#also the format might b fucked idk

[formulaforza]

cupcakes-- m.schumacher

pairing: mick schumacher x reader word count: 650 a/n: I just want to pinch his cheeks

The whole house smelled like cake, you’d been baking all afternoon and were mixing red food coloring into the vanilla frosting when he got home from the gym. He called his hello from around the corner and appeared soon after, sweaty and stupidly sexy, water bottle in hand. 

He set it in the sink with a metallic thud, and then he’s hugging you from behind, kissing your neck and your shoulder and your hair. “Micky!” You giggled, squirmed in his arms. “You’re so gross.”

“I’m your gross,” He says, releases you from his strong grip and swipes his index finger through your half-mixed  frosting. 

“Baby!” You scold, smile on your face, and shove him in the direction of your bedroom. “Go shower.” He walks backward toward the room, wiggling his brows and laughing while he sucks the pink frosting from his finger. 

“Do you want to help me decorate?” You ask when he’s done and showered, lounging on the couch and crolling through his phone. You watch over his shoulders as he clicks the power button off, drops the device face down onto his chest. You swear you can see his smile, even though you’re looking at the back of his head. 

“I can think of nothing I want to do more,” He replies, standing up with a groan, stretching, yawning, lazily trudging over to joining you in the kitchen. You hand him a butter knife and the frosting container. 

“It’s not a race.” You warned him, pointing your own knife at him. 

“It’s always a race.” He kisses you and laughs, but listens, takes his time covering the cupcakes in pink frosting. He pays so much attention to detail that you figure he’s holding a silent competition with you. If he can’t race you, he can make a better looking cupcake than you. You finish frosting your half before he does.  Aye! He yelps when you grab one from his side. Keep your grubby hands off my cupcakes. 

You roll your eyes, set it back down on the counter and grab the sprinkles from the pantry. You’re done before he’s finished frosting, still tediously painting the cake with his dull knife. You set all of your cupcakes carefully into the plastic holder, remove one right after, and sit on the counter next to him to eat it. “I like that one,” You say, mouth half full, pointing to the one of his that looks the messiest. “What happened there?”

He’s moved onto the sprinkles, now, holding the cupcake at eye level and carefully placing each sprinkle individually. He glares at you over the frosting. “That’s the abstract one.” You laugh, almost spit the cupcake out of your mouth, laugh harder. He shakes his head, chuckles, too. You love to make him laugh, even if it’s accidentally. 

You swipe a finger through the leftover frosting when he isn’t looking, and when he sets his finished cupcake on the counter, you wipe it on his face, pink and sweet and sugary on his cheek. He jumps, tries to dodge, to swat your hand away, but the deed is already done. You look at him with wide eyes and a stupidly giant smile, lick the rest of the frosting off your finger. “You’re dead!” He says, and you launch yourself off the counter with a squeal, running from him around the island, laughing and laughing. He chases you into the living room, tackles you onto the couch. He kisses you and gets frosting on your face and you giggle into his mouth. “What do you have to say for yourself?” He asks. 

You beam, try to bite your lip and stifle a laugh. “I love you?” 

“You love me?” He mocks, tickles your side. “You love me, huh?” He repeats, kissing your cheeks and your forehead and anything close to his lips.

“I do!” You laugh hard, without restraint, loud and unabashed and achy.

[pottedplant53]

Silly Little Theory Regarding Chapter Seven [Spoilers!]

Heyyyyy so this is basically just my Diasomnia brainrot organised in a semi-presentable format and dressed up as a theory, please enjoy. Major Chapter Seven and character spoilers ahead!

In every chapter so far, the unique magic of that chapter’s central students has been revealed to us; from what we can tell right now, Diasomnia is shaping up to be the same way. Malleus’s signature spell has already been revealed and explained, so it’s only natural to expect that the rest of the Diasomnia family will receive the same treatment in the near future. While I have a few little ideas about what Lilia and Sebek’s spells could be, in this tedtalk I’ll be speculating on my personal favourite character, Silver.  

Personal bias for sleepy boy aside, it’s fairly apparent that Silver will be an important player in chapter seven, and, if there is one, the potentially upcoming chapter eight. I think we can all agree that Mickey’s line about seeing Silver in Yuu’s room – or at least in Yuu’s magic mirror – sets off some major suspicious alarm bells. The fact that this man has either, A, broken into our house, or B, has some kind of connection to the cross-dimensional magic mirror that is more than likely Yuu’s only ticket home, gives us ample reason to suspect that he’s more than meets the eye.

I know I’m slightly digressing, but all of this to say that I think Silver’s unique magic might be dream hopping, or some other lucid-dreaming related talent. Thematically speaking, it matches his character very well, and in the context of the story it could potentially be INVALUABLE in beating OB!Malleus. As for how it fits into the endgame plot, it could explain why Silver was able to appear in the mirror; though there isn’t any official confirmation or solid evidence for this, considering the fact that the mirror is the method in which we regularly converse with Mickey fucking Mouse, we can (somewhat) safely assume that it’s dream related.

This point is kind of flaky, but the fact that Mickey only appears at night, combined with the emphasis on the Disney villain dreams, shows that it isn’t too huge a leap to assume that Mickey and Yuu might be meeting in some kind of sleep world of sorts. Also, the game is literally called Twisted Wonderland. I don’t know how much harder they can hint that the overarching story will have something to do with dreams without spelling out the ending in bold writing.

Given the fact that dreams and sleep have been very much at the forefront during this chapter, it’s a natural conclusion to draw that Silver, one of this chapter’s main characters who also happens to have a mysterious, unexplained ailment which causes him to fall asleep in random places might just be important.

As of right now, though we know that he put everyone to sleep, we don’t know that much about what Malleus actually did. He spoke about everyone experiencing a rebirth, and we know that the driving force for his actions was wanting Lilia to stay, but that’s…pretty much it. Most people speculate that he’s sent them all to some form of dream world, which makes the most sense.

There are still a few big questions though, mainly whether or not Malleus actually has any control over what happens there. Is the extent of his abilities just trapping them in the dream realm, or does his spell include making them believe that it’s real? Going even further down the rabbit hole, can he actively alter memories in order to create a more ideal world for himself? Like, erasing Lilia’s memory of ever wanting to leave and things like that.

He clearly wants them all to be happy there, which wouldn’t be possible if they were aware they were dreaming, so I guess he must be able to??? Idk I’m kind of talking nonsense here.   

As for how Silver will fit in, the creators could really take this in any direction they feel like. What I personally think will happen is that due to his unique magic, or perhaps his tendency to fall asleep, he’ll manage to keep his memories of reality. He’ll be faced with choosing whether or not to do the right thing and step in to stop Malleus, or to just leave things be so he can keep Lilia forever. It’s been implied before (and, in some cases, outright stated) that Silver is terrified of change, so I could picture him dealing with a crisis of conscience where he knows he has to tell everyone the truth but is too afraid of the consequences. It would fit in perfectly with the other main theme of the Diasomnia chapter, how nothing lasts forever and that partings are inevitable.  

