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[shapelytimber]

Pj party for the gang <3

[BG3 PRINTS] - [COMMISSIONS]

(Please don't spoil me act 3, I've still not got around to play it-)

Everytime I go to camp to clock in for the night, and a good 4 out of 6 of these fuckers go to sleep wearing *leather* outfits- I understand it from a 'this is a video game of course they don't change clothes to go sleeping' perspective..... But on the other hand I slept once in leather pants and that was one of the worst experiences of my life, so to think these people do it voluntarily everynight- freaks. All of them.

So I gave them pyjamas :D that was a lot of fun ! Also I like when characters have a more diverse builds and sizes, so I killed two birds w one stone and drew what the gang looks like in my heart <3 and of course I made a quick little line up !

A lot of yapping about the pj choices and process below vvv

Gale : fancy depressed wizard gets a fancy bathrobe type get up ! I don't think this man was getting dressed a lot in that sad year post his breakup, so why not invest in a comfy cool pj he can slip on in the morning feeling like it kinda counts as dressing up ! And I get that they didn't exactly pack before getting kidnapped by aliens, but Gale is a wizard I'm sure he can just reach into a pocket dimension where he stores some of his belongings (ala my tes mage !) or something

Astarion : I don't think astarion owns many clothes. He isn't wealthy, and well.... Let's not talk about Cazador in the fun pyjama party post- so his ruffled shirt untucked from a pair of looser cotton or silk pants it is ! Also I learned that elves are typically shorter on average in dnd and that's great, that's perfect, that's so funny, I can just picture him insisting this is true (which it is).... And then enters Halsin fjdjdk anyway

Halsin : I just know in my heart that man sleep in his bear form. It's when he's most comfortable, and he doesn't need to talk to other people when sleeping so why not. Also comfy bed mate :) ! Other option is completely nude (yes I forgot to include him in the lineup, sue me but I'm too tired to re open photoshop rn-)

Shadowheart : this is my art, and if I want the resident goth girly to be in a cute little nightgown I can >:( she gets lace and everything let me be a lesbian !!! Also she small and sturdy

Wyll : a slight variation of his canon camp clothes :) made his top less skintight, and once again changed the texture from leather to something less terrible to sleep in seriously why are all these people committed to this lifestyle-

Lae'zel : no pjs, a githyanki must be ready for battle 24/7 only the weak wear comfy clothes and don't commit to sleeping in leather pants and leather underwear. She's a freak and I love her dearly

Karlach : she deserves the best pyjamas of them all : topless in underwear. Nothing comfier than that and it's not like she'll get cold :) also she wears it very well what can I say fjdjdkd

I started working on the lineart like a month ago alongside a commission that I really didn't like working on- so anytime I got work done for the commission (btw not from someone online so it's none of you tumblrinas), I would reward myself with adding more shit to the bg3 drawing djdjdkk which resulted in a lot of details and clutter, that I didn't want to start coloring because that would be a nightmare to figure out and very long to do, so I would continue adding shit instead of starting colors- and the circle kept turning. Also 10 hands..... So this took a while to get right fjdjdk

But on the bright side, it's the most detailed illustrations I've done yet and I'm really proud of it (especially all the little story elements I could include <3)

[jarofstyles]

Cabernet

This can be read as a standalone I think, but! Here is a second part of Merlot! It's spicy and sweet so I hope you guys like it. Unsure if there will be any more parts (I’m open if you guys have more ideas!) but I do love a good dilfrry.

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WC- 4.1k

Warnings- smut, age gap relationship, anal (for those who asked ur welcome!), unprotected sex, cumplay, Dom/sub elements

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Harry was by far the best man she had ever dated. 

Their age gap was evident at times, but not in a bad way. It was rather cute when he had been confused about videos she sent or his own excitement to show her the movies or books he was referencing. The added element of their dynamic was learning from one another. Harry had been teaching her about publishing and helping her flesh out the first draft of her book while she sat in his office some days, helping him out in return by getting him coffee or lunch or an occasional shoulder massage when he got particularly stressed. An unofficial assistant of sorts. 

“I feel like if I have to write the word ‘said’ one more time, my brain is going to explode.” She grumbled, pushing her laptop across the couch and leaning back on it. The leather seat in his office was by far the most comfortable one she had sat on and he happily invited her to come into the office to see him as often as she wanted. It was both practical and selfish on both ends.It was easier to work in a space like this and with the understanding that Harry really did have work he was doing, she focused on her own stuff. A quiet pair of people working in each other’s company. 

Add in the fact that he was the boss man, it made it much easier for her to come and go as she pleased. 

“Mm, sometimes authors get stuck with words in their novels. They’ll have phrases they repeat a few too many times, usually gets called out in editing and fixed. It’s not a bad thing. But with words that are action words like that, there are options. Y’know, depending on the scene and tone. Murmured, muttered, peeped, whispered, whined, moaned, huffed, grumbled. Those sorts of words.” He tapped his pen against the desk as he lifted his eyes to her. 

It didn’t get old. Seeing her pretty face sitting in his office looking the way she did, much more comfortable than the night they’d first met, but still appropriate for an office setting.

Sometimes he did let his mind wander into the roleplay aspect, wondering if she had been his real assistant if he would have made a move. If Y/N was the Y/N he knew now? Probably. Scandalous. 

Today she wore a pair of black flowy pants and a matching turtleneck, but on top she had a chunky knit cardigan that was utterly adorable. It had yellow moons and stars, a deep purple color with sleeves she had to push up so they didn’t hide her hands. His girl leaned into the office aesthetic when she came in so she didn’t stick out too much but with him or when they were at his place or out together, he loved seeing her dressed in her normal clothing. She looked soft, whimsical almost. Like a little fairy. 

“Hm. Good point. I need to write down all the synonyms in my notes app and defer to that because if I’m getting tired of writing it, I know whoever ends up reading it will get tired of seeing it too.” Her lips puffed to blow a strand of hair that had fallen from her bun, brows furrowed as she failed and made her hand ready up to tuck it behind her ear instead. 

Again, cute.

“Not necessarily.” He replied, leaning back in his chair. “We’re our own harshest critics. I doubt they’re paying that much attention to that. The majority of people will be paying attention to world building, character development, plot, sex scenes, all that fun stuff. The exact wording isn’t always the most important thing. But it shows that you care about quality.” He shot her a grin. “So you will be successful.”

“Mmm… and not because I’m fucking the publishing head?” She grinned as she stood up, stretching her arms out. 

“Well. That helps.” He wouldn’t deny it. She had a leg up, but he wouldn’t publish just anything. “If it makes you feel better, I don’t publish shit work. It isn’t worth the reputation of my company. Your writing is genuinely good, my sweet.” He knew the drill by now. Her heeled boots were kicked off by the couch and she made her way over to him, the tiredness starting to hit her as she happily perched herself on his lap. 

“Good to know.” She snorted before pressing a kiss to his scruffy cheek. The facial hair had grown but he was shaping it currently. She promised she’d be okay with whatever he did to it but didn’t want anything to happen to the mustache. That wasn’t allowed to go. “What are you working on? Anything fun?” 

“No, nothing incredibly interesting I’m afraid.” His hand squeezed her hip underneath the cardigan. “I was working on some contracts earlier but every so often I pick up some submissions and read through them myself. This one is very bland, unfortunately. There’s potential, absolutely. Their writing style is lovely, but the plot falls flat and the characters are one dimensional. S’like they chose a specific stereotype and did nothing to differentiate them.” It was unfortunate.” It was a shame he came across all too often.

“It’s obvious this person is trying but they’ve never observed or met someone with these traits. I don’t think you absolutely have to follow the rule ‘write what you know’, but I think a lot of the best works come from drawing from our own experiences. Romance, for them, doesn’t seem to be a passion. They’d do better with mystery with their writing style as it is, but they have to improve on other aspects first.” 

“Is it hard for you to see stuff like that?” She asked curiously, fiddling with the collar of his shirt. “I can tell you’re a little disappointed with it, so I have to wonder if it happens a lot.”

