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Creepy pasta
Is this fandom still alive???
If so... Anyone from that fandom want to be silly friends with moi...?
Pls 🥺
No, I didn't forgot about snape's birthday, it's just that I'm a stupid lazy bitch and I didn't finished birthday gift drawings yet. Anyways, happy birthday sevy!! <3
I love this man so fucking much, I have +30 screenshots of him in my gallery.. :)
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Conclusions from watching Doctor Who so far:
The Doctor is a jellyfish. To be specific the immortal jellyfish, a special jellyfish that never dies, it just regenerates again.
The doctor is a jellyfish just in a human form on the outside. Prove me wrong.
(In the middle of watching Dead Boy Detectives finally)
Hey Death honey I love you girl but I need you to leave my emotional support gays alone.
It's nothing too special it's just poor boy Shadowsight
I was listening to a song that reminded me of him so I drew him real quick
Here he is do with it what you will
Man I love looking at no references while drawing :D
i cant be the only one who thinks that he is not that cute.
Cameron Boyce
Recommendations??
Anyone know any manga that are similar to goodnight punpun? I prefer them to be manga but if there’s some that are not manga that are similar I will gladly have a look!
Oh to be able to animate like this one day
Left-handed Ena Dream BBQ fan animation yayyy
pro tip: never draw characters from memory, specially in math class i tried to draw halo from @ermwhatthefilp1
I need halo’s live reaction to this shit
Hello everyone! After some convincing, and help from friends I decided I should start sharing with you all a project I've been working on ^-^ Some things to know before getting into the story : - This will be a multi part story -Please read trigger warnings before reading -feel free to give me feedback and ideas ! Word Count : 1,605 TW: talks of ed ｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡ pt 1. Can you keep a secret ? Life as a teenager shouldn't be that difficult, right? Just kids going to school, hanging out with their friends, or even attending parties with their peers. Kids these days have it easier than what their parents had to deal with, at least that's what almost every parent says in an argument when their kids are being brats; or if they are being disrespectful. The Rivers were what many people in the city of Phoenix considered a perfect family. Kyle River was the man of the house after marrying Melanie Johnson. He decided to follow in his Father's Footsteps by becoming a well-known lawyer for winning any case brought to him. He always gave off the appearance of being a family man just by the way he would act around kids. Always made children's smile, and laugh everywhere he went. This caught the eye of a waitress at a local Diner after witnessing Kyle help a single dad calm a saddened baby, but little did she know he's been having a small crush on her so during his last year of Law School he decided to spend most of his nights getting to know the waitress. Melanie Johnson was just a simple girl, but she can never afford to attend college to achieve her dreams. She had spent the majority of her teenage years working part-time jobs to make ends meet; but after meeting Kyle she didn't have to worry any longer about where she would get her next meal. After some time the two of them got married, and decided to start a small family. After their baby was born Melanie became a stay-at-home mom but once their child became more independent Kyle was able to get Melanie a job at the law firm he worked at as a receptionist.The couple spent hours trying to come up with a name for their baby girl, until Melanie decided to name her baby after one of her favorite trees, Aspen. Aspen trees are known to be graceful along with their delicate leaves that shake when the wind would blow. while always looking beautiful all year round. As their daughter grew up, she started to look more like her mother mostly through physical appearance with her thick, light, auburn hair, crystal blue eyes, and freckles that spotted her face.
⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ Aspen reached over to turn her alarm off, and groaned that she had to once again wake up and go back to hell, also known as high school. She honestly did not want to get up, but when she read the time she knew if she didn’t get up now she would be late. So, after a few pep talks to convince herself to finally leave the comfort of her bed, she got up and dragged herself to her closet to find some clothes for the day. Her wardrobe was mostly earthy tones and muted colored sweaters and jeans ranging from skinny to boyfriend styles. Today she just went with a beige pullover, and baggy mom jeans that she would roll the bottom of the pants leg to come up to her ankles while pairing it with a pair of worn out black converse. After changing, she walked over to her full body mirror so that she could brush her hair,grunting every now and then when the brush would catch on a knot. She sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror seeing how frizzy her hair was, and not liking how it looked when it wasn’t pulled up into an updo of some kind; so she decided to put it up into a messy bun. She wasn’t one to care for looks, but she always thought if she was comfortable, why bother changing ? Well, it was the excuse she would always use, but she knew the real reason behind wanting to wear the clothes she did on a daily basis. Once she was dressed, she grabbed her backpack that always felt like it had boulders in it from all the books she had to carry around for classes, she then started heading to the front door. As soon as her hand reached for the handle she heard a familiar voice from behind her. “Aren’t you going to eat something before you hightail it out of here for the day ?” It was her dad, honestly she thought she waited long enough for both of her parents to be out of the house. She spent weeks learning what time her parents went to bed or left the house for work so she wouldn’t have to see them until she got home from school. “I’m running late dad. Margo is sick and can’t pick me up, so I kinda have to…you know” Aspen was lying, she always walked to school. She was able to get her hand on the handle and turn it before her dad voiced his plan to make her stay longer in the house. “I’ll take you to school. Now come on, sit, have breakfast.”
