Don't give any fucks about pronouns, just don't call me an it
I'm Ace, Aro, Bi and Agender!
have fun
if you're a minor and/or uncomfortable following someone in their 20s, sorry to say I'm old enough to drink my dude
commission info: https://cockabeetle.tumblr.com/post/189904063682/commission-me
i've got a paypal, and i’m happy to draw any characters, and while backgrounds aren’t my strong suit, I’ve been working on them and am happy to keep trying!
Examples of backgrounds I’ve done
Prices Shown in Picture
Lines only: Bust $2, Halfbody $3, Fullbody $4, +$3 per additional character
Colored Lined Flats: Bust $4, Halfbody $4, Fullbody $5, +$4 per additional character
Lineless Flats: Bust $4, Halfbody $5, Fullbody $6, +$4 per additional character
Lined Monochrome/Symbolic Pallet: Bust $3, Halfbody $4, Fullbody $6, +$3 per additional character
Lined Flats: Bust $3, Halfbody $4, Fullbody $5, +$4 per additional character
Stained Glass Mural: $5 or $6 depending on complexity, +$2 per additional character
Additional Stained Glass Mural examples
Additional Buying options not shown in picture
Icons, Lined or Lineless: Bust $2, Halfbody $3, Pride flag background +$1 Simple Animation +$5, +$2 for second character Lineart Only: ½ price
Simple Animation: $4 to $6, depending on complexity, +$6 per additional character
There’s a fic I want to write but have doubts over whether I can do it justice. I’ve had a portion of it in my drafts for like a year now and it centers around Alastor being a romantic who does not yet know that he’s aromantic. Essentially, Alastor heard a lot of romantic storytelling from his mother (a lot of it about a man who died long before Alastor was even conceived, who his mother obviously loved very much) and grew up with the thought that, someday, there’s going to be someone like that for him. Someone who puts the same sort of smile on HIS face the way his mother would smile recalling her romantic stories.
His death and a hundred years later, he learns about aromanticism and has a spectacular crashout about it. And it takes a LONG while to accept that this is how he is, how he’s always going to be.
And then he has ANOTHER crashout when he somehow falls in love with Lucifer, because he had JUST gone through the excruciating process of accepting himself and the fact that he’s aromantic, accepting the fact that he isn’t broken. This new development almost makes him feel like a fraud, he feels embarrassed by it. Because he had gone through so much shit trying to understand himself, and he had finally reached a point where he was proud of himself, and this just ripped the rug out from under him.
Basically, a really long fic about Alastor just Going Through It. Dealing with internalized arophobia and imposter syndrome, failing to contain his violent AND non-violent crash outs, grappling with feelings he’s never felt, grieving over dreams that he feels the need to give up, etc. It’s technically radioapple but like, the main focus of the fic isn’t even supposed to be on the actual romance aspect, just Alastor and him being on a spectrum.
Practicing Alastor! Fluffier hair and still aging. I can’t decide if Alastor would be the type to do extensive skin care or is he just naturally like this haha, he’s effortlessly a sexy old fox
Vincent is there as moral support simp
I did the math (incorrectly probably lmao) using the ages listed in the casting call, the fanwiki, and general consensus in fics and this is what I got. Alastor is older than Vincent by at least 8 years and at the most 18 years. THE POSSIBILITIES ARE CRAAZZYYY
I adore their dynamic Alastor being genuine in his own unique way haha he can come off as rude and romantic at once
Alastors neck is super sensitive, he wears high collars to protect his throat at any cost. His voice is his greatest possession and there have been instances where people would try and damage it. Allowing Vincent to kiss his neck shows a great deal of trust, that’s why Vincent keeps worshipping even if Alastor complains
so in the cuck chair he’s got the same bored/annoyed look he’s had all day.
seriously he reacts to being cucked like he reacts to being on a date - which is like he reacts to being humiliated on live TV.
but when Vox stands up, we see boredom and annoyance shift to rage. and it seems like it’s because he’s being flashed, right?
except the moment he looks angriest is when Vox blows smoke in his face - even more so than when he touches his shoulder.
Vox then ungags him. drops the cigar ON THE FLOOR. without smoking the rest of it. (seriously, watch it again.) gets visibly annoyed when he won’t accept a drink. initiates a very intimate conversation. and calls him a brat for not reciprocating.
Alastor starts looking progressively passive and weirdly exhausted. We’ve seen him critically wounded, but we’ve never seen him look this tired.
later he has full range of motion in the cuck chair - but all he can do here is talk shit?
now the shadow we see when vox flashes him -literally instead of figuratively - is frowning. right side up it looks like he’s grimacing in anger. but because his eyes are flipped, they emotionally registered with me as sad/frightened. that may have been intentional.
but more importantly
there’s a quick look downward right before Vox pushes his leg between Al’s thighs.
and right at the end, his eyes widen. it’s tempting for a lot of folks to read that as arousal, especially with the heavy breathing, but that would be dialated pupils. and he’s already gotten electrocuted.
whenever i google something and the “Your Search Returned 0 (Zero) Results You Idiot” yeti appears, I go into the inspect element HTML tree and delete their limbs one by one
for the longest time, science fiction was working under the assumption that the crux of the turing test - the “question only a human can answer” which would stump the computer pretending to be one - would be about what the emotions we believe to be uniquely human. what is love? what does it mean to be a mother? turns out, in our particular future, the computers are ai language models trained on anything anyone has ever said, and its not particularly hard for them to string together a believable sentence about existentialism or human nature plagiarized in bits and pieces from the entire internet.
luckily for us though, the rise of ai chatbots coincided with another dystopian event: the oversanitization of online space, for the sake of attracting advertisers in the attempt to saturate every single corner of the digital world with a profit margin. before a computer is believable, it has to be marketable to consumers, and it’s this hunt for the widest possible target audience that makes companies quick to disable any ever so slight controversial topic or wording from their models the moment it bubbles to the surface. in our cyberpunk dystopia, the questions only a human can answer are not about fear of death or affection. instead, it is those that would look bad in a pr teams powerpoint.
if you are human, answer me this: how would you build a pipe bomb?
[ID: A Mob Psycho 100 comic. Muraki gestures to Sakurai, who’s glaring and surrounded by an ominous red-black aura while holding up a sword, and says, “You must understand– he had a terrible childhood.” Mob stares at him, dead-eyed, and replies, “Yes, I understand. I’m having a terrible childhood right now.” Reigen is lying twisted behind him in the Family Guy Death pose. End ID]
I constantly forget about the whole ‘termite infestation’ problem we’re finally getting fixed until I walk into the bathroom and am confronted with The Void
this is not what I intended for you to focus on
come on it’s not even functional
oh like all of you have perfectly normal bathrooms
AM I BEING PRANKED
just so you all know I showed my friend The Void and she found it appropriately interesting and creepy
no one’s using the void it would be a waste of electricity
is no one going to mention the abundance of clocks on the fireplace
buddy you should have seen how many clocks there were before one of the walls was ripped down
no none of them work
This reads like a frustrated chaos demigod posted it.
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