“It does. And it is hard when you see someone with potential not living up to it but I have faith that if we send them some constructive criticism notes that maybe they won’t see it as an attack but as a place of genuine care. I’m going to have someone meet with them I think, give them my notes and have them explain it in nicer terms than the plain ones I used. Maybe they can work on it again and add more and we’d have a best seller.” He shrugged his shoulders. “I can see they care about it in the way they put details in, but it needs more.”

There was something incredibly attractive about listening to him talk about it. It was always attractive to see someone care and talk about their passions; but Harry was on another level. She could see it on his face that he was disappointed and knew the person could do better. While it made it all the more nerve wracking for her own novel, she had him working with her along the way.

He never told her where to go with her story in terms of ideas, but how to improve the mechanics. Reading over bits and telling her to take away a certain detail and add more in other places, or giving suggestions about how things could flow smoother. He’d listened to her storyboard, after showing her the author equivalent of it, and gave his honest feedback from a publisher's point of view and then from a boyfriend’s point of view.

Sometimes it was more obvious that he was the one with miles more life experience in these instances but she couldn’t be upset about it when it only aided in strengthening their relationship. 

“I see.” She looked at the manuscript on the desk with the red pen of doom. “Oof. The red pen is out… and you’ve used it a lot.” 

“Well, there are errors.” He chuffed, kissing her cheek in return. “Did you get enough done?” The word count goal had been 3,000 for today, but he didn’t make it for her. It was all on her. He simply helped keep her accountable.

“I did more. I think… 4.5?” She tilted her head trying to remember. “Now my head feels like soup.” It did feel like mush right now. That was why the laptop was closed and abandoned and she was finding comfort in the man. It was like a reward. 

“That’s ace, my dove. Amazing.” He praised. The pride he felt for her was earned fair and square. She had been applying herself more now than ever. Since their first night together they hadn’t really separated, seeing each other at least a few times a week. Her work ethic was there as she had zeroed in on what she wanted. “Why don’t we finish this up and go back to mine, mm?” 

Harry had been holding off all week. He’d gone a bit rough one night and even though she said she was fine, he wanted to give her body time to relax. As much as he loved sex, he had wanted her body to enjoy it more than anything else. Not be overly swollen and sore the next day. 

Today was going to be the day to break that. A full week of nothing but heated kisses, and she was as needy as needy could get. He felt her perk up at the mention, sitting up straighter in his lap. 

“Please! Let’s go. We can get food on the way home but I think we have some pressing matters to attend to.” She sniffed, standing from him and offering a hand to help him up. “Chop chop. Get a move on, mister.”

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Two rounds in and he knew she could take it. Her poor cunt was a mess and he knew that as pretty as it was all drippy and swollen, she had been aching for him to get a try into her other hole. They’d had a proper discussion about it, and he had effectively been edging her the entire night. Fair? No, but she knew how he rolled. The promised pleasure first, experiments after. Just in case she wanted to stop, she got something out of the night. 

She’d been warming his cock for a bit as he held her in his arms, cooing soft praises about how good of a girl she was, how brave she had been to ask for something new tonight when he felt her get impatient. She didn’t need to say it. He knew her well enough now to understand what she wanted. Pulling his cock out and rubbing the tip against her asshole, pressing against it and spreading the sticky cum over the rim.  “Want me t’fuck this tight little ass too?  Fill you from both ends."

“Wanna try.” She nodded, panting as her cunt contracted and his cum dribbled out of her pussy. “You’re so big I… I dunno if I can take it. Go slow.” Y/N knew she was slightly cock drunk but she also trusted him. He’d made her feel good already, took his time with everything else why wouldn’t she want to test this with him?

“Okay, my sweet. Just relax.” Harry wasn’t nervous, but he was cautious. His girl was precious cargo, and he wanted to make sure it felt as good as it could. He’d done the work of stretching her with his fingers, but it was going to be a challenge to get him in there regardless. He slowly pushed his thick head past the tight rim of her back hole. Watching her face intently, his own contorted with pleasure. "You're doing so good, doll," he encouraged softly. "Just relax and let me in. You can take it."

The pressure was intense, and she hissed out a breath as he slowly pushed more and more of himself into her. His thick head stretched her wide, and he paused, letting her adjust to the new sensation. "Breathe." The reminder was whispered as he realized she was holding her breath, his hand carding through her hair tenderly.

"That's it, baby. You're taking it so well. Always do so good f’me." He praised, his voice low and soothing. He slowly pushed more of himself into her, inch by inch, his thick prick spreading her wide. She could feel every vein, every ridge, as he slowly filled her up.

As he slid deeper, Harry could feel the intense pressure and stretch around his girth. Her tight little hole was gripped tightly around his shaft, the muscles fluttering and contracting as he pushed his way inside. She felt like she was being split in two, her body struggling to accommodate his bigger size- but she was. Slowly but surely, he sunk into her fully.

She had done it. 

“Fuck.” She sobbed out, clinging to him as he got down to the base. Never in her life had she felt so full that way, so stretched. Only Harry could make her feel this way. It wasn’t just the physical feeling, but the emotional one too. She trusted him more than she trusted anyone else. His guidance was priceless.

"You're doing so good, You’ve got it all in. Jus’ gotta let it adjust." he soothed, his voice strained as he fought to keep control. Giving her a moment to adjust, his hands stroking her hair and her cheeks, his thumb brushing away her tears. "You feel so hot around me, doll. So tight. Knew y’would be."

“I wanna be… I want you to feel good.” She whispered, looking at him with wet eyes. “It’s just so big. I’m tryin’ to take it.” It surely wasn't a beginner cock but she wasn’t known for taking the easy way.

"You're doing so well, baby," he reassured her, his hands never leaving her. He slowly pulled out halfway before sinking in again, a little faster this time. "That's it... take me all the way in."

It was the fourth time he did it that she felt the pleasure. Both from the action and the thatch of hair at the base of his cock rubbing against her swollen clit, making her gasp. Her eyes fell shut as she leaned her head back, slowly relaxing into the bed.

He watched her face contorted in pleasure, his heart swelling with pride. "Look at me," he commanded, his voice rough. As she opened her eyes, he began to pick up the pace, his hips pressing against hers. "M’so proud of you. Look at you, taking every bit of me.”

Y/N sent him a blissed out smile as her hand slipped between them, rubbing her own clit slowly as he fucked into her ass. There was nothing rushed about it, nothing frantic, and it felt good just to be. Her muscles relaxed, making it feel even better as his cock filled her hole. Soft moans left her mouth as she curled her other hand around the back of his neck, pulling him down so he was close. “Are they the best holes you’ve had?”

Harry’s face was lax in his own pleasure as he felt her tight ass clench around his cock. “Fuck, baby,” he groaned, his breath hot against her lips. “They are. So fucking tight, so perfect. Can’t compare them t’anything else.” He kept up his steady rhythm, loving how her body moved with his. “You feel so good. Can never get enough of you.” He whispered, brushing a stray hair out of her face before stroking her puffy lip. They were so pretty. Kissing wasn’t something he’d thought much of before, but he hadn’t kissed Y/N. She had changed everything for him. 

“Better than that silly ex wife?” She prodded, watching with a little smirk as she watched him think it over. Y/N had a feeling she was by the way be was acting,  but she wanted to hear it.

"Way better." he grunted, his hips snapping forward. "Little minx, y’just need to ask that, hm? No need to be jealous. She never gets t’have me again. Only y-you." He stuttered as her hand moved around his neck and she squeezed down hard on him. "Her holes were nothing compared to yours, doll. Nothing."

Y/N giggled as she choked him a little bit, watching his eyes widen before pulling. It was obvious that while he was the big man in charge- she could have fun too. “That’s what I like to hear. I’ll tell you a secret, Harry.” Her lips brushed his as she kept the grip on his throat. Her lips were swollen and sensitive, the coarse facial hair brushing it and making her want to moan. “None of the boys my age have ever made me cum. They never fucked my ass. Never fucked me raw. And you did it all.”

