Here's some notes on some of the upper body muscles so you, artist, don't need to look them up
They are not medically accurate, just enough for artists to know the necessary muscles and how they work together
I 100% recommend doing the last exercise I did to be able to actually place the muscles
The wip for this comic had been sitting in my comp for two years and after redrawing most it I finally got around to finishing it. So Happy Birthday Nagito. It only took two years but here it is.
I’m a fierce believer and defender of Smooth Brain Astarion (affectionate).
I love that, if left to his own devices, he ends up dead in a ditch. I love that this pasty menace of an elf is a walking disaster. I love that his brain produces one coherent thought per day, only to have it backfire on him later on. I love that his first choice in freedom is to unapologetically be the worst version of himself. Because it makes sense.
That’s what abuse and trauma do to your brain—they fuck with it.
And in Astarion’s defence, the man didn’t have to use his brain for nearly 200 years—it’s probably the very thing that kept him as alive as he can be; to survive 200 years of pure shit.
And what use is his brain when his days and nights are dictated by someone else for as long as he can remember? When he has no say in what clothes he wears. When he doesn’t get to choose what or when to eat. When his body and mind aren’t his own, distorted by torture and hunger and self-loathing, forced to obey his vampiric master. Why use his brain when his survival depends exclusively on his abuser’s whims?
Astarion could’ve come up with the most brilliant plan possible to escape Cazador or save a mark from their doom, but he never stood a chance of succeeding—which doesn’t mean that he didn’t get punished for trying (or even thinking about it) anyway.
Existing under Cazador was a game he couldn’t win, so why bother playing?
And it’s only by chance that Astarion’s autonomy is returned to him literally overnight. It’s only natural that he’s overwhelmed by his newfound freedom. How is he expected to make sound decisions when he can’t even recall a time when he could do and say as he pleased?
Of course Astarion is a walking disaster when he finds himself on that beach after the Nautiloid crash—and he’s fully aware of that! That’s why it’s so crucial for him to get on the player’s/other companion’s good side.
He’s self-aware enough to be so insecure about himself that he would rather trust a stranger’s capabilities than his own.
Being a catastrophe of a person is part of Astarion’s character journey. Not only does he have to reclaim his personhood, he has to learn how to depend on his own brain again and I think that's such a painfully beautiful, important message Baldur’s Gate 3 sends.
Because healing isn’t pretty. Nor is it easy.
You’re not alright the moment you’re free of whatever horrors you had to live through—and that’s ok! There’s time and room for you to adjust.
And the moment Astarion feels more or less safe within his new environment, when he’s fed and treated like a person worthy of respect and consideration, his insights, skills and perception are crucial assets to the group.
Astarion knows his art and literature, and although his little remarks are unhinged at times, he's genuinely witty. Even his objections are, considering the circumstances, absolutely legitimate.
Personally, I love seeing Smooth Brain Astarion become more and more secure in his judgement the more Tav/other companions trust and support him.
Astarion is smart, his brain’s just been stewed for nearly 200 years.
Day 7: (Self)Destruction
Kokichi and Kaito both have a sort of self-destructive tendencies. But not from self-hatred, but from the desire to take a hit so that others do not have to. They would rather get hurt themselves than allow others.
They both have blood on their hands because of some terrible decision they made to benefit more people. And they would both really like not to, but they had little choice, and time was running out.
i am kindly asking you to draw mondo more he looks so pretty in your style
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aizawa thee pussy eater.. he folds your body like a pretzel with so much ease that it's impossible to not feel lightheaded. he holds your lower body up against his chest while you try to bury your head into the pillows in order to hide the wanton moans that keep ripping out of you.
he's so serious though, determined – his eyes are glued to your face, observing every sharp breath you take and every quiver of your lip because he needs to know that you're feeling good. you're the only thing on his mind at this very moment, you and your pleasure. the way his cock throbs is irrelevant, the way it leaks pre-cum all over his happy trail a mere secondary thought in the back of his head as he eyes the sheen of sweat covering your body and the way your chest keeps rising and falling. he knows you're close, he can feel it.
he won't stop when you cum, though. he'll push you through that, no matter how much you paw at his hands and no matter how much you try to push his head away. this is his stress relief.
Hold up. That's... Huh. That's really interesting, actually. I don't think I've ever seen anyone talk about it but. Like. The relationship between Monokuma and Monomi is kinda revealing.
Okay. So. In Danganronpa 1, when Junko is first revealed as the Mastermind, the first topic of conversation is about killing Mukuro. It is what the trial's for, after all. And the fact that Mukuro's her sister, specifically Mukuro is the older twin, leaves everyone with questions.
Junko flies off the handle about how lovely despair is and how it was better for the plan to kill her and how Mukuro's despair must have been so sweet and how her own despair at killing Mukuro was so sweet and all of that Junko stuff.
But. Before she does that? She says this.
Hey. Uh. Hey, Junko? It sounds like you've got some bitterness here. Some deep-seated abandonment issues and resentment towards your older twin for signing on with Fenrir.
Which makes it very interesting when you later say that you quickly deduced Mukuro would be unfit to act convincingly in the role of Ultimate Fashionista Junko Enoshima. That you had to kill her or else she'd blow her cover because she's just not pretty and talented enough to be you.
It sounds to me like you murdered your sister because you've been holding a grudge against her for abandoning you.
...
AND THEN comes Danganronpa 2. And Junko's like, "I've remodeled Usami into MONOMI, and she's going to be MY little sister who I can mistreat and make miserable because that's how people act towards little sisters!"
Like. Junko? I think you might have some issues.
...
Some other issues, besides the whole serial-killing world-destroying despair-fiend thing.
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