#5 Different Blog Layouts

[suppermariobroth]

Mario Party 8 contains an unused board originally found in Mario Party 5, where it was also unused. This is the only instance of a board being found in the data of two different games, which are curiously non-consecutive (it is missing entirely from Mario Party 6 and 7).

Top left: an overview of the board. It is very simplistic and could have possibly been a very early version of Toy Dream judging from its layout; however, it is not toy-themed in this state.

Top right: when its space data, encoded in a Mario Party 5-specific standard, is converted to Mario Party 8's standard (and a Star Space is placed), it can be played. Note that the spaces are there and the characters interact with them normally, but they are invisible.

Bottom left and bottom right: more screenshots of the board in action.

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[modpollyblog]

real people have actually been hurt by kittycorn's actions and it is fucking disgusting. but i also understand the importance of archival so that she cannot possibly try and crawl back if she deletes anything.

i am making this post to try and put all archival efforts in one place. if i'm missing anything, feel free to send me an ask/dm.

currently on archive.org:

the kittycorn callout document (33/44 pages, book format)

the kittycorn callout document (all pages, screenshotted)

headaches + solution (explicit nsfw incest cometcare comics. i'm not linking those but they're there trust me)

kittycorn's toyhouse (zip file)

karmageddeon (zip file)

karmageddeon intro (youtube)

karmageddeon: killer in the mirror (youtube)

some thumbnails + refs of leaked sparklecare content (zip file)

sparklecare fonts

sparklecare: snack or sneak (zip file, patreon exclusive unfinished minivolume)

v1 + updated v1

v2 + updated v2

v3

v4

what currently exists of v5 (including leaks)

sparklecare: april fools 2019

sparklecare: april fools 2022

sparklecare ask blog: haunted arc

sparklecare ask blog: we wish uni barry kissmas (out of order)

some privated unfinished sparklecare animations (youtube)

sparklecare: epic gamer moment (youtube)

sparklecare: magazine (youtube)

sparklecare: awoken (youtube)

sparklecare: evacuate the dance floor (youtube)

sparklecare: oh no! (youtube)

uni sign language gifs

barry lectures uni (video)

some sparklecare mini comics

cometcare ask blog: arc 1 intro (out of order)

cometcare ask blog: arc 2 the crash site

cometcare ask blog: arc 3 weird wide web (out of order)

cometcare ask blog: arc 4 lake mock less (out of order)

cometcare ask blog: arc 5 history books (out of order)

cometcare ask blog: arc 6 solar fair 1/2 (out of order)

cometcare ask blog: arc 6 solar fair 2/2

cometcare ask blog: kisswas (out of order)

cometcare ask blog: arc 1 intro (PDF)

cometcare ask blog: arc 2 the crash site (PDF)

cometcare ask blog: arc 3 weird wide web (PDF)

cometcare ask blog: arc 4 lake mock less (PDF)

cometcare ask blog: arc 5 history books (PDF)

cometcare ask blog: arc 6 solar fair (PDF)

cometcare ask blog: kisswas (PDF)

cometcare: you belong with me (youtube)

the original nightstars ask blog

nightstars countdown

nightstars: the sweet escape (youtube)

darker matters archive by raywardreal (zip file)

darker matters ask blog arc 1: launch (out of order)

darker matters ask blog arc 2: time again (out of order)

darker matters ask blog arc 3: 4th dimension (out of order)

darker matters ask blog arc 1: launch (PDF)

darker matters ask blog arc 2: time again (PDF)

darker matters ask blog arc 3: 4th dimension (PDF)

sparklecare preboot: chapter 1 (out of order)

sparklecare preboot: chapter 2 (out of order)

some of the preboot ask blog (out of order)

sparklecare preboot: barry's notes 1 (video)

sparklecare preboot: barry's notes 2 (video)

not on archive.org, but a different archive site:

a tumblr post from leakburner that summarizes the entire sparklecare story

archival tumblr blogs/blogs that have content on them that isn't anywhere else:

anonymous-sparklecarer

leakburner

sparklearchive

wotay27166

sparkleleaks

hemeruni

tfemsly

ooblegoodle

thesparchives

google drives:

darker matters archive by raywardreal (also on archive.org!)

sparklecare archive by robler64

side projects toyhouse archive by dawn-ward

sparchive by the sparklecare archive discord group

sparklecare hospital tumblr layout by anonymous

almost all sparklecare art from tumblr (2017-2025) by anonymous

[rachaelthemes]

Ocular — Version 3

Preview // User Guide // More Info & Install

your favorite sidebar theme just got an upgrade, babeyyy

I went to update Ocular to make it NPF post-compliant and then my hand slipped and I redesigned the whole thing lmao. here's a brief update about Ocular 3; if you're looking for a full list of changes between versions 2 and 3, click the "Read More" below)

Ocular comes with the following features:

Colors: easily change the color scheme of your sidebar and posts using any colors you want

Post sizes: 400px, 500px, 540px, 600px, 700px

Sidebar: can be on the left, right, or above the posts. pick from a list of sidebar sizes, header image heights, and avatar shapes

Fonts: 20 different fonts, sizes 13px to 18px

Background: solid, gradient, full-size image or repeating image

Links: choose either regular navigation or drop-down navigation. unlimited custom links (visit the help desk FAQ for a tutorial) and ability to rename home, ask, submit, and archive links

Endless scroll, custom ask box text, Tumblr's full-width controls and search bar, optional header, avatar, and favicon images

if you already have Ocular installed, version 3 should be coming at you as soon as the update passes the theme garden. if you installed this theme with GitHub, you'll have to re-install manually.

now let's get to the fun stuff. what's new in version 3?

wow, do I have some updates for you!

1. goodbye color schemes, hello post background and text colors

you can now directly control the color of the posts rather than relying on color schemes to do it. want your posts to be a very specific shade of navy? all yours, buddy. go wild (make sure it's readable tho)

2. hello, color schemes! wait I thought we got rid of that guy

a lot of the color schemes I made became redundant now that the new post background/text color options exist. if you were married to the old color schemes, all of them can be recreated using those options. so the new color scheme options are as follows:

"My colors" — uses the colors you picked for post background/text

"Light preset" and "dark preset" — sets the posts to white with black text, or off-black with white text

"Translucent" — uses the colors you choose for post background/text, but makes the post backgrounds semi-transparent. there are NINE different translucent color schemes, ranging from 90% (only slightly see-through) to 10% (VERY see through)

3. navigation dropdown option

you can either use the sidebar links like they were before, or you can turn them into a cute little dropdown (helpful if you have lots of links or links with long titles!) you can enable this using the "use dropdown navigation" setting. you can also customize the label for the dropdown using the "dropdown menu label" setting. for instance, the dropdown on my blog currently says "oooh you wanna click me"

4. RIP google fonts I always hated your load times

decided to stop using Google Fonts and instead I'm providing the font files directly in the code. this will help speed up load times drastically when using custom fonts, plus I don't have to use Google. win-win! there's quite a bit of coverage overlap with the old fonts, but some of them that were too similar to each other got the ax. I also added all of the system fonts as options (hit classics like Arial, Georgia, and Comic Sans MS are now available TO YOU!)

5. more layout, sizing, and spacing options

the sidebar used to be either on the center-left, center-right, or above the posts; now it can go in the top-left or top-right! you can now control the border radius on the posts and sidebar. the header height, sidebar width, and post spacing all have additional options.

6. some options have been renamed for additional clarity

"background color 1" -> "background color"

"background color 2" -> "gradient background color"

"background" -> "background style"

"font override" -> "use body font everywhere"

"title" -> "sidebar title"

"description" -> "sidebar description"

"ask box text" -> "custom HTML above ask box"

7. removed some options

you win some, you lose some. I removed the uppercase sidebar links, theme credit, and inline media spacing options, mostly for redundancy reasons or because they produced unclear results.

8. as previously stated, now NPF-compliant

Ocular was ALMOST compliant with Tumblr's new post format, but had a few tweaks that needed to be ironed out. they're now ironed.

9: now user-friendly right out of the box

I updated the default color and content options, so new users installing this theme will have a much easier time using and customizing it immediately. no more ugly ass green background!

10. and finally, new JS

I had to rewrite some of the javascript for this theme, which turned into me rewriting ALL of the javascript. doing so meant that I could eliminate dependencies on third-party JS libraries and run the whole thing on plain JS. that should improve load times!!

bonus: custom CSS can do some nifty stuff now

want to change the size of your avatar? you can do that now! just do this to your Advanced > Add custom CSS section

super helpful if you're using the Avatar shape: Uncropped setting and you need your image to be a specific size (like a pixelated GIF)

for more info, check out the Ocular user guide. thanks for reading my updates!! hope you all have a fantastic start to your 2024 ❤️

[whisper-cats]

Hellooooo! I’m working on a clangen blog of my own, so I’m going around asking my favorite clangen blogs some questions. I’m happy to get answers to whichever you feel like answering (or none at all if you don’t feel like it!)

What program and file size do you use?

If you use a font, what font is it?

How far ahead do you recommend playing?

Do you have any advice for layouts?

Do you have any tips for lighting/drawing fur?

Do you have any tips for making cats look more unique?

If you do backgrounds, do you have any advice for creating them?

