#trying to learn how to draw spooky...

[joanjehanne]

i'll figure out a monster john design so help me god

[feath-r-hopper]

its just a quick procedure! find happiness through surgery!

[art]

Creator Spotlight: GDBee Art (@prinnay)

Geneva Bowers is inspired by the wonders of the natural world around us, and enjoys manipulating colors to create art full of mood and feelings.

Check out our interview with Geneva below!

How did you get started with art? Did you originally have a background in art?

I’m going to say yes because that’s all I’ve known how to do. It started because I wanted to draw better horses than my sister, and it just spiraled from there. People started asking me to draw things because they saw me drawing horses. I was like, well, I can draw things that aren’t horses, and then it was just kind of all I did. 

Have you ever had an art block? If so, how did you overcome it?

I have one right now! Honestly, with time, and I also collect art books; I think I have a couple hundred. If I really want to draw something, then I just flip through those and try to steal some ideas.

Which three famous artists (dead or alive) would you invite to your dinner party?

I mean, of course Van Gogh…I’m really inspired by Impressionism and Post-Impressionism, so I would invite Van Gogh, Monet, and Julie Dillon to a dinner party.

Have you ever wanted to dive into another medium before?

Yeah, actually, I currently am! I’m trying to do more traditional painting. I used to do a lot of acrylics, but I haven’t done it in years, and now I’m kind of bad at it. I’m trying to get into actual impressionistic art with oils and oil pastels. I’m like failing, but you know, you get there. Just fail until it looks presentable. 

If there is one thing you want your audience to remember about your work, what would it be?

I guess it’s more of a feeling. I create art because I’m inspired by things around me, like certain video games. For example, I have been inspired by a Japanese RPG called Chrono Cross on PlayStation 1. They make me feel a certain type of inspiration to create something, so that’s kind of like what I’m hoping to leave behind. 

Have any of your projects surprised you with their outcome?

Yeah! I did this Weapon Faerie series where I took three prompts: a weapon, a winged insect, and an herb, which I combined to make different characters. So, a faerie with a spiked club or a butterfly faerie with a katana. I made 13 of those, and they kind of took off! I wasn’t expecting that at all.

What is the hardest part of your process?

My whole art style is coloring, like the way it’s colored… but I hate the coloring process, haha. I like doing the color combos, but I don’t like the blending and shading. That takes like one-trillion years. It’s the part where I’m most likely to give up. You know how art kind of looks ugly before it looks good? I’m trying to trust that process. 

What do you wish you knew when you started creating art that you know now?

I guess one big thing would be knowing how to use lights and darks. When I do color, it is definitely colorful, but when you switch it to black and white, you see that everything’s the same tone of gray. I’ve learned that if you just use some brighter colors and some darker shades, you create a bigger impact in the end. So, now, when I paint something digital, I make it black and white for a moment to see where all the hues are, and if something is weirdly dark or not dark enough, I can change it.

Who on Tumblr inspires you and why?

Oh, @feefal definitely inspires me. She does a lot of spooky art.

[xxacidnekoxx]

it makes me so mad how much t-boys are infantilized and this whole time I guess that is one of those things I've been trying to learn to cope with in my art. I think I have reached a point where I am like... yeah.. that is just like.. the way things are.. I guess.. even if I became the biggest muscular man of all time or if I was a spooky scary guy people are still gonna talk to me like I'm a baby when they learn I'm a transgender man ... SIGHH.. but I actually was looking through my art and I really did feel a truly deep sense of love for myself and really confident now. I am really fucking cool, I have a lot of gender dysphoria so sad. everytime I start reminding myself I'm a man I'm a man I'm a man I'm a man and looking at pictures of sephiroth or something I cool off a lot and just feel comfortable with how much I crave to draw a rainbow angel fairy cat thing and what I cant control what I look like in real life... or my voice my voice gives me a lot of gender dysphoria but I keep thinking about like... vocaloid len and it makes me feel so much better

[undercoveravenger]

Rising Tides

Pairing: Siren!Finnick Odair x Male!Reader

Requested: Yes

Request: “Siren finnick odair trying to enchant the reader with his song and beautiful muscles but can’t get it. Take the story whatever direction you want”

A/N: Happy Spooky Month! This is post #2 of my Spooky Month writing event - #3 will be launching on Tuesday, October 17th. Hope you enjoy!

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Throughout Finnick’s years he’d seen the other sirens of his pod pick off humans with ease, using their stunning looks and alluring voices to draw their prey below the inky waves of the sea. The human’s mistake dooming them to be torn apart by the pod, sirens ripping and tearing the human apart until the wisps of blood in the water is all that remains of them.

He’d doubted he would have any issues when his turn for the Hunt arose- he’d grown up knowing he was beautiful, with fins and scales the same cool seafoam color as his eyes and hair that shone almost golden. He had learned how to be charming, to play coy, and to use his looks to draw people in. He hadn’t learned how to deal with someone like you.

Finnick had known you would be his prey as soon as he saw you, a sharp pain seizing in his chest when he saw you walking along the seaside edge of your district, picking at bits of seaglass and shells absently as you meandered along the sand. He’d been transfixed by the way the sinking sun made your skin glow, the soft look in your eyes as you looked out over the waves reminding him a bit of himself and his family. 

He hadn’t been quick enough to sing for you that day, too distracted by you to remember how to string notes and words and melodies together before you wandered back up the beach and into town, but he had plenty of other chances. Apparently you were no stranger to the beach, making it a nightly habit to stroll down the sand, watching over the waves and examining the small treasures brought up by the current. Sometimes you were joined by one or two others, but Finnick could never really bring himself to pay them any mind, fixated on you the same way he always was.

He’d tried to sing for you on one of the evenings that you wandered the beach alone, voice echoing quietly over the low rush of the waves coming and going, smooth and soft and sultry just the way he’d been taught. Like he had expected, you perked up at the sound of his song, taking a thoughtless step closer to the waves lapping at the shore before seeming to snap yourself out of his spell, turning swiftly on your heel and making your way home with your hands clasped over your ears to block out his voice. For the first time, Finnick doubted himself. Was his voice not as alluring as he’d been told? What if you didn’t like his song? Was he not perfect enough to draw you in? Would his pod think him a failure?

