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[cosmicdreamgrl]

you gave me the best of me, so you'll give you the best of you 🩵 [ cr: namuspromised ]

[funfactory]

cr: MIRAI

[kaleidoscopeminds]

just be good till i get back

[maximura]

[transbro]

Panic! at the disco blinkies

[apparently-artless]

[pigswithwings]

deep ocean stimboard plsplspls /nf

The Deep Ocean.

🧭 | 🧭 | 🧭

🌊 | 🌊 | 🌊

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[hoforwonho]

LEEDO ✩ ERASE ME

[aenreth]

O R B I T C U L T U R E - From The Inside

[sleepygaymerdisease]

[kimuramasaya]

Tantara (Play Color performance)  ⁙  Jinhwan

[whiskeysmulti]

.Whiskey. Might just take some time today and do character study on some of the new muses I was recommended to see if I can get a feel for them to even consider adding them or not.

Mainly Xanxus and Bel (KHR) and then two gaming muses I was recommended.

Morgana from Persona

and Aventurine from Honkai Star Rail.

So to do this I either have to find play throughs on YouTube or get the games myself somehow. Might work on writing later though.

Inbox: 2 Drafts: 12

I would get the games but idk if they're pay to play or what.

[lildoodlenoodle]

Spider Freak Behavior Headcanons

Ok so we all know some of my headcanons and thoughts on making the spider people more spidery. So here’s some more, ignoring the obvious ones like eight legs and eyes and spinning webs. While not all of these, or even any of these, will fit all spider people it’s still fun cause you could def apply these to the more freaky spiders, like Miguel O’Hara, Jessica Drew, 6 armed spidey, spider noir, Kaine Parker, *sigh* SpiderHam, etc. If you’re curious as to why I singled out these guys check out here!

So what do I mean by spidery behavior? So glad you asked!

Instinctually/psychologically: Feeling the need to wrap up villains like a spider does with bugs in its web(feeling the need to liquify and drink their insides(these motherfuckers love smoothies)). Loving shiny objects(noir with the rubic cube lol). Spiders do little mating dances and ITS SO CUTE! Spider people should get to do little wiggles to express different emotions! Some spiders also make little chirping sounds to talk to each other or when hunting, so I think spider people should be able to do that. And be able to purr!(more like a cat not just like a spider, cause it’s more versatile and spider people are largely still mammals) Yes that means they like to cuddle. But on the darker side we get aggressiveness and solitude. Like some spiders actively hate any member of their own species, and get territorial. But some do live in colonies(cough cough spider society). I also think many spider people make little web hammocks or little web nests as a comfort/safety thing.

Physiologically: AMAB spiders being smaller than AFAB spiders. Most female spiders are much larger than their male counterparts, so big buff spider ladies! Sensitive eyesight(Miguel looking at your emo ass) with proficiency in green and ultraviolet lights. So they might need to wear sunglasses. This would also go with a vibration sensitivity, like feeling a fly caught in your web. Some spiders are really hairy, like tarantulas! So it stands to reason some spider people might have a lot of body hair or even dense hair that forms spikes(miguel) and can fling those spikes like tarantulas do. Looking more internally, spiders have blue blood due to oxygen attaching to copper instead of iron like it does in humans! So you could totally have spider people with blue/purple/darker colored blood! Spiders don’t have bones either. They got a hard exoskeleton, but you break that and they just kinda squish. So you could definitely change spider peoples’ bone density and what the bones are made out of. Cartilage would be an interesting one. Or you could go straight for chitin, which is also similar to what fingernails and hair is made out of, and is what some exoskeletons are made out of. Spiders also don’t have eyelids, so that could be fun to play around with. Most of you already know, spiders can’t thermoregulate, but they can hibernate, which is definitely something you could explore and have fun with with angst. Oh! And some female spiders can make pheromones to ‘control’ males.(Jessica) I am also always a sucker for mouth body horror, so split jaws and oral pedipalps are very lovely to me!

Let me know if I missed anything else! Also you should add your own freaky spider things to the post, I love seeing fresh ideas on these sorts of things. But ultimately, feel free to cherry pick through this if you want to use any of these, not all of this will work or make sense for every spider!

Alright, I do have more underneath the cut, but it is officially a minors DNI area. We are getting into some frisky stuff below the cut!

Once again, a lot of this will vary based on the spider and spider person you’re talking about so feel free to squint your way through things and cherry pick if you want to use any of this.

