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Can you do one of where Sevika is very dominant and very frustrated at s/o for talking shit to her all day!!(i neeeeed it please) love your stories 💕
Thank you for the ask! Sorry it took me a while to write it, but I hope you like it! I changed it a bit: instead of the reader talking about Sevika, it's just s/o teasing her. I hope that's OK? I had a hard time writing that part and felt like I didn't write it well.
Industrial Heat
mechanic!sevika x apprentice!reader
✎ word count: 2.7k
꩜ content warnings: rough scissoring , overstimulation, squirting, breast play, hair pulling, spanking, dirty talk, semi-public sex, power imbalance (consensual), manhandling, workshop sex, mild humiliation, reader gets what she asked for
You’d been a complete pain in Sevika’s ass all day at the shop. With it being the off-season, there weren’t many projects to jump in on— especially not with your limited expertise, as Sevika liked to put it. She stuck you with sorting bolts instead, a chaotic mess left over from the last big job. But you couldn’t just sit at that desk all shift doing busywork. You needed to actually do something. So, naturally, you ditched the bolt-sorting and went looking for a better option.
Sevika was still working on one of her bigger projects, some generator for Zaun. Said she was the only one who’d understand how to fix it. You rolled your eyes at her when she told you so last week. Yet she was still puffing and groaning each time she worked on it, and from your point of view there was little to no process. Also her attitude was getting worse, which was also a sign you learned years ago when you first started working for her.
You twisted around on the high chair, looking over to Sevika with a bored expression. She was bent over the generator fixing god knows what inside of it. A white tank top stained with oil and sweat, baggy jeans where she held a dirty cloth in her pocket. Heavy boots you could hear from miles away approaching.
Instead you had decided this morning when you heard of your boring task you could instead do something more useful, at least to your own entertainment.
It started in the morning, where Sevika asked you to sort out the cabinets holding all the tools. Sevika loved her own routine and hated when anything went differently than planned. So it would be an absolute great idea to misplace every tool she needed for today's shift.
‘’Where’s the welding torch?’’ She looked around a bit more before her gaze landed on you, not suspecting anything yet.
You looked up from cleaning out another cabinet.
‘’Though I put it over there, somewhere.’’ You pointed to the other side of the shop. Sevika followed your gaze before looking back at you again, you already turned back to the cabinet again.
‘’I’d rather you put the tools back immediately after cleaning, saves us both the trouble.’’ She sighs as she walks over to the other side of the shop.
You grinned as Sevika walked over to grab the welding torch. The music was just hard enough to mask your footsteps as you sneaked up to her workbench. Grabbing some bolts and a screwdriver from her workstation. You quickly looked back up to where Sevika was to notice her back was still turned onto you, yes, didn't caught onto anything.
You sat back down again, like nothing happened. You heard Sevika grunt behind you as she took her spot again.
The next ten minutes were glorious.
You barely made it through organizing another drawer of nonsense before you heard it.
Clang. A muffled “What the fuck—”
You turned innocently on your stool, head tilted like a confused little puppy. “Everything okay, boss?”
Sevika shot you a narrow look from over her shoulder. The welding torch now sat neatly on the bench, but her hand was rummaging through a small compartment that was supposed to have a set of bolts. “Did you move my M6s?”
You blinked. “Your what?”
Her eyes rolled so hard you half-expected them to fall out of her head. “My bolts. Medium. Silver ones. Labeled.”
You swiveled lazily back to your “sorting,” drawing out the silence like a stretched rubber band. “Hmm… I might’ve put them in the top left drawer? Or maybe the bottom right. Kinda all blends together after a while.” You said it with just enough faux-innocence to sound like you meant well. But she knew better. She always knew better.
The sound of a metal drawer being yanked open had you biting back a grin.
It was by far the most satisfying. Not just because she’d clearly noticed— but because she hadn’t stopped you yet. That meant you could keep going.
So you did.
A few minutes later, Sevika turned away from the generator to grab a ratchet, only to find that particular tool mysteriously missing, too.
“Are you kidding me,” she muttered under her breath, arms bracing on the table, head dipped low like she needed a moment before she committed a felony.
You didn’t even look up from where you were “sorting” a group of mismatched washers. “You know, Sev, if you just labeled your workbench drawers like a normal person, maybe you wouldn’t lose everything.”
“I didn’t lose shit,” she grunted.
“No? Because from over here, it kinda looks like you’re doing more grumbling than fixing.”
That earned you a look. A long, slow one that had her full frame turning toward you, elbow perched on the bench, wiping sweat off her temple with the back of her hand. Her jaw ticked. “Maybe if someone wasn’t fucking around with my tools—”
“—Our tools,” you interjected sweetly.
Sevika’s glare could’ve melted steel. “You want a wrench to the head?”
You shrugged. “I’d rather the ratchet, honestly. It’s missing anyway, right?”
She exhaled sharply through her nose. “You’re unbelievable.”
“Unbelievably bored, yeah,” you sighed dramatically, stretching your arms overhead, making a show of arching your back and yawning wide. You peeked over at her mid-yawn just to see if she was looking. She was. “You could at least let me weld something. I’m not that bad.”
“You caught a rag on fire last time.”
“Yeah, well. Fire happens. Builds character.”
She was walking over before you could get another word in, boots loud and fast and full of attitude. You straightened just in time for her to lean down, one hand bracing the table beside you, the other gripping the back of your chair.
Her face was close. Not kiss-you close. But close enough to feel the heat of her frustration, and maybe a flicker of something else underneath it.
“You want something to do?” she asked lowly, voice like thunder about to crack.
You blinked up at her. “Obviously.”
Something in her jaw flexed. Her eyes dropped to your mouth, just for a split second and when they came back up, they were darker. Rougher. That tension she always carried between her shoulder blades rolled down her spine and snapped taut like wire. And before you could so much as flash a smug grin—
She grabbed you.
Fingers curled hard around the front of your shirt as she yanked you up from the stool, chair screeching back with a violent scrape. You barely got your footing before she spun you and slammed your chest against the edge of the worktable, the impact sending tools clattering across the surface.
“Fucking—Sevika—!”
You barely got the words out, breath caught somewhere between startled and thrilled. She was already on you, crowding in, one thigh pressing between yours, her hand shoving up under your shirt like it belonged there. Which, to be fair, it kind of did by now.
You tried to shift, to glance over your shoulder, but her palm flattened between your shoulder blades and shoved you down just a little more. Not painfully. Just enough to remind you where you were.
Her hand slipped under your shirt again.
“Since you wanna be such a fucking distraction,” she muttered, dragging your top up past your ribs, “guess I should remind you what happens when you act out of order.’’
You gasped as the rough pad of her hand cupped your chest, fingers spreading wide, greedy. , She didn’t warm you up, didn’t tease or coo or ease you into it. Sevika grabbed your breast like she owned it, fingers squeezing until your back arched up into her grip with a helpless sound.
“There she is,” she growled, lips curling as she pressed her chest against your back, hand tugging your shirt up fully to bunch at your shoulders. “Knew you’d melt the second I got my hands on you.”
