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A retired super villain is in the bank with his 6 year old daughter when a new crew of super villains comes in to rob the place.
so like what if I started writing about a girl with her dead (supposedly) unrequited love and her journey to try to bring him back to life.
like ngl I think that would breathe the life back into me…
This hadn't been the first time Marinette kissed Chat noir. As Ladybug, she had kissed him on serval occasions, mainly to save his sorry butt from the effects of one Akuma or another, but this was the first time she had done it as Marinette. Half of the time, and silly little Chat hadn't even remembered.
The scent of cinnamon and almond frosting wafted through the air along with a few leaves. Adrien did his best to ignore the way his heart skipped at the way she smiled at her old sketches and tried to focus on something else.
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Hello everyone! Figured I should make one of these since I plan to flood this place with all of my nonsense! Will update is I write more! So please feel free to ask me if you have any requests for x reader! I'll also right any pairings you like, except Quaritch, he belongs to reader >:)))
🔄 - ongoing
✅ - completed
🔞 - adult only content - mostly pertaining to smut - MINORS DON'T YOU DARE
🌸 - family friendly, hand holding, fluff, romance no smut, platonic etc.
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🔄🔞 The Lie of Providence - Recom/Na'vi Miles Quaritch x Sully! Female! Na'vi Reader
🔄🔞Revenant - Colonel Miles Quaritch x Female! Wife! Reader
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✅🔞Hold My Hand and Never Let Go - Jake Sully x Omatikaya! Female! Na'vi Reader
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Giving Thanks for 500+!
Holy shit I've made it to 500! Thank you to all my followers and moots! I wouldn't be here without you. I appreciate every like, reply, and reblog you so graciously send my way; truly words cannot express my gratitude in its entirety!
I would also like to give a big thank you and shout out to the following people:
@mechformers, @milknhonies, @villiansimpqueen, @loaksbitch, @starkay, @tarrynightss, @kurogxrix
You are all such amazing writers, and reading your works inspired me to take the leap and write my own! Thank you, truly, for the amazing work each and every one of you puts out. I send you much love! I hope one day you perhaps take the time to read some of my own works. Your opinions would mean the world to me! <3 I hope you guys keep continuing to bless this fandom with your presence; I am humbled in your glory.
I also want to give special thanks to the familiar faces of (sorry if I miss anyone!):
@rsclopez, @manymaria111, @olivia-the-weirdo, @sarcasticrandy, @royallaufeyson, @essenceinpink, @totesnothere04, @mechformers❤️, @angel-of-silver369, @the-hufflebird-girl, @villirios
Thank you so much to you guys! It brings a smile to my face every time I see any kind of interaction to a post from you guys!!! ❤️❤️❤️
SO! I was supposed to draw this pic in celebration of 500, but uhhhh I got distracted writing and getting sick and working lmao. Anyway please enjoy the rough sketch then!
This is Recom Miles being confronted by my version of Eywa from Lie of Providence.
Do um... Do you have a permanent taglist? 👉👈 If you do, could I pretty please be added to it? 🥺😇
Ohhh that's a fantastic idea! I'll start one!
If anyone else wants to be on the permanent tag list please interact with this post: like, comment or retweet etc.
Note!!! Being on this taglist means you're gonna get tagged for almost ANYTHING I post!
Red Rivers Run Deep
word count: 1787
Pairing: Human! Colonel Miles Quaritch x Human! Female! Reader Tags/Warning: hurt, comfort, established relationship, slight angst, crying, period cramps Summary: Period pains aren't the only pain you're dealing with right now. You're grateful that your husband is there to comfort you.
Author's Note: So I wrote this, then didn't like what I wrote so I rewrote it TwT For the request from @idrinktheadarling Hope it's to your liking! Apologies as always for any grammatical mistakes.
You didn’t think something so insignificant could affect you to such a degree.
But it wasn’t insignificant, now was it?
The seemingly inoffensive pink line stares back at you.
Singular.
Negative.
You throw the pregnancy test in the trash, washing your hands with gusto as if to wash away the pain.
And it was not just the physical pain of your impending period that assaults you. Your heart is aching something fierce. You feel guilty. It was as if, what right did you have, to dream of such things? What deeds have you done, to earn such happiness?
If Eywa was real, then she did not bless you this day. If God was real, then you feel as though you are far beyond his reach.
