#also me using a decent res canvas for once hello???

[indigo-flowers09]

Tumblr has indoctrinated me into liking Horrordust FUCK!!!

i need someone to hug me like that bro…

horror by sour apple studios

dust by the dust ask blog idk the name bro

[sylviareviar]

Cards

Hello friends I am currently on a major Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D's high and therefore want to duel people, but here's the catch...

I also want to RP as my character, Sylvia, and I want to use The Weather Painters. But I also strongly dislike Link Monsters. So for the sake of some fics I've posted to Wattpad (because I am attached to them, but not proud of them), I've made some fake cards and am trying to make them balanced. (Also please don'tbe mad at me for this. They're my comfort fics and I like to think I could make some decent cards... If you don't want to do any practice duels/RP with my character because she's a self-insert or because of these cards, I completely understand. I've simply gone in too deep and would like someone to indulge with...)

Here are some examples of my cards. Please keep in mind, since I made these with 5D's (and their respective World Championships series video games) in mind, I also would like to use the rules of the TCG according to the anime/games at the time. (No Xyz or later Extra Deck Monsters, Dark Synchro and Tuners are okay, players draw a card even on the first turn, no extra zones, etc.) This is not canon to my character, nor should it have to be canon to yours if you don't want it to be. I just need someone to gush to ;-;

(Also by the way, I switched out the Google search artworks I had for the art on these characters to just generic stock photos or blank/patterned color just in case, because I don't want to claim what the artists made as my own. I'm working on my own rendition of the artworks I want to see. It won't be in the same style because I don't know how to replicate it, but when I'm done, I might post them up here.)

The only The Weather Tuner Monster: The Weather Painter Wind, who is a stand-in for the color red (or Crimson, because the overlap is too good to ignore). As such, she has no attack or defense points and is only one star, making her perfect for the dragon of my character, who is an artificial Signer (no, I'm not making this up, it was actually in the video games. It's not canon, which means it's fair game to play with >:D )

Upon re-reading her effect, I think I'll edit it, actually. Just remove the entire second part of her effect.

"This card cannot be used for the Synchro Summon of a Monster besides a Synchro "The Weather" Monster, and can only be used for Synchro Summoning. Once per turn, during the Standby Phase of the turn after this card was banished from the field to activate a "The Weather" card's effect: You can Special Summon this card."

From now on, that's the new effect of Wind.

The reason Wind has no ATK or DEF is to balance out this card, which I thought would be interesting to treat like a canvas of its own. Despite being a Dragon-type Monster, it's still a part of "The Weather" archetype, as it represents the sky--a canvas for the Weather Painters--as a whole. I like to imagine that as the guardian of the fairies, it has six wings, one of each canon Weather Painter's colors, and one or two of them will light up based on which ones were used to create its total ATK and DEF. For example, if Rain and Cloud were combined with Wind to create Sky Dragon, its ATK would be 1200 + 1500 = 2700 and DEF would be 1400 + 1000 = 2400. Or Snow and Thunder could make 1700 ATK and 2200 DEF. And so on. You could also just use Aurora if you wished, making its ATK and DEF 2200 and 2000 respectively. It's a 7-star monster because all of the Weather Painters except Aurora are LV 3, Aurora being LV 6. With just one star on Wind, that makes Sky Dragon fit into the pattern as a Signer Dragon.

(Another big plot point of my character is the power to make new cards, by the way, but it only works for her archetype and it's very, very difficult to do because if I make her make too many, I would skew the balance of the archetype too much)

Also the dragon's ability does not prevent people from destroying the Weather Painters in battle, which is decently easy to do because they're not super powerful anyway.

I also have...

I just put her usual Link Summoning conditions as Fusion conditions instead, and since she no longer has Link markers and now has Defense Points, I tried to balance her out by making it so her effect works on the two spaces on either side of her. Since this is essentially a replica card, I figured it was okay to use the official Rainbow art as the artwork here, since I'm pretending the Link version doesn't exist. I also have a Synchro version of Moonbow, which I've tried to do something similar with.

The text didn't fully appear on the card. Sorry about that.

I admit this one may be a bit overpowered... If you think I should change it, please let me know. (I made this with several Fusion monsters in mind, because fused weather conditions as well as blended colors are such a cool thing to play with and I really think the Weather Painters deserve to have an amazing palette of colors; that's why it says 2 or more, despite Rainbow actually having 3 as a summoning condition.)

