#meh whatever

[laugoscos]

You know what *Sailor Moon-ifies your Linked Universe*

Here's a Sailor Hyrule for anyone who wants that

Also return of the watercolor brush

[risolmayooo]

i think im starting to like reverse harem trope... (just phailings ofc)

[chronicgaywizard]

Do I always make Simon Riley rub his face against whoever he’s hugging like a cat because I do that when I hug my favorite people?

Yes.

Because that’s how a good hug goes

[jimmithy-tiastopher]

love u angel chuuya or whatever

[aleespace-art]

[inzuinzudesu]

Please zoom in to see small Kakashi! 😭 He kinda disappeared 😭😭😭

Text translation: "Infinite Tsukuyomi" (無限月読)

Drew these in mid-July - when I started doing digital again actually 🤔

Took inspo from the Balut - a street food in my country; I hear a lot of people are grossed out by it?? Don't know if this is controversial, but I personally love the dish. Essentially grew up with it after all!

Wanted to draw something that feels a bit creepy but still has a sense of mysticality to it???

Meh, don't know if the feeling got across or not

I thought since Halloween is coming up, might as well post this haha

About the process of drawing these!

These were very fun to draw! I messed around a lot with photoshop to achieve this glowy dusty effect?? From the brushes to the blending options, and maaan the filter gallery 😭😭 Such fun tools to play with.

The main brush I used to achieve the dusty effect is called "KYLE Bonus Chunky Charcoal", in the Kyle Dry Media brush set. If you can, I recommend checking it out! There are definitely other ways to achieve this sort of effect, though. You can probably just use some sort of scatter texture brush and it'd work just fine. Studying is all about trying things out, right? This is like my first experiment with this type of effect, and I was happy at the time. Now looking back, these could most definitely turn out better, no? I really went overboard with just the effect and forgot everything else. The blood and the plate looks horrible man. If you look closely, you can see the sketch lines haha! I got lazy!

Also, for Obito's pose, I relied heavily on a reference I found on pinterest 😭 I wish I'd changed the pose more tbh, it looks really boring.

And I gotta say, these just look underwhelming in this smaller size. Like reaaaaaally underwhelming. Would love to show you the big version, but oh well! 😭😭😭

Brain vomit time!

I love the prospect (??? is that the right word) of Obito being all god-like and powerful after Tsukuyomi, having control over everybody's dream worlds?? And like he jumps from dream to dream, but stops at Kakashi's and picks it apart???? Observing and tormenting Kakashi with his childhood form that has both sharingan???????

Kakashi would probably be confused with Obito's appearance at first, asking questions like "What are you up to this time, Obito?", but then wouldn't receive any answers??? Like little man would just stare at him creepily, and Kakashi would push this to the back of his mind for a while???

Umm below is the technical stuff, I guess??

My headcanon is that the time span in the dream world is the same as the real world. Meaning, 30 years in the dream world feel incredibly real, with no gap of memories. It's essentially a different timeline. Whether this makes sense or not, who knows haha!

Let's talk about the dream events and how they affect Kakashi! Due to Sakumo and team Minato still living, this Kakashi probably wouldn't be as lax nor sad as in canon?? The relationships and personalities would be different huh???? I'm having a headache thinking about this, so let's just say that: 1. Sakumo lived because the villagers weren't as harsh, but the animosity still remained. Kakashi still developed this obsession with rules, but he doesn't blame his dad as much. 2. Kannabi happened, Kakashi was given the sharingan, along with Obito's ninja way. Team Minato thought that Obito died for a while, but Obito is 'rescued' by Madara, same as canon. 3. Rin would still be targeted by Madara, but Obito came in time to help with the situation, blocking Kakashi's chidori from connecting with Rin's chest, but also knocking Kakashi away. Then, a Mist enemy took advantage of the situation to attack Kakashi, injuring him gravely, to the point where everybody thought he died. With this, Obito activated his Mangekyou and exploded on the Mist enemies, killing them all. Meanwhile, Rin tried to heal Kakashi, just barely saving him. As Obito had dealt with the enemies, there was no need to rush back to the village, and the Sanbi wouldn't be released till then. And so, they waited for Minato to come and help with Rin's seal. (About Obito's Mangekyou activating with Kakashi's death - would that be too far-fetched? My reasoning is that Obito would think that it was his fault Kakashi died, because it was Obito who knocked Kakashi away into the enemy, no?) 4. Because there's no one to become 'Madara' now that Obito came back to the village, Naruto is born, Minato and Kushina live.