You had been so sure, yet cautiously hoping. Your period was late, as was indicated on the app you used to track it. The pains you got were always severe, sometimes taking you out of commission completely.
You remember that you need to tell Grace you won’t be available for any field work for a few days, perhaps even a whole week. You call her through the commlink. True to her name, she was gracious in understanding of your situation. She can tell something is off; there is a troubled cadence to your voice underneath your hisses of pain. She doesn’t press you for answers. You ask her to send your husband your way should she see him.
Once you’re done with your call, you meander to the bed, carefully laying yourself on Miles’ side. His pillow smells so faintly of his cologne. And even though you clearly have matching bedding, his pillow somehow felt just that much softer.
Another slice of pain cuts through you, and you clench your teeth to bear through it. Fucking hell, you wish you could be in your Avatar right now. Never have you felt so envious of, what was essentially just another you; the Na’vi didn’t have periods like humans did.
You smile at the memory of when Grace had regaled you with the tale of mortified looks from the older Omatikayan children’s faces when she had explained the concept to them all years ago. You had laughed until your stomach ached when she tried imitating them.
“‘Sa’nok! Are you bleeding now?? Are you okay, does it hurt???’ Oh, poor Tsu’tey was beside himself!” Grace laughs with a hand to her heart. She’s still giggling when she tries making a disgruntled face, pretending to swat someone behind the head.
“‘Tsk! Skxáwng! It’s probably impolite to ask such things! Sorry Sa’nok, please pay him no mind.’ Sylwanin gave him an earful for that one. She was always so bright that one, wise beyond her years…” Her voice trails off then. You see the shift in her gaze, the sadness behind her faltering smile. Even years later, the pain of what those soldiers did still lingers...
Another stab of pain interrupts your trip down memory lane. You curse out loud, clutching your abdomen. You don’t feel like stumbling through the base to medical for some pain killers.
You close your eyes, trying your best to will yourself to sleep. If Eywa could not bless you with a child, then maybe she would at least let slumber take you.
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When next you open your eyes, you look out the window to see night has already fallen. The pain has subsided to a dull ache. You notice then, that a hot water bottle has been nestled against you, with your hands carefully maneuvered to hold it in place.
What? Who? When?
The answer is immediately obvious. The sounds from the bathroom catch your ears; the shower is running, and you can hear the faint yet distinct sound of familiar humming. Miles must have come in some time whilst you slept on, placing the warm bottle where it now lay.
You let out a deep content sigh, readjusting yourself and the bottle to be more comfortable on your side, facing away from the bathroom door. You eye then catches the items placed on the bedside table. There is a thermos, and when you reach out to touch it, the bottle still feels hot. Beside it sits some pain killers in a small plastic cup.
You sit up, propping yourself against the pillows. And as you do, you see the bag sitting at your bedside. It’s filled with little boxes and packets of your favourite snacks; at least the ones available here on Pandora.
You lip quivers, and you feel as though you could cry. You love the small gestures just as much as the grand. You clear your throat, vigorously rubbing your cheeks to stop yourself from crying. You grab the thermos. You unscrew the lid and sniff the hot contents. The smell is delectable and enticing. Your pour yourself some in the lid and drink it down greedily.
You sit there, drinking from the thermos in quiet contemplation.
The dull ache in your lower abdomen pulls your mind back to that accursed test in bin. You wonder if Miles saw it, what would say? Would he share in your sadness? Would he be relieved? Would he berate you for wanting to even start a family?
But what was really waiting for you there? A dying world? Was there even anything worth going back for? You had no immediate family. The only family you truly had now, was here, on this planet light years away. And who knew how long you’d even be stationed here anyway; this was for all intents and purposes your new home. And despite its rough edges, you loved this place to bits.
Did you even want to start a family on Pandora? You know all too well the hostility of this place. It was probably a stupid idea, wanting to have kids here. It would be a far better idea to wait until you’re both shipped back home.
And you love your husband dearly. And you are certain, without a shadow of a doubt, he loves you back just as much. You feel apprehensive though; the two of you had spoken of kids before, but it was always around ‘when we get back home’. Pandora never did feel like home for him; probably never would.
Your lips press into a thin line as your mind spirals lower. Why this time, out of all the other times…Why was it this particular time, that you’re so disappointed?