His doubts gnawed at him further when you continued to flee from him when you heard his voice, and further still when he had laid himself out along a large rock protruding from the water so you could get a good look at the way the light gleamed off his muscles and still turned away from him.

He got lucky one day though, arriving at the shore just in time to see you set off in a small boat - something he’d heard you call a ‘kayak’- with several of your friends paddling off ahead of you in their own small crafts. He smiled a bit to himself as he heard a laugh escape you, slipping soundlessly back into the water and darting swiftly after you, tail propelling him effortlessly through the water in pursuit of his prey.

With your friends’ head start, it was pretty easy for him to separate you from them, waiting until they had rounded the edge of the bay before latching onto the small handle at the front of your kayak and tugging you further out to sea. You had scrambled to try to paddle back toward the bay and to your friends, but Finnick was stronger than you. He was faster. Built to cut through water without faltering. He was an apex predator.

Eventually Finnick deemed that he had you far enough from shore that you could no longer ignore him, releasing his hold on your tow line and moving to circle your boat, watching you curiously from just below the surface of the water. A laugh bubbled out of him at the way you twisted sharply in your boat to keep your eyes fixed on him and then having to scramble to right yourself when the sudden movement threatened to overbalance you.

He surfaced right beside the kayak, clawed hands gripping tight to the edge of the kayak, just beside your own. Finnick does his best not to put too much weight on the plastic vessel, knowing he could tip it easily and not wanting to scare you more than he already had. He wasn’t sure when his fixation on you had shifted from hunger to something so much softer but he didn’t want you to fear him. He didn’t want to hurt you, he just wanted- Well. 

He just wanted you.

He opens his mouth and for a moment he is torn between singing and speaking to you. There is a split second when he thinks about how easy it’d be to tip you out of the boat, to drag you beneath the waves and present you to his family like he was supposed to. He thinks about it for longer than he should’ve, but he knows he can’t. 

“Why do you keep running away?” He finally forces out, words twisted and strange on his tongue without the saccharine sweetness he’d been taught to use. “Why wouldn’t you look at me? Why did you leave when I called for you?”

You are visibly shocked by the way he looks at you and he knows it must seem strange, to see a predator like him begging at your side like a love-struck dolphin. 

“Because you’re going to kill me,” you say simply, edging back in your kayak despite there not being far to go. “I’ve heard the stories about your kind. If I got too close-”

Finnick’s brows furrow as he looks up at you, “Was.” he says, releasing your boat in favor of swimming slow circles around you. “Not anymore.” He tips his head back, studying the way the clouds drifted in front of the sun. 

“So you’re… not trying to kill me?” you ask cautiously, eyes not wavering from Finnick even as he started to preen at the attention.

Finnick laughs, tipping his head to look at you and flicking water at you with the fluke of his tail. “No, not anymore.” He dips under the water, reemerging on the other side of the kayak and propping his head up on the edge of it, studying you intently. “I should, if you listen to what my family says, but I don't want to. You’re… interesting." 

He can tell you're really not sure what to make of that, but his heart jumps in his chest at the hesitant smile you give him in return.

"Swim with me?" The words escape Finnick before he can catch them, coming out breathy and desperate in a way he'd never expected to find himself sounding. He rushes to continue before he can consider the weight of what he'd asked you to do, the way he might brush against you or his tail might curl around your legs and the way he might get a look at you in something less… covering… than your usual clothes if you agreed to swim with him. "Maybe not now," he amends, eyes dropping sharply to where one of his pointed claws taps out a rhythm on the thin plastic of the kayak. "You don't trust me yet and I don't blame you. But maybe meet me tomorrow? Give me a chance?"

Finnick could see the way you jerk up straighter in your seat and your grip on your paddle shifts as you pick up on the sound of your friends calling for you. He's not sure if your answer is just an attempt to shoo him off in time to get back to your friends or to keep them from seeing him or just something you said without thinking, but the second that yes escapes you he's pushing himself up out of the water to press a sea-salty kiss to your cheek and promising to meet you at the beach at sunset the next day. 

He dives then, submerging himself well below the waves and trailing slowly after you until he's sure you and your friends made it back to the beach and then watching for just a bit longer as you disappear out of view before beginning to meander back to the labyrinth of sea caves his pod calls home.

Sure, Finnick isn’t sure if you’ll actually show up, but for the first time in weeks, his confidence has been restored and his charm feels as secure as ever. He’s definitely going against his pod pursuing you like this, but with his luck rising with the tides, he can’t bring himself to care, not with someone like you at stake.

[rabbitsrams]

meeting ted and schlatt at a halloween party (and eventually hooking up with them)

college! au & fem! reader

happy spooky month yall :)

nsfw under the cut, minors dni, 18+ only.

♡ you were invited to a house party by a friend

♡ it was a costume party (as you expected) and you decided to go as [your costume].

♡ you didn't really know anyone at the party other than your friend

♡ you recognized some people from your classes and people you saw often around campus and they were all in costume

♡ everyone looked super cool in their costumes, but there were two people who caught your eye.

♡ one of them had a frankenstein costume. completely decked out.

♡ green face paint, fake stitches all over his face and body, electrical bolts sticking out of his neck, ripped and tattered clothes, and he was really tall too.

♡ the other was wearing a knight costume.

♡ unlike frankenstein, the knight put absolutely no effort into it.

♡ his knight's helmet was barely painted blue, he's wearing a white shirt with a light blue cross in the middle and gray sleeves, he's holding a cheap plastic sword and a little ram plush is sitting on his shoulder

♡ but what draws you to him (besides the total lack of effort) was how good he looked under the helmet. also him being super tall. and constantly hanging around frankenstein.

♡ you can't stop staring at them throughout the night. and your friend notices.

♡ "just talk to them!"

♡ "i can't!"

♡ but right as you're lamenting, they come into the living room to get another drink.

♡ and your friend asks you to get them another. which you know is a ruse, but you go anyway.