Even if this entire analysis/theory turns out to be utter nonsense, I’m super excited to for the next update and I sincerely hope that best boy will get the screentime he deserves.

Thank you for indulging my ramblings :D

Edit: It's new years day (2024) and I was just scrolling through my own posts like an egotistical maniac, so I thought I'd leave an edit saying happy birthday to Lilia :3

[angeltails]

i need you more than i should ever say

okayyy <3 thank u @snowflakeicicles for doing basically all the work in plotting this out <33 basically Ziggy jerks off 2 his bestie, there's a part 2 where i actually write smth but im not gonna lie i got lazy doing part one LOL i dont edit bc i dont believe in doing labour ever <3 so gl! idk how well formatted this is gonna b bc im writing on a tablet w a keyboard. if it doesn't mmm i'll fix it later!! before i do part 2 i might do smth self indulgent for miles or 4 mike

    “Personally I think you’re putting too much effort in for a jerkoff like him,” Ziggy knew he wasn’t being subtle as he watched his ‘best friend’ flick through their closet, the dull morning light danced on their floor and Ziggy stared blankly at the tiny corner of his screen that showed it as he tried to politely avert his eyes. Some mild attempt to preserve their modesty that was immediately undone when they pulled off their dress and his eyes immediately flicked upwards. Realizing a little too late what he had done Ziggy tilted his screen towards his ceiling, face burning painfully hot. He was pretty sure he was one wrong move from actually setting his bed on fire. 

    “That’s not the point, Zigs, you just gotta tell me what looks good-” they cut off and Ziggy felt safe to look, only to throw his phone nearly across the room when he found them peering into the camera, “are you paying attention to me? You better not be fucking streaming or something.”

    Ziggy’s heart felt like it was going to beat out of his goddamn chest as he rushed to pick up his phone, sliding the lock on his door. He didn’t relish the idea of his mom rushing in on him staring at his naked friend on facetime. The last thing Ziggy needed was some bullshit lecture on respecting others (he totally did respect the hell out of them, enough to give them completely unbiased fashion advice for a date he was totally not pissy about). His hands were shaking and Ziggy was pretty sure he had a pretty strong resemblance to a tomato at that moment, but mercifully when he looked back at his phone they were fully dressed. 

    “Jesus Christ, I wouldn’t be “fucking streaming” when you keep getting undressed! I’m not some kind of… like... pig!” Maybe he came on a little too strong with that defense, but he was totally right. Ziggy knew he wasn’t the type of guy to do that, he wasn’t so sure about the annoying boyfriend (who Ziggy did not wish death on on a weekly basis, it was biweekly now), “I mean, like, does your boyfriend do that shit? Because if so he’s an asshole-”

    “You know just because you have some kind of grudge against him doesn’t mean you can accuse him of actual crimes, Zig. That’s a little fucking rude.” Their voice was muffled as they rummaged around the bottom of their closet and emerged with a pair of platforms.

    “I’m not accusing anyone, I’m just saying if you’re shithead boyfriend was streaming you that’d be totall\

 fucked up?” Somewhere between Ziggy’s totally legitimate criticisms of said boyfriend (who should definitely drop dead right this instant so he couldn’t see the outfit they were wearing) they had wiggled into a miniskirt and crop top combo that made Ziggy feel a little bit lightheaded. He was pretty sure that he was starting to deserve a lecture about respecting people, he was also pretty sure that when this was over he was going to have to use jumper cables to restart his pulse.

    Sliding a hand down out of view of his phone camera Ziggy squeezed himself through his jeans, trying to relieve the pressure just a little bit. Carefully he watched them as they bent over to find something in their drawer. He swallowed hard, slowly unbuttoning the top of his jeans and tugging the zipper down as quietly as possible. It wasn’t gross. Ziggy was just kinda sure that if he kept his pants all the way on they were gonna get uncomfortable really fuckin’ fast.

    They turned around so quickly that Ziggy nearly dropped his phone, terrified that they heard him, his hand flew back up to his phone and his heart thudded so hard he was pretty sure he was going to pass out. After a long silence and an awkward amount of staring each other down they turned back around and started talking again.

    “I mean, he’s pretty nice most of the time I guess-” 

    “What the fuck do you mean I gues? I told you he was a fucking asshole- No, don’t tell me! He’s fucking cheating on you? I told you- I mean you saw the way he was eyeing the waitress that one time-”

    “...Ziggy, what the hell?” They cut him off relatively fast, not letting him continue his usual anti boyfriend propaganda and they politely ignored the way Ziggy opened his mouth to stick his foot in again as they barreled forward, “I was going to say before you so rudely interrupted me, that he doesn’t compliment my lingerie.”

    Ziggy had the decency to look sheepish for a moment, opening his mouth to apologize before he fully registered what they had said. He paused for a moment and then his face somehow seemed to flush even more. Ziggy stared at the screen, gaping like a fish and looking somewhere between delighteed and vaguely sick when they wiggled out of their crop top.

    “...What?” Was all Ziggy managed to get out, sounding kind of strangled as he adjusted in his seat, his hips wiggling uncomfortably. A hand crept back down and Ziggy wrapped his fingers loosely around his dick. He could feel his heart in his throat as they laughed at him and almost unconsciously Ziggy slid his thumb over the head. His eyes half shut and he watched as they rummaged through the discarded pile of clothes on the bed. The room suddenly felt too hot and the air felt too still and so Ziggy kicked his pants the rest of the way of.

“What the fuck are you doing over there?” The glint in their eyes made something in Ziggy’s stomach jump and he opened his mouth to defend himself when they continued, “Whatever, anyway, I need you to help me choose the entire outfit, that includes lingerie. Frankly, if he doesn’t compliment me after I got you to help me pick it out, I think he’s a lost cause and I should leave him.”

Ziggy was about to ask what the hell they meant by that but he didn’t even get the chance to open his mouth before they undid their bra and dropped it to the floor.

He was pretty sure he was dead, actually, and had been a good enough person to go to heaven. That was really the only explanation for why he got to see this and it wasn’t really his fault if he jerked off to a sight like this. Ziggy was also pretty sure they’d never know it, so he felt a little less bad when he tightened his grip and started stroking.

“Do you like this one…?” They did a little twirl and Ziggy felt it like an electric shock to the brain, all he could do was nod, huffing out some random sound that was probably a yes. The sight of them striking poses for him made Ziggy squeeze himself a little harder, he was pretty sure he wouldn’t get this opportunity again anytime soon.