If you use them, where do you recommend finding reference images?

hi hi! Thank you for the questions 1. Clip Studio Paint, my comic pages' size is 1600x2900 pixels when I'm working on it, but that includes empty space on the sides where my lines can go over the limits when needed

2. "HP Simplified Hans Regular"... I sort of want to hand-write all of my text tbh, but I thought I shouldn't make things too energy-intensive for myself

3. Depends what you want the structure of your story to be like. For me the important part was the setting that was generated for me so the moons going forward & the brisk pace that that gives you have less importance for my story than they would for most Clangen stories, and therefore I didn't go very far in the moons before I started sketching down pages

4. nah, i'm a newbie on that

5. can't think of anything, sorry

6. I think looking for uniqueness itself can be kind of a trap, and i think it's most important your characters are distinct from their surrounding cast of characters than them looking unique when looking at the wider art community. Any kind of design can be recognizable if it makes an impact. I think using patterning especially can be something people might fall back on too easily to make characters distinct. These are the other ways I like to try make a cat character recognizable and interesting (among their cast): - Experiment with different, even subtly different whiskers, ear sizes and shapes, fur texture (sleek, puffy, curly, spiky, flowy etc) and where that fur might be most prominent in each character (one fluffy cat might have a huge puffy chest fur, another long hair cat might have their long coat look more heavy and pulled by gravity, another cat might have the puffiest tail but less in the chest, etc). Also of course the usual, like different eye and nose shapes. - Use color contrast to make the character demand more attention to itself. If a cat has a big white patch on their face when the rest of their body is dark, it immediately brings your attention to their face. I often like to play up and heighten the contrast of a warm-toned body against cool-toned eyes like Whisperingpaw's reddish body against his deep blue eyes, but it works just as well in reverse or with other color contrasts. This can be muddied though if the design is full of highly contrasting small elements in unimportant places of the body which instead can just become confusing to the eye. It's why I don't really like designs from for example Genshin Impact

^ Whisperingpaw, I even made his grey pawpads more cooltoned than usual for some extra contrasting details - Try designing two characters at once instead of one at a time. When you design two at once, especially if they have some connection to each other, you can already start laying out some opposing or just different physical traits to them. If you make a huge cat next to a small cat, both of their sizes are immediately noticeable traits about the cats that you can perceive and build on. If you only drew one huge or one small cat, you might not really even register their size as part of their design because there is nothing to compare it to. Let their relationship & direct comparison be something that contextualizes them and gives them something more than an empty paper to relate to - Continuing on the "let the characters have something to compare to", a character will always look more beautiful if they are surrounded by more bland or even "ugly" characters. A character's intricate patterns will be more noticeable if surrounded by very simple-style characters. Use this to your advantage and let things like beauty or cuteness be character-specific traits instead of something expected of each design. This is just another benefit to having a diverse cast, it doesn't just give representation to less charismatic styles of characters (which already has so much value by itself), it lets the "beautiful" designs be more convincing to the eye.

for 7. and 8. i don't have an answer to!

Hope that helps :3

[myownwholewildworld]

wherever you go (a joel miller’s ff) - chapter 6

chapter 5 | series masterlist | main masterlist | chapter 7

pairing: outbreak!2003!joel x f!reader. (it's actually 2004 now)

summary: after months in the wilderness, you finally arrive at chicago. adapting to this new life has its cons, but also its perks. joel's birthday is around the corner, and you have planned for a couple of things you hope he likes...

a/n: hiya! here's chapter six!! it's packed with a bit of everything, especially drama because why not? 🤷 i want to thank you all ― i just realised that the first 3 chapters have hit over 100 notes each! i'm so damn grateful to all of you, honestly. as much as i'm writing for myself, i'm loving how hooked some of you are with this story 😳 also, i'd like to apologise in advance if i have butchered chicago's layout or its history, i did try my best doing some research. as always, thank you all for engaging. i do appreciate any comments, reblogs and/or likes you may want to leave! even asks/requests if you want to! take care lovelies <3 x

warnings: 18+, mdni. mention of Sarah's death. angst. fluff. filthy smut (don't you know me by now?). porn with plot or plot with porn (however you wanna look at it). irresponsible use of contraception (don't do that). consensual somnophilia. dry humping. unprotected piv. masturbation (m and f). creampie. pussy slapping. fisting. squirting. cum play. a bit of assplay. makeup sex. sir kink. “bar” fight. alcohol consumption. blood. stabbing. swear words. mention of past racist events and the precursor to the chicago race riot of 1919. soft!dom!joel. a bit of aftercare. pet names (darlin’, sweetheart). i'm sure i'm forgetting something lol. reader is female, no other description given. reader is mid-late 20s, joel is now 37 (🎉!). no use of y/n.  joel’s and reader’s pov.

w/c: ~6.9k.

tags (let me know if you want to be added/removed from the list pls!): @yesjazzywazzylove-blog @pedrospurplerain @missladym1981 @fancyyoouu @smolbeanzzz

Chicago was definitely not what you had expected at all. Shit had gone down really badly in this place. It took you a week to cross the southwest area, keeping close to Interstate 55 as a reference. The worst you had seen was Chicago Midway International Airport. Airplanes had crashed on the runway, the esplanade was a makeshift cemetery even almost a year after Outbreak Day. Bodies piled on top of each other, fires would break out in the adjacent buildings. The control tower was completely dilapidated. And the grounds were full of clickers.

Tommy, Joel and you made it through the worst neighbourhoods. As you covered more miles, Tommy and Joel realised that this had not been the best idea. But you were already there, so the best option was to move forward. You all had to defend yourselves, and each other. Although the Miller brothers took out many attackers ―humans and infected alike―, you also had your good share of action. You didn’t like it, but you were good at shooting. Your clothes were stained with blood and sweat. You endured, and you survived. That was what mattered.

The whole city was in shambles, divided by two different groups: the government and the rebels. The government held the north side of the Chicago River, from River North Gallery District all the way to Old Town ― basically everything to the east of Interstate 90. The rebels, on the other hand, controlled the south ― all the movable bridges along the whole Wacker Drive, from New Eastside to Chinatown. Anything further south or north, and between Interstates 55 and 90, from Little Village to Naperville, was no man’s land.

You ended up on the rebels’ side randomly. Tommy was not very happy about it, blaming the communists for overpowering the government, but it wasn’t like you had a choice. If you tried to cross any bridge to go northwards, you would be shot at with no warning. From both sides.

It took a while to convince the Rioters ― that was how the rebels called themselves. Two weeks later, on the 20th of August, you were given a place to stay near the Art Institute of Chicago, which was also the operations base. You did try to integrate yourself in this society as you knew it was better to have more friends than foes. The Millers, however, kept to themselves ― Joel more than Tommy, as you had expected. No surprises there.

The flat you were in was in urgent need of repairs but was better than sleeping rough. You and Joel fixed as many things as you both could, while Tommy took cleaning very seriously. It wasn’t much, but it was the place you called home for the last month. The only downside was that it only had two bedrooms, so Joel and you sadly had to share the only double bed available, while Tommy had his own room.

You wouldn’t lie to yourself ― the last four weeks had been pure bliss in a sense. Waking up every day besides Joel had become a delightful habit. He had awakened you many a times either in the middle of the night or in the early morning to give him a hand. Literally. And you had done exactly the same thing when you had needed it. You were sure Tommy was sick and tired of you two, but you didn’t care.

You stretched out, still lying in bed. The morning light had not come through the curtains yet, but it soon would. You rubbed your eyes and then let your arms drop to your sides dramatically. You were not a morning person, but your sleeping schedule was all fucked up. You rolled to your other side in an attempt to get comfortable.

Joel was sleeping on his right side. You had noticed he usually did in the same position. When you had asked him why, he had explained his hearing in his right ear was messed up since his suicide attempt. You wished you could have been faster that day to prevent the gun from going off. Ah, the regrets you both had…

His back was towards you, him facing the door. Despite the repairs you all had done to the flat, it was still not the safest. Every night one of you would make sure all locks were engaged and would bar the front door. A few days ago, someone attempted to break in. Since then, all of you would sleep with a firearm nearby.

Today was Sunday ― 26th of September. Which meant it was Joel’s birthday, as well as the first anniversary of Outbreak Day. The anniversary of Sarah's death would be tomorrow too. You had tried to talk to Joel about today, but he didn’t seem to be interested in celebrating at all, which you completely understood. As much as you wanted to do something, you respected his decision. You had only planned for a couple of low-key things, which you hoped he wouldn’t mind.

He had fallen asleep only with his briefs on, the bedsheet draping around his legs. You couldn’t see, but you were damn sure he had his arms crossed at his chest, always on guard. Your eyes dwelled on his upper body, two perfect dimples on his lower back. His shoulders were broad and toned, his waist smaller. He was not the most muscular guy you had ever seen, but he was perfect the way he was. His calloused hands had shown you multiple times how good he was for you, despite what he thought of himself.

You couldn’t resist, your mouth dry. Your fingertips traced the curve of his neck, then his left shoulder down to his elbow. Your hand caressed his left hip and slipped down to his front, following his V line. Your fingers touched the elastic of his briefs ― and something else.

You gulped down the knot in your throat, your heart beating harder in your chest, when your fingertips brushed over the damp tip of his cock. Joel’s morning wood was so prominent, his glans had slipped out of his underwear and was showing. You wetted your lips as you stroked him carefully. A deep, almost guttural growl flowed from Joel’s chest.

You got closer to him in bed, your nipples grazing the skin on his back even through your pyjamas. It probably wasn’t the best time ― you knew he was tired, but you wanted him so badly. Liquid fire was pooling in your furrow, knowing his erection was right there for you to play with.

Your internal battle didn’t last long.

You pulled down his briefs to free his warm dick. You didn’t need to look to know his shaft was resting against his happy trail, the head touching his belly button. With no hesitation, you wrapped your fingers around his cock, squeezing him delicately. Then you slid your hand down his meaty column, holding him firmly, in a very slow but strong pump.

He groaned, still asleep as far as you could tell, as you started pumping him ― more heat and excitement gathering in your pussy. You dunked your fingers in your panties, touching yourself. You were already wet, the mere thought of making him yours was enough. You kissed his left shoulder at the same time he uncrossed his arms ― his left hand over yours, feeling the rhythm you were imparting on him.

He was awake.

Joel didn’t remember what he was dreaming about, but he was sure it wasn’t this. When he looked down and saw your tiny hand trying to muffle his cock, he closed his eyes with a sigh. That felt damn good. He was knackered after last night’s patrolling shift, but this was exactly what he needed to decompress.

