#sory for yapping

[ballzofsteele]

i should post here more often but i jst cant

[lotro-quest-objectives]

Yap about your Original Character

(Optional) Put them in a little outfit

[clownakai]

I think. I'm normal about the fact that Scotch's last act was one of both love and extreme violence. It was the only way out he could feasibly see, the only way to ensure his loved ones would be safe and the mission uncompromised, and in the grand scheme of things he'd always been the less valuable agent anyway. And so he pulled the trigger and killed himself and Zero reached his body when it was still warm and I think in retrospect the blood on Rei's hands and cheek felt a little bit like love (gets shot)

[cmentarek]

the famous "Migawka" WIP word doc

Hello, hi, good evening. If youre following me for some time now you might know that for a year now ive been trying to write a book about my characters that i draw often. I gave up about 9 months ago due to school, stress and my graduation. During that time my idea for the whole story changed and my interests have shifted- and if not my pure curiosity a few days ago, the whole 40-something word doc I wrote would never be seen by anyone besides me.

While writing my newest project I opened my word doc just to see how I used to write a few years back and I realized that, well, its not as bad as I made it out to be. I was so terrified to share it even with my friends, and now i know there was nothing to be so afraid of. I think some parts of the story are worth sharing since its a insight into my ocs' universe. Unfortunately, the whole doc is in polish only. So ill just switch to writing in polish.

Obecnie chcę, aby mój projekt "Migawki' był znowu o czymś trochę innym- nie żałuję pisania tych czterdziestu stron, bo nauczyło mnie to, że chyba jednak wolę mieszać pisanie ze sztuką. Mój nowy pomysł pewnie ukaże się w formie komiksu, bloga, czegokolwiek, co ma w sobie rysunek. Nie chcę jednak, aby to, co zrobiłem, poszło do kosza. Uciąłem więc około. 20 stron, poukładałem te najlepsze i najbardziej personalne, a tutaj jest słynny word doc, który na potrzeby tumblr musiałem przeformatować w google doc:

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1K4X3tAHqPfnpM99h3cEjnW_QAdpFHMuI8b6su0_NiEc/edit?usp=sharing

Zanim jednak ktokolwiek go dotknie, chcę trochę zaprezentować lore postaci, o których w ogóle pisałem.

Bianka, Antek i Gabriel byli moimi oczkami w głowie przez cały rok 2023. Historia miała wtedy opierać się na Gabrysiu, który był fotografem, ale takim zagubionym i żyjącym ciągle wydarzeniami z przeszłości, że w końcu nauczył się manipulować czasem. W word docu są dwa rozdziały poświęcone właśnie temu, miały to w ogóle być dwa pierwsze rozdziały całej powieści. W końcu dropnąłem ten pomysł i uznałem, że chyba nie chcę bawić się w nadprzyrodzone zjawiska- a najwyżej nie w tym projekcie(hehe). Nie będę jednak rozpisywać się nad fabułą bo z perspektywy czasu jest to zwykłe coming of age story z smaczkiem polskich bloków i szarej jesieni. Zalinkuje za to tablice na pintereście so you get the vibe

https://pl.pinterest.com/meooooooooowwwww/~/

Za to rozdział z imprezy, który pojawia się na samym początku word docu, nawiązuje do tego rysunku z marca 2023!

fuckass drawing ale przez ten rysunek chociaż pamiętam, kiedy napisałem ten rozdział. Jest to chyba w ogóle pierwszy rozdział jaki kiedykolwiek napisałem.

Reszta rozdziałów to jakieś urywki, krótkie sceny, które chyba mają sens bez tłumaczenia. Daję je tam, aby mogły zaprezentować nastrój całego projektu. A najwyżej to, co starałem się osiągnąć poprzez pisanie ich. Pojawiają się w nich takie postacie jak Helena i Nastka, czyli;

Również w moich poprzednich postów. Moje bibunie.

Następnym razem kiedy będę wstawiać cokolwiek związanego z tymi postaciami, będą one w projekcie pod inną nazwą. Nie wiem jeszcze jaką, w sumie lubię tą, ale chcę oddzielić je od tego co napisałem w trzeciej klasie liceum. Nie zostawię tej historii tak o, bo jest ona dla mnie ważna i mam nadzieję, że poprzez wstawienie tych 20 stron przełamię się, aby częściej wstawiać rzeczy, które nie są tylko rysunkami. No i mam nadzieję, że komuś się to spodoba. Peace!<3

[brujc]

This is the OG draft (the fully done one is here) of an AU concept that randomly popped up in my head, in which..

