#in a new scary place

[dramat-ique]

I have so many half drawn Barts in my procreate library

[invye]

We are interrupting our regularly scheduled program to bring you a snippet of a potential ZoSan undercover as a married couple fic:

(Timeline wise shoehorned in sometime shortly after the timeskip, before the Strawhats make it back into the news big time.)

(People need saving from a exclusive circle of nobility, but most of the Stawhats have already been seen around the island, so the lot ends up on Zoro and Sanji to try get in posing as a freshly married couple on their honeymoon to try get more information.)

[after coming up with the plan and Zoro and Sanji hesitantly agreeing]

Robin: "You seem a little stressed, Cook-san."

Sanji, chain-smoking his third cigarette: "I'm fine, I'll do this… I just… I don't like lying about something as significant as marriage, alright? I know it's stupid, but that's just how I am."

Luffy, perking up from where one might have thought he wasn't paying attention at all: "Oi, Sanji, promise to protect Zoro?"

Sanji, puffing out smoke: "Obviously, the Marimo would get lost within all of two seconds without me having his back."

Luffy: "Good! Now, Zoro--!"

Zoro, already rising to the bait: "Oi, if anyone is protecting anyone, I'll be guarding your lanky ass, shit cook!"

Luffy, laughing: "Alright, then as the captain of this ship I hereby pronounce you married!"

Zoro:

Sanji:

Robin: "Oh my, congratulations!"

Brook: bursts into song

Luffy, grinning at Sanji: "See, now it's not a lie anymore, so you don't have to feel bad about calling Zoro your husband."

Zoro: "LUFFY!!! YOU CAN'T JUST--"

Sanji: wordlessly walks off to get ready for the mission

Usopp: "Wait, wait!" runs after Sanji, grabbing his wrist

Sanji: stares

Usopp, sweating nervously: "Need your ring size…"

Sanji: staring intensifies

Usopp, scurrying off as quickly as humanly possible: "Wedding gift!"

Luffy, in the distance, still being yelled at by Zoro: "Too bad we don't have time to celebrate, I really want some wedding cake… :("

[idle-iberus]

Just another self-indulgent comic idea I’m trying to pursue

Chapter 2 >

[ray935sworld]

HELP. My criminal law professor just constructed following case:

"What if a father - let's call him Valentino (V) has shared custody with his ex-husband - yeah, let's not always be like 'ugh, bad ex-wife' and reflect the diversity in our society - So Vs ex... Mark has their son Frank from Monday to Wednesday. He -" then the case followed.

Either this man has no idea what insanity he is causing me beside wtf he is trying to teach and this is just the biggest coincidence or he is doing it on purpose.

[culturalmochi]

Noticed something while rewatching season 13……

Brain is looking at the geckle hats and going “oh!! Geo was raised as a geckle/with them until being sent to land of lost things and then he eventually gave his hat to bonzle!!”

I’m not reaching……right?

[moonjxsung]

Hello internet ! Sorry I’ve been a little erratic about posting and reblogging today. But I wanted to confirm the person who stole my fic word for word has deleted their account and removed the fic (before playing the victim, in true thief fashion of course 🙄)

Quick little useless blurb I wanted to get off my chest: I began writing because I was unhappy with my own job- I think I’ve mentioned before that my current field of work isn’t related to writing in the slightest and I just missed producing fictional pieces. When people steal my writing, they’re not just stealing a physical Minho fanfic- they’re stealing hours where I clocked out of my corporate 9-5 and sat at my computer to spill my emotions into something that keeps me sane. They’re stealing personal anecdotes I’ve experienced, unique occurrences that I’ve conjured up, love letters in the form of fanfiction and even references to my real life in some of my pieces. It’s a form of identity theft, simply put. You don’t have permission to take the art I created from my pain and my anxiety for your own five minutes of fame on another platform. It’s up to you to live your own life and funnel that into your own writing.

Thank you to everybody who helped get that account taken down. I think we’ve developed a beautiful symbiotic relationship on here where I get to interact with so many lovely people while putting out work I love. As long you guys help me call out people who take advantage of our little space for their own benefit and hold them accountable, I promise to keep our little safe space alive on here for you guys to always have a corner of the internet where you can find comfort- in reading my work or even just dropping by to chat.

In true moonjxsung fashion I leave you with a picture of the moon I took earlier- she matches my little badge! I am okay, I’m doing my best to move on from recent events and I’m eternally grateful for you all. All my love, always- tenfold, and then some.

