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[dailyenglishvoca]

Today's song is MEDUSA BY l_ehven and OOyster (O_O) featuring the Synthesizer V voicebanks Solaria, Stardust Infinity, and Kasane Teto

Content warning: flashing lights and images

[strawb3rry-hon3y]

cliché but opposites attract with yeon sieun? can be a headcanon or a scenario !! whatever you want 🫶🏼 tysm

Impulse And Intellect

Pairing: Yeon Si-eun x GN!Reader Requested: Yes

Summary: A headcanon about Si-eun falling for someone who is his complete opposite.

Length: 676 Words Genre: Fluff / Light Angst

Warnings: Fluff, outgoing/impulsive reader behavior. Status: Complete!

♡. Si-eun first noticed you because you were everything he wasn’t. Loud laughter, quick emotions, and a warmth that seemed to follow you wherever you went. He didn’t understand you at first, and it lowkey annoyed him how you could just say whatever you were feeling so easily.

♡. You, on the other hand, found him fascinating. Calm, composed, and almost infuriatingly blank at times. Si-eun was like a puzzle you wanted to figure out.

♡. When you two started hanging out more (mostly because you forced yourself into his space, sitting next to him at lunch, dragging him into random conversations). Si-eun realized you weren’t just reckless, You felt everything deeply. But somehow, that didn’t make you weak; it made you strong in your own way.

♡. You love poking at Si-eun just to get any reaction out of him. Tugging his sleeves, mimicking his serious expressions, leaning way too close when he’s trying to study. Half the time he just blinks at you like "are you done yet?". But sometimes you catch the tiniest smirk before he hides it.

♡. You had no problem dragging Si-eun into chaotic adventures sneaking off-campus for snacks, last-minute study sessions that turned into you ranting about life, and even stupid bets like who could stay quiet longer, which are always his idea. (you lost every time, but he secretly liked when you talked).

♡. Speaking of, Si-eun secretly loves hearing you talk about your day, even when you ramble about random, pointless things. He won’t always respond with full sentences, but he listens so intently it makes your heart hurt a little.

♡. He doesn’t always know how to comfort you when you get upset. If you cry, Si-eun sits there awkwardly for a second before offering his hand or wordlessly pushing a snack and drink toward you. He’s trying, okay?

♡. Si-eun is the type to wordlessly fix your jacket if it’s slipping off, or move you to the inside of the sidewalk without saying anything, and press his hand lightly to your back when he feels you getting overwhelmed. No big gestures. Just quiet, constant care.

♡. He tries not to show it but seeing you upset messes him up more than anything. He’ll stay awake texting you, walking you home, or sitting quietly by your side, anything just to be there. Even if he doesn’t know what to say.

♡. You're the reason he starts carrying extra band aids or mini-med kits easy to carry. Not for himself: but for you. Because you keep scraping your knees, bumping into things, and somehow managing to get minor injuries doing the most ridiculous things.

♡. The first time he calls you "reckless," you grin and say "And you love it." without missing a beat. He looks like he’s about to argue but just sighs and looks away.

♡. Si-eun always pretends he’s not worried about you when you get yourself into stupid situations, but the way he shows up without you calling, and the quiet one or two word lectures he gives you afterward: kind of gives him away.

♡. When you’re feeling restless and impulsive, for example: "Let’s go on a midnight walk!" "Let’s dye our hair!" "Let's prank Baku!" Si-eun sighs.. but 95% of the time, he goes along with it. Quietly, Grumpily, But he’s there. Always.

♡. You once tried to teach him how to take silly selfies. He just stared at the camera like O_O the entire time. You love him for it anyway. (that exact photo became your home screen wallpaper.).

♡. He doesn’t say "I love you" first. Instead, it’s you blurting it out in the middle of a heated moment. Si-eun just blinks at you before replying in a small, quiet voice like it's the most embarrassing thing in the world: "I know. Me too.." Which is honestly more then you expected in that moment.

♡. People wonder how the two of you work so well together. What they don’t realize is that You don’t fix each other. You just make the hard days softer, the lonely days warmer, and life a little more bearable, together.

Taglist: N/A Header’s Creator: @saradika-graphics

[bluebnny]

Relationship headcanons with Law

content: basically, random thoughts on what I would expect law to be like in a relationship, contains fluff with some angst (although the angst may have taken over a bit), hurt/comfort, established relationship, G/N reader x trafalgar law

warnings: none really ig, some unhealthy behaviour, quick mention of childhood trauma

a/n: This is my first time writing O_O so let me know if there are any mistakes, and please feel free to tell me if you like it! It would make my day. Also, I really like angst, and I don't think there's nearly enough toxic law out there, but I still tried not to make this too depressing lol. I hope it's not all over the place, I didn't really have an outline like I usually would, just kind of wrote what came to mind and added a few scenarios in between where I felt it would make sense. Dividers are made by me. Anyway, I really hope you enjoy <3

word count: 1.821

Personally, I think that Law is a bit of a toxic person.

Like not on purpose, he doesn't mean to be distant or even mean, but I think he would have a tendency to hurt you without realizing.

The kind of person who learned to take as much as he can get away with, without ever giving more than he needs to. It's been his survival strategy for a long time, and has helped him not only to survive, but even to find some sort of fucked up sense of happiness during his time with the donquixote family.

As a result, however, it takes him a long time to let people into his life, and even longer until he has deemed them trustworthy. He is very unwilling to talk about his feelings or admit that he is wrong, as he has learned that the only way to survive is to show no weakness.

Being in a relationship with Law proves that he has immense trust in you, but it doesn't mean he will automatically start to work through his trauma.

I think because of that it would take a long time for a relationship to feel "real". Not that it's awkward, but there's this persistent lingering feeling in the back of your mind that he is keeping you at arm's length. It would give you the constant feeling of having done something wrong.

However, if you talk about it, he will completely deny it.

"Law, are you still working?" you yawn, rubbing your eyes as you walk into his office "It's really late, aren't you tired?"

"Go to bed, I’ll be done soon." he doesn't even look up. The dismissal in his tone stings, but against your better judgement - which is currently telling you to give him the silent treatment for 2 days - you step closer to his desk. Your job on the Polar Tang involves paperwork too, so you immediately know when looking down at the form he's filling out that he is not almost done. He clearly just started a new task.

You clear your throat, not wanting to start an argument, but also feeling like you need to stand up for yourself. "Law, it looks to me like you are done for today" you try not to sound accusing, instead landing somewhere between hurt and disappointed "That report is due in a week. Why won't you just come to bed?"

You immediately know you've crossed some sort of line, because he exhales dramatically and scowls at you. "If it's so late, just go to sleep. I don't need you babying me, ok? I feel fine!" His eyebags tell a different story. Still, he firmly focuses his attention is back on his work.