You don’t even realize the noise from the bathroom has stopped. Nor do you even register when Miles emerges from the bathroom dressed for bed.
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Miles stops himself in the doorway of the bathroom, leaning on the door frame. He takes the time to stare at you, study you. You’re sitting up in bed, drinking from the thermos he brought. Your eyes are unfocused, staring blanking ahead. He wonders what’s on your mind, but he has a pretty good idea of what it could be. He had seen the test in the bin. Luckily, he didn’t need to pick it up; it had been facing upward, the pink line in plain sight.
He watches the micro expressions that dance across your face as your mind wonders. There is a tightness in his chest, and he quietly grimaces. He knows he needs to talk to you; you are clearly upset and the air needs to be cleared. When he sees the threat of tears in your eyes, the quiver of your lip, he swiftly pushes himself off the wall.
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The sound of his approach has you snap your head up to him. It takes you a moment to register, but you offer him a gentle smile. It does not reach your eyes.
“Hi honey,” you greet him, holding up the thermos. “Thanks for this, I really need it. All of it, actually…” You return the thermos to the bedside.
“It’s no trouble sweetheart, anything for my best girl.” He lays down beside you, pulling you into his arms does. You nestle yourself into his side, head resting on his shoulder, hand resting on his chest, the hot water bottle sandwiched between you two.
“[Y/N]…Are you okay?”
It’s such a simple question. Requires a simple answer.
Instead you cry. He turns himself to face you, arms wrapping around you. He pulls you to him, your hands fist into his shirt tightly.
His hand leaves warm patterns in your back, his mouth whispers comforts into the softness of your hair.
When you manage to calm yourself, reduced to only sniffing, you finally speak.
“I’m…sorry…” you manage to choke out. He tuts you, and you feel him shake his head.
“You don’t ever have to apologise darling; least of all to me. You wanna cry, you go ahead and cry.” He wipes your face with tissues you didn’t even see him grab.
You open your mouth to speak, but instead you groan in pain as you’re hit with another wave of pain.
“Did you take the painkillers?”
“No…forgot…”
Miles reaches behind you, grabbing the little cup. He hands it to you, and you wordlessly take it. You wash down the pills with a swig from the thermos.
Miles instructs you to lie on your back. He moves his hand under the pillow, laying on his side, pressed into you. He moves the water bottle away, replacing it with his hand instead.
Slowly he rubs your lower abdomen in gentle circles. The light pressure almost feels like a massage. You let out a content sigh as the pain subsides back into the dull ache. You feel his breath tickle the hair on your head.
“Do you wanna talk about it?” He asks vaguely.
“Not…right now. Maybe tomorrow? When I’m not in so much pain please…” You answer, and he’s not entirely convinced you’re only talking about cramps.
“Of course sweetheart,” he plants a kiss to your temple. “I love you.”
“I love you too, thank you…” You close your eyes, leaning your head into him.
“If it means anything…I just want you to know, I think you’d be a great mom…And I’d love nothing more to start a family with you…Even if it has to be on Pandora.”
You turn your head to look at him then. His gaze speaks a thousand words. All of them feel like declarations of love. You lean up and he instinctively leans down to meet you half way.
Your lips press upon one another in a soft languid kiss; soft and tender with metered passion.
And just as his hand lessens the pain in your lower abdomen, so too do his words lessen the pain in your heart.
You feel assured, that everything will be okay.
RTV Tour | Nira Cake PoV
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3
@rtv-puzzlevision-studios
I've downed some coffee, read some people's parts and felt a bit more alive to write something and even tag some people ^^
(to those who I tagged - feel free to DM me and interact in some way, if you want :) /nf
(« " " » -> thoughts)
(« — » -> speech)
As everyone proceed to the next department, the little white squirrel followed the crowd, as usual, in the back.
Miss Cake was grateful that, by some miracle, noone seemed to get hurt by the stairs. Well, at least badly. Some seemed to trip but otherwise looked okay.
She curiously glanced around the crowd.
"So many unique people here..." — she thought.
As she observed the crowd, she noticed a white and purple-blue person, keeping to themselves but looking around with excitement too.
( @alelathedragon )
"Ah, it's them again". Seeing how they were alone and still didn't interact with anyone, the little squirrel felt a sense of familiarity. In a way, she was, herself, a social ghost in some sense. Always among the crowd, but never standing out. Well, at least she was having fun without bothering anyone. "... Should I talk to them?" — she tilted her head.
