#or even the days afterwards

[geaibleu89]

I guess you can post darker stuff on here as long as you put a mature warning on it so I'll give that another try

Post under the cut, tw for blood, gore, graphic depiction of gunshot wounds, implied violence

Doing some darker themed/generally NSFW art for this month, and this is one of the pieces I feel like posting for now 🤷🏻‍♂️

(crossposted to Pillowfort and Pixiv)

[bulldagger-bait]

I've always been curious to know this about the people around me. Most people have been in severe pain, but in my experience few have had what they would say is their 10/10 experience. I guess it's just something I find fascinating, as I had my 10/10 experience quite young and I sometimes forget that not everyone has. In my opinion it changes your relationship with pain and how you engage with it afterwards. If you answered yes, feel free to elaborate on your circumstances in the tags!

(reblog for a bigger sample size etc)

[inkskinned]

as we enter the start of a semester and the dreaded Hour of Making Friends us upon us... if ur ever at a loss for what to say in one of those weird social situations where you only vaguely-know people, one of my favorite questions to ask is "what is your favorite food crime." a food crime is like the food combination that you love that other people find revolting. press them to take it further than pineapple on pizza, that's rote. food crimes is a good topic that has many benefits as it turns out all people are degenerates and also it will give you some cool ideas to try out later in the privacy of your own degenerate kitchen

the other good thing to ask is "okay but has anyone here ever been someplace haunted" bc it turns out if you ask most people directly they don't believe in ghosts, but many people are like "oh yeah i lived in a haunted house. ghosts aren't real tho"

[konigsblog]

I don't know about you guys, but I take pictures and send videos to people in my sleep. 💤

I'm thinking that König messages his significant other at four in the morning, sending you messages while he's dreaming away and you're resting your head beside him. You'll wake up to the notifications, reading the weirdest messages through your sleepy, exhausted haze while König snores peacefully, blissfully unaware of his actions and confusing words.

And it'll be the most bizarre messages. You'll question him in the morning and he can rarely explain himself for the random messages he sends, sometimes talking about the strangest things that make zero sense.

I think he'd send you a couple messages while having a wet dream as well... 👀

[corpusdiem-seizethedead]

Charlie: Angel is smiling, did something happen?

Angel: What? I can’t smile just ‘cause I feel like it?

Husk: Valentino tripped and fell in the parking lot.

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

potato is love, potato is life- local hell woman gives potato to her angelic future wife

Charlie: “I don’t think I should be allowed to interact with women ever again.”

Husk: “Is this about Vaggie giggling over a fucking potato earlier-”

Charlie: “OH IT’S ABOUT THE POTATO ALL RIGHT! WHY THE FUCK DOES THE PHRASE ‘apple of my eye’ EVEN EXIST IN THE SAME UNIVERSE WHERE ‘earth apple’ IS ANOTHER WORD FOR POTATO??? WHY DO PEOPLE CALL THE STUPID SPROUTY THINGS ON POTATOES ‘eyes’????? CREATION IS STUPID! IT DOESN’T MAKE SENSE!!”

Husk: “Did you fucking give her the potato.”

Charlie: (slumping) “I was trying to be romantic-!”

Husk: “Did you call HER your potato.”

Charlie: “THE POTATO OF MY HEART! The tuber of my root sprout!”

Husk: “Oh fuck. Shit, that’s. That’s terrible. You really shouldn’t fucking talk to women anymore.”

Charlie: (sobbing) “I WAS TRYING!!! TO BE SWEET!!!!!”

Angel Dust: “-hey gays m’kay, real fucked up question for ya both but- anyone know why Vag G-string is makin’ soppy doe eyes at an uncooked tater tot?”

Husk: “It’s because she’s almost as much of fucking fail loser as her girlfriend, is why.”

Charlie: (sniffs) “She. You think she likes it…?”

Angel Dust: “Charlie chip, she’s starin’ at the damn thing like it’s her first born child.”