"And I'm gonna keep doing it," he rumbled, eyes burning with lust as she kissed him. His hand tightened in her hair, tugging gently and pulling her deeper into the kiss. “You’ve got a man now, no need to think of those boys.You want me t’keep being nice to you? Keep making you cum?”

“If you keep fucking me like this, I do. Want my man to be so, so nice to me.” She gasped as he pushed all the way in, balls rested snug against her ass as he slowly humped into her, the comfort of the fullness making her fingers work harder on her clit. “Gotta- Gotta prove you can keep up with me, old man. That you c-can live up to the hype. I like the bit of silver at your temples but…” Her moan was broken as he pulled out and pushed back in, jostling her. “Gotta prove why older guys are b-better for pretty little things like me.”

"Oh, I'll prove it to you," he growled, picking up pace as he pounded into her tight ass. She had no idea just how badly he’d needed her to walk into his life. Thank god she had. This was everything he had ever wanted. "And right now, you need me to wreck this little hole until you can't walk straight. You need me to show you how a real man handles his woman. I'll give you everything you crave, everything you need. You just have to let go and trust me.” The man had every intention of proving how much better he could be for her than she could ever imagine.

"Fuck, look at this cunt." He muttered, reaching down to spread her dripping pussy apart. "It's absolutely soaked, just dripping down. Love it, hm?” The smugness in his tone would usually make her scowl but there was no denying it. The proof was right there. It was undeniable. “You're so turned on, baby. It's making it easier for me to fuck this tight little ass of yours." The glossy, hard flesh glistened with slick, dripping down onto the bed beneath her. His own cum intermingled with her own, making his movements smoother as he pushed in and out of her, coating her holes with their combined essence.

Her face was a mask of pure ecstasy, her eyes rolled back in her head as she whimpered in pleasure, her hands gripping the sheets beneath her. Her asshole clenching and unclenching around his thick cock with each thrust, trying to milk him for all he was worth. Her body was feeling tingly, her legs trembling as he fucking into her ass, the sound of her arousal and his hips hitting her skin filling the room. She was completely lost in the pleasure, her mind clouded by the overwhelming sensation of being thoroughly fucked.

As she reached the peak of her orgasm, he took over and began rubbing her clit with his own thumb, the sensation sending waves of pleasure cascading through her body. She cried out, her pussy gushing as she came harder than she would have imagined being fucked like this. She was so overwhelmed that she could only hold limply onto his arms as he continued to pound into her, his thick cock stretching her hole as it thrust through the waves of her intense orgasm.

His face contorted, vein bulging in his neck as he struggled to hold back. "You feel too good, baby. I can't... I can't hold back any longer." His heavy balls drew up close to his body, ready to unleash another load inside of her. The feeling of her taut muscles milking him, the way she clung to him with every fiber of her being, it was too much. He was sensitive himself, but he wanted to deliver everything she wanted.

"Please, Harry...Please,come inside me... I wanna feel you fill me up. Want it everywhere." She panted, her voice desperate with need. Half of the fun of sex was seeing him lose that control he so easily held in all other scenarios. She wanted to make him feel just as good as he made her feel. He deserved it.

His restraint shattered at her words.  "Fuck, you're gonna get what you asked for."

With a guttural groan, he buried his face in the crook of her neck and let go, his hot load pulsing into her hole in thick ropes. She felt each ribbon scalding her , marking her as his. "That's it, take it all... That’s m’girl.” He kept cumming, his cock twitching as he filled her. Ribbon after ribbon filled her up until she was overflowing with his load, almost overwhelmingly so. He finally slowed, his chest heaving, before gently pulling out of her ass, his cock glistening with the evidence of their fuck.

With a sense of possessive pride, he watched as his cum began to leak out of her stretched hole, dripping down her thighs. It was satisfying in the filthiest way. Primal and caveman in every sense of the word, he loved knowing that he had done it. He’d taken every one of her holes and made her his in the dirtiest type of way. He gently spread her cheeks apart, admiring the sight of his mark leaking from her. "Look at that... You're so full of me, S’that what you wanted?”

“Mhm.” She smiled, slightly drunk on the orgasm and the fact that he had pushed her further than anyone else had before. it was a good feeling in her body, the beginnings of soreness and the calming heat of his hands as he caressed her the way he wanted. “Exactly what I wanted. Think M’gonna have to keep you around so we can do that again.”

“I’d hope so.” He laughed tiredly, pushing back down to take her mouth for another kiss. “I’m far from finished with you, sweet little thing. But I think I’ve ravaged your body enough. Think you need a bath and some tea, get you ready to sleep.” 

Aftercare wasn’t something she’d experienced in any other relationship either, but she realized now it was probably a Harry exclusive thing. He was phenomenal at it. A lot of things, honestly. He experimented with her responsibly, took care of her after every round of sex, checked in on her, made sure she was eating proper meals, and helped her with her career. She’d lucked out with him. Whatever his ex wife was thinking, she had no clue- but she wasn’t about to waste a single bit of him.

“Do you have chamomile?” She asked softly, pecking his lips in return. 

“What do you take me for? Course I’ve got it.” He scoffed, pinching her chin. “But if I didn’t, I’d find some for you. Know it’s your favorite. Added it to the grocery list, along with your cereal, your rancid battery acid energy drinks, and the sweet and salty popcorn.” 

“It’s good battery acid, I’ll have you know.” She giggled, carding her fingers through his hair. He did have a bit of gray going on the temples but it was sexy. Just hearing how much he cared and put effort into the tiny things made her giddy. 

“Yeah, yeah. We can talk about your poison in the morning. It’s time to get clean and go t’sleep. Tomorrow may be the day you write five thousand words. You never know.”

[coeurify]

“it’s november.”

the words have you jumping, the unsolid, rounded edges of the stool you’re currently standing on wobble with the movement of your foot. a squeak follows, rushing to find your balance— which is found by pressing your hand against the wall you were trying to reach the top of.

the hand used is … currently holding a string of multi colored christmas lights, the green trail of side dropping below you, your stool and the wall you had already pinned them to.

“it’s november,” the voice repeats— belonging to your girlfriend ellie, who walks behind you and peers up. the sweater she wears is pushed up to her elbows, pooling the cloth in a way that makes her look a little silly. as silly as the tone of voice she uses as she continues her obvious teasing. “and you’re already putting christmas lights up?”

your lips pout out immediately at the words, huffing as you press your sock clad feet. “november is almost over el. this is an absolutely valid time to put these up.” you wave your hand holding the clump of lights around, much more steady on your little wooden stool you were using for some added height.

“babe, thanksgiving hasn’t even passed,” ellie continues— and you can see her shaking her head even out of the corner of your eye as your head turns back to the wall— jaw clenching as you press up on your toes again to hand the light over the next pin. the small chuckle that the sight of you struggling to reach the spot seems to bring only annoys you more— head snapping to look over your shoulder with a look ellie liked to call your ‘scary eyes.’

“you can’t even— baby you can’t even reach. how did you get all that up?” ellie tries not to laugh but she can’t help it, the bursts of giggles slipping from her lips before she can stop them, green eyes trailing over the soft and cozy living room you two shared. somehow, alone with your little shitty stool.. you had covered at least half of the room while she was napping. “let me help,” she offered, a hand reaching out to steady your leg.

“no!” you complain, kicking your leg out a little to shrug off her hand. it only brings the wood below you to rock some more, which makes ellie grip a little harder. “you’re being judgy. i don’t want your help.” you sound petulant, maybe a little hurt by her amusement that you were doing this now.. alone.

“i am not being judgy,” ellie soothes her hand over your leg as you reach forward and successfully hook the sting of wired lights over the next spot. “you are, and you’re basically the same height as me— you can’t reach shit either.” you continue, the dig at her height a teasing one, paired with an eyebrow raise and fleeting glance back at her.

“ow?” ellie’s free hand clamped over her chest in faux hurt— the ragged cut strands of deep auburn hair shaking with her head. you find yourself watching the movement and fighting away a smile. “i meant by keeping you steady but if you wanna be mean i can totally let you do it all.” ellie pinches your leg over the fuzzy sweatpants you’re wearing. if it was anyone else you might be a little worried she was actually hurt.. but you can hear the humor seeping into her words and drawing out her sentences.