With most spiders the males are smaller and submissive compared to the females. So afab spider people are more likely to be dominant in bed whereas amab spider people are more likely to be submissive. Some spiders even eat their mates after sex, so maybe some afab spider people get a little hungry after sex and enjoy biting their partners. If you wanna get freaky, have one actually try to eat someone.(hey Alexa, play Maneater)Whereas amab spider people might have some sex anxiety due to an instinct of getting eaten after sex. On the flip side maybe they like to get bitten? Some male spiders rlly want to be eaten actually, which could translate to masochism, but I could very much see that turning into anxiety and an impending sense of doom after sex. So like aftercare is probably very important(?). Either way biting would be involved. Some male spiders will even do little dances or give their female partners back rubs before sex(which is so cute and silly), so do with that information what you will. We are ignoring male penis detachment cause that is a lot even for me. But with that said, male spiders, in my opinion and if you know anything about how certain spiders have sex, should be really good at oral. To help this theory, Peter Parker 616 is not only canonically freaky but also fantastic at oral. Another one, purring. Some spiders purr during and before sex to attract a mate(it’s different than cat purring) but because spider people are largerly mammals I think they still purr when content(like a cat) and during sex but it’s two different types of purrs. Finally, back to the pheromones, those are mostly used by female spiders for sexual purposes on males, which could be translated over to spider people in a couple of different ways. But either way you go, feel free to interpret all the spidery behaviors however you see fit!

[dogsrot]

ASHES OF APPARITIONS’ STAR FENRIR MICHAELSEN INTERVIEW : speaking on the new season coming out october 20th, new additions to the cast, and his own experiences being a newfound actor thrown into a now huge franchise after its release date in the early 2000s.

[maximura]

[deepbluexocean]

Reponse to prompt one Content warning: emotional abuse

Ocean felt most a peace in, well, the ocean (or more specifically, in water of any kind). There was just something about it that helped Ocean shut everything else out of his mind, everything plaguing his thoughts, everything destroying him from within. The problem was when the very thing that kept shattering you over and over again was in the water too.

Lying on his back in the water, the waves gentle today, Ocean had his eyes closed against the sun when a voice came to shatter his tranquility: "I don't even know why you like this so much," the voice sneered, and it was a voice Ocean knew well, a voice he heard in his head every day since they met. At first it had been in a good way, or at least it had felt like that to Ocean; at first that voice had filled him with a sense of burgeoning love. He wondered when it changed, when that voice started to make him anxious, when it started to make him sad, when it started to scare him. Please just go away, Ocean thought desperately. This was his time; this was the one place he had left to feel free. But naturally he couldn't even let Ocean have that. There were two sharp finger snaps in his ear, and Aaron said, his voice full of frustration, "Ocean, are you even listening to me?"

Ocean willed himself not to sigh as he finally opened his eyes; he knew that Aaron hated that, hated when Ocean was exasperated or angry or upset or sad. Around Aaron, Ocean always had to be agreeable and happy. Moving to tread water rather than lying on his back, Ocean looked at Aaron and apologized, "I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you. My ears were in the water." Aaron looked dubious, and Ocean knew he needed to smooth this over. "Come on, I'm sorry, babe. I really didn't hear you; you know I'd never ignore you." He tread closer to Aaron, resting his hand on the man's shoulder before pulling him into a hug, nuzzling into his neck. "You know I could never," he reiterated, hoping Aaron would believe him or else the consequences would be...well, not peaceful, that was for sure. "I don't know what I'd do without you," he added softly, kissing Aaron's neck.

For a moment, Ocean thought Aaron was going to reciprocate the feeling when he replied, "Me either." Ocean leaned back to meet his boyfriend's eyes, and he hoped he didn't look too shocked or disappointed when Aaron added, "I don't know what you'd do without me either." Aaron smirked, and Ocean knew that he hadn't been able to hide the hurt on his face. He couldn't hide much from his boyfriend, had stopped even trying for the most part; it wasn't worth it when Aaron inevitably found out. "Oh come on, don't be such a baby," Aaron taunted him. "You're always so sensitive, Ocean. You shouldn't even have a name like that anyway. Oceans are so vast and interesting, full of depth and mystery. You're more like a puddle. There's not much beneath the surface, is there?"

Aaron was always saying these things to Ocean - it was not the first time he had called him a puddle - and usually he could grin and bear it. But today Ocean felt his heart crack a little bit more; everyday with Aaron, it cracked a little bit more. Turning away from his boyfriend so he wouldn't see him cry, Ocean looked out at the horizon, troubled by what he saw. "I think a storm is coming in," he stated, and it was true. "I thought it was supposed to be nice today."

"Well obviously you were wrong," Aaron snapped. "Why did you bring me here when the weather was going to be bad?" He sounded angry, and Ocean knew he'd pay for this later.