Having completely forgotten about the silent treatment and now restraining yourself from grabbing his hat and throwing it, you make one last attempt at composing yourself. "What I mean is, I haven't seen you all day. I'm tired and I can tell you are too. I'm not trying to be overbearing, but I don't know what else to do when pushing me away like this!"

"I'm not."

"Yes, you are!"

He doesn't respond. Just shoots you an irritated glance. You want him to say something, but you're too tired to keep arguing. Torn between frustration, sadness, and a sudden need to cry, you decide to leave it. Without a word, you turn around and walk off, closing the door forcefully enough to make a point, but not slamming it so hard as to wake anyone else on the ship. You mumble angrily to yourself as you get into bed, trying to calm down enough to still get some sleep before morning, which is only a few hours away.

In his office, Law is muttering something about being "...at the height of my executive function right now..." while also trying not to fall asleep right there at his desk.

Law doesn't even see it as lying. He's not the kind of person to think about feelings, preferring to focus on tangible things that he has more control over. That's why he wouldn't even realize that the way he's acting towards you stems from maladaptive and unhealthy coping mechanisms.

Speaking of control, I actually feel like he wouldn't be that controlling. Not that he's the type of guy to feel at ease when something is completely out of his influence (not even close lol), just that he's not the type to monitor your every move.

Definitely not going to go through your stuff or ask to read your personal messages. If you two have made it as far as dating, it's because he trusts you, so it wouldn't even occur to him to invade your privacy like that.

He will have trouble letting you go off on your own though, like on a mission or in a fight. He is terribly afraid of losing you, but his inability to admit that to even himself would lead you two to argue about it often. Is the type to follow you around to make sure you're not alone or in danger.

Although he has a deep aversion towards working on himself, that doesn't mean he doesn't still love you and want to make you happy. He's not evil, just not the most mentally healthy person in the world (to put it very mildly).

Therefore, you will manage to get him to listen to you every now and then, and maybe even change some of his habits to accommodate you better.

He will set aside some time every day to spend only with you. One day, you will be having lunch together in his office, another day, he will ask you about your day in the evening before falling asleep.

On rare occasions, you might even get him to lie down in bed next to you for an afternoon nap (only for your benefit of course. He is definitely NOT tired from his healthy average of 5 hours of sleep).

He's also more attentive to your feelings and gets better at noticing if you're sad because of something he said, or if you need his reassurance.

"Why would you do that?" you storm into his office, sounding annoyed, but not raising your voice. Law meets your gaze but remains seated at his desk. You seem tired.

"It was dangerous. No point in getting you hurt" he states.

"Oh, but it wasn't too dangerous for you and all the other crew members? Somehow, I am the only one who needed saving?" this time, Law detects the sadness in your voice, and the "tiredness" in your eyes now looks a lot more like redness from crying.

He sighs, trying to think, and opts for a straight forward answer, hoping it will underline the logic behind his actions "Look, it's not that I doubt you, but you...", but trails off when he sees your bottom lip quivering and fresh tears fall from your eyes. His steely gaze softens a bit, and he stands up abruptly.

You, preoccupied with trying to hide your tears, don't notice his change in demeanour. Mistaking the movement for a sign of wanting to continue the argument, you quickly jump to your own defence. "Stop trying to excuse it! You barely ever acknowledge me, and the one time I have a chance to prove mysel-" You are abruptly cut off when he pulls you into a tender hug. At first, you freeze up, not wanting to make this too easy for him, but quickly decide against it when he presses his lips to the top of your head. "Can you at least tell me what I did wrong?" you sniffle into his shirt.

"You did nothing wrong." he feels bad now but tries not to let it get to him. Instead, he tries his best to reassure you "But you barely dodged that one attack, and there was another enemy already sneaking up behind you. I just want you to stay safe." to anyone else, his even tone might have come across as dismissing. But knowing how rarely he explains himself to others, you recognize this as him doing his best to correct the misunderstanding between you.

You're now gripping his shirt tightly, pulling him closer as if you're afraid he will leave if you don't. "So, you're not mad at me?"

"What? No." Slightly confused now, Law is clearly unaware of how cold he can seem sometimes. He assumes that his feelings for you are obvious enough that he doesn't have to keep emphasizing them. It's not his style and makes him uncomfortable. Still, he understands that you need reassurance.

"Don't do that again though. It's my decision if I fight. Not yours." you tell him quietly, trying to sound firm. But the wobbliness in your voice doesn't help. Law stays quiet. Evidently, he doesn't want to make a promise he won't try to stick to, but he also understands that now is not the time to argue back. But you don't care. You're just happy that he accepts that you do have a point, instead of blindly rejecting anything that goes against his instincts like he used to.

Good luck getting him to admit that he can be wrong sometimes though. Although you have gotten a lot closer and more confident in your relationship, fighting with Law is something you do not wish upon your worst enemy.

He can be ruthless, and although he doesn't say anything explicitly mean, knowing that he is generally a very forward and honest person makes his sharp tone and angry expression very hard to bear.

You've quickly learned that the only good way to end a fight with Law is to simply walk away when you've had enough. He might be a bit toxic, but he's not outright abusive and won't follow you to continue the fight. Hurting you is never his goal; it just often happens to be the unfortunate outcome.

Will calm down pretty quickly and start feeling really bad for how he treated you (but of course won't admit that to himself). He does desperately need to lessen the guilt that's eating him alive though, so he will find you and do something sweet for you that he knows will make you feel better. One time it might be your favourite snack and a hug, another time, he will kiss away your tears telling you that he loves you.

It's tough for him if you cry since he never knows what to do, but he will still sit with you in silence until you have calmed down, hugging you tightly with his chin resting on your head and his hands rubbing your back.

It's extremely rare for him to say that he's sorry, though. That is reserved for a time when he has truly fucked up and fears he may have actually pushed you away for good.

[dokidokitsuna]

WILTING ROSE

So it's been a while since I gave an actual update on The Neverfell Projects: Beauty and the Beast. ^^ Highlights:

-I was right; this is gonna be my first hour-long video. Almost an hour and a half, actually. o_o -I'm in what I would call the "final stages" of editing: i.e. just deciding where to put all my screenshots and snarky on-screen comments. The only caveats are: a) I still need background music, and not only have I not composed any yet; I have no idea what I want it to sound like :D b) I've had to take a good look at my placeholder art WIPs as I progress through the video, and the evil boss in my head is already going "yeah, not good enough; redraw all of this" :D :D :D

I mean...I like ^this picture. I had a good feeling about it from the get-go; it came out pretty nice in the end. I can only hope that the others will turn out similarly when finished, so maybe I'll only have to redo days worth of work instead of weeks' worth. Stay tuned!

