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[le-velo-pour-dru]

Anyone in the iDKHOW fandom want more friends who are iDKHOW fans? Cause I would love to get to know more people within the fandom ^^

[le-velo-pour-dru]

@yourenotmygirlfriend

[jesuistrestriste]

art is the MESSIEST kisser ever like if u make out his spit is literally everywhere. like he'll kiss u on the mouth then keep on kissing ur neck but w the wettest kisses ever. and i JUST KNOW he def drools. like when u give him head and his head is resting against a pillow, he's so lost in it that he can't even think. like the only thing he can do anymore is whimper and moan like a little bitch. and when u look at him u see him drooling all over the pillow😭

art donaldson has a messy mouth. he drools when it feels too good, he kisses with almost too much tongue when he's desperate, and his warm, eager lips are always on your skin whenever he gets a chance to touch you properly.

he practically salivates like a thirsty puppy on a hot day. it pools under his tongue whenever he catches a glimpse of the more intimate areas of your soft skin; the nape of your neck, your stomach, your inner thighs. and he has to try desperately to swallow it down when you two are in public and he can't get his lips on you.

the first time you and art made out, it was very sloppy. you thought this mightve been a result of minor inexperience on his part, or nervousness, or excitement, so you let it happen. you let him moan into your open mouth and grab at your shirt while he slid his pink tongue over yours. you let his sticky saliva mix with yours as your mouths mashed together. you let him kiss you and kiss you and kiss you until he came in his pants.

the whole ordeal lasted about 7 minutes.

after that, you had assumed that—in time—he'd get more reserved with his mouth as you two continued to be intimate.

but this didn't happen.

if anything, he only got more comfortable with you, and thus only became more orally-fixated and messy with his mouth.

he liked to suck on your fingers during sex.

he liked to slather your arousal with his spit when he went down on you.

he liked to kiss you wetly all over your body before bed.

he liked yearned for it all.

when you'd give him head, your slick lips bobbing over his tip and swallowing salty dribbles of precome, he'd drool all over whatever was near his mouth. it was just too hard to focus on not drooling when the warmth of your tongue got him close so fast. his eyes would get lidded and his knees would grow weak and his mind would turn to mush the second you started to blow him. sometimes you'd have to hold his hips to keep him steady. he was very predictable.

one thing you two like to do together is have art get on all fours on the bed, knees spread apart with his cock hard and hanging between his thighs. his hands will go up and squeeze onto the pillows as he lowers his head and lets you jerk him off.

it’s kinda demeaning, in a way; being milked like a cow.

but you like doing it to him, and he likes whatever you like, so he loves this.

when your hand starts to stroke his cock, strings of pre leaking from his slit, his arms will usually start to shake. it'll start at his shoulders, and then go down to his elbows, and then end when his wrists can't hold him up anymore. he'll let himself collapse down onto the cushions without more than a whine of protest and a renewed tint of pink across the bridge of his nose. his head will lay on one side of his face, his lips parted to let out whimpers and whines as his hips jolt, and then it’ll start.

he’ll drool.

all over.

down the side of his face, over his bottom lip, down his chin. it all happens depending on how his head is positioned. but he always, always, always slobbers on the pillow a little.

just as his eyes start to roll back, and his pelvis starts to shallowly move to thrust his cock into your moving grasp, his sweet and sticky saliva will dribble down his face someway and soak into the pillowcase.

he can't help it.

because, again, you make it hard to pay attention to anything other than how good you make his dick feel. it throbs in your hand.

when you catch a glimpse of his drooling, you usually smile and speed up your touch.

"Art, baby-" you'll coo to him, "drooling."

and he'll know right away what you mean.

"Anghh— feel s'good, s'good— 'm sorry, 'm sorry," he'll inevitably slur.

he'll try to wipe it with the back of his hand, but he's usually shaking too much for that to do much of anything. it more just smears the transparent fluid across his flushed face.

slurp. wipe. whimper.

a few more strokes of your hand, and a thumb pressed right under his cockhead, is all he needs to let go after that point.

his eyes will roll back as he cries out and bucks into your fist, shooting and coating the bedding underneath with his load. he'll tremble and whine until his hands grasping at the sheets below have the instinct to fly between his legs and stop the overstimulation. you generally let up soon after he makes that known.

after you clean him up and ease him into bed, he'll make sure to kiss you goodnight. and it's messy and needy and a little bit too much, but you let him do it anyways. he's eager to please, and he's eager to show you how much he appreciates the way you take care of him. he’s just eager.

maybe one day you'll get sick of how much tongue he uses when he kisses, but you doubt it. it’s just so perfectly him.