Teru is the eldest son of the Minamoto household, a renowned noble family whose fortune comes from maritime trades with kingdoms across the seas. Despite its field of expertise, it has always kept it's three children as far as possible from the ocean, as, according to ancient tales, it is home to many dangerous supernatural creatures. Most people shrug these tales off, but for some reason, the Minamoto family has always been very superstitious, going as far as to forbid Teru,Kou and Tiara from even approaching the dock.

As time went on, though, restrictions loosened up on the younger siblings while they got tighter for Teru, something to do with a mark on the back of his neck and fangs only he lacked.

As the eldest and heir of the family, Teru had always been very busy with family affairs, most responsabilites falling onto him as both his parents were often away on business trips. Tiara was too young to help and Kou had his own other things to do, school, and a habit of sneaking out on long, secret adventures with his friends Teru sometimes envied but wouldn't take from him for anything in the world.

Deep down, despite his family's warnings, he had wanted to go to the sea, travel out of the country and discover freedom for himself, his initially small desire growing stronger as restrictions were put on him. Even deeper, he had been fascinated by the tales of deep sea he's heard, those of a world so different from his, with creatures he couldn't imagine to be as bad as he was told and so many possibilities... But he couldn't be a bad example to his siblings and eventually put them in danger by acting reckless towards the potential menace, so he shoved these down, down, down.

He was twelve when his parents started to be more and more absent, leaving so much behind to handle. In a lulling tone, his mother had said something about how much potential he had, about how good he would do, praised him with the most adoring smile, then threw him cold and hard into business. He was sixteen, and as work started to pile up, as duty became heavier and heavier, threatening to fall onto his own younger brother, he decided force any hint of the desire down for good, burying it deep underneath polite smiles, layers of silk, rows and rows of meetings to attend in his calendar. He was eighteen and tired of fake smiles and strangers' praises, of parties and the too organized neighbourhood of a city he never really left, of the weight the very name he forged himself throughout the years forced onto his shoulders. Everything had started to blur and mix and become dull to him. He yearned for strong feelings, for memorable people, for experiences, for anything that would bring him out of his repetitive and tiring routine, out his loneliness, out of the bubble that isolated him from the simplicity he craved, anything that would burn the thick cotton that watered down everything to the point he sometimes asked himself why he was alive for. But he did know that, though.

His brother's smile was enough for him to bury himself into work. The mere thought of him talking to friends made his loneliness more bearable. Knowing that he and Tiara were able to sneak past the residence's silver gates and act however they wanted in the lively part of the city without people recognizing them every step they took was enough for him to shake another hand, agree to another dance, show one more of his charming smiles. He knew that as long as he could keep his siblings away from the heavy, unforgiving duty, as long as he could eat freshly baked snacks while listening to rambles about wild adventures at midnight and wake up from his naps with hair full of cute accessories, he could endure everything.

He's nineteen, when for the first time, his family breaks its own rules. He's nineteen when he discovers that the sea smells slightly salty, when he can finally listen to the sound of waves he had once dreamed of hearing. He's nineteen when his parents storm home out of breath in the middle of the night, wake Kou and Tiara up and tell Teru to pack his things as fast as possible, then ,in a tone furthest from calm, that they're catching a ship to leave before sun rises.

Teru doesn't get to appreciate the streets he's always wanted to explore or his first time on an actual ship, uneasiness and panic taking out any excitation he would've had otherwise. The ship is already pretty far from a dock he never got to visit when he turns to take a look back, only to see his city, his home, burning in bright flames. It is an attack. It must've been quite an urgence for his parents to leave by sea. He wonders how Kou would react to that, having many friends amongst the inhabitants. He's quietly glad he had fallen asleep.

After a while, the initial shock waters down and finally leaves some space for excitement. Now that they left, he would be free, right? He's already imagining the things he would do with Kou and Tiara, maybe even his parents? The aftermath of what he supposed was an attack on the entire city, the family's headquarters, would be hell, sure, but Teru still hopes, confident that a life full of open doors was finally approaching him, that his biggest dream was coming true.