They squinted at their phone a second and Ziggy was sure he was caught, but then they smiled (a little too smugly for him to trust) and went back to rummaging through the pile. Ziggy paused his hand, hips jerking and twitching as he tried to remember how to breathe, ending up with a sort of wheeze that made him glad they weren’t wearing headphones. His tongue felt heavy in his mouth and sweat prickled at his skin as he watched them slide out of their panties and he swore to God they struck another little pose before starting to get dressed again.

“think… the first one’s better,” Ziggy said, he was also thinking that if he had to deal with much more of this he was going to actually die. His finger hovered over the end call button and Ziggy tried to catch his breath, his eyes fluttering closed and mouth falling ever so slightly open as he tried to focus. His breathing came out in ragged pants and he set the phone down on his chest, facing the ceiling for a moment before picking it back up to look into the camera, “ ‘m gonna go, I gotta get off-”

“I mean you didn’t need to tell me that.”

    Under any other circumstance Ziggy was sure he’d have been freaking out and trying to apologize, but he didn’t think he had it in him. Hurriedly he tapped the end call button, ignoring the look of shock and offense on their face as he dropped his phone beside him. Ziggy finally let himself relax, letting out a hiss as he squeezed himself again, only to be interrupted when his phone vibrated and lit up a message.

    ‘c u soon, coming over <3’

[wannaeatramyeon]

You really said that you don't have any plans of writing any other series and then dropped this ✨masterpiece✨ (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠✧⁠*⁠。

BISHHHH! IT WAS SOOOO GOOD. I WAS SKEPTICAL AT FIRST BUT THEN AGAIN IT WAS YOU WRITING. I LOVED IT 💜💜💜

also can I be 🕊️ anon?

Hope yall don't mind me responding to these in one go. Also please note my anon tagging is terrible but I do remember all my anons! I think I'll probably do this batch format moving forward? I SUCK at conversations through the inbox but also a) don't want to be rude 😅 and b) clog up people's dash.

+ Tip - filter 'ramen asks' tags in your settings if you're just here for the fics.

Non fic-request asks answered: 7 (you might want to check if your asks are here anons!)

🕊️ anon! Thank you for reading! You are being much too kind. I really had no plans to write anything long and uh... the nthis happened. It's ALWAYS good to have a healthy dose of skepticism though haha. I. I just. Idk how I feel about my longer fics at all but I'm glad you're enjoying them!

Anon?! Ah that's so sweet to say and I'm glad my fics are accessible for you!I don't struggle so much with focusing, but there are some formats and fonts that I really find difficult to read. Give me a shout especially with regards to format/font side if things ever deviate with my writing and I'll try to correct it!

Goo brainrot anon, you know who you are with your exquisite taste 🫶

And on my other response that Goo brings out our feral sides, and imo also has the most feral simps... Would be hilarious to watch you guys in a cagematch for Goo's affection. And you KNOW he would love that. 2A style.

I'm sorry this is actually our sweet Ying's/@mymxnfgh hc which you can read here. I don't want to just steam roll ahead with her idea especially if she reads HTF! Hope you understand.

Babe, I'm completely with you. I wrote this about Eli but really to go on about WTF is happening with his character and plot. Fuck 5A man.

Answering this like... a month late but we're still waiting lol. YES THE ADIDAS SAMBAS! I saw the theory too. I'm not 100% sure if Jake fits but I will just take whatever crumbs of my No.1 green flag PTJ will give!

Anon I am so so sorry for my super late response. Have you watched the PTJ video from a while ago where he talks about Samuel's charming chest? I think you may like that.

Anon, your opinion on Vasco is perfectly valid AND CORRECT. Altho our lil cinnamonroll is at least getting a personality lately so I can't be too mad.

[intruality-overlord]

Au idea/ramble

I’m having one of those times where I am hyper fixated on two things at once and I have no idea how much these fandoms overlap if at all BUT it’s making me want to smash these two things together in an AU so I present my idea of a Gotham/Danganronpa AU where the characters of Gotham are put in a killing game, probably a copycat killing game, and to make it more interesting they can keep their memories ….most of them. It would make sense not too cause that just gives them more motive to kill each other so— oh also this would have Gobblepot in it cause I’m obsessed but also Nygmobblepot drama because I just have to and for some reason I had the idea to put Victor Zsasz and Lucius Fox together? Maybe not together but there’s some type of feelings. In the situation I just felt it made sense for some reason— I have like a general idea of the plot if anyone wants to hear me ramble further but it’s not a solid outline yet. Gotham fans will probably be more interesting since I’m using those characters with the danganronpa format but maybe I can work in some Danganronpa character cameos.

The characters I’m planning to use are: Jim, Harvey, Oswald, Lee, Barbara, Butch, Zsasz, Selena, Bruce, Alfred, Tabitha, Lucius, Ed, Hugo Strange, Fish, and Ivy. So pretty good mix I think? For maximum angst? Not sure the mastermind could be. Maybe Sofia. Probably Sofia. Don’t know why she’d do this but, well, she’s more unhinged than Oswald and her father and didn’t bat at eye at endangering children so who else would unless I bring back Junko from the dead— okay now that I say that that’s exactly the dumb shit that would happen in both franchises. If not Sofia or Junko it could be Tsumugi and idk maybe it’s a random international season of Danganronpa. Jeremiah is another option but would he really be a copycat? Nah. And Jerome? Smarter than he looks but not smart enough to keep them trapped longer than a week. The mastermind might not be important cause I haven’t even decided if they’re going to escape or not :3

Imagine the angst tho you got fucking Jim and Bruce and all their most important people stuck in a killing game with Gothams rogue gallery like come on. All the tension cause the villains wouldn’t hesitate to kill but you’re in an enclosed space with Gothams greatest detective that’s gotta be a little intimidating especially as time goes on and the trials happen and Jim keeps finding the blackened…

Where the Gobblepot aspect comes in is I think Jim would just fucking glue himself to Oswald for three, eventually four, reasons. A) stop him from killing anyone. B) protect him from everyone else cause most of them have motive to kill Oswald, C) if he’s always with Oswald if someone tries to kill him Oswald would immediately be suspected so Oswald wouldn’t be dumb enough to try it, and D) he starts actually trusting him. Trust [romantic]. Bonus other reason Jim is making sure Oswald has an alibi all the time so no one can pin a murder on him cause that would be so easy to do.

Now the Lucius and Victor thing hear me out hear me out. Everyone likes Lucius. No one has beaf with that guy, including Victor. Lucius is also a kind understand smarties as we know from How The Riddler Got His Name AND I KNOW WHAT YOURE THINKING Edward and Lucius make more sense then, right? Well I thought about it. And I decided I don’t want Ed to be happy— kidding. Or am I? No I just love a good aro headcanon cbkgzjtdlydi but back to Zsasz. Since Zsasz if like the most likely to kill someone everything thinks for obvious reasons, they all avoid him. Zsasz also is not an idiot so in reality he’s not going to kill anybody. Lucius knows this. So Lucius being the kind person he is I imagine would check up on Zsasz (whomst isolated himself) and Zsasz would get really fond of him I think. Basically I like Zsasz better than Edward so Victor gets the boyfriend.

