I am once again deep in my 'I need someone to dom me and I don't have enough of a filter to not talk about in on the internet rn' feels.
(watch that filter reappear in like an hour and me deleting this post again like I did the last couple times)
but just
this intense ache for some gentle (but firm - if that makes sense?) guidance and accountability from someone I trust and that I look up to
for praise (and praise and praise) and punishment if need be
the Want to please and do my very best to be a good girl for them
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The most relationship ever
(credit to @thesungod for the idea, always out there with the best inspo LMAO)
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Danny moved to Gotham.
Freakshow is touring in Gotham.
Freakshow knows Danny is in Gotham.
Danny knows Freakshow is still after him.
Danny's faith in heroes has been shattered.
Danny turns to the only person powerful enough to run Freakshow out of town, hopefully for good.
Danny turns to the Joker for help.
The Joker is looking for a new punching bag sidekick after Harley Quinn left him.
Danny is just the perfect person to be shaped by the Joker's hands.
Danny becomes the new Joker Junior.
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The submas brainworm is only getting stronger, so I have drafted a whole-ass comic for a new AU idea! One where Chandelure gets to take center stage and become the main character she was always meant to be~
The gist of the AU is that Chandelure has a ghostly soul-bond with Ingo, which essentially means that his soul is under her protection and he sorta registers as a ghost to other pokemon. Basically protects him from other ghosts trying to put their sticky paws on her trainer and also gives the two of them a bit of an empathetic connection. Not quite telepathy, but able to transmit complex feelings and lets them check how badly they're hurt.
Naturally, this means that when Giratina (who was honestly just trying to play around. They were given the tedious task of just opening rifts and looking through all those peep holes made them curious. So when they saw a soul that had a beautiful ghost bond, they became fascinated) snags Ingo and drags him through, Chandelure immediately feels when Giratina's power accidentally tries to overwhelm Ingo's soul and she absolutely loses her shit. Through psychically screaming and using her protective aura to try and bash Giratina, the distortion god acts like a dog that's done something they shouldn't and tries to hide the evidence of their messing around (Ingo getting fucked up via soul and getting not too gently dropped off a mountain).
I have more ideas, especially relating to how Emmet is taking his brother's ace losing her mind and how her actions affect the investigation, but if I keep going down these tracks I'm going to end up with another 90k WIP fic like i did with Naruto. (Though if people wanna see the AU written out...👀... I could absolutely be convinced. I'm very weak...)
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full moon full life
I'm getting the feeling that p3 reload may be viewing the nighttime in a more brighter..colorful light compared to its original counterpart from the new osts. I think I appreciate that sort of new approach they're having
+added one more drawing!
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See now that I have my tattoo I understand why nobody gets just one. First, it looks lonely out here on my otherwise blank leg. Second, perhaps even more important, is that I spent years looking up anecdotes of how much it hurts and trying to prepare myself and now I've done it and it's just. Huh! Yep that hurt. No I didn't really mind. And now I know what's possible.
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No I CANT stop making connections between everything, between real life and silly little video games and books and god and philosophy and everything. Yes it's a pepe silva red string board but it is not despair or paranoia, it is borne out of elation and love and joy and /hunger/ for this unnameable, unknowable, inexorable thing that even the absolute emotional extremes of the human soul can only begin to approach, can only be a pale shadowy imitation of.
And it's just! How could I stop that? Why would I ever stop that? There is so much wrong with me and my brain and everything of my existence, this is the one thing I am infinitely grateful for, that this heart and connection, that these come so easily to me, that amongst the tangled threads of my mind these connections click, and the simplest things are only ever a small step away from the deepest profundities.
"It's all connected" not as a paranoid accusation, but as a cry of joy and elation!
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