“fine,” the sigh that comes with the tingle word makes it seem like this decision was just absolutely the most difficult one you’ve had to make— the dramatics always evident. “i guess you can help. but only if you quit saying i’m doing it too early.”

honestly, you had planned to finish this little light hanging before she was done with her nap. she worked a long day with joel, you wanted to surprise her. and okay.. maybe you had seen one or two too many videos about the holidays that had given you the itch to decorate something and right then. but clearly the surprise element was lost, and ellie’s sarcastic taunting had replaced it. so now maybe you’re doing it out of spite. who knows, maybe you’ll even put on the santa clause after.

ellie’s fingers raise to her mouth, fake zipping them and nodding quickly. the urge to roll your eyes is one you act on, scoffing at her before you turn again and feel the steady warmth of her hands on both of your legs now, shifting you a little bit further down the wall for the next spot.

your lip falls between your teeth again, toes straining against your feet as you push as high as you can to get the next spot and—

“okay but you can admit most people wait for after thanksgiving right?”

“ellie!”

[sturniololuvz]

could you do a fic where 3 year old sister clearly has a favorite and it’s matt, ps i love your sister series 🤍

yes, and sorry for not getting to you sooner. I’m actually at the very bottom of my inbox. I have like around 60. so I’m trying to do these all so very sorry I couldn’t get to you.



“Matty’s Little Shadow”

Sturniolos x sister

The sun streamed through the windows of the Sturniolo family’s living room, casting a warm glow on the floor. The sounds of laughter and playful shouts filled the air as Chris, Nick, and their three-year-old sister, Y/N, played with her toys. The boys were trying to film a TikTok, but Y/N had other ideas in mind.

“Matty, come play with me!” she called, her voice sweet and demanding as she tugged on Mat’s sleeve.

“Just a sec, Y/N! We’re almost done here,” Matt replied, trying to balance his attention between the video and his little sister.

But Y/N was persistent. She let out a dramatic huff, crossing her arms. “No! I want Matty! Come on!” She pouted, clearly upset that her favorite brother wasn’t giving her his full attention.

“Okay, okay! Just give me a minute!” Matt laughed, shooting Chris and Nick an apologetic look.

As soon as he finished recording, he turned to Y/N. “Alright, let’s see what you’ve got for me!”

Her face lit up like a Christmas tree, and she grabbed his hand, dragging him over to her colorful play area. “Look! I made a castle!”

“Wow, that’s amazing!” Matt knelt beside her, genuinely impressed. He leaned in to inspect her creation, and Y/N beamed with pride.

Chris and Nick exchanged glances, both bemused and slightly jealous. “You know, she didn’t look at any of us when we were playing,” Nick said, nudging Chris. “I think she’s officially a Matty girl.”

“Tell me about it,” Chris replied, rolling his eyes playfully. “I’ve been trying to get her to play with me all day.”

Matt grinned, unfazed by the teasing. “What can I say? I’m just the best!”

As they continued to play, Y/N followed Matt around like a shadow, giggling and insisting he help her with every little thing. Whether it was stacking blocks or pretending to have a tea party, she wanted Mat’s undivided attention.

“Can we have a picnic?” Y/N asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

“A picnic sounds fun! Let’s grab some snacks!” Matt said, rising to his feet.

Chris and Nick, feeling a bit left out, decided to join in. “Can we come too?” Chris asked, smirking.

Y/N frowned, placing her hands on her hips. “No! Just Matty!”

“Come on, don’t be like that!” Nick said, feigning disappointment. “I make the best sandwiches!”

“Y/N, it’s okay to let us join, right?” Chris added, trying to negotiate.

Y/N shook her head vigorously. “No! Matty’s my best friend!”

Matt chuckled, feeling a mix of pride and amusement. “You can have more than one best friend, you know. You can have all of us!”

“Okay, but I still want Matty to help me,” Y/N replied, climbing onto the couch and pulling out a small blanket.

The boys watched as Matt set up a makeshift picnic, spreading out the blanket and laying out snacks. Y/N was in her element, and her joy was infectious. As they munched on snacks, the laughter and chatter filled the room, and the triplets couldn’t help but feel grateful for these moments.

As the afternoon wore on, Matt leaned back against the couch, Y/N resting her head on his shoulder, blissfully content. “You know, I really love spending time with you, Y/N,” he said softly.

“I love you, Matty!” she exclaimed, her tiny voice full of affection.

Chris and Nick exchanged glances again, their hearts melting at the scene. They knew Mat would always hold a special place in Y/N’s heart, but they also felt the warmth of being part of her world.

In that moment, surrounded by laughter, snacks, and love, they were all just siblings—no matter who Y/N’s favorite was. And as the sun began to set, the Sturniolo family continued their playful antics, each moment cherished and remembered, the bond between them growing stronger with every passing day.

[aries-of-spades]

Making Covers for Fanfictions #4: Slayers' Sons

Hey I'm back on my shit again XD

I only remembered I wanted to do these, because I read a fic recently and had a vivid image in my brain for the cover. So here we are.

(fun fact, I just now realized I got the position of the apostrophe wrong, but let's just ignore that)

Slayers' Sons by ambered on AO3[@ambered-glazed-sheep on tumblr]

(aka, Xisuma and EX have to deal with a lot of shit to save their dad who is also DoomGuy.)

This has got to be my favorite one I've done so far. I color picked most of the colors from a Doom poster so they have that vibe to them.

I also am a firm believer that we should give EX a gun more often.

*ahem* anyway. I really liked having DG in the background, the silhouette almost makes him lookm like a symbol. More of an idea than a man.

Also loved adding a bit of foreground elements, even if they're mostly covered my the title.

Overall, I think it came out looking like a comic book cover, or maybe a video game, which is very fitting.

Planning stuffs under the cut:

I love color sketches.

[demonslayedher]

What even is Kimetsu no Yaiba canon???

Good question, that's why I've done all this digging. But I've also been asked a lot about what officially released material is and is not considered canon. I am but one nerd on the internet and no authority on that and my attitude is that you should take and pick what you want to use in fan work, because it's yours. However, in a lot of my fics I love trying to stick to canon, and that also means trying to incorporate a lot of official material that Gotouge did not personally provide.

So instead of saying "this is canon, that is not canon," here is my tier list. This is especially relevant when you have two officially released materials that contradict each other. The manga has been self-contradictory too, so if you sweat too many small details, your fan work will never get done.

God-touge Tier: Content Penned by the Gator 1. The actual manga chapters, for this may be all someone has ever followed in the Shonen Jump magazines, and therefore they have no other context 2. All other material published in the 23 volumes, including Taisho Secrets, 4-panel comics, and expanded epilogue chapters 3. The two official fanbooks (also referred to by the fandom as under names like the databooks or encyclopedias), which are widely available in Japan, and (as I understand) have been at least partially translated into an official English version 4. Additional material provided for special events, like the Gotouge gallery and Mugen Ressha movie booklet for early showings (these have included Taisho Secrets not printed elsewhere)

Extremely Influential Tier: The Ufotable Anime Content 1. Ufotable's interpretation of the manga (except in cases when it contradicts Gotouge material, though these are slight, like animating a scene in the wrong season) in the TV episodes and movies as they first aired, including filler scenes based on but not found in Gotouge material (like the paper airplane contest) 2. Additional content Ufotable added later (like extra scenes for when the first arc was re-aired on Fuji TV) 3. Filler content only loosely based on the manga (like the Rengoku special)

Also Very Highly Regarded Tier: Official In-Universe Spin-Offs On the Same Shelves at Japanese Bookstores (none written by Gotouge) 1. The Tomioka and Rengoku Gaidens (except in cases when it contradicts Gotouge material, like how Rengoku got that hair color) 2. The light novels 3. Novelizations of the manga Like High-Quality Fanfiction: More Ufotable and Shueisha Content 1. Drama CDs produced by Ufotable (often just little side stories and character exploration, not major stories) 2. Kimetsu Academy, a.k.a. the official AU Spin-Off, and by extension, the "Total Concentration Drill" books that are a spin-off of the Kimetsu Academy spin-off 3. Additional art books and design books (though these are usually very careful to not introduce anything new, and merely reflect content already shown elsewhere) 4. Sometimes I am really tempted to put the Rengoku special all the way down here

Official material which I do not consider to have any baring on canon whatsoever, but which are simply fun and nice: 1. Any form of live stage performance (the musicals, the voice actors reading from scripts, concerts, the Noh adaptations, etc.) 2. Officially sanctioned games, especially the plot elements in a video game like the Hinokami Chronicles 3. Galleries like Zenshuuchuu-ten (though these usually stay entirely based on material already introduced in anime canon) 4. Tie-in collaborations 5. Any form of official sanctioned parody created by someone other than Gotouge (like the 4-panel comics compiled into a volume with the Gaidens) 6. Commentary from the directors, voice actors, etc.