However, the Minamotos' escape isn't successful, far from it.

The ship's well in the ocean when Teru's mom gets stabbed by one of the passengers, a spy from the city's attackers. They were after the Minamoto family. Blood drips down the ship, and the second it arrives into the ocean, something appears. It is the very thing Teru had been told to fear and never thought he'd see, a huge, terrifying, beautiful sea creature. The blue sky turns dark in an instant, its calm sunlight replaced by harsh and loud lightning. He's frozen in place, paranormally mesmerized, as the creature pierces the ship and grabs his mother. He feels his heartbeat on his heating neck and doesn't even realize as he takes slow and absent-minded steps towards the danger. His father is preparing a rescue boat when he's pushed aside by an agitated Kou he realizes is being caught by a tentacle originally aimed at him. This is what finally snaps him out of his stasis. He sprints on the flooding ship, trying to find anything that would let him free his brother. When he calls for help, nobody answers : the crew had long since fainted and Teru was pretty sure they weren't even aware of what was happening, that they wouldn't ever.

When he finds a relic sword in the cabinet, he dashes towards the creature and wills his untrained body to attack the tentacle holding Kou captive. The mark on the back of his neck burns, but he's surprisingly able to cut through it, small lightning sparks going off the tip of the sword. As soon as his brother gets back down, he tells him to find Tiara and run for the rescue boat as he heads towards his mother to free her.

The sea creature catches him, though, and as it does, his neck starts burning so much his whole body is unable to do anything to resist. He sees his mother being drained of her life and slowly dying on another tentacle.

One look exchanged with his father is enough for him to turn away from Teru and get the boat activated. Kou's bleeding and yelling at his father to go back to his brother and Tiara is crying. It makes Teru's heart ache but he doesn't think he'll ever escape, so he tosses the sword he found to Kou, in hopes it could help him defend the boat if another accident happened on their way back. He's never obtained freedom in the end, but he hoped that at least, his siblings would live on and remember him as a cool older brother...

The water is painted deep red as the creature kills off dozens of ignorant and unconscious crew members. When his mother's turn arrives, he shuts his eyes down and drowns the sound out in the loud storm. He could almost feel peaceful were he in any other circumstances, the ocean oddly soothing to him despite the tumult made by the furious rain and agitated waves. Dying here wouldn't be the worst.

But it doesn't end here for him yet. By some miracle, the creature seems to forget him, perhaps satisfied with the bloodbath it had already made, or maybe because it has taken interest in something else. It harshly drops Teru into the sea before morphing into a wave dangerously headed towards his father's struggling rescue boat...Too much of his energy had been drained out of him, though, so he doesn't have the strength to do anything about it, simply wishing harder than he's ever wished that what attracted the creature wasn't his brother's blood, or if it was, that the passengers of the boat would survive.

His layers and layers of clothes weight him down and his body feels electrocuted, nearly shutting down. His neck hurts. His eyelids are heavy. It takes him the rest of his energy and all his will to swim to the nearest board he can find before passing out.

In a dreamlike state, not even half awake, he feels himself getting pulled underwater. A delicate hand touches the back of his neck, sharp teeth bite down at its side. A strange melody coats his entire being. He thinks he's never heard something so beautiful. Wasn't he supposed to be underwater? He sees -or hallucinates - what could only be an angel. Deep, dark eyes bear into his, silky indigo locks floating around and lightly grazing his face as a smile nothing short of angelic sweetly reveals reddened fangs. When lightning strikes, its pupils glow aquamarine, unnatural and disturbing yet so mesmerizing.

The creature's beauty is simply otherworldly, breathtaking to the point it seems eerie, almost unreal. Its melodious voice swallows Teru whole, his energy slowly getting drained off him. He feels himself getting pushed against the current and he thinks he's never been more at peace than in the gentle and icy hold of the beautiful creature.

Teru wakes up to a mouth stuck onto his and damp hands pressing into his chest. He coughs hard and immediately sits up, gasping for air. After a while, his breathing calms down and he finally takes in his surroundings.

He's on a deserted beach of a seemingly foreign land with, sitting besides him, a stranger looking just as foreign. His brown hair nears red under the faint light passing through heavy clouds, his peculiar copper eyes and turquoise pupils are adorned with heavy bags, and his face looks as if it is locked in a perpetually tired expression. Teru finds him oddly attractive.