[mrs-gauche]

I think it's interesting how on the new official cover, the characters and darkspawn are all placed within the outline of the dragon's wings, which is reminiscent of the vinyl artwork with the blighted Black City and how in this one, the heads of the elven pantheon were also "merged" with the wings of the blighted dragon!

And on top of that, as people have already pointed out, the fact that we have seven companions now, matching with the number of elven gods that were imprisoned by Solas, is a little suspicious as well. 👀

Then there's also the seven statues seen at the ritual site in the gameplay showcase and at the end of the reveal trailer. And as we know now, these statues were an essential part of the ritual itself!

And speaking of the ritual, the Game Informer article told us that Solas had planned to "move" the elven gods to a new prison, as the old one was failing. With the concept art(?) that was revealed along with the Game Informer article, we now have three different depictions of Solas' ritual...

(Btw, I will forever be sour that they got rid of the cape! 😂 Also, either Solas went from being right handed to left handed to right handed again OR the concept art image is mirrored, I guess? lol)

What stands out to me is how the concept art shows this huge rocky structure.. object (how would you describe this? 😂) right above this magical "sphere" that is obviously not there in the gameplay showcase (though note that there *are* some floating rocks seen above the statues in the reveal trailer!). And it's interesting how, in the cinematic version, it looks more like the Veil is "shattered", revealing a bright sphere in its center, where it previously showed another sphere right above the Golden City? 👀

And speaking of the Golden/Black City... we also have this sequence at the end of the reveal trailer, showing a massive battle against a horde of darkspawn(?) and a ginormous dragon (that doesn't seem to be the one on the vinyl cover?), in a location that has similar architecture as the Golden City depicted on the vinyl cover, as well as the eclipse in the background of course!

Which is so baffling to me, because I would've assumed that the Black City would be, like, some climactic moment/reveal/endgame stuff, and I doubt they would show something like this if it was in fact part of the final boss battle of the game or something, right?? 😂 Like, why would they spoil the friggin Black City in the reveal trailer? o_O (Then again, they kinda already revealed the look of the Black City on the vinyl cover, too? 😂)

Anyway. 😂 Let us go back to the cover art again, because I've seen a lot of people talk about the shape of the wings in particular!

Like, I've even seen people compare the shape of the wings here to a spider? 😂 To me, it kinda looks more like the wings could also resemble those of a corvid (as in the "rook" bird) that could just as well belong to Rook here with the way this is composed (like, the wings could belong to either Rook or the dragon)?

And in the background, behind the dragon, I can see a hint of the "tambourine"/circle image we've seen since the 2018 teaser.

And maybe it's just my eyes playing tricks on me, but I can also kinda see how the bright light in the background has a similar outline to the Veilguard symbol?

And the shape of the Veilguard symbol looks to me like a mix of a dragon/wolf and a bird's head or simply "V" for Veilguard, on top of resembling ancient statues of Mythal (reminder that Solas has "absorbed" some part of Mythal now and that the Dread Wolf in Tevinter Nights was described to be "the size of a high dragon with shaggy spiked hide")! 👀👀👀

And btw, who else is kinda going a little bit crazy over the fact that Rook's mask/helmet thingy looks an awful lot like Mythal's mask as well???

The funniest thing though, was probably seeing people compare this symbol to the Batman logo?? 😂

Which is especially hilarious to me, given that the last chapter of Tevinter Nights was entirely inspired by an old episode of the animated Batman series from 1992 (specifically, season 1 episode 35) in which Batman does pretty much the same thing as Solas in that chapter. lol There's also the "The Dread Wolf Rises"/"The Dark Knight Rises" and is it just me or has Trick Weekes made a ton of Batman references on Bluesky lately? 😂

Anyway, that's all I've got for now, what do you guys think?? :D

[shuchu]

im not even a kyo stan but like 😳 imagining the trope where childhood friends get seperated for a while and when they reuinte again, person a is shocked at how much person b has changed and now person a is confused and flustered around person b 🥺

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅ different but familiar ₊˚ෆ

character(s): kyo kaneko

note: gn!reader ; fluff ; not proof read!

a/n: oh gosh i haven't written a proper fic in ages... i apologise if this is sloppy ;w; but hey, my first kyo fic o_o despite being a kyomie for a while now lol oops. i actually really enjoyed writing this, it made me feel all soft and warm on the inside hehe. this kinda ended on a cliffhanger, let me know if you guys want a part two!! thank you anon for the idea!! enjoy lovelies ♡

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you were on your way to the coffee shop nearby to get your coffee before heading to work. you take a deep breath of the crisp autumn air as you walk through a carpet of leaves, hearing them crunch beneath your feet. you swing open the door and hear the little jingle of the bell before the delicious smell of freshly baked pastries mixed with the fragrant scent of coffee wafts towards your nose. a faint smile graces your features as you walk towards the counter to order.

"hi what can i get for you today?" the cheerful cashier asks.

"i'll have an oat milk cappuccino with 2 shots of espresso as well as a croissant please." you respond, giving the cashier a friendly smile.

"will that be all?"

"yep! thank you!"

just as you were about to pull out your card to pay, you see someone reach forward to tap their card on the machine. you turn to your left to see who it was. a guy with light blue hair smiles at you and says, "my treat."

as you walked over to the collection counter with him, you were trying to figure out why this guy looked so familiar. did you know him?

and then it hit you...your eyes widened as you looked at him

"kyo?"

he turned towards you with a soft chuckle, "took you long enough."

"oh my gosh...i haven't seen you in..." your voice falters as you try to recall the number of years

"thirteen years." he says as he looks at you with a small smile

"oh wow...it's been that long huh? how've you been? i hope mr. and mrs. kaneko have been well."

"oh yeah i've been busy, got a job that literally takes up all of my time. my parents are doing good though, thank you for asking about them."

"so...what brings you back to our quaint little town?"

"well...my mom and dad wanted to meet some old friends and catch up with them. i've been working tirelessly for months without a break so i decided..."

kyo's voice drifts off, melting together with the background ambiance of the coffee shop as you stare shamelessly at him, noticing the changes in his appearance since you last saw him.

oh wow, when did he get his ear pierced? his face changed a lot...it's a lot more defined now. also, he shot up so much what the heck?! i was taller than him when we were kids...that's so unfair, why do guys get so much taller after puberty...wait, was he always this handsome...?

"hey...hey y/n...are you done checking me out?" kyo's voice gets clearer again as you snap out of your thoughts. you feel your cheeks heat up after getting caught staring at him and because of the close proximity between the both of you. he leaned in to get your attention and now both of your faces were just a few inches apart.

you avert your gaze to compose yourself and mumble, "i wasn't checking you out..."

he leans back and chuckles, "uh huh...so tell me what i said then." he teases, a smirk evident on his face.

you stay silent because obviously you didn't hear what he said, he chuckles and flicks your forehead gently, "you haven't changed a bit, always spacing out."

you move your hand to rub the spot he flicked with a pout, "quit it, you're still as annoying as you were back then." you giggle after and he laughs too. it felt nice to joke around with him again. your heart swells with happiness, you've missed him — more than you thought you did.

the barista calls out your name and you go to grab your order.

