#filling up…..

[chthonicgodling]

CONTINUATION!! FROM THIS VERY LONG POST OVER HERE-

re; a summary (very very long) of some choice beats of Elysium!Loki’s past pre-Elysium but also pre-2012 ….. movie and 2011 movie. and. we’ll go over there and read that post first. it should have all been one but I have discovered that tumblr has a CHARACTER LIMIT IN TEXT POSTS??? nervous laughter well THATS how long this and that is……..

[tw here for. well again. but very much here. child death and uhh murder and uhhhhh suicide.] [narratively resuming without skipping a single best again this is one post chopped in half;; right after Hela-Fen-Jör have been taken away;; WITH—

of course right after losing those three is when Loki discovered that he was pregnant AGAINNN. with a baby of Sigyn’s! he vanished as was typical and for good fucking reason but this time around loki gave birth to perfectly norma fraternal twin boys, not a single thing “monstrous” about them! The birth of Vali and Nari, reuniting with sigyn afterwards as a new happy family!

Eventually Thor found Loki again and discovered, again, the new kids, they were toddlers at this point as Loki and Sigyn had scooped them up and hidden again. but since they were “””””normal”””” (you ass) Thor urged Loki to return to Asgard since surely they would be welcomed THIS time with open arms now that there was nothing unusual about them. though he fuckinggggg hated the thought of it Loki reluctantly decided that keeping an eye on his shitty family from in their own space was probably the safest option for him + kids + Sigyn, where he could see it coming if they went after them again. so he did reluctantly move back with the kiddos.

For a little while for some years things were??? kind of okay??? returning to Asgard Loki discovered that in his long absence and the drama of his children, he had not noticed the new god who had long since taken up residence as a FAVORITE of Odin and Frigga. their lmao honorary new son, shining star deity Balder…….

haha you can probably guess where this is going. Chafing at the fact that now he was cast underneath TWO SHADOWS , AND that there were horrible and cruel rumors spreading at all times about Loki himself and his “monstrous” children who had been taken from him, and plus Balder was kind of fuckin obnoxiously condescending (unintentionally, but Loki by this point had started to crack!),,… PLUS Loki and Sigyn had discovered magical abilities within Nari and were training him in sorcery which resulted in more ostracizing from Asgard - by the time the twins were like, 9 Loki had had enough and moved them all back out of the palace.

Loki had of course never reaally gotten over the loss of any of his kids and, slipping as we know he is prone to do, into the realm of. well you know. Loki. and the. things he is prone to doing. out of the eyes of the palace and just, seething consistently for the past decade basically Loki finally began to scheme his revenge. oh he had lost his children and suffered?? well - an eye for an eye, right?? mysteriously Balder began to dream of his own death….

Well Sigyn fUCKIN. Noticed that Loki was sneaking all around and confronted him knowing he was up to something. Expressing innocent concern for Balder’s well being and then explaining that he was perfectly safe since Frigga had loved him enough to protect him with her magics (ahem hem this is Norse mythology again!!! all things struck harmless except for mistletoe!!) - well Sigyn was not an idiot and immediately clocked what Loki was planning. urging and begging him not to do something stupid and that it would put Vali and Nari at risk, they argued like crazy until Loki promised her that he would not lay a hand upon Balder pinkie promiseee

and then well if you know the myths. Vali and Nari were ten years old when Loki finally proceeded to shapeshift his way into tricking another random god (blind literally, unaware what Loki was guiding him into doing) into gruesomely murdering Balder via well aimed mistletoe projectile straight into his heart. oopsies!! an eye for an eye! now they were even. fleeing the scene Loki vanished for several days, even though there was no way for anyone to prove he’d been behind this but. this was baby’s first cold bloooded murder and he had some emotions to reckon with.

eventually Sigyn found him - SHE knew immediately what he’d done once she’d heard about Balder’s death. accosting him in the woods for forcing her to leave the kids unattended to come find him. Loki lied to her that he regretted the murder (he did not really in the slightest) and agreed to return home to her and the kids and settle down. Except uh

