#Digital Water -Perfect Edition-

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kink-o-ween - day eleven

toto wolff - daddy kink

cw: smut/pwp, daddy kink, dirty talk/degrading language, fingering, size difference/kink, age gap (20s/50s), punishments

kink-o-ween: formula one edition - call of duty edition

"oh my god, you're such a dad!" you chirped as you almost fell back into your seat. lord, you were drunk.

toto was trying to make sure that you didn't spill wine all over yourself. he was painfully close in your space with a napkin trying to help. he knew he should've watered it down a little for you.

you giggled as he wiped the napkin across the corner of your mouth, "aw, does someone like being the big strong dad in their relationship?" then squirmed a little under his touch.

and maybe it was because toto wolff was a perverted old man. but when you called him 'dad' as a joke, he swore he heard 'daddy'. and he wanted to hear it again. he wanted to hear it while you were struggling to take his cock. but the way you were acting with your dress showing off your body and a glass of wine in hand, he knew that if he was going to be your daddy. there were going to be punishments.

it wouldn't come together until days later. when you were struggling to put something back on top of the fridge. the rational thing would've been to just grab a chair and got on top of it. but instead, you whined and tried to get what you needed down.

your much taller boyfriend came up to grab it for you. he even wrapped an arm around your waist as he snatched the box off of the fridge. he handed it to you and kissed you on the cheek.

"thanks, daddy." you said, the second half of the sentence was quieter. but, toto wasn't deaf and heard you loud and clear. it even rang in his head for a moment.

"oh... schatzi." he chuckled as he held onto you with both hands now. he kissed the top of your head, "does someone need their daddy?"

you swallowed and nodded which was met with a kiss on the cheek. you melted into his touch a little. you always felt a little more flushed when toto was around. especially now that he was holding you so close.

"i'm sorry, toto." you said.

he chuckled and said, "schatzi. it's daddy." then slowly took the box out of your hands and you listened by holding onto his arms. he was strong under your touch and it made you stomach twist a little.

you remained in his arms, standing there in the middle of your kitchen. his hand soon snaked down the front of your shorts. long fingers dragged across your clothed pussy for a moment before he sank his digits under the panties too.

"that's it." he said softly, "perfect for me." he felt you tense up as he started to finger you. while he would've happily taken you over the counter, he loved feeling you quiver in his arms.

you tried to stretch out your legs a little as he started to finger you. you felt painfully hot around his digits. he slid too in before you were squirming against his touch. he kept you pinned to him with his arms and you moaned loudly.

"daddy." you moaned as you held onto him tightly. his nose was against your neck and his clothed cock against your back. you could feel his erection against your back. you squirmed a little and tensed up with his played with your clit against his thumb.

"shh, shh, schatzi." he said as he loomed over you like a comforting shadow. you whined a little bit, "you're such a good girl for me. i know that you are so good. even when you're drunk and call me your dad. you know you have your father, am i his replacement? or do you want a daddy?"

you swallowed, "please."

he chuckled a little, close to your ear, "see, i know what you want. i know how i make you feel. you tell me every night when i'm finished with you how much you love it." he started to move your fingers faster, he leaned over you and bent you over a little.

"daddy, please."

"like music to my ears." he chuckled, "you love when daddy teases you, don't you? tell me, use your words." his voice was domineering. even without his fingers stuffed in your achy cunt, he was in control. and you were the younger woman he kept pinned against him.

you swallowed, "please, daddy. fuck. it's not fair that you make me feel so good!" you tensed up a little more and toto thought it was adorable. to see you struggle the way that you did. you were an angel, sent from a higher power to bless him. with your soft lips and softer cunt, how you easy bent and twisted yourself for him. how you'd let him bully his fingers into your cunt in the middle of your kitchen. it was erotic. you were painfully hot.

"shh, shh. behave, schatzi. good girls behave, bad girls don't get to orgasm. but, you'll always be good for me." he played with your further and headed your heavy pants. you were like an eager puppy for him.

you could be as loud as you wanted in your home. you whined against your lover as he continued to tease your poor cunt. his fingers felt amazing inside of you, paired with his attention to your clit. your legs were starting to see like jelly. you held onto him tightly, his arms tightened around your middle.

"i drive you crazy, don't i? you think about me when i'm not home. i bet playing with yourself isn't the same as when i do it? you can't reach all the places i can. it's always better when someone else makes you feel good." he kissed your heated cheek and curved over you further.

you tensed up further and felt the heat radiate from the core of your body. it was hard to keep a straight head while his fingers worked their magic against you. you could hear your heavy breathing and you felt hyper focused on the pleasure in your body.

your noises became more pathetic as you got closer to orgasm. your tongue stuck out a little bit as you tried to take in as much air as possible. you could feel your legs becoming close to jelly and you clung to your lover more.

"hold onto daddy, schatzi." he said as he worked your pussy further, your wetness got all over his hand as he pleasured you. you felt warm all over as the pleasure began to wash over you. toto's voice was in your head, which only added fuel to the lust, "so beautiful like this. perfect for daddy. you know that." when you came around his fingers he exhaled deeply.

your mind went blank for a moment, and when your legs gave out a little from the intensity, toto was there to hold you in his arms. he supported you and helped you back upright. he held you for a moment and pressed kisses against your cheek.

"good girl." he gave praise. he felt your breathing slowly even out and peppered more kisses against your face. you melted in his grasp easily. he softly said, "now, why don't we get to the couch and you can really show daddy how much of a good girl you are for him."

you nodded dumbly, daddy would always take care of you. and you would always take care of him. and for now that meant being on your knees and sucking his cock. <3

[bloomzone]

skincare mindset ?

So what if your skin has breakouts? So what if someone points it out? Your beauty, confidence, and power don’t disappear because of acne !Real beauty isn’t about perfectionit’s about being you .

You are strong enough to face the world, with or without clear skin. Keep showing up, keep taking care of yourself, and keep loving the person you are beyond the surface. Because u exactly as you are are already enough.

There will be days when your skin feels like a battle, when you avoid mirrors, when you wonder if people are staring. But listen your skin is not your enemy. It is healing, growing, and protecting you every single day. Instead of criticizing it, start appreciating it.

Every small act of care washing your face, applying moisturizer, choosing not to pick is a step forward. Even if progress feels slow, u are healing pooks

And to those who mock, judge, or act superior because they don’t have acne their words do not define you. Their validation is not needed. You don’t owe anyone “perfect” skin to be worthy of respect, love, or confidence.

Walk into every room knowing that you are enough, exactly as you are. Your skin is a part of you, but it does not define your beauty or your power.

also it's easy to feel discouraged when someone with flawless skin claims they only use water or some 1k dollars products but your skin has different needs and that’s okay and you are not forced to buy flipping shh that y'know damn it's just aesthetic . Instead of chasing quick fixes , build a routine that works for you.