Your breath hitched as she pinched your nipple tight, deliberate, twisting just enough to make you squirm with a half-whimper that cracked into a moan.
“You like that?” she rasped.
You nodded fast, cheek pressed to the cool table, fingers curling over the edge. “Yes—fuck, yes—”
Another twist, sharper this time. She tugged and rolled the sensitive bud between her fingers, pulling your body back into hers until your ass was flush against her hips.
“Then take it.”
Her voice was hoarse, raw. She palmed your other breast now, groping both like she couldn’t decide which one deserved her attention more. Each squeeze pulled a new whine out of your throat, every twist of your nipples sending heat crashing through you like wildfire. There was nothing slow about it, no gentle rhythm, just Sevika’s calloused fingers using you like she’d been holding back all day and finally let go.
Your thighs trembled. Your breath stuttered.
“Fuck, Sev—please—”
“Please what?” she purred against your ear, leaning over you fully now, hips grinding slow between your legs, dragging friction right over where you needed her most. “You wanted my attention so bad. All those little games. All that mouth. And now you’re whining like you don’t know what to do with it.”
“I—I need you—”
Her hand left your chest so suddenly it made you cry out. She grabbed your hips again, yanked you back an inch, and you heard the click of her zipper like a death knell.
“Good,” she muttered.
“Because I’ve got a lot of steam to blow off.”
You barely had time to breathe before Sevika spun you around again, her hands rough under your thighs as she hauled you up onto the worktable properly this time. Tools clattered to the floor. Something rolled off and hit the tile with a metallic clang. Neither of you gave a shit.
Your legs spread open instinctively, inviting, desperate and Sevika stepped in with a dangerous glint in her eye.
“Fucking brat,” she growled, yanking your shirt over your head and tossing it aside like it offended her. Her palms were back on your chest immediately, gripping, squeezing, pinching like she couldn’t decide whether to punish you or ruin you. “You don’t know when to quit, do you?”
You whined, hips lifting shamelessly toward her. “You’re the one who hasn’t touched me all day,” you gasped out. “Not my fault you’re all backed up and cranky.”
Her nostrils flared. Her hand cracked across your tit in a rough slap that made you yelp, then moan, your head falling back.
“You think I won’t shut that mouth for good?”
You bit your lip to keep from grinning, breath still ragged. “Bet you’re too worked up to last that long.”
That did it.
Sevika growled, low and animal, and stripped both you and her. Then let her thigh slot between yours. Then she grabbed you by the hips, dug her fingers in and dragged you down to the edge of the bench. You barely got a word out before she threw one leg up onto the table beside you, straddling your thigh, hips tilted and already slick.
And then she started grinding.
It wasn’t soft.
It wasn’t gentle.
It was fucking feral.
The second your soaked cunt made contact with hers, Sevika let out a sharp, guttural moan and her hands locked around your thighs, shoving them open wider, locking your legs around her waist. She fucked her hips forward without rhythm or mercy, dragging wet, messy friction between your folds, clit grinding against clit like she was trying to mark you with the heat of her body.
You cried out, legs spasming from the sudden intensity. “S-Sevika—fuck—”
“Shut up,” she hissed through her teeth, breathless and furious. “You wanted my attention? You’ve got it. Take it.”
Your back arched. The workbench creaked under you. She was relentless, every grind deep and punishing, her wet folds slapping hot and fast against yours, your slicks mixing into something obscene. Her muscles flexed with every thrust, arm braced next to your head, chest heaving as she watched you fall apart beneath her.
But you didn’t stop teasing, not even when your voice cracked.
“Y-you’re… fuck, you’re grinding like a bitch in heat—”
Sevika slammed her hips forward hard enough to knock the air out of your lungs.
“Oh, I’m the bitch?” she spat, eyes wild. “Look at you. Legs wide open, begging for it. Whining like a little toy and still running that mouth.”
You whimpered, gasping, fingers clawing at her back for purchase. “Y-you like it—fuck, your cunt’s dripping for me—”
“Because I earned it,” she growled. “All you did was piss me off all goddamn day and now you’re getting what you deserve.”
Your moan cracked on the last note as she ground down again, catching your clit just right. Your whole body jerked beneath her, overwhelmed and overstimulated, as she doubled down, thighs flexed, hips rolling tighter, harder, chasing both your peaks like she didn’t give a fuck whether you were ready or not.
“I’m gonna ride you,” Sevika panted, dragging her wet cunt harder against yours, “until that bratty little smirk’s fucked off your face.”
You were already close. Could feel it coiling in your gut like fire ready to snap and still, through your moans, you managed a breathless giggle.
“D-do your worst.”
Sevika snarled.
Then— fuck— her mouth dropped to your chest.
Without warning, her lips wrapped around your nipple, hot and wet, and she sucked. Hard.
Your back arched off the table like it was on fire.
“F-fuck, fuck, fuck—” you gasped, fingers flying to her hair, dragging her in, keeping her there as her tongue swirled rough circles over your nipple, then her teeth bit down, and your cry nearly echoed out into the street.
Sevika moaned right against your skin, deep and raw, grinding down even harder now, panting into your chest like a woman possessed.
“You feel that?” she growled, dragging her mouth to your other breast. “You fucking feel me dripping on you? This wet little cunt you made such a mess of—”
“Y-yeah—fuck—I c-can’t—!”
Your thighs started shaking, clenching tight around her waist, and you knew you were right there hanging off the edge, completely undone.
Then Sevika bit your nipple again, sucked it deep, and her hips rutted in one perfect grind.
Your orgasm slammed into you like a goddamn train.
You screamed her name ,choking on it, back arched, thighs locked, hands clawing at the bench and her shoulders and anything you could grab as pleasure exploded through your core
It gushed between your legs with no warning, wet and hot and everywhere, soaking the inside of Sevika’s thigh and the bench beneath you, a mess you couldn’t even be embarrassed about because your mind had gone completely blank.
Sevika felt it, and the snarl she let out was feral.
“Oh fuck— you dirty little thing—”
She ground her hips through it, her own body shuddering, and then she came. Her breath punching out of her, hips jerking wildly, clit grinding hard against yours as she collapsed forward into you with a guttural, unrestrained moan. Her body trembled against yours as she rode out every last pulse, forcing your still-clenching cunt to grind against hers through the aftershocks, drawing out another slick gush from between your thighs.
By the time her motions finally slowed, you were both drenched in sweat, slick, and something that definitely wasn’t sweat puddling under your ass on the bench.
She stayed on top of you for a minute, catching her breath, her mouth still lazily mouthing at your tits, softer now, messier. Not sucking, just… staying there. Maybe pretending this whole place wasn’t covered in your combined filth.
Your fingers were still tangled in her hair.
“…So,” you managed weakly, blinking up at the ceiling. “Still mad?”
Sevika exhaled a long, low breath against your chest.
Then she licked your nipple again slow and mean.
“Ask me again after you mop the fucking floor.”