Charlie: “Oh…”

Charlie: “…”

Charlie: “Unholy shit…. I am so GOOD with women-”

Husk: “No. No you’re fucking not. It’s just her.”

Charlie: “Well she’s the only one who counts so that’s perfect!”

Angel Dust: “Oh please don’ tell me you gave her the potato-”

Charlie: “BE RIGHT BACK IM GONNA GO GET HER ANOTHER ONE!!!”

Husk: “NO-!”

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

thinking about bathing with Foul Legacy.

the rain starts when you're out on a walk, romping around the hills and mountains of Liyue, in small, unnoticeable droplets. they escalate slowly into a drizzle, then suddenly become a downpour. Foul Legacy yelps in surprise, scooping you into his arms and sprinting through the storm, boots splashing in puddles and muddy water. by the time he reaches your little home, tucked away in the city, you're both soaked to the bone and shivering. Legacy hisses in displeasure, lightly shaking out his fur- but not too much. it makes a mess for you. he follows you curiously upstairs to the bathroom, curling up on the floor and hooking his claws over the edge of the tub as you turn on the water, a trill slipping from his throat.

a sigh of relief escapes you when you slip into the warm water, your chilled bones humming in satisfaction. Legacy looks between you and the water and back again, and with a small laugh you beckon him closer. his wings flutter as he perks up and gingerly steps into the tub, tucking his body close to yours. you scrub his hair with shampoo, the bubbles floating on the surface and making him sneeze as he purrs and nuzzles into your scratching fingers, doing the same for you with gentle claws. Legacy can't help but splash around the tub a little bit, happily rolling over in the water as it slides off his armor and nudging you gently with his head. with a towel and extra suds you scrub and wash him off, getting rid of any traces of mud on the chitin, his hands are careful and soft as he repays the favor against your delicate skin. to have you so close to him makes him rumble quietly, steadily, and Legacy buries his face into the back of your neck, careful not to jab you with his horns as you warm and relax, together.

the bathwater is almost cold by the time you work up the desire to drag yourself out, almost immediately collapsing into bed and snuggling right back against a slightly damp, very content Foul Legacy.

[razberrypuck]

qcharlie and qfoolish's conversation on the way to the club fucking got me dude. like foolish flat out shutting down charlie's attempts at flirting, and having a genuine heart-to-heart with him as a result. foolish, the person who is notoriously bad at dealing with grieving people, actually getting to charlie and comforting him, and right off the heels of roier saying charlie was meant to be alone. saying that I think you and mariana CAN make it work, actually. charlie talking about how he just feels numb, and how he wishes it felt like there was a hole in his heart, so he knew he could at least try to fix it with SOMETHING. foolish encouraging him to start taking little steps to "get his groove back." I think charlie needed that.

[notmoreflippingelves]

[scholliski]

when I’m crying over an essay I have due then I remember that it’s actually Kevin Day history major college student coded and suddenly everything’s fine again

[quasi-normalcy]

Do you ever just become overwhelmingly cognizant of the existence of evil in the world?

Like, not as a cute, devil-emoji 😈 i'm-so-naughty-i-steal-chocolate-cake-and-do-weird-sex-acts thing, nor still as a melodramatic, comic-bookish, high-absorptivity-black-fabric, soon-my-death-ray-will-destroy-Metropolis thing, but like.

Actual Evil, as a force that is real and immanent in the world.

Just pointless cruelty inflicted pointlessly by one human being upon another because they've forgotten how to be kind. Just entire systems and machinery of state and ideology brought to bear on the problem of annihilating human lives and maximizing human suffering so that small men can feel powerful. Just humans who have through trauma or conditioning or propaganda shut off their ability to see other humans as fundamentally like them.

Anyways, I joke on here a lot. I get angry on here a lot. They're both just scabs to hide my horror and my despair at the condition of humanity.

Your regularly scheduled programming will return shortly.

[satans-knitwear]

I went out (looking fabulous) for lunch with baby belle and the bestie yesterday!

A lovely day!! I also found an old print of a £10 note in the pocket of the red mac I got for £7 from the charity shop! Lucky!!