He turned around, his back flat against the uncomfortable mattress. His eyes were pinned on yours, your sweet hand upping the speed. You leaned towards him and invaded his mouth with your devilish tongue. Joel moaned in the middle of the kiss ― his brain completely switched off. He could not think straight when you were handling him like that.

Quickly letting go of his erection and mouth, you got rid of your pyjama shorts and your underwear. Then you doubled down your efforts with the handjob ― his throbbing cock was calling for you. You could see a few drops of precum sliding off his veiny shaft, which you swiftly gathered with your thumb to rub them against his leaking slit. You felt his dick pulsating hard for you ― your cunt palpitating at exactly the same time, anticipating. Your bodies were fully synchronised.

You then climbed on top of him, his balls welcoming the touch from your puffy lips. You rolled your hips against his, looking for that friction you so much loved, and took a deep breath before taking off the top of your pyjamas, throwing it to one side. You bended down, your mouth looking for his, so thirsty.

“Good morning, handsome”, you whispered as a greeting.

“Mhmmm”, was the only thing he managed to hum, sleepy.

You smiled and broke off the contact, straightening your back. His rough hands slid from your knees, across your thighs, to your butt. He clasped your ass cheeks with assertiveness. With no more words than those, you took his steely cock in your hand and lifted your hips. You glided his glans over your damp fold a few times, your cunt beseeching to be stuffed.

You guided his tip to kiss your entrance and descended on his dick slowly, very slowly, the palms of your hands flat against his lower abdomen to steady yourself. You closed your eyes, head tilted backwards, and whined loudly. Each inch was a blessing. Once his cock was entirely inside of you, you peeked back down at him and did a circular motion with your hips. His eyes were so intense you couldn’t look away while you started riding him.

Joel closed his eyes unwillingly when the muscles in his lower belly cramped. He didn’t want to miss a single second of this, so forced himself to open them again ― he loved seeing how the pleasure transformed your beautiful features. Your half-lidded eyes, your lips parted, a river of pearly sweat coming down in between your bosom. Your perfectly round breasts bouncing in front of him. He was a lucky bastard.

He liberated your ass, his hands drifting to your bust, holding your tits. While he kneaded that tender flesh and coddled your nipples, you covered his hands with yours. You were still jumping on top of him, albeit more erratically, as you felt an orgasm hit you with full force. You mewled as your needy pussy discharged the seed of your pleasure all over him, hugging his hard erection, strangling his cock, encouraging him to come with you.

Joel was so damn close to coming, his nuts contracted with equal parts of pain and lust. He could feel your gush soaking his dick. He was about to lose his goddamn mind ― he needed to stop. His hands abandoned your breasts to place them on your butt to help you lift it up, so you would release his cock before it was too late.

“No, it’s okay. Fill me up, please, sir”, you wailed, your palms against his chest, your hips grinding against his.

Joel glimpsed at you with doubt. It was like you could read his mind, because you knew what he was thinking. You smiled softly, your wet pussy palpitating around his cock. You forced your inner walls to contract against him as you leaned forward to kiss him.

“I’ve got the morning after pill. Please, please, Joel, come inside, I beg you. Trust me”, you wept, laying down on top of him.

He thought himself mad for believing you, but he did. Because he was mad for you, regardless of what he tried to convince himself of. He lifted your butt up off his lap with his hands ― with the help of his legs, the heels of his feet against the bedsheets, he thrusted into you like a madman while you remained still on top of him. Drilling your weeping cunt, as hard and fast as he could. He just wanted to know how it felt just once; he wanted you to milk him dry.

Joel fucked you like there was no tomorrow, the room echoing with the squishy sounds and the impact of flesh on flesh. He was fucking you so hard that you came again at the same time he spilled his spent in you ― Joel groaned like you never heard him before. The slick warmth you felt inside made you smile, your face buried in the curve of his neck, your nipples brushing his. With his pulsing dick still inside of you, you bit the skin on his neck, leaving a mark behind.

“Happy birthday, sir”, you whispered in his ear.

That was your gift to him. And to yourself, because you had wanted this from the very first time he impaled you in the forest. You had had to trade a few bits for the morning after pill, but it was worth every single one of them. You felt your cave so clogged with him and his cum, you thought you had descended to hell.

You both stilled, catching your breaths. His dick was still twitching, housed by your greedy, soaked cunt.

A minute later, he sat up on the bed, bit your mouth and lifted your butt up, his cock becoming free. He quickly laid you down in fetal position ― resting on your righthand side, back slightly curved, head bowed, your knees bent touching your breasts. He placed a hand on your left hip and tilted your pelvis a bit forward, so he could inspect your heart-shaped ass and your puffy, reddened pussy framed by your inner thighs.

Just in time to see his cum gushing out of your hole, dripping across your perineum and then going downwards, skidding through your butt cheek. One of his digits caught the semen before it hit the bedsheets, retraced its steps back and shoved the cum back inside of you with the push of his finger.

“You can’t waste my gift to you, baby, it’d be so fucking rude of you”, he purred in your ear, his voice coarse and warm at the same time.

He laid on his side behind you, moving his index in a circular motion, looking for your g-spot and finding it. He stroked it dextrously, sliding it in and out slowly. You closed your eyes, and fisted the bedsheet in your hand, trying to hold onto something. Your mouth shaped a perfect ‘O’ when he bottomed out, quickly adding a second finger. And a third. Then a fourth.

It didn’t take long for your pussy to adjust to such delightful intrusion ― your inner walls felt like clay, reshaping around him. Joel could feel you relax around his fingers and took the chance, introducing his thumb in your pussy too. Now his entire hand was buried in your fluttering cunt, down to his wrist. He remained still for a hot minute while your muscles loosened up to house him.

Then he slowly started to pump his fist inside of you, back and forth, building up a steady pace. Joel bit your shoulder and then kissed it ― his tongue tasting the saltiness of your sweat.

By that point you couldn’t stop moaning very loudly ― the whole building was probably listening to your whoring screams as Joel fisted you relentlessly with his whole hand. Each push propelling his cum further inside of you as if he wanted it to take. He was thrusting you so harsh, your entire body was rocking back and forth on the bed. He was fucking you senseless just with his hand ― and you were loving every single second of it.

Your sticky cunt couldn’t take it for much longer ― it was wet, pulsating, contracting, overstimulated, yearning… Your pussy literally was his, and only his. The orgasm had been building up for so long now that when you let it go, weeping at the top of your lungs, it hit you like a motherfucking truck. Your whole body went into shock while you squirted ― you were shaking due to the force of your own release. For fuck’s sake, you could barely breathe.

You whimpered again when he removed his hand and rubbed your wetness all over your delicate folds. Before you could form a coherent thought, he spanked you on your crotch so firmly it tingled ― you almost died and went to heaven right there and then, biting into the pillow underneath your head. He kept on slapping your quivering cunt until your sensitive clit twitched one last time with devastating pleasure, contracting your uterus so the last trickle of cum oozed out of you. He caught it with his thumb and brushed it gently against your asshole, caressing the tight ring, until you fully relaxed.

You sighed, unable to move. You even felt dizzy. Your limbs felt so limp you didn’t think you could sit up, so you just stayed there, melting against the bedsheets. You hadn’t realised your eyes had welled up until a few tears ran down your cheeks. Tears of complete, utter joy ― there was no other way of describing it.

You were so damn grateful for this man, you swore to yourself you would never let him go. You had been with others, but none of your sexual partners had been so fucking attentive. Joel would always make sure you were completely satisfied, without fail. And that said a lot about him.

You rolled onto your back to look at him, wiping away the tears with a satisfied smile and dreamy eyes. He was still lying down on his side, his elbow against the bed, his head resting on the palm of his hand. He returned your smile ― such gesture transforming his rugged face. So gorgeous it tugged at your heart.

“Y’know, it was supposed to be all the way around today ― me fucking you until you begged”, you confessed, although it was not a complaint.

He grinned, his hand possessively cupping your mound. You parted your legs slightly so he could massage your sensitive furrow. It felt so calming after all that pussy-slapping he gifted you with.

“As redundant as it sounds, plans rarely go according to plan, sweetheart”.

Understatement of the fucking year, you thought.

You just laughed while his hand was still kneading your sticky flaps. Joel kissed your forehead before he took out his hand from in between your legs, your damp, intimate skin being swept by the cold air.

“The morning after pill?”, he asked a minute later.

“I got it from Kelsey, it’s in date. Don’t panic, it’s okay. I have three days to take it. Which made me think… I don’t need to do it straight away, right?”, you glanced up at him, a wide smile on your lips.

“Mhmm, I mean, it would be a waste otherwise, I guess”, he replied, tucking a stray hairlock behind your ear. “But I need a minute here, darlin’. You work miracles, but even I have limits. Wait up”, he mumbled grumpily as he palmed his left wrist, and then got out of bed while he tucked away his member back in his briefs.

Joel headed towards the en-suite bathroom. He came back out only a few seconds later ― you could see panic in his eyes. You sat back up on the mattress quickly.

“What is it, Joel?”, you asked with worry, kneeling on the bed.

“My wristwatch, I can’t find it. I am sure I left it by the sink before I came to bed last night. I can’t lose it. I can’t”, he was now frantically searching his bedside table, panic growing in his tone.

You bit down your lip, because you knew where it was. In the drawer of your nightstand. You had taken it in the middle of the night because your second present was getting it repaired for him today.

“I have it”, you whispered, shrugging with an apologetic smile.

“What? Why?”, he approached you, extending his hand towards you, his tone so serious. “Give it back now”, he almost growled at you.

His reaction took you completely off guard. Why was he so possessive over a broken watch? Trying to understand the sudden change in Joel, you opened the drawer and took it out.

“I just wanted to get it fixed for you, as a gift”, you didn’t understand what was happening.

“You have not fixed it, have you?! Because if you have―”, he snatched it off your hand, inspecting it.

You frowned ― his attitude towards you was completely off. What the hell was going on?

“Don’t you dare touch my fucking things, is that clear?”, he snapped.