[crystallizsch]

scheduled this post at the exact same time when i started posting last year. i genuinely do not have an idea for a proper anniversary post for this blog (+ i still have art block </3) so i've compiled all these series of posts that i made that started it all!! thank you everyone for sticking around 🥺🫶

━━━━━━✦ HEARTSLABYUL + GRIM

━━━━━━✦ SAVANACLAW

━━━━━━✦ OCTAVINELLE

━━━━━━✦ SCARABIA

━━━━━━✦ POMEFIORE

━━━━━━✦ IGNIHYDE

━━━━━━✦ DIASOMNIA

[grogumaximus]

[yesimwriting]

Do you think whether Louis shares this past family at all?

I imagine it’d hard to talk about Claudia being that he doesn’t really acknowledge vampirism, and it plays such a huge part with her whole stunned body, the broken laws, and the coven. Not to mention Claudia took pride in being vampire and was phenomenal at it.

Also, I think about the conflict with his late human family. Paul’s death was crazy af, and the blame he got for it. The whole Graces’s baby thing. Him watching his family mourning his death.

I know he had to tell Daniel in order for the book to happen, but how much could he possibly tell the reader?

OMG what if she could create a painting with Louis and late (actually dead, not undead) his loved ones, that he either didn’t have a lot of photos of or they were lost in time.

Ohhhh this is such a good question/ask 😭 I've been thinking through their dynamic in relation to this for such a long time.

The painting idea are you kidding me 😭. That's such a great idea and something she'd definitely do/try to piece together based on any remaining photos and Louis's description.

Okay so, onto what Louis has told her. Louis has definitely told her about everyone/everything at least once. He trusts bestie reader sm and he wants her to know that, and also they're together so much it'd be kind of hard for certain things to never come up.

However, Louis isn't consistent with the level of details he provides. Bestie reader knows more about Lestat and Louis's fights and the complexities of their relationship more than anyone else. He's told her things about Lestat he's never even mentioned to Armand. Some of this is intentional, but sometimes it's just bc they're both drunk (or on other substances) and he's thinking about it and she's serving as an outlet.

Also, because I'm a firm believer that no matter how separated Louis is from Lestat, he still loves him, he talks about Lestat a lot bc it's the closest he can get to reader meeting Lestat. In some ways, reader knowing Lestat is this fantasy Louis has that he's incapable of acknowledging, but I digress.

Anyways, back to Louis's inconsistency in detail. Some of what he leaves out is because of his memory and limited perspective (kind of like what we see in the show), and other things are left on purpose. He's so afraid of reader seeing him how he sees himself, so he'd never directly address how he failed Claudia. For example, he'd tell reader about how Claudia came to be and the age that she was turned and how hard it was for her, but he'd never talk about all the ways that he made her existence harder.

Claudia is also a difficult topic for him to discuss with reader because while he doesn't see reader as Claudia, he sometimes sees a little bit of Claudia in her. Sometimes when they're really happy, Louis remembers the early years when things still seemed like they could work out. When reader wants to do things that make him nervous, he sees the ways in which he could have tried harder to keep Claudia safe. When the reader is happy and in her element (like at an art gallery), he sees what Claudia might have been.

He censors himself the most when talking about Armand. Partially because of how controlling Armand is, but also because of reader and Armand's dynamic. Armand's behavior around bestie reader is visibly different, he's more restrained, almost gentle. If Louis were to tell reader about some of the things Armand has done, she'd start seeing Armand as a monster, and Armand wouldn't feel the need to play nice anymore bc her mental image of him is already ruined.

Louis is not risking reader's safety and peace to tell her about things like Armand's torture era in the 70's.

Also, Louis isn't planning on leaving Armand so it's kind of like when the person your dating has seriously wronged you but you can't tell your friends bc then they'd hate them too much. AND reader would probably try to slap Armand or something if she knew everything, and Louis doesn't think Armand's patience with her will extend that far.

