You are loved.
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My brain is braining >:3
Trying my hand at digital art again, tho I'm still pretty bad at it 🙃
Ohh, so I was looking at my storage and found these! I originally shared them on twitter before yeeting the platform. Anyway, feel free to use! Art memes for your oc :D
I had a thought
I have a question about the Harley Sawyer and Player/p.w au swap. Can you give a little information, like player/p.w ended up as an experiment? My head can't think straight. It's going to explode from thinking so much.
For my thoughts on the swap au, I was thinking that P.W. was very angry about being cast out of the Young Geniuses Program and then later when he was brought into playtime co.
He planned to sabotage the company and expose their secrets, but then Leith found out about it, and when he was about to bring all the information to the press or police, he ended up getting knocked out.
Later, he woke up, feeling very drowsy, and found he was strapped to an operation table with Bruno and Harley standing over him. He tried getting free and screamed at them before getting knocked out again from the anesthesia.
Then, when he finally came to, he saw the world through a screen. And he was pissed, swearing at Leith, Bruno, and especially Harley, saying he was going to make sure they paid and that he was going to kill them.
Anyway, that's all I had for now, so it's like how Harley went, only a bit different with him planning to expose the company.
Thank you for the ask :3
Why are x male reader so flipping rare like please we need more male reader. Even the “gender neutral” fanfics are female 😩 I’m gonna bawl my eyes out
The more I get back into liking, loving and lusting on people, the more I'm reminded what a sanitized, segregated lie queers have been built into.
I've met the sweetest, prettiest queens who tell me "Well, I'm a transsexual. Sometimes I call myself a transman because both my trans self and my manhood are me."
New friends tell me about the sexcapades their closed polycule gets up to that they just watch because they're a kinky ace.
There's staunch lesbians who helped the love of their life transition as a transmasc, gay men begging to be topped by trans men with the fattest tits.
Older queers don't hesitate to shout "oh, like Prince!" when I tell them I'm androgyne. Vanilla questioning men will text me day after day before shyly confessing I'm their dream guy. Closeted trans women ask to kiss me because I'm their dream girl. Doms and subs who melt when they realize I'm both and neither, and they didn't know somebody like me existed.
There's vanilla lesbians on Grindr and acearos who have shown me love deeper than I thought possible and guydykes kissing girlfags and MtFtMtX elders and throuples that have so much affection that they just collectively parent babygays who got disowned.
Everybody is so beautiful! There is so much love! It is no wonder a cruel world has a vested interest in suppressing queerness when humanity is so expansive to us.
This is the version of the post I would like people to reblog. Pride belongs to everybody – not just the people that make you comfortable.
by storyboard supervisor Erik Fountain
A few years ago, Erik put together these updated AT storyboard guidelines for new board artists and revisionists.
bill cmon man this is getting embarrassing
"They were once one, but now… they are apart."
Doey the Doughman, the once beloved protector of Safe Haven, was never truly whole. He was made of three—Jack, Kevin, and Matthew—each a child with their own unique personality, ripped from their lives and fused into something greater… and more tragic.
But after his demise, something unexpected happened: they split apart. No longer bound together, each fragment of Doey was left to wander, confused, broken, and incomplete.
💛 Jack (Yellow) – The innocent child, lost and afraid. A remnant of a boy who never should have been taken. 🧡 Matthew (Orange) – The leader who always tried to hold everything together. But now, without the others, he's unsure of himself. ❤️ Kevin (Red) – The mind, the one who fought, thought, resisted, aggression in him like a storm.
When the main body was destroyed, the essence of the children separated, forming new beings:
Joey – Silent, distant, clinging to what little remains of his past.
Moey – The closest thing to stability, but even he feels something missing.
Koey – The angriest of them all, fists clenched.
They remember something. But they are no longer one.
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