You looked at him blankly, speechless. Then your own temperament started to shimmer under the surface.

“Wow, wow, wow ― Calm the fuck down, Joel. It’s just a broken, useless watch―”, you stopped yourself because of his perplexed look.

“Shut up. It’s not just any watch. You don’t fucking understand”, he yapped.

“I would try and understand if you just fucking explained it to me?!”, you shouted at him while you got dressed. “What is your fucking problem, Joel? What’s up with that watch? I don’t read minds!”.

“Forget it”, he grumbled, strapping the watch to his wrist before putting his trousers on and grabbing a T-shirt, heading towards the door.

“That’s it? You just up and leave?”, you repressed the urge of throwing a pillow to his head.

“I’ve got stuff to do”, he muttered.

A few seconds later, you heard him opening the front door. Then he slammed it shut.

It was around lunchtime now and you had not seen Joel since this catastrophic morning. While you had the impression that Joel’s reaction was due to something he would not speak about, he had no fucking right to treat you that way. You were just trying to do something nice for him, that was all.

You walked through the main hallway of the Art Institute of Chicago. It was rammed with people running around ― some armed, some not. You didn’t think that humanity would prevail in big groups in such circumstances, but it did.

The Rioters had established some sort of order. People had tasks to do, everyone working together to build up a community. Chores were allocated according to people’s skills. Joel had been put on patrolling shifts, Tommy was helping with carpentry and other building jobs, and you were in the hunting group. As much as you hated pulling the trigger, you were a very good shot. All thanks to your good old Texan father.

You were on your way to check with the group if there were any plans of going out today when you got interrupted.

“Hey”, someone tapped you on the shoulder.

“What’s up, Joyce?”, you looked at the older woman when you turned around.

Joyce was around fifty five years of age, maybe more, and was the kindest soul you had ever met. She had welcomed you to Chicago like a mother a daughter. Joyce showed you around, explained how the Rioters worked and guided you in the right direction. Because as good as everything looked, there was still darkness lurking around.

She was also the best cook ever. Like, no jokes, she could transform a tasteless rabbit in the most flavourful stew your tastebuds had ever been in contact with.

“I just finished cooking, do you want some stew?”, she asked with a warm smile.

Your stomach growled at the mere idea.

“Fuck yeah”, you replied ― your duties could wait, surely.

“Watch your language, kiddo”, Joyce reprimanded you.

“Sorry, sorry”, all that time you spent with Joel was showing.

You followed her to the canteen and patiently waited for Joyce to pour some stew in a bowl. You then went with her to a table where more people were sat down. You didn’t know any of them, so Joyce introduced you. You were damn sure you weren’t going to remember one single name by the time you walked out the door.

“So, you’ve never heard the story of Eugene Williams?”, one of the men asked rhetorically to a younger fellow across the table, who shook his head in reply. “He was a black kid in 1919, when racial segregation was still in place here in Chicago. The summer of 1919 was so hot the kid wandered off to the white side of Chicago beach without realising. A man threw stones at him until the kid drowned and died. That was what ignited the Chicago Race Riot of 1919 ― and why we, the resistance, go by the Rioters”.

You listened to every word while you ate your meal. After hearing that explanation, many things made sense. Although they named themselves the Rioters, there were no riots in the streets ― actually, people seemed happy here, given the circumstances.

“That’s right, Walter, younger people need to learn about the past, so those mistakes are never repeated again”, said Joyce.

The conversation then moved on to present times, the people talking about the continuous fight against the so-called government.

Joel got the afternoon patrolling shift that day, which he thought was a killer, considering he did the night shift last night. But it was good in a sense ― it would keep his mind occupied. You had angered him so much this morning, it had set his mood for the rest of the day. The thought of you erasing that memory had maddened him so bad, he had to walk out before he said something he would later regret.

That watch was the only anchor chaining him to what little remained of his humanity. A gentle reminder of what could have been but wasn’t. Every day he wondered how Sarah would be doing in this new world. And most days, he was just somewhat grateful she wasn’t here to see what had become of civilisation. The unspeakable horrors she would have witnessed and suffered but didn’t ― it was very little consolation to a father, but it was better than nothing.

He absentmindedly touched the watch on his wrist, ensuring it was properly fastened.

Joel was stationed with other people in front of Bataan-Corregidor Memorial Bridge. In those long, never-ending hours, there was no activity on the other side of the bridge, but they had to remain vigilant nonetheless. By the time the next group showed up, it was already half eight in the evening.

Joel headed towards the headquarters to sign off and go home. He was already on edge, thinking about what he would say to you to appease you. Because he was damn sure you would be waiting for him, ready to pick up the fight where you both left it. As Joel walked past the canteen, he heard a familiar voice.

Tommy was on his feet, yelling at a man, his accusatory index pointing to the guy. Joel rolled the eyes to the back of his head ― he was sure his brother was so drunk he would probably not remember any of this the next day. Joel shook his head with disappointment ― some things would never change, not even when the world had gone to shit.

He planned to ignore the situation and get back home to you, when a fight started. Joel groaned in despair, debating what to do. But a man chose for him ― he saw how a bloke approached Tommy from behind, knife on hand, and he knew he had to do something. Joel quickly closed the distance in stride and grabbed the man from the neck of his shirt, pulling him backwards until the dude stumbled with his own feet.

Madness broke out, the whole canteen becoming a battling ground. People were fighting each other over absolutely nothing, throwing punches in the air.

“Tommy!”, he shouted angrily, while the younger Miller turned around and simply smiled.

That fucking pissed him off big time.

“Are you fucking out of your mind? How much have you been drinking?!”, Joel wanted to punch his brother so bad, he really had to control himself.

“Not enough”, he babbled.

As Joel approached his brother, ready to fight him if necessary, the man he had pushed away from Tommy tapped his shoulder. When Joel turned around, the dude punched him in the face and then stabbed him in the lower stomach.

Joel froze for a second, his back slightly curved, his brain coming to terms with what just had happened. He looked down while his hand gripped the handle of the knife. He knew not to remove it because it was the blade what prevented him from bleeding out. Then Joel glanced back up at the same guy and, without thinking, he removed the knife from his flesh and sticked it on the man’s shoulder with a growl.

Joel’s wound started to bleed like a pig in a slaughterhouse. Not that he noticed anyway, because hell literally broke loose.

It wasn’t late late, only ten in the evening, but none of the brothers was around when you returned home, which was weird. You could understand if Joel was avoiding you, but Tommy? You frowned as you called for them, shutting the main door behind you. Nothing, no reply at all.

Before you could walk to the living room to see if there was a note or something, someone knocked on the door.

You looked through the peephole. Joyce was standing outside, worry wrinkling her aged face. You opened the door.

“What’s the matter, Joyce?”

“It’s Joel, he’s in the infirmary”, she whispered while placing a soft hand on your forearm.

You just stared at her, bewildered.

“Huh? The where?”, you repeated, while her words started to sink in, your stomach contracting with fear.

“Come with me, kiddo”, Joyce took your hand, guiding you through the apartment building.

The next time you blinked, you were in an outbuilding outside the headquarters. Joyce palmed your hand with hers, in a calming gesture, while she took you to the far end of the shelter. The old lady planted you in front of Joel’s bed, and let go of you with a “take care”.

You stood there for a long minute, still trying to grasp what the hell had happened. He was asleep, his head slightly tilted away from you ― or so you hoped he was. Joel had no shirt on, a bloody bandage covering the right side of his abdomen. You got closer, your heart pounding in your throat.

“He’s fine, it’s just a scratch”, you looked up, befuddled.

Tommy was sitting in a plastic chair on the other side of the bed. He was crouching forwards, his elbow against his knee, head pressing against the palm of his hand. Tommy then smiled, which completely perplexed you.

You were about to reply, but suddenly Joel did instead.

“Fuck off, Tommy. Get your ass somewhere else”, he gritted his teeth.

You hadn’t noticed it yet, but you had been holding your breath, because suddenly you felt a stone being lifted off your chest. You glanced at the younger Miller, who had gotten up with a smile. When he walked past you to go outside, you smelled it. The stench of alcohol made you wrinkle your nose unconsciously.

Joel wrapped his fingers around your wrist to get your attention, so you turned around to look at him, so confused you couldn’t even form a sentence. Joel had already adjusted the pillow on his back so he could be somewhat sat up.

“It’s alright, no need to cry”, he said raising one of his hands to sweep away your tears.

You had not realised you were crying. Giving it a second thought, you probably had been since you left home. You pursed your lips and nodded, quietening your sobs.

“What…?”, you muttered, resting your cheek against his palm before placing a kiss on it.

“Tommy got into a fight in the canteen. He’s so drunk he probably won’t remember a thing tomorrow. A man tried to stab him, and I got in the way ― that’s all, sweetheart. No serious damage, just some stitches”, he tried to calm you.

You wished Tommy was still in the room, because you would have loved to slap the shit out of him for being so irresponsible. What the hell was he thinking? Joel was hurt because of him, and he had just left smiling as if it wasn’t so serious.

“Just leave him be, it’s worthless trying to speak to him in such a state”, something in Joel’s voice told you this wasn’t the first time he had been in this situation.

“Are you sure you’re fine? Joel, please, don’t lie to me―”, you mustered, trying to keep your tears in check, as you caressed his cheek.

He heavily sighed as he scooted over to one end of the tiny bed, leaving enough space for you to join him. You got on the gurney quickly, nestling against him, your arm across his chest in a half embrace. His body heat calmed your nerves a bit, although your hands were still shaking.

“I’m fine, I’m not lying. They won’t let me leave yet though, the nurse said I need to stay here for a couple of hours, until she’s certain the bleeding has stopped”, he explained, his fingertips tracing the shape of your right shoulder.

“I’m not going anywhere”, you said with a small voice, your left cheek against his chest.

Joel didn’t fight you on that, so you stayed by his side. His left hand was resting just below your face, his broken watch strapped around his wrist. You bowed your head a bit and kissed his knuckles.