At some point Nira noticed her Boss vanishing somewhere and reappearing with a familiar little tv-headed creature. Ah, Animsay, was it? The head of the.... Ah, Social Media Department, right! Man, she really ought to memorise some of the important people who worked here, heh (´-﹏-`；).
When everyone arrived at the Film department Nira suddenly noticed someone tripping at the last step of yet another, but less deadly flight of stairs.
( @leirom71000 )
She quickly moved to help them but noticed that the blonde girl got up, dusted herself off and overall seemed fine. The squirrel sighed with relief. She decided to continue on with the crowd. But maybe she should check on the girl, just in case.
Because Nira rarely got out of her Health Department office, she was kind of participating in the tour too, listening to Boss and the crew, taking in the information with interest.
When the crew members were done introducing themselves and and the crowd dispersed in various directions, Nira decided to briefly go to the kitchen and fill up her small water bottle that she always kept at herself.
As she entered the kitchen she saw a familiar figure with horns and striking red ribbons around.
( @grinnames )
Grinnames, as she remembered. That one weird gal. The one that wanted to....eat...the fanmail...? Okay, nevermind. Weird. But funny, in some way.
As the healthcare employee moved to the kitchen counter and proceeded to fill up her bottle, she observed Grinnames putting something in the crew's fridge-... Wait- was that even allowed?? Huh??
She wanted to stop her and ask what she was doing, but anxiety got better of her. Oh well. The white squirrel finished with her bottle and moved to head out of the kitchen, thinking on her way about how many people with food poisoning she would possibly get in her office soon...
At some point while walking, she daydreamed about what if the tour visited her department. Well, It's remote and not that interesting. But the office she worked at was nicely decorated, with hung-up stars and posters and even some plushies around. The majority of employees who visited her office said they liked the place. It brought a sense of whimsy and piece to them, which Nira was only happy to hear.
Suddenly, something snapped her out of her thoughts.
Her medic senses were tingling...
Quickly looking around, she noticed a familiar figure that caught her attention .
( @runrabitrunrunrun )
It was the delivery girl. She seemed to storm off in the side of the crowd. But something felt off...
A concerned expression fell on her face. Looking around the crowd, she thought of what to do... Leave her post? She anxiously thought to herself. "You know what? No!" Screw it, her job was to make sure everyone on the tour was alright, even the employees, and like heck she was going to ignore someone suffering!
Swiftly, Nira moved through the crowd, silently and unnoticed, smoothly avoiding people and keeping track of Nick's directions.
For a moment she lost sight of her. Nira worriedly looked around and then saw the bathroom door.
She approached it slowly, carefully twisting the handle. Locked.
"Well, crap. What to do, what to do..."
She looked around when a glint of metal up ahead caught her eye. The ventilation shaft.
"A-ha!" — with a silent triumph the squirrel climbed up the shaft and expertly moved through it.
There was a thumping sound inside the bathroom before something fell Infront of Nicknack with a loud CLANK and thud.
Before the girl with a heart-shaped eye patch sat a white squirrel, holding onto her head and huffing from dust. Her eyes noticed Nick, sitting at the floor and gripping her legs tightly. Awkward silence followed.
—Uhhh... Hi! Are you...okay? — the squirrel asked timidly with a tentative smile, hand behind her head still.
She is ready to offer her help. What would happen next?
And that's the part! Again, if you want to interact with Nira - feel free to comment/tag/DM!
(not forcing tho! :)
Okay, I lied, maybe I had a bit of motivation to draw and made these scribbles yesterday.
I wanted to do something for my soulmate because it's been a month since we started texting eachother 💛. These sketches are based off of a fanart he received from one of his followers.
Here's the original:
Dergon 🥰
As you can see, I'm bad at drawing sonic characters 😅🥲.
RTV Tour | Nira Cake PoV
Part 1 Part 2
@rtv-puzzlevision-studios I'm sorry I'm so late, you can skip this bit if you want, I just wrote it to maintain my presence in the tour 😅🥲 sorry
Nira stood there, in the back of the lobby. She was looking at the crowd, monitoring everyone's behaviour and simultaneously observing anyone for adverse symptoms.