(I also made a custom version of The Weather Forecast, but only so that it mentions Extra Deck "The Weather" Monsters instead of just Link ones.)

These are all the cards I'm most comfortable sharing. I have maybe two more I'd be willing to share, too, but they're support cards and may also make the deck overpowered (since I made them a long time ago) so I decided against revealing them.

If you're okay with these, please let me know. I've been craving someone to share these with for a long, long time.

[linguisticswithlester]

Let Me Memorize Your Eyes - Chapter Six: First Step          

Rating: NA

Chapter:  6/?

Word Count: 2734

Warnings: I think this chapter is free of any, but if you find one let me know!

Notes: I really didn't think this chapter would be up today because I have been so unmotivated to write but look, its up and I actually enjoy this chapter! And I hope you guys will too!

Summary: Phil is a struggling artist with bruised trust and Dan is a talented baker working in a coffee shop trying to forget his smoldering past. When their paths cross will Dan end up being Phil’s new muse? Or will he be the one thing keeping Phil from putting a brush to canvas ever again?

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[Start at the Beginning]

The Next Day

   Dan arrived at work a few minutes early to be ready for his new night shift. The cafe stayed open later than the usual cafe being as they closed at eleven. Switching shifts wasn't really that big of a deal to Dan, it meant he could sleep in longer in the mornings. However, he did like being off earlier so he could go do whatever he wanted in the evening but, whatever. Dan glanced at the clock, it was almost three. He grabbed his purple apron off the hook with “Dan” tapped above and slid it on. An apron wasn't anything new to Dan but, that purple was. Wrapping it around his back and tying it in the front, Dan found the staff computer and clocked in.

    A few hours had passed and nothing really exciting happened. He was working with Becca that night, so she kept him busy when things slowed down. He has grown to like her and her need to over share things. She really was a nice girl; she just didn't have anyone to talk to that didn’t spill milk out of their nose for fun at her house, so her coworkers become her best friends during the day. Until they can find someone to help cover the night shift, it was going to be Dan and Becca together most nights.

Chime.

    The bell above the door rang, causing both Becca and Dan to glance over.

    “Hello, Phil!” shouted Becca as she unfolded her arms and left the counter her and Dan were leaning on and went over to great the man. Dan’s stomach dropped at the sight of the raven haired gentleman. He saw him yesterday for a brief second in a passing glance but other than that, the last time he saw him was his first day of work.

    “No glasses,” Dan thought to himself as the man tuned to greet Becca.

     “How are you? Is your day going good?” Becca asked with a lot of enthusiasm when she reached him. He looked up at her and his fringe swung with the movement.

    “Hey Bec, yeah work was long but, I survived.” The man replied as a breathy laugh cut off the last word. He shoved his hands in his pockets and rocked back on his heels.

    “Well, I’ll get you a cup of coffee with extra sugar then.” Becca stated has she patted his sweater covered arm. “I see that you’ve got your backpack with you again. Are you working on something special? I have seen that bag more times this week than I have in the whole month of June.”

    Dan couldn’t hear what was said next as another customer came in ringing the bell. Dan took the order but, was distracted by the way that man’s lips moved when he talked. He couldn’t hear him but, by with the way his facial expression stole the show, Dan new it was something he was passionate about. It also looked like he could hold his own with Becca which was something that one needed in order to be friends with her.

     Dan filled the order and by the time the customer came up to grab their order, Becca was back from bringing Philip his coffee. He was still sat in the very back booth that he sat in the first time.

    Dan and Becca were back to leaning against the counter in the front where they could watch for customers and continue talking. This time Dan started the conversation.

    “Hey, who was that?”

    “Who was who? Phil?” Becca replied nudging her head forward towards the very last booth, uncrossing her folded arms and placing them on each side of her on the counter.

Dan raised his right eyebrow as in answer to her question. Did he prefer Phil? Or Philip?

    “Yeah, I guess.” He said with a slight shake of his head.

    “Oh, that’s Phil. He has been coming here for a few months now. He usually keeps to himself and doesn’t talk that much. He does incredible art work though. I’ve seen some of it when I pass by his table to bring him his coffee; It’s amazing. It’s so realistic and that’s just with pencil. He told me he used to paint on canvas too but, he never told me why he stopped. I think he's going to be featured in a new art gallery soon that they are going to be hosting at the college. He's super excited but also sounds really nervous but, that’s to be expected I guess. He comes here, well, I guess, every day or almost every day and he used to never have is art stuff with him though. I'm excited to see what he's working on and if he’s going to paint again.”