“I’m sorry about this morning, I thought fixing your watch was a nice thing to do, considering it’s been broken since I met you”, you tried to explain yourself, but Joel hushed you by cupping your chin so your eyes would meet his.

“You have nothing to be sorry about. I know you meant well. It’s just…”, you heard him gulp down, as if the next words were extremely painful to say out loud. “Sarah fixed this watch for me on my last birthday. It’s been stuck at 2.40 AM since… since we both got shot. One of the bullets broke it”, he recounted in a husked voice, his brown eyes focused on the timeless sphere.

Then it hit you. That was Sarah’s time of death. And, unknowingly, you almost ruined the last memento Joel possessed of his daughter. His most precious treasure. You felt sick to your stomach at the mere idea of being responsible for such a thing. Had you known, you would have never even considered doing what you had planned.

“Gosh, Joel, I’m sorry. I swear to you I didn’t know”, you breathed out desperately.

“I know, baby. I should have told you that instead of getting angry and for that I apologise, but I just couldn’t…”, he clenched his jaw, and you tried to soften his expression with the touch of your fingers.

“Don’t apologise, please”, you kissed his bearded jaw and remained in comfortable silence for the next two hours, until Joel was finally discharged.

The next day you both stayed home. Tommy had tried to apologise when he came back to his senses, but Joel was having none of it. The younger Miller eventually understood that his brother just needed space until he decided to forgive him and gave up in his efforts. You were alone with Joel all day, making sure he was okay and helping him clean the wound. Those stitches were going to leave a nasty scar on him, but it was better than the alternative. It was healing well, no signs of infection, for which you were so pleased ― probably more than him. You almost had to tie him to the bed so he would stop fidgeting around ― Joel was going to get the wound open again if he didn’t remain still for a bit.

You knew Joel was just trying to keep his brain busy because this day marked a year since Sarah was wrongly snatched from his life. That was why he was so taciturn and quiet today, and you let him be for the most part.

When he sat down on the couch in the afternoon, you just nestled against his body, in silence, his arm affectionately enveloping you.

Nighttime came around soon enough, and you both got into bed. Joel spooned you as soon as he laid down behind you, his right arm hugging you, his chest against your back. You soon fell asleep in his warm embrace, feeling protected and content.

Joel woke up a few hours later, one of his recurrent nightmares haunting him. He grumbled in displeasure and got out of bed to change the dressing over the wound. He did so efficiently and returned to bed, slipping under the bedsheets quietly.

Another hour went by, and he was still awake, his eyes on the ceiling.

He rolled onto his left side and saw you sleeping peacefully, in the exact same position you fell asleep. You had not moved one inch. Joel smiled softly as he got closer to you, sliding his arm around your waist and dragging you over to him, looking for your soothing warmth.

Unconsciously, you wiggled your hips to bury your butt in his bulge, and Joel contained a pitiful moan. Your perfectly round ass was innocently embedded in his groin. Now he was sure as hell he was not going to be able to fall back asleep. Irremediably, he pressed his manhood against your buttocks again, looking for that friction.

Joel felt his cock tense up, an erection taking hold. He freed his manhood, slowly pumping himself ― his leaky tip brushing your asscheek until a wet patch adorned your panties. Even if he wanted to, he couldn’t resist. You were all curled up, drooling on the pillow, faintly snoring, your knees slightly bent. He cut the distance between you and shoved his dick in your thigh gap, his shaft rubbing against your pussy covered by your underwear.

Sweat gathered on his brow as he rocked his pelvis back and forth, your thighs sweetly compressing his cock ― the tip feeling cold when it overhung on the other side. Joel kissed your shoulder, his hand gently placed on your hip to steady himself.

“C’mon, baby, wake up”, he husked near your ear, gently nibbling your earlobe.

You hummed, half awake. You felt your body being rocked, your eyes fluttering open and looking downwards. Through half-lidded eyes, you saw Joel’s glans sticking out through your thigh nook, then disappearing from sight to reappear again. You smiled pleasantly, shutting your eyes, as you felt your needy cunt melt for him. You pursed your lips with delight.

“Can I have my birthday present again, sweetheart?”, he whispered in a constrained tone.

You nodded, scatterbrained.

You were drenching your underwear so bad, there was a visible damp, darken spot right in the middle. Joel pulled back from in between your legs and pushed the bridge of your panties to one side. He lodged his cock in between your puffy lips, sliding it through your entire slit a couple of times to douse himself with your fluids.

“You’re soaking wet, baby”, he muttered as you let out a soft moan when Joel pressed his tip against your dripping hole, your flesh parting as the Red Sea.

Then Joel slowly pushed his hard cock in inch by inch down to his balls. His right arm hugged you, poising you in place and sneaking his hand under your pyjama top to hold one of your full breasts. He stilled for a second, feeling your cunt sheathing him like a warm glove. He thrusted once, twice, thrice. You lost count after that, Joel plunging into you from behind, gaining erratic speed. You grasped the bedsheet in your fist, your spit pooling on the pillowcase.

You placed a hand on your mound and a few seconds later, you slipped it under your panties. With the palm against your clit to cause some grinding, you could feel Joel coming in and out of you in between your index and middle fingers. Your gushing cunt started palpitating around his slick cock, your inner walls squeezing him hard as you came, mewling like a kitten in heat.

Joel quickly followed you, his cum filling you up, breathing roughly behind you. You tilted your head towards your right to look at him over your shoulder. He kissed you, first gently, then more demanding, while his dick was still throbbing with the last wave of his release. Joel pinched your nipple before freeing your mouth.

“There you go, sweetheart, so you don’t forget who you and your tight pussy belong to”, he groaned as he pulled out of you.

“Thank you, sir”, you said gratefully.

Joel put your underwear back in place and pressed the palm of his hand against your wet panties, his cum trickling out with yours and swamping the piece of clothing even more, saturating it, almost as if you had pissed yourself.

“Go back to sleep, darlin’”, he kissed the nape of your neck, his hand still lodged in your thigh gap, hard pressed against your satisfied, clothed pussy. You loved how possessive he was of you, literally claiming your cunt for himself at every chance he got.

With a pleased sigh, you tucked your hands under your head and fell back asleep within seconds.

The earth was round again.

[inkcomposer]

◟⸝⸝₊ Inkcomposer 220 Followers Event ᐟᐟ◞

First of all I wanna thank everyone so much for this big achievement, I never thought I could get this far this soon and I'm very happy to see that people like my work!

Now, thanks to this I made a poll, the decision was made and my followers decided an event would be, so here it is! Please take your time and read this post if you're interested in participating :D

⟡ ݁₊ Event Rules + Info ⸝⸝⸝𓃦

You can make any kind of edit you want, graphics, buttons, stimboards, moodboards, decor, layouts, psd, whatever you feel like making, is totally up to you what type of edit you'll do

Make sure to tag me and use the tag #zrespevent220, if you don't do it your entry won't be counting for the event and there's a chance I won't see your edit

The event will start on February 25th and ends on March 12th so you have a good amount of days to do it, I'm posting it now so others are prepared to start the event

There would be 7 prompts in total, but I'm giving 15 days so no one feels rushed!

If you want me to count you as a participant for the participation prize you need to do at least 4 prompts, anyone that does all the prompts gets an entry to the full prizes roulette, plus anyone that makes all prompts using my whitelist gets an extra entry!

If you have a question regarding the event send an ask!

⟡ ݁₊ Prompts ⸝⸝⸝𓃦

Prompt 1: Something space related or Something fox related

Prompt 2: A non human /humanoid like character or An animal character

Prompt 3: Your favorite aesthetic or Your anti-aesthetic

Prompt 4: Pokemon caffeine club related or Something food related

Prompt 5: A crossover of medias or A mix of different aesthetics

Prompt 6: A character you think I'd love or A character you think I'd hate

Prompt 7: One of my favorites in my whitelist or Free day

⟡ ݁₊ Prizes ⸝⸝⸝𓃦

Everyone that participates (at least 4 prompts done) get to claim a rentry graphic or frame with priority! Note: If you won one of the 3 big prizes you don't get this gift

First place: Tumblr blog pack + Theme pack or Rentry decor 2 + Theme pack

Second place: Theme pack or a Rentry decor 2 + 3 blinkies

Third place: Decor set or Page decor + 2 userbars

Important to note that because these are prizes they're not attached to the "only whitelist" rule I have in my normal requests info, but I won't be taking anything from my blacklist

Thank you sm for reading and I hope to see the edits of everyone!! Please have fun with this event :D

Tag list: @cat-webp @skeletonenthusiass (idk who else to tag, reblog if you want ig)

[musik-iz-my-drug]

epilepsy and eyestrain warning for my blog! My blog has a flashing rainbow lights header and a eyestrain layout. please comment on a post telling me to block you or block me if that is something you're sensitive to.

hobbies for musickin

1) find out what instrument / electric noise sounds the most like you! see which noise or type of music connects you. what can you imagine yourself sounding like?

2) imagine the colors and way the song would move. imagine the different instruments and sounds as different colors and shapes. make them go with the melody and close your eyes. connect with yourself.

3) dance, even if its something so small as moving your foot to the beat of the music. trust me it feels amazing.

4) if available then go to raves and parties. if you're anything like me and have horrible anxiety then make your own rave. blast music that feels like you and jam out by yourself. you are the party.

5) lay down and put some music on. try your best to forget your surroundings and focus on the music, if done right you should feel like you're in a void, don't pay attention to anything but the music. your body will tingle and you'll feel like you're just floating in a void. focus on the music and not anything else. trust me, its euphoric

6) try to draw what the music looks like to you. the shapes, the colors, even the sounds, try to draw it out on paper. visualize the sounds in your head. make it what seems familiar to you.

[foxlorist]

100 FOLLOWER EVENT !

Hie guys! In celebration of 100 followers, I decided to do a silly event themed around the idea of comfort zones, since this blog has pushed me out of mine since I started it! (pos)

Anyone can participate, since I think it's important for people to try to get out of their comfort zone every so often. Sorry for no cool post graphics I've been so pressed for time recently.