Start with the basics and go to a parapharmacie and ask about what is right for u : a gentle cleanser to remove dirt and oil, a moisturizer to keep your skin hydrated, and sunscreen to protect it. acne ? add products that support healing, like niacinamide, salicylic acid, or a soothing toner there is no shame in googling ur needs and know the acids that ur skin need to feel calmer and healthier. But remember less is more. Overloading your skin with too many products won’t speed up results it might just make things worse.

The problem arises when tiktok viral skincare “cures” are presented as quick fixes, and many users expect instant results, leading to impatience. This unrealistic expectation can cause frustration when results aren’t immediate, and people begin to doubt their routine or skip essential steps . Worse, influencers might promote products that don’t align with their actual skin type or needs, leading to confusion among followers who are still figuring out their own skin.

Filters and editing apps only add to the distortion. Everyone looks flawless in the perfect lighting or when skin is digitally smoothed. This creates an unrealistic standard that makes those with natural skin feel less than. It’s hard to focus on what’s healthy when your feed is filled with “perfect” skin, and everyone seems to have found the one magic mask or whatever..

In reality, skincare is a long-term journey, and no product or trend will work for everyone. What works for someone else may irritate your skin or give no results at all. The constant influx of trends makes us forget that our skin isn’t a trend to be followed it’s a unique part of our body that deserves patience, self-care, and a personalized routine.

Be cautious of what you see online and take advice with a grain of salt. Don’t let any social media platform pressure you into thinking your skin isn’t good enough because it doesn’t match the “perfect” standards set by influencer Not because you don’t use high-end products like La Mer, glowrecipe, or drunk elephant means you’re failing at skincare. Your skin’s journey is your own and it’s okay if it doesn’t look like anyone else’s .

Don’t fall into the trap of quick fixes or comparisons. Instead, remember that every step you take in your skincare routine is a chance to show yourself love, to slow down and care for your body. u are worthy of care

with love @bloomzone

[dawn-moths]

can’t stop rotating the idea of you being a lingerie model and nanami being the photographer who falls for you around in my brain…

the camera flashes bright, for a moment filling your entire world with an intense, sharp whiteness. but it’s there and then gone again within an instant, once more giving way to the dark wood and pastel backdrops of the photography studio you find yourself in.

“good, but try tilting your head a little more to the left on the next one,” the man behind the camera calmly instructs, adjusting the lens while you fluff your hair and adjust the sheer little babydoll dress that you’re wearing for today’s photoshoot.

of all the beautiful, whimsical, and romantic lingerie you’ve worn in your career, you think this one might be one of your favorites. the lace and silk detailing is so dainty, the garment’s quality so nice, the way the chiffon flows and drifts down the curves of your body both liquid and airy. it’s a pale, baby blue, the panties that match of the same make and color. it’s a beautiful set by one of the up-and-coming independent designers you’ve been dreaming of modeling for, soon to be available to the public, or at least the public’s high-end clientele, and you feel honored that you get to be the face of her newest collection.

the camera shutter clicks again in rapid succession after you readjust to his notes and he murmurs some more words of praise, snapping a few more photos with you in splendid motion before calling for a quick break so he can review some of the shots he'd captured so far.

you saunter off to rejoin your manager off to the side, change into the next look, retouch your hair and makeup, and take a few sips of water before the photographer calls you back to continue.

meanwhile, nanami looks over the first batch of photos, pulling them up onto his laptop so he can see every detail with better clarity, making mental notes of a stray fly-away or an odd shadow that he'll need to retouch in post, but, other than that, you look flawless. even for the cream of the crop top pros of the industry, you stood out.

zooming in a little more on the digital image, nanami flicked his gaze to the small green room off to the side where he could hear you, your manager, and the makeup artist you'd brought along gossiping and giggling about something before turning his full attention back to the version of you currently on his screen.

you really had it all, didn't you? gorgeous face, perfect hair, a beautiful body. and on top of it all you were incredibly photogenic. you were a natural, which made his job easy, all except for the fact that everything that made you so incredible also made you incredibly distracting to him...

he scrolled the photo of you down a little further, following the line of your pretty, diamond-adorned neck to the delicate curve of your collarbones and the plush skin of your breasts, the lingerie beneath the sheer babydoll clinging to your body like a glove. like it had been made custom just for you. he found himself enamored with every detail of you— every freckle, every scar, every little "imperfection" that he'd ultimately have no choice but to edit out before submitting it to the editorial team pulling him in more and more, unable to tear his umber gaze from your body as the image scrolled down to the soft curve of your belly, your thighs, entranced, wondering for a brief moment what your perfumed skin would feel like beneath his fingers, how the sweet, sticky center of you might taste.

he'd be gentle with you, work you up slow, savor every sound you made as he teased you, fantasizing about just how soaked those dainty little panties you were modeling for him would be before he'd even truly began with you. he'd have you shivering beneath him, shallow, panting breaths escaping from your glossy, slightly parted lips, your little whimpers and whines only spurring him on, getting him even harder than he already was. he'd ease you open, warmth and pleasure flooding through the both of you, languid and heady, and then—

"guys, stooooop!" you quietly scolded in a playful tone from the next room over, interrupting nanami's daydream as he heard yet more giggling from you and your team, your hushed conversation and banter floating further into the room as he strained a little to hear what was being said.

"...totally into you..."

"...joking?"

"hon, i've been... industry for seven... i know a... when i see one."

"no way... messing with me, aren't you?"

silence.

nanami had thought he'd done a pretty good job concealing any lingering stares or sultry expressions thus far. he'd "prepared" for your arrival accordingly that morning, hoping to avoid any more obvious giveaways for the few hours he'd have you posed before him wearing close to nothing. you'd think after being in this industry for a decade he'd be immune to the effects that impossibly beautiful women could have on him physically, but you were the exception, it seemed.

he'd photographed you a few years back, actually, at the very start of your career, and he hadn't been able to get you out of his head since. he doubted you remembered him, especially by now, when you were in front of a new photographer a few times each week. but, then again, he'd photographed hundreds of different models over his career, yet still you stood out clear as day among them, burned into his memory more permanently than any image of you in a photo could ever capture in totality.

he'd never openly flirt with you though. no, nanami was far too professional for that. he'd heard too many stories over the years of photographers who'd thought they had the right to get handsy with the models or mistaken their alluring subjects for being prostitutes once the session wrapped instead, offering them empty promises to boost their careers in exchange for a few favors. he'd always looked down on those shameless, seedy types, vowing to never become like any of them, no matter what fantasies he allowed himself to indulge in during or after the shoot concluded and he faced the hours of editing ahead.

although, perhaps if he found a way to ask you out for coffee sometime, figure out what you might have in common, maybe refer you to a few of his most trusted colleagues within the industry for something high-fashion or avant-garde— a detail he'd heard you discussing briefly with your manager when you'd first arrived— aiming to secure a place on a paris fashion week runway this year, it might be a good way to begin a more regular relationship, professional or otherwise.

if he didn't at least try, he'd surely lose you to another photographer with similar connections later down the line, wouldn't he?