"i'm assuming you're headed off to work now, where do you work by the way?"

"oh it's just 3 blocks down, that massive office building?"

"oh yeah, i know which one you're talking about. what time do you get off work?"

"6pm."

"oh perfect, i'll see you then. we need to have a proper catchup. dinner's on me too." he says with a boyish grin.

"no that's okay, i can-"

"nuh uh uh, no can do. um...i'm sure you have to start walking, it's almost 9am. you don't wanna be late to work do you?" he says as he places his hands on your shoulders and swivels you around to face the direction of your office.

you click your tongue and start walking, turning your head back to respond to him, "we'll see mr kaneko. i'll have my card ready this time."

"byeee! good luck at work! i'll see you at 6!" he calls out as he waves at you

you wave too and turn back around with a sappy smile on your face, your cheeks flushed. well that's something to motivate me to get through work today

[soapydoll]

do you have any advice for someone that wants to take nsfw art commissions? i want to start drawing and posting nsfw but i'm ngl, it's so intimidating O_O how did you start?

i honestly started by just posting mid as fuck art of my dnd ocs on toyhouse and eventually made a nsfw twitter that i dont use anymore.

it doesnt have to be good, its just gotta be Created. i honestly recommend just drawing stuff composed in such a way you dont have to draw genitalia because i dont like drawing genitalia that much and thats usually the most intimidating part. take references from hentai and porn. you can do whatever you want forever

some of my old as fuck nsfw art under the cut

[camaro-and-smokes]

Little Bird Starts Nesting

Chapter 4: It's not always a walk in the park

No warnings, no new tags.

Notes: Sooooo……I've had this chapter almost fully written for 10 months O_O I have no idea why I hadn’t posted it. I’m so sorry. Here it is though :D PS. This chapter has a big reference to the last chapter of the previous work in this series. Check it out first - or after - if you'd like :)

Summary: They sat in silence for a few moments until Emma finally spoke up. “So what happened?” Billy glanced at her. “I guess I never told you about that.” She shook her head. “No.” Billy nodded slowly. “It was a bit too much for me. Back then.”

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A few days later, Billy and Emma were waiting at the doctor’s office for Emma’s appointment.

Billy leaned against the sterile hospital wall, feeling every bit of his frame in the uncomfortable plastic chairs. Emma sat beside him, absently chewing on her thumbnail. Billy glanced at her, taking her hand. “It’s going to be okay,” he said, trying to reassure her. “There’s nothing to be worried about right now.”

She snorted. “Just the rest of my life.”

Billy’s heart ached for her.

“Are you still mad?” she asked cautiously.

He squeezed her hand gently. “No. I told you, I never was, birdie.”

“Dad is,” she said quietly. “He said nothing to me this morning.”

“Well, you’re his babygirl and this is big news. Give him time.”

Emma leaned her head on Billy’s shoulder, squeezing his hand. “I’m sorry I messed up.”

Billy leaned his head against hers and sighed again. “Yeah.”

Finally, a nurse walked out from the door to the offices. “Hargrove?”

Emma stood up, took a few steps, and then looked behind her at Billy. “Would you come with me?”

Billy smiled and stood up. “Yeah, of course, birdie.”

The nurse led them to a small room with an examination table and a few chairs. Emma sat on the edge of the table, nervously swinging her legs back and forth.

After a short while in the examination room, a young doctor walked in. “Hello, I’m Jill Anderson, your gynecologist,” she said warmly, extending her hand.

Emma shook it tentatively.

Dr. Anderson then turned to Billy, studying him curiously for a moment. “And you are...?”

Billy flashed a friendly smile and shook her hand firmly. “Billy Hargrove. I’m her father.”

A flicker of surprise crossed the doctor’s face before she quickly regained her composure and returned his handshake.

The subtle hint of why isn't her mother here instead of you in her expression did not go unnoticed by Billy, who was used to getting these kinds of looks before he explained their situation. The frustration bubbled up inside him, but he pushed it down and remained composed. “Listen, I hate that I have to explain this every time we come to a new doctor, but my daughter has two dads instead of just one. Just like it says in her documents,” he stated pointedly and gestured to the paperwork the doc was holding. “And if I wasn’t here, my partner would be.” He couldn’t resist adding with a wry smile, “But between you and me, I’m definitely the nicer one.”

Emma rolled her eyes at his comment but couldn’t help smiling, too.

The doctor’s shoulders relaxed slightly. “Okay, then. Well,” she turned to face Emma. “There isn’t much we can do at this stage. We could run some blood tests, but if you’ve already had positive results from multiple at-home tests...” she glanced at the paperwork in her hands. “Yes, I see. That should be enough confirmation for now. The at-home tests are just as reliable as a blood test would be at this point. We can schedule an ultrasound in three weeks, but even then, there’s no guarantee of finding anything yet.”

“So we just have to wait?” Billy asked.

“Yes, that’s all we can do for now. Unless you’re considering terminating the pregnancy…”

Emma shook her head. “I’m not sure yet,” she blurted out.

“It’s okay to not know right now,” the doctor reassured her in a gentle tone. “Just keep in mind that your options become more limited as time goes by.”

Emma chewed on her lip and nodded.

The ride home was quiet until they were halfway there.

Emma absentmindedly stroke her stomach with her hand. “Did you always want kids?”

Billy glanced at her and shook his head. “No way. You know how Neil was. Wouldn’t have wanted anyone to go through that.”

She fell silent for a moment before asking, “Did you think you’d be like him?”

Billy took a long pause before responding. “For a long time, yeah. I was so angry. It would’ve been horrible if I’d exposed any kid to that. Thank god I didn’t have any accidents back then.” He snorted. “And with your dad around, it wasn’t exactly hard to prevent accidents from happening.”

Emma smiled softly. They sat in comfortable silence again for a little while longer before she asked, “When did you know you wanted kids?”

Billy smiled fondly. “When Christina, Nancy’s girl, was born. When I saw her for the first time.” He glanced at Emma again. “And I knew I wanted you the day I learned that you were on the way. I’ve never wanted anything so bad. Not even your dad.” Billy laughed. “Which kinda upset him for a while. But he caught up soon.”

“Did dad always want kids?”

Billy smiled. “Yeah, he did. Six.”

Emma’s eyes grew wide with surprise. “Six?”

“I know, right?” Billy had to swallow hard to calm the lump that formed in his throat. “If I could’ve, I would’ve carried as many babies as he’d wanted. Because they would’ve been his.”