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#arcane#velvetsserenity#sevika arcane#sevika x y/n#arcane sevika#sevika x reader#sevika#sevika x you#sevika smut#arcane smut#arcane season 2#arcane season 1#lesbian
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I hate Noli. The moment the update dropped my pc’s boot device fried so I never got to experience him on the first day, and probably not for a while til we get it fixed. Fuck you Noli I’ll make angst of yo ass later
1x thing <3 my final design of baby and killer 1x under the cut vvv AND LORE

Gng this Roblox character turned me genderfluid actually I kin them so heavily it’s erm awkward 😬
My forsaken shedletsky headcanon lore (WARNING: LONG AND ANGSTY)
Telamon was a ruthless god with no moral compass and especially no compassion towards robloxians. He reigned over the Heights and faced anyone who could challenge him. That all changed when one day the admin Brighteyes showed up, and while she didn’t win a duel, severely impressed Telamon to the point where he wanted to know more about her. One thing led to another and he was absolutely smitten, but confused about his own feelings. He started learning more about humanity and their culture through her, and was inspired enough by her tenacity to try and become an admin. Builderman was skeptical at first but let him, and he was very effective at banning and moderating criminals/hackers. However, public perception of him wasn’t very good since he’s still pretty detached from humans emotionally, so people view him as arrogant or hot tempered, which he is for sure. That’s when he made the absolutely “genius” move to separate his own hatred from himself. It actually worked, and the hatred manifested itself as a baby. Telamon wanted to get rid of it because obv it’s his hatred but Brighteyes didn’t want to just abandon an actual baby, so they kept 1x. Throughout their upbringing, Brighteyes raised 1x with love while Telamon neglected them, up until a certain point where he decided to”ykw, I’ll let this thing take over the Heights for me. Maybe then I could spend more time with Brighteyes and the humans”. At a very young age, 1x has been training nonstop with Telamon, and they never complained since all they wanted was their father’s affection. Brighteyes never knew how intense these could get, to the point where sometimes 1x wouldn’t be able to stand. But one day, something happened that caused 1x to snap and accuse Telamon of never loving them as their own, and showed a little bit of that godly hatred that was harboring inside them. This made Telamon decide to send 1x to the banlands, deeming them a threat to humanity when all they wanted was acceptance. Brighteyes is devasted, spending most of her time trying to find her child, while Telamon starts to actually feel the effects of having his hatred stripped away. It got to the point where he was practically different from Telamon in terms of personality altogether and decided to go by Shedletsky instead. And the worst part? Now that he fully understands humanity, he feels immense regret for disposing of his child like that and wishes he could go back and change it. He could never tell Brighteyes he did it, out of fear she’d leave him. The only people that know what happened are Builderman and Doombringer, with the former being disgusted his closest friend would do such a thing his own spawn. He chooses not to tell Brighteyes though because he feels this is a consequence Shedletsky must face himself, but Builderman did actively try to locate 1x in the banlands. He only stopped when his own kid, John Doe, went missing according to Jane, so his efforts went split. Meanwhile in the banlands, now fully accepting they’d never be loved, fully embraced the hate they were made from. The hate was so corrosive it changed them, but while the rest of the changes came from years spent in solitude, the only choice they made for themself was to cut their wings off. Reminded them of Telamon. Spectre loves family drama ig 🥀
Erm in an ideal world n7 and Noli adopt this emo teen and all is good 🤑🤑 pshh what no this isn’t my au wym….yes I’m projecting
#roblox#forsaken#forsaken roblox#forsaken 1x1x1x1#1x1x1x1 forsaken#forsaken 1x4#shedletsky#forsaken shedletsky#forsaken brighteyes#brighteyes#brightsky#shedletsky x brighteyes#homicidalporkchops#Telamon
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Love all the way Through Pt. 5



Lewis Hamilton x fem!reader
Summary: You have always been a big fan of f1, especially Ferrari. Your friend Charles always invites you to races, until one day you meet someone particularly special.
Second Person POV
Warning: swearing, age gap (around 10- 15 years)
Notes: requests are open!
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You were on Lewis' plane with him, Charles, and somehow Lando invited himself to. You were all sitting at a table, the sky was dark, nobody was asleep.
You're half way across the Atlantic as the guys the were playing rummy. You watched from the corner next to Charles, secretly helping him.
"Oh my God!" Lando whines, dropping his cards on the table after Lewis wins another round. "You are ridiculous!"
"It's called having skill." Charles said, grabbing the deck and shuffling. He hands it to you.
You roll your eyes. "Please? Your actually good at shuffling." He begs.
You grab the deck and do a series of shuffles before dealing the cards.
"Where did you learn all of that?" Lando asks surprised.
"The casino."
"Is that where all of your money went?" He smirks, taking his cards.
"That's where I won my three million dollar check." You snap.
His eyes widened. "Thr- three million?"
You nod.
"What casino was that?" He mumbles.
"Seminole Hard Rock Casino."
"So your rich?"
"No."
"So your not rich?"
"No."
"Well which is it?" The guys look at you.
"Medium." You smirk, flipping over the first card.
The guys begin playing their round, you watch carefully until your phone buzzes on the table. You flip it over and open your messages.
21 Sav
Hey sis. Song is supposed to come out tonight but your not here. Want to wait?
Y/n
No it's okay! I'm on the plane ride home, go head and release it. Can I post?
21 Sav
Of course. See u soon?
Y/n
For sure.
Just then you got another notification from Instagram. 21 and J. Cole had already posted. You go on and post yours as well.
Y/n.Y/l/n


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You put your phone down, the guys still playing their round.
"Oh my God, how are you almost out!" Lando says, pointing to Charles, who just laughs.
"Maybe your playing wrong." You shrug.
"Then teach me."
You lean over the table, and he holds his cards out. Jack, Queen, and King of hearts, six, seven, and eight of clubs and a random two.
You roll your eyes slightly. "Pick a card up." He does. "Now, put these six down." You take the two suits and lay them on the table. "Put that in the pile." He lays the two in the pile. "Put that new one on Lewis." He does. And his hands are empty.
He puts his hand in the air. "I did it!"
"Oh my God." Charles wheezes.
"You are terrible." Lewis laughs.
"I'm a winner." Lando smirks.
"With or without help?" You smile, grabbing the deck of cards and shuffling them again.
The four of you spend the rest of your time playing multiple games until the sun starts to peek above the horizon.
"I'm going to need to guys to fasten your seatbelts, please." The flight attendant says, walking by you.
"Like this will save us if we crash." You mumble. Charles laughs next to you. "It's true." You shrug.
You look out the window, seeing a clear blue ocean before seeing the heart of Miami.
"Woww, so cool." Lando says enthused.
"Mate, you've been here before." Lewis says.
"Not on vacation. This is nice." He nods his head up and down. You look out the window to see the plane landing on the ground, slowly coming to a stop.
Charles was first to stand, grabbing Leo and his bag tightly. You, Lewis, and Lando got up after him, grabbing your stuff and exiting the plane.
You walk onto airport grounds, a security person leading you out front.
"Woww, this is nice." Lando beamed, looking around as he walked.
"Again, you have been here." Charles said, walking next to you.
"Oh bug off."
You follow to security out front, seeing your car parked in the pick-up lane. He turns around and hands you your keys.
"Thanks." You smile. He nods his head and walks away. You open the trunk and plop your bag in, the others following.