By her nature, she was rather observant in some way, and noticed some individuals acting a bit suspicious. Oh well... There were security workers and she trusted them to do their duty to maintain peace during the event.
When Mr Puzzles's speech was over, her ears perked, and Miss Cake stared to move behind the crowd after everyone.
Passing the staircase, she squinted her eyes and glared at it a bit child-like, like it had personal beef with her.
Miss Cake followed everyone at the art department. While the everyone was meeting the lovely head of the said department, Nira thought about all those valentine letters Mr Puzzles got. Rather cute, she must say. People really loved him.
She was pleasantly surprised to see participants receiving plush toys as gifts. Her eyes squinted in mirth and she quietly chuckled to herself, seeing people's smiles.
As boss' speech ended, she was ready to depart towards the next destination.
Nira is available for interaction! If you mention her in your story and want me to read it, please tag me, and if you want to interact with her, please DM me so we can write the interaction together! 😊
On another note, Animsay, I'm sorry my part is so short and came out late. Sadly I have too much going on rn, but I'll still try to participate in the tour! 😭
RTV Tour | Nira Cake PoV
Part 1
@rtv-puzzlevision-studios
The young squirrel with a black tie stood in the lobby, further off, hands behind her back and rocking on her hills giddily.
As a healthcare employee of the Puzzlevision Studios, Miss Cake was tasked to be on a standby and monitor the groups during the tour, provide medical help to anyone, if something was to occur.
She was observing the huge crowd of various people, both very exited and nervous for the event.
❌ “Kill them with kindness“
✅ Confuse them with kindness. Absolutely baffle them. Catch them off guard so bad they stop and seriously question your sanity for a moment. "Are they really this gullible, or just stupid??" Be the small gentle ray of candour that blinds them when looking at your innocent smile. Show them the warmth that never grazed their frigid soul before. There are only two paths for you after that: you're either dead or become the light of their life. Maybe even changing their ways for the better. For both of you.
Be that change.
Another 'what-if?' self-insert scenario, yippee!
🪁 What if Nira was to babysit Telly?
(for @its-a-me-mango 's little event)
• She isn't entirely sure how to interact with kids, so at first she opted to let Telly play with her little fluffy tail. Despite being a living paper doodle, Nira has very soft fur that's surprisingly pleasant to the touch.
• Then she'd engage in all kinds of different activities with them throughout the day: make colourful drawings, play outside with a kite in the warm sunny weather. She would show Telly how to make paper animals, while telling fun little facts about them:
"Did you know that bunnies like to jump around and play with their friends when they're happy?"
🌌 Then, after an eventful day Nira would tell Telly a bedtime story while they fall asleep on her cozy tail.
Maybe she doesn't know how to babysit
Maybe she can't often find the right words of encouragement
But she knows one thing — she will do everything in her power to make sure this precious kid's smile doesn't waver anytime soon
📏 Okay, so out of curiosity I've decided to compare the heights of a couple of characters in the RTV au
So here's Nicknack. As @runrabitrunrunrun stated, she's somewhere between 5'7-5'9 feet. My oc Nira is next to her. I haven't really decided on her height at first, but now I think she's approximately 3'7-4'0 ft tall (without ears)
AND THEN THERE'S THIS MF!! (/aff💕)
gahDAYMN HE'S TALL (☉_☉')
I mean, I knew @4thwallbreakerdraws2 said he was tall, but not this tall. cheezits (ꏿ﹏ꏿ;)
Guess who watched the funni movie 🍿
«Dog Man» was so silly and good?? It has so many amazing facial expressions to practice drawing the dot eyes 🤌
Not 30 minutes into the movie and I already doodled so much 😵💫😁 hehe
(and, of course, the scene that became viral in tiktok, lmao)
Another 'what-if?' scenario with my sona:
What if Nira got possessed by GodBox! SMG3?
(and by 'what if' I mean what is going to happen)
GodBox!AU by @grinnames . Joining the Possession Collection :)
CW: descriptions of gore!!