I’m just a sucker for some good angst and Whump so this AU seems like the perfect playground don’t you think?

[12thbiologist]

okay thank u for the timeline correction! think i just misconstrued a post i saw in the southern reach tag

thinking of still shooting mr vandermeer an email telling him like what we plan on doing with his works and maybe asking for a blessing idk but seems polite to let him know beforehand and itd be so cool if he was like supportive or even interested in it !!

following in the footsteps of many book adapters before me ... "no i havent read it but by god i Will be the one to make a movie out of it" hahskdj no but !! i have high hopes that i'll enjoy it! bcos a) nature that is a little fucked up as a treat is so up my alley and then autistic coded biologist <3 b) ive heard nothing but good (read: amazing) things from ppl who have read it and are also autistic and a little obsessed w weird nature

and even if i dont like books (inconceivable) its still a rlly cool concept to try and make into like a visual media format! and idk i have the equipment & time & motivation and the fan base (including myself) would like a better adaptation so !! making the art i wanna see in the world and all that

with the casting i'm hm worried isnt the word but like i wouldnt be able to pay the actors and like this obviously wouldnt be as intense and time consuming as shooting an actual movie/tv series but i'd be asking ppl to basically volunteer in a time when a lot of ppl cant rlly afford that? and thinking of going to florida to shoot it since i currently live up in the mountains and the environment looks nothing like it would in the books and personally i think the swamp ambience is important! i would like it to be there! so... sigh considered maybe starting a patreon for this but like hm hm hm i Want this to be like a low budget passion project yk i want ppl to see what we could do with so little and be inspired to make their own things w minimal equipment!! i Know its not bad to ask for yk what would be completely optional support but not every kid with a camera can start a patreon or, if its an original idea project, ask for the support of an Already There community so idk kinda stuck on that one...

- 🪢

you could definitely start a patreon to try and get funds for it!!! im not entirely sure how many people would pledge to it, since the TSR fandom is quite small, but it couldnt hurt

asking mr vandermeer for a blessing is actually a great idea!! not necessary but very kind to do so :-3 i've talked with him very briefly once before (he gave me a signed copy of area x for my birthday) and hes suuuper nice so i bet he would love to hear about it! he might even have his own ideas for how to adapt it that never made it into the movie

i cant wait for u to read the book proper im sure itll blow your socks off, just based on how excited you are already and how much fun autisms and naturey stuff is in it hehehe

[the-mind-emporium]

alright so! utmv ramble time, randomly had the idea about what if most or all monsters in most or all universes had the ability to travel through the multiverse

its going under a cut since idk how long it'll be

alright so!! basically, three scenarios I've thought of. (oddly enough they mirror the pacifist/neutral/genocide format) should also clarify that the reason(s?) monsters besides skeletons can travel the multiverse in these scenarios is up for debate. may have been just there since the beginning, maybe something happened that fucked up the multiverse, who knows! have fun with it

OH and @a-mega-sad-nerd hi

Scenario A; The peaceful, or pacifist, scenario. Basically, all monsters co-exist, happily embracing the existence of other universes. Of course, there will be some bad eggs, whether theyre humans or monsters, but that comes with everything. Just think about different versions of the main cast meeting eachother! like, a group of mettatons creating some kind of band or group. A bunch of Alphyses create a research group dedicated to researching the multiverse (they take breaks by watching anime together). Some Undynes creating a "multiverse guard" to protect inhabitants of the multiverse and take out genociders. Different asgores bonding over tea and flowers. Toriels sharing how they make their pie recipes, because of course different universes differ in pie tastes. OG papyrus being amazed at all the "other super cool" Papyri he can interact with. Gasters just watching from the sidelines in their voids, somehow aware of or able to talk to eachother. Burgerpants variants making their own stores so they dont have to work under people again. Nicecream sellers combining ice cream flavors in search for "the ultimate ice cream".

Scenario B; The neutral scenario. Many monsters are wary of the existence of other universes, finding it disturbing or odd. A lot choose to stay in their own universes, keeping away when visitors do come. Those that do explore, however, are usually those who drift around AUs. Being essentially just a traveler, making their living on selling random odds and ends they find. Maybe working for people in other AUs. Maybe even settling down in some. Though, it does cause a bit of a divide, as some monsters fear that others will come to take over or attack aus. Some AUs, like horrortale for example, may be a lot more cautious or unwelcoming than others.

Scenario C; Everything goes to shit! Different AUs become hostile to eachother, even going so far as to declare war on one another. Certain outcodes, like Ink or Dream, try to be peacemakers and calm the situation, but nothing helps. No matter which way it goes, hardly anybody in any au is left standing. The survivors scatter across the multiverse, not trusting eachother. The main Sans groups (as well as certain others like sci, fresh, fell, etc) take over in being the only ones who travel the multiverse. They might even be banned from their own AUs, due to distrust of those who actively travel the multiverse. The multiverse will never be the same.

Some other ideas we had:

Different AUs helping eachother during genocide runs (i.e. undyne and her variants forming that guard we talked about)

Different Mettatons holding power over different sections of the entertainment industry

A player attempting genocide, only to be stopped when the inhabitants of the au flee to others, leaving them in a scramble to find a way to satiate their bloodthirst without being apprehended or killed in defense over and over again

we may make a whole multiverse based on ideas from this soooo

[strititty]

per my last reblog i decided to ramble in about nerds aint got shit, my most popular fic.

well, ostensibly i’m rambling about that but honestly i have 3 am motormouth and i took an edible so im just in that sort of mood, you know. all philosophical like. more under the cut

i wrote that fic in 2015 for drone season, when i was living in - and i cannot stress this enough - the MIDDLE OF FUCKING NOWHERE, though not as much as i would be the year afterward. my internet was shitty cornfield hotspot net and it was the summer after my first year of college so i had a helluva lot on my mind already.

the original document was just a little notepad file with word wrap turned on cuz that’s how i used to write all my shit, and i’d send people wips via pastebin. can you even imagine? PASTEBIN? i use google docs now but sometimes i wonder if i should go back to notepad lmao. smaller size, less evil google involved. when i was a kid i used word, though i can’t remember when that stopped being a thing. might have been during high school.

since i wrote nerds aint got shit so shortly after i had graduated high school i had a very clear picture of my OWN high school in my head, which probably lends itself to some weird stylistic quirks. my high school was very very small. i shan’t name it, of course, lmao, what am i some sort of fool? but it was tiny as hell and that tends to infect any sort of high school adjacent au i write. rereading it i can so clearly picture MY high school that it’s frankly a little funny.