Unofficial material which is fun for expanding on things but has zero baring on canon, nor should it have any influence on what the aforementioned officially sanctioned creators do with it: 1. Books that nerds have published with Kimetsu no Yaiba analysis while teaching fun facts about the Taisho period and demons and such (this is a bit of a trend in Japan, and maybe other countries have publications unabashedly capitalizing on the KnY trend) 2. Fans who create meta and headcanons 3. Fans who create fanwork out of love for the series, regardless of whether or not they stick to canon Things that make me say "nope" 1. Low-effort articles and videos that get the facts wrong 2. Fans who spread rumors by claiming something is canon, but that something is reflected nowhere in the aforementioned top four tiers 3. Anything AI-generated

[fictionrealms]

Good Girl

Rafayel x Non MC

TW:

smut, orgies, vaginal fingering, MDNI, inexperience, sexual guidance, smoking, recreational drug use, handcuffs, BDSM, orgasm denial, edging, more tags to be added but I'm brain dead rn

Chapter Summary:

What happens when an inexperienced photographer meets the siren's call of a notorious painter.

Word Count: 783

Ongoing (Unspecified amount of chapters)

Good Girl - Chapter 1 - bhaalistbabe - 恋与深空 | Love and Deepspace (Video Game) [Archive of Our Own]

A normal person wouldn’t have accepted an invitation not addressed to them. A normal person wouldn’t accept an invitation that wasn’t addressed to anyone in particular. 

But it sounded promising. I needed connections and this–or rather what I thought it was–was the perfect opportunity.

A house party at Mo Studio was notorious for its lavish extravagance. Flashing lights and gorgeous ambiance with music that could be heard before one ever entered the building. I was underdressed. Or would have been if this was a normal occasion. However, I was sorely overdressed. In every sense of the word. Or maybe the problem wasn’t the black leggings and fitted shirt. Maybe the problem was the fact that I was dressed in the first place. Sticking out like a sore thumb in clothes that covered every inch of skin and a Catwoman Halloween mask from the year prior. It was a masquerade, but I didn’t have the right material for that. Too underpaid for such luxuries.

Masks made of molten golds and ivories shielding the faces of strangers. All of which with naked bodies pressed against one another. Whispering sweet words of praise and worship in each other’s ears. Absolutely covering the white marbled floor blanketed in sheets and pillows. 

A sea of bodies.

I didn’t belong here.

Sebastian would be shitting his pants if he knew where I was right now. I would never hear the end of it.

But could I blame him when I was so sorely mistaken? When I was clearly a fish out of water? Out of my element. Overdressed and inexperienced. It was embarrassing at my age to be perfectly honest. And I couldn’t say for certain was kept me here. What kept propelling my feet forward in my exploration of the studio. Sure that when the pearl marble that made up its structure wasn’t bathed in the ethereal glow of turquoise and red lights that it was stunning. Lights that rippled like water across sweat and worship. A song that echoed through every part of the space like a siren’s song. Caressing and teasing at once.

Maybe that was what pulled me up the winding staircase. Maybe that was what made me pause at the sight of him. Lounged on a bed so large it could easily fit many. Made up of ivory bedding and coral pillows surrounding him while he was fed cherries like some kind of deity. Arched windows making up the curved wall behind the massive bed. Long, flowing curtains of crushed azure pulled out of the way to let moonlight filter through.

His head tilts back, waiting for the cherry to be brought to his mouth. A woman standing off to the side, barely clothed save for the veil that hides the lower portion of her face, giggles in delight as she hovers the fruit above his lips. His chest bare, and covered in gold shimmer gleams under the moonlight. I swallow, perhaps a little too loud. Eyes the color of a sun setting on the horizon snap to mine. Soft purple hair falling over a face so innocent it could only be described as angelic.

His expression stoic, if not a little intrigued. Almost calculating. Assessing. My breath stills in my chest despite the pounding of my heart.

“You look a little out of place.”

The timbre of his voice is something like a purr. Caressing my skin and eliciting goosebumps to rise on my arms. 

My mouth parts as though I were to speak. But no sound comes out. Only the deafening beating of my heart in my ears. I wonder if he can hear it too. If he can sense my anxiety and rising panic. Taste the excitement that coils in the pit of my stomach like something sour.

I didn’t belong here.

He curls long, sinful fingers decorated in golden rings as if to summon me close. And the fool that I am obeys. Like I was pulled. Lulled by the siren’s song booming down the stairs. Only it came from him. Though no sound left his lips. The woman to his side giggles once more, passing me the bundle of cherries as she exits the room.

“You’re lost aren’t you?”

I can’t speak. My throat too tight and dry to emanate sound. I can only nod in response. Like a lost little lamb who found their way to a wolf’s den.

His fingers curl around my wrist, guiding me further onto the bed as I reach the edge. Coaxing me into his lap with such ease and elegance it’s sickening. Like he was made of silk and velvet instead of skin and bones.

“Let me help you find your way.”

[glowup-princess]

ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴛɪᴄɪᴢᴇ ꜱᴛᴜᴅʏ

1. Create a Beautiful Study Environment

Light a candle or use fairy lights for a cozy ambiance.

Keep your desk organized and decorate it with items you love (plants, photos, or quotes).

Use aesthetically pleasing stationery like colorful pens, highlighters, and notebooks.

2. Curate a Study Playlist

Find instrumental music, lo-fi beats, or classical tunes to set the mood.

Alternatively, choose ambient sounds like rain, coffee shop chatter, or nature.

3. Romanticize Your Materials

Write notes neatly and add doodles or illustrations.

Use highlighters to make your notes visually appealing.

Treat your textbooks as if they’re sacred knowledge.

4. Incorporate Rituals

Make a cup of tea or coffee before starting.

Set intentions for the session, like "Today, I’m learning to grow."

Take a moment to visualize yourself succeeding.

5. Dress the Part

Wear comfortable but stylish clothes that make you feel good.

Use accessories like a cozy blanket or reading glasses to feel scholarly.

6. Embrace the Aesthetic

Imagine you’re in a library or an old-world study room.

Use vintage-style journals or leather-bound notebooks.

7. Celebrate Small Wins

Reward yourself after completing a session (e.g., a treat or break in the sun).

Reflect on how far you've come and journal your achievements.

8. Use Meaningful Motivations

Remind yourself why you’re studying and visualize your goals.

Think of yourself as the main character in a story striving to succeed.

9. Add Nature

Study near a window with a view of trees or greenery.

Bring a small plant or flowers to your desk.

10. Make Breaks Magical

Read a poem or inspiring quote during breaks.

Do a quick yoga stretch or step outside to breathe fresh air.

Study sessions:

Atmosphere and Environment

Theme Your Space: Create a "study café" vibe or a "Victorian scholar" ambiance with décor and lighting.

Seasonal Touches: Incorporate seasonal elements (like autumn leaves, holiday lights, or fresh flowers) into your workspace.

Essential Oils: Diffuse calming scents like lavender or energizing ones like citrus to boost focus.

Natural Light: Position your desk near a window for natural light and fresh air.

Comfortable Seating: Use a cozy chair with a blanket or cushion for added comfort.

Aesthetic Tools and Accessories

Fountain Pen: Write with a fountain pen to add elegance to your notes.