"you know i can't..." he heard you say and, disappointed tone be damned, he felt something in him sink, despite not knowing the full context of the conversation. he began to feel guilty over eavesdropping, so he loudly cleared his throat and attempted to turn his focus back to the task at hand.

your manager stuck his head around the corner a few moments later, spiky white hair slightly tousled and his black sunglasses sliding down the narrow bridge of his nose, his sparkling blue eyes on full display. "she'll be out in a minute," he grinned, a sing-song lilt to his already mischievous tone of voice.

nanami gave him a nod and a flicker of a half-smirk before changing out the lens on his camera in preparation for the next set of photos. in the next few minutes he had while waiting, he allowed his mind to drift back to you. over the years, he's taken hundreds of beautiful photographs of drop-dead gorgeous women, yet somehow, when he tried to remember any of them in detail, all their features blurred into one indistinct, nondescript image that all at once looked like every one of them and none of them combined.

but then, amidst all that faded color and swirling chaos, there was you, coming into clear, sharp focus at the center as if you were the only subject he'd ever allowed his camera to capture. his favorite model. his perfect, pretty little muse.

"sorry for taking so long," you began as you reentered the room, now wearing a different lingerie set from the collection, this one a pale lavender and covering far less of you than the blue one did before.

nanami swallowed hard, cleared his throat again in an attempt to play off the fluster he felt creeping up into his cheeks. he assured you it was no problem at all, coming over to pull down a different backdrop that suited the color of the new lingerie better, and assisted the makeup artist in scattering some of the flower petals about the scene while you manager enthusiastically chatted away in the greenroom about another booking for you over the phone.

as you took your place before the camera, there was a moment where nanami was standing close to you, much closer than he probably ever had before, and there was a velvety electricity humming in the space between your bodies that caused both of you to make eye contact. for how long, you didn't know, but one thing you were able to place was that familiar rush of warmth flooding you from the inside out, something that wasn't quite self-consciousness, per se, but still made you extremely aware that he was looking at you.

and not just because you were a pretty girl in lingerie standing a foot away from him.

there was something in his gaze that shimmered with yearning, almost as if, if it were even possible, he didn't even care about the lingerie at all.

almost as if he were just seeing you.

you were used to being stared upon with lust. you'd learned how to navigate that and was lucky to have such a good manager who didn't put up with any inappropriate comments or behavior from some of the more unprofessional photographers you'd encountered in the past.

but this.

this was something different.

this was something whose intentions you couldn't quite read as plainly as before.

"sitting or standing...?" you finally murmured, the intensity of his dark eyes threatening to swallow you whole if you held them for too long, to haunt you long after you left.

nanami seemed to snap out of it then as well, replying, "let's start with standing," before turning back to head to his camera after one more moment to savor the sight of you this close up.

once he was back behind the camera, you began to question if what you'd felt just then was merely your own imagination or if he'd felt it too. and, if he had, what did that even mean? what did you want it to mean?

once the shoot wrapped and you'd changed back into your street clothes, you and your manager thanked nanami and nanami thanked you in return, promising with a softer kind of grin to send over some samples of the photos by the end of the week.

he watched you go, watched from his window on the third floor of the building as you and your manager walked down the street, likely headed to another photoshoot or promotional venture as the two of you talked excitedly, clearly sharing the closeness of friends on top of maintaining a professional relationship to the public, and hoped he wouldn't have to wait too long until he could see you again.

nanami might not have gotten the chance to ask you out this time around, but he had your contact info, or at least your manager's contact info. he'd find a way to get you back to his studio and ask you on a date properly, preferably when you were wearing more clothes, just to make things less awkward for the both of you. but one thing was for certain.

the next time nanami had the chance to photograph you, he wouldn't miss his chance. he just hoped, until then, that your manager was as good at warding off unwanted advances as he'd heard he was. and, who knows, maybe inviting the guy out for a drink or two to discuss some more opportunities for his star model, as well as maybe her favorite cafes and restaurants in the area, would be a good way to win him over and in turn gain easier access to you.

though, for now, he could at least look forward to spending the next several hours studying every detail of your photographs during the editing process, thinking to himself how much he enjoyed his job as he did so.

[remindey]

[ID: Pick your perfect Sanrio lunch. Digital worksheet with different types of food to choose. Full list under the cut. /end ID]

Another food picking worksheet, inspired by @fawnsworksheets. This time Sanrio edition! There’s so many fun Sanrio snack ideas out there. I hope you’ll have fun picking. Feel free to share your choices! 🎀🍎

List of food: There’s Hello Kitty, Cinnamoroll, My Melody and Kuromi bento boxes, and a Hello Kitty burger with rice instead of bread.

“Pick a drink and a matching side dish.” There’s water, matcha tea, hot chocolate, a Pompompurin drink carton, and Little Twin Stars drink. Hello Kitty curly fries, steamed bun, and soup, and plain mashed potatoes and gravy.

“Now it’s time for dessert!” Fruit salad, Pompompurin cake, My Melody and My Sweat Piano snack on a stick, Hello Kitty chocolate cookie, Keroppi decorated pineapple, Cinnamoroll ice cream, and Hello Kitty ice cream.

[zennx-23]

The Return of The Grim Reaper and The Hounds from Hell

“Ken?! Daigo!?” Valt’s eyes widened.

“Hey Valt!” Ken smiled.

“Long time no see.” Daigo smiled back as well. 

This was a HUGE surprise.

“Y-Y-Your- your back!” Valt’s eyes watered, making a bee line towards them, pulling the duo in a great big hug. “I missed you guys so much!!”

-

Context: You’ve probably seen this image floating around, whether through google or in thumbnails used in videos, made by people in the Beyblade Burst anime community.

You’ve probably wondered if those images were real or not.

They’re not real, because I’m the one that made them. Way back in 2021.

I made a bunch of fake screenshots/edits for Burst for the fun of it, and I wanted to test my art skills to see if I was able to replicate the show.

Due to my frustration with the show, and how I didn’t like the direction the series was going and how it handled its characters, I’ve made some fakeshots to fill the void of having characters I wanted back return. You’ve most likely seen them, and I will be making videos about those pictures in the future.

(And before anyone says I should be mad for my art being used without credit in people’s videos being spread around- the whole point of these screenshots were for this exact reasons.

It’s crazy how far my art has reached across YouTube and I really appreciate the feedback I’ve seen from people about them! I really do appreciated it!)

Before QuadStrike came to be - and just in general, I wanted to create these fakeshots for a long time. I’ve gotten a lot better at digital drawing(and have since improved a lot in the past 4 years now) and wanted to draw my Burst ideas into reality, drawing characters from S1 returning with new outfits and everything. Hence why I drew Ken and Daigo because at the time, people really wanted them to return during Surge/Superking and just missed them a lot.