The transformation:
hehe. she has the teethies :)
• Despite her harmless appearance, Nira has a little secret — a giant maw with two rows of sharp teeth. She keeps it very well hidden and almost never opens her mouth because she's afraid of scaring people with it 😥
But SMG3 will be sure to use it to its full potential :)
• How it all happened: she gets jumped in the back of an alleyway or something lol
It's over in seconds. She tried to fight. She really did, as much as her weak pathetic body could resist
• As for the consequences:
You see, Nira has an interesting special power. She can manipulate one's bodily functions with a single touch, and as a kind soul she is — uses it to help people. Now what will happen when SMG3 is the one in control? Oh. Nothing good :)
Hmmm, let's see... How about restricting the work of the respiratory muscles and watching, while the person struggles for their life and dies from asphyxiation? Oh, or how about melting ALL the bones in the body so it becomes nothing but a screaming mass of skin and organs? Oh, oh! Or how about slowly increasing the pressure inside the skull till the point everything inside EXPLODES and leaks through all the natural head orifices? The possibilities are endless ~
Hm? How would she feel about all that?
Oh, absolutely devastated :)
Thinking of starting a series of 'what-if?' inserts with my sona. And the first victim is:
What if I worked at RTV's Puzzlevision Studios?
(AU by @4thwallbreakerdraws2)
(long post)
• "Healthy workers are productive workers" — that's something that I think even RTV couldn't disagree on and something that Nira was introduced to when she first started working at the famous RTV Studios.
Somewhere in the studio grounds there's a small department, consisting of a few staff members, that is responsible for taking care of workers' occuring health troubles. And Nira is part of that team.
• Her special powers are [REDACTED] that allow her to manipulate living organisms' bodily functions via direct skin-to-skin contact and In expense of her and/or the patient's energy (the amount of which depends on the patient's body condition, but oftentimes theirs is more than enough)
With a simple touch she can make headaches go away, calm nerves, release back muscle pain, heal paper cuts and coffee burns, make medicine work faster and much, much more. The possibilities are endless.
• As incredibly useful and amazing as that sounds, it also means she has the power to alternate anything in the body. Which is... Well... She tries not to think about it. That is the reason she almost constantly wears her gloves — to not accidentally hurt someone. Not that it ever happened, but still, she is simply too paranoid.
• She takes her job with great responsibility, trying to provide her best help and prove her worth to the company, despite her shyness and anxiety.
That is also the reason why she really admires RTV — The Big Boss rarely comes to the Healthcare section because of it's remote location and his many other more important tasks of being the CEO. But when he does (to check the employees' work, for instance) it's as if a celebrity came to visit.
Well, because he is one. He's confident, smart, charming, powerful and overall incredible figure in her eyes. Truly the most fitting to control The Studio. And that inspires Nira to her very core.
🎶"Care for a dance?" 🎶
In relation to this post of RTV dancing ✨
Good thing I know a handful of ballroom dances myself 😏🤭
I do have my gloves on btw, per the request. Wouldn't want to disrespect his wishes. Also upscaled myself a little, but BOY is he HUGE still. (12 feet is no joke)
Reality TV!Mr Puzzles belongs to @4thwallbreakerdraws2
+bonus:
I am actually silently absolutely freaking out on the inside lmao
I KNOW he's an arrogant miscreant but MAN he is so fine- *COUGH* WHO SAID THAT 😳
What can I say, I am weak in front of charming and confident men (platonically)
"OH GREAT HEAVENS-"
I am flabbergasted 😂
Bro I WILL draw him-
"Alone on a Friday night?~"
(you are alone because he ate your date)
(You're next 🫵)
So, Cardinal.... May I do a quick sketch of you in my sketchbook??? :3 📖🖊️
P.... please don't actually draw him like that-
"Shut up, let the fans have fun :]"
God I hate you
🌹He's ready for the date🌹
Will you be his valentine~?
(cw: suggestive (?))
oop- my hand slipped-
*COUGH* 😳
Anyway, on a side note, I've decided to start posting my art on my tiktok. It'll be mostly short videos and art whilst my youtube channel will be for more self-indulgent and bigger videos
Upd: I dunno if I should tag @/scimagic cus it is a 'Puzzles in different outfits' trend, but I don't wanna bother her ┐(‘～`;)┌
Very torn between replying as: "well damn 😔 *embraces the eggs*" and "bold of you to assume I have a house"
"Bentley sure is a.... interesting 'dog' (/pos). Can I... Can I pet him?"
"If he's alright with it of course! I know not every pupper likes to be pet by strangers, and I completely understand and respect it."