5. The Uchiha massacre doesn't happen.

(Everything is incredibly convenient, because I don't have the brain power to make it otherwise, please help 😭😭) -> In conclusion, this Kakashi resembles the Kakashi of the real world, but less depressed and self-destructive??? He loves his living comrades. My man still has a massive obsession (more like crush lol) with Obito by the way, just like in canon. He just doesn't show it.

-> About Obito of the dream world (I'mma call him Dreambito), he is all sunshine and brightness, but he exhibits some dark thoughts and deep rage from time to time due to the residual effects of Madara's seal on his heart. The seal has been removed though. And he has this obsession with Kakashi's safety, as he almost pushed him to his death once, albeit accidentally.

-> I was debating whether to just start this dream world at the point where Obito got crushed, or to start it at the beginning of Kakashi's life. In the end, I went with the latter, cuz ya know, I like the idea of Kakashi living through a whole life all over again, just to finally come to the realization that it's all a dream. Does that make any sense at all??

Obito (child form - 13) first appears in front of Kakashi at the start of the Naruto series, when Kakashi has officially become the teacher of team 7. (Let's not change this okay, my brain would fry haha I'm not gonna deny that the idea of Obito and Kakashi becoming co-teachers of team 7 isn't incredibly fun though)

After the first encounter with this child Obito, Kakashi begins to have flashes of memories from the real world, and he hallucinates about people's deaths - mostly about the members of team Minato. This young Obito is always in the corner of his vision, most of the time silent, sometimes saying things like "You trash" to Kakashi whenever he encounters Rin, who is whole and grown up in this world.

Kakashi exhibits more destructive behaviors as this goes on, the line between the dream events and the real events slowly blurring. He takes more dangerous solo missions out of the village, and shows strong signs of PTSD, just like in canon.

The two Obitos would contrast each other?? Like Dreambito would be all concerned with Kakashi's decline in health (both mental and physical) and goes to confront and comfort him, many times over because that's how it is with them??? Dreambito might even move in with Kakashi, being the obsessive and protective Uchiha that he is. Meanwhile young Obito would be an absolute asshole, saying all these horrible things to poison Kakashi's mind haha

At this point, Dreambito'd be in the last stage on the journey of becoming Hokage, gaining the all the trust from the Uchiha clan, the village elders and the villagers as a whole. I don't know about Rin, though? Should she be romantically involved with Dreambito or no? Would Kakashi dream that??

I think Kakashi's dream would somewhat focus more on Dreambito being happy and satisfied, to be honest. I know there's Sakumo and team Minato as a whole, but as a degenerate shipper, I love the obsession between them🥺

I don't think Obito would directly interfere with what Kakashi is dreaming about, i.e. changing Dreambito's behavior, or like the political situation of the villages (?). But he would most definitely insert himself in Kakashi's psyche, no? Mess it up real good.

Kakashi would slowly realize that he is living a dream world, after all the flashes of memories that Obito generates in his mind. He would most definitely deny it at first though, I think? And then it would reach a point where Kakashi remembers everything from the real world, but he has also lived through 30 something years of the dream world, meaning he'd be in his 60s?? Does that make sense or no?

And so, while Kakashi now knows that everything is a dream, his feelings for everybody in the dream are real. If that's the case, is it really that important anymore that he escapes the Tsukuyomi? Can this dream world really be called fake at this point? Is there even anything in the real world for him to return to?

What's to say 'the real world' isn't a dream at this point?