Rules, prompts, and prizes under the cut !

RULES

The event will start on Wednesday 29th January, and will end the following Wednesday. There are only 4 pairs of prompts, but the extra time is for people to join late / if they miss a day (I am still SO thankful that I had extra time during the first event I did bc I got ill).

Any kinds of edits are allowed: moodboards, PSDs, graphics, layouts, buttons, anything you'd like! Because the theme of this event is comfort zones, I encourage you to experiment with something you haven't tried before!

Tag your submissions with #foxlorist100 , and tag me in your post to make sure I see it. If you have any questions, feel free to send an ask in my inbox, or DM me !

PROMPTS

You may choose either of the prompts from this list, though I encourage you to pick the prompt that pushes you out of your comfort zone the most. I tried to make each pair of prompts with one being safer, and the other pushing a little further out, but either is fine. You may also do both prompts for the same day, and I will give small prizes to those who do

1) Edit a character you would love to switch places with

OR Edit a character you would hate to switch places with

2) Edit a character you like the design of from a media you've never interacted with

OR Edit a character you dislike the design of from your favourite media

3) Edit in a colour palette you've never tried / dislike

OR Edit in a style you've never tried / dislike. For inspiration, try looking through the tags on this post

4) Repeat the prompt from the last set that you enjoyed most with a different character / media

OR Free day!

PRIZES

I am not great at prizes, so it's VERY likely that I will only start them after Feb 14th (the deadline date for a massive project I have in college). People who complete all the days of prompts will be entered into raffle, and I will draw the winners from a wheel. Only 2 place prizes because I don't really have much to offer, sorry.

1st Place: 2 graphics, 10 imvu buttons + pride buttons

2nd Place: 1 graphic, 5 imvu buttons + pride buttons

Participation (completing all of the prompts): 3 imvu buttons OR pride buttons

[kiras-law]

light for the ask game! :D

heheheheheh .......... you arent even ready for this . its gonna be a lot of rambling and crying and sobbing .

fav thing about them: he is so evil ...... evilest guy .... hes a fucking freak the fact that he just doesnt know anything about normal people is so auauauhgh 2 me .... hes so perfect but hes just Not .

least fav thing about them: i mean . i guess that hes a raging misogynist like thats not cool . but its also something i wouldnt like if it was removed . its part of him yk .

fav line: i like the scene hes like kira might have to kill his family .... i also like 'alright ! time to study !' hes so dumb in it ! dumb guy .

brotp: ryuk+light theyre so funny . i wish we saw them play mario kart together . i like the panel where light is feeding ryuk the apple its so cute . i want them to be friends .

otp: lawlight you already know . ohhh they are everything to me . they are !! the same !! but so different !!!! its fascinating to me their dynamic is just unlike any other ship ive liked before . they have me in a chokehold . i love their cat and mouse and the fact that they want to kill each other and also that they could never have met any other way . throws up all over the floor .

notp: any ship where light is in love with a woman i think . he is Lsexual to me im sorry . i love yagamane but only toxic and terrible yagamane . im sorry any kiyomi/light shippers or something i dont know who people ship him with .

random headcanon: ohh light with ocd is just so canon to me . unfortunately there are so few fics w it .... i think he has very number based ocd and also one of his obsessions is keeping himself and his space clean . if he feels dirty he will shower over and over again 2 me ..... i think he also has some picking habits .. esp at the skin around his nails . oops . projecting . also thats two my badd .....

unpopular opinion: hmmm um um um ..... maybe that i dont despise yagamane ?? i like that hes terrible and evil ?? im sorry i do not know what opinions are unpopular .

song i associate w them: ohh fuck yes . lets do a few .

take me back to eden - sleep token . idk man . i love this song and i think about light when i listen to it .

phony - tsumiki . yeah . the title .

manimani - r-906 . i associate a lot of songs about forgiveness and gods with light .....

boku no kamisama - maigo . speaking of gods .

ok i will stop there i should make him a playlist im kinda ass at character playlists though .. idk .

favorite picture of them: my darling baby boy . i love his big brown eyes so much . hes a few because this is my post and my blog .

1. hes being evil here but hes got big brown eyes . 2. i like it when hes comfy . 3. i also like it when hes smug n proud of himself its so cute .

4. look at his big ol eyes .. hes so facking cute . 5. evil in context but cute . 6. sassy

7. ok ate 8. cuties .... 9. cuties part 2 ...... this one is on my lawlight phone layout .

[anglbnny]

⋆. Blog rules:

Blog rules before you follow / requesting rules / fandoms

Rules:

1. My rules are nothing out of the ordinary and not hard to follow but if you still can't respect them. please don't come into my blog. 2. remain respectful/kind to me, whoever I interact with, and whoever interacts with me. 3. If you're a minor, don't interact with me, or I'll have to block you. If you're under 18 and choosing to follow me, don't mention your age. At the end of the day, I can't control what you read and who you follow. 4. all characters that i write about are aged up. sometimes i'll forget to mention it but it should go without saying. 5. Don't rush me. my uploading schedule is very inconsistent. i'll post when I have time. The same goes for requests. I won't ignore anyone but that doesn't mean i'll have your request written the next day.

6. DO NOT copy my work. it takes a lot of time to write down whatever I post. If you feel inspired by it. you can send a quick message or give credit. it's not hard. I'm a nice person and I won't take it the wrong way if you just tell me you want to write a piece inspired by mine.

7.Lastly, I post some morally grey content, like dark con, non con, etc., and so if that isn't your cup of tea, like I said, feel free to click off.

requesting:

1. My request will be open almost all the time. I'll try my best to get to every request on time but sometimes it may take longer than necessary. 2. I'm open to writing everything unless it crosses some lines. I'm very chill about my requesting rules. 3. The same goes with sending in asks. I love when you guys talk to me or give me your opinion on things. but if you wanna hate and tell me stuff like my work is copied or whatnot. i'll just ignore it. Everything on this blog, I worked hard on. Almost everything was my idea and even if something is 'copied', i'll always give credit where it's due. 4. Things I will NOT write. piss/scat. foot fetish. physical abuse, readers of specific colour/race/bg (this has nothing to do with racism. For instance, i wouldn't write about a black reader, since I myself am not black and that would feel disrespectful), gender-neutral readers 5. everything else is okay. unless if I see something very out of the ordinary, then probably no. I'm also fine with people requesting certain AUs or specific kinks.

˙ᵕ˙ fandoms:

Fandoms I write for: .ᐟ JJK .ᐟ Tokyo revengers .ᐟ Blue lock .ᐟ bungou stray dogs .ᐟ Haikyuu (sometimes) .ᐟ Love and deepspace .ᐟ Demon slayer .ᐟ Chainsaw man .ᐟ Attack on titan .ᐟ Devil may cry Fandoms i'll write for in the future: .ᐟ windbreaker .ᐟ black clover .ᐟ Arcane

˙ᵕ˙ plagiarism:

Do not copy my work. Do not copy my layout. Do not copy my post and blog layout. There is a difference between being inspired by someone and straight-up copying them. and I'll know which one you are. 2. Whatever it may be if you feel inspired by anything of mine. just drop a message, it's not that hard. I don't bite. I'll appreciate you more that way and i'll even check out your work. BUT if i find people copying my work and theme, i'll block you. 3.don't copy my pngs and dividers and use them for yourself. They take a long time to make and it's very disrespectful to steal someone else's hard work. 4. lastly, I know i'm not the first person on this platform with this layout. I myself have been inspired by blogs outside of the anime Tumblr community. I haven't yet found anyone in the anime Tumblr community with a similar style as mine. I'm not saying there isn't anyone who can't have this or has had this layout before me, i'm just saying i haven't seen any. So even if there are blogs that look like mine. I don't want people attacking me for copying them because however i'm designing my blog, I came up with that idea. I really hate when people copy my work, so i would never do that to anyone. I'm an honest person and if i feel that people are saying my blog layout is copied, i'll reach out to that person and talk to them. 5. i'll say it one last time because people don't read and jump to conclusions. I assure you there are many people on anime tumblr with similar blog style and writing style as mine, who have been here well before me. but i haven't seen anyone like that so far. and even if i do eventually come across someone with a similar layout, IT DOESN'T MEAN I COPIED THEM. many people may not know but blogs like these are very common outside of the anime community.

ꨄ︎Anglbnny | Do not copy, steal or translate my work and pngs. you'll be blocked.

[Mlist]

[just-ghaleon]

NEW ASK GAME: Tell me to finish one of my 105 Lunar clipstudio and paint tool sai drawing WIPs

Send me an ask or reply in the comments! :3c (plz&thnx, I need the prodding to actually FINISH stuff ;;u;;)

You can also pester me for more Queer Lunar Theory and Headcanons at the same time, if you want! <3

WIP Queue List (TY <3):

@musicalmeowsandcandiedlemons wants to see ghalliebutt.clip :3c - FINISHED! Posted! :3c

ghaleons ankle monitor.clip is whispering dark secrets to @zombiemollusk >:3 - DONE! Posted!!

@fyeahlunar wants to see ALL ^^;;;;;;; (yeah me too, i'm tryinggg) narrowing it down:

lunar strip poker (lunar uno is a companion piece ;3) - It's done!! Now posted!!!

luna meets ghaleon - Old Art Redraw project, considering attack angle...

lemia comforts ghaleon - Refining sketch and colors...

ghaleon being soft series - ehehehe, so these files are completely blank XD Sometimes I just make files with titles of what I'd like to draw while I'm waiting for poses to come to mind.. ^^; I did a quick rough sketch in each one!! One step closer to done, lol!

dead xenobia reaction - Still coloring and inking lmao

eb dyne prank - Thumbnails done! Refining layout...

blue star eclipse - Finished! Posted!!

a new journey - Refining sketch MORE...

a new perspective - Finished!! Posted!

jb cast 5 years later series - These files were completely blank lol, have pasted the old pencil sketches into corresponding files, and started sketches for the ones I never had pencil sketches for!

mewthemew on my discord wants me to finish proto ghaleon.clip! - Sketch already complete, need to start dropping in colors...