fortunately my high school only had one creepy teacher and it wasnt the PE teacher + we got his ass fired, but fiction makes for a much more fun place to explore these sorts of ideas for me. idk why i have such a thing about age differences & teacher/student fics but i SURE DO.

i can still remember the summer days writing this fic, kind of, in a hazy way. i remember my phone being the only way i could connect with my friends and loved ones, and the sun beating down, and the way things were far too hot in my little room. my cat had gotten out and gotten pregnant by a farm cat, so i had to cough up money to get her fixed - she should have been already but the people i lived with were less concerned about that sort of thing and i’d been at college so i hadn’t been able to make my case. the kittens were cute but tiny and stunted b/c my cat was very young and small & only two of them survived. i think the third one was stillborn and that my cat ate that one, but since i wasn’t there when they were born i didn’t get a lot of the details.

i still think about this fic sometimes for the memories it draws up and the plans i have to revamp and add on to it--my initial idea was a sort of 7 day format where dave goes back to bro every day of the week, but that was a plot for when i was a more prolific writer with a clearer grasp of smut. now im lucky if i can get a coherent smutty fic down in a few weeks god save me lmao. i don’t know if it’s because i’m older or just a little more burned out.

it was a fun idea though and i do semi frequently consider revisiting it, especially when i get the energy and inspiration to write strider stuff. right now that energy is being conserved for certain other works but hey you never know.

i feel like there’s also a hundred points i could make about how my most popular fic is also my oldest homestuck fic, like. yeah, okay, homestuck was more popular back then, so it makes sense that it would have more kudos and what not. hs fanfic is a much quieter affair now, between the fandom controversy, the natural drop that happens after something ends, and how half of all fandom seems to be girlbossing too close to the hayes code. brodave used to get you 200 kudos and now you get like 20!

and you know i don’t like. hate that. i do post for engagement but i never really expected to be POPULAR you know what i mean? more like sharing this thing i wrote about something i’m interested in-- “i wrote this for me but you can read it too, please enjoy!” energies. but i think that it’s so interesting that something that is now approaching its eighth birthday (What The Fuck) had its biggest surge of participants ages ago. i wonder what they’re doing now and actually whatever theyre doing i hope theyre having fun with it but i don’t need to know because i’ve been burned before okay. ppl turning into fancops or whatever. shitty as hell.

the hour grows late so i shall return to the actual topic at hand:

nerds aint got shit’s ill-begotten romance. that shit was gonna be so toxic. i was definitely gonna write dave growing to sympathize with bro, kind of, with his crush fueled by terror kicked into overdrive. bro’s kind of a sad and pathetic weirdo even though to dave (and this is real, not imagined, dave’s not making it up) he is a significant threat. and dave was going to start to pick up those sad jerk vibes in addition to the horny vibes and start to, in an almost lalondian fashion, romanticize the shit out of it.

in a manner of speaking, anyway. im not sure if that was my full plan or what but there’s also just the gremlin brain breathing heavily going “god this is my favorite dynamic” which back then was fairly true. i had also written almost 20k of original teacher/student fiction so romanticizing that was not a new concept to me. i think there’s a part of me that does want to be in that place, you know, but from a safe distance where it’s also just fun and games.

that’s why fics are fun! that’s why trashy romance is fun :) insert something about ace kink here. i do not want to actually touch it but mentally touching it is ok.

nowadays i don’t write so much teacher/student fic tho im still hells of deep in my love of age differences. more often than not i find myself kind of drawn to a cougar/kid in their late teens dynamic nowadays for original fiction, tho i also love ancient vampire/regular human and just minor age and experience differences.

(jotting down ‘rose lalonde as a cougar’ for a future fic idea thanks)

i think ive grown away from this fic mostly, but it feels like a wild time capsule to me, and maybe one day i will unearth it to add more. maybe in 2025 for the a ten year anniversary.

[fairlyqualityanon]

Oh dear. I’m not on Tumblr much and don’t really know what’s going on, but from what I’m gleaning, they’re really shitty people. Unfortunately I can’t offer much help on that cause I found it easier to just isolate. I don’t bother trying to talk to anyone nowadays, but I do suggest picking up a hobby. Keeps the brain from fucking with you too much. One physical and one stationary, if that makes sense? For if you’re unable to do the more physical thing (like for me, I can’t do my physical hobby cause my ankle hurts [stairmaster], but I can do my stationary hobby [journaling]).

I’m sorry I can’t offer much. Please don’t hate yourself. Hm, can you block who/what you see on here? If you can, you should be able to block their content. Also I don’t think it’s a manic episode. I could be wrong (probably am), but mania is a heightened desire to do more impulsive stuff, not sleep all the time. If you’re having a hard time sleeping, you might want to look at Valerian root supplements. They smell like feet but help me get to deep sleep in no time.

IDK if any of this made sense or was helpful, so if it didn’t I’m sorry.

train of thought I can’t be bothered to format because nobody cares lol

Oh wow, someone exists that thinks it matters which side of the grass I’m on, let alone believes it should be *this* side? I don’t mean to sound dismissive, but I’m maybe at most 25% joking, and probably much less than that. Every time I decide that maybe the person was telling the truth about “hey you have inherent value” it turns out they just wanted me around to see what they could get out of me / wanted to see how long it took me to figure out they hated me because it gets funnier the longer it goes on.

Why shouldn’t I hate myself? If my only reason for existence is so others can use me, then why shouldn’t I see myself as sub-human trash? I think it’d be easier if they openly hated me, instead of A, not giving a shit or B, thinking I’m stupid enough to believe their “I’m your friend :)” bullshit (which apparently I was). No, blocking a person won’t block people reblogging their stuff, nor those who gush over them with praise. I don’t think you understand how my brain works. I always have multiple levels/trains of thought running. Even if I’m “fully focused” there’s still at least one whirring away in the back of my skull *uncontrolled* - I’ve tried Xanax and marijuana (though not together) and it still keeps on doing its own little thing.Even if I manage to boot up a video game, start a movie, pick up a book, open a document… it’s there, reminding me I’m a disgusting stain on existence and killing myself is only the start of apologizing for ever having been born.And yes, it WAS (still is tbh) a manic episode. I said *want* to sleep, not *can* sleep. Can’t think about killing myself if I’m unconscious. If I can make it to April (that’s a big “if”, couple weeks ago was side-eying my medicine cabinet) I might be glad I didn’t go through with it. Therapist didn’t approve of my “drug abuse” (that’s what he calls my using Xanax and DayQuil, still haven’t told him about the edibles lmao) but he definitely didn’t tell me to stop.

can’t figure out how to make this not sound petty but hey, about the only thing keeping me alive is there’s a couple graves I plan to literally dance on so if ‘petty’ keeps me going then I’m fine with it

[frogsandfries]

I feel like I have a lot to say, but also, I'm just tired.