He felt Emma’s gaze on him but kept his eyes focused on the road ahead, willing the tears burning under his eyes to go away.

“Why didn’t you have more kids than just us three?”

“I wanted to. After you, I wanted the house full of kids and life.” Billy smiled. “I wanted the six Steve wanted. We both did.” His smiled faltered momentarily. “But then... something happened.” He paused, taking a deep breath. “Afterwards, for a while, I wanted to settle to just you. But then your dad talked me into trying again…” A small smile returned to his face. “Then we had Annie.” He took another deep breath. “After that, we agreed that Steve could have one, too.”

They sat in silence for a few moments until Emma finally spoke up. “So what happened?”

Billy glanced at her. “I guess I never told you about that.”

She shook her head. “No.”

Billy nodded slowly. “It was a bit too much for me. Back then.”

— Christmas 1999 —

Steve was sitting on the couch, admiring the Christmas tree Billy and Emma had decorated. He had brought a few presents for Emma and Billy from his work trip and set them under the tree after they’d finally got Emma to bed. She had been exhausted, but had still fought against sleeping for almost two hours just because she didn’t want to let Steve out of her sights, afraid that he would once again be gone before she woke up.

“Hey, babe,” Billy greeted as he strolled around the couch and playfully ruffled Steve’s hair. He then plopped down next to him and snuggled close under his arm. “Did you find out what happened to the lady who gave you her ticket?”

“No,” Steve sighed. “I have her name and landline number, but I don’t know which hospital she was taken to, so I can’t check how she’s doing.”

“So she just said ‘here, have my ticket’? Just like that?”

Steve wrapped his arms around Billy and planted a kiss on his temple. “I might’ve told her about my amazing daughter and my even more amazing partner who’s a stay-at-home-dad. I even showed her the photo.”

“Oh great, thanks. Hargroves got to show their better sides to all the strangers in the world again,” Billy chuckled, pretending to be offended..

Steve grinned and squeezed Billy a little tighter. “I love that photo. Because it has my favorite people in it: you and our rag-doll of a girl. And she liked it too.”

“I hope she got the help she needed. What if she gave you the ticket because she wasn’t okay? And what if you were the one kind person she encountered and…”

Steve sighed. “Billy, please don’t go there. I already feel bad.”

Billy hugged Steve tightly. “You didn’t do anything wrong if she genuinely wanted to give you the ticket. You didn’t force her to do it, did you?”

Steve shook his head.

“Babe, from what you told me, it seems that she was just happy to help someone when she had the means. She probably would’ve had a better time in the hotel anyway than at home alone.” “You’re probably right.”

They cuddled in silence for a while, enjoying each other’s company.

“Steve?” Billy asked.

Steve looked at him. Billy never called him by his first name unless it was something really important. “Yeah?”

“I was thinking…”

“What about?” Steve asked after a while when Billy didn’t continue.

Billy looked up. “What would you think about having another baby?”

A smile spread across Steve’s face. “Would you like to have another one?”

Billy buried his face in the crook of Steve’s neck. After a moment, he muffled a reply, “Yes.”

Steve’s expression turned serious. “Are you sure you want to go through the same process that we did with Emma?”

Pulling away from Steve’s hug, Billy shuffled to face him and shook his head. “Not through adoption. A surrogate mother.”

Steve frowned. “What does that mean?”

“A lady who’s willing to carry someone else’s baby for them. There are quite a few of them and I was thinking…”

The realization hit Steve like a ton of bricks. “Wait, are you saying we could have biological children?”

A smile spread across Billy’s face as he nodded eagerly. “Either one of us, yes. There are agencies that can help in match us with a suitable mother. You or I provide the sperm, the mother to be—or someone else—an egg, and a clinic takes care of the insemination. The surrogate carries the baby and when it’s born, it’s ours.”

The gravity of the situation sunk in for Steve as he stared at Billy, his mouth hanging open. He reached out and took Billy’s hand. “And you’ve already looked into this?”

“Of course I have! I wanted to be able to tell you everything about it when we had this chat.”

Steve ran his hand through his hair and took a deep breath. “Okay, slow down. This is a big decision. I need to consider if I can leave my job. I want you to stay home with our babies, but I’m not sure if that will be feasible without my income.”

As tears welled up in Billy’s eyes and he turned away, Steve gently pulled him back into a warm embrace and placed a gentle kiss on his temple. “Hey, firecracker, I’m not saying no.”

“You’re sure?” Billy whispered.

“Yes, absolutely. I want it too. Have for a while, actually.”

Billy looked up at Steve with a small smile. “Really?”

“Yeah, I have.” Steve looked at Billy with a lopsided grin. “Wouldn’t mind breeding you again.”

Billy laughed, grinning. “Wouldn’t mind you doing that again.” He sat up straighter. “But what about the trust fund? I know we agreed on keeping it for the Emma’s college…but I don’t know if it’s worth having you busting your ass off for years and missing out on seeing our babies grow.”

Steve nodded. “I’ve been thinking the same. I’ve already now missed way too much. And maybe, if we have more than one, it would be smarter to set up individual funds for each one.”

Billy smiled a little smile and took Steve’s hand in his, tears falling on his cheeks. “So we can have another?”

Steve reached into his pocket for a tissue and wiped away Billy’s tears before pulling him into another hug. “We can have as many babies as you want, firecracker. You just say the word.”

As autumn approached the following year, Steve finally had some much-needed quality time alone with Emma at home. He and Billy had agreed to open his trust fund and started a new one just for Emma. Although Steve’s new job paid less, it was based in San Francisco, allowing him to come home every night by dinnertime to be with his small family. And most importantly, he could do overtime when needed and take days off to spend with Emma while giving Billy some well-deserved time for himself.

On this day off, Steve was playing with Emma in the living room when he heard the roaring sound of Billy’s Camaro pulling into the driveway. As soon as she heard the familiar sound of her dada’s car, Emma jumped up from the floor and ran to the window, shouting excitedly, “Dada’s home! Dada’s home!”

Steve stood up, following Emma, who had jumped off the couch and ran towards the door. Billy was home earlier than expected from his “mom-date” with Sandy, their surrogate mother who was carrying their baby—a baby that Billy was the biological father of. When Steve saw Billy striding towards the door with a troubled expression on his face, he knew something wasn’t right. He scooped Emma up in his arms, knowing she would be upset if Billy didn’t greet her.

And that’s what Billy did, stormed straight through the hall and up the stairs without even saying a hello.

After calming Emma down and dropping her off at their neighbor Caroline’s house for babysitting, Steve grabbed a box of tissues from the kitchen and headed upstairs to find out what was going on with Billy.

Steve approached the bedroom door, closed and muffled sounds of crying coming from behind it. He knocked gently on the door before cracking it and peeking in to see Billy sitting on the bed, hugging his knees tightly with his face buried in them. Steve sat down next to him and offered him the box of tissues.