Her dad was being overly nice this morning. What is he up to ? she thought. She had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. He was never this nice unless he wanted something, and all she wanted to do was bolt straight out the door, but she tried to ignore that feeling, but she couldn’t bring herself to let her guard down. Her dad went back to the kitchen to grab a small, porcelain plate that had a couple strips of bacon and possibly two eggs, and placed the white plate on the table. Aspen looked at where her dad placed it and anxious thoughts started forming in her head again. She always had the feeling that her dad might know about her daily eating habits that just mostly consist of coffee,gum, and sometimes tea, but she hated the idea of food. It just constantly made her feel guilty every single time she accidentally ate too much, or constantly had the fear of losing control,but she had more reasons to not want to be around her dad.She took a deep breath in and exhaled before she answered her dad.
"I- okay…”
She didn’t want to say anything. She just wanted to walk out of the door, but she was more worried about what would happen if she went against her dad more than she already did. Would he tell her mom ? Would he get angry ? Question after question roamed her mind as she made her way to the table and sat in the chair that was by the plate that was placed down. The smell of the eggs flooded her nostrils, and already she felt sick to her stomach and wanted to just run away; but she just tried to not breathe through her nose. Maybe then she could at least try to make her dad happy. Her dad handed her a fork, and she tried to avoid touching her dad’s hand; but he had made it impossible to do so because when she grabbed the fork one of her fingers had brushed across his skin. She could see that he looked down at her when he felt her icy hand touch his, and that’s how he knew she wasn’t getting any better. She never once made eye contact with him because of the underlying fear that she felt that if she did look up at him he would take it as a sign that she was trying to stand up for herself, and she honestly did not want that to happen and risk a fight before school.
She looked down at her plate just using the fork to pick at the fluffy eggs that were to the left. She tensed up when she heard the chair from the other side of the table being scooted out. It was just her father moving the chair so he could sit down with his plate of food. She would glance up for a moment before her gaze went back to look at the food on the table. Almost anyone that would walk into the room could feel the tension that was in the air between Aspen and her father. The entire time she was at the table, she was trying to see if there would be an opportunity to just ditch the food, and just dart out through the door; but unfortunately it just felt like her dad could read her mind, and he wasn’t going to let her leave the table anytime soon.
“You could at least act like I'm a decent cook ya know.”
Her dad broke the silence between the two with his statement. Aspen didn’t honestly care if the food was good or not. She just didn’t want to be in this house any longer. Before Aspen responded to her dad she had two thoughts in mind. Either she was going to just ignore her dad’s stupid comment, or she was just going to put up a mask; and act like she actually tolerates him. She knew what the right response was, but she honestly wanted to just speak up and say something.
“It’s not that I’m just…not hungry” She spoke quietly. She wasn’t even at school, but she already felt anxious about every little thing. After she said that she could hear the metal fork hit the porcelain white plate that caused her flinch; and that’s when she knew she shouldn’t have said that. All she thought about was how the hell was she going to get out of this situation.
I love turning on notifications for my favorite blogs. I think it's so cool to get notifications when they reblog or post something new, because it can range from comically big shit to something you have to use the 'i swear I'm a writer' excuse. Or it could just be something very gay or queer-related.
I love seeing what kind of shit people reblog. Like, what's on your for you that can range from sexual jokes to extremely specific facts to heavy gore?
@lancedoncrimsonwings @rabbit-flaying @holy3cake @grail-lifesupport This is about you.
Some of them are pics cause i couldn't find Gifs, and some of them are novels and not movies cause i can't decide ten favourite movies. And i as you can see i have a taste for child moveis and i am Very proud of that.
Next cause i don't know any of your favourite things other than Black flowers: @moyavince
Movie Tag Game
Rules: Without naming them, post a gif from ten of your favorite films, then tag ten people to do the same!
Thank you for the tag my lovely @thelettersfromnoone!
Okay I lied, the first two are my favourite movies in existence hehehe. I guess I am a romcom girlie, and I'm going to attempt to write a fic based on that first movie as a late present for your birthday @lord-aldhelm 💕💕
No pressure tags: @grinningkatz @lancedoncrimsonwings @paula-in-dreamland @book-and-music-lover @synintheraven
@errruvande @waterfallsilverberrywrites @bilbotargaryen @thenameswinter99 @persephones-journey @whitedarkmoonflower @lord-aldhelm
Im bringing up my post about Rachel Elizabeth Dare getting seizures every time she delivers a prophecy. A seizure is when there’s a disruption of brain cells giving signals. The oracle sorta works like that, interrupting the brain and whatnot so I’m gonna yap about her having seizures as an epileptic.