- ⭐️

[ur-ghostgirl]

sigh i wanna move back to scotland

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

eldritch horror moth

that's the thought.

gn <3

incredibly true, excellent thought

eldritch horror Foul Legacy who crawls out of the Abyss through a crack in the earth, following the beam of light that somehow reached through the endless darkness. he emerges into the sun and immediately begins to explore, curious about life above ground, but he quickly finds that his presence brings only madness to the mortals who inhabit Teyvat, much to his dismay. it corrupts their minds, twisting and deteriorating it, and the few who aren't affected, those who hold pretty glowing gemstones, all run away in fear or try to slay him instead. so Foul Legacy stays away from everyone, lurking in the shadows and watching shining lights and laughter from a distance. this world feels just like the Abyss, despite its bright sun and cool breeze- it feels lonely, crushingly so, and the eldritch monster can only whimper and curl in on himself, trying to stave off the emptiness

you stumble across Legacy by pure chance, stumbling into the clearing he's been sleeping in on your way back home. both of you shriek at the same time, the Abyssal beast letting out a terrified hiss when he sees the Vision strapped to your belt, but you hastily raise your hands to show you mean no harm. Legacy narrows his crystalline eye at you, wary and cautious as you examine him from afar- although your Vision protects you from going insane you can tell that something is off, by Teyvat standards, like the image of this mysterious creature is flickering at the edges. maybe people without Visions see something indescribable, but for you it's merely a light static. you sit on the grass and cross your legs, looking at Foul Legacy from afar, who just stares back in confusion. aren't you supposed to be running or threatening him now? but no, you simply sit and watch, even as the sun begins to set and you nod off into sleep

once he's absolutely sure you're dozing, off into a human dreamland he can never visit, Foul Legacy tentatively approaches and gives you a careful sniff, then curls up beside you, his horns just barely grazing one of your hands

[silly-lil-scribbles]

there should be something where you can read detailed walkthroughs of what will happen and what the interior is like and whatever other notes for when you go somewhere like a dentist or a restaurant or just wherever. and like anyone who wants to can submit new files when they go somewhere so if youre like me and its super scary to go somewhere new if you dont know what its like you can look up where you want to go and find the walkthrough for it

[cha1cedony]

Looked up the Ford Edsel transmission… this would cause me to crash too tbh

[lasshoe]

hello friends i am back and i am newly medicated

[themuseumlady]

we are sorting the mannequins! it has started me so many times!

the museum is currently littered with mannequin parts and bodies as we work to sort our exhibit mannequins - which is exciting!! but also extraordinarily unnerving as I keep running into mannequins that are not where I expect them to be

here are some of the less scary (newer) ones next to my archive entrance

unfortunately I can't post the torsos and heads on the first floor (the ones being decommissioned) for privacy reasons. I wish I could though, because it is hard to put into words how genuinely unnerving these figures are.

immediately upon entering the museum each day I am greeted by a distant hoard of torsos, limbs, and heads decorated in obscenely dramatic makeup - the mannequins having been taken apart for ease of transport down the stairs. This is actually my first time seeing the faces of many of these figures, during the exhibit season they were covered with stockings as the makeup did not suit the clothing displayed. Which was frankly also pretty terrifying, seeing just the clear ghost of a hidden face underneath the fabric

a part of me feels bad for the ones we are disposing of?? they have spent their career in this institution, helping us display history, and now their future is wholly unknown

-- but also they are the type of model that do pose a threat to delicate historical clothing (damn you articulated arms that can pinch and tear), so I am glad we have found the means to upgrade --

ANYWHO - despite my terror the museum is once again filled with life! we are preparing for our opening, building exhibits, and diving back in to in-person projects! :)

[theloveinc]

I need dabi to be my boyfriend so badly so he can bum around my apartment and stop my roommates from touching my shit

[greghatecrimes]

If I'm not around much the next couple days, it's just cause I'm absolutely exhausted from work + procedure. But I miss House and hanging out on here, so hopefully answering asks asap and more screencaps and rewatch this weekend :3 Maybe even some In the Dirt planning if I'm lucky

[seaofreverie]

I want to visit a place i've been thinking about visiting for several months now but that's scary

[yardsards]

"i dunno, i don't think i have social anxiety or anything, i'm just awkward. like, i can do public speaking with no problem so long as i have a script, it's just that certain weird things make me nervous. it's fine, i just make it sound worse than it is when talking to my therapists." <=guy whose gut feelings are frequently convinced that basically everyone wants to beat him with hammers