Returning home to Vali and Nari, instead Loki found an absolute horror show scene :( the two boys, dead on the floor and torn completely to gory pieces. enchanting the truth from what remained, Loki learned that Odin had orchestrated this - enchanting and bewitching the twins , transforming Vali into a bloodthirsty wolf and transforming Nari into a bloodthirsty victim to fight back. under his influence they had murdered each other. an eye for an eye… for an eye. this was just as traumatizing as it sounds :(((

the aftermath was - Sigyn blamed Loki for their deaths, as it was his foolish actions that had caused Odin to retaliate. Spiralling deeper and deeper Loki blamed HER for leaving them unattended, and after exchanging cruel words Sigyn left - forever. alone and devastated, biting down bile and madness and fury and rage and rage and rage and rage - Loki returned to Asgard. Thor believed that a horrible accident had befallen the twins and nothing more.

Smugly Odin had proclaimed that now at last they could move past all this, now that Loki was done with his little games of years past - now that he had lost everything. blank and numb and full of rage and rage and rage and rage and— well Loki agreed. over and done with….: and then it. well, then it was:

, [THE EVENTS OF 2011, OH YOU KNOW] 🙃🙃

I would like to make a second post wrapping up some things revealed here Re: kiddos and happy endings in Elysium but! this iis and has been SO long so that will be a separate update for sure!! also I wrote that < before I knew tumblr was gonna make me chop this in half fgkfkfkg

. instead to end this thread of devastation - i must announce that unequivocally in Elysium canon, the end of [2011 film, y’know], the diving off the Bifrost - was absolutely a suicide attempt, not just “kinda sorta”

And in fact after the events of 2012 (which that failed attempt led to, we all know) - Elysium canon begins with a SECOND attempt — but jumping off the Bifrost this second time not only failed again, but plummeted him further, into the underworld of…….

clears throat and uhh Well. thiszzz has been a poast. :’) if you made it to this end…. lmao omG? bless u???? the end of both of these??? Jesus Christ???????

anyway this was exhausting but I will make a followup about actual current Elysium canon eventually!! EDIT - third last part here as promised!

[botanyshitposts]

me explaining to my grandma that the turkey tail and golden oyster mushrooms and birds nest fungi growing on her huge backyard tree stump are simply eating the dead wood to return it to the soil and they're cute and colorful and add to the whimsy of her landscaping and are not causing the weeds in other places of the yard or harming her little white dog

[yaoiconnoisseur]

If the BG3 companions went on a road trip, who’s the designated refueler and why is it Astarion

I saw this cosplay on Reddit and immediately had to draw it because I love it so much

Here’s a timelapse of it!

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF Springtrap and Vanny talk to Huntress in DBD..

[mango-ti]

Polish Miku shows off her new hair

[tiger-grace]

The Dark Knight, Batman, Mr. “I am the night” maintaining his mystery even while revealing his identity in a justice league meeting:

The JL: Bruce Wayne?!

His wayward children, who have scheduled a “Brucie Wayne” funniest moments and scandals compilation to kick on in about 30 seconds on the monitor:

The JL: … bruce wayne

[void-dude]

Oh yeah his brain finally kick started processing his emotions! Against his will!!!

Bill at therapy part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

[bet-on-me-13]

The Summoner

So! Danny is not the Ghost King.

But he still has a good relationship with a LOT of Powerful and not-so-powerful Ghosts in the Zone. So much so that they have given him their Summoning Circle's with a blanket permission to Summon them any time. Not like they have much else going on...

This all leads to a hilarious situation where Danny can't use his Powers for whatever reason and is forced to Summon his friends for help. In front of a group of Heroes.

He has to explain everything to them, but accidentally convinces them that he has Summoning Magic and the Ghosts are all on his Contract. He also mentions Saving people from Ghosts and the JLA realize that he is a child Hero.

They ask him if he wants to join Young Justice, and Danny hesitantly agrees.