The spirit takes ahold of her, and she drops. She is shaking, and twitching, her eyes are glowing green. Everyone is instructed not to touch her. The oracle finishes talking in the tongue of a vague future through her, and you’d expect her to get back up, dust herself, and get some rest, right? No. Her brain is still too excited, electrical signals are dancing in her head like it’s a rave and Apollo recognizes it as a seizure. Percy is unsure what to do since she just kinda twitching in his hold.
She wakes up in the infirmary, and it takes some time to regain awareness. She gets told about what happened, and though she is kind of regretting her decision, she chose to be the host of the oracle, and she must bear the aftershocks.
“Omigodss we need to know which Guinea pig is casting Percy for season two!!”
“No we need to see Aryan in a wedding dress!!!”
WHAT ABOUT OUR SUPER PERFECT QUEEN REYNA, HUH??? WE COULD GET A CAMEO OF HER ON CIRCES ISLAND!!!! BE SO FR RN
i know what you are
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANNABETH IM VERYLATE BUT JUST HAPPY BIRTHDAY I WAS OUT WITH NO WIFI
You gotta break Will Solace to seem him shine #glowstickcore
Erm, Maybe an Au where Rachel Dare, Hazel Levesque, and Malcom pace are in a silly friendgroup and they are jokingly dissing eachother then they all lock in, realizing that they can draw eachother pregnant.
We know that Nico has this death detector when someone dies.
So like what if he has a detector for when somebody boutta commit *cough cough* Sewerslide. I mean, why wouldn't he?
Death can't always be prevented but this death can be
Drug dryads.
I mean we got Marijuana which is technically a plant.
So like...
Will solace is the kind of guy to tell you to get 8 hours of sleep, say that mental health is important, and how you should eat 3 meals a day and then pull all nighters, neglect his mental being, and forget to eat because he uses all his time to take care of other people
It’s cannon that demigods can wield the mist, especially Hecates children.
Do you think Alabastor C. Torrington would use the mist to traumatize little children when they stare at him for too long, and appear as a elderitch creature for a few seconds.
Like imagine being a little Kid, Some brunette walks in the aisles and you don’t realize you’re staring at him, but he turns around and he looks like a doppelgänger from Mandela catalog .
You turn around to tell your parents the horror you witnessed, but the moment you 180 to point out the entity, its like it was never there.
There you have it, my head cannon of our magic boy.
There's one thing I don't get about DRN...WHERE does one use it? I know it's supposed to be pseudo coding language and the site indicates it should be or can be typed, but in which case how does my drone access it? So we get to choose where the programme is run? For example, how/where would you personally test DRN for us?
First off, for those who don't know, DRN is a psuedo-code language used to write "programs" for people to run, usually drones, dolls, robots, etc.
I have a personal text based repository via an app on my phone that I use for my DRN (Drone Restraint Notation) code, an application called Obsidian. A paid subscription is needed to use on multiple devices but it's $5 a month and I use it also as a repository for my story ideas/writing WIPs so it's worth it to me. It's also possible to have separate repositories and just send files between programmer and the target drone/maid/doll/robot to add to their obsidian files. You could just as easily make and share a Git file or some sort of shared Google folder for free. Any online repository would be ideal for sharing with your drone/maid/doll/robot.
(Side note, since I use this as a gender/species affirmation thing I'm experienced in writing DRN for simple day-to-day tasks as well as spicy things and can help with both. Running on code to me feels euphoric and helps a lot with executive dysfunction which is why I do it, but I understand that everyone's view on DRN will be unique/different)
When it comes to sending it to me, you can go ahead and send the entire block via asks or DMs (let me know you're sending it to me before just throwing it all in there though please), hell you could even screenshot it!
As per how I can test these DRN files, there's a few ways. I could compare it to my code as well as the code of some acquaintances OR I could just run the program myself/a friend depending on what it is and get back with results. Not everything would be able to be tested the later way, but it is an option.
Now, how does that all work? Well I have scheduled events/programs and spontaneous ones that must be manually done.
Some of my programs have triggers for specific events, like whenever I feel I'm getting ready for bed (or when the clock hits Midnight) I have a nightly routine program that kicks in. It's fairly simple so I have it dedicated to my memory banks at this point but it never hurts to check it again to refresh my memory.
Some of my programs need to be manually run. A good SFW example is that my boyfriend sometimes sends me this message "EXECUTE: Vault/DRN/Main/Commands/Status_Report.DRN" which makes me stop what I'm doing in the exact moment to fill out a sheet and talk to them about my general physical condition and mental state.
If you have any further questions please feel free to let me know!
(Also if anyone wants me to share my code I 1000% would be willing to)
Okay, so, you know that au? The one where; as Apollo is battling Python in the styx, his blood becomes flowers on the riverbed? Yeah, well I had a sudden, wonderful idea, and this is what came from it.
Have Apollo/Lester (chibi style) and his styx flowers.
Close ups of the boy