-> Kakashi would completely close in on himself after this. He still does things that he would normally do, but it'd be all an act. He would feel completely isolated.

-> Dreambito would notice and confront him again, now that they live in the same house??? Kakashi would like say everything is fine and try to act more convincingly, but Dreambito would still know something's wrong????

-> Obito is observing from afar, who knows what his motivation is at this point.

Because this is Kakashi's dream world, I suppose he would have the power to change this world to his will, now that he's aware? This is like a lucid dream situation???

The people in the dream have their own will up until this point, but Kakashi can somewhat change their behavior if he really wants to, whether it's subconsciously or not??? Example: He can probably will Dreambito to kiss him or something lol

So on and so forth!

Man, I'm having waaay too much fun imagining the pain. There are probably like a thousand things that doesn't make sense haha! I do wonder how this sort of storyline should end though, does anybody have any ideas? Personally, I prefer slow burn with a (sort of) happy ending, but ya know, angst all the way is good too! I can't write, but I love thinking about all the things that could happen 😭😭 English isn't my first language, so this might have felt weird to read at some point haha

If anybody wants to develop this, please feel free to do so! And if you've read this far, thank you for reading this absolute brain vomit of mine! I love to yap, as you can tell haha Have a good day!

[nikkeoarts]

Didnt feel like posting normal Dogman art here..due to it mostly based on inappropriate memes on my Twitter …

[live-exp10sive]

IvanNolan but...

nsfw, viewer discretion advised <3 smut

it'd taken them forever to finally admit they were a good team. An Aussie runt, a newbie, a fanatic who had no idea what they were getting into, just that they wanted to be in it. All brawn, and a mind he didn't put to proper use. And the second-in-command, who'd been in this fight much longer, who'd seen a million horrors but never flinched. Blinded and guided by hate and rage, immensely wise and cautious. Polar opposites. They hated each other. But they fit just right.

Took them even longer to realize what they were to each other. They weren't stupid enough to call it love. Love gets you hurt. Love gets you killed. No, they weren't in love, but there was a want in the air that they couldn't deny. Stolen glances, stolen moments, stolen time.

Intimacy between them was something they'd never felt before. Sure, they were handsome men. Picked up all sorts of people and had all sorts of fun over the years. But not like this.

Teeth digging into skin, bodies pressed close as they tore away each other's clothes. The younger man's hot mouth trailing down the older man's body, eager to please and be pleased. They thinned out the lines between intimacy and primal need. With each other, they were everything they couldn't be.

Nolan was young and impressionable. One night with the second-in-command and he was at the man's heels. he was nothing but a loyal dog desperate for the boner he could induce out of the older man.

Ivan, on the other hand, thought nothing of the first few times. He would be blind to say he didn't notice the way Nolan trailed after. He saw potential, a hound he could tame and control. Nothing more, nothing less. Right?

Then there was that fateful night. Another mission gone south. Another loss. Another day without their Commander here to guide them. The men were losing morale, their numbers were dwindling, and ivan was beyond stressed. He'd just received intel that threatened to derail their plans, plans that he'd drafted for weeks. He was running on fumes and spite, pouring over plans and intel and maps as he holed himself in his office for hours.

He doesn't notice when Nolan slips in, two mugs of steaming hot coffee. He places a mug down in front of the tired man and just stands besides him, reading over his shoulder. He watches Nolan's reflection in the dark liquid, the small pout that settles on his face. He does that sometimes, doesn't he.

''Could I offer a suggestion?" cautious. I've rubbed off of him a bit.

He nods, letting the younger man proceed. Would've proudly said something by now. He'd pointed out a loophole, actually he'd completely reworked the plan. Nolan went through it, running it through it's paces. He's brilliant. "This is just what we needed, Nolan. Russia will thank you."

And then he saw that gleam. That proud, sparkly gleam. The way he was doing his best to suppress his smile, but he couldn't hide the way his eyes lit up at the sweet, sweet praise.