I think Louis is very back and forth on mentioning his family to bestie reader. Stories about them are, by far, the least dangerous, but they also make him think about things in certain ways. Sometimes it's weirdly healing to be able to tell her about the way that his family viewed him and other times it's nauseating.

I think he'd talk about Paul's absence the most, but he wouldn't delve into the details of what happened if that makes sense. Like he talks about his feelings over Paul's death, but he divides his emotions from the chain of events that caused them. Tbh that's how he handles most discussions of grief.

Okay, some new bestie reader lore that you have no way of knowing about because I haven't written it into existence yet that's super relevant to this question, but part of the reason that reader lets Louis get away with being relatively 'cagey' about certain aspects of his grief is bc she's doing the same thing.

Not to drop crazy lore here, but in my head, bestie reader lost someone important to her a little before she met Louis. In some ways, she feels similarly to what Louis feels, in the sense that sometimes she's scared that she's replacing the person she lost with Louis. However, her grief is much more plain sadness than actual guilt, and so she assumes that Louis doesn't want to talk about certain things because it's hard and not bc of vampire self hatred/guilt.

Louis also knows that there's someone reader isn't talking about enough because he pays attention to how she acts, but also because he can see into her thoughts. I do think he works hard at actively giving her mental privacy, but at times he gets really worried or her thoughts are particularly loud bc she's distracted or overwhelmed and he hears things.

So basically, to an extent, they're living in a mutual denial. I have an idea for a drabble/fic where this is forced to end and they talk about a lot of things, and if you'd be interested in that pls lmk!

Also, slightly off topic, but a big part of the reason he keeps anything from reader is rooted in a subconscious self hatred. Bestie reader is going to get Louis to love himself or die trying, and I'm so serious. As the story progresses, bestie reader is going to lock in and get Louis to feel less guilty about what he is.

He's actually so delusional, so convinced that any blunt conversation about vampirism could be the thing that pushes reader away. In reality, reader does not gaf about him being a vampire. She is generally curious about vampires, but she thinks everything about Louis is so much more interesting.

That's her Louis, and if she walked in on him actively draining seven people at once she'd just be like 'sometimes I need a late night snack too'. She'd actually become a vampire activist if it meant Louis would feel better about himself.

[hythlodaes]

ockiss day two - emile/avi'li (belongs to @lilas <3)

[le-velo-pour-dru]

@crispythecascoon

do you guys wanna see the most perfectest png of my cat

[le-velo-pour-dru]

Man I feel happy :)

[nightpixxie]

omgggggg mingi !?!?!?!?!! omg omg omfg 🏴‍☠️

GODDDDDDDDDDDD

[mikolasjosef]

would anyone from kä tumblr be interested in a ticket to käärijä’s concert on 21 november in hyvinkää? i can’t make it to the show anymore and i’m happy to give it to someone on here!! for free ofc, you just need to have a lippu.fi account so i can transfer the ticket to you ✨ let me know!

[kitkat13001]

tonight’s episode of shit kisa would send me (affectionate)

[101ocs]

🚗🍃💚🍸and 🤔 for whoever :3c

we gonna make out 👅

🚗 - does your oc have a driver's license?

Max

Sam

he actually does! he’s a very good driver too!! very responsible, safe, and had good road etiquette…which is funny considering thomas taught him how to drive. he was always the designated driver when thomas was conked 😭

Evelyn

no….she’d have a mental break down as soon as she sat in that driver’s seat if i’m being honest…CANNOT handle unpredictable situations…

Thomas

yea he sure does have a driver’s license + motorcycle license…cracked at driving 😝 never got into a wreck before but GODDAMN he’s an aggressive driver 😭 cuts ppl off constantly, never follows the speed limit, drives drunk, flips people off for no reason, ALL THAT. but like i said he’s cracked at it 💪

Lucian

he doesn’t have his license, but i have faith he could drive if he needed to. david taught him the basics and let him drive around backroads for funsies so he has a lil bit of experience. don’t put that boy on the highway though 😭

Melanie

HELL NO DO NOT LET HER NEAR A—

David

yes and he’s also very good at driving!! sort of a neutral driver, not too aggressive or defensive, and does his own thing. he can operate the vehicle perfectly while being drunk or high so that’s a plus 🩷

🍃 - what is/was your oc's favorite subject in school?