You start up the car and get in.
"Alright." Charles buckles himself in. "Please do not crash."
"I don't crash!"
"You need anger management classes." He scoffs. You slowly turn to look at him.
"One more fucking word from you and I'll steal your precious little dog away." You say lowly. Charles clothes Leo tighter to his chest.
"I- I meant like... like- you need sleep. We didn't sleep. So you probably need sleep." He stutters.
You hear Lando and Lewis laughing as you drive on to the highway. "Oh my God." Lando laughs.
You start driving downtown, speeding up to pass people.
"Oh my God." Charles mutters.
"You should become an F1 driver." Lando smirks.
"Yep- let's not give her any ideas, please!" Charles says nervously.
You roll your eyes, stopping at a red light. Someone in the lane on the opposite side of the intersection ran a red, almost crashing into another person. "God, Americans are so stupid." You say.
"Aren't you?" Lewis asks.
"I live here. That's it."
"So what are you?" Lando asks.
You exhale a laugh. "You want the full list?"
"Why not."
"Italian, Puerto Rican, French, Irish, Dutch, American. And about 50 fucking more."
"So like... everything?"
"Everything. You want to experience Italian get togethers? You better bring some Advil because at the end of the night, your head will be pounding, and you haven't even had any drinks yet." You pause as Charles chuckles. "You don't want to get yelled at for something you didn't do? You better beat your cousin to go tattle-tale first 'cause... you'll get a nice... brutal Puerto Rican yelling from your uncle." You giggle.
"Your family sounds... nice?" Lewis said.
"Super. Oh... and if you want stupid girls who you don't even know from down the block? Blame uncle sleeps around for that." Charles added on.
"Dude, you still remember that?" You ask.
"Of course I do."
"What happened?" Lando leans in.
"My uncle invited some random girl over, and she caught me talking to him, and she thought he was cheating on her. And... yeah..." You trail.
"She got into a fight." Charles said.
"Oh?"
"Why?"
"What happened?" Lando added.
"Well, first of all..." You stop at another light, putting a slight hand up from the wheel. "She was nineteen."
"So?"
"He's 45."
"Ew." Lando says slowly.
"Yeah."
You start speeding up down the road, eventually pulling up to your apartments building.
"The heart of Miami." Lewis said.
"Yeah... Lando and Charles, will I be dropping you off at the beach later?" You smirk.
"No!"
"Yes!" They say in unison.
"Well, of course Lando wouldn't mind." Charles said, getting out of the car.
The rest of you followed, going around to get your bags out. "Of course! I love the beach!"
"A nude beach?" You ask.
He stays silent... looking at you. "Well, yeah."
"Even with all of the old people there?"
"No."
"Dude, just go to the club to find a girlfriend." Lewis chuckles.
"Or actually go on a date since 'you want 'a girl that will last long.'" You quote.
You close the trunk of your car, locking it before walking into the lobby of your building.
"Ms. Y/l/n! Welcome back." Amy, the receptionist, says happily from the counter.
"Hi, thank you." You smile, walking up to her.
"Here you are." She smiles, handing you your keys.
You pick them up from her hand. "Thank you." You smile and walk back to the others.
"You just know everybody don't you?" Lando asks.
"I live here."
"Oh my mistake, Ms. Y/l/n." He says as you walk away to the elevators.
You turn around before pressing the button. "I will drop you off at a hotel."
"Okay."
"In the hood."
"Okay."
"At night."
"Okay."
"With roaches crawling around and prostitutes banging for money."
"Oh... no thank you."
You turn around, hitting the button for the elevators. The doors open quickly, and you all step in. You hit the thirty-eighth floor, and the elevator rises up slowly.
"Do you even know what the hood is?" Charles asked Lando, who shook his head silently.
Charles looks over at you. "Basically... if you're in the south or west side... expect shootings and stabbings. The north side is alright... if you know how to act."
Lando's eyes widen. "Welcome to America." You smile.
"It's actually not that bad." Charles says.
"Yeah, because you've been here before." Lando says.
The elevator slowly comes to a stop before opening. You step out of it, going to the door a few feet in front of you.
You unlock the door, opening it up and stepping slightly inside the quiet home. "This is nice!" Lando says, dropping his bag by the door and walking in more.
"Dude, take your shoes off." Charles laughs.
"Oh, right!"
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Lando's POV:
Her house was pretty big. The foyer had high ceilings when you walked in, and a coat closet was off the right. When you walk in more, to the right is the living room, a wall mounted TV with a slight curve to it. A small entertainment center underneath with speakers on the sides.
A plush white, three seater couch with two arm chairs on the side facing to each other over the light grey and black rug. Past the living room, in the far right corner from the door, was a small dining area, a slick black round table with four black chairs around it.
In the left far corner, across from the dining table, was a nice walk through kitchen, but it was slightly hidden because of a wall.
I took my shoes off and walked through, going to the space I couldn't see.
"Already exploring." Y/n mumbled to the group.
I walked into the kitchen, and to the left and right of the far enterance near a hallway were sleek, white marble counters with black cabinets and cupboards. to the right when you turn is the fridge, stove, and sink, all evenly places away from each other. The fridge is the last thing you see before you see the dining table. Three lights hung evenly apart from the ceiling. When I walk out the other side, I'm met with the dining table. To the left of the rable is a sliding glass door, and to the right is the living room.
"Wrap around kitchen... nice." I comment aloud.
"Lando, let's go." Charles calls out.
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God, I missed being tagged for these chain "get to know OP" things, thank you so much /gen
What's the origin of your blog title? I used to be herlocksholmes1888, but that's the same @ I chose for the website I shoved my portfolio in, so I decided to change it. I don't care if Tumblr mutuals find out who I am, but I do care a lot if HR figures out my Tumblr. The reason why I chose that URL was because of my lifelong obsession with Sherlock Holmes (and recent discovery of Arsène Lupin). Even the number, 1888, is the year Dr. Watson married Mary Morstan.
Nowadays, I use a more obvious one. I'm multifandom and I change the fandom I'm focusing on every 2 years or so.