Now that QuadStrike ended, and Burst is finally done, while I’m glad the final episode was more of a proper send off for the series with all the characters getting cameos near the end, it sucks that they didn’t get any updated designs and just used their S1 attires. To be fair, that is a lot to ask, especially considering they only show up on screen for a couple of seconds but still-

Regardless, it was nice to see Ken again(and Daigo too even for a short bit), but admittedly while I do love Ken’s design, I wish they didn’t keep his old scarf. Design wise it looks great but the old scarf makes his new outfit look off and clashes with his new design. But that’s just me.

~Ken & Daigo Fakeshot Background~

Ken’s outfit is from an image I found when scrolling through google for images for Ken, and found it a really cool design that look like a proper evolution to his S1 outfit. I unfortunately don’t know who the original artist is, but simply know I’m not the one who created this wonderful design.

As for Daigo’s outfit it was all me. I wanted to create something unique for him while also retaining what made his design him. He now sports his bandanna around his neck as opposed to his head, letting his hair fall down- symbolizing his growth and wanting to be more open with others and himself, and his jacket is similar to his original one, but is also a hoodie that kinda resembles a skull.

So many people though his design looked really weird and understandable really. Maybe the context changes your mind now? Knowing that it’s because of character development reasons?? Idk lol

As for the background used here, it’s from Turbo, which I edited the background from a screenshot I used to make the fakeshot more believable and real. Idk which episode it was, I stumbled upon the screencap and thought it was perfect. Here it is, free to use.

Also made a speedpaint of this if anyone’s interested in seeing the process!

[paper-mario-wiki]

Do you do farm stuff Scout? Or would you like to? Like owning chickens or tending an outdoor garden, that sort of thing?

From ages 7 to 19 I lived on farms, and was made to be an active participant in maintenance and usages of the facilities I don't know why the fuck I'm typing it like this, but I grew up on a farm. I was kinda in charge of everything, but slacked a lot and my brother had to cover for me. That said, I still spent a LOT of time doing chores.

At one point or another I've been responsible for most every farm chore you can really think of. All the basics like raking leaves, milking goats, collecting eggs, feeding chickens- but also the big stuff like moving tons of hay, herding flocks, caring for large animals such as llamas, alpacas, horses, and cows, as well as delivering babies, gutting and plucking fowl (only chickens and turkeys, though I've also cared for ducks and geese), dehoring, hoof cleaning, corpse transportation, crop maintenance, winter ice removal by breaking up frozen water troughs in 10 below weather (thought this was usually circumvented by anticipating the cold and setting up water heaters beforehand), constructing enclosures, slaughtering pigs, and etc etc etc etc etc all that shit. Bunnies snakes mini horses donkeys. All that shit. Farm stuff. Ya know.

Moved away when I went to college and immediately plunged into a mixed-zoning district in the Fushimi district in Kyoto. This was a really good transition from rural living to city living, because mixed zoning districts have blocks dedicated to apartment complexes and family homes right next to blocks of rice fields and ponds, which was behind the 7-Eleven I bought most of my food from.

Now I live in a SHITTY mixed zoning area in SHITTY America where we never stop hearing cars because there's a massive parking lot nearby and constant police sirens, not because the area is particularly dangerous, but because there's like 2 police stations nearby.

My ideal housing goal, which also happens to be my current goal in life, is to reach a slightly more rural version of the Kyoto living situation. The goals are very distinct:

0. I'm editing this one in after the fact to note that while I've used Kyoto as an example a few times in this post, I'm just looking for an area that feels right and would happily live in any prefecture that fits my needs.

I want to not be tied directly to a visa which would draw me away from doing whatever work I really want to do, like my student visa did later on when school started getting worse as professors were struggling to learn digital classroom mechanics. The visa I'm shooting for is dependent on a few ideas I have for businesses, but that's still kind of a long shot.

I want to be in a position of relative financial freedom so that I can spend enough time genuinely living there instead of just being tied to a computer all day, limiting me to the world I already know. This one's the big one, so I'm still workin on that. That said, recently I've been taking some pretty massive steps towards making this a more tangible circumstance. Fingers crossed.

I want to have a home that I own instead of renting, and I'd like to work with a Japanese architect to actually construct it. Again, these are big big plans, but I think a life goal is a thing worth thinking big about. And it's not like I'm trying to build a mansion, or even a family-sized house, I think I'd be content with three bedrooms, a kitchen, and common room. Of course, in keeping with the "dream big" spirit, in a world where I've got enough money to have a nicer, slightly bigger home, I can imagine as many as 5 bedrooms. It's nice to imagine in this "perfect" outcome that I've got a reason to have enough space for guests to sleep over. A local community, or an otherwise tangible, real-world web of relationships would be nice. Like, Real Adult Socializing Shit.

I want to have a significant emphasis on self-reliance on this home. As far solarpunk as I can reasonably go, without biting off more than I can chew as someone who's kinda limp-wristed. In a gay way and a feeble way. I figure this will come down to solar panels, water filtration, a well, and a garden (or at least the space to have gardening stuff like pots and soil). Some chickens would be nice too, but I don't know that I'd ever take on livestock proper.

I want to be properly submerged in trees without being more than a 5 minute bike ride from a train station. Somwhere like Yase-Hieizanguchi Station in north Kyoto is a good example of station that's on the edge of a metropolitan area and the forest. There was an apartment there I almost got, but backed out when covid hit cuz I decided moving across town would be a whack decision.

This is a BONUS goal, but I think it'd also be nice to not compromise on a single location, and instead have a home out in the inaka, while also having a small apartment rented in the city I can go between whenever I need to. In a world where I can afford a plot of land out in the country, but would still need to travel into town for business, that would be nice. Though in that scenario I'd likely need to also take on the arduous task of getting a Japanese drivers license. If I know far enough in advance that I want to take this specific route then I could bypass that last one by getting an international license before moving to Japan, but after moving to Japan you're barred from getting an international license.

I couldn't tell you in honesty that I'm a Salt of the Earth, Red Blooded American Farmer in my heart, and in fact I could not WAIT to move away from the farm. I hated that I didn't have a say in living on a farm, and was made to take care of animals. But what I DID enjoy about that life was the stillness. The opportunities of perfect silence. The stars unobstructed by light pollution. The ability to explore. Those things I was incredibly grateful for. And as such, in my perfect world, I would like to live on something like a farm again one day, just on my own terms.

[thee-horny-thicky]

Geto if he walked in on Yua masturbating ?

I'm probably going to expand this on my AO3 in honor of Kinktober, but for now, enjoy this smutty snippet!

Edit: I finished the fic already, so here's the link, if you want the full-length stuff.

The worst part about ovulation was how ungodly horny it made you. Most of the time, Suguru was present, taking you multiple times a day and preventing your biological urges from taking hold. But being a two-faced cult leader came with obligations, and one such obligation was traveling away from the temple. Typically, you were grateful for the reprieve. You pampered yourself with bubble baths and rest, allowing Suguru's lackeys to run his cult while you enjoyed his absence. He demanded your attention when he was present, but when he was gone, you showered your boys with affection. 