Now Danny is on Young Justice and the entire team thinks that he is a Hero with Ghost Summoning Magic.

And his name isn't Daniel "Commit to the Bit" Fenton for no reason.

[wtfforged]

my campaign hiatus has gone on for too long so to cope ive combined my interests at their maximum potency and had some dnd-strawhats thoughts

thoughts in depth under read more... :)!

this is SO self indulgent. their designs literally did not change. but i am a firm believer that dnd doesnt have to be european high fantasy. and also one piece literally IS fantasy. no changes are necessary to fit into dnd. ive already imagined plenty of campaign/oneshot ideas inspired by one piece. so this was basically just an exercise of trying to replicate their canon abilities in dnd 5e as much as possible without totally homebrewing everything. well. aside from luffy. you just cant take away or change his stretching.

LUFFY: (human monk. drunken master subclass. outlander)

the only plain human of the crew to balance out with the fact that he still has rubber powers. obviously a monk. but drunken master subclass specifically because i think the flavor(not the fact that its about being a drunkard) and abilities both fit him really well. this line in the subclass' flavortext especially fits him: "A drunken master often enjoys playing the fool to bring gladness to the despondent or to demonstrate humility to the arrogant, but when battle is joined, the drunken master can be a maddening, masterful foe."

ZORO: (tiefling fighter. samurai subclass. bounty hunter)

a fighter with the samurai subclass is so very incredibly obvious... but i actually had a lot of fun geeking out while comparing the abilities to what he can do in canon; Fighting Spirit, Rapid Strike, and Strength Before Death especially! tiefling is also pretty on the nose for his demon pirate hunter shtick and asura form, but i thought he'd be really human-passing for a tiefling and theorized about his tail getting cut off at some point or another before joining the strawhats. initially wasnt gonna give him a feat, but i gave sanji a feat so i thought itd be unfair to not give him one as well, so sentinel fits the bill pretty well i think!

NAMI: (tabaxi rogue. arcane trickster subclass. criminal)

cat burglar -> full grown literal humanoid cat. this one is INCREDIBLY self indulgent... i love... cats... theres nothing deeper to this and no other reasoning. i took cat burglar and ran with it. can you tell that i love izutsumi dungeon meshi? rogue for the aforementioned burglar-ing as well, and the arcane trickster subclass for when she picks up climatact! the mage hand will be very useful for her pickpocketing. in the future as she levels up with timeskip, i can totally see her multiclassing into wizard as well! weather wizard!

USOPP: (lightfoot halfling artificer. artillerist subclass. urchin)

I HAD SO MUCH FUN THINKING ABOUT HIS CHARACTER SHEET. halfling's Naturally Stealthy ability lets him hide behind his crewmates since theyre (almost) all bigger than him, so its perfect for hiding behind zoro or sanji all the time. Lucky is also perfect for him, and I think Brave fits pretty well too when he puts on the sogeking mask. artillerist artificer is also very fun! tinkering and making magic items for his crew, and i think Eldritch Canon or Arcane Firearm could both be easily reflavored as kabuto or any of his inventions. for emphasizing his sniper-ness, the spell sniper feat was also necessary. i think hes my favorite of all the concepts. big ears and long nose combo is so cute to me.

SANJI: (half-elf monk. drunken master subclass. guild artisan (cook!))

race was mostly based on vibes i wont lie. squints. and that vinsmoke balogna or whatever too ig. but mostly vibes. along with the idea that i think a dwarf zeff raising him would be really funny and cute. monk is also obvious, and same subclass as luffy for mostly the same reasons. though the flavor fits him much less, i think the abilities still fit him perfectly, and this blurb specifically; "Your martial arts technique mixes combat training with the precision of a dancer." i really wanted to give him a different subclass from luffy, but i dislike all the other monk subclasses a lot and i found none of them fit him as well anyways, so to try and give them SOME differences, i gave him the crusher feat.