♡ frankenstein is chattering excitedly while the knight is pouring himself some beer from the keg.

♡ god they're even cuter up close.

♡ you grab a couple of red cups and go to pour some beer but the lever thing is a bit too hard to grab with both cups in your hand

♡ "here, i can give you a hand." it's the knight. you nod and step aside. he pours beer into your cup. you turn around and see your friend left their spot.

♡ the knight asks if you want another and you tell him no since your friend just ditched you.

♡ "that's okay, you can hang out with us." frankenstein comes up behind you, placing a hand on your shoulder. you feel your face heat up as you turn to face him.

♡ you learn their names as you all go into one of the bedrooms for some privacy. frankenstein is ted and the knight is schlatt.

♡ they compliment your costume and you do the same, except you're not really sure if schlatt even is a knight.

♡ "who are you supposed to be?"

♡ "the ice knight from castle crashers!"

♡ "ohhhh..."

♡ you text your friend quickly that you're alone with the guys and they text back really excitedly :)

♡ you talk for a little bit but you all know you're not there to talk.

♡ they noticed you the moment you came in

♡ thought you were so sexy in your costume

♡ they both wanted you and agreed to try and get with you (with your consent ofc)

♡ you're sitting in the middle of them on the bed. you're waiting for one of them to make a move. they don't, so you eventually just tell them that you want them both.

♡ them scrambling to get you first. schlatt tosses his knight helmet aside and kisses you while ted struggles to take the fake electric bolts out lol

♡ he kisses you as if you're the princess he just rescued. really rough and passionate and his hands are all over your body

♡ ted on the other hand is a bit more gentle. holds your face and brings you onto his lap as he kisses u!!!!!

♡ smears of green makeup cover your face once you pull away from him but you don't even care.

♡ you immediately go to kiss schlatt again so he has some of the makeup on him too hehe

♡ and since ted basically covered anywhere that was visible with the paint...

♡ green handprints all over your body :) and smudges of the paint all over schlatt's :)

♡ them taking your costume off at the same time (or trying to)

♡ schlatt being completely fixated by your tits. his hands are ALL OVER THEM

♡ even when ted wants to touch them schlatt pushes him away so he can keep touching them hehe (and eventually kissing and sucking on them......)

♡ so ted opts to focus on your pussy.

♡ he rubs your clit with his fingers and licks up your folds and you're whimpering under him

♡ and yes your pussy has green makeup all over it too

♡ you're begging them to fuck you

♡ riding schlatt while ted fucks you from behind GRRSKMSDNJFDKFJ 💥💳💥💳

♡ literally the only reason why schlatt wanted u to ride him was so he could watch your tits bounce i'm so serious

♡ genuinely one of the best hookups you had ever

♡ getting their numbers before you part ways bc you have to do that again

[robin-evry]

This is based on a request that I accidentally lost, I'm sorry but here's your request, stingray!yuu. Sorry if it did not satisfy you

Ask and you shall receive

𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘!𝐘𝐔𝐔 🫧🐚

Stingrays are a group of sea rays, a type of cartilaginous fish. They are classified in the suborder Myliobatoidei of the order Myliobatiformes and consist of eight families: Hexatrygonidae, Plesiobatidae, Urolophidae, Urotrygonidae, Dasyatidae, Potamotrygonidae, Gymnuridae and Myliobatidae.

Due to their species known for their dangerous tail, stingray!You grow up isolated and lonely. Without a friend to rely on after their attendance into NRC, the loneliness is still there but soon it started to fade away by meeting people who are willing to understand them

Octavinelle

Azul : Initially sees them isolated presence as a business opportunity. He’s intrigued by how people are cautious around them and thinks this could be an advantage for him, especially in shady dealings where intimidation is useful. He attempts to recruit them to work for the Mostro Lounge, believing their mysterious vibe will draw in curious customers. Over time, he grows to appreciate their loyalty and reserved strength, though he’s also careful not to underestimate them.

Jade: Is fascinated by them from the very beginning. He finds their quiet, observant nature similar to his own approach to life. Jade often strikes up conversations with them a surprise for them, watching how they react and learning more about their quiet resilience. He’s one of the few who never seems fazed by their aura and tail, instead viewing them as a rare creature of the deep, much like the unusual flora and fauna he enjoys studying. Them and Jade share a mutual understanding without needing to say much.

Floyd : Immediately calls them “Stingray-chan” and makes a game out of trying to get them to react. He enjoys teasing them, poking fun at how quiet and “spooky” they are. Despite his playful taunts, Floyd actually finds them interesting, often trying to figure out what makes them tick. When he’s in a good mood, he’ll drape his arm over their shoulders and refer to them as his “stingray buddy,” though in bad moods, he might try to provoke them just for fun. for their part, usually stays calm under Floyd’s antics, which only amuses him more.

IGNIHYDE

Idia shroud : both of them are introverts, one desire to communicate with people while the other one avoids all communication with people, both of them find games found and hang out with each other just to play video games, he doesn't mind their tail since you could just avoid it he doesn't find what's wrong with people and their tail.

Ortho : he was glad that his brother found a real life friend instead in front of the screen, he even thanks stingray!yuu for pushing him out to interact with people. He also protects stingray!yuu from any unnecessary bullying or comments from mean students.

DISMONIA

Malleus : understand each other,drawn in by their quiet strength and resilience. Like himself, he feels an instinctive connection to someone who understands the weight of being misunderstood. they often face misunderstanding from others, and he appreciates how they navigate the world with grace despite being viewed as strange. Malleus often protects them from unwanted attention, creating a safe space where they can be themselves without fear of judgment. In moments of solitude, he shares stories about his own experiences of loneliness, fostering a connection that transcends words. They would go out for walks together venting to each other about their loneliness making each other their comfort zone.

Lilia : Find them aura both intriguing and amusing. He enjoys teasing them, trying to draw out their reactions with playful banter and lighthearted pranks. Lilia senses that beneath their quiet exterior lies a vibrant spirit waiting to shine through, so he often encourages them to step outside their comfort zone, inviting them to join in the dorm's chaotic moments. As time passes, Lilia becomes one of the few who can make them smile genuinely, often referring to them as “his precious little stingray.”

