#cos i can

[aenslem]

#regina having the wildest fantasies about her enemy choking her

[thedemonscrawler]

sometimes I wonder if i should rewrite/heavily edit Permission Slip's first few chapters

they're not bad! but just from the nature of how long PS has been, there's elements in the first few chapters that ended up getting dropped or going nowhere. the first three chapters in particular stick closer to the conventions of the game, and they don't blend as well into what I ended up doing later

Like.. the DCA's beef with security. That is important to their character (especially if I ever actually write the prequel), but due to the lack of any adults to interact with during the night, it sort of doesn't go anywhere. Also the DCA's room being a wreck. I should probably sort out do i want to lean into "hyperactive cleaning protocols" or make it more lax. How Sun reacts when the lights cut off is, again, suitable to how the game goes, but doesn't quiiiite make sense with how I portray Sun and Moon's overall relationship.

Like, it's fine, honestly. But I could fix it. Just have to decide if I want to.

[gumnut-logic]

“Virgil, put me down!”

“No.”

“Virgil...!”

“You had your chance. You didn’t listen, so we are doing this the hard way.” Virgil prodded the elevator controls with a boot.

“If you don’t put me down-“

“You’ll what? You’re dead on your feet. I’m surprised you’re conscious.”

The elevator doors swished open and his brother strode through, gently angling Scott so he didn’t hit his head.

“C’mon, Virgil, really? I need to finish that report. The board is meeting in the morning.” This was exasperating and not a little annoying.

“I’ll go.”

Scott choked as the elevator doors opened again and Virgil slipped through. His brother’s stride was barely affected by the weight he was carrying.

Struggling with the concept of Virgil in the board room, probably with grease smeared on his nose, kept Scott’s tongue tied the length of the corridor. “You’re kidding.”

Virgil edged him through his bedroom door. The room was dark except for the moonlight shining through the windows. “Thank you for your vote of confidence.”

“Virg, you know what I mean...”

His brother lowered him to the bed while Scott calculated how quickly he could make it out of the room the moment Virgil’s back was turned.

But the medic wasn’t finished. He glared at Scott in the darkness. “I know exactly what you mean. You mean to not only fly with an abdominal injury to a board meeting, but you think that only you can attend that meeting.” Virgil pulled the covers over him and tucked him in.

Scott groaned. “It’s not that-“

“It’s exactly that. You are staying, I’m going. With John.”

“Oh.”

“Yes, ‘oh’. I’m not stupid.” His brother sighed. “Now sleep. We’ve got this.”

“Virg-“

A thick finger landed on his lips, startling him into silence. “I said sleep.”

Scott stared up at his brother. The moonlight cast him in worried shadows.

A breath and Scott relented, letting himself relax into the bed. It was a soporific movement, tightly wound muscles ever so happy to loosen, and he found his eyelids drooping suddenly.

That finger lifted and brushed hair off his forehead, but Virgil didn’t say anything further before straightening.

“Sleep.” It was soft...and a command he found he could no longer ignore.

He didn’t hear Virgil leave.

-o-o-o-

[smallfrogpleasedtomeetyou]

yall we finally assembled a fan i can now exist without being overheated tis a glorious day

[cavinginhisfvce]

Someone hire to do their makeup ty, I accept forehead kisses as payment <33🖤🥀

ALSO my corpse hoodie in the last pic,, I'll post a full pic one day so y'all can see exactly why billy would definitely have one!!!

[lazylittledragon]

if i had a nickel for every au spawned from twitter that i SWORE i was going to be normal about

[rebouks]

Did you know you can make sims look in a specific direction whilst they're posed?

Hit shift+tab to enter first person mode

Aim the camera where you want your sim to look (make sure your game isn't paused otherwise the sim won't move - you can press 1 in first person mode to set time running)

Hit pause (by pressing P)

Hit shift+tab again to exit first person mode

Voila! Your sim is now looking in the direction you pointed 'em!

A neat little cheat to get multiple uses from the same pose! 🤸‍♀️

[shisabun-art]

I got Poppy Playtime on the brain, so Worker OC and DogDay Au it is!

Angel is smol but determined.

Also, I'm too lazy to draw the grab pack. Imagine it's there. 😂

[angstydiaz]

me when YET ANOTHER SHOW I LIKE GETS CANcELLED

[ruubesz-draws]

Come with Kong to Monkeyland!

Kong just wants to show his New Empire in Hollow Earth

My brain constantly nagging me to draw this as Kong:

[gejnialnie]

hi I don't think this duo gets enough love, so here are my fave screenshots of Raph and Leo mirroring each other! :D

+bonus:

look at this frame! don't their poses look similar, even though they're in totally different places?? well, there's a simple reason for it! we can see raph in the driver seat, his left hand on the wheel, while the other one's searching for someting, it's symbolising his active role as leader, while leo stands alongside him, his left hand on a handhold while he gestures with the other, showing him being less active and more of a passive presence, but he's ready on his feet, it's symbolising his potential as raph's co-leader but also him not yet being ready, still gripping the safety rails instead of the driving wheel-

(nah i'm kidding- like, was it just artists drawing similar poses in one scene? oh yeah most definitively! will that stop me from over-analysing? nope! :D this basically wrote itself!)

[gumnut-logic]

“I love your ass.”

Virgil froze.

