#still needs work though

[onebadnoodle]

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[hinata-boke]

trick or treat

[phoenixcatch7]

Dp x dc twin au where Danny and Damian were in fact conjoined/siamese twins, but the most dangerous type - one head, two bodies.

Their early removal from talia being because their shape would not have allowed for natural birth, they were written off but talia begged for the chance to send them off in the lazarus pit.

By some bizarre miracle, before she turned to leave, two small bodies bobbed to the surface - identical in every way, except for the eyes. The previous blue eyes now split in two, one left, one right, and the new eyes, pit created, a bright green.

She took her child, her two children, and together, they survived.

Being removed prematurely, their early years were tough, but soon they blossomed into promising heirs for the league. In sync with every step, the closest of brothers, the league was certain the old fairy tale of twins being telepathic had been granted by the pit that separated them, the remnants of being born as one mind, one brain, one skull.

But then Danny had to flee, and leave his other half behind. Stretched by distance for the first time, the bond grew thin and stretched, and Damian grieved his brother as dead. When he started being sent on public missions, he hid his distinctive heterochromia, choosing the green in memory of the pit that had given him and his brother life.

Danny, hiding his pit aura in the ocean's worth that was Amity park, took to blue, the colour that he and Damian were born with.

Damian moves to Gotham, and continues to mourn his brother as dead, right until one day when he is twelve, when he learns what the death of your other half truly feels like.

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Their reunion is a thing of family legend. Violence runs hot in both bloodlines, ghosts are highly emotional and prone to fighting a the drop of a hat for bonding, playing, testing, every reason under the green sun. Their training and play often consisted of friendly spars, competitive spars, furious spars, venting spars. Both have been exposed to unhealthy amounts of ecto since before their birth.

There is a long, long minute of staring, before they rip themselves away and lunge at each other like wolves.

The bat family are horrified by their brutally efficient youngest suddenly barreling towards a clone (?) and trying to claw his throat open with his bare hands while openly sobbing.

It ends with them wrapped around each other crying into the others shoulder as their minds finally meet again and relax from the painful stretch for the first time in years.

But nobody else has any idea what to do.

[uncanny-tranny]

The interesting thing about medically transitioning is how you might just be treated with the wrong framework.

When I get my hormone levels checked, for instance, they check it against the wrong type of person, so everything is flagged. Did you know that testosterone encourages hemoglobin production? Well, my hemoglobin is perfectly in line with male levels, but my levels are checked for the wrong endocrine system. Before I realized this, I was really confused as to why my hemoglobin was two grams over the range given, and was confused as to why that happened, and worried about if I should be worried about that. But it was a normal consequence of my testosterone levels, which are also flagged though they are well-within the range that is typical for my age and health categories.

The way we treat and measure for trans people and trans patients will affect the treatment and education they receive. There are ways in which hormones especially can influence how one's body operates, and with that in mind, you also have to change the way you interact with a trans person. With my testosterone levels, if you were to measure them against the incorrect endocrine system, you would fail to treat me in reality - that being the way my body has changed and maintained homeostasis since being on T.

[lucky-fy]

For the Laicion nation (aka, me and three other people)

I had this illustration commissioned (a big thank you to @lunehowls) for my werewolf AU Laicion fic (still a WIP).

The general pitch is as follows :

AU in which Laios never got to meet his sister again, putting his life on a whole other path, a more desperate one. A military deserter with barely a coin to his name, Laios hitches a ride on a boat to one of the elven continents, where he learns about magical tattoos that binds one’s soul to a wolf’s, effectively making them artificial werewolves. Illegal magic be damned, this feels like the answer to… everything.

In the process, he learns about the existence of an illegal fighting ring in one of the elven cities, where beastmen gladiators gather. Freshly tattooed and without anywhere else to go to, Laios decides to head there, where he meets Lycion, an elf and artificial werewolf gladiator. If they first bond over a simple shared meal, by spending time together (sharing the same room in the barracks, maybe the same bed? gasp) they find that they have a lot in common, notably a shared distaste for the body they were born in, a dysphoria partially remedied by becoming a werewolf.

They bond :)

[omaano]

If you're still taking those polyam sketch prompts...D2 for Cody/Obi-Wan/Rex?