Sebek : misunderstood them similar towards the others but grew to understand him, originally called them fish Mut when they visit dismonia to hang out with malleus, but was stopped by Lilia before it can escalate before malleus know about sebek insult to his dear friend, after that hang out he came to your table and apologies to you. Saying that he should have understood more about them instead based them on how people know them. As well started to hang out with them he vents about malleus and they just sit there and listen, the first person that listens to him. Is willing to understand them more.

Silver : Silver admires their determination to remain kind despite the misunderstanding, and they often engage in conversations about dreams and aspirations. They finds solace in Silver’s steady presence, and they often have deep, contemplative talks, appreciating the moments of peace amid the chaos of school life.

[lysenfeu]

Devil in the Details •Part 1•

Captain John Price is pushed to extreme lengths to make up for his massive failure in the field.

Rating: Mature

Eventual John Price x F!Reader

1.1k Words, Slow Burn, Drabble/Short Form Writing

CW: Angst, Grief, Dark themes, Mentions of death, Supernatural

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The mission was a catastrophic failure. Everything went wrong and John made it home by the skin of teeth, barely alive and the only one left. The boys, his boys, were gone. He knows it should have been him, not them. He should have been dead and buried in that desert and his boys gotten home safe. They didn't deserve this ending, they had so much more to live for. But not anymore, their promising careers and futures were cut short because of him.

The brass put him on leave, didn't even ask him about it. Just ordered him off base for a few weeks, doubled it when he wouldn't put the whiskey bottle down long enough to make it into his office. He fucked it up and now he's stuck here without them. Broken and alone, haunted by ghosts of the men he let down and lost.

He won't accept it.

Can't accept it. There needs to be a way he can fix this. To turn back time, bring them back, whatever it takes. His duty wasn't really to the military, it was to his team. And as long as he still lives, that duty will remain.

There must be a way.

So he spends his time reading and researching. Trying to find a way to solve this problem. That's what he does best, solve problems. And what's three bodies in the ground if not a fucking problem? He latches on to anything he can, no matter how farfetched, that promises him salvation. He chases thin threads of information, whispers of rituals and summonings, things that grant wishes at a cost.

Finally, he gets restless and goes out hunting. Trawling occult shops, new age bookstores, antique dealers, anywhere that might have more information or the tools he needs. He ends up in places he shouldn't, asking questions he really shouldn't. He's mostly met with concerned glances and cautious half-answers. But the shopkeepers politely dodging his requests for more and more obscure and dark texts doesn't deter him in the least. Eventually, some indulge him. Tell him fanciful tales of beings with immense power, ones that have control over life and death. Creatures that can grant him his deepest desires, for a price.

He knows what he needs to do.

One day, he gets lucky in a little pawn shop a town or two over, with a flair for the spooky and macabre. The owner found the book in a box of junk they sourced from an auctioned-off storage locker. It was stuffed between fake crystals and low-quality bone jewellery, the lot worth almost nothing. The owner thinks it's just a prop, a total fake like the rest, but they knew Price was willing to pay for this type of thing so they gave him a call. John's there in less than an hour. He opens it, thumbs through a few pages and cracks a smile for the first time in weeks. He thinks this might have the answers he needs.

With a plain, unassuming cover of simple brown leather and various stains (he's very much hoping are tea) on a number of the pages, the whole book is scrawled top to bottom and front to back with messy handwriting in a variety of inks. Drawings break up the text, sketches of different plants and flowers mixed with carefully labelled diagrams showing various shapes and runes in different configurations. There has to be something of value here.

The pawn shop owner is getting antsy about his purchase, so with a strong poker face and some pointed mentions of military discounts, he deftly haggles his way through the transaction and rushes home with his new acquisition.

He flies into his study the moment he arrives and dives into the book. It's well-preserved and filled with notes, John quickly learns the author has a fondness for herbs. After a hundred pages of interesting but not quite useful information, and about a dozen too many sketches of different stalks of mugwort, he's falling back into that despondent mood that seems to increase by the day, the smile long since dropped from his weary face. He's nearly done flipping through the entire thing when something catches his eye. Right at the end of the book, there's a nearly empty page. It contains only a single detailed sketch and a handful of words in blood-red ink.

His heart starts to race as he stares down at the images. A picture of a circle sits in the middle of the page, containing a twelve-pointed star with several tiny smaller symbols on each point. Some are easy to decipher, there's a sun, moon and skull drawn quite clearly. A dagger and a scroll, perhaps that one might be fire or a very odd-shaped leaf, sitting next to a set of horns. The rest are just scribbles to him and he frowns at the unfamiliar pictures.

There's one image larger than the others sitting in the dead centre of the star that he easily recognizes as a set of scales. There's something about them that makes him stay and linger, unable to pull his gaze away. He brushes a hand over the ink and a tingle runs down his spine. The scales glitter faintly under his touch, trying to draw him in, and he suddenly knows what he needs to do.

A small smile finally returns to his face.

This is it.

This is how he'll get them back.

Adrenaline is pumping through his veins as he pushes himself up from his chair and races to gather supplies. He pays no mind to the text at the very bottom of the page, too eager and overwhelmed by his discovery of the ritual circle to take heed of the single sentence in large block letters.

“DANGEROUS - DO NOT ATTEMPT TO SUMMON”

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(Part 2)

[echosong-87]

suggestion for drawing

Viva and Clay are talking one night about how they miss their brothers/sister and how things could have been differents

Viva: don't worry its just you me and the weird troll with wings in the roof

Clay: I know I just wis- troll with wings?

Branch: greetings

Viva: (O u O)

Branch: (-_-)

Clay: (0O0) AAAAAAAAAAAH

continue with the Branch finds the put put

Oh!! I already answered this!! Clay got scared by seeing Branch hanging there and Branch getting scared by Clay's screaming.