I spent my whole shift picking at the first typewritten Darger notebook; I changed my pen color and tried to make blobs of color with the letters because I was just really tired. I didn't feel like fucking with his handwriting today, though I definitely tried. I think tomorrow, I might try to convert the fifteen-ish pages that I've transcribed and haven't felt like converting yet and then get all that text into the document. Maybe when I've got the first chapter put together like this, I can finally post it. Maybe I'll make an alt, like "The Darger Files" or "Darger_Proxy" idk.

I also made some covers out of his art, although, I only made eight covers and I know that will not be even remotely enough. I have a feeling, based on the word density of these typed pages, especially for volume four, one book is not going to be enough. I wouldn't really want to push something like a TPB much further than five hundred pages.

Again, not that it's going to be much of a typeset, but I am not only posting this on AO3, I'm also going to release my typeset on the Facebook group, as well as to Amazon and maybe B&N or whatever.

This project is not going to be quick. It's not going to be easy. The scans are not all nice and archival and professional. Like I keep saying, I don't know what condition the original books were in when they were captured as microfiche. Also, if someone comes after me and tries to sue me for publishing this to a PoD service, I'm going to fucking scream. I am putting in so much work on this. Work that, as far as I can tell, no one else has ever put in. At the very least, not to this extent. It's not even plagiarism; the box says it's Darger's stuff. I'm just doing the grunt work of converting it to a fully digital, accessible format.

As far as the diamond painting, I want to do something crazy, like pick random squares out of the whole canvas, but I'm worried about crushing the canvas by leaning on it. I did, however, give myself a couple more rows to mess with, and I think just to make it more fun and random, I'm going to do some extra squares and hold back on sharing them so I can shuffle them in later.

I kinda like doing this mystery canvas. It's definitely difficult without the colors of the squares to guide you, and it's also kind of fun and nerve-wracking to see the colors come together even though I'm 99% certain what I'm diamond painting already.

[d0llhousess]

roller-skating w/ time-skip!souya kawata (angry)

⇢ ingredients: souya kawata x f!black! reader ⇢ requested?: absolutely not, this is purely self indulgent. ⇢ allergy warnings: fluff, discussions of idolizations, reader is said to be slightly shorter than souya so if you’re like 6ft- he’s like 6′4 fuck canon i do what i want, reader has a belly button piercing,  idk souya is just in love with with his gf and thinks she’s a goddess.  ⇢ treat description: random thoughts about our favorite ramen shop owner and his skating girlfriend

⇢ baker’s comments: this is so self indulgent. like this is purely because im on skatetok and I love seeing the couples and it girls slow rolling to different songs and a lot of the guys remind me of Souya and Nahoya and since im already working on a Nahoya fic, Souya gets this idea! 

this is purely stream of thought so expect typos and shit. also this is formatted like headcanons bc i just didnt feel like writing an actual scenario and dialogue. also im sorry for how long this got idk i might be in love with souya or somthing lmaooo

**for those who may not know the type of roller skating i’m referring to, here is a video that inspired these ramblings**

♬.jukebox ⇢ candy rain - soul for real

⤆ Back to the Masterlist  

- roller skating never interested souya until he met you. he remembers one of the first times he’d come over to your small apartment, spotting the pastel colored skates near your door. he’d asked you about them, wondering if you just had an odd mode of transportation, he couldn’t help but flush when you laughed at his question. 

- after he learns about your hobby, he tries to learn on his own. he doesn’t know where to begin, but his need to impress you drives him forward. he wants to see your glossed lips part in surprise when he shows up to your place with his own skates tossed over his shoulder. 

- he wants to join you as you make small controlled movements in the living room of your apartment as soft r&b music filters through your TV’s speakers. he wants to feel your form pressed against him, your coils brushing against his neck as his body moves along with yours to the rhythm of the music 

- so he tries to learn on his own, yet he fails. you make skating look easy, effortless, you’ve always moved as if the skates were an extension of your feet rather than like they were clunky moving shoes. this just makes him admire you even more, you’re sensual with out even trying, awe inspiring by moving your body in such a hypnotic way that it makes him want to get on his knees and caress his prayers of devotion into your skin.

- eventually he swallows his pride and shows his skates to you, he relishes in the way your eyes light up, the excited tilt of your words as you eagerly tugged him to the nearest park to teach him how to mimic the grace you emit naturally. 

- souya tries to keep his eyes off you as you glide around him, but he fails. he’s too enraptured by the way your smile lights up, the way the coils of your high puff bounce as your body sways with the innate rhythm of your strides. 

- he falls more times than he can keep up with because he’s so captivated by you. yet, he doesn’t mind your snickers as you help him up off his ass, not when he’s the sole holder of your attention, when the days you spend teaching him often involve your warm hands on the hard planes of his body steading him. these are the days he falls deeper in love with you, you’re perfect in every way, and these moments together makes him realize how much he wants to devote himself to this hobby, to you.

- days bleed into weeks, weeks bleed into months. hesitant stumbles turn into purposeful glides, flailing arms shift to practiced motions, trembling hands become steady. he doesn’t rely on you much anymore, taking the lead in the moments you skate together, setting the rhythm of your glides, holding your waist as he handles your form with practiced ease 

- he longs to take you to actual skating rink, to be in the electric environment that you often describe to him in the dim lighting of his bedroom. he wants to se your body in the neon lights, see your skin gleam with the body sheen that you apply on every date night, yet his schedule keeps him busy. 

- the opportunity doesn’t arrive until he’s in the States with you, meeting majority of your family for the first time. the trip was anxiety inducing, him worrying about first impressions, his signature scowl firm on his face until you inform him that a group of you and your cousins want to head to the local skating rink. 

- inside souya vibrates with excitement, yet disappointment does ring in his head because he wishes he was the one to plan the outing, you deserve the dedication of his time, soul, and efforts. 

- in his mind, he believes that he should’ve taken the time to plan this for you, yet this disappointment fades from his mind as you exit your shared bathroom, dark washed jeans highlighting the contours of your body in such a way that makes his mouth dries, he can hear you complimenting him, warm hands smoothing up his black t-shirt. 

- he’s quick to hush your compliments with a soul scorching kiss because he should be complimenting you, worshiping every movement you made because you were the light of his life, the goddess that decided to grace the earth and reward him with her love 

-  when the group of you arrive to the skating rink, souya begins to feel a bit overwhelmed. while there are no kids there, and very few teens, he can’t help but feel a twinge of nervousness in the presence of so many individuals that’d been skating years before he even met you.

- yet the enchanting sight of your dim light form highlighted by the neon lights of the rink gliding onto the glossed floor carries him to the rink with you, like a sailor following the enrapturing song of a siren into the depths of a raging sea. 

- he takes your hand into his, relishing in the way your acrylics brush against his skin, his cerulean eyes follow the swaying of your hips, the gleam of your belly button ring with his initial,  your waist length braids flowing in motion as you being to set the pace of both of your bodies to the rhythm of the song that filled the air of the building. 