[total-drama-brainrot]

TD World Tour AU, where Noah doesn't tell Owen that Alejandro is an eel in London... In Area 51, Noah is accidentally splashed with an alien truth potion (which wears off after a few days) and he talks to Owen... Owen asks Noah what he truly thinks about Alejandro, and Truth-Potion Affected Noah says this: "I have mixed feelings for Alejandro. He's a brilliant, interesting guy and I like him, but I don't trust him. He's like a slippery eel dipped in grease, swimming in motor oil. Basically, Heather with social skills. Wait a minute, why am I telling you this?!"... What if Alejandro secretly heard Noah call him all those conflicting things + Alejandro also learns that Noah is affected with an alien truth potion? 👽

Alright, you got me. I'm an absolute sucker for truth potion plots, especially when the character(s) effected by them are usually either pathological liars or incredibly secretive- of which Noah absolutely falls into the second category, given he shares so little personal information.

I'll gloss over why Noah declined to shit-talk Alejandro in London (though there's so many ways this change in behaviour could be justified) since the focal point of this hypothetical centred around their time in Nevada, so let's start from the beginning of the Area 51 challenge.

Area 51:

Before we start, it'll have to be established that no one was eliminated in London. Let's say that the majority vote went towards Duncan (team CIRRRRH voted him out immediately because they found his re-admission to the competition unfair, I guess. I imagine he'd also vote himself, if not as a plan to escape the competition he'd been actively skiving from, then just as an act of spite) but Chris instead claimed it was a rewards challenge- much like he does in Greece- because he doesn't want to let Duncan slip away again so soon.

I see no reason to alter the first part of the challenge- the sneaking into Area 51 portion- since team CIRRRRH's course of entry is fairly straightforward. Noah's presence doesn't make much of a difference to how it would play out; the majority of them throw their rocks and run, Owen gets lasered over the fence and Owen-napped, ect ect.

When both teams have managed to make their way into the Black Box Warehouse, Noah immediately suggests they should prioritise rescuing Owen. Tyler's quick to agree, since he's a firm believer in the "no man left behind" mentality (and he probably makes a not-so-subtle jab towards Noah for his chance of tune compared to London, where both he and Owen did leave Tyler behind) leaving Duncan and Alejandro to split from the group- Duncan in search of Gwen, and Alejandro just takes the opportunity to finally be free from his 'incompetent teammates' and prioritises finding an artifact.

Noah and Tyler come across the contraption Owen's trapped in, Tyler punches it in a futile effort to break it open, and the face hugger cube drops into Noah's hands. This is where the point of divergence comes into play; Tyler has his E.T. moment with one of the face huggers, but Noah- who's a tad bit more observant than Alejandro, and used to dodging surprise attacks from his various older siblings (and Izzy)- anticipates his own face hugger attack and promptly starts a game of cat-and-mouse with a taser alien hot on his heels.

The commotion of which attracts the rest of his team. Alejandro and Duncan arrive on the scene to see Tyler being electrocuted by an alien and Noah running in circles evading another.

Duncan attempts to rip the face hugger from Tyler's face, finding success at the cost of sending Tyler trampling into Owen's captive contraption (essentially taking Alejandro's canonical place in this scene) and inadvertently freeing Owen.

Meanwhile, Alejandro swipes up the nearest box he can find and snags the alien chasing Noah, who's still very loudly panicking as he flees, and succeeds! The alien is swiftly captured into the box, netting team CIRRRRH their artifact, and Noah promptly goes careening into the nearest tower of junk in his face hugger-fuelled hysteria. This causes another box to topple from the peak of the tower, landing directly on Noah's head and spilling its contents onto the bookworm- glass vials filled with a mysterious, luminescent cobalt blue liquid shatter into pieces drenching Noah in whatever they contained. (i.e. truth potion.)

Owen has his false-amnesia moment, characterised by his Joker makeover, and Alejandro enacts his revenge post-hypnotic suggestion after being addressed as "Al" one too many times.