"It wasn't supposed to even rain," Ocean countered quietly, watching the sudden storm roll in; it had come out of nowhere. And all at once, it was upon them. "We need to get out of here!" Ocean shouted, turning to swim back to shore, and he saw that Aaron was already there walking to the car, his back to Ocean as he struggled against the sudden violent waves. Over and over they crashed over Ocean, and he knew he could swim even in weather like this. But the riptide kept dragging him under, Ocean's energy ebbing away with each wave, and finally it pulled him under and wouldn't let go.

All at once, Ocean broke through the surface of the water, gasping for breath, only to find that he wasn't in the ocean anymore: he was in the bathtub in Aaron's house. Outside the storm raged, the house dark as the power went out, and Ocean climbed out of the tub. What the hell was happening? How had he gotten here? And where was Aaron? The last question was answered for him as the half-open bathroom door creaked open the rest of the way, Aaron standing there now. "Ocean, what the hell is wrong with you? You're dripping water everywhere!" he sneered, and Ocean looked down to see that Aaron was right. "You're so fucking hopeless," he added, shaking his head.

"I'm so sorry, Aaron!" Ocean pleaded, grabbing a towel from a nearby rack. Aaron turned to walk away, and Ocean implored, "Please, I'm sorry! I'll clean it up!"

"You fucking better," Aaron retorted, a warning tone to his voice, but he never turned back to face Ocean. After drying himself off, Ocean did his best to dry the floor as well even though his only towel was saturated with water now. This wouldn't be enough, and Ocean knew Aaron wouldn't be pleased, so he left the towel on the sink and headed out into the hallway to find the linen closet. Only when he walked out into the hall, he found that the layout of Aaron's house wasn't what he remembered; there were just endless hallways and intersections and turns, closed doors everywhere he could see. So Ocean picked a direction and kept walking, hoping desperately that he could find some spare towels. Ocean kept walking, taking random turns and trying random doors, but all of them were locked, and he saw nothing that looked like it could be a linen closet. "Ocean!" Aaron suddenly shouted from behind him, and Ocean turned to face his boyfriend. "You're still making a huge fucking mess!" Ocean looked down and saw he was dripping water everywhere now; he was soaked again.

"I'm sorry, Aaron," Ocean apologized meekly. "I just need to find some towels." He turned and ran down the hall, hoping to find the linen closet so desperately that he was crying now. He couldn't let Aaron see this; he got so angry when Ocean cried. "Please please please please please," Ocean silently pleaded, but as he turned another corner, he saw Aaron standing there, startling him, and he looked furious. "I'm sorry, Aaron, I'm trying," Ocean said, unable to hide his tears.

"You're always trying," Aaron snarled, "and you're always sorry. Well here's a thought: stop doing things to apologize for. Fuck, can't you do anything right?" Ocean couldn't speak, backing up against the wall, and Aaron shook his head disdainfully. "You're pathetic," he said, and what made it worse is that there was no malice in his voice; it was like Aaron was just stating a fact. "Just get out of my house," he ordered, and when Ocean didn't move, he shouted, "Get the fuck out of my house!" And then Ocean ran.

He had no idea where he was going, but Ocean knew he needed to get out or else Aaron would be even angrier. He ran down halls, took random turns, tried different doors, but Ocean was in a maze. He felt stuck, trapped, like he would never get out, and as he thought that, one of the doors he ran by swung open to reveal Aaron. "You are trapped," he said, his voice full of mirth; this was funny to him. "And you'll never get out," Aaron added. "You'll always be here." And he was right. Ocean would never escape; he was always in this house, and he always would be.

So Ocean just fell to his knees, totally defeated. Why did he even bother trying to do anything right, anything good, anything worthwhile? That wasn't who he was inside. "Just tell me what I need to do to fix this," Ocean implored Aaron sadly.

Laughing softly, clearly amused by his pain, Aaron walked toward Ocean and ran his fingers through his hair, and then he tugged on it, pulling Ocean's head back. Kneeling down, he whispered in Ocean's ear, "There's nothing you can do. You should know better than anyone that you can't fix a broken thing." And then he touched his hand to Ocean's heart.

Eyes snapping open, Ocean sat up in bed, panting, tears in his eyes. That dream had felt so real, and while he had had dreams like that one before, this one had seemed...different. It had been so vivid, like Aaron had been whispering the most terrible things he thought about Ocean - and that Ocean thought about himself now too - in his ear. Stop crying, Ocean told himself, wiping his tears away and grabbing the glass of water from his nightstand, gulping it down. He went downstairs a moment later and got another glass, swallowing that down too.

After he had filled his glass for a second time, Ocean went back to bed, but as he lie there, all he could think about was that dream. You'll always be in that house, Ocean thought. There really was no escape.