Max

SCIENCE!!!! specifically environmental kinda of science :3 he does the best in that class, always has A’s. then again, he’s a straight A student, so like….well. other than English, specifically spelling and grammar. English is his worst enemy. 💔 (he’ll hide his spelling packet homework and proceed to get his ass beat when messiah finds it 😝)

Sam

he’s the best at math but his favorite is English….HATES science or anything that has too many numbers and letters mixed up 😵‍💫 ESPECIALLY hates chemistry bc he’s paired up with David for the whole year and he doesn’t do shit/isn’t there more than half the time. plus, they always end up blowing shit up or breaking shit in which sam always gets blamed for somehow 💔 (if david was asleep it can’t be his fault guys!!!!!!!)

Evelyn

she was homeschooled, but English was always her fave. she loves reading and writing…i mean shit her handwriting looks like the Declaration of Independence……😭 HATES math though. she can do it, but it makes her EXTREMELY frustrated and sends her into a RAGE unlike any other…too many odd numbers near even numbers? bye. (she genuinely just don’t like how the work LOOKS….)

Thomas

hates all the subjects at school but has perfect/above perfect grades in every single one of his classes 😭 HES SUPER SMART. his fave would probably be history though cause he likes to listen about old torture methods and shit like that….but if he takes music theory/music classes in one of his semesters, that would def be his fave. he’s really good at guitar!

Lucian

his fave subject is english!! he’s always been really good at reading and writing from day one. but his WORST subject is science…he can’t keep his eyes open or his head up and almost ALWAYS gets detention in that class. (Mr. Golden HATES his ass for no apparent reason…same guy who called his stepdad down to the school when he fell asleep again and asked HIM what was going on 😝!!!!!)

Melanie

hates all the subjects but does the best in math and does the worst in history. (she has a terrible time at remembering names if there isn’t a face right in front of her, so those historical figures are alien to her….) regardless, she’s failing all her classes because how often she misses, how she never turns in her homework, and how she always sleeps in class…😭

David

HATES SCHOOL ASF…..FAILING MISERABLY. he’s 19 years old as a senior AGAIN bc he got held back once alr 😭 but his best subject is math (he’s actually cracked at it but doesn’t apply himself) and his worst is English, specifically like grammar and stuff 💔

💚 - does your oc prefer being inside or outside?

Max

OUTSIDE!!!!! he loves animals and bugs and flowersss but ESPECIALLY camping!!! he always acts like he’s isolated from society and has to survive on his own knowing damn well he’s in his own backyard 😭 “it’s getting dark…gotta make a fire soon…or i may die…” typa shit 💔

Sam

inside. hates being outside usually. well. unless he’s on a picnic date with riley or something :3 buuut he prefers to be inside reading and away from the bugs ❌

Evelyn

INSIDE 1000%. less ways to die, cleaner, calmer, INSIDE. she doesn’t really like going outside all too much unless it’s her daily walk she doesn’t around the garden…otherwise she’d rather be inside, safe from whatever creatures, critters, and crawlers are out there.

Thomas

inside. there’s a party inside. there’s a bed inside. there’s drinks inside. there’s hot girls inside. 😵‍💫 party + bed + drink + hot girls = YAYYYYY — plus there’s always a possibility of seeing kids and animals outside, so he’d rather stay in.

Lucian

outside :3 he loves gardening!!! planting flowers, picking weeds, watering plants, all that kind of stuff! bonus points when he sees worms or ladybugs or caterpillar…more points for frogs…EXTRA BONUS when he sees fuzzy things like bunnies and ground hogs and mice :3 HE LOVES NATURE!!!

Melanie

absolutely fucking not outside. it messes with her hair, makeup, and overall look. plus, when she’s wearing her fits, she doesn’t wanna get them dirty and/or be too hot/cold, which the outside ALWAYS MAKES HAPPEN!!! she hates that shit. inside 100%.

David

outside. he has to smoke outside so…but he particularly likes to go outside and when it’s dark out. late night drives, back alley walks, seeing cute boys unspoken for—UH OH!!! he likes the outside :3

🍸 - what is your oc's favorite alcoholic drink, if they can drink? if they can drink…lmao…

Sam

he likes light stuff like margaritas, martinis, pina coladas….but sometimes he dabbles in harder stuff, too. his favorite is probably a Bloody Mary.