    “Oh, you seem to know him pretty well. Are you guys friends?” Dan asked looking over at the raven haired beauty. “Are you guys...dating?”

    Dan didn't know why but the thought of Becca and Phil together didn't sit well with him. He didn't want to be with Phil; he had Carol but, it still would sting if she said yes. And Dan didn't even really know him at all really. Dan just knew that he was uniquely beautiful person.

   Becca let out a loud puff of laugh and quickly covered her mouth with her hand when the only two customers looked their way.

   “Me and Phil? Dating? That is something I've never heard before!”  Becca let her laugh out but with a quieter filter on this time still covering her mouth. “I only talk to Phil for briefs periods of time when he comes in everyday to get his coffee. He usually never stays longer than the time it takes to make his order. Like I said, he usually keeps to himself so I was surprised that I’ve seen him in here all last week and today.”

    “Oh, okay” Dan said with his head tilted to the side.

    “So he's an introverted artist that loves coffee… Intriguing.” Dan thought to himself as Becca finished her reply. Dan didn't have much friends in Manchester, most of his friends lived in London. They hardly ever came to visit him. Carol followed him out here to make sure he was healing properly and, of course because she loved him…

    But Dan would love to have a friend that he enjoyed hanging out with and returned the feeling. Having someone to play video games with and eat take out was something Dan needed. Carol used to do all of those things with him but, as she has grown, she has grown away from Dan and so have her hobbies. There is nothing wrong with that. Dan would just like a friend and he's apparently got his eyes set on a man he doesn't know anything about but, his name is Phil. Something about his presence is calling and it told Dan they could be great friends one day.

    “You should go say hi” Becca interrupted Dan’s thoughts that caught him off guard.

     “I should…” Dan said under his breath but not realizing he actually said it out loud. “Wait, what?”

    “You should go say hi. He really is a nice gentleman; he won’t bite. Go see if he needs a refill on his coffee or something. You've been staring at him the whole time he’s been sitting there so might as well do something about it.” Becca gave Dan’s shoulder a shove.

    “Go! You won’t regret it and I need some entertainment; tonight's been too slow for my liking. Do it for me.” And with that, she gave Dan one final shove that pushed him out from behind the counter.

     “Oh my god...I can't do this… I don't talk to random people… Well, all I'm doing is going over there to see if he needs more coffee. That is literally my job...I can do that…ugh.” Dan tried to contain his heart beat and his thoughts; there was literally nothing to be nervous about. He didn't know him and yet, his body was acting like Phil was his childhood crush.

First Step.

Dan straighten out his apron.

Second Step.

Dan’s hands rose to meet his head full of unruly curls to are sure they were in somewhat of a decent state.

Third Step.

Dan had this. This was his job but, God. Why was Phil making him so nervous? He has only said a few words to him days ago.

    Dan arrived at Phil’s booth, “Oh God...Dan you need to say something and not just stand here like a creeper.” Dan’s thoughts tried helping him out but, his mouth didn't want to form any words.

    Phil slowly raised his head to look over at Dan.

     “Hey...do you need another coffee?” Dan managed to choke out has the man looked at him.

    Phil looked down and reached for his empty cup that once held his sugary drink.

    “Umm… Yeah, why not. I'll be here for a while longer so some more caffeine won't hurt.” Phil said has he handed his cup of coffee to Dan.

    Dan tried to say sure but it got stuck in his throat along with anything else he tried to say. Trying to not be awkward wasn't something Dan was good at.

    Right as Dan was going to turn away it was like the thing blocking his throat disappeared and his words came it like they were coated in butter.

     “I'm Dan by the way. I don't think I've seen you in here in a while.” Dan decided it would be best not to mention he saw him walking on the street yesterday; that may be too much to add.

    “Oh well hey, Dan. My name’s Phil. Although, I apparently tell cute baristas it’s Philip with one ‘L.’ Which isn't technically a lie; my grandmother still calls me that.”

    Dan breath got caught on a word that flew past him...cute… did Phil really think Dan was cute?