Another funny idea is that BOTH Branch and Clay did not recognize each other for that whole duration! XD

Viva, however, would find Branch adorable and would lightly tease Clay for startling the poor bat troll.... because at first, especially at first glance, she thought Branch was a bat troll... (or some sort of vampire... cause he's just roosted there upside down)... that got lost from its colony....and she would think he's at least injured.

Viva *smiles at Branch* : "hi-ya, Mr. bat!!.. whatcha doing out here all alone?..."

Branch *blinks* : "........"

Viva *crosses her arms* : "is Mr. Bat a good name for you?"

Branch *blinks again and nuzzles deeper into his wings... still staring* : "......."

Viva *giggles* : "Are you shy? Or super sleepy?"

Branch *keeps staring* : "........."

Viva also finds it cute seeing the very eepy look Branch had... and learns that he was just tired from a long night's hunt or something....

She would try to pet his head/braid his hair... but he looked super nervous... until she spots Branch's emotional support spider named Gary.

She would tease to Clay.. asking him if they could keep the spooky vampire troll!!! XD

[dystopicjumpsuit]

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Stars Beyond Number. (AO3 link, complete)

Soldiers. Heroes. Deserters. Traitors. They've been called many things. As the Galactic Empire rises from the ashes of the Republic, a small group of clone troopers and their allies will find a new identity: Rebels.

Echo, Rex, and Gregor are on a mission to save as many of their brothers as they can. The task is daunting, and their friends are few. But from these small and desperate beginnings will come a spark of resistance that will set the galaxy ablaze.

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Martyrs and Kings. (AO3 link, complete) Star Wars meets light academia. A post-stasis Kix longfic. Clone medic Kix is a man displaced in time. Captured by Separatists and put into cryostasis when he learned the truth about the clones' inhibitor chips, he awakens fifty years after the end of the Clone Wars. The Republic is gone. The galaxy has changed. And now, the last clone trooper searches for answers with the help of a New Republic historian.

🍋 "Martyrs and Kings AND ZOMBIES!!!" 🍋 - a spooky, sexy one-shot sequel.

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Dark Side

Savage Opress

Part 1: Between the Shadow and the Soul

Part 2: No Other Way

Part 3: Without Knowing How

Part 4: So Close (December 14)

501st Legion

Torrent Company x Reader

Headcanons: Watching a Scary Movie Holovid with Torrent Company

Rex x Reader

🍋 "No Sleep Till Coruscant" 🍋

Request: "Soft looks while cuddling" (GN)

Jesse x Reader

Jesse First Kiss Ficlet (GN)

🍋 "In Which Jesse Gets What He Deserves" (AKA the cuddlefuck fic) 🍋  

🍋"She's Such a Scream"🍋  

Hardcase x Reader

"A Question of Seman-dicks" (GN)

"Hey, Sunshine 💙" (GN)

Dogma x Reader

Quote prompt ficlet (GN)

Tup x Reader

Tup fanart!

🍋 "Do It Again" 🍋

🍋 "Tup à Trois"🍋

The Bad Batch

Hunter x Reader

First kiss ficlet (GN)

🍋 "I Wish All Readers a Very Hunter Life Day"🍋

"Like Home" (GN)

"You Were Warned" (GN; art & drabble)

Crosshair x Reader

"I Know." (GN)

Request: "I'm Right Here." (GN, followup to "I Know.")

"The Plant Prowler of Pabu" (GN)

🍋"Too Early"🍋

Tech x Reader

Request: "Feeling the rumble of their chest when they talk while cuddling/Needing their cuddles even though they have something else to do" (GN)

Request: "Putting your ear against their heart" (GN)

Wrecker x Reader

Request: "Trying to crawl under their shirt" (GN)

212th Attack Battalion

Commander Cody x Reader

"Someday" (GN)

🍋"The Night Before Someday"🍋 (GN)

Boil x Reader

"Double, Double Boil and Trouble (Part 1)" (GN)

"Double, Double Boil and Trouble (Part 2)"

"Double, Double Boil and Trouble (Part 3)"

🍋"Double, Double Boil and Trouble (Part 4)🍋

Art: "Boil deserves to feel pretty" (mildly 🍋. Let's say 🍊)

🍋"Double, Double Boil and Trouble (Part 5)"🍋

Waxer x Reader

"The Sixth Language (part 1)"

"The Sixth Language (part 2)"

"The Sixth Language (part 3)"

🍋 "The Sixth Language (part 4)" 🍋

"The Sixth Language (epilogue)"

104th Battalion - Wolfpack

Wolffe x Reader

"Sweet as Summer Rain"

🍋"Just a Little Bit More"🍋

Coruscant Guard

Commander Fox x Reader

🍋"In the Matter of Marshal Commander Fox vs. the Stocking Kink, the Court Finds the Defendant Filthy."🍋

Hound x Reader

“Watch and Learn, City Boy, Part 1: Summer" T version | 🍋 M version 🍋

🍋"Watch and Learn, City Boy, Part 2: Autumn"🍋

Other Clones

Alpha-17 x Reader

🍋"Who's the Alpha Now?" 🍋 (GN)

🍋"Who's the Alpha Now? Part 2"🍋

Neyo x Reader

🍋 "Everybody Hates Neyo." 🍋

🍋 "Everybody Hates Neyo Round 2: Matchmaking Boogaloo" 🍋 (reader got converted to OC)

Neyo first kiss ficlet (GN)

Bacara x Reader

🍋"Nobody Loves Bacara"🍋

Mayday x Reader

Accidental first kiss ficlet (GN)

"A Match for Mayday, Chapter 1" (collaboration with @nika6q)

"A Match for Mayday, Chapter 2" 

🍋"A Match for Mayday, Chapter 3" 🍋

🍋"A Match for Mayday, Chapter 4" 🍋

🍋"Life Day Comes but Once Each Year… but Mayday Doesn't"🍋

O'Niner x Reader

🍋 "Nine Lives for Sergeant O'Niner" 🍋 (cowritten with @anxiouspineapple99) 

Sev (RC-1207) x Reader

"Are You Sure About This?" (GN)

🍋 “Turn It Up When You’re Gone.” 🍋 Part 1

🍋 “Turn It Up When You’re Gone.” 🍋 Part 2

🍋 “Turn It Up When You’re Gone.” 🍋 Part 3

Mandalorians

Jango Fett x Reader

"Promises and Pastry"  

Fenn Rau x Reader

🍋 Fenn Rau Thots 🍋

"The Protector of Chopper Base" (GN)

Request: Falling Asleep in Each Other's Arms (GN)

Bounty Hunters and Mercenaries

Fennec Shand x Reader

🍋"Spotlight"🍋

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[lunar-inkclipse]

Since I’ve given y’all a fair dose of angst when it comes to the swap AU (shoutout to @/lilythelitten and @/murdlygirly for being my wonderful enablers, you are absolute darlings and I have such fun times yapping with you <3) have a treat of some romantic/lighthearted Swap AU headcanons!