Thomas

anything with vodka or rum, he’s down. but he REALLY likes himself some Blue Long Island Iced Tea 😝

Lucian

WHISKEY and TEQUILA were always his favorites. he would drink em separate, mix em, whatever….but to be fair, he would practically drink anything given to him. RIP his liver…

Melanie

VODKA WAS HER BABYYYY she loved having any drink with vodka in it. her favorite were screwdrivers or Long Island Iced Tea 🩷

David

like Lu, loves whiskey drinks the most. his favorite are whiskey sours or manhattans!!

🤔 - what are some of your oc's quirks/mannerisms?

Max

laughs EXTREMELY loud, picks his scabs and bandaids, sticks out his tongue + looks up when he’s thinking, bobs his head when he’s listening to music, hums when it’s quiet (hates the silence), can’t sleep without noise, doodles absentmindedly. 

Sam

bites his nails when he’s nervous, stares at his feet while he walks, taps his foot/bobs his leg when he’s upset, rubs his temples when he’s frustrated, always breaks eye contact, and bites the side of his cheek.

Evelyn

mouths/softly repeats song lyrics when she’s stressed, counts various similarities in a room (how many windows, how many pieces of furniture, etc.), rapid blinking when surprised/confused, and stress cleans (makes the bed 100 times while stressing out about something, folds clothes multiple times, etc.)

Thomas

licks his teeth + smile combo when he’s pissed, scoffs consistently, tilts his head when amused/confused, INTENSE eye contact, holds his hands behind his back (typically when he’s lying, tips his chair back (dangerously), and leaning against the wall when talking.

Lucian

never has his shoes tied, constant hand movements while talking, gets SUPER loud when he’s excited, ends sentences in a questioning tone?, avoids eye contact, and consistently uses buffer words like “kinda,” “sorta,” “um,” “y’know?”

Melanie

no sense of personal space, tosses/twirls/messes with her hair, constantly interrupts, eavesdrops consistently, can NOT keep a secret, no sense of direction, unable to hide her emotions, touches makeup constantly, pops bubble gum, and plays with her piercings when she’s bored.

David

hands in pockets constantly, tendency to mumble, sighs heavily (no matter his mood), mutters to himself when he’s pissed, jaw clenches in moments of tension, cracks his knuckles, man spreads DIABOLICALLY often, and lowkey has a thousand yard stare…

[jesuistrestriste]

IMAGINE GIVING SUB!ART HEAD WHILE HE IS DRIVING

(I know we have never interacted but I binge read all of your mike faist characters fics and I’m obsessed with your blog so forgive me for intruding)

three hours, cross-state, is hardly a lengthy roadtrip, but you and art make it feel like one. packing snacks and making playlists for the ride. it's not often that you two will travel within the state; there have always been more occasions that require the two of you to fly. so, it's only natural for this to be treated like a fun little adventure.

almost like a date.

art's got a tournament tomorrow afternoon on the west side, yet he still insisted on being the one to drive.

after about an hour and a half, the songs start to loop back around in the mix and the lull of the highway's soft rumbling against the wheels makes the blonde's lids start to droop. it's warm inside the vehicle as the trees and fields of grass go by, and that only makes it harder to stay conscious.

and when you say something to art to try to get his attention, and he nearly jolts upright in his seat, you know you have to do something to try to keep him awake..

"baby.." you say, giving him a look that says 'cmon now'.

he sighs, blinking and trying to shake the sleepiness from his head.

".. 'm fine, i'm fine.." he tries to protest, fighting your gentle but accusatory expression. he fails. he yawns.

the sight of his tousled golden curls hanging over his forehead, and his strong hands gripping the steering wheel, is all it takes for you to start readjusting in the passenger seat.

you give a soft tug to your seatbelt to coax it to give you more range of motion, and then you're leaning over the empty cupholders between your body and his to start undoing the tie on his loose joggers.

art chuckles weakly and flushes tomato-red all over his cheeks, his gaze darting rapidly from your head hovering above his lap to the windshield.

"woah, woah," he breathes out, "i.. you don't have to do that. and isn't it a little illegal..?"

you smirk, grabbing onto the sides of his pants and pulling them down his hips to reveal just the top half of his boxers. just enough to get ahold of what you crave.