Obi-Wan deserves a pair of handsome space heaters for the cold Tatooine nights :3 nap piles for everyone! Thanks for asking (and for adjusting the requested pose so that I can keep drawing different poses)❤️

Polyamorous/platonic poses for sketching

[heartorbit]

the star you've longed for

[sualne]

(wip) a comic about a haircut im procrastinating

[kelocitta]

In honor of the @rw-ship-showdown I wanted to write about Artihunter as someone who jokingly slapped them together pre-downpour and still thinks they are actually very compelling. Just not in the super soft love wins kinda way (Although I get why people like that more) And the only way I know how to do that is talking too much so heres a far too long slug essay-

Obviously the slugcats don't offer a ton of characterization but theres not nothing to work with. Their stories, whether by their roles in it or the overarching themes do provide a backbone to work with. Even gameplay itself can provide a bit. (for some more than others) Hunter, to me, is ultimately a story about selflessness. The goal is to revive Moon, which is very much an act of kindness from both Hunter and NSH. But the weight of that action is much more significant for Hunter- Hunter is deeply sick. They're on the clock, and for all their skill in combat none of that will ultimately help them to survive longer than their body can hold out. Moon is a close friend of NSH but that means little Hunter- Hunter really gets next to nothing out of helping them, and ultimately pays quiet a bit spending their limited time alive fighting to deliver that neuron so that someone else can live.

To spend ones limited days on helping another, in a game that very much stresses the unwavering cruelty of the world and nature- is pretty notable. (And you could even say that Hunter being the Hardmode of Rain World adds another layer to this)

And then we have Artificer. A storyline that very much stands out to people as more… villainous (so to speak) than the other slugcats. Artificer's story covers a lot of things. Trauma, violence, revenge, etc. Revenge is a bit of a selfish desire- That need to see someone hurt as they have hurt you. A punishment that ultimately does not fix whatever harm was done- but feels good to see because you were hurt and now those responsible share that pain.

Artificer's actions are founded in that need for revenge, their pups killed for overstepping boundaries they didn't know existed. Is it not fair for them to be angry at that, to punish the scavengers for their violence with their own? Why should the scavengers ever be forgiven when they and their pups were not? And that's how you get that loop- Harm for harm over and over.

The original action has been lost in a spiral of violence for violence. And here stands Artificer- their very spirit scarred. Not just because they sought revenge, but because they never ceased trying to scratch that itch for violence as an answer. Artificer only has two paths for their story- killing the scavenger king (Someone who, really, has little to do with the original 'crime' of the scavengers, but represents an important individual to them- as did the slugpups to Artificer), locking themselves as karma one for good and spending the rest of their life chasing creatures that no longer even fight back in a warped sense of closure- or to dissolve themselves in the acids of the void sea because they're too far gone to find any real peace.

They can't meaningfully recover from that state, not alone, twisting in on themselves. Even if they halt their actions, they've been using violence as a feeble defense against their own pain- violence that no longer has any real direction or basis. Artificer gets no real closure from killing the scavenger king. All they can do is continue the cycle, or try to scrub it away. No real peace in a prison of their own making. So you have a creature, who even with a strict timer on their life- a body that will crumble to disease, spends its last bit of time on saving another. And another who was so caught up in the pain of loss that were eaten alive by their own anger, poisoned their own soul on such a deep level even self-proclaimed gods have no solution for them. What peace can they offer each other? For Hunter, its only a fleeting moment of happiness- of selfish love, before their own body fails them. A bit of indulgence in something for themself. For Artificer, its a single, comforting thread to ground them again, something tangible to protect and care about again. But thats a thread that will ultimately be snapped under the cruel indifference of the world. Hunters timer will tick down regardless of if it takes another with it. Its a tragedy- its doomed to end badly. Whatever good it offers to either of them to find each other will only provide the fleeting comfort of a band-aid that will be ripped away too early. But all that can be worth indulging in anyway, if only for the moment. It doesn't change the ending, but the ending was never going to be happy. Its can so yuri

[icewindandboringhorror]

I know this is just a silly bad quality random screencap of a screencap that I found on facebook lol, BUT it's a succinct enough image to easily describe the concept in a quick/accessible way hopefully :