He was halfway up the steps out of the lounge in the comms room. The sun was starting to peek over the horizon in the east, lighting up the room enough just enough to push away the gloom of a restless night fuelled by coffee.

And the reason for that restless night was admiring his butt.

He turned around slowly to stare at the cocoon of blankets on the couch. The holoprojector was spewing forth some documentary on the wilds of the Pacific Ocean and the musical backdrop just added to the concept of how great his ass was.

“What?”

“It’s perfect.”

Virgil blinked again at the rosy smile on his little brother’s face. “Why are you looking at my butt?”

He shrugged. “Dunno. Just struck me all of a sudden.” And yes, those eyes were studying Virgil below his waistline.

He had the sudden nonsensical urge to cover himself up.

Not that he was dressed anything out of the ordinary. Just wearing his every day flannel and jeans…from yesterday. He needed a shower and some serious rack time.

But Gordon…yes, it was Gordon admiring his butt and grinning up at him blearily from the sofa…Gordon needed him.

So he was there.

All night.

Virgil nodded once. “Okay. I’ll take that under advisement.” He stepped up the last step onto the hardwood floor. “But first, I need more coffee.”

“Come sit with me, Virg. I want you to see the whale shark.”

He kept walking. “Sure, but coffee first.” If he didn’t get his coffee, he was going to fall on his face and then where would Gordon be?

A small voice answered him from the back of his mind that Gordon had three other brothers, a sister and a Grandmother all willing to help him.

But the voice was stepped on by Virgil’s own need to make sure Gordon was okay.

And that meant coffee.

“Viiiiiiiiiiirgiiiiiiiiiil! Commmme baaaaaack!”

Virgil stopped halfway to the kitchen and let his shoulders drop. “I’ll be back in a moment, Gords. I promise.”

“But you’ll miss the olliepus.”

The what? Despite himself Virgil turned to find an octopus crawling across the holoprojector. He stared at his brother, actually concerned that Gordon truly had lost the plot if he couldn’t name one of his favourite creatures. “Olliepus?”

“And a giant cram! They’re visiting Minerva!”

Virgil turned at that. Minerva Reefs were just to the north-west of them.

Gordon’s expression was lethal on the puppy dog scale and hit its target enough to wipe out the coffee urgency emergency with a flick of those long dark-blonde eyelashes.

Virgil was at the top of the steps down to the lounge before the strike even registered.

Proof of how tired he actually was.

But Gordon was patting the seat beside the tangle of bed clothes that Virgil had hauled down here with him, and, if he was honest, Virgil was on his last legs.

Gordon had been injured the day before yesterday, in a rock slide. Virgil had been with him and he should have seen it coming, but he didn’t and consequently he had been kicking himself ever since.

Broken leg, broken ribs and a nasty concussion mixed with medication that sent his brother loopy led to a long night and a clingy big brother who, despite being ordered to bed by both his bigger brother and his grandmother, couldn’t leave Gordon alone.

So he had sat with him all night, watching him breathe and thanking all the powers that be that he was safe.

Gordon didn’t sleep well. The situation brought back memories and his subconscious mind threw up nightmare material several times during the night leaving Virgil trying to calm his brother down on multiple occasions. It was one reason why Virgil couldn’t leave him.

The thought of his little brother waking up alone from one of those nightmares while high on medication….no, just no.

So Virgil stayed.

No doubt Scott would demand he rest the moment he climbed out of bed - yes, Virgil was up before his big brother for once in his life…mainly because he hadn’t gone to bed yet.

He found himself seated beside Gordon before he could think otherwise.

“Virg!” And Gordon snuggled up beside him, head against Virgil’s shoulder, arms wrapped around his torso. “Thank you. You’re the good bro. You understand.” Gordon rubbed his face against Virgil’s shirt. “And you’re warm and fluffy”

Virgil stared down at his ill brother. The bruising on his forehead was still livid and painful to look at. “Good to know, Gords.” But he relaxed back against the couch and took comfort from the warmth half smothering him.

Gordon was asleep in his lap moments later.

Virgil sighed and closed his eyes. There wasn’t going to be any coffee.

On the holoprojector a helicopter flew across the northern most reef of Minerva, a commentator babbling about the history of the region, but no one heard it.

Virgil began to snore.

-o-o-o-

[makanidotdot]

[cluemily]

Cleo and chat had a discussion about what flavour each Life series member is.

Tango is raspberry (or blue raspberry during S9) flavoured.

Pearl is mango flavoured. (5AM Pearl is red bull flavoured.)

Gem is cherry flavoured.

Skizz is banana flavoured Fundip.

Lizzie is pumpkin spice flavoured.

Grian is strawberry flavoured.

Bdubs is Sour Patch Kid flavoured.

Martyn is lemon flavoured. (Lemon-lime is acceptable.)

Scott is peppermint hot chocolate flavoured.

Rendog is hot Cheeto flavoured.

Jimmy is peach flavoured.

Scar is cotton candy flavoured.

Cleo is kiwi flavoured.

BigB is cookie flavoured. But also (smooth) peanut butter flavoured.

Impulse is chocolate flavoured. (Good chocolate, not the vomit-y tasting one.)

Etho is blackcurrant flavoured.

Mumbo is hot cinnamon flavoured.

Joel is cola flavoured.

Thanks Cleo.

[samijen]

happy birthday to my bbyg. my little meow meow 🥺💕

[mjulmjul]

Castiel’s creation