He notices that the stranger's catching his breath. His clothes are wet as well. He wonders if he had swam to him and taken him all the way back to the beach. He wonders if that's why there are a few scales on his forearm, just below his shirt's rolled up sleeves.

The stranger speaks some incomprehensible sentences in a harsh tone. Teru thinks his voice sounds nice. He doesn't have a single clue of what he's saying though. At Teru's complete lack of response, the stranger seems to get lost in his thoughts for a while, before sighing and spitting out "Aoi Akane" while pointing at himself. Teru introduces himself as well, while also adding the name of the kingdom he comes from. When he hears it, Akane's eyes widen a bit, then he switches to a language Teru understands (although coated in a very strong accent) to gawkily ask him how he got there.

Teru explains that his ship was attacked by a sea creature, then that he needs to go back to his kingdom. He thinks of his siblings and his mother. A headache crawls up to him. He doesn't want to think about it now.

The stranger's eyes widen more than they already had.

"You know about these..?"

Teru is surprised that he believes him, tales of sea creatures only a rumor to be shrugged off by most as far as he knows.

He's about to say more when he feels himself loosing his energy. For how long had he been unconscious? He passes out again and feels icy cold gloved hands catching him.

After that, Akane takes Teru back to his unfamiliar home where he seemingly lives alone, and Teru gets to rest for quite a long time, weirdly exhausted . A strange mark that had appeared on his wrist, near scars that took the shape of a bite seems to continually drain him from his energy. While resting, Teru mulls over the events on the ship. He remembers the creature and aversion slowly grows inside himself towards them, as he recalls his mother's helpless face, his father's panic, his brother's bleeding shoulder and his sister's tears. He has the urge to go back already, to make sure his siblings are alive (he refuses to entertain the thought they are dead), to be there for them during surely difficult times. He makes it his goal to find them again,

Akane is apparently pretty busy. Or not. He always stays home and doesn't talk to him at all except to feed him. Only goes out on rare trips from which he comes back drenched and annoyed. At home, he stays up all night at his desk, piling up books and documents and what seem like research papers, constantly tormented and tired. Teru wonders if he even sleeps. At some point, though, he AND IT ENDS HERE FOR THE OG DRAFT :D

Go check out the full concept >:)

[sotc]

IT'S JOEVER.

I BEAT ORIGINS. my heart is so full and i have so many feelings but ahhh I loved it SOOO MUCHHHH!!! Honestly surprised with how quickly I attached to my Warden and her story, all the companions are SO SO great. 10/10 best dragon age game by far.

I really enjoyed leaving Milana and Alistair to very much caring for each other after everything was said and done despite the unrequited romance. 😭💗 My heart is so full about those two being such such good friends. And I especially love that Morrigan and her became so close like sisters in the end too. Live well, my friend. Live gloriously. BABY GIRL I LOVE YOUUUUU. Special kiss to the wind for SHALE. Honestly the best person Milana loves to be snarky with fr. lol. NOW ONTO ZEVANA....

Just before the big battle with the Archdemon and I was exploring a few options and I personally headcanon it's a combination of these two scenes that Milana and Zevran share. Milana worried to put him in danger of the Archdemon only for him to tease and insist to come with her before she relents/agrees and finally admits that she loves him. There's something so profound in him not saying it back and yet equally so with Milana saying it to him. She doesn't even need to hear it back in this moment. She knows what he feels mirrors her own; he would choose to be by her side at the end in a shared suicide mission than not at all. That alone is her courage, her strength, her resolve. And Zevran knows it love despite himself but how fucking painful and scary is it to hear those three words in the face of uncertain death? When the last time he heard those three words from Rinna he had damned her and himself? To recognize once more his heart has been touched so irrevocably? He may be grateful fate has brought them together but the circumstances of it all are so, so cruel. Fate is a tricky whore!!!!! What a lovely and incredibly intimate character moment for the both of them. Ugh <33

... BUT ANYWAYS THEN THEY BOTH LIVED YAYYY!!!