That was your plan when he announced his latest work trip. Then, ovulation week began. 

So, instead of relaxing in the Jacuzzi tub, your fingers were buried in your cunt as hot water lapped at your skin. You'd given yourself two other orgasms throughout the day, but it wasn't enough. Fucking Suguru had your body trained well, as it now took a minimal of three orgasms for you to feel satiated. 

You hated him, truly. Hated how he dictated your every move, hated how he robbed you of freedom, hated how little he cared for your wishes, hated what an awful human being he was. But right now, you longed for his wretched touch. You graduated past beating yourself up for the pleasure you felt with him, knowing that resistance would be much, much worse. Yet, actually wanting Suguru made you feel disgusted. 

A disgruntled noise escaped you as you struggled to banish your husband from your mind. 

You added a third finger, trying to stretch your cunt, desperate for stimulation. While the fingers buried in your pussy bullied your G-spot, your thumb rubbed circles over your clit. Your hips jerked when you found the perfect amount of pressure, breathy moans falling from your lips as tension built in your core. Your other hands began to play with your soapy breasts, tugging at your nipples. Your back arched, and when you pressed harder against your feminine bud, your release slammed into you. 

Your body shook as pleasure swept through you, your eyes rolling back. Slick gushed out of you, mixing with the water. You worked yourself through your high, whining as overstimulation set in. That was your que to stop. Your eyes fluttered open, and you withdrew your hand away from your sensitive flesh.

A chuckle reached your ears. “What a lovely return gift.”

You stiffened, your head whirling towards the door. Suguru stood there, his eyes dark as he leered at you. Your arms pressed against your breasts, covering them from his view, though he'd seen them a thousand times before.

“I thought you were returning tomorrow,” you said, reaching over to unplug the drain. 

“I finished sooner than expected,” he replied, crossing the room within seconds to stop the water from draining out. 

His clothes were gone within a minute, and he joined you in the tub. Water splashed over the sides, creating a mess you'd have to clean later. He positioned himself behind you, pinning your arms to the side, and forcing your legs to spread. His breath fanned over your ear, making a shiver go down your spine. A whimper escaped when his hand lodged itself between your legs, teasing your sensitive flesh. 

“Think you have another one in you, Yua?” 

He didn't wait for you to respond before he eased two fingers inside you, his digits thicker than your own. You mewled, his grip tightening as your body shuddered. 

It seems your wish for his touch had been granted. 

[supmaww]

the video of my bug becky painting :) unmute for music!

details under the cut 'cause this was a fun piece and I like talking about my work

In case anyone is curious, the song in the background is "A melody better left unknown" from the Blood in The Bayou soundtrack. It's fitting for obvious reasons (RIP Kian ily, you down-bad failed rockstar), but it's also one of my favourite tracks because of how gutted it leaves you!! I'll never forget that feeling of dread when Grizzly started to write the song with Becky. God. My favourite scene of the entire series.

We never truly meet Becky in bitb, but she's my favourite NPC anyways. I could go on and on about her and Kian's relationship (and I have... let me know if you want me to dig up the post) and what could've been. She's the perfect tragic ex-girlfriend for this silly tragic story. She was dead before we ever even meet her.

I struggled a little with the colours of this, mostly trying to get them to show up on my phone. My monitor does not display colours correctly, so it can be tricky trying to make stuff bright and saturated enough while still maintaining the contrast I was looking for. I think I did okay, but ehhh I think it could be improved on. It still looks miles better on desktop. Sorry mobile users.

The flowers, red spider lilies, are an iconic symbol of death. I tried to think of something more unique and less overdone, but fuck it. Straight from google they represent "sad memories, such as last goodbyes or the death of a loved one", plus they're also linked to reincarnation?? Hello??? The fact that they're native to Louisiana and grow in bayous make them all the more perfect. They're Becky's flower, hands down. Plus they're spider lilies. Like the bug (or arachnid). Haha.

It's kinda tricky to see, but the front pieces of her hair floating in the water form little bug mandibles. Probably my favourite part of the piece. I got the idea midway through the sketch and I knew I had to follow through.

Speaking of her hair... it's brown. This is due to the fact I was referencing the very talented @/alkalineleak's becky design and got carried away with my beloved warm colours before remembering that one of the only actual canon descriptors of Becky is that she had black hair. Whoops. I adjusted it a little but alas... It's brown. In a desperate attempt to make her look less like Rachel, I gave her an eyebrow piercing. But it's covered mostly by her bangs. Oh well.

This is probably my first digital painting I've posted since I drew Chip as a werewolf for halloween last year (if I remember correctly). I've improved a ton since then, but I'm still learning. I find with paintings the lack of lines gives you wayyy more freedom but also makes conveying forms much more tricky. Though I like how it turned out!!

My art program crashed a total of four times, two of which seriously set back progress. Consequences of recording a timelapse on a computer that can barely run Clip Studio Paint in the first place. Still not as bad as my goobleck animation... don't talk to me about that

This was all a huge bout of chronic procrastination. I have actual art projects due, figuring that I'm in art school. I'm so screwed. Like a week ago I swore off fanart and yet here I am... didn't last too long did I?

I am no better than Kian and would also die and join the hive for Becky (bug wife! bug wife! bug wife!). I hope they're together in hell.

Okay damn I still have more to say but that's a whole essay and a half, so I'm going to stop myself there. It's also 4am and I gotta head to uni in 3 hours. God. Uhm... Happy halloween go relisten to bitb it's spooky season!! (edit as I am posting this the day after: wow, that was a bad idea)

[joshcaladia]

Mickey 17 — A Modern Masterpiece

I just watched Mickey 17 in the most run-down theatre that I think I've ever seen. There must've been 50 or so dead pixels in the bottom left corner. One of the front-left speakers was consistently fuzzy. It was also packed in the theatre, so we didn't get very good seats. Despite this, it was one of the most enjoyable theatre experiences I've had in years, maybe ever. The incredible score, VFX, acting, story, editing, cinematography, and anything else I've forgotten to mention, just blew me out of the water.

Some may be surprised that this was my first time seeing a Bong Joon-ho film, and after seeing Mickey 17, I'm surprised too. Every part of this movie spoke to me in a way I almost never experience in movies and TV. I'll be avoiding spoilers in this review, but a few major plot points will be mentioned.

The Score

The score was instantly immersing, with a seemingly impossible mix of hard and soft, modern and classical, always playing at just the right volume, at just the right time.

The Effects

The visual effects were consistently flawless, with only a few mere moments of CGI-floaties, and my girlfriend noticed one (1) actual error in a distant shot of a crowd simulation. I never felt a separation from the physical and digital world.