OTP(s) shipname(s) I'm not sure how the fandom calls the Lupin/Jigen/Fujiko/Goemon/Zenigata orgy, I think it's Polygang?? But I'm particularly obsessed with the dynamics between Lupin and Fujiko, Lupin and Jigen, Lupin with Zenigata, Fujiko and Goemon, and Fujiko with Zenigata. Yeah, I'm not that big into shipping Goemon with all of them, but I do think he'd be invited to the expensive dates and the freaky sex
I like 'Johnlock', but not romantically. I see their relationship through an aroace lens, where these two men are in the world's most wholesome (and sometimes unhinged) QPR. I understand the appeal though! I really like seeing Bert Coules' adaptation as an unrequitted love situation, where Holmes is in love with Watson, but Watson only loves him platonically. But lore accurate wise, I think they're two men who are really close with one another but have never developed any romantic or sexual feelings
There's also Patrochilles but, again, it's rather unconventional. I know most people that ship them do so because of The Song of Achilles, but I got into it reading the Iliad. There's something so fucked up about the codependency of it all, the potential for ALMOST toxic yaoi given how Patroclus talks about Achilles when he sees everyone around him dying - and how Achilles doesn't change his mind despite hearing his pleas
I have some others that are more obscure (Jane Goodhart and Krystian Varcolak) or that I don't think that deeply about (Bluestar and Yellowfang), but I think the ones I previously mentioned are the most impactful in my day to day
Favourite color I'm all for anything between red, purple and blue. Not green, not a huge fan of green
Song stuck in your head ALL WE HEAR IS RADIO GAGA RADIO GOO GOO 🗣📢
Weirdest habit/trait I don't know?? The only habit I have that is uncommon is that, when I write either original stories or fanfiction, I tend to first do a test drive of how the dialogue feels. I'll stay really quiet and imagine what I would do if I were saying the things I'm imagining if I had the character's baggage with me. Sometimes I find myself almost crying when the dialogue is depressing - when that happens, I consider the sad dialogue is good enough to be written! Weirdly enough, I never laugh out loud when I imagine funny dialogue, I mostly treat it as "would Terry Pratchett not hate this"
Hobbies Reading, writing, gaming, language learning, zumba. I recently rediscovered my love for sudoku
If you work, what's your profession? I'm a process automation intern. What that means is that my company expects me not to replace their employees' jobs, but make it less manual. For example, I'm currently working on a finances automation which is supposed to be triggered every time the finance woman sends a message to a bot; then, it is supposed to get all of the data from the hollerith, figure out how much of the money each employee earned the previous month is due to which projects he worked on, figure out if the math between the money they're supposed to get and the spreadsheet that makes said calculations is correct, and then send all of the results to an application responsible for managing each payroll. If the results don't match, it's supposed to send an email to the admins saying which employees had an error. It's my first solo project - and that's only a PART of it - but I think it explains what I'm paid to do
If you could have any job you wish, what would it be? I'd love to be a literature expert, paired up with a writer. I like my internship, don't get me wrong, I love computers, but literature is where my heart truly lies
Something you're good at Languages, I think. I'm almost fluent in French, I can feel myself getting closer and closer, but those DAMN VERBS. I even know slang! I speak slang!! Come on!!!!!
Something you hate My mother's horrible financial planning, it drives me up the walls because I still live with her
Something you collect I have a small Littlest Pet Shop collection from when I was a child, and I've gotten in contact with collectors that run a secondhand LPS store. I've gotten around 10 new ones that I've never seen before, including two variations of one I've always wanted as a child (I finally have you, Sugar Sprinkles, I have two versions of you!)
Something you forget You see, if I forget it, that means I won't remember it Jokes aside, I often forget to bring the man who sells me eggs the cardboard he sells them in. He likes reusing it if it's clean, and I go through the trouble of storing it - only to forget to bring it to him
What's your love language I don't believe in this stuff. If I had to choose, it'd be either Quality Time or Gift Giving? But I still don't believe in this stuff, it's like allossexual horoscope
Favourite movie/show It changes depending on what I watched last, to be honest lmao. I'd say a movie that I watched many times, and will still watch whenever I have the opportunity, is Auto da Compadecida. It's a Brazilian movie based on a bunch of works of one of our most proeminent modern playwriters, Ariano Suassuna, and it tells about the last days and many scams of João Grilo and his partner in crime, Chicó, as they try to survive another day in the humble city of Taperuá. The movie has a lot of social awareness, as it throws jabs at the corruption at the Catholic Church (while also being a very Catholic story! Black Jesus Christ is one of the best characters in this!

I pity the gringos who will never know black Jesus Christ), Coronelismo (a form of coercion many colonels had of ensuring their polititians would be the ones in power, it happened in Brazil many decades ago), etc etc. IT'S REALLY GOOD!!!! DON'T LISTEN TO LETTERBOX AND THE PEOPLE WHO DON'T HAVE THE HISTORICAL CONTEXT TO UNDERSTAND THIS MASTERPIECE!!!!!!!!!!!!
Favourite food I love eating rice and beans every lunch, like a good Brazilian girl, but it's the PROTEIN that is my favorite part: whenever I have the money, I love buying some cubes of meat, olives and red bellpeppers. It may sound simple, but it's rather expensive - yet it feels like dining with the gods 🙏🏼
Favourite animal Please look at this thing

"ohhhh but they eat their prey alive, siblings might kill each other for resources, they're weird looking" FUCK you dude, if you had to compete to survive with lions and leopards, you too would eat your prey alive to ensure you won't starve. These dog looking, yet not dog related creatures have social circles just like we do and may even use them to climb the social ladder. Did you know a Mama Hyena is one of the most dedicated mothers in the animal kingdom? FUCK you dude.
What were you like as a child? VERY confrontational, I once hit a boy that was threatening to punch me with wood. On the head. I also kicked a girl once. But those were exceptions, I followed orders easily so if anyone told me not to do that, I wouldn't. I remember really liking educational games too. Mundo da Criança, I miss you so much
Favourite subject at school HISTORY, HISTORY I LOVE YOU SO MUCH HISTORY, I want my teacher to know I still obsesses over it even now
Least favourite subject at school Physics. God, I hate it. I only like it when it talks about electronics, that's cool as shit
What's your best character trait? I'm empathetic, I'd say. Even when people hurt me, I understand that they are not irredeemable. It's hard to pick up the pieces, but I understand my parents have gone through a lot this last year and that they never meant for me to be in the middle of the tornado. I just won't ever forgive them, but I am capable of understanding. And I think that's really useful because there's some peace in knowing that humans don't usually suck, you know?
What's your worst character trait? I'm so insecure I need to watch myself not to get jealous of people who are better than me at a certain area, or not to completely give up just because I'm not as good as them yet. It's hard man, lmao
If you could change any detail about your life right now, what would it be? I think I wouldn't have gotten a purebred dog. I love him, but his genetic predisposition is starting to show now that he's 17 and I think he shouldn't have to suffer this much just because some dudes spent decades inbreeding his ancestors. I'm doing what I can with the little that I can give him, though
@alexeizzo you're the only person I remember the @, I am SO sorry but it's your turn now
Get to know your mutuals!
Got tagged by @wishfulsketching! Let's do this~
What's the origin of your blog title?
I honestly can't remember but it's been the one that has stuck with me the longest.
OTP(s)+ shipnames(s):
Zaundads and Jayvik (Arcane), Hartwin (Kingsman), BayoJean (Bayonetta), Hankcon (Detroit: Become Human), Cherik (any rendition of Xmen foreverrrrr)
I was trying to remember which were my oldest and it's a toss up between Zelgadis/Amelia (The Slayers) and Xena/Gabrielle (Xena: Warrior Princess)
Favourite color:
I'm an all shades of purple kinda gal but I do love me a teal from time to time.
Song stuck in your head:
This one specific rendition of Malagueña Salerosa
Weirdest habit/trait:
i fucking love eating freezer ice
Hobbies:
the usual reading, gaming, cross stitching, writing, drawing i used to do archery and i miss it so much...
If you work, what's your profession?
my family and I run a bakery/cake shop (I did the math the other day and I make 24 cheesecakes a week)
If you could have any job you wish, what would it be?