Movie night dates are pretty common with these two. Illogico’s picks are, to probably no one’s surprise, gothic horror flicks like Nosferatu. Is it his love for the genre and appreciation for the spooky, ghostly, and macabre, or just that he likes that Leo will get spooked enough to cling to Illogico and climb into his lap? Who’s to say ;) Meanwhile, Leo enjoys romcoms, chick flicks, and Disney movies. Work gets stressful, and he likes the escapism in cheesy nonsense and simpler plots. He'll sometimes watch art films and classics-heavy emphasis on sometimes.

Leo is very fond of playing with Illogico’s hair. He’s already tactile with his affections, but considering that Illogico almost always is wearing his fedora, he has horribly untamed hat hair that is begging to be finger-combed into place. Does it work in taming it? Not really. But it feels nice, and Illogico can't help but smile a little at the contact.

As established, Leo sucks at flirting. Officially dating Illogico has made him somewhat better at it, but only by so much. So instead of trying to verbally flirt, he likes getting Illogico flowers! Sometimes it’s as simple as some wildflowers or dandelions he saw out and about, sometimes he pulls Illogico aside to tuck a rose into his chest pocket, sometimes he surprises him with a full bouquet. Illogico loves them all, takes good care of them so they last as long as possible, and has preserved the first flowers he got by drying and pressing them into bookmarks.

Leo doesn’t want to get a tattoo himself for a handful of reasons, but has no qualms with doodles on his skin. Which means Illogico bought a pack of markers meant for drawing on skin and will doodle all across Leo’s right arm while his left is working on signing documents. Illogico’s drawings range from imitations of his own sleeves (constellations between freckles and tarot cards and the like) to personalized doodles (Justice scales and gavels) to just being sappy (hearts and “I love you”s/“Te amo”s). They don't last too long, and Leo's almost always in long sleeves when working anyways, but that just means Illogico can draw more.

Of course Leo knows how to ski, his family is absolutely rich enough for ski resort vacations (Though, I do feel like he would snowboard rather than ski. Do y'all fw the vision of snowboarder Leo). Illogico, of course, did not do any of that growing up. Cue Leo teaching Illogico how to snowboard! If you ask Leo, it went fantastic, he's a natural at it and did wonderfully for his first time on the mountain. If you ask Illogico, he'll grimace and adjust the ice pack on his knees and says he really hopes that learning curve is small. (That, or he'll make some dry remark that being sore after a day with Leo usually means he had more fun than this) This also extends to ice skating- While Leo is gracefully skating around, Illogico is clinging to the side walls and cursing under his breath. The hot chocolate they split afterwards is worth it, though.

There was certainly a bit of an adjustment period when it came to moving in together and sharing a bed. From the differences in sleep schedules, Leo's penchant to starfish across the entire mattress, Illogico's slight snoring, the works. But on the upside, the fact that Illogico's body temp runs cooler (because I will cram his ghostly connections into everything i can and no one can stop me >:D- He's not freezing or anything, but he does always feel noticeably cool to the touch), he's actually perfect to cuddle up to in the summer! In the winter, too, because Leo likes fluffy pajamas and can stay warm that way, even if Illogico sleeps in old tee shirts and shorts no matter how cold it is outside.

Illogico has way more pet names up his sleeves than Leo does, to about no one's surprise. Which is kinda funny considering he's probably the only person to regularly call Leo by his full name, Rationalio, where everyone else (including Leo) uses Leo. The ones he uses most often use "amor", "querido", and "darling". Leo's main nickname is, as stated, "sunshine", because it started as an ironic thing, born out of irritation, but now he really finds that Illogico lights up his life. That, and he's also the kind of classic to call Illogico "honey" after they've been together for a while.

One of the hidden perks of only having a 2 inch height different between you and your boyfriend is that you can indeed wear each other's clothes. Sure, there's no oversized hoodies to steal, but do you really need that when you can make stupid bets on card and video games and force a wardrobe swap? Though, I'm not sure what turned more heads in the swap Institute- Leo wearing black jeans, eyeliner, and an MCR shirt under a leather jacket (Illogico usually dresses classy in his long jacket and slacks but he's got a few other goth looks to pull off), or Illogico wearing color.

You can probably imagine the stress these guys are under with their brand of work and you can also probably imagine the havoc that wreaks on getting a good nights sleep. So it's great that they can help each other relax after along day! If Illogico is wound up, Leo will give him a massage, which aside from feeling nice, is rather grounding. If Leo's stressed, Illogico will make some tea and talk until he can fall asleep- Whether it's about his day, ghost gossip, even reading something aloud, Leo rather likes Illogico's warm, ever so slightly accented baritone.

Since the swap timeline will probably take another week to be finished and uploaded, I'll talk a bit about Leo's proposal here hehehe. Like in the canon (Assuming GT Karber isn't gonna pull the rug pull of the century with what Irratino asked in vol 3 case 100, which would suck but also be objectively hilarious), Leo is the one who proposes. He'd already discussed logistics with Illogico to make sure that they were both ready for that step, how they felt about public proposals, ring sizes, etc. Leo had a plan and speech in mind, wanting to say something super romantic and meaningful, but after the chaos of TekTopia and it's collapse, Leo just feels he really needs Illogico by his side forever, and, upon realizing he's unhurt, a quiet "Marry me?" just slips past his lips. Illogico doesn't think twice about answering

Illogico wears his fair share of rings in assortment to his other jewelry. Silver and steel, large and clunky or small and subtle, plain or ornate. He wasn't very particular about what fingers or hands he wore them on, usually just going for whatever the vibes felt was right for that day. Until he decided a certain gold band is the only ring he wants to wear on his left hand, meaning the others are all relegated to his right.