The Cast

Then there's the acting. Robert Pattinson once again shows off his brilliant range, with a meek voice for the titular Mickey 17, and a harsher, drier voice for his less-titular counterpart. His presence shrinks as 17, showing his timid nature, and his emotions always feel extremely real. Steven Yuen's understated presence as Timo is similarly perfect. His mannerisms and the way he delivers his lines is as realistic as it gets, without getting banal. Naomi Ackie as Nasha was just about perfect casting. Her diction and physicality perfectly mirrored that of Pattinson's rather non-physical performance (as well as playing up his other, much more physical performance).

The science team always felt exactly like the stereotype of a science team, in only the best ways. Awkwardness, undying loyalty to scientific progress, and of course only the whitest of lab coats.

Mark Ruffalo is in his prime in this film, as is Toni Collette, as they play the most deranged power couple put to screen, with all the subtlety and nuance of the people they're a parody of (ha ha). Ruffalo takes every moment on screen and makes it instantly memorable. Collette speaks and moves in such a way it enhances her character's already uncertain motives.

The Story

To recap: the story of Mickey 17 follows Mickey Barnes in his escape from Earth through a space ship colony on a mission to an ice planet, along with his long-time friend Timo, after they take a loan from the creepiest mob boss alive to start a poorly-thought-out macaron store, and can't pay it back. While Timo can talk his way into a pilot position on the space team, Mickey takes the first job he sees, which is the controversial 'expendable' position. Expendables are scanned, killed, regenerated, killed, and regenerated again, ideally forever. They're banned on Earth due to the ethical and moral concerns, but in space, anything goes (on the drive home, I listened to Anything Goes by Tee Lopes, and it resonated as poignant to the movie). Mickey goes through many regenerations, through a few incidental deaths and a dozen or so deaths related to the science team testing on him. I won't go over the particular tests, but they mostly involve being injected with a formula, directly followed by throwing up blood. It's not until Mickey survives an assumed death, aided by an alien species (known as 'creepers'), and returns to the colony to find he's been cloned again, that things start to go off the rails.

Mickey 17 doesn't waste time telling you who Mickey is and what his job is, but doesn't rush at all to give any other details. It's paced slowly, but not monotonously. This is also one of the only movies I've ever seen with sex scenes that are not only short, but also directly serve the plot, which is how I like my sex scenes.

There are several flashbacks, some nested, and a lot of the context of earlier scenes are given prudence from later scenes. Near the very end of the film, there's a moment, a fairly long scene considering what it is, as a flashback respective to the scene surrounding it, which you might assume would completely fuck the pacing up, but it actually serves to give the surrounding scene a lot more weight. The timeline of the edit is so unique, and I love it.

The Editing

My oh my, the editing. The sound, the music, the timing, the effects, all of it is incredible, but none more so than the fact that Pattinson's dual performance is completely seamless. Not just in visual effects, but in the reactions from other actors. It's perfect. 'Nuff said.

Conclusion

I don't feel like I talked enough about Mark Ruffalo's role in this review, but it's hard to talk about without spoiling too much. I loved every second of this movie, and proudly give it a 10/10. I do feel pretentious saying this, but I wholeheartedly believe it to be a modern masterpiece.

[dontsleepwa]

When I first got into Blender, it was purely because I saw creators rendering their Sims in it the results blew the in game visuals out of the water So I dove in, teaching myself UV unwrapping, texture painting, sculpting, and modeling the hard way

I’m lowkey a digital hoarder and a deletion gremlin. I’d obsessively document my progress, then wipe files months later. Now Only these three renders survived, but they’re my glow-up trophies

My rookie attempt at sculpting hyperfixated on perfecting collarbone anatomy for days. Just nailing that alone felt like a flex

Zero post-editing here. This render’s messy, but it’s where I finally cracked particle hair systems (RIP my laptop’s GPU tho)

First try sculpting male muscle definition. Texture’s janky, but that dramatic lighting? Chef’s kiss Still lowkey proud of this himbo’s vibe

[duckprintspress]

On the Care and Maintenance of Editors

September is “Be Kind to Editors and Writers” Month. Here at Duck Prints Press, we have editors and writers aplenty, and to celebrate them, we asked them a few questions about kindness in their field of work. In this post, we’ll be chatting with our editors. (Stay tuned for the writers chat later this month!)

The participants in this roundtable are E. C., Alex, Nina Waters, Rhosyn Goodfellow, theirprofoundbond, boneturtle, and an anonymous contributor.

1. What is your favorite self-care as an editor?

E. C.: Following the 20-20-20 rule to mitigate eyestrain (I make it the 20-20-20-200-20 rule and look out a window for a bit, too).

Alex: Scheduling in breaks, both short (for eyestrain) and long (for mental fatigue). I always ensure there’s some fun snacks or activity involved (past treats have included anything from ice cream after finishing X amount of pages to new tattoos for finishing a major project).

Nina Waters: Mostly, it’s setting and enforcing boundaries about when and how I will work and when and how I won’t. Like, “I don’t check my email during these periods” kind of stuff.

Anonymous: As a freelance editor, my favorite type of self-care is scheduling myself fairly, and not taking on too much.

Rhosyn Goodfellow: Scheduling breaks specifically to play with my dogs, which helps get my brain completely away from thinking about written communication.

theirprofoundbond: My favorite self-care is to set limits for myself in terms of the amount of work I’m going to take on, as well as the kinds of projects I’m going to work on. I really had to learn how to say no to things, especially when I was first starting out. I felt like I should accept any project that came my way, or accept even if I wasn’t very interested in the project because I had availability. Now, I’m much choosier about how much work I’ll say yes to, and the projects I’m going to devote my time to. The authors I work with benefit, because they’re getting the best out of me. The authors I decline to work with have the opportunity to find someone who will be able to offer them the time, support, and enthusiasm they deserve. And I’m certainly benefiting, because I find my editing work much more enjoyable now!

2. What kindnesses have others done for you to support your editing that you’ve appreciated?

Alex: Listened to me when I said I was not to be disturbed (this goes for digital friends as well as irl folks).

Nina Waters: Being understanding that editors aren’t perfect either, like, yeah, I do make mistakes, and so do the writers, and the whole point is this is a partnership where we work through it all together to produce a polished story that makes the author’s words and intentions shine.

Anonymous: I appreciate when my clients get that I have a full-time job in addition to their edits. My wife is also very understanding when I have to sit at the computer and edit instead of hanging out with her.

Rhosyn Goodfellow: Understanding and respecting that my editing time is just as important as my time working at my other job.

3. What’s an advice you’d like to give to people who want to support their editor friends?

Alex: Your editor has a good handle on what they need to succeed. If they ask for something (or conversely, don’t ask for anything), it’s probably for a reason!

Nina Waters: If the editor is wearing their “editor” hat and not their “friend” hat, understand that. And don’t assume that just cause they’re your friend, they’ll be interested in editing for you.