Wax Seal Stamp: Use one to seal envelopes or even decorate your journal pages.

Custom Stationery: Invest in unique notebooks or personalized study planners.

Color-Coded Systems: Use washi tape or colored tabs for visual appeal and organization.

Glass Water Bottles or Mugs: Sip from aesthetic drinkware that fits your style.

Mindset and Imagination

Pretend You’re in a Movie: Act as if your study session is a montage scene in a film about your success story.

Be the Hero of Your Journey: Imagine your studies as the preparation for a grand quest or mission.

Romantic Narration: Mentally narrate your study day as though it were a novel (“She sipped her tea, deeply immersed in knowledge…”).

Creative Techniques

Illustrated Notes: Add doodles, diagrams, or charts to make concepts come alive.

Calligraphy Headers: Write chapter titles or key points in elegant lettering.

Mind Maps as Art: Turn mind maps into colorful and interconnected masterpieces.

Storytelling Learning: Create a story around the subject you’re studying to make it more engaging.

Incorporating Media

Study Vlogs: Record time-lapse videos of yourself studying to inspire future sessions.

Mood Boards: Create Pinterest boards or vision boards inspired by your study goals.

Inspiring Quotes: Print or write quotes from authors or thinkers related to your subject.

Embracing the Moment

Slow Morning Starts: Begin your day with a peaceful routine before diving into study.

Mindful Study: Pay attention to the sensations of writing, reading, or typing to stay present.

Gratitude Journaling: Start or end with a quick note of gratitude for the opportunity to learn.

Fun and Whimsy

Create Playlists for Each Subject: Match the vibe of your studies with specific music genres.

Snack Like a Scholar: Eat finger foods or pastries as if you’re in an old library café.

Dress Like a Character: Imagine you’re a professor, a scholar, or even a wizard studying spells.

Study out: Take your books or laptop to a park or garden.

End with a Ritual

Summarize Elegantly: End sessions with a recap written beautifully in a journal.

Close the Day with Tea: Treat yourself to a calming tea ceremony as you reflect.

Celebrate Your Effort: Create a simple reward system, like a treat, movie night, or self-care ritual.

Remember be gentle w yourself <3

pt.2?

Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated <3

[writingquestionsanswered]

hello! i've struggled with writer's block for so long that i've forgotten how to write something that i genuinely like... recently i've been trying to go back, but given my current schedule and me being in med school, it's impossible for me to sit down and just ... write but do you have any tips how i can slowly ease myself back into writing? thanks so much 🥹🙏🏼

Slowly Easing Back Into Writing (w/ a Busy Schedule)

1 - For Now, Write for Fun and Relaxation - When you're neck deep in work, school, parenting, caregiving, or any other of life's big commitments, you may want to go the low pressure route with writing and let it be an outlet for fun and relaxation. This gives you carte blanche to write when, what, and how much you want without having to worry about any sort of "progress." And the beauty is, whether you write five words a day or five-hundred, you are still "making progress" in terms of honing your writing skills and adding to a body of work. You just don't have to be focused on that for now.

2 - Meet Yourself Where You're At - Even when you give yourself permission to write for fun, you may still find yourself wanting to create goals, a writing routine, and a writing schedule... and that's fine, just be sure to meet yourself where you're at when creating these things. In other words, be honest with yourself about things like available writing time, energy requirements, potential distractions, steady commitments, and other potential challenges to meeting goals and sticking with a routine/schedule. Be flexible. Have reasonable expectations. And give yourself grace when things don't go as planned.

3 - Go For the "Low Hanging Fruit" - Getting back into writing doesn't have to mean pursuing big writing projects, and it honestly probably shouldn't when you have other big things going on that need to take priority. Luckily, there's a lot of "low hanging fruit" you can go after to get your words in. Those will be different for everyone according to where you find inspiration and motivation, but some examples would be journaling about your day or dreams, writing reviews of books and movies, writing out your feelings about a particular current event or something unusual you experienced that day, flash fiction writing prompts, short poem, free writing, writing exercises, etc. In other words, things that allow you to write as much or as little as you want, and you can switch it up depending on how you're feeling.

4 - Spend Time Filling Your Creative Well - If you're limited on time and energy, don't underestimate the importance of using the free time you have to fill your creative well... read books/short stories/fan-fiction/magazines/news stories, listen to audibooks or podcasts, watch TV shows or movies, play video games, watch documentaries, learn about things that interest you, research your family tree... anything that puts stories and story elements into your head is going to help you be a better writer. And if that's all you have time to do right now, that's okay, too!

5 - Make It a "Whole Thing" - If circumstances permit, take whatever writing time you have each week or month and "make it a whole thing." Get yourself a nice/pretty/fun notebook and some nice and/or colorful pens. Create a writing playlist. Find a special place to write (it can change as needed) where you'll feel safe, comfortable, and will be relatively distraction free. Create a little writing routine for yourself, like drinking a certain beverage, starting by listening to a certain song, wearing a particular hat or comfy cardigan, eating a particular snack, putting on some mood lighting... whatever works. It could even be as simple as putting a particular object next to your keyboard like a pretty rock, a scented candle, a certain plushie... anything your mind can start to associate with "this is writing time" can help trigger things that will get you into writing mode when it's time.

Here are some other posts that may help:

Guide: How to Rekindle Your Motivation to Write Guide: Filling Your Creative Well Getting Excited About Your Story Again Getting Unstuck: Motivation Beyond Mood Boards & Playlists Getting Your Writing Magic Back After a Break Writer’s Block

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[fordtato]

whats your process for writing scripts? specifically the ones with the giant corkboards. im trying to write a video essay myself, and im not sure how to go about it

Good question! It really changes from video to video. but typically, it begins broad and then gets narrowed down to little details.

I open a google doc and put the vague concept for the video up top. From there i outline out the things i want to cover, listing out the more narrow concepts, like an outline, and then fill out the spaces under them whenever i think of something. Like, I might think of a line or a joke or a detail and then open the doc and put it under the right heading.

This means that the video is almost never written in order, it's written at the whims of whatever i happen to be thinking about on a given day, or whatever detail I uncover accidentally in my research that I realize NEEDS to be added or placed in a specific section.

Somewhere during this process, i'm thinking about props and set design, and so i add color-coded notes to the script in appropriate places, usually purple notes for something i put on the screen in my edit, and orange or blue for a physical item I hold up when I say a specific line.

At this point, the framing device starts to form. In this instance, it would be a corkboard. So I go through the script, one thing at a time, and add a color-coded line next to each spoken line indicating what needs to be added to the corkboard. I also might have a separate doc or a canva file where I plan out everything I need on the corkboard in the end, so I could then distribute those elements through the script.

The thing is, though, I don't do any of this in the order listed above specifically. Everything is being done at once, from researching to writing to planning out makeup and costumes to planning out the corkboard. But it averages out to at least an hour or two every day, split up throughout the day.

An additional tip I have is to also have a notepad on your phone, SEPARATE from your google doc, to write down jokes or lines or ideas if you think of them away from your computer. Do NOT read through your script before you do it, just add the idea to the phone notepad, and then leave it there for a while. And once every few days, go through the notepad and decide which ideas should be added to the doc and where, and then empty the notepad out. Sometimes when you are staring at a single document, you end up getting stale, or only thinking of ideas related to the stuff in the doc. so having a separate space to just stick stuff helps me ensure I'm adding new ideas and details that might be more out of left field.

I also recommend talking to friends about your ideas in a phonecall or discord call, out loud, regularly. When you explain stuff to people, your brain is able to think of shortcuts in efficiently delivering information. It is easy, when you sit down and write a massive video, to accidentally write 3 paragraphs where 1 would be fine, because we don't write the way we speak out loud. In verbal conversation, we are more direct (usually, in my experience, at least). You also will likely come up with jokes when talking to your friends, because you are relaxed and just chatting about something you enjoy, and that is where the gold is. You want to write those jokes down immediately in your little phone notepad. Trust me, it is easier to come up with video jokes when chatting with friends than it is when you are staring at a script begging yourself to be funny or witty.