(Reply or send an Ask to Queue a WIP! <3)

Misc Requests Queue (Always feel free to send me random Lunar drawing requests! They feed meee, and give me a good excuse to do more drawing memes if I'm in the mood for 'em):

Luna and Lucia for @fyeahlunar - It's finished!!

Continuing Lunar Queer Theory episodes for @zekedms - Episode 2 in progress!

Kyle and Jess hanging out in dresses for @tiphares - Finished!

Lunar Zine Progress:

Made a project blog! (but it's uncustomized at the moment.) @lunarzine

Need to decide on deadlines...

And a page minimum...

And the physical size of the zine...

So I can make margin templates...

Need to install Scribus and find some tutorials... (Hopefully it's not too drastically different from InDesign.)

Need to research setting up a Google form for submissions...

And when most of that is done, I'll be ready to call for submissions!

[modoreadsttrpgs]

Game Reactions: SUPERSTARS Racing Icons

Link: https://feelingfickle.itch.io/superstars-racing-icons

I’m back on the motorsports idea again. This is the second game from Mint’s list (https://www.tumblr.com/theresattrpgforthat/748009076009697280/any-games-about-cross-country-racing-or-just) that I’ve checked out. Turned out I already owned this from a past bundle purchase! So… technically this is reading a game I already own rather than buying a new one, even though it wasn’t actually in my backlog?

Anyway, it’s a Firebrands hack about racing. I haven’t actually read Firebrands, but I’ve heard about it, as a game from Meguey Baker and D. Vincent Baker of Apocalypse World fame. Firebrands is here, and is about mechs so I’m sure I’ll end up buying it at some point: https://lumpley.itch.io/firebrands

As I understand it, Firebrands is essentially a series of mini-games with limited mechanics, a sequence of scenes framing and encouraging roleplay and collaborative storytelling. Superstars uses that framework to facilitate stories about racing. Although it’s themed around modern motorsports quite directly, with images of formula cars and motorbikes etc throughout, it’s explicitly built to support anything that you could deem ‘racing’ - pod racing? Sure. Mech racing? Why not! I’d say that some of the language (though not much) refers directly to tires or pit stops, or other things that you would need to address if your setting is significantly different.

It’s a 34 page zine, and looks really good. Every page has a full background shot, mostly of a car or track, some of other possible settings, but they’re all heavily glitched and distorted so you’re dealing with vibrant colours. Text is white, sitting on semi-transparent black blocks, so it’s legible whilst letting the background stand out as well. It’s kind of busy, but the font is very neutral and clean, and the layout itself doesn’t go wild, so it’s a pleasant read.

There are a few character backgrounds to choose from, these are really well done and very recognisable to any motorsports fan. Players then determine their relationships with each other and get underway. The mini-game/scene format means that you’re getting a broad view of your character’s interactions, with 4 or 5 (depending if you count practice) of the 8 total scenes being set away from the track. It was so interesting for me, reading this soon after Grid Beef and with research for my own idea in my mind. Grid Beef was weighted toward on-track action, and it helped me to realise I wanted to be more zoomed out, and possibly to focus on specific moments rather than playing every lap of a race. Superstars does exactly that, but I know now that I want to be somewhere in between, with more focus on the racing itself than there is here.

What it does mean, is that Superstars is great for bringing out relationship melodrama from a group of racers. Think of it like Drive to Survive TTRPG. On that point, you could probably create equivalent hacks for many sports or other similar situations. Knowing the community, there’s probably dozens of them on itch already! And I’d read them all if I could…

If that’s going to be your vibe though, I could see this working really well. I think I would struggle a bit, if I’m honest, and maybe this would go for the original Firebrands too. It’s very lightweight, and feels like you would need a creative bunch of players who could really bounce off of each other, but also keep themselves aligned on tone and direction. I worry that there’s also a strong possibility that each scene sort of goes nowhere, or goes so off the rails that what you end up with won’t feel coherent.

Prompts have also been a discussion topic a couple of times recently (certainly on the Dice Exploder podcast, I’m sure in a couple of blogs or reviews I’ve read as well) and I had those in mind reading Superstars. The one piece of advice that has been pushed strongly, and resonates a lot, is to make prompts really specific. I know I would’ve assumed you needed to leave a lot of space and ambiguity for the players to take a prompt in any direction they wanted. But extremely specific prompts can actually be more creatively stimulating, forcing you to think and come up with an interesting take. I know from playing through the Citizen Sleeper TTRPG, it’s tarot-based and you’re left to your own devices in creating storylines and determining how they play out, and while I really enjoyed the game overall I struggled a lot with that. The scene prompts in Superstars are generally very open. Take an example like “I hope to convince you that ___. Can I?” - there are two players involved in this scene, granted, so two people to iterate and lift the scene up. However, would it be more interesting to state something concrete in the text? “I hope to convince you that I didn’t take you out on purpose in the last race. Can I?” - this would immediately give the players options of roles to fulfil. Did you take them out on purpose or not? Is there a history of this happening? You could even go more specific, and state within the prompt that you did in fact do it on purpose, or that this is not the first time it has happened, or that it cost them a shot at the championship. Adding detail and stakes could give it more flavour immediately on the page, where right now I wonder if the quality of the group will almost entirely determine the quality of the game.

It was cool to finally read a Firebrands hack though, and while it’s very different to Grid Beef, it’s another game clearly made by someone who is a genuine fan of motorsports. I may never actually make a game, but I’m certainly enjoying finding that there’s already so much crossover of motorsports into TTRPGs!

[stcks-n-st0nes]

Figure I should make a pinned !!

Hey! I'm Rot, though you could call me Z as well. I use It/Its and go between soft yumeship adjacent writing and agere, though I might dabble in other things if the mood strikes! This is a sfw blog. I am insanely new to Tumblr, and this is the first time I've really used it! I'm still getting used to the layouts and everything you can play with in regards to posts.

I am 20 years old, though my regression age differs wildly, and I more often than not pet regress. My usual range is around 5-12, though I can regress (and write) younger.

Besides that, some fandoms I'm currently into!

Dragon Age: The Veilguard

Baldurs Gate 3

Arcane

Bocchi the Rock

Yellowjackets

True Blood

As for fandoms I've been in...

most Hoyoverse games

RWBY

Chainsaw Man

Dandadan

Lost

Misc. Yuri/WLW media that I can not begin to list all of!

Characters I personally like the most, though few in the plethora of cast characters, would have to be...

Shadowheart (bg3), Lae'zel (bg3), Minthara (bg3)

Neve Gallus (DATV), Davrin (DATV), Bellara (DATV)

Viktor (Arcane), Jinx (Arcane), Mel Medarda (Arcane), Sevika (Arcane)

Nijika Ijichi (BTR), Seika Ijichi (BTR), Kikuri Hiroi (BTR)

Lottie Matthews (YJ), Jackie Taylor (YJ), Shauna Shipman (YJ), Nat Scatorccio (YJ)

Eric Northman (True Blood), Lafayette Reynolds (True Blood), Tara Thornton (True Blood), Pamela Swynford De Beaufort (True Blood)

I'm not entirely too picky, though I personally prefer to write nblw/wlw, not often writing men. I prefer writing Cg!FC & Little!Reader, but I'm open to writing vice versa if requested. I may write snippets about ocs as well! Requests will most likely always be open.

I will never write NSFW on this blog, though something like diapers may come up if the mood strikes or it gets requested. In this case, I'd most likely use a tag along the lines of "nonsexual diaper usage," though as I haven't written anything like that lately, I don't see it coming up.

Ah! and as a final, small mention... I may sometimes post doodles! Most likely of my F/O's and my sona :o) You will probably notice who my F/o's are, though I'm not particularly possessive of them. my usual few are Lottie Matthews, Nat Scatorccio, Shadowheart (White Hair.), and Neve Gallus, at the moment, but I hold soft spots for Ganyu, Eric Northman, Davrin, and Weiss Schnee, as well.

Thanks for reading my gibberish!! I'll usually follow back :)

[herearedragons]

i think i fooled myself into believing i sent an ask before whoops can i get 5, 7, 17, 25, 31, 33, 39, 40, 43, 45, 50!!!

5. If you could make only one of your OCs popular/known, who would it be?

well honestly Selene is already what I would consider a popular oc because like. more than a handful of people know who she is and have said nice things about her and people have ??? drawn her ??? unprompted ??? which is WILD shoutout to the Selene fandom once again. so if I had an option to make one (1) oc popular on a larger scale it would probably be her because I already know she'd click with people (and also she's my favorite and I'd never get sick of talking about her/seeing other people talk about her).

but also as a secondary option, Aqun and/or Adina because I feel like they have some fun nuance to them and I'd be kind of curious to see different people's takes/opinions/interpretations of them

7. Are your OCs part of any story or stories?

BDJDBSJSHSJSBSJDJDKS well?????? yes?????????

most of them are part of the story of their associated videogame, and then there's all the fic I'm writing. I do also have some non-fandom characters/settings rotating in my brain, but it's nothing concrete enough to talk about

17. Any OC OTPs?

no OCxOC ones, but a lot of OCxcanon ones tbh. if we narrow "OTP" down to One True Pairing as in "I can't envision them with anything else" then it's Selene and Edér (surprising no one) and Mae and the Devil of Caroc (which also shouldn't be surprising). if we interpret it as "favorite ship regardless of whether this PC has other ships", then I'm adding SolAqun to the list bc they've also been on the brain lately. the holy trinity of Doomed Yaoi, Undoomed Yuri and Impending Doom Het Ship

25. The OC that resembles you the most (same hobby, height, shared like/dislike for something etc?)

funnily enough probably Aqun. we look nothing alike but Aqun🤝me (multicultural, multilingual, single child, STEM, Logic and Rationality as a coping mechanism, inclined towards Making Things, burning hatred of Social Overcomplication)

31. Pick one OC of yours and explain what their tumblr blog would be like (what they reblog, layout, anything really)

Adina would 1000% be on here and her blog would be red-themed with yellow/blue/green accents, have a custom HTML theme she edited herself with artwork BY her, and it would be just all of her interests in one big pile with a barely functioning tagging system. she posts her vitaar designs a lot and her pfp is Her Actual Face with her favorite vitaar design up to date. she uses all caps/keysmashes a lot and vibes perfectly with tumblr's more absurdist kind of humor. Funny Nonsense comes to her effortlessly

33. Your shyest OC?

LORENZO. he's trying so hard to figure out how to People and having the physique of a Death Omen + an evil voice in his head is not helping. also he was a slave for the first 24-ish years of his life and old habits of Be Quiet Be Helpful Don't Speak Unless Spoken To die hard

39. Introduce any character you want

making you look at: the guy from the previous question. he's a runaway slave. he's a Ghost Bard. he was briefly possessed by the god of death and killed everyone in his master's estate with a song. he can sing ghosts into existence. he's haunted by his evil past life. he doesn't speak Aedyran (Eoran English) that well yet. HE'S SHY.