I'd like to think there's an AU version of me out there that's a published author. That or a funeral director cuz funerals here in Spain fucking suck.
Something you're good at:
My mother often said I'm a good problem solver so I'll go with that.
Something you hate:
'proship DNI' culture
people who yuck people for their yum in general
The commodification and girlbossing of Persephone's myth.
No wind in the air. No even a breeze.
Something you collect:
I'm quite fond of the collection of NMBC Sally merch I've acquired throughout the years.
Something you forget:
to call my dad
What's your love language:
i'll throw hands in a parking lot
Favourite movie/show:
Movies: Rocky Horror Picture Show, Who Framed Roger Rabbit, Kingsman, Into the Spiderverse, Death Becomes Her, Blazing Saddles, Millennium Actress
TV: The Venture Bros, (Go Team Venture ✌️😭) Interview with the Vampire, Haunting of Hill House, Arcane, Twin Peaks, Puella Magi Madoka Magica
Favourite food:
I could eat ramen forever.
Favourite animal:
octopi and bears reign supreme!!!
What were you like as a child:
"She's so good! She barely makes a sound!" was something I heard a lot growing up. I was fiercely shy but liked that people found me funny so I leaned heavily on wanting to make people laugh. I enjoyed my own company and my imaginary friend was Basil of Baker Street.
Favourite subject at school:
English lit. I remember when it finally clicked and how much I enjoyed picking apart the themes and symbolism.
Least favourite subject:
German. My teacher said that since I was already bilingual i was just too lazy to learn another language.
What's your best character trait?
I do like making people laugh
What's your worst character trait?
how i express my anger
If you could change any detail of your life right now, what would it be?
I really wish my grandfather was still around.
ALRIGHT! time to tag!
@glitteryrainbows @ballowvalence @poltergeist-punk @artknifeandglue @silcobrainrot
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WHY IS PHP SO COMPLICATED
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my pieces for @strawberrij's thespius fashion zine!! quite the endeavour and adventure that turned out pretty neat i think :]
special thanks go to @ratchetclankarecute for posing/cloth references + the bulk of the image descriptions! that first image would Not have happened without them <3
#great god grove#ggg thespius green#thespius fashionista zine#moon draws things#also everyone cheer and clap and say thank you to @actingwithportals and @vivifrage for significant help wrangling clothing folds#@publiccmenace for some tweaks and colouring advice#and @ayaheart77 for further colour advice + helping get these backgrounds sorted at All#literally that first page wouldnt have made it past the sketch cleanup stage if it weren't for the crew pitching in#shoutout to that entire server honestly. youve heard of twitch plays xyz‚ get ready for: discord plays zine entry#couldnt have done it without yall <3#also massive massive shoutout to tumblr blog omgthatdress whose extensive library of fashion this project--#--literally Could Not Have Happened Without#anyhow HI. BEEN A MORBILLION YEARS AND MAYBE IT'LL BE A MORBILLION MORE. WANTED TO PLAY TOYS THOUGH SO HERE I AM [FOR NOW]#THESE WERE SUCH A STRUGGLE TO POST AND FOR WHAT.#had to link them from my personal website just so tumblr would accept them. good lird#this was a whole entire adventure and Quite the challenge in many ways. quite proud of the effort that went into it all though :]#came away having learned a lot too!!#would 100% do this again [just. hold the sketti sauce (technical difficulties that cost me 10 days or so and made the whole thing--#--a slight scramble) next time]#be sure to go have a look at the zine whenever it drops to see these in full res!!! and see everyone else's work too!!!#everyone's been doing such a lovely wonderful job and it's absolutely incredible to see#anyway. sighs wistfully. i may be aroace but damn if this silly guy doesnt have me a rather goofy amount of in love in a shrimp sort of way#like YEAH i too am in love with love and have a passion for passion bestie!!! i never stood a chance. it was over before it even started.#peace and love and plants on planet grove#and also @strawberrij!!!! i hope you know that how you draw this guy like fundamentally changed how i draw him too#right in the middle of working on this and everything. saw your one impossible greens post‚ got hit with levels of serotonin i didn't--#--even know i was capable of‚ felt a switch flip in my brain‚ and HARD pivoted into borrowing some of how you draw this guy#it's literally peak and i hope you're proud of yourself [completely genuine]#unsure why it's not letting me ping you directly also but alas. may whatever curse that took your messages and asks be lifted soon cuz--#--Good Lird‚ man
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theres something in me that wants to write the exact same au shifted slightly to the left 48269484 billion times
#i don’t post much abt how much i love tIou cause i don’t like a lot of the fandom (lots of x readers… which is 100% fine and tbh i highly-#encourage it if it makes those people happy it’s just not my style… also a lot of ppl are Weird abt certain things… and also it just has -#the curse of Any popular media having a specific kind of fandom WHICH IS FINE!! but not my style….)#and i also have a really weird fear that i will be lambasted for liking it? but#GOD I RLLY LIKE IT UNFORCH… yes i think some things could’ve been handled better yes i have gripes about both the game and the show adapta-#tion…. BUT I RLLY LIKE IT A LOT I FEAR…. it’s just pandered 2 me in a really evil way (some1 born in the south who grew up near-#wyoming + jackson hole alllll the time because the guy who raised me always brought me 2 yellowstone….. road trips r my one true love in-#this life… also i am unforch. the easiest person to Get with the dadification trope 4 obvious reasons…)#and handled some very specific topics esp in the first game/season that hit really close 2 home 4 me.#AND SO i keep thinking abt making another pd tlou au that follows the first game/season almost exactly with maybe a few tiny changes#ie only the ones i’d make to the og story itself… bizly announcing the upcoming tIou video really did a number on me#i really wanna write that too even if i never post it because i could literally Hear mark and dakota thru out some parts of the game when i#rewatched a play through and also as dear as hamartia is 2 me it has the curse of any project i work on long term which is i have Improved-#and also was struggling a lot w quality vs on-time posts and so i’m wildly insecure abt it…#so i think it’d be cool to re explore the au with what ive learned from the last year of working on hamartia…#but. i also feel weirdly evil bc someone else has already posted 2-3 oneshots of a tIou au with rlly similar character placements…#and while i havent read them + didn’t get the idea from them i still feel super paranoid that ppl would think im copying … idk#something something Holy Shit ! Two Cakes
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D.Nd: Poisoned text walkthroughs
hello meronia community. if any of you would like text walkthroughs for all endings in D.Nd: Poisoned (the MelloNear visual novel by Akane), you can find them here :3 (with tickable checkboxes for each step! and an ugly but serviceable PDF you can easily print if so inclined)
#death note#mellonear#meronia#i have zero clue if there is a tag for the game itself#dnd poisoned#i guess??? lmk if there's an Official One or somesuch. thank you#saltposting#ROURGH!!! this was. it took us like half a year but we DID IT.#now maybe we can finally actually replay the game instead of getting mad that we keep getting the same ending ahsgfhjf#gotta say learning how to do checkboxes in HTML was so worth it though. playing w/ this is gonna be such a smooth experience#compared to how we played like 13-14 years ago by having a text file with the steps open in another window & alt tabbing back and forth...#also i don't know who made the text walkthrough we had saved on our computer back in the day#i'm pretty sure it wasn't us (but it HAS added notes from us. i know they're from us because they're in french fghhk)#but anyway you have my eternal gratitude it REALLY helped#and NeneHates on youtube who made an entire playlist of walkthroughs for the full game??? awesome thank you.#helpful to double check some things!!!#aaaa project COMPLETE god that feels so nice. MONTHS of work. anyway. now maybe i will go write my empires#or fuck around in Skyrim i dont know yet. we'll see!! the world is my oyster
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My most male trait is the "ye I can do that" attitude abt stuff I have no means of actually knowing whether I can do
#the overconfident megalomania is very hench ya know#my ''''male'''' gender ID is defined like 90% through the attitude and 10% through the physically male-aligned dysphoria#trans#nonbinary#transmasc#'ye I can make a fully functionning custom vtuber in like a month sometime *to learn unreal* (me who barely knows how to navigate#3D software and hasn't rendered or 3D animated anything in years let alone rigged anything ever).#if doig and india can make a custom vtuber set-up in a games engine why shouldn't I be able to do it? I too am a trained 2D animator!#(they've only been working on theirs for god knows how long and there's two of them)'#LOOK I know enough games & 3D ppl to ask any questions I might have#I *have* doigswift's content as a reference re vtube specific workflows that might be useful that I can look up#I know it's possible to do#I know it's learnable skills#I learnt blender in 2 weeks for my so-far-limited purposes a few years ago#it'd be a limited amount of modelling and rigging to do which will be a great project to learn that stuff through#and making it a vtuber that can be run through unreal will work great to add to my virtual production & mocap training#and I'll get a cute vtuber out of it#I THINK IT'S DOABLE#oh oh! also I've learnt C++ before which unreal runs on and I am learning more coding as we speak anyway so that might come in handy too!