Anonymous: If you want to support your editor friends, I recommend acknowledging the effort they’re putting in and the skill it takes to do what they do. It’s nice to feel appreciated!

Rhosyn Goodfellow: If you think what they do is cool or important, tell them! It’s always nice to know someone thinks what you do is important, and I think that’s especially true right now for anyone whose job falls into the broad category of work people who don’t actually understand that work think is easily replaceable with AI tools.

theirprofoundbond: Ask them about their work! It’s understandable that there’s a lot of interest in authors’ writing progress and processes, but editors are involved, too, working away behind the scenes to support their authors. It means a lot when people show interest in my work. I truly love what I do, and I love talking about it—whether that’s with someone who has no familiarity with what I do (or they have misconceptions—very common!), or with authors or other editors who have an understanding of the editing process/experience.

4. What’s a common misconception about being an editor that you’d like to correct?

Alex: Yes, I edit. Yes, I write. No, I have never gone an hour without typos and no, I will not be correcting them (unless they’re REALLY egregious lol)

Nina Waters: That editors are evil inflexible hardasses.

Anonymous: I don’t like the misconception that editors are, like, sharks intent on tearing your manuscript apart. I don’t suggest changes because I hate you or your writing; I want your writing to be the best it can be.

Rhosyn Goodfellow: That editing is about “correcting” someone’s writing. An editor’s job is to help a writer tell the story they want to tell and communicate the information they want to communicate in the most effective way possible. Even things like spelling, grammar, and adhering to a specific style aren’t about doing things the “right” way; they’re about minimizing the degree to which the technical aspects of written language distract readers from the content of the writing. A good writer-editor relationship is a partnership, not some kind of grammatical dictatorship.

theirprofoundbond: People almost always assume that I’m eager to correct and criticize an author. That I’m going to tear their work apart. I think those ideas come from a place of people recognizing that giving your creative work to someone for feedback and improvement is a little scary, but it has been striking to see this repeated misconception—even from people who know me well, and know that that’s not how I am as a person or editor. I can’t improve on Rhosyn’s response to this question, but I will say that for my part, I tell every author I work with that I’m there to help them tell the story they want to tell, not tell them what to do.

To summarize in the words of boneturtle: editors are the Frankenstein’s monster just looking for love while everyone runs away screaming

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[great-health-stuff]

🧠✨ Foggy Brain Be Gone! Train Your Mind with These 4 Simple Daily Clarity Hacks

Feel like your brain's running on dial-up while the world demands fiber optic speed? 😵‍💫 Mental clutter, scattered thoughts, and that constant feeling of overwhelm are real. But the good news? You can train your brain for more focus and clarity, starting with tiny, consistent daily habits.

No complex routines needed! Here are 4 simple practices to sharpen your mind:

1. Mindful Minutes (Just Breathe! 🧘‍♀️)

What: Paying attention to the present moment, on purpose, without judgment. Even 1-5 minutes counts!

Why it Works: Calms the nervous system, reduces overthinking, and creates mental space by anchoring you to the now instead of worrying about the past or future.

Simple Daily Habit:

Set a timer for 2 minutes. Close your eyes (or soften your gaze). Focus only on the sensation of your breath going in and out. Thoughts will wander – gently guide your attention back to your breath. That's it! Do it when you wake up, before a meeting, or anytime you feel scattered.

2. Brain Dump Journaling (Get it OUT ✍️)

What: Quickly writing down everything swirling in your head – tasks, worries, ideas, feelings – without editing or judging.

Why it Works: Frees up mental RAM by externalizing thoughts. Seeing it on paper can make overwhelming thoughts feel more manageable and less urgent.

Simple Daily Habit:

Spend 5-10 minutes each morning or evening just dumping your thoughts onto a page. Use bullet points, stream-of-consciousness, whatever feels right. Don't aim for pretty, aim for empty.

3. Hydration Hero (Water is Your Brain's BFF 💧)

What: Drinking enough water throughout the day. Simple, but crucial!

Why it Works: Your brain is mostly water! Even mild dehydration can impair focus, memory, and mood. Staying hydrated keeps brain cells firing optimally.

Simple Daily Habit:

Keep a water bottle visible and sip consistently. Start your day with a glass. Set reminders if needed. Aim for roughly 8 glasses (adjust based on your needs/activity). Herbal tea counts too!

4. Mini Digital Detox (Log Off to Tune In 📵)

What: Intentionally setting aside time away from screens (phone, computer, TV).

Why it Works: Constant notifications and information overload fragment attention and exhaust the brain. Stepping away allows your mind to rest, reset, and process information more deeply.

Simple Daily Habit:

Designate specific screen-free times. Maybe the first 30 mins after waking, during meals, or the hour before bed. Even putting your phone in another room for 15-30 minutes can make a difference.

Consistency is key! Don't try to perfect all four overnight. Pick one that resonates most and build from there. Training your brain for clarity is a practice, not a one-time fix. Be patient and kind to yourself. 💖

Which of these clarity hacks are you going to try first? 👇 Or do you have another go-to practice for clearing mental fog? Share your wisdom or reblog if this helps!

[yvetteheiser]

Yvette Heiser - Perfect Self-Portraits: Creative Photography Ideas You Can Learn Quickly

In today’s world of social media and digital expression, mastering the art of self-portraits is more relevant than ever. A perfect self-portrait isn’t just about taking a picture of yourself—it’s about telling a story, capturing emotions, and creating an image that resonates with you and your audience. Inspired by Yvette Heiser – Creative Ideas For Perfect Self-Portraits, these photography tips are designed to help both beginners and enthusiasts elevate their self-portrait game effortlessly.

1. Experiment with Lighting

Lighting can make or break a photograph. For self-portraits, explore natural light by positioning yourself near a window during the golden hour. Soft, diffused light creates a flattering glow, while direct sunlight can add dramatic shadows for a more artistic touch. Don’t hesitate to experiment with artificial lighting, like LED panels, ring lights, or even string lights, for unique effects.

Quick Tip: Use household items like lamps or candles to create moody and atmospheric portraits.

2. Use Props to Add Personality

Props can transform a plain self-portrait into a captivating story. Incorporate items that resonate with your personality or the theme of your photo. It could be a book, a musical instrument, or even a cup of coffee. Props not only enhance the visual appeal but also help convey your individuality.

Quick Tip: Make sure your props enhance the overall composition without dominating or distracting from the main subject.

3. Play with Angles and Perspectives

Angles can significantly alter the mood of your self-portrait. Instead of sticking to traditional front-facing shots, experiment with high angles, low angles, or even side profiles. Using a wide-angle lens can create a unique perspective, while close-ups emphasize facial expressions and details.

Quick Tip: Use a tripod or a sturdy surface to keep your camera steady and experiment hands-free.

4. Incorporate Reflections

Reflections add depth and intrigue to your self-portraits. Use mirrors, water surfaces, or reflective objects like glass windows to create stunning visuals. The layered effect of reflections adds a dynamic quality to your photograph.