40. Any fond memories linked to your characters? Feel free to share!

@curiouslavellan I have to shout you out again because brainstorming Selene and Helaine plotlines in real time in DMs has been one of this year's highlights for sure. the people don't even know about the soul merging in POE1 and the Selene Is Dead drama in POE2. they don't even know about the werewolf au (well. one other person knows about the werewolf au)

43. Do you have any certain type when you create your OCs? Do you tend to favour some certain traits or looks? It’s time to confess

I'm going to be real, my OC creation process IS just like. *spins wheel* so what's the source of YOUR deep set feeling of alienation

45. A character you no longer use?

shoutout to this girl who is an old creepypasta OC of mine. I still care her

50. Give me the good ol’ OC talk here. Talk about anything you want

subjecting you to the mental image of Aqun and Eldritch Wolf Solas chilling together in some nice scenic place. they never got to do that but I think they should have

[sneakers-and-shakes]

2025 Journal Setup Guide Pt.1

It’s that time of year again, 2025 journal setup season! So along with everyone else, this month, I thought I’d share some ideas, tips, things to consider, and, of course, my own selection of spreads for 2025. 

This is part 1 of my journal setup guide and will focus on pre-planning. This part is the grunt of the effort when setting up a new journal but once it’s done it makes everything else much easier. 

Part 2 will be posted next month and include the more decorative and aesthetic elements along with actually putting pen to paper and showing the final result.

But before all that, let’s jump into the planning!

Step 1: Brainstorm

The first step is deciding what spreads you’re going to include in your journal and writing them all out.

Some questions to consider:

What worked for me this year?

What didn’t work for me this year?

Is there anything I can replace it with?

What is something I’d like to add to this setup?

If this is your first time setting up a journal then the question to consider would be:

What kinds of things do I want to capture in this journal?

any habits you want to track

goals you want to accomplish in 2025

any memories you want to document

Some staple spreads I always have and would recommend for anyone just getting started are:

Goal Spreads:

-Focus Group Goals: Choose 3-4 categories of your life you want to focus on and then list out 2-3 things under each category that you can do to improve your life in those areas

Example:

Writing:

Do monthly writing prompt exercise

NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month challenge)

Self-Care:

Skincare sundays

At least 1 hour of rest before bed

-25 in 25’ (a list of 25 goals and activities you want to complete before the end of 2025) this can be a mix of fun activities you want to do anyway, new things you want to try, and goal-oriented action items

Example:

volunteer

take a class

try out a sushi place

-Monthly Notes (more info on this blog post: https://sneakersnshakes.blogspot.com/2022/05/monthly-checklist-deep-dive-into-may.html)

Tracker Spreads:

Workout tracker (including what kind of workout)

Cycle tracking

Expenditure tracking (including what category the money I spent falls under)

General Spreads:

Monthly calendar spreads to track events

Year In Review spread to track birthdays, events across the entire year

Future Me Problems List to hold projects/tasks

These are just a few ideas to get you thinking about the things you can include. If you’re looking for more ideas on spreads you can include, this video, this channel in general, is a perfect place: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OjCKYq7DGuo&list=PLFmDbK4-NLnmB7ro6oV38l8gy210K6RQ6 

Below are all the spreads I brainstormed (just wrote on a scratch piece of paper) that I will be including in my 2025 journal setup.

Step 2. Layouts

Once you have a good idea of what you want to include, then you can start thinking about how it’s going to look and what the best way to capture those topics is. 

The best way to do that is to research. And by that mean, I went on to youtube and watched videos of other people’s spreads and decided which ones I want to include.

Here is a link to a great video about different layout ideas: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y8WuWT6O7a0&list=PLFmDbK4-NLnmB7ro6oV38l8gy210K6RQ6&index=5

Then I listed out all the spreads I’m going to include and put the layout for each one next to it in parentheses. Sometimes I wrote a description of the layout, sometimes I sketched out a small design, and other times I just wrote the video that I would like to reference for the layout.

I also took this time to list out the order these would appear in my journal and added if some of them would be on the same page together.

Below is my layout planning list:

Step 3: Preliminary Design

The first thing you need to decide before you start designing is the actual notebook you will be journaling in. Specifically, what size is it?

A5 is the most common journal size (5.83in x 8.27in). I specifically wanted a bigger size that that, so I got a B5 journal (6.9in x 9.8in).

(A side note: you do not need to have a fancy journal, you can use a simple lined notebook as well. I’ve been journaling since 2018 and this time I’ve gotten a fancy dot-grid journal.)

(I got this beautiful journal from Notebook Therapy, in case anyone is curious I have linked it here: https://notebooktherapy.com/collections/back-in-stock-1/products/tsuki-sakura-moon-bullet-journal?variant=41351632191603

This is not sponsored, this is my first time getting something from them. They were the only place that actually had the B5 size I was looking for with a cute design.  I found a youtuber who had a 10% off code with MOCHIBUJO10 and used that to buy it. 

Usually youtubers will have codes to get you at least 10% off, I know JashiiCorrin who I keep linking in this blog post has ones for Archer and Olive and the Washi Tape Shop)

Once you have the journal size decided, you can begin to plan out the design of the layouts. How dot-grid boxes will each box or section take up? Basically designing how each of the spreads you have will fit on the page and how much room do you have for each topic.

Since my journal is dot-grid, I used this handy tool (again from JashiiCorrin) that allowed me to download a Google Sheet template designer: https://jashii.com/products/bullet-journal-spread-planner

From that I was able to size out my layouts and plan how each page is going to look. It’s easier to do this digitally before starting to pencil in and erase, but you can skip the digital element and start penciling in as well.

Below are some screenshots of some of my designs:

-.-

And that’s the end of the planning process. Next month we’ll get into the fun stuff, like decorations, color palettes and final results.

To prep for that I have also gotten stickers and washi tape from Notebook Therapy. I’ll link what I got here:

https://notebooktherapy.com/collections/washi-tape/products/tsuki-sunlit-mystery-washi-tape-set

https://notebooktherapy.com/collections/stickers/products/tsuki-sunlit-mystery-sticker-set

But again you do NOT need to buy a bunch of fancy stuff some colored pens and markers is enough to still make your setup look nice.

I hope this helped in your 2025 journal setup process and I’ll see you next month with part 2!

[traegorn]

Going from Script to Page

(originally posted to my personal blog)

So the big difference between Peregrine Lake and my earlier comics is, obviously, that I'm not the one drawing it. When I was doing my earlier comics, I never wrote down what I was planning, I just had it in my head and would translate it directly to the page. At most I'd write one sentence lines about strips so I could plot out pacing. I did a few thumbnails early on to figure out page layouts, but more often than not the pages didn't exist in any form until I wrote them. That obviously isn't a way we can work for this comic. I can't sit there over Ethan's ( @wistfolie ) shoulder while they draw, since that would be weird and we don't live in the same city. So I do what comic writers have been doing for quite some time. I write scripts. That's where every page for Peregrine Lake starts. Then, if Ethan needs any clarification on a description or has an alternate suggestion for a setting or scene, we talk about it. But again, we start by my writing a script. So I thought it might be fun to take a look at a recent installment and compare the final art to the initial script I wrote. Our example is the October 22nd page titled "Greg." It is, unsurprisingly, the first page where we see the final of our four main characters. I love this page, but let's see the initial script:

Panel 1 Greg emerges from the curtained doorway. Tall panel. If this were television or film, we'd smear some Vaseline on the lens for the best gooey soft focus shot we could get. God damn, we want everyone seeing this to want a piece of Greg. Like take a second slice home in a take out box and eat it while watching Netflix. Let's make this far more detailed than any other panel. Let's get people to demand we print this man on body pillows. Panel 2 Close up of Bev's face. She wants to just lay Greg down and cover him in butter. Bev: (tiny ass words, whispering to self) Yeah... not talking good. Panel 3 Greg leans on the counter towards Lynn, Bev is... "reacting" quietly, but no one's paying her any attention Greg: Hey Lynn, Bob hasn't gotten me those antique iron nails yet. I said I'd call when they come in. Lynn: Thanks, but not what I'm here for. I may have an... off the books job for you Greg: How off the books Panel 4 Close up of Lynn. Lynn is very serious. Lynn: Off the books off the books. Greg, this is my new friend Bev. Panel 5 Back to a shot of the three of them, Greg turns to Bev smiling Greg: Hi! Nice to meet you. Bev: (tiny words) Hello tall man

Yep. That is... that is pretty close to what we got. We moved some of the dialogue around to fit better with the art (moving some of Greg's stuff to panel one from panel three), but overall we stick pretty true to it. Ethan read my ridiculous descriptions and understood the assignment. And yeah, I think it's safe to assume at least some of our audience wants a piece of Greg now.