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(and of course, feel free to elaborate in tags, etc.! (especially elaborating about other senses as well.. can you "hear" in your mind just as well as you can "see"? taste? etc.) It's an interesting topic to me, as someone who's like a 4.5 at MOST lol. I'm curious what option will be the most common :0c )

[kazutora-kurokawa]

Kakucho x Weak!Reader

♡ SFW + NSFW, fem reader, reader has multiple unnamed diseases, reader gets tired easily, reader takes meds, Kakucho is a gentleman (per usual), oral->fem and male receiving, soft sex, masturbation ♡

note: requested by @1dkneo 🩵

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SFW

🩷 Helps you keep track of all the medicine you take, he has a cute little chart on the wall of your bedroom to remind you

🩷 Sets your doctor appointments and puts reminders on your phone's calendar

🩷 Carries you on his back when you're too weak to walk

🩷 Cooks and cleans when you don't feel like it, he's the perfect little househusband

🩷 Drops everything he's doing to let you nap on his chest

🩷 Will literally bathe, dress, and feed you if you ask (put a ring on his finger already 🙄)

NSFW

🩷 Eats you out for hours on end, your pleasure is his pleasure (and he's lowkey greedy)

🩷 Never asks you for head because he doesn't want to inconvenience you, but if you offer then he's down for it

🩷 Takes his time when he fucks you because he wants to memorize the way you feel around his dick

🩷 Extra gentle with you and showers you with praise, you'll never go a day without hearing him call you beautiful, or gorgeous, or perfect

🩷 Respects your boundaries because he was raised right, if you're not in the mood then he'll go in he bathroom and take care of it on his own (he'll obviously be thinking of you the whole time, probably scrolling through pictures of you too)

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Taglist

@arlerts-angel @i-literally-cant-with-this @trevengersprincess @giugiette @katkusuo @happy-trenchcoated-impala @drunkcheesecake @darkstarlight82 @reiners-milkbiddies

[bigkickguy]

fear and hunger meme doodle! I want to see Karin be mean to the rest of the cast too! :,)

[blithesharem]

There are days that they don’t talk about, in which Satan comes to Lucifer’s door.

Lucifer can never predict when these days will come, but he has learned there are some indications. When Satan’s temper gets shorter with his brothers, or his pallor more pale from too many sleepless nights up reading by candlelight. When he grows sullen before he gets angry, lashing out erratically as if frustrated in how he fits in his own skin.

A soft rap occasionally will announce his entry, but more often than not, Lucifer will simply glance up from his paperwork to find he is there. Satan prefers to keep his distance, even then, curling up on a corner loveseat or at a side table with a book he’s pulled from the shelves in Lucifer’s office.

Sometimes, even rarer still, he will sit on the floor beside the desk, and gently rest his temple on Lucifer’s knee. This is the signal that Lucifer is permitted to touch him, and he will place his hand on Satan’s head, at times daring the slightest caress with his thumb. Even then, they are silent, Lucifer taking care to scratch out a note or two to keep up the façade of paperwork.

Lucifer has learned to leave him be. His first attempts at conversation during his visits sent Satan into a hissing fit, storming back out before he’d even settled in. So now, they just sit in a comfortable silence, each working away until Lucifer looks up to find Satan has vanished once more.

‘He really is a cat,’ Lucifer has found himself thinking with an amount of affection that surprises even him. A feral cat, for sure, one that is not sure yet how to ask for comfort and kindness; who doesn’t quite trust that an extended hand won’t turn into a slap. And like a cat, Lucifer has learned to let Satan come to him.

[dogerbooger]

Random Hermit doodles, mainly from those I’ve watched the povs of so far

[worstloki]

// Fortesa Latifi, The Truth About Grief //

[toskarin]

Hottest woman in Nikke: Goddess of Victory, wish more gacha games gave us women in armor with big guns

nikke is really funny to me because it's one of the few things where I can accurately and confidently say I was filtered. so many good designs (given that I like uniforms, you can imagine why I'd appreciate a lot of the designs) but a selective aversion to live2d jiggle physics is an insurmountable skill issue

anyway I've gotta disagree, because even though I'm not the kind of pervert nikke is marketed to, I'm still a pretty horrible lesbian, and I like yulha