Noah, understandably, swiftly objects to Owen's treatment and demands that Alejandro snap him out of it. Alejandro concedes, and Owen's brought back to himself. At least, for a moment, before the fatigue of having his mind messed with sends Owen into near-catatonia (the same as canon), meaning he has to be ferried through the Warehouse and back to the Jet by Alejandro and Duncan.

Things carry on canonically from there; Noah's just sort of there for the most part, though there'd be a minor hint to his newfound proclivity for honesty. Something along the lines of him giving an uncharacteristically honest answer to Owen as to who he's voting- Tyler, of course, since he was the one who ultimately threw the challenge for them... and also because Tyler still holds some resentment towards Noah for what happened in London, and Noah feels guilty about it every time he looks at the jock. Wait, why did he say that?

Sometime between this and the elimination scene, Noah wipes the truth-goop off of himself, but not before the effects have already started.

Tyler's voted out, yada yada yada.

The Jet:

Thus begins the start of "Picnic at Hanging Dork". Team CIRRRRH, consisting of just Alejandro, Duncan, Owen and Noah, are slumming it up in the Economy Cabin. Alejandro tries to rally his team by asking how to break apart Courtney and Heather's tentative co-operation. Owen suggests having Alejandro seduce Heather, since it worked for both Bridgette and Leshawna. Duncan makes his "Babe Olympics" comment. Noah pipes up that playing with someone's feelings is pretty scummy, even for someone competing for a million dollars.

Alejandro takes Noah's reluctance towards his methodology poorly; he hadn't spoken up before, when Alejandro had utilized the same strategy against other girls- and even Owen noticed that, so surely Noah did too- so why was he to outwardly against him using the same tricks? Duncan agrees, and offers ''his'' idea of having Alejandro flirt with Courtney to throw both her and Heather off their games (since Heather has an obvious crush on Alejandro), and things follow canon.

Then, the scene between Alejandro and Courtney happens. Noah scoffs at the display from the side lines, prompting Owen to ask him why he's so against Alejandro's plan.

"I mean, you never said anything before, when he flirted with Bridgette and Leshawna." Owen comments, light-hearted in nature but with an underlying questioning tone.

Noah's eyes flicker with a cobalt glow, easily mistaken for a trick of the light, and he speaks without even thinking.

"Yeah, because I was trying to give him the benefit of the doubt. Bridgette was happenstance, and Leshawna's whole deal could've been a coincidence, or some massive misunderstanding. But this?" Noah extends an accusing hand out towards a smug looking Alejandro, then pans it over to a flattered Courtney, "He's outright toying with Courtney's feelings after she was cheated on in front of an international audience. It's scummy."

Owen nods in understanding, momentary contemplation evident in the pouted curve of his lips, and he chimes in.

"Does that mean you don't like Al?"

"I never said that."

"Well, how do you feel about him, then?"

Again, a flash of blue light against the hickory backdrop of Noah's eyes, and he responds thoughtlessly.

"I guess I have mixed feelings about him. On the one hand, he's slippery, like an eel dipped in grease, swimming in motor oil. He's like if you took all of the worst aspects of Heather, wrapped them up in a pretty package, and gave them social skills..." He holds his hands out before him in a scale-like manner, with the left tipped downwards and tie right raised by his chin. Then, the two hands swap positions.

"And on the other hand, he's brilliant. I've never met anyone as talented as Alejandro; he's smart, he's athletic, he's funny. It's almost unfair just how perfect everything about him is- even his face is perfect. It's ridiculous! Infuriating, even. It's so hard to dislike him, even when I know he's bad news, but that doesn't mean I trust him."

Owen stands slack jawed beside his best friend, both impressed and stunned at the raw honesty of Noah's tirade. Noah, now a little more aware of himself, realises that he's said more than he intended to- more than he thinks he's ever spoken in one go throughout the entirety of Total Drama. He's not usually one for speeches, after all, let alone honest ones.

He's always been the type to play his cards close to his chest, so why...?