"If so, then please tell him I said what a good boy he is"
-sincerely, your local pet person
(also, Arch is still looking as handsome as ever- *COUGH* WHO SAID THAT (⁄ ⁄•⁄-⁄•⁄ ⁄) )
Cannon
"........pretending that you didn't just walk up to me in the middle of my villainy just to ask if you can pet my dog...... Is NOT something I will be doing today- you have exactly 5 hours to attempt and move houses before it's covered in eggs while also being charged the fees for clean up "
" i would say good luck. But we both know you're not actually escaping this "
Me: *had 5 double-lessons today and been away from home from 7am to 6pm*
Blue-doofus: How much water did you drink?
Me: uhhhhhhhh... 600 ml? (~20 oz, aka my 1 bottle) (;ŏ﹏ŏ) 👉👈
@blue-doofus : ...
In relation to her comment from my last post:
And a couple of self-indulgent doodles:
Oh, and also:
Me: Look!! It's Michael, scorner of the internet!- *slaps my brain*-
Also me: It's «Michael's corner of the internet», you idiot! Memorise his blog name correctly already!!
@artfennec
⭐ GET ART JUMPSCARED BACK! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!/silly/pos ⭐
Also Happy Birthday to you! And I'm so sorry I'm so late! 😭
Like, I remember your birthday being somewhere in January but when I checked the date, turned out I actually missed it! I'm so sorryyyy! 🙏🙏🙏
So here's a little gift I did for your special day, for all of the art you've done for me and for being an amazing person, I truly appreciate it 💖
"Puzzlevisions' open day... A tour... blah blah blah... A uniform required..."
@4thwallbreakerdraws2
Hi, hello, it is I~ ✨
I hope you'll allow me to participate even tho I've donned only the tie 👀💧
🤭 Oy vey look who's posting art again 🤭
I tried to make him look less traced and more ✨my style✨ (tho I don't even have one hwehuhuwhw)
🦴 Here you go guys, photos of my skeleton (Cat. Cat's skeleton, not mine, lmao) and a couple of fun facts about the process of skeleton-making and animal anatomy 🦴
I put them under the cut just in case some of yall are sensitive and don't want to see it 👇
Felis catus or domestic cat
He was a male british shorthair, a bit fat but not obese. I don't quite remember if we concluded the cause of death during autopsy but the dissection was informative (I'd post the photos but I'm afraid it would be too much 😬)
So here's a photo of mid-process assembling:
We used wires and instant glue. Gotta be careful with this stuff cuz it sticks to your fingers like crazy (and yes, there's a cow leg lying around in the background).
The one who was assembling was yours truly and I wasted SO MUCH TIME looking at the anatomy textbook to set the pose and limbs properly, but in the end it paid off. Our curator said that it was the most anatomically accurate cat posture out of all cat skeletons our uni museum had (yippee!)
(Also notice how gray the skeleton is compared to the previous photos. That's because when removing meat from the bones, we boil them and they tend to go gray, so in the final stage the skeleton needs to be whitened in hydrogen peroxide)
If you look closely at the skull you might notice that the jaws are not aligned properly — that's because my groupmate glued them the wrong way :p You need to be VERY precise in how you glue stuff, it doesn't separate easy afterwards.
Now see these two small bones right here? They are the collarbones. Fun fact about them is that cats and many other animals either have them reduced in size or don't have them at all! It depends on the species, but the main purpose of their absence is to help animals' front paws move more freely. In case of cats — to be more agile while climbing trees, fitting through small holes or walking on thin surfaces.
So naturally, these tiny bones just... reside in the muscle, not connected to literally anything.
And in this case our skeleton, I dare say, is very special, because, unlike the ones in the museum, it has collarbones in display. While removing the meat we (well, I) decided to not get rid of them and instead come up with a way to somehow include them in the final product. I came up with the idea of gluing them to transparent poles made of UV-curing glue. And as you can see, it worked pretty well 😄
All in all, it was a complicated, long but fun and very interesting process (nothing like my mute swan skeleton). This kitty-cat is gonna live forever in our museum as a display of hard work and dedication 🩷
Guys, I've been in a bit of an artblock lately but want to get back to drawing stuff as soon as possible (cus now I actually have time, yippee)
So! While you wait, I can offer you an interesting thing — pics of my first year vet project: the full skeleton of a domestic cat 🦴
Would you be interested? (Here's a little teaser 👇)
