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[sudsyv2]

Been seeing so many amazing demon/ghost!ghost and regular soap and OFMG, beautiful. It’s incredible. I could stare at pieces for 5 hours at a time. (favorite ones of mine are pieces by @/s3rrrpentine on twt)

And now I have random ideas of where demon ghost purposely messes with soap during a meeting. To test his ‘follower’. You know, wrapping cold writhing black tentacles around soaps waist. Maybe some even wiggling over and around soaps chest. Just barely grazing soaps skin. It would cause soaps breath to hitch. Every damn time. It drove soap mad and it turned ghost on. (💀) Normally, soap wasn’t this sensitive. But after a couple of….previous rounds with the demon, soap was left shuddering under the sudden touch. Ghosts deep chuckle reverberated in soaps mind, leaving him shivering from how freezing cold ghosts ‘limbs’ were. If soap wasn’t in a meeting he’d assume he was about to take part in shitty tentacle hentai.

(The next part is a little graphic)

God now I’m thinking about those symbrock fics, with venom playing with Eddie in public. It all happens under Eddie’s clothes of course, and I can see that with demon ghost and soap. Soap struggling so hard when talking to a store clerk, feeling a tentacle lazily push in and out of him. “Johnny. Focus.” A deep voice speaks to him in his thoughts. Soap knew that voice. It was the bastard who was currently messing with him, in public. And also a demon. The one haunting him, ghost. Well he liked to call him ghost, the demon never said his name.

Though when we’re details like that ever important?

“Go fuck yourself.” Soap snapped under his breath, glaring at the tiled ground. But he was answered with a sharp thrust. This time something a bit bigger than the first ‘intruders.’ (Sorry calling tentacles by the term intruders is so fucking funny to me) Soap almost teared up at the uncomfortable burning stretch he felt. “Speak nicer to me.” Ghost responded. If soap could see his face, he knew that jerk would be smiling right now. And if he could? He’d kick that jerks ass.

“Is something the matter sir?” The clerk asked, it wasn’t hard to tell that they were concerned. Who wouldn’t be though? A weird customer flushed pink, shaking, and muttering under their breath. Not to mention, as soon as the customer walked up to the counter, it got cold. Strange. The store was set at a comfortable temperature. The clerk wasn’t even under a vent.

“A-aye! Aye. everything’s fine.” Soap eyes shifted back up to the clerk, god this was embarassing. “…alright then. Will this be all?” The clerk questioned. Placing each item into bags with practiced precision. “Uhm, ay-hng!” Soap was cut off, rude, by a cold tentacle tugging at his hair. The clerk looked at soap. Almost in a judgmental way. (Looking like 🤨) “Sorry- I’m sorry- aye that’ll be all. Please. Thanks.” He quickly paid for his stuff, grabbed his bags, and made a run towards the doors.

I got carried away with that

Anyways, my love for monsters and monster fuckrs showed up pretty strong in this, sorry about that 💀

[tenderwatches]

sometimes you need dialogue tags and don't want to use the same four

[foolfortune]

[quietwingsinthesky]

im a fucking sucker for the “character gets so badly injured that they can’t think clearly and start calling for help in a distressingly vulnerable way.” characters who start using nicknames for their friends they haven’t used since they were kids. characters who start begging for their brother they haven’t seen in years to be there. characters who would usually use their parents’ names or call them mother/father/etc crying out mama when they go down. u understand.

[marcusbrutus]

the worst part about ocd and ocd-like tendencies is that you think hyper-analyzing your thoughts and constantly psychoanalyzing yourself will fix you but that's actually part of the disorder. it's the disorder. disordering.

[overcaffeinated-aro]

ok not to be that guy but like. labor rights and working class rights can coexist with 24h services and late amenities. its certainly hard to do so without worker exploitation in this political and social environment, it’s not a conflict likely to resolve overnight. but 24h services are important and especially valuable to those of us that are disabled or are on a different circadian rhythm. in fact more professional, health, and government services should be available or at least possible to work on asynchronously (if applicable) during late or odd hours, while workers also get sufficient pay for their labor and proper consistent scheduling. this would be much easier on the workers with night schedules if the entire professional world didn’t grind to a halt at 5pmEST

[noamglompsky]

ERASE the plot of the whole series from your minds. they’re living a calm regular life and have their own jayviks to obsess over.

[limeshade]

In 2017, American film researchers recovered “Something Good – Negro Kiss,” a short film depicting a playful kiss between a Black couple which had not seen the light of day for more than a century. A long-forgotten artifact from the earliest years of American film, the sweet, humanizing vignette, produced by the Selig Polyscope Company, makes a startling contrast to the overwhelmingly racist and blackface-ridden contempory portrayals of African Americans. Four years later in 2021, archivists in Norway, halfway across the world, identified a sister short in their collections—an extended alternate cut which reveals more of Chicago stage performers Gertie Brown and Saint Suttle’s vaudeville-like routine, a theatrical, hot-and-cold romantic dynamic between two lovers which parodies the popular and controversial short “The Kiss” (1896). Both films, which had previously been lost, were known from entries in old motion picture catalogs but had been assumed to be era-typical, anti-Black “race films” until their rediscovery in the 21st century. Together with its more famous sibling, which has since been inducted into the Library of Congress’ National Film Registry, this alternate version of “Something Good” represents the first-known instance of Black intimacy ever captured on-screen.

SOMETHING GOOD [Alternate Version] (1898) Directed by William Selig

[snekky-arts]

Look Up

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I don't usually dabble in realism - but this was a gift for someone very meaningful in my life. And some things just deserve to be painted as they are.

[gawki]

Fanciest Feast

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Expertise can't help you here.

[matimatti]

The vigilante dating world is, perhaps, a bit too small

[glitter-stained]

Random goon: Hey boss, were you the one to pick that name as an alias? And why this one?

Red Hood : I used to have another name, before... A long time ago. But that person is dead now. I get to choose for myself now, they can't take that from me. I won't let them.

Goon: Huh.

***

Random Goon: Say boss, why do you never take off your shirt in front of us?

Red Hood: Well uh, I actually have that really fucked scar on my chest and I'm not comfortable with...

Random Goon: Don't worry boss, we get it, you don't have to explain yourself to us.

***

Red Hood, high on some toxin: God, I wish my family...

Random Goon (on boss-sitting duty): why not try reaching out to them?

Red Hood: They would never accept me as I am now... They wouldn't agree with my so-called "life choices". Besides, they don't miss me, they miss the person they think I used to be... I wasn't even a man when I last saw them.

Random Goon: Damn boss, that sucks.

***

And then the goons throw the Red Hood a party on trans visibility day and Jason is so confused he straight up cries.

[orlissa]

I'm sick of internet negativity, so let's combat it: reblog this and saying something nice/pay a compliment to the prev in the tags.