Billy took it without saying a word and blew his nose loudly, wiping away his tears with frustration.

Billy took it without saying a word, blew his nose, and wiped his face angrily.

Steve had seen this look on Billy’s face before, back when they had been trying to apply for adoption and were denied. His heart broke a little because he was almost certain of what had happened. “She miscarried?” he asked quietly.

Billy pursed his lips tightly, trying to hold back more tears as he nodded ever so slightly. His face contorted, and fresh tears welled up again.

Feeling a lump form in his own throat, Steve swallowed hard. He moved closer to Billy on the bed and wrapped an arm around his shoulder, pulling him into a hug. “Oh baby, I’m so sorry,” he whispered.

“I think there’s something wrong with me,” Billy whispered with a hoarse voice after he finally ran out of tears.

Steve turned to face him, gently wiping away the tears from Billy’s cheeks. “No, no,” he reassured him, “These things just happen sometimes. It’s nobody’s fault.”

“Why does it have to be always so fucking hard?” Billy choked out. “If just once it was at least a little bit easier.”

“I know,” Steve sighed. “But we still have embryos left. We can try again.”

“What if Sandy won’t do it?” Billy whispered. “What if she thinks this was my fault?”

“She won’t think like that. We discussed this, the possibility of miscarriage so many times before getting into this. Firecracker, this was just the first try. We knew this might happen.”

They sat in silence for a while until Billy let out a deep sigh.

Steve hugged him tighter. “I’ll be with you all the way through this. We can’t stop now, we just got started.”

Billy nodded against Steve’s chest, saying nothing.

Steve placed a gentle kiss on Billy’s forehead. “Do you want me to call Caroline and ask if Emma can stay over tonight? She said she didn’t mind taking her for the night. We could use some time alone together.”

“I’d like that,” Billy whispered after a while.

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Emma sat in silence, staring out the car window.

Billy knew they hadn’t discussed the possibility of a miscarriage yet; they hadn’t yet had the time, it all was so new. “Hey, I didn’t mean to scare you,” he said softly. “It’s just…it’s just what happened the first time. The next time we got Annie.” He paused, trying to reassure himself as much as Emma. “It won’t happen to you.”

“You don’t know that,” Emma muttered.

Billy glanced at her. “Of course I don’t!” he snapped at her, immediately regretting the sharp tone. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. “No one knows for sure.” He reached over and placed his hand on her thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze. “You shouldn’t worry about it. If it happens, it happens. Just make sure you’ll do whatever is best for the baby. That’s all you can do.”

Emma looked down at her hands folded in her lap. “I don’t even know if I want to keep it,” she whispered.

“We’ll help you figure it out, dad and me,” Billy reassured her.

She looked up at him with tears in her eyes. “Would you want me to keep it?”

Billy let out a heavy sigh. “You have to make that decision. It’s your body and your life. I can’t tell you what to do.”

“Yeah, but...”

“Emma,” Billy interrupted gently, contemplating for a while whether he should share his opinion. “Of course I’d want you to keep it. But if you only do it because of me, you’ll end up resenting me and feeling trapped in your decision. You need to make the choice yourself, one that’s right for you.”

They drove in silence for a long while until Billy spoke again. “There are options, and whatever you decide, I’ll be there for you. All the way.” Then he smirked. “And so will dad, when he realizes he won’t get any unless he comes around.”

“Dada!” Emma laughed. “I don’t want to hear about that.”

Billy grinned. “Got you laughing, didn’t I?”

Emma tried to hold back her smile from widening, but it tucked the corner of her mouth despite it. “Yeah,” she admitted with a chuckle.

“We’ll get through this together, birdie.”

[mistyaquaart-oocmustafa]

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If an alarmingly composed look could kill O_O

[komorebi-art-blog]

hiii :333 so for your ask game what is borb O_O

also bbq wings o3o

Hi!!! Congratulations, you found my original kids!

I'm working on my own fantasy universe. ‘borb O_O ’ is a sketch of a possible design for my elemental dragon, the embodiment of moonlight. It's an early stage design, will probably change in the future, but the basic concept is a mix of dragon, barn owl, and moth.

As a bonus, I'll also show ‘Moon pancake’, sketches of the same dragon at rest and in an ‘I'll kick your arse’ mood.

‘BBQ wings’ is a different, more formed design that I'm already happy with. A wind dragon composed of a swift and a manta ray.

Here's also a couple of sketches of him because I forgot to include them in the post.

Fun fact - his eyes actually cover the entire surface of his horns. I was inspired by the eyes of trilobites. They are almost entirely inorganic and made up of dozens of mineral lenses, so we have incredibly well-preserved eye structures of fossilised trilobites. That's why his horns light up orange when he goes into overdrive.

I want to go back to these concepts because I have TEN elemental dragons alone to design, not to mention everything else.

[glitterdoe]

oops, i should probably be using the ask box here instead. can lossy shapeshift into a collection of strands thin enough to fit between atoms and molecules (e.g. fit through the holes in graphene), or is she made of atoms?

scientists are doing experiments on lossy in my inbox o_o;

basically she is composed of "video cells". they are very flexible, and are able to compress and expand their mass by around 60-140%. they stick together, but they can also shift around and separate into smaller clusters. (video cells are also capable of repairing other video cells, but not themselves..idk if thats relevant to this question ^_^)

i don't think she would be able to go through the holes in graphene, with the big limiting factor being, that, while she herself is composed of video cells, her body still utilizes external matter beyond video cells to function. (e.g. her blood isn't made of video cells and neither is the food she consumes for energy, etc.) but also i don't think she would even think to try it hehe.

answers to your other asks because i liked them too:

this one is hilarious to me. these experiments are getting kinda fucked up

she is able to sort of "phase" through objects with gaps like chain link fences by shifting through the holes and around the wires. she's not very fast at phasing as it's kind of a complicated maneuver to coordinate, and items in her inventory pocket (like her knife) can't come with her if they're too big. it takes her longer to phase through smaller gaps.

she could fit through a couple of counterrotating discs of chickenwire by mitosis-ing into several smaller videos and jumping through the gaps. if any start to get pinched by the wire they could just mitosis again and keep going. if there were more than two layers she would have a harder time but i think she would still be able to pull it off.

just solid! she's malleable enough to where she can become liquidlike, but in those cases she's still technically solid.

in my old canon for video, she was able to infinitely change size and regenerate herself (and was able to shrink small and walk between molecules!) but in the current canon she only has that ability in her dreams.

so she's definitely chasing electrons in her sleep sometimes! and chewing on the nucleus of an atom like a squeaky toy :3

thank you for the asks!

[ender-shift]

Generating World... Joining World...