[cake-apostate]

On one hand, it's kind of annoying to see adaptations that try to change the plot of Dracula by invoking the unreliable narrator; i.e., claiming that Lucy and Mina were having trysts with Dracula without informing the menfolk. On the other, there is admittedly a lot of room for interpretation.

I think the exposition isn't completely reliable, not because any of the heroes are lying, but because their sources are incomplete.

Dracula knows the most out of anyone, but isn't telling anyone his weaknesses any time soon. Johnathan knows some spooky shit is going on in his castle, but Dracula never admits anything.

The Romanians are probably the best informed, but they can't provide much exposition aside from giving Johnathan protection. Not only is English skepticism a problem, there's a language barrier; the only language both parties can use is German, and none are fluent. Maybe Van Helsing could learn more, but by the time he's there, everyone's in a hurry.

Most of our vampire lore comes from Van Helsing, who is intelligent and trustworthy, but he's also only read about vampires in books. He isn't sure what pieces of folklore are real, so he tries everything. This best shows when the crew stakes Lucy, because she isn't just staked. Her head is cut off and her mouth filled with garlic; nobody knows what kills vampires, so they throw the kitchen sink at her. He's a doctor, not a vampire hunter; this is the first vampire he's seen.

It also struck me that Dracula's backstory is pure speculation. All we get from Dracula himself is how he brags to Johnathan about his 'ancestors' and Johnathan finds the story so vivid it almost sounds as if Dracula were really there. Van Helsing, if I recall correctly, says that there was once a warlord by that name and wonders if they're the same person. That's it. We get no confirmation from Dracula or anyone else.

So I guess that I'm okay with cases where vampires don't exactly work the way the crew think they do, or where Dracula isn't who they think he is. I'm also fine with the idea that the blood transfusion hastened Lucy's death; it's tragic, but they had no way of knowing about blood types, and in the end Dracula is to blame.

But I draw the line at "what if these characters who were shown to be trustworthy were simply lying about everything the whole time." If we go far enough, we can even turn that into, "What if this whole book was an elaborate proto play-by-post game of pretend where all the characters embellished their lives by pretending an evil vampire was after them?"

[jbwashere]

💡🏡🎧 for both Hazel and Mori :>

Spooky Month oc ask game 💡 - How did you come to create this oc and what were you inspired by?

Hazel

Hazel wasn't originally going to be a long-term oc. It's been five months now. You can tell that I wasn't taking this ref sheet seriously because she does not look right lmao. Hazel is HEAVILY inspired by Falin Touden from Dungeon Meshi. From her voice to her vibes, Hazel wouldn't have existed without Falin.

Mori

Mori is technically a self-insert but I try not to make him one. I learned that self-inserting myself and then shipping them with characters makes me VERY uncomfortable. He's a byproduct of this bit I had going on where every time I joined a random magma session, I would draw face portraits of John. Mostly because I liked him so much (and he was my type.) He's also semi-inspired by Skidad because I realized they looked kinda of similar, but yet again some ocs look like him lol.

🏡 - Do they have any family or are they related to a canonical character?

Hazel

She's related to Jaune (they are cousins) and, by extension, Ross. They all have frog mouths lol.

Mori

Technically, yes. He is sort of related to a canon character. However, his lore is still a work in progress at the moment. So I'll let this screenshot of my friend explain it for me instead.

🎧 - What would be their favorite song or what song do you relate to them?

Hazel

When making Hazel, I had this song play on loop. Her calm personality, aside from Falin, came from this song. I also like to think she would be a fan of Lemon Demon.

Mori

In Mori's case, I can say his songs would come from Saint Motel. However, I associate him with Mama's Boy by Dominic Fike. ESPECIALLY the music video. Because how I imagine what happened to Mori at 17 sounds like the music video.

[theshepherdshound]

Hope you're having a good friday! Anything you wanna ramble about, I am all ears/interested

I am! I ended up doing a very long walk with the puppy and found fire spinners and it was very exciting and apparently they meet ever two weeks so I might get back into fire spinning??? They seemed safe enough (though they only sometimes had a like fire blanket around???) but also seemed like a good thing to train the dog to be chill about (she didn't super care about the fire but did care about being pet, the most exciting thing of all)

I thought about rambling about switch announcement stuff but tbh I am tired already by games discourse cause I had a 3 hour straight meeting about thinking about game industry trends stuff today so AHHHHHHHHH

So instead I am going to think about how ENA: dream BBQ is a very neat game that is free and has some of the coolest stuff I've seen in a long time in terms of animation. And it's free! I'd never heard about it until someone I know played it; they're making a game about dancing and so is like playing every game they can think of that involves dance, but like the embodiment of dance? I find it a deeply fascinating series of games this person has been playing because they're all over the place, the last one they played was jet set radio

And I think right now I've been thinking a lot about dancing, both because I've been enjoying drawing it, conspiring it as a game mechanic, and sitting in calls a bunch talking to this person about it. I'm not good at dancing nor have any rhythm so it's such an interesting concept to me; I tried playing melatonin a long time ago and was terrible at it. Can't play rhythm games at all lololol

But I might draw monsters dancing for them for the next quarterly zine, I haven't been doing much game thoughts writing for it but did have many conversations about katabasis game with folks

Which I don't think I'll get this application in on the 7th which is sad but also the timing is weird with other stuff, might chat with other folks about it, but have been struggling with too many ideas and not enough like... linearly laying out a story. I've been struggling to convey an overarching narrative which makes it difficult to explain to folks. Vibes, tragedy, monsters sometimes in love sometimes murder each other? Everyone I talk to about it tho seems to think the idea is neat, though I largely interact with Sickos™️ be it games or art or monsters so I dunno how the wider everyone would think of it lololol