"do you want me to stop?" you speak softly and slowly, lifting your head up to look to his aqua blue irises. his pupils are massively blown, you notice them right away. he's already tenting in his briefs.

art swallows thickly. and then he shakes his head.

you nod, chuckling, and look back down to the last piece of clothing between your skin and his.

"ive got you, babe," you whisper, "just keep your eyes on the road and try not to get us in a wreck, yeah?"

he nods wearily, and a small jolt of his hips follows suit.

you pull down his boxers just enough to let his heavy parts spring out, and then you're leaning in to engulf his throbbing tip in your mouth.

art can't stop it-- he immediately lets out a guttural moan, low in his chest as his face crumples with the pleasure of feeling your soft, wet mouth suckle on his cock. one of his hands shakily reaches down from the steering wheel to affectionately rub over your upper back and neck.

"Ouungh— fuh-fuck..." he whines softly.

you hum around him encouragingly, beginning to bob your head up and down as you feel him swell over your tongue.

his back arches up from the seat, and his hand on your body tightens to fist at the fabric of your top like he's gonna burst.

"mmmph- mhmmm- mhmmm-" you moan around him. he groans, his eyes rolling back into his head, and he starts to needily buck his hips as you suck him in the exact way that always drives him crazy.

in the middle of taking him to the back of your throat, an involuntary hum of surprise is pulled from your chest as you feel the car swerve sharply.

you give a few playful but corrective pats to the side of one of his thighs, and he moans before he mumbles out a rushed 's-sorry, sorry'.

your tongue curls around his shaft, licking up the precome that's mixing thickly with your sticky spit, and you swear that you hear a couple stitches in your shirt tear as he pulls at it and shudders.

his eyes are on the road, but art's mind is wholly consumed by you and everything that you're doing to him. how is it possible for one person to know all of his weak-spots? everything that makes him want to spill down into your tummy as you milk him dry?

his thoughts of disbelief are cruelly interrupted when you begin to suck him faster, hollowing your cheeks and lapping at the underside of his cockhead as your palm strokes the base.

he lurches forward in his seat with a pained whimper right before his legs start to shake; his muscles tensing all over as he tries not to close his eyes and risk running the car off the highway.

"ohhh, shit, hah—please, i'm almost—“ he fucks into your mouth gently, waves of hot aching pleasure building up from his gut as he spares a few looks down into his lap where your head moves earnestly.

you don't hesitate; stroking and laving your mouth over him lovingly and passionately, making sure to hum around him in an effort to send some vibrations up through his pulsing length. you squeeze your eyes shut.

art can't hold back anymore. he just cant.

he's nearly curled over the wheel when his hips jerk once, twice, three times, and then he's crying out as he calls out your name and comes.

it gushes past your adoring lips, glazing them for just a moment before you swallow him down and let the walls of your throat squeeze around his cock.

your boyfriend is sobbing softly with overstimulation and ecstasy, writhing in the driver's seat. your hand only continues to move relentlessly though, stroking his oversensitive shaft and cupping his balls as he chokes on his words.

"oh, please," he whimpers out, fingers still tightly grasping onto your shirt, maybe even harder than before. his toes curl in his court-scuffed sneakers, and he slurs out an assortment of 'too much' and 'so sensitive' and 'i'm done'.

you slurp up his leaking parts and pull yourself off with a soft pop and smack of your lips, grinning as you sit up and look to his dazed expression; chest heaving, legs shaking, eyes lidded. his hand leaves your back to return to the wheel, but you dont miss the way it trembles against the worn leather.

your clean hand reaches up to push back his blonde locks, and he squeezes the steering wheel as he struggles to gain his bearings back. a chuckle leaves your saliva-slicked lips, and you lean in close to his ear as he pants like a puppy.

"you still sleepy?" you whisper lowly.

all art can manage is a soft shiver and a moan, but he shakes his head the best he can.

"good."

safe to say he drove the rest of the way to the destination without so much as a whiff of being tired. the only thing that bothered him during the remainder of the journey was the smug look on your face, and the way his half-hard dick wouldn't go down (no matter how much he tried not to think about your touch).

[crystallizsch]

YUU BIRTHDAY JACKETS ‼️💜🩷

[spiderrcakezz]

Anyway, cardboard Olandy stand <3

(Art by @/anthrophobixx ! Who is also partly where I got the idea from to do this :3)