- as the night progresses the rink becomes the altar he uses to whispers his words of worship to you. he begins to set the pace of your glides, letting your body rest against his as he skates backwards in conjunction with you. he can hear you humming along with the slow love song that plays, and he takes pleasure in knowing that you’re thinking of him with every mumbled phrase of affection 

- his lips grazes against your neck, taking in the scent that’s so wholly you, letting his hands smooth over the contours, dips, and roundness of your body. he’s on his own spiritual plane with you, the center of his being becoming honed onto your form pressed against his, your fingers tangled in his powder blue curls, and the deep bass of the music that thrums in his soul as the two of you glide across the floor

- this is the moment he’s fantasized about, the motivation of why he picked up your hobby, why he was so determined to join you in your bubble of grace. 

- souya moves his lips to your ear to mummer his words of praise and love, to let you know that you’re the owner of his heart, that you’re the reason he exists, the reason he’s able to breathe so freely. he relishes in your giggle, and though you dismiss the severity of his words, telling him lightly to stop playing around so much, yet he means every statement that escaped from his lips.

- you’re the soul owner of his heart, and he’s just grateful that skating has provided him an avenue of proving that to you. 

[fearfulkittenwrites]

“Just a normal night”

Inspired by @s-mscott​ - link for the art, please check it out!

Word count: 2832

Notes: HEY. THIS IS JUST BEEN SITTING ON MY FILES FOR THE LONGEST TIME AND I COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT IT DKJFHAKJHAKJDFH. Anyway, it's a long time coming. The writing probs isn't as neat or as good as the latest uploads bc of that, but... idk. Hopefully it's good! I couldn't bring myself to edit it again, sorry about that. I hope you can enjoy it anyways and please go check out the artist, @s-mscott​!

“Guys?” Dick asked, on his tiptoes as he rummaged through every cabinet in the huge kitchen “Hey are we out of cereal? I can’t find my Lucky Charms anywhere.”

“I think so.” Jason answered “I ate the last of the Lucky Charms last night.”

“Yep.” Tim said, popping the ‘p’ as he slid through the countertop, landing a bit behind Dick “I had the last of the frosted flakes two days ago.”

“Froot Loops?” Dick asked.

“I had those.” Duke answered “Sorry.”

“Fruity Pebbles?”

 Cass raised her hand, looking at the ground.

“Reese’s Puffs?”

“I finished the box yesterday.” Damian announced, crossing his arms as he leaned against the marble sink.

“Damn.” Dick murmured and pouted as he closed the cabinet’s door “I’ve been craving cereal today.”

“We can always go get some.” Jason shrugged.

“At three in the morning?” Duke asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Actually, four.” Jason corrected, putting up a finger “And yeah, why not? I mean, we had a hard patrol tonight, and if Dick wants some cereal, I say let’s go get some cereal.”

“It’s four in the morning, Todd.” Damian said.

“I mean, the closest Walmart is open 24/7.” Tim interfered.

“You can’t be seriously considering this, Grayson.” Damian frowned at his older brother.

“Why not? I’m not sleepy anyways.” Dick crossed his arms and shrugged.

“Yes!” Jason hissed “Late night adventures with the baby bats. Let’s roll!” He clapped his hands once, and started to walk out of the kitchen, his siblings following him to the garage.

“Oh wait!” Dick said “Let’s ring up Bruce and see if there’s anything else we need.”

“Bold of you to assume he’d know what we need.” Tim interfered.

“Yeah, well, it’s worth a shot. Plus, do any of us really want to wake up Alfred to ask him?” Dick said, taking his communicator out of his pocket and placing it in his ear “B? Have a sec?” He asked

“Nightwing. What’s wrong?” Came the answer, Batman’s raspy voice flowing through the device.

“Oh, nothing’s wrong. We’re going to take a quick trip to the supermarket, I wanted to ask if you need anything.”

“... At four in the morning?”

“Yeah. Do you need anything?”

Bruce sighed.

“We’re running out of the coffee blend that Tim likes. Alfred the cat’s favorite treats have been gone since last week, and Cass’ favorite ice cream is done. Oh, buy Duke that soda he likes, I drank the last can. Also, Jason’s cookies and that brand of chips you like, we ran out of those. Oh, and buy something with Iron in it, I’m worried that Damian might not be getting enough.”

“Like spinach?” Dick said, writing it down on his phone’s notes.

“Yeah, that’ll do. Ah, and we’re a little low on milk.”

“Okay. Will keep that in mind. Thanks B, have a nice patrol.”

“Please don’t give the papers any headlines.”

“You got it, B. Bye.”

He placed the device back on his pocket.

“Okay, there’s a lot of stuff to buy, so let’s get going. I’ll drive.”

“Shotgun!” Jason yelled.

“We’re taking the S.U.V., one of you will need to ride in the trunk.” Dick said.

“I’ll go.” Cass’ eyes twinkled. No one could understand why she was always so fascinated with the idea of riding in the trunk, but she seemed to find it fun and all of them thought that her excitement was cute.

“Alright then.” Dick smiled, ruffling her hair. Her grin grew wider, and Duke set her hair straight again before they got into the car.

“Hey, can I play my music?” Tim asked from the backseat.

“Don’t force us to listen to the atrocity Drake calls music, Grayson.” Damian complained, arms crossed “Let me play something.”

“Uh, I’d rather not listen to Mozart and Bach while we’re in the car.” Duke protested.

“It’s called classic for a reason, Thomas.”

“Doesn’t matter, bat-brat.” Jason said “I’m with him on this one. Besides, universal car rules, shotgun DJ’s.”

“Since when?” Tim asked.

“Since now.” Jason said, plugging his phone in.

“Uh, I don’t think so.” Dick took the cord from him “According to ‘Supernatural’ rules, ‘Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole’. So that’s mine.”

“No one else watches this show Dickhead!” Jason pulled the cord back.

“Doesn’t matter, because I’m older!” Dick pulled it back again.

“Age is just a number!” Tim pushed himself to the front seat and took the cord back.

“Great point Drake!” Damian pulled him back by his waist, stealing the cord from him too.

“Hey, stop with the fuss, I’m gonna crash the car!” Dick said.

“Maybe we should just play Beyoncé...” Duke suggested. The car went silent for a while.

“Okay.” Dick said “Put on ‘Single Ladies’.”

“No. ‘Halo’ is her best.” Damian complained.

“Uhm, no way? I’m playing ‘Drunk in Love’, and that’s it.” Tim shot back.

“Are you crazy? Play ‘Formation’.” Duke interfered.

“I like ‘Run the World’...” Cass said quietly from the trunk.

“Yeah, okay,” Tim murmured “We’ll play that.”

The girl smiled as the first notes from the song filled the car.