Quick Tip: Position the camera to include both your reflection and some surrounding elements for added context.

5. Leverage Negative Space

Negative space—the area around your subject—can make your self-portrait feel more expansive and balanced. Use simple backgrounds or minimalistic settings to highlight yourself as the focal point. This technique works well for both dramatic and serene compositions.

Quick Tip: Experiment with blank walls, open skies, or uncluttered environments.

6. Experiment with Motion

Motion in self-portraits adds a sense of dynamism and life. Try tossing your hair, spinning, or walking while the camera captures the action. A slow shutter speed can produce a soft, blurred effect that beautifully highlights motion and adds a dreamy quality to your image.

Quick Tip: Use the timer or remote shutter feature to capture motion without assistance.

7. Focus on Your Eyes

Often called the windows to the soul, the eyes play a crucial role in self-portraits, offering a way to express deep and compelling emotions. Ensure your eyes are sharp and well-lit, as they naturally draw attention.

Quick Tip: Use your camera's focus settings to lock onto your eyes before taking the shot.

8. Explore Post-Processing

Editing is where your self-portrait truly comes to life. Experiment with filters, color grading, and retouching to enhance your image. Software like Adobe Lightroom or mobile apps like Snapseed can make a huge difference in the final look.

Quick Tip: Stay authentic—edit to enhance, not to overdo.

9. Add a Creative Concept

A concept can elevate a self-portrait from good to unforgettable. Think about themes, moods, or stories you want to convey. For example, dress in vintage attire for a nostalgic feel or incorporate bold colors for a vibrant vibe.

Quick Tip: Plan your concept in advance, including wardrobe, props, and background.

Final Thoughts

Perfect self-portraits are a blend of creativity, technique, and personal expression. By experimenting with lighting, props, angles, and editing, you can quickly develop the skills needed to create stunning, standout images. Drawing inspiration from 10 Secrets About Yvette Heiser Photography You Can Learn From TV, you’ll discover new ways to refine your approach and make each shot uniquely yours. Remember, practice is key, and there’s no right or wrong—just your unique perspective.

Now, grab your camera or smartphone, unleash your creativity, and start capturing self-portraits that truly reflect who you are!

[salemssimblr]

Hello there! I'm Eden :D I LOVE your renders! I've been rendering for well over a year at this point, however I only stuck to the super basic stuff since it took me a year before that to even know how to do it at all. I've wanted to up my game and get to where you are now. I'm SO SORRY if this question was asked already (I haven't gotten too far in your posts yet), but;

How do you personally edit your renders? I understand you use photoshop, but how do you do it exactly? Your renders have that kind of digital art style, like you drew them yourself. Feel free to be as descriptive or brief as you'd like!

Hi Eden!!! Thank you so much! 🥹😍♥️

I've followed you back and glad we're moots! I'd love to see some of your work!

I'm not sure if I've answered this before but I'm happy to answer it again! Also I haven't advertised it in a while (and I really need to try to get up a new tut, maybe soon), but my alt account is a Render School where I post tutorials, with plans to post editing tutorials in the future!

But honestly as far as my editing, I really don't do much.

Actions are my secret weapon, and I have a few favorites/go-tos I'll link! A few are by simmers and a few are just action sets. I'm in a family of photographers, so I have access to a wealth of resources for my editing.

Sonder set by @intramoon

Cold Water set by @intramoon

Retro Prime photoshop actions

Indie camera photoshop actions

But my "secret weapon," as it were, and the set of actions that I think most helps me accomplish that digital art style is a set of actions that are sadly expensive and hard to find now.

My favorite set is by Totally Rad! and I think in recent years it's been folded in to this Pixel Sugar product on their website. I know that's a steep price point but it's possible you can find it around the corners of the Internet for less, or if you can't, you might be able to find "dupes" of the better ones, which imo are:

Technicolor dream world

Super Fun Happy

Bullet Tooth

Grandma's Tap Shoes

As for my method, I know a lot of simmers paint over their renders, and I've done that a few times but find I'm too impatient tbh. My goal is always to have to do only minor touchups over my renders and some color/vibe adjustments before the finished product. My "raw" files are always exactly what blender spits out for me, unaltered in any way except to resize them for Tumblr.

To get that digital art style, I'd recommend rendering with alpha details if you don't already. If your computer can't handle alpha cc in the game, DM me and I can give you some pointers (sneak peek info for a future tut lmao) on how to accomplish it without bogging down your game.

When I go into photoshop I adjust the brightness and contrast, as I tend to personally prefer high contrast pieces that contain dark subject matter but you can still see the details. Then I'll paint/blur/clone/adjust anything that needs it, then I'll "stack" and adjust a handful of actions before applying edge blur and vignette and any other color adjustments (levels, curves, etc).

That's a very oversimplified rundown of what I do, but really overall my editing process is simple. The bulk of my work happens in blender itself. I find that the more time I take to perfect the lighting and shadows and angles in blender, the less frustrating the editing process and the happier I am with the end result. So, that said, be sure you're spending a lot of time in blender getting the light and shadows to be exactly where you need/want them to be before running it.

I know this is a bit long I'm sorry! If any of it is super confusing or you'd like a more in-depth look at any of it please let me know! I do plan to do editing tutorials for my side blog, but the latter half of this year has kind of run over me like a train, and for now I'm just trying to get by day by day. But I'm happy to help if you have more specific questions!

& thank you again!! ♥️

[bunnilime]

🎶✨when u get this, list 5 songs u like to listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers 🎶✨

(hope you have fun!)

Here They Are!!! (the list is in no particular order)

But since making this a GIF turned everything mad blurry here's what the list says lol:

1. BACK 2 BACK - Digital Remakin Track / Water Palace: Act 1 by SEGA SOUND TEAM

I LOVE ANY SONIC MUSIC AHHHHH I MADE A 4 HOUR AND 30 MINUTE PLAYLIST JUST OF SONIC MUSIC

2. My Heart Beats Like A Drum ( Dam Dam Dam ) - International Radio Edit by A Touch Of Class

I just listened to this entire album recently and I'm obsessed with it! But the International Radio Edit of this song specifically is just perfect!!

3. 5 O'Clock by Teezo Touchdown

As a musician I am sosososososooo inspired by Teezo Touchdown and his work!! He is also one of my very few celebrity crushes!! X3

4. Loving You ( Original Version ) by Michael Jackson

I LOVE MICHAEL JACKSON AHHHH I MADE A 8 HOUR AND 51 MINUTE PLAYLIST OF JUST MICHAEL JACKSON MUSIC

5. Thank You For The Venom by My Chemical Romance

I rocks with punk/emo/alt music heavy 🤞🏽 I have since I was a kid lol

Alsoooooo

THANK YOU @somemismatchedsocks FOR ASKING ME THIS 🥺

nows the time for me to think of which 10 people i shall send this to 🤔🤔