I Drew This Like A Month Ago And I Can’t Remember If I Posted It Here But Here’s A Little Concept

Aha I hate chemistry

Dynamic pose practice: pose is from a base

Requests: San and Ashitaka in an underwater kiss

Ghost Rider giving Emperor Belos the Penance Stare.

I love princess mononoke- def one of my fav ghibli movies :))

genuine question about the current ao3 talk

and i really do mean genuine here!

would a ban on subjects like cp include works that dont.... romanticize to glorify it? like any medium, like books, movies, art, ectre, theres bound to be works on ao3 that are about the trauma of it, the hurt, the results, they way people experience it and live with it, the horrors of the act and the after math. these are supposed to make you uncomfortable, but they exist for a reason, and are written for one.

how would those be treated? how would an algorithm tell the difference, and can mods be trusted to do so?

HOWL AKHHJFHJFGJGBJ

Chapter 261 got me fucked up

On top of the building he was standing under there was a kid. He seemed to be Don’s age but the weird thing wasn’t the fact he was sitting on the ledge of a twenty-foot drop, but that he was singing at the top of his lungs. Off-tune and accompanied by a cat yowling along, the bleach-blonde boy was kicking his feet and dropping rotten meat into the crowd. He was feeding the infected like an old lady with birds. What the fuck?

The kid looked down and locked eyes with Donny. They both froze and stared at each other for a moment before Don slowly, oh-so-slowly, lifted a single hand and waved. The kid’s face shifted a bit, his flat expression scrunched slightly in confusion and he cocked his head, even as he returned the gesture. He stood abruptly and the cat jumped from his back. He gestured for Don to follow him before walking off to the side of the building.

(Almost a year since I last posted a fanfic/ fanfic update- im excited to get back into writing :))

https://archiveofourown.org/works/55596028/chapters/161302870

Just thinking about Johnny’s callsign being something so common it’s impossible to avoid and after Makarov Simon is literally incapable of washing his hands or showering without having a breakdown.

Like it gets to the point where Price and Gaz are genuinely worried about him because he’s dirty and starving himself to avoid reminders of Soap.

When they find out Johnny is alive they think the problem will be fixed but they all notice that he’s still weird about doing those things. Eventually Johnny asks Price and Gaz about it and they admit he was so distraught and depressed about his death that he couldn’t stand thinking about it and that he could barely shower because it got so bad.

Soap is devastated and he does everything he can to remind Simon that he’s there now and things are okay. It helps to an extent but a little part of Ghost died that day that not even Johnny can bring back, the grief remaining a part of him for years.

Even when they’re both retired and living in a little cottage In Scotland with their dog and two cats Simon sometimes freezes up doing the dishes or showering and Johnny just has to accept that that’s a part of Simon now like everything else he’s gone through.

But unlike many of his other traumas Johnny can at least comfort him with this. Walking up behind him at the sink and wrapping his arms around Simons sweater clad torso, gently pulling him away from the kitchen and tucking him into his chest on the couch, singing him Gaelic lullabies until he calms down and tucking him into bed.

For a lot of people it’s hard to understand how Simon could be anything other than relieved and grateful but he knows if he had found Ghost with a bullet in his head and carried him to exfil only for him to turn up alive months later in a military hospital it would change him too. And even though it breaks his heart that Simon is grieving him while he’s alive, holding on a little too tightly and digging his fingers into his skin, he understands because he’d be the same way.

But at least if it were the other way around he could avoid constant conversation about paranormal spirits. The fact that his name brought Simon so much pain is something he can never forgive himself for.

(x)

Gonna start dropping cringetober art once a week 😘