CHOPPER: (awakened deer(shifter statblock) cleric. life subclass. hermit)

this ones definitely a mouthful im sorry. awakened deer for obvious reasons, but due to magic instead of devil fruit stuff. when i was struggling with his race, i looked a lot at shifter because of his forms, but it occurred to me that itd be super cool if he could shift between all of the different shifter options instead of being stuck with just one to replicate his rumble balls. something like heavy point/guard point=beasthide, horn point/arm point(?maybe?)=longtooth, walk point/jumping point=swiftstride, and brain point=wildhunt. hed definitely need some kind of nerf though to balance out that homebrew... and cleric for class. duh.

ROBIN: (high elf wizard. order of scribes subclass. criminal)

robin is definitely the one i struggled the most with just because of her class. elf came pretty easily- shes very elegant and i think shed look cute with super long ears- and i landed on high elf instead of wood elf for the int-based abilities. i was really on the fence between sorcerer and wizard for her because i knew shed be a full spellcaster, but i didnt feel that any of the subclasses really fit her. i ended up going with wizard for order of the scribes since it focuses on texts and knowing everything. but also because robin with a flying talking sentient book would be crazy cool. it could also be similar to how she spawns mouths and eyes places to talk to or watch people. my "fuck it, why not. this would be rad. its my house" mindset kicked in with her i will admit. also the One with the Word ability made me cackle out loud when i read it. thats the funniest ability ever. anyways, i cant really think of a way to replicate her powers, but maybe we could just reflavor a bunch of spells to be her limbs or clutch; hold person, maximillian's earthen grasp, or evard's black tentacles. thatd probably work okay, and theres a handful of spells to replicate her ability to spawn eyes or mouths. unrelated, but i imagine nico olvia to be a drow. why? her hair is white. i am a simple man!

[intoxicating-goddess]

TW - intox, somno, cnc, forced breeding

We're talking on a video call like we usually do in the evenings. I'm smoking a bowl to help wind down for the night. When I finish, you suggest I might want to do another. I've been really stressed out lately, it'd be helpful to have a little more, you tell me. I have been stressed lately, why not? I fill another bowl half way, but you convince me to make it another full one. After I'm done the second bowl, you can see how faded I am. I tell you that the weed is hitting me really hard and I think I'm gonna go lie down. You wish me well and say goodnight. I stumble through the house in a stoned haze, eventually making it into bed. I drowsily strip myself of my clothes before rolling over and falling asleep. I'm too deep in slumber to hear the door unlock. I gave you a spare key for emergencies, after all. You creep into my bedroom and see my naked body sprawled across the bed. You quietly take off your clothes and climb on top of me. Kissing your way down my back while running your hands all over my limp body. Feeling up my ass and tits and then finally, my pussy. I let out soft moans in my sleep. As you rub my clit and fondle my ass, I start to become wet. You then line yourself up with my slick entrance and ram your entire cock inside me. I wake with a scream, a concoction of panic and pleasure. As you begin violently thrusting, I try to get my bearings. My head is so dizzy and my body is so heavy. I let out a feeble scream as I try to resist, but it's no use. My body is far to weak and I can't put up a fight. I am pinned in place by the weight of your body on top of me. I have no idea who is inside me, but I can't seem to focus on anything but how good it feels. You lean down on top of me and begin grabbing at my breast. You pinch my nipple and I can't help but let out a moan. You chuckle softly between grunts, you know a filthy whore like me likes being used. Your thrusts are so hard and deep that it doesn't take long for me to cum on your cock. You continue to fuck me for what feels like hours. I am so out of it that I have no concept of time. I eventually let myself drown in the pleasure. It doesn't matter who is fucking me, the only thing that matters is how good it feels. After you've lost track of how many times you've made me to cum, you feel yourself get close. Your thrusts become faster and faster. You pull my hips hard against you, forcing your cock as deep into my pussy as possible. With a loud grunt, you let your load out inside me. You pull out and let my hips go, causing me to slump onto the bed. You watch as your seed seeps out of my throughly used pussy. You then put your clothes back on and leave, locking the door behind you. I lay in the wet patch knowing I should feel mortified, but instead I feel euphoric. Having my rapists seed pouring from my violated pussy turns me on all the more. It's not long before the exhaustion and intoxication lull me back into a deep sleep. I sleep well knowing my only purpose is to be a good cocksleeve. It doesn't matter if I'm conscious or not.