     “But I usually just go by Phil.” Phil added with a little laugh that was a lot deeper than Dan expected. “But, yeah, I'm usually only in here towards the evening. I get off work around six most days so I head over here to get re-caffeinated. I had a weird day the day I was in here early. Most days I would still have been sleeping. But now, I’ve been coming here to work on some things I need to finish. It's hard to concentrate in my flat because I can just lay in bed and binge Netflix. Here I actually have to work.”

    Dan couldn't help but look down at the notebook that was laying in front of the man with a pencil laying across the page. It was full of waving lines making up the top half of the page. It was a face; it looked like it was someone he knew...

    Before Dan could get a good look, Phil must have noticed Dan’s eye drop to the table because he immediately closed the sketch book.

    “Sorry, I'm just getting back into drawing and such again and it’s not some of my best work.” Phil said resting his hands in his lap and raising his shoulders.

    “Yeah, no problem. I should have better control on where my eyes go anyway. I'm sorry.”

Shit.  

    “No, it’s fine. I used to not have a problem with people looking at my work. I just haven't had anyone want to do so for a while. And I actually haven’t been creating much lately so these are all rough drafts. Maybe once I finish one of the projects I'm working on, I can show it to you? If you'd like?”

     “I would love to.” Dan could not believe he was actually talking to Phil. He seemed like such a nice guy. Maybe they could actually be something one day….

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    “Oh my God…” Phil thought to himself as he left the cafe that night. He finally found out the name of the barista he has been drawing; Dan… he never would have guessed but, it suits him. Phil has been drawing this random boy since he saw him over a week ago. He didn't know why but, every time he started to draw it always turned into Dan somehow. He hardly knew anything about him but, he was all Phil saw.

      Phil was taken by surprise when he came up to introduce himself. Phil was not expecting that. He had been so focused on what he was drawing, he didn't even hear Dan walk up beside him; it was a pleasant break from staring at lead coated paper. Phil was still trying to recover from his past relationship and he was taking it day by day. However, for some reason, this boy has pulled on Phil’s heartstrings. Phil didn’t know what he was feeling or what he should be feeling but, he was nervous. He once though Andrew was nice and caring. There was something about him too… and Phil was wrong. He had such a hard time trusting others but, he felt that he could trust Dan... Maybe just a little bit; it flustered Phil.

    There was something about him that made Phil feel like one day they might actually be friends. He learned that Dan has the night shift now until they find a replacement so Phil would be seeing him more often than not now and he wasn't going to lie, that was a little exciting.

    Out with the excitement and in with the cringe. Phil just remembered… he called Dan cute. He didn't realize it came out of his mouth until it was too late. He wanted to go dig a hole and lie in it right then and there but, Phil played it off like it was supposed to be there. He could never flirt but, that one slipped out. The boy never pressed him about it so Phil was hoping that he hadn't noticed. He just hope it sounded cool when he said it.

    “Oh my god.” Phil thought again, “My sketch book!”

    Not only did Dan see part of what Phil was drawing earlier, which was another portrait of the not so empty name tagged barista, Phil left his sketch book right on the table where he was sitting. He remembered putting all the pencils, erasers, pens  and, whatever else he used into their own little bag and picking up all the papers he tore out. He also remembers picking up the book and setting it aside so it was out of the way while he picked up his mess. He grabbed his bag and his cup and headed for the door to say his goodbyes and return the mug but, he must have forgotten to go back and get his sketch book. It was probably lying right by the window on the booth, just waiting for someone to find it and go through. There were sketches in there that he didn't want anybody to see; things that were really personal to him and bad memories drawn out from months ago… and now sketches of a barista he just learned the name of…

God.

    What if Dan found it?

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    It was closing time soon after Phil had left; Dan was surprised he stayed so long. He was there for more than a few hours but, Dan got why though. It is hard to concentrate at your home because your bed is just right there constantly calling out to you.

    Dan started wiping down tables and picking up leftover trash from the last few customers that stopped by last minute. Becca locked the doors and wiped down the glass portion of the window; somehow children’s handprints always found a way to decorate the glass.

    Dan got to the booth Phil was sitting at.

    “Huh? What is this” Dan said as he tucked the towel he has been using into one of the apron’s front pockets and picked up an old notebook with random page’s sticking out throughout the book. Dan inspected the cover, it had a beautiful geometric houseplant drawn on the front with lots of smaller doodles surrounding it. He flipped it over to find that even more small sketches and doodles littered the back. It looked like a mess but, it looked like Phil’s.

     “Phil must have left his sketch book here...”