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I neeeeeeeeeeeeed to get more familiar with digital art interfaces but then you're just
but what if. we fucking inked it instead 👀👀👀 don't you want 👀👀👀 to do extremely intricate crunchy lineart 👀👀👀👀 dont you just want to fucking ink it 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀
and like yeah. yeah I do want to fucking ink it.
#I dont know why we like inking so much its so fucking unforgiving and I have very shaky hands#but I think that makes it look more fun#anyways Im doing art again after not doing art for like. several months#because I think we're finally losing it#but I NEEEEEEEEEEEEED TO FUCKING WORK ON COLOR THEORY AND SHIIIIITTTT#my portfolio's gonna suck ass if I cant get back into doing digital art#and god I havent touched blender in like what. seven years#dont even remember how to use it#but its fine#like yesssssssss I traditional art has my heart and soul but Im trying to get more into animationnn and#most of that is done digitally now#likeee yesssss usually my traditional illustrations are what im making money off of right now#but we've put off actually learning digital for so longggg and I need to focus on that again#but not right now. like whatever gets me motivated to draw at all right now is what im gonna do.#i miss artttt I miss my fun little fandom projectsss hhhhhhhhhhhghghjgjhgkjhgkjg#ive had very little time for personal or fun art and writing projects for like. all year now#and I think its like half the reason im so exhausted and bored all the time#i miss arttt I miss herrrrrrrr I hateeee burnout and being busy and exhausteddddddddddd grgggrgrgrgrgharhhakjdggggggg#on my final fucking nerve istg. gonna crash out if I cant make like seven paintings in the next week.#raven rambles
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Oh yeah yesterday I went to my C programming professor's office hours to ask about what's being covered in class tomorrow. Since I can't go bc of my PT appointment overlapping with it & I'm apparently the kind of student that cares about attending every single class now.
While I was there, I ended up chatting with him about a few things, including my current standing in the class. He asked what I got on the midterm exam, & I answered it was an 87, and he told me I was one of the top 5 or 6 scores in the Whole Class (this being a like. Maybe 70 or so person class). Top score was a 92 or 93 (idr lol) & the class average was a 72. Apparently there were a few of us in the upper 80s/lower 90s, but most people got 70s or lower. And once he does the curve on the exam, he said I'd probably end up with a 97 or so on the exam. So yay!!!
And then he told me how he's noticed how I come to class every day and am really active with taking notes and answering questions. Bc I also sit up front all the time lmao. Hadn't even realized how much of a damned teacher's pet I've been being, but I've been Trying to be a good student this year. But he said I was the type of student that if I got an 88% or smth in the class, he'd likely bump me up to a 90% so I'd get an A lol. But he also said so long as I keep up with how I have been, I could possibly get a 100% in the class by the end (bc I've been there for all the extra credit questions in class and whatever).
And just. I went there bc I wanted to make sure I didn't miss anything important in class on Wednesday, and I ended up having my ego stroked for Real. Felt good to have my efforts be recognized.
#speculation nation#now if only i could care that much for my web coding class. but oh well im still keeping up even if its a reluctant shamble much of the time#other stuff we talked about was how im graduating this semester & how i plan to stay in indiana to work#bc i have family here & i like the relatively low cost of living. & im not particularly ambitious.#just wanna make enough money to live comfortably. dont need anything fancy beyond that.#& he talked about how that's a good outlook in life. how he's known ppl who went to fuckin silicon valley or whatever#with high paying jobs. but the cost of living is so high that theyre effectively not making much more money than here#he said smth about like. a $70k salary has just as much strength here than a $120k salary there. smth around those#& he praised me on how i seem genuine and hard-working. so he thinks im gonna do just fine in the industry 🥺🥺🥺#i kinda wanted to keep chatting with him but i had to go to bowling class lol. ended up late to it even#bc i checked my phone for the time while chatting and went Oh Fuck bc it wss 1 min after the class started hfkshfks had to rush off then#but yeah makes me feel very nice about that class. i think it rly is my favorite class this semester.#web programming is pretty rewarding and im glad im taking it. but i was basically a complete newbie in html css and javascript#so ive spent quite a lot of time wanting to tear out my fucking HAIR over these labs. b4 it clicks and im like Haha yayy :3#i like C programming bc it's just so much more logical and regimented. it IS the language that got me to give up my engineering degree#since i was thinking about computer engineering. took my first coding class freshman year. and went 'i love this. i want to do CS now'#didnt do that obviously. but im happy where ive ended up. i wouldnt wanna be a programmer lol#and then my quality engineering in IT class. it's certainly engaging. it's the class i constantly have presentations in tho#had Another one this morning. blah! good to keep in practice but i still dont rly enjoy public speaking lmao#probably the most work intensive of my classes. interesting but Blegh#C programming i just keep up with the labs and do the exams and it's wonderful... so logical and comforting...#oh yeah web programming i also have a few presentations. also gotta fucking. code my project pages by next week 😭😭😭#i think it's just the html and css? no javascript yet. thank god. javascript is by far the hardest to learn#but css is so finicky too!!!! ive been struggling with trying to move these fucking input boxes around#i wanna have them on the right!! but they wont go there!!! gotta poke at it more. at least i managed to finish building the form.#still have to finish the lab tho. that was due 2 days ago. lol. also have another one due sunday. AND the project pages. gah!!!#they havent even graded the wireframes yet. i wanted their feedback b4 proceeding to coding >:( oh well#anyways yeah..im keeping busy lol
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i fear i may be prepared to at least take a crack at a new weaving project. however. this means Warping, which is a bit of an ordeal, particularly with my haphazard set up. so like. pray for me lmao
for anyone curious (and because i like to ramble), i'm gonna try another tea towel with some 8/2 cotton. this is much much finer than my previous too projects and i'm going to try and do some colour stuff with it too. i'm Not going to try and do multiple towels on one warp purely because. i don't think i could warp long enough make that happen. but i'm Excited
#.txt#hand weaving#listen- i craft in my Room. and by god. i will make it Fit#but do u know how awkward it is to try and warp any respectable length in one's bedroom?#i don't even have a table. i have a computer desk and a foldable work bench and Assorted Shelves.#we make it work but man it is not pretty.#anyway you may be wondering why i was so wound up about this#bc it turns out colour work is pretty simple#and the answer to that is just that i got really bent out of shape about double weaving and patterns#and trying to figure out if i could do multi shaft weaving on my knitters loom#which it seems the answer to is Yes but it's Complicated#long story short. i overcomplicated baby's third weaving project to hell and back.#as i am Want To Do.#even now. even as i quite this. i am STILL considering double weave.#so as you can tell. i have learned nothing