"I, uh, didn't mean to go off like that."

And he also didn't mean to admit it, either. What was going on?

The look Owen gives him is, in a word, vivid. The blonde has a shit-eating grin stretching across his face, a sort of elated smugness practically glowing from his features.

"Sounds like someone has a cruuuush!~"

What? No? No! Not at all, where would Owen even get that idea?!

Noah splutters to correct Owen's assumption (to disastrous results, because he does sort-of has a crush on Alejandro, so the truth potion doesn't allow him to outright deny it), and in his preoccupied state he misses how a calculating pair of sage green eyes never seems to stray from him.

Alejandro has a lot to think about in regards to a certain cynic, it seems.

[lady-harrowhark]

went to the emergency dentist today after 5 days of excruciating pain and they couldn’t find anything wrong other than that there’s an obvious spot of irritation, so he said it looks like either something cut me there or there was a bone spur that worked its way out. i asked what to do for the pain and was told to call back next friday if it’s not better “since it’s just achy and [i] can push through”. when i asked how i was meant to sleep or eat in the meantime given that tylenol+ibuprofen+orajel+ice wasn’t helping, he didn’t have any suggestions other than “alternating” tylenol and ibuprofen (i.e., taking less medication than i have been).

so the takeaway here is that if you are a woman with a naturally bubbly and smiley disposition, doctors will ignore the words coming out of your mouth because you don’t “look like you’re in pain.”

[shannonsketches]

Actually I need to talk about this real quick re chatting with Tiny about Vegeta: In the manga he's just generally reserved and observant, and his more Loud Villainous Behavior is an extreme reaction to feeling threatened by something Specific, but Toei writes him like he's threatened by everything.

Like, his behavior in the android saga reflects how he was panicking on Earth when Goku wouldn't just die, which makes sense! Dude was a highly successful imperial lord now getting slow-roasted in peaceful earth customs for a year after being revived by mistake, then he's told he's the first one to die in an attack three years from now, then he's told he's gonna be a father in half that time, and then finds out that future kid is his future kid and he came back in time to make sure Goku didn't die, because that's the life that's going to make a difference!!

kicking biting scratching clawing snapping growling and putting in overtime to make sure everyone, especially himself, understands that he Does Not Care About These People and regain some kind of control over his life/self is pretty normal in abused abducted scared stressed people. Which is exactly what happened when Goku came back in the Buu saga. Vegeta realized he had 24 hours (and one (1) fight) to validate all of the time he's spent working his ass off between that very first retreat and now, and he gets desperate and spirals overthinking about how he's not who he was anymore.

Goku has to tell him to his face that he knows he cares about his family when he's trying to do what he did in the android saga, back when nobody knew him well enough to call him a liar. But that's the great and infuriating thing about Goku in the manga, he lacks all sense of formality and shares Honest Observations with his Whole Chest, so Vegeta knows if Goku points something out, it's the truth (which is also why it was such a big deal that he lied to Krillin in Super but I digress!!), which is what makes him resign to that truth (Which is also visited again in Super, that Vegeta is not who he used to be. The difference is that, by then, he's smiling when he says it).

Anyway this is me once again being old man yell at clouds about how Vegeta is done SO dirty throughout the anime old and new, and it kneecaps so much of his character arc, and why the other characters want him around at all, much less for over a decade (because !! he's NOT a dick all the time, turns out!! He's clever and grounded and highly controlled and extremely competent most of the time!! Even ROSHI points out Vegeta's Majin behavior isn't like him. Which is how he survived the Freeza Force for thirty goddamn years, Toei. I can't beLIEVE you would cut out the casual water cooler banter between Geets and Freeza while Goku's sitting there bleeding out what's wrONG with you that is the funniest part of the movie askldjas)

[definitelynotafurinasimp]

Started genshin again, and oh my god. Mualani is so cute and precious its almost not even funny anymore.

Might write smth for her after my exams

Also my dumb brain cant help but read her name as mulaney... so that mental Image is fun...

John mualani? Ok. shut up, henry.