*Welcome to the word of Ender Shift. *Where monsters and humans encounter a new kind of soul. A soul that doesn't belong. A soul not from the overworld or underground, but a different dimension entirely. *Humans don't know what to do with someone who looks so monstrous.. so down below she fell. When they land in the underground, they're... confused. It finds itself in a place that is incredibly strange. *Follow Ciara on the journey of Ender Shift. Where they aren't alone in their journeys of the underground.

My name is Lucid and my pronouns are they/it! I've been in the Undertale fandom for a good while and this is probably the first AU/AT I've made and put full effort into to get it off the ground. Below is information and I apologise if it's too much to read. I have it sectioned up so hopefully things are a bit easier to read!

A bit of a content warning, though I doubt it's too much that the Undertale fandom can't handle. This blog will have blood, violence, substance usage(tobacco[cigarettes] and alcohol), mental disorders/disabilities, slight body mutilation(primarily to the face[eyes & mouth], not that much, probably only a few panels/frames), and swearing!

Posts will have TWs/CWs in the tag and comics will be put under a cut after written warnings. Viewer discretion is advised. Please take care of yourselves. 🤍

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This is an Undertale AU blog composed of comics, videos, and stories. The comics will be combinations of drawings and Gacha-based characters, poses, and such. If you do not like it, simply don't click.

This crosses over with Minecraft - specifically focused on End and Nether, but it also includes the Deep Dark and a custom dimension/customised take on a dimension. Though, most features outside of the End won't be added until later. (:3)

This is not a Sans, Papyrus, Frisk, Chara, or Asriel centric AU/AT(though they all do get sight touch-ups on their designs). This is an OC centric AU/AT. If that isn't your cup of tea, simply don't interact with this blog. This is not to say that the characters won't show face, but they are not the main centre focus of the AU/AT.

This rolls an ask blog, a comic blog, and a fanfic blog all into one. Characters to this AU will be listed below. Please avoid making ask blogs for the characters. Parody character accounts, fanart, etc will be permitted, but there are a few cases of AUs/ATs getting ask blogs made by people who aren't even the original creator.

As more things get made, links will be added. For the time being, though, please use the "search tag" feature of Tumblr on my profile! There will be tags for asks, the storyline features, character asks, incorrect quotes, side stories, and more.

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There are quite a few different things that will be explained when the story begins. In the first post of the story, I will add a cut to the post of Keep Reading for information. Please know that the AU/AT includes things that most people may or may not like - for example "gendered" Frisk(demiboy, he/they) & Chara(demigirl, she/they). There are a lot of things changed, altered, removed, and included. Look, a person's gotta take creative liberties to make something, okay?

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Characters in the AU are the usual - Flowey, Toriel, Napstablook, Sans, Papyrus, Monster Kid, Grillby, Undyne, Temmie, Alphys, Mettaton, Muffet, Asgore, Asriel, and Gaster[o_O]. There are also OC characters - Ciara, Lucian, Briar, Arial, Gabriel, Altair, Audrey, Cato, and Meyrul[Malachi]. There are also reference to Minecraft characters and mobs - Steve, Alex, Herobrine, Entity 303, Endermen[Named], Wither[Weston], Ender Dragons[Everleigh & Eastmund], and Warden[Walker].

Character designs and profiles will be coming soon! The canon characters of Undertale(besides F&C) and the human(oid) characters of Minecraft aren't going to have too much of a redesign and we all know the stats, abilities, and information of the Undertale characters.

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This will be updated as time goes on, so please check this post every now and again!

Comics will start roughly June 5th/6th. (Don't hold me to this, it's a rough estimate and hope.)

Updates to the storyline may be infrequent, put on hold, or take longer to make. Please don't ask too often if Ender Shift is cancelled.

[katyspersonal]

Also one more question is about your musical taste. What you prefer to listen? How often you listen music? Maybe your favourite songs or bands? I am interested since you recommended me Otto Dix and it was quite an experience, also you mentioned music from Spyro game and I was surprised, because that is one of my childhood games that made me myself

Oh boy... Yes, Otto Dix is my all times favourite band. I got introduced to it when I was 13 by a then-friend, and it has been a huge comfort. I am the type that seeks edgy, deep, dark music when I am feeling dread, something to "understand" me rather than something to "cheer me up".

I am normally cursed with the issue of finding a cool song, maybe a few, but then realizing that I dislike the rest of the band's songs as they're nothing like THAT one! xd However, group Агата Кристи has a large percentage of songs I've enjoyed and kept, and band Fleur is also a favourite melancholic classic! I translated one of their songs too, though ( x ), but it has the error of me forgetting articles where they were needed that I need to fix still :')

I also had a friend/gf that adored edgy German bands when we were teens, and she got me into listening Eisbrecher, but I'll admit, these guys I mostly listen as a podcast. Save for THE two songs I've shared with you already!

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All in all, as a music admirer, I got a little ruined since as an artist I cannot draw in silence, but I did not want to recycle the same song until I am sick of it - I want to still love them! So I resorted to listening to podcasts (usually cursed video reviews of some cringe), edgy Vocal0id songs or even cursed mashups xd Something to create a sound, but not emotional attachement. Once in a while I'll find a music in the same style as say, Deathstars or Marylin Manson or alike, you get the vibe, just putting their sound on the bg to draw to. I also used to listen to Lake of Tears as a kid and recently tried to rediscover the band!

Videogames music never fails, though. I LOVE BB soundtrack, a LOT. DS soundtrack too. I love UTDR music too, Toby is so talented! (Though my friend, Kris, who is a fan of Toby's works, creates tracks in his style for DR AUs and I love them even more than Toby's tracks o_o Consider it liking an indie composer sort of) Unfortunately, I didn't play Spyro ever, and that particular track was brought to my attention by an ex friend that was a fan though..

Thank you for asking!

[leavemetoplaythesims]

People You'd Like to Get to Know Better Tag

i was tagged by @moodnamars and @kazuaru thank you so much!! <33

Last Song: I Walk and Shamble Beyond the Cemetery Wall - Natalia Tsupryk (one of my favourite composers!)

Favourite Colour: lavender purple, especially pared with a light green or an orange (daphne my beloved and forever fashion icon)(i say being most comfortable wearing neural/earth tones).

Currently Watching: nothing at the moment but i watched derry girls for the first time like a week or two ago.

Last Movie: knives out (2019)!! i liked it a lot.

Currently Reading: ...nothing, i have a lot of books i want to read but i find it so hard to make the time to actually read them.

Sweet / Savoury / Spicy? sweet, i have such a sweet tooth it's insane.