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Can't wait for the semester to finally end so I can stay home and get all my haikyuu fanart ideas out of my system
#thank god theres only 2 more weeks and then i get a whole month off#and even better. im leaving my job in april#i have 3 hq projects at the moment#each more complex than the previous#i also have this idea to make one piece tarot cards#and im working on learning how to make portraits#and the rote game that i really want to continue at some point
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first item for lite gonst cosplay has been purchased lets gooo
#used real leather item that's probably going to be too big for me#but i think it's a differeng material on the back panels so i could adjust it#not that i've ever worked with real leather before 😭😭#going to have to learn some new things#it's going to get embroidered hopefully !! if i manage to do all that before the show#whilst also trying to do my uni project#rip#next thing is to find gold/bronze embroidery thread hehe#trip to hobbycraft or fabricland is on the horizon#if this thing fits me obviously#the only choice in my size would be faux leather which would be morally ok if it's second hand but#i don't want to be seen by papa in faux leather 😭😭😭 god forbid#jk it's fine i'm just picky#praying to the depop gods pls bless me with a used leather [redacted item] at a reasonable price uk size 6 plsss#OR i could add a strap and buckle situation round the back??? it's not accurate but would look better 👀#youtube search leather work for beginners crash course master in 3 months#😬😬😬
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simon peter is the funniest apostle to work with because in theory he's the most loyal, most by-the-book of the apostles so you'd expect him to be the most logical and collected one but 80% of his concerns (pre crucifixion then everything went downhill and they all died) are that he has a crush on every person he encounters
#🧅#im not religious just insane.jpg#true poly disaster. funniest shit ever.#cause yknow simon p's a fisherman he's married he's a very poster family man#and he loves his wife he really does. im not gonna make the only guy who's married fucking Hate his wife and want to like. go have gay sex#instead cause mlm good mlw bad. but he does have his. Issues. concerning how he views women#he's gonna work on that though i'm not leaving him like that don't worry. peter already knew the torah by heart probably for peter turning#to god meant learning how to respect women. and yknow people he considered 'ungodly' in general. to respect humanity as he respects god.#tee hee i love this arc. i love all of them but i dont ever rlly talk abt this one.#but anyways yes he does love his wife.#then some strange guy shows up while he's fishing and he's like follow me son of jonah i will make you a Fisher Of Men. and peter's like#TEE HEE OKAY JESUS i will come fish men with you.#which......okay....simon....... interesting that u wanted to do that..... with zero context....#and then cue weird thing with magdalene. which. they don't end up together by Any Means.#they hate each other. they have not spoken in a civil manner once. but they do have a weird bond between them than only aromantic people#can understand.#WHICH BTW i already knew there's a thin line between polyamory and aromanticism. but it really showed when while trying to#explore how peter experiences polyromanticism i found myself projecting a lot of my own aromanticism on him#(is polyromantic a correct term? i'm not sure these terms really confuse me especially considering the time period cause like. polyamorous#describes a relationship with multiple people which peter obviously wasn't in in 30 AD. but he Did have romantic feelings for multiple#people so is that polyromanticism? or is that a completely different term? idk. bare with me.)#very interesting. anyways yeah there's that. magdalene is aro also to me. so yeah this is one of the most fun dymanics i have in this lore#cause like. polyromantic person and aromantic person somehow having the same mutual not platonic not romantic but a secret third thing#connection with each other. i love thinking about them
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Beasties of Greenhollow soundtrack! Some tracks on this are from older projects like elphame but all of them have been reworked in some way. Most of them are entirely new. Enjoy!
#soundtrack#music#indiegamedev#Youtube#beasties of greenhollow#indiegame#chiptune#elphame#hey again gang. Another scream into the void#Things have been getting more interesting tbh#I'm starting therapy again. I have learned from this that my anxiety is in the very very high end.#And I guess the only thing that surprises me about that is that it's an abnormally high amount vs the average.#I've had more intrusive thoughts this week than in a long time. (I almost said ever but that was 2021 where they woke me up...)#It's mostly about my mistakes and ppl I've scared out of being in my life because of the actions based on my anxieties.#Like “if i could go back in time I could fix it”... girl you'd be going back in time like 100 times. At that point it's not fair lmao#I think I shouldn't talk about who I'm dating here anymore. Friends told me to stop seeing so many new people and I took that advice.#I'm exercising incredibly frequently; obsessively so. It really doesn't change much in my anxiety. I walk for like 3 hours a day.#My friend group is... difficult. One of us had a falling out with another and the dynamic is just so awkward for me now.#it just seems like everyone else has moved past it though but I still miss him. I don't think this can be reversed#we used to talk on my stream and play digimon cards n jackbox and d&d... But now they're only interested in d&d which I don't love#For god's sake I've published a game and moved to a nice new place. why aren't I happy hahahaha#work is no longer enjoyable since BoG was publised. our new project is in an iffy category but it's not my place to argue#I want to write music and animate but I have to do my hours for this new project before I can do anything like that...#I ended up siding with my current boss in that ethical dilemma I posted about and rn idk if that was the right decision.#Okay what can i talk about that's good? We moved to a nice place. I'm celebrating BoG's release with family tomorrow.#Graeme's playing Iconoclasts- one of my favourite games! He's also returning to work soon so it'll be less awkward to have a lady over#Thinking about good stuff going on just draws the mind to holidays I've had before. I treasure my memories!#Okay so I've complained for a long long time bc life doesn't feel great rn. But rest assured I already know this is 90% my fault hahaha#Oh another good thing that happened!!! My elestrals card was printed and ppl are really happy with it. I have a card in a real card game!!!#don't tell anyone but there's another one on the way. Anyway that will do for now. I'm sorry about my... self.
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