MY FUCKIN BABIESSSSSS. SOBS. JUST-- RUN AND JUMPS INTO THAT MANS ARMS AND SMORCHES TF OUT OF HIMMMM. If only to slap his shoulder and roll her eyes when he teases her at the end there LOL. Sooooo... now to play Awakening and all the other dlcs I have yet to do? :)

[haecunt]

Hai its me lore anon and today we need lore

When did u start liking nct and chenle and wtv and when did u get the twink curse

hi lorw anon!!!!!!! so basically my older sister was a kpop fan ever since i was a lil kid .. more specifically a sm stan, so i basically grew up listening 2 her sonfs and blah blah blah and she introduced me to nct :3 i wasnt really the biggest nct fan back then but little me liked their songs Yay !!!! i basically watched every unit debut except for wayv cus in 2018-2021 i got into this big nct hate phase for some reason??? then sticker got released...and i hated it...and then i listened 2 it for a while ....and i was Like Oh okay this is lowk a banger ...and then woody jaehyun selca.....and then queerbaiting...and then haechan and i was like Okay yeah theyre cool and now im unfortunately stuck in neocity. the twink curse is because i am a twink and i like twinks.. yhats it. also i dont really know how i started liking chenle???? my favs used 2 be jaehyun and ten .. i think its the twink curse yeah

[eyeballplanets]

tv show writers will literally create a compelling character with an emotive and ideological contrast with the rest of his ensemble cast and stumble into racialized coding with his methods and decision making and because they don't have the confidence to actually explore how a black man in an alien city in a distant galaxy who displays a deep empathy toward the people he encounters and yet has to stifle this in the name of carrying out the mission because as a lieutenant he has to be the good soldier he has to follow every rule and reg he can't even step an inch out of line or even let his subordinates do so because any failure of the team is reflected onto him, this twenty five year old man who gave up the chance to see his ailing grandparents who raised him to scrape into an unprecedented exploration mission. and yet his middle aged white insubordinate jerk major commanding officer can break every rule and every regulation and carry out these abject acts of cruelty and suffer no long term consequences even from the civilian authorities because Incidentally people respect and trust him. and all the white scientists mark him off as this mean bully even though he literally reads comics and knows the schematics of weapons and technology down to the specific technical units of measurements just because he's a fit man of color and so he's in this constant place of not being taken seriously by the white military authorities and being taken too seriously by the white civilians. so he instead walks this line of being perfectly charming and accepting with everyone even as they continually micro or macroaggress him. he gets a little snippy and everyone's like 'whoa why are you so angry' even though he's literally just a twenty five black man raised by his aging grandparents who left his planet to explore a myraids old city in another galaxy of course he's a little stressed. he literally just feels like a real black guy in his twenties but the writers are toos cared to commit to that so he's just conspicuously absent where family and identity plots are concerened. he was in one season and he's just gone during about half of them and the ones for which he's present he puts so much in his performance because it's all the screen time he gets. you could explore him in so many directions but nobody cares because white nerds don't give a fuck about a complex black man. and then they suddenly decide to write him off and make him this angry monstrous man who's of course addicted to some kind of substance even though the actor literally didn't want to go. writers of stargate atlantis you're gonna have to fight me if we ever cross paths. rainbow sun francks the world wasn't ready for the sci fi character you were playing.

[peanutalergy]

i love tumblr ive never felt more at home

[yellow-computer-mouse]

Mb😓 least favourite cookies in crk??

Sorry lololl

ouwhh uhhhh idk , , i done't reely like purple yam or milk .. this is guna get us killed but i done't reely get the hipe arownd red velvet either 😔 idk

[clownakai]

You ever get really into making a little essay about a character's trauma. For archival purposes

[fizkid]

i think im in a really good place w my art style rn. ive fallen out of love with my own artstyle a while ago now and started taking it in a new direction earlier this year and ive really been liking this resuls. i sat down and drew full bodies of characters i like today (one of them mitsuri ofc) and its like. wow. i did that. i find myself actuallly admiring my art more, even if its been days since i finished it (i usually just. never look at it again??). i love the way i color, i llove the way i draw faces, i love the way i draw bodies. i love my art.

[martitheevans]

writers of tv shows need to have the phrase 'we show not tell when it comes to their love' taken away from them when talking about their gay couples

[seneon]

what ur in a band ?? giggle

YESSS I AM

[ohmydais]

Werk is my life 💔💅

[luxbub]

The tags are killing me

cousin bonding 🥰