"Come here, boy," he beckons, pulling the pup into his lap. He was a much larger man, and the scene couldn't have been any more comedic. But, for whatever reason, Ivan couldn't be bothered. "Russia ought to thank you properly, no?"

Their lips crashed against each other, tugging and nipping. But, Ivan's hands gently caressed the man's nape.

Nolan was shoved against the table, harsh, primal, clothed crotches grinding against each other. But, Ivan's hand slipped under the man's shirt, tracing the hard lines of his body.

They're freeing themselves from their shirt, bodies wasting to time tangling back together again. But, Ivan's hands shakily caress the man's back, savoring the feel of his battered skin against his rough palm.

Andrei undoes the buckle of Ivan pants, panting against the older man's shoulder. But Ivan's absent mindedly running his fingers through the light brown strands.

Andrei's lips leave sloppy kisses all over the man's neck, as his hand slips lower to grab the man's growing erection, when Ivan's hand shoots out and grips the man's face.

"Still so bloody impatient. What is your problem, boy?"

The taller man shuffles back, slightly wounded, "I'm sorry, sir."

Sorry. That word, leaving the pup's lips, it fills the man with an inexplicable pang of rage. He doesn't think, until he hears the SMACK against Nolan's cheek.

He wants to take it back the second he comes to his senses. He can't bare to look at Nolan, but he turns to see the damage. The man hadn't even turned back. He stayed, frozen, trying to keep what little composure he had left, standing there in his boxers.

Ivan presses his head to the man's reddening cheek, letting his hands find their plaace at his nape and hip. "Never say that. You have nothing to be sorry for, pup."

The name sends a shiver down Nolan's back, as he turns to bury his head in Ivan's hairy chest. He clings to the man, hands settling where the man is most vulnerable. The brute could rip out Ivan's spine, or strangle the man, or even rip his heart from his ribcage. Please do, it's all yours.

And as the older man lays Nolan out on his bed, hands roaming his body, he couldn't help the thoughts that brewed in his mind. He'd already known, for the longest time, that Andrei was always more than some puppet, tied in strings like he begged for.

And when their lips met, they learnt to savor each other's flavor, even as their hands trailed lower and lower. They're rid of their undergarments in seconds, Ivan wasting no time burying into his pup's warmth. He relishes the whimper that leaves the man's lips.

His hips roll languidly, fingers tangling in the curly fuzz at the base of the man's cock. He lets his thumb rub circle along whatever his thumb can reach, praising his good little mutt.

He picks up his pace, watching the way Nolan's thighs ripple with each thrust. He guides a leg over his shoulder, gaining the leverage to pound deeper inside him. Nolan throws his head back, his soft whimpers growing into harsh grunt and pleads.

He's practically mewling, gripping the pillow above him with veiny arms. He's close, they both are, a duet of grunts and groans carrying through the room. Ivan's so focused on the feel of his pup wrapped so tightly around him, that he almost misses it. "Vanya, please."

Ivan has no clue how he picked up on it, but it sent a wave of arousal through him, having something so intimate coming out of those pretty lips. He grabbed one Nolan's arms, slamming into him one last time before they both came.

Ivan leans forward, panting as he rolls his hips. He looks the man in the eye, those blue eyes glazed over and fucked out as he grins. Ivan sighs, pulling Nolan closer. He pulls out and settles to Nolan's side.

"Pup," he murmurs, "what have you done to me?"

He buries into the crook of Nolan's shoulder, inhaling the man's scent, "I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't."

"It was unavoidable, Vanya," Nolan pulls the younger man close.

"Never stop calling me that, please." There was a desperation in his voice that nearly broke Nolan.

"I won't, I promise, I won't."

They remained tangled in each other's arms, letting the unspoken linger in the air between them. It was dangerous what they let seep into their hearts. In this line of work, it's what got them shot. But for a while, they could pretend that they could make something so fragile last beyond them. And in that moment, wrapped in each other's embrace, they let themselves believe everything would be alright.