Hope this helps, and good luck!

[nabi-unveiled]

Nabi Notices (June 12, 2025)

Why do we enjoy and gravitate towards certain shows?

Is it the writing? The cinematography? The acting? The soundtrack? A character that resonates? Some other nebulous factor?

(Like a giant plushie!)

Is it easier to connect when there's external or internal conflict? This is the question I've pondered a lot this week.

It's definitely going to vary by person.

For myself, I often have criticisms of shows. A huge part of my job is ripping apart the writing and videos of others, and others rip apart my work as well. I notice things...a lot. It's why I dread finales. A ton of crimes happen in finales. But I can GREATLY enjoy a show while having strong criticisms.

Call it hypocritical if you want, but I watch based on vibes. If I'm enjoying my time, that's what matters to me. I'm typically going to focus on the things that bring me joy.

Maybe there's a character (often the unhinged, sassy or sunshine ones) that I'm finding particularly delightful.

Or maybe a show has me yelling at my tv screen, throwing pillows, and wishing all kinds of misfortunes for a particular character instead.

Or maybe I want to give the character (and myself) a pep talk.

And I always LOVE it when a show tickles my brain and I can learn something new. (Old screenshot here)

Or when I can go on a scavenger hunt for symbolism.

I'm also beginning to think that I'm more of an internal conflict person, but I'm still mulling that over.

The Things I Noticed This Week:

The deluge of content has continued so this certainly doesn't represent everything I watched 😅. I probably should've watched less and slept more, but where's the fun in that?

Fabulous Fit

I love sweaters. That's an understatement. So it should be no surprise that I loved both the sweaters in Fight for You and Moon & Dust. The one in Fight for You just had a fun element with it's color and style, and the one in Moon & Dust was just stylish and a turtleneck. I'd wear them both.

And... the other side of me was very enamored with all of the white outfits this week. I might not wear them, but I certainly loved looking at them.

The Next Prince/Pit Babe 2/Trapped in Osaka

Fascinating Find

Sweetheart Service sent me down a rabbit hole to see what all would be involved if he wanted to program Sebastian (the robot vacuum cleaner) to talk. It's doable.

And Kim feeding Kenta in Pit Babe 2 sent me searching for more details about that particular dish to see if I could make it at home. I can't really imagine someone feeding me like that, but it looks so yummy. I found a couple recipes I'll add to my "to try" list.

Fantastic Frame

There was a lot of beautiful framing in The Next Prince and Reset, but the eyes got me this week. So much can be conveyed through how a person looks at someone else.

Ballboy Tactics

Knock Out

*As always seems to be the case with Knock Out, it's really the scene rather than a particular frame. But their eyes were speaking during this scene. Poor Thun fighting for his life while Keen made sure he was going to get what he wanted.

Fun Flourish

Sound reigned supreme in this category this week. I already talked about the music in The Next Prince and shared a fun fmv for Knock Out.

But I also added a new song to my playlist thanks to My Sweet Brother-in-Law.

I might have been too entranced by the music to focus much on the shower scene 😅. But it was also a pretty sweet sequence for this couple, and we got a good look at our red flag's butterfly tattoo.

Favorite Fragment

Reset

This line had me dying. Our boy Armin has no chill, and I'm here for it. It was a delightfully unexpected surprise.

I also enjoyed the following conversation.

Even if I think characters should NEVER joke about getting hit by a car. There's too much precedent in dramaland.

But it's truth. My brother got hit by a car while INSIDE a building (he's okay). Point is - let's enjoy life and the shows that bring us joy.

My Queue for the Coming Week:

I'm not even trying to figure this out for this week. I'll watch a lot, and my attention is ping ponging between shows (both old and new) like this is an Olympic level match these days. I'm very much looking forward to seeing Sorn cry.

[magnus-marmot]

TMAGP 38 thoughts: let's talk hunger

Spoilers!

Felt weird coming to this right after watching a video essay on Amnesia: A Machine for Pigs. Gives it a funny undertone. This little piggy went to market...

Once again, we've got some hunger and eating related stuff in the incident. As I have mentioned in some of my other posts, I have noticed a connection with literal and metaphorical hunger and some symbolism that could tie into the alchemical Luna (I added a brief explanation to my pinned post). Most of those cases have a high H value, and in this one the H was also the highest one (DPHW 2153). So I'm starting to lean towards H meaning Hunger, which would conveniently also be Hunger in the German equivalent (TSHU). But I'm still keeping my mind open for other interpretations.

What this case was missing (and what most other Hunger cases have) is an emotional element or a painful memory. So with very little proof and a lot of reading between the lines, I will claim that the trauma is on the mother. She reacted very oddly to the carousel and told the kid to keep it safe and not play with it. It connects to her antique business/hobby, and more importantly, she immediately jumped to thinking it was from East Berlin. The mother spoke fluent German, so it's not inconceivable to think that she grew up in East Germany, which was dissolved in 1990 (the case is dated in 1992). The carousel may even have been her own childhood toy. Since she refused to teach her kid German, it feels fitting to me that she might have some trauma related to her life in there. And if my theories are correct about the world manifesting or reflecting the collective unconscious, we can imagine that East Germany manifested a lot of traumatic events for its citizens. Even if we don't know what the mother's specific emotional turmoil was.

Through this lens, the entire symbolism starts making a little more sense too. At night, the pigs turned red and black, which were two of the three prominent colors on the DDR flag. The pigs are oinking angrily, "in German", almost like police or military officers shouting orders as they circle the sad people who are drowning in blood in the middle. Okay it may not be the subtlest metaphor, but this is what I'm personally reading between the lines. Oh, and let's not forget about the bit at the end where the kid bites into a "ham" sandwich right after listening (albeit not understanding) a creepy voice talk about eating parents. Which little piggy went to market again?

As for alchemy stuff, there's not much for me to look into. Celia mentioned specific symbols (lead, sulphur, phosphorus and zinc), but it's just as impossible for me to say what they relate to as it was for her. I expected some juicier alchemy from Colin's notes, but I guess I'll have to wait for Alice to decode it. I also can't wait to meet Heinrich Unheimlich. If he's the same as Mr. Cat Eyes, we've got ourselves another trickster character.

[pomegranate-teardrop]

seventeen meets black dandyism, pt. 1

how i would dress 95line for the 2025 met gala

so proud of our leader for showing out all by himself, big man in the big apple ✩࿐࿔

seungcheol

obviously, he looked great! i'm surprised boss did such an earnest job at incorporating a korean flair while still keeping the theme (zoot suit meets hanbok?), but i still wanted a bit more from the styling, specifically accessories!!

dramatic hats, walking sticks, and a peekaboo pocket watch or square are right at home on a classic black dandy. and it would be easy to keep the cultural fusion going into these elements

for the hat, a woven bamboo paeraengi dyed to match one of the darker greys he's wearing. according to my very light research, a paeraengi would be worn by commoners during the joseon dynasty. cheol wearing a "low-status" accessory like this to the met gala would be a nod to the concept of the black dandy: those of a lower socioeconomic class due to race subverting the classic European styles, silhouettes, embellishments, and tailoring associated with aristocrats

having the paeraengi literally drip with diamonds (see cheers music video) would further this, as well as lean into a literal representation of "drip" (referring to the modern afro-american slang for dressing in a stylish manner, with heavy emphasis on hip hop fashion over the last twenty years). the black dandyism to drip pipeline must be acknowledged

anyway, moving on to the cane. if we had to make it korean, it wouldn't take much. there's a series of cane techniques known as ji pang ee sool in the korean martial art hapkido. they can be traced back to the buddhist monks of the silla period, who would even fight with wild stuff like umbrella-shaped canes, hollow inside to hide swords (kingsman much?). i couldn't find many fashionable pictures of the hapkido canes, but it wouldn't be too difficult to design one suitable for cheollie's outfit, then carve the three principles of hapkido (hwa, won, and yu) into it, i don't know

jeonghan

now i would love to see hannie dressed up as someone's black church-loving grandma just as much as anyone else, but let's be honest. jeonghan's black dandy is just a bit more whimsical than that... shut up and give me a top hat.