Last Thing I Googled: knives out (2019) cause i was looking up the cast :)

Current Obsession: project zomboid and cooking videos on youtube (just ANTI-CHEF no one else) (and also ofmd, it's almost time O_O)

Currently Working On: de-stressing and chilling the fuck out

i tag @cottageivy, @goldenwaves, @barbieaiden, @arcanewonder, @softpine, @gleamer and @kashisun i have no idea who's already done this or if you want to do it so feel free to ignore <33

[dokidokitsuna]

Daughters

��It’s been a minute since I posted any art here. At first I thought it might be because I was just getting depressed again, but tbh I’ve been happier and more creative than ever. ^^; Things are definitely different this time around…and I think it’s something that’s been building for a long time.

Recently, I started thinking about Daughters of the Pumpkin Queen again– an old webcomic that I worked on back when I was in college. And although I hate reading my old work, I made myself skim through it, and I was honestly stunned at the quality of the writing, especially in the unfinished Season 2. O_O If I can do stuff like that while school is literally eating my brains away, man…I don’t know why I’m not famous already. People really don’t appreciate genius, do they…?

Anyway, genius or not, it’s clear that I worked really hard to make it a high-quality webcomic, putting in more and more effort and polish with every new installment…while it gradually became less and less popular, like everything else I did at the time. And I think DotPQ was kind of the final straw for me, back then...

I remember getting really depressed and miserable about my art in the years that followed…I didn’t think I was depressed and miserable, but in hindsight, I was clearly in the “Anger” and “Bargaining” stages of the grieving process. ^^; I started pushing myself to do anything I could stomach to get more popular as an artist– I joined more sites, I started posting more standalone art, I branched out to new types of art; writing novels, composing music, starting speedpaint video essays near the end. I just wanted an audience again so badly, and I knew I was good at all these things, because everyone I brought my art to directly told me so. So I figured it was just a matter of finding the right niche.

Long story short, it didn’t work. ^^; I learned a ton of new artistic skills, and I definitely don’t regret that, but I never did get what I wanted– i.e. a steady stream of external validation on at least a weekly basis. What I did get was new fans of my more sporadic content, like my video essays and animation…and before that was low-key frustrating, because I really couldn’t do more than one of those a month, at best. What would I do for validation in the meantime…?

But now…I don’t really care? ^^; I don’t feel like I need validation in the meantime anymore…and at first I thought it was just laziness (or the bouts of depression) but now I’m thinking it was also just me subconsciously fighting this change in my mindset. After all, when you think of online artists, they’re usually in one of two camps: the dedicated people who chase the algorithms on a weekly/daily basis, or the legendary people who just drop a masterpiece every couple months and never say anything. And because I knew I didn’t want to be the latter; I assumed I needed to be the former, but maybe there’s middle ground.

I’m not 100% sure what it is…but I know I’ve come to be fine with just working on projects by myself for weeks or months. I don’t mind taking my time with difficult drawings anymore, or simply deciding not to post them if I don’t like them, without feeling like I wasted the effort. And I’ve relearned to make pieces I’m proud of without even wanting to post them online– initially this was because I was just afraid no one would like them as much as I expected, and it was better not to take the risk. ^^; But now it’s more like…that’s not always what they’re for. Sometimes I just want to get an idea out of my head and look at it, and that’s fine by itself.

Best of all, I can finally work on my original projects with no guilt or shame. ^^ That’s basically what I did all last month, and I had a great time. I spent hours writing every day; I made a bunch of new drawings; I even did a color study for the first time in a while. And I was the only witness…and it still feels wrong, but not as wrong as it used to. It’s kinda freeing. ‘_’

I still like to share art and talk about it with fans; it’s still the highlight of my life and one of the main reasons I feel motivated to make art. But it’s not an imperative anymore; there’s no pressure to make it happen at all costs. And I think this year, I’m going to make a conscious effort to accept that as normal. Maybe it’s just because I’ve been watching a lot of Duchess Celestia lately, but I think it’s time to review my lifestyle as an artist and lean into the parts I actually enjoy.

Now, as for this drawing: I just really loved the characters in this little series, despite all the bad memories attached to working on it. ^^ And even though Season 2 had a great storyline and part of me is tempted to finish it, I think Season 1 had a stronger concept; to the point where it’d probably be a better idea to reboot the series, if I ever went back to it.

Maybe as just a short run with 2 or 3 episodes, to play with the concept in a new way. I like the idea of re-imagining Mariska and Etelka as teenagers (which wasn’t possible in the original lore)…y’know, let them be a little more driven and opinionated, and have some more agency. DotPQ was heavily inspired by Fireball in terms of the premise; this could be a chance to borrow some more from it in terms of tone. ^^ Idk, it’s just a fun idea…I’ll probably just toy with it in the background along with everything else.

[liquidstar]

(quotes i like from your WIP 4/4) i'm really surprised polaris has no experience hunting w/ that spear she carries around O_O since she carries it around, you know, i'd guessed she knows how to use it 😭 

which is partially related to my next point: i loved how many times i was reading and had thought, "*points* Inuk-coded" :D everything from how she quietly complained when her compass broke, rather than screaming (even though she was already hungry, + cold and uncomfortable in wet clothes T~T), to how she took a deep breath to compose herself, to how she comforts herself gently... so good... Polaris Inuk(-coded) moments... 🥲 you thought out her actions so well!!! and you also thought out how, even though she has clearly been influenced by Inuit(-coded) culture, she still has distance from the traditional Inuit(-coded culture's) way of life (i.e. she doesn't know how to fish) bc she was raised by someone non-Inuk(-coded) :0 !!! DETAILS!!!! 🤩

YEAH SHE HAS NO EXPERIENCE i wanted to make it pretty clear shes really not used to it at all and is kinda fumbling around, because its not actually hers! well, it is now, but it wasnt always. so shes tryinggg shes very green still. i do intend for there to be multiple scenes of her training w her teammates and other guild members to get better at stuff like this too

BUT IM GLAD YOU THINK SO BC I THINK ABT THE ARTICLE AND STUFF YOU SEND ME WHILE WRITING HER. i wanna do my best obviously, so i try to keep it in mind esp when shes dealing w stressful circumstances or things that may make someone angry. she shant yell. BUT thats also part of why the hunger is being emphasized bc (spoilers in case i post this bit later ig?) after a particularly stressful encounter with two idiots (guess who) which saiph intercepts, she actually does Kind Of yell at him. its nothing crazy, pretty tame by others standards, but in the next scene she feels reaaaallly embarrassed and guilty for acting that childish and pretty much immediately apologizes. and then also reveals that it wasnt just a skipped breastfed, she hadnt eaten for like 4 days to which hes like "dude i get cranky after a few hours PLEASE dont feel bad. also please order seconds wtf" she was in that forest for a minute.

AND (end spoilers sorry!) about the fishing too- shes also lived a pretty isolated life from a lot of things, partly due to herself being so... self-isolating. theres a reason she kept being called "the lone girl" through the little excerpt! like yes because shes alone, of course, but shes Literally the lone girl. thats her. but not for long!