So I aiming for August deadline instead, it's kind of hard to conceptualize the future rn just like... generally. Focused on other stuff this week so I didn't quite get everything I wanted done so I didn't fully complete a GDD, though I did mostly finish a pitch deck??? Made a budget and a timeline and general market analysis and spent a bunch of time talking to people about how to do those though I didn't stream today for it because like... 3 hour straight meeting brain

Which is all neato- I'm glad a bunch of it got done even if I'm frustrated I couldn't get it all done. But I'd rather a more fully cooked idea comes out of it over applying for something, getting rejected, and then feeling discouraged. Rather be rejected for something I think is well researched and developed

Like 80% is done and that's the hardest bit I find, getting to the mostly done stage of a project cause it's all the scary final bits where you like... have to show it to people and admit it's like A Thing That's Ready To Be Looked At

That's my thought ramble, a bunch of neat stuff happened that I don't know is like worth talking publicly about because tbh alot of public discourse on game dev stuff is spooky to me beyond teaching resources and helping folks learn how to make games

WHICH FOLKS SHOULD, I think everyone should try and make a game and have fun doing silly things

(I hope you are having a nice Friday)

[taxinealkaloids]

I do adore how absolutely unhinged all of the Eye-aligned characters are; Jon is trying his best to be normal but is also the "it's remarkably easy to buy an axe in London guy," Gertrude mutilated a man and threw his body in a hole, and Jonahelias did...all that. Maybe the spooky eyeball really does eat social skills/morality because the 3 of them are freaks of the highest order

Oh I think you’re sort of getting at something that I consider one of the defining features of the Beholding as an entity! (Keep in mind this is all just my interpretation and I don’t claim to be the defining authority on this subject.) 

 While the Eye certainly could be the reason for the general unhinged-ness of our three featured avatars, I would like to submit the alternate theory that it was the other way around; they were Already Like That, and that’s what drew the Beholding to them. I feel that the Eye is kind of unique in how it views its avatars. Many of the entities behave primarily as predators; they are interested in their avatars only insofar as they can use them as tools with which to hunt, and they override their original form and personality to facilitate this. They don’t really exercise their own will anymore; rather they exist as an extension of their patron. In ep 47 Jon asks The Distortion, Michael, whether he owns the hallways Helen got lost in; in response, Michael replies, “Does your hand in any way own your stomach?” I think this sums up the way avatars become incorporated into their patron entity really well. Michael isn’t a person anymore, he’s an appendage, grabbing the Spiral’s prey and dragging it into the hallways to be digested. Now some entities, notably the Web, clearly DO have agendas beyond simple consumption, but the Web is, to put it lightly, a control freak. It doesn’t have any interest in its avatars having free will. Annabelle is a puppet with a head full of spiders. She’s not herself anymore either. Basically, most of the entities don’t gain anything from their avatars having free will, so they take it away. 

The Eye, though? The Eye does gain something from its avatars having free will. In fact, their free will is kind of the POINT, isn’t it? Elias, Jon, and Gertrude aren’t puppets, because puppets aren’t any fun to watch. In my opinion, the Eye isn’t USING its avatars so much as it is excitedly observing them like lab rats. You wouldn’t want your lab rats to be puppets subsumed by your own will, because that would be boring as hell and also pointless. You wouldn’t learn anything that way, and nothing exciting would happen because you’d already know everything the rats were going to do. You want them to participate in the experiment! Their participation is essential, actually! So, instead of taking over their minds or twisting them into monsters, the Eye provides its avatars with the necessary tools (compulsion, partial omniscience, etc) to be really great at data collection and then it just sort of…sets them loose and watches to see what they find out! Of course, for this laissez-faire approach to work, it needs the sort of people who are already inclined to do the necessary legwork. If you’re a voyeuristic eyeball god and you have the ability to bestow individuals with cosmic powers, you’re gonna give them to people who are gonna do something interesting with them, and Elias, Jon, and Gertrude certainly don’t disappoint. Even before Jon started to feel any of the physical effects of Beholding’s hold, he was exploring the murder tunnels, stalking his coworkers, and  throwing himself in the path of avatars in a desperate attempt to satisfy his own curiosity. Gertrude was basically running around trying to fistfight every single entity and blow up their shit. Both of them were basically putting on the best show possible. Tragically, we don’t know much about Jonah’s own path to Beholding, but I bet the room the Eye allows for its avatars to retain their free will and find things out for themselves would have drawn him to it over the other entities. (I do also headcanon that he originally was quite impulsive, inclined to throw himself into potentially dangerous situations in order to satisfy his curiosity like Jon, and had to learn over the years to temper these inclinations in the interest of not dying.)

Anyway, tl;dr, the eye WANTS freaks of the highest order and that’s why they’re all Like That. Thanks for your ask <33

[xdemon-mage]

My 2024 Art summary (with Strade tentacle mpreg jumpscare) Constantly learning and trying new things. I'm still figuring out what type of style I'm the most comfortable with, but I shifted slightly to using more soft shadows while rendering. Also, the art collection shown above feels a little underwhelming to me, but I keep drawing art for Awful Kidnapper, so that's just mainly what I was able to make in the meanwhile, aside from a few commissioned artworks. A big art achievement for me this year was switching to Clip studio around July. It made me realise how many "quality of life" features I was missing out on while using my old drawing program. I began experimenting a lot more, and getting more confident with my "drawing flow". I feel like letting go of the strictly clean lineart in many of the drawings let me embrace some more of the messier, but more expressive sketches. Other than that, I slowly started using more and more texture and "decoration" brushes, and it made me enjoy drawing backgrounds and landscapes as I had fun slapping a ton of foliage on the canvas and sculpting things from that. (slightly visible on the December art, which is still a wip oops) I can't wait to launch the Awful Kidnapper update with Kaleb's intro soon! It's a matter of around a week from now, and you'll be able to see many cool looking things I made. I'll let u all see one spooky cg as an example!