would it be wrong of me to pitch willy wonka meets michael jackson meets peter do if they were cloned and then merged together at exactly 11:51 on hallow's eve, 2049? i'm talking tailoring so sharp it could cut your nail into the perfect square. and rich, bold colors because i'm tired of seeing him in neutrals

and black dandyism isn't just menswear. playing with self expression and even gender presentation is a big deal (as black people have always been hyper-masculinized to the point of being seen as more beast than human), and that flirtation between the seemingly masculine and seemingly feminine can be incorporated through a cinched waist on an otherwise boxy suit jacket or a ruffle poking out from a rigid collar

asian people tend to be hyper-feminized through the western gaze, and jeonghan, who has received girl allegations more than most, would be especially suitable for such a dandy-coded polarity. referencing janelle monáe (arguably the foremost femme black dandy) is a must, as she manages to embrace this interplay even in unapologetically feminine silhouettes

wisdom kaye's skirted looks can't be forgotten either, especially when he experiments with layering a vest or corset, or adding some oversized embellishment. i could just need to take my medication, but a theatrically large norigae (a traditional korean pendant, pictured below) could be right at home as a flourish on hannie's fit. not to mention how it would compliment seungcheol's hanbok-inspired suit

joshua

joshua, the gentleman himself

i want him in a fur. specifically cruella de vil's fur. now you may be asking, what the hell does that have to do with the black dandy? me personally, i've never met a bougie black socialite who doesn't love a mink coat

let's be honest here. 70s pimp fashion is the missing link between the harlem renaissance- and black power-era black dandy, and the black dandy of hip hop (from preppy and mafioso influences to streetwear, bling, and of course, drip). i so badly want shua to step out pimping, and that means he's gonna be in that fur coat

best believe that's not the only coat i'm having him wear. right under the fur will be a patterned layer to up interest. the example below features phoenixes, cranes, and peaches, which are said to represent prosperity, longevity, and abundance, as well as purity and royalty. if i was going to do a train, i'd want this peeking out just slightly from under that perfectly fluffy mink

then to add a little more european flair, an overly wide-brimmed canotier (also shown below) but made in a different material to the usual straw. i wouldn't be mad at a leather situation, with gloves and shiny dress shoes to match. and the hat would be tilted to the side, but you already knew that

this is your punishment for me not sleeping

yaya ✩࿐࿔

[peaterookie]

wOW!! LOOK AT THESE GUYS!!

i made cookie run versions of the lupgang, uh if you dont know, cookie run is a video game franchise about these gingerbread cookies and you should not play it

anyways, time for me to explain for hours about the thought that went in these designs!!!

Lupin III - Cactus Cookie

firstly, yes, cacti can be eaten. for lupin's case i think you'll deadass die if you eat him

the reason i chose cactus for his flavor is because of his incredible persistent to survive in the most dangerous and impossible conditions, much like how cacti dont need a lot to survive in the desert.

i think this may be a reach but i recall a lot of times where lupin is in the desert but idk that bitch can be anywhere bro also hes a prick

I used the green color of the cactus, but cactus cookie can change the color of his cactus coat and the flower tie.

also cacti can sprout flowers! that's very gay of them to do, very lupincore

if you're curious about his eyes, i based it off of strawberry cream cookie's eyes, i think it fits a lot with lupin's googly eyes

Jigen Daisuke - Shiitake Cookie

i think his flavor was the hardest to decipher, but i decided to use shiitake, mainly because another certain mushroom themed cookie uses it as a huge hat...

also, shiitake mushrooms have a rather strong, meaty and earthly taste, which i think fits jigen's strong and gruff personality.

I also added some pepper on the mushroom, which is just, intensifying the strength peppercorn can also be used for bullets !

in addition, shiitake mushrooms are one of the ingredients of sukiyaki, which i think is a rather iconic food for jigen !

Goemon Ishikawa XIII - Soba Cookie

SOBAAAAAA soba is earthly noodle and it looks like the color of goemon's hair, that's literally it sorry i dont have anything else HAHAHAH

nvm i think i have more design notes for goemon some of his design elements are inspired off of rebel cookie, which is based off of a korean classical character hong gildong jeon, who has a very similar story to ishikawa goemon !

also goemon's swords are chopsticks, tehe

Fujiko Mine - Cinnamon Bun Cookie

I wanted to show her deceitful personality through the flavor, and i arrived on cinnamon buns, primarily because cinnamon is a spice that can be very harmful to consume in huge doses, but many people seem to like the cinnamon flavor.

i use the cinnamon flower on her head, like how i put a flower on lupin's head, to kinda show that they have a similar personality and profession

also design inspo

Koichi Zenigata - Macadamia Cookie

the flavor was very easy to decide on. if you don't know, cookie run detective characters are typically nut cookies! (walnut cookie, almond cookie)

so i decided on macadamia nuts, the hardest nuts, because of his stubborn and headstrong personality

other than that, not a lot to comment. if you wonder why there's blue in his designs, i dont really know tbh, i used blue as a color base and i found it pretty on him.

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[accio-victuuri]

September CPNs round-up 🔴🟡🟢

•exploring the unknown episode 1 clownery 🦴

• exploring the unknown episode 2 candy which is more explanation about tea and coffee connection

• more clues that xz helped wyb out in packing his things for the show

• 9/2 fake rumor per this weibo account :

it’s all fake. one time during work visit XZ：x jie, you can leave first, my friend will come and meet me later x jie：ok, bye xiao laoshi that friend wyb they met for about 3 hours. love means that even if it’s only 3 hours, i will still go and see you.

• someone on weibo mentioning that xz took the legend of zanghai cast to eat at a restaurant in hengdian where there are many bjyx photos on the wall. these were placed by cp fans who frequented that place. treat this as a fake rumor. lol.

• Hello to trunk weibo account who posted their GQ spreads! Oh yes! Bad boys HAHAHAHAHA! i am still hoping that their bazaar untamed spread will have a physical copy someday.

• YBO used a chongqing dialect expression in a video

• a bit of clowing with the snowy mountain drawing and how it’s a possible foreshadowing to bobo’s mountain episode in exploring the unknown

• love expert wang yibo talking about liking someone in exploring the unknown episode 3 & then yibo proceeds to share some photos that we also clowned about

• wyb draws an “x” in the snow and a throwback to bittermelon juice + acting out ( exploring the unknown episode 4 )

• the color red being prominent in jimmy choo ad

• tencent video has posted about how exploring the unknown has the highest barrage. one of their example is obviously from a cpf lol

• some minor candies 9/10 - 9/13 🍬 the most significant one being the similarity between a ybo artwork and xz’s previous ones

• IF and Dove livestream candies

• they both like snail rice noodles

• i’m just adding this here because it’s bjyx brainrot HAHAHAHAHAHA! i think the photos speak for itself. especially with bobo’s new found talent for tying ropes. 👀👀👀

i still cannot find any innocent meaning on why xz decided to use that bdsm bunny shirt. so yeah. 🤷🏻‍♀️

• georges hobeika wedding clothes match

• not really cpn but fandom is happy that cql was included in yibo’s 10 year anniversary poster there were also some noted similarities in editing from the video they posted to how xzs does it, but at this point it’s already a pattern lol. personally, what i’m eating is that CQL was 23rd on the list of works, which is ai zan ( love zhan ).

• zz’s mid autumn festival post ( 18:21 )

• The Moon Represents My Heart CPN & 9/20 things. A very busy day for cpfs!

the same night, XZ flies off to Macau and his look is similar to something wyb wore before. twins!

• pizza in Milan 🍕

• empty world / i’m so lucky i have us cpn

• they both love animals

• beijing culture forum photoshoot elements taking inspiration from wyb photos

• sparkling tom ford jackets ✨

• zz is in guangdong and wyb in zhuhai 👀 ; more clowning related to the smiling face emoji

• wyb likes sea turtles the most

• both of them promoting their hometowns!

• another lrlg clue that came true ( yibo saying he wants to go home )

• XZS 5th anniversary video sweets

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