[mienar]

at the artist's loft

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[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

You keep telling yourself that Namari.

[inkskinned]

at some point it's just like. do they even fucking like the thing they're asking AI to make? "oh we'll just use AI for all the scripts" "we'll just use AI for art" "no worries AI can write this book" "oh, AI could easily design this"

like... it's so clear they've never stood in the middle of an art museum and felt like crying, looking at a piece that somehow cuts into your marrow even though the artist and you are separated by space and time. they've never looked at a poem - once, twice, three times - just because the words feel like a fired gun, something too-close, clanging behind your eyes. they've never gotten to the end of the movie and had to arrive, blinking, back into their body, laughing a little because they were holding their breath without realizing.

"oh AI can mimic style" "AI can mimic emotion" "AI can mimic you and your job is almost gone, kid."

... how do i explain to you - you can make AI that does a perfect job of imitating me. you could disseminate it through the entire world and make so much money, using my works and my ideas and my everything.

and i'd still keep writing.

i don't know there's a word for it. in high school, we become aware that the way we feel about our artform is a cliche - it's like breathing. over and over, artists all feel the same thing. "i write because i need to" and "my music is how i speak" and "i make art because it's either that or i stop existing." it is such a common experience, the violence and immediacy we mean behind it is like breathing to me - comes out like a useless understatement. it's a cliche because we all feel it, not because the experience isn't actually persistent. so many of us have this ... fluttering urgency behind our ribs.

i'm not doing it for the money. for a star on the ground in some city i've never visited. i am doing it because when i was seven i started taking notebooks with me on walks. i am doing it because in second grade i wrote a poem and stood up in front of my whole class to read it out while i shook with nerves. i am doing it because i spent high school scribbling all my feelings down. i am doing it for the 16 year old me and the 18 year old me and the today-me, how we can never put the pen down. you can take me down to a subatomic layer, eviscerate me - and never find the source of it; it is of me. when i was 19 i named this blog inkskinned because i was dramatic and lonely and it felt like the only thing that was actually permanently-true about me was that this is what is inside of me, that the words come up over everything, coat everything, bloom their little twilight arias into every nook and corner and alley

"we're gonna replace you". that is okay. you think that i am writing to fill a space. that someone said JOB OPENING: Writer Needed, and i wrote to answer. you think one raindrop replaces another, and i think they're both just falling. you think art has a place, that is simply arrives on walls when it is needed, that is only ever on demand, perfect, easily requested. you see "audience spending" and "marketability" and "multi-line merch opportunity"

and i see a kid drowning. i am writing to make her a boat. i am writing because what used to be a river raft has long become a fully-rigged ship. i am writing because you can fucking rip this out of my cold dead clammy hands and i will still come back as a ghost and i will still be penning poems about it.

it isn't even love. the word we use the most i think is "passion". devotion, obsession, necessity. my favorite little fact about the magic of artists - "abracadabra" means i create as i speak. we make because it sluices out of us. because we look down and our hands are somehow already busy. because it was the first thing we knew and it is our backbone and heartbreak and everything. because we have given up well-paying jobs and a "real life" and the approval of our parents. we create because - the cliche again. it's like breathing. we create because we must.

you create because you're greedy.

[vampiritea]

if you see this please reblog and put in the tags something that made you happy today. a small delight, something that made you smile, or something you're grateful for. doesn't have to be big.

[hinamie]

realizing how much i like drawing him a million years too late :<

[sweetbunnipwinc3ss]

I want you to tell me all of your most fucked up fantasies and then do them to me. Flirting