There weren’t many cars in the parking lot, which was expected. They picked up two carts, and Dick hopped inside the one Jason was pushing.

“Dude!” Duke started “You’re in your mid-twenties!”

“Leave me alone, I nearly sprained my ankle today.” Dick stuck his tongue out. No one else questioned anything beyond that. The employees simply sighed, used to the two older brothers and their antics.

“Hey Parker.” Jason greeted the nighttime security guard.

“Hey. I see you two brought the whole gang tonight.” He answered.

“Yup.” Dick smiled.

“So this is a regular thing for the two of you?” Duke asked.

“Are you really surprised, Duke?” Tim shot back.

“No. Not really.”

“Okay. First stop, Bruce said we need to get Tim’s coffee.” Dick exclaimed, looking at the list.

Jason led the way, Dick grinning like a child on the cart, Cass quietly following as she pushed their second cart, Duke making friendly conversation with her while Tim and Damian kept bickering right behind them.

“Oh, wait!” Dick held on to the metal bars “We’re right next to the cookies and Bruce said we’re out of your favorites, Jay.” He looked up.

“Alright, a little detour then.” Jason turned them around, quickly grabbing his treats “Anyone wants anything else from this aisle?”

“But... We don’t need anything else from the aisle.” Duke pointed out.

“Um, we have a billionaire’s credit card?” Tim said “Bruce won’t freak out if we buy a few extra things.”

“Uuuh, they have those koala shaped cookies!” Dick hopped out of the cart “How many do I get?”

“I want one.” Cass said.

“Chocolate or strawberries?”

“Uh… I want both.” She answered.

“Okay, one each for the lady, two strawberries for me...”

“I want a chocolate one.” Tim said.

“Me too.” Damian asked.

“Oh, just take twenty boxes, ten of each flavor.” Jason interfered, dumping them on Cass’ cart “We’ll share later.”

“Oh my God, those are expensive!” Duke said, exasperated.

“Yeah. So?” Jason shot back.

“Bruce is a billionaire, bro. He won’t mind.” Dick said, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder.

“Yeah, well, it’s easy for you guys to say it. You grew up like that. It’s kinda hard to accept this when you aren’t used to having so much.” Duke answered, scratching his neck.

“Hey, I get that feeling lil’ bro.” Jason tapped his back “I spent my childhood in Gotham’s streets.”

“Yeah. I mean, I grew up in the circus. I wasn’t used to the idea of getting brand new stuff instead of asking for hand-me-downs from our friends whenever I grew out of my clothes.” Dick interfered.

“But... Just think about it like this.” Jason got closer to him “We now can get everything we couldn’t in the past.”

Duke frowned. Jason nodded encouragingly.

“That... Doesn’t help.”

“I tried.” Jason shrugged. Dick hopped back in the cart “To the coffee aisle!” He exclaimed, pushing his brother around.

“Hang on.” Tim said “This is where they leave the energy drinks. Let me take some.”

“Why do you insist on drinking this crap, Drake?” Damian scowled, reading the label in one of the cans “If you have such a death wish, jumping in front of a train is a much cheaper, quicker alternative.”

“Shut up, little devil.” Tim picked up cans from his favorite brand.

“Jason, push me a little farther down the aisle, please.” Dick asked “They keep their iced teas over there.”

“Ugh, Grayson, you disgust me.” Damian rolled his eyes.

“Don’t be so judgemental Lil’ D.” He smiled, being pushed away by Jason.

As they examined the cans, Dick noticed he had attracted the looks of a middle aged man, a couple of steps from them. He was staring at his hoodie, that contained the frase ‘I love dick’ printed on it.

“Oh,” He exclaimed, smiling at the guy “My name is Richard. That’s why it’s funny.” The man nodded “I’m also queer as fuck, so that makes it better.” He added nonchalantly, and the man’s eyes widened “Okay Jay, I picked up all I wanted, let’s go back.”

“Alright you little shits, back to the coffee quest.” Jason said, leading the way once again. This time, they finally made it to the coffee aisle. Tim crouched down, looking for his favorite blend.

Cass got a little curious once she laid eyes on a colorful package on the top shelf. She picked it up and handed it to Dick.

“Read. Please.”

“This is an espresso roast. Here it says that it has notes of strawberry? Vanilla and... Sugar cane. Colombian coffee. Seems nice. Wanna take it?”

“Yes.” She nodded. Dick dropped it on his cart.

Cass wandered away, still looking at all of the coffee blends.

“Hey girlie,” A guy whistled at her, next to his group of friends “Nice ass.”

She squinted at them.

“Yo, asshole!” Tim screamed, getting their attention “That’s our sister!” He threw a bag of coffee beans at the guy’s face, causing his nose to bleed.

“Hey, who do you think you are?” One of them started to walk up to her brothers. Cass could tell that he wanted trouble, so she grabbed his arm and slammed his face against the shelf, so quickly and brutally that it barely budged, leaving the products unbothered, but the guy fell to the floor, disoriented. She stared at him.

“We are Waynes.” Damian answered, pacing towards them quietly, hands on his pockets “I suggest you apologize immediately for the troubles, if you wouldn’t want to get a hefty lawsuit for your harrasment.”

“Uh, sorry bro.” One of them started, a little scared “We didn’t-”

“Not to me.” He interrupted “To her.”

“We’re sorry, miss Wayne.” All of them mumbled.

“Now promise you won’t do it again.” Damian added.

“We won’t do it again.” They started at the floor, next to where their fallen friend laid down.

“Good.” He squinted “Help your friend up, and get out of my sight.”

They did as they were told, helping his friend walk straight again. As Cass headed back, Dick gently touched her arm, looking up at her.

“Hey, are you alright?” She smiled and gave him a thumbs up. He smiled back.

“Does this happen often?” Jason asked.

“Sometimes.” She shrugged “But they always say sorry after I break their nose.”

“Ayy, that’s our girl.” Jason praised “Alright, we got the coffee. Where to next?”

“Let’s see... Next item is Alfred the cat’s treats.” Dick said.

“Ha!” Damian laughed loudly “As if Alfred would eat the... peasant treats that this store offers. No. I’ve already bought the adequate brand from an online shop.”

“Okay...” Dick raised an eyebrow “Then... Cass’ ice cream is next, but I think we should leave that as the last item, so it won’t melt, which leads us to Duke’s soda because Bruce had the last can.”

“Let’s go then. I think that the cereal aisle is on the way, so we’ll get that first.” Jason said, pushing the cart around again.

“Which ones do we get?” Tim asked, looking through the shelf.

“Everything that has sugar.” Dick answered. His brother began handing him boxes, when they heard a small whisper.

“Oh my God, are those...?” A girl said to her friend, attracting the eyes of the siblings. The duo averted their gaze quickly. Cass frowned at them.

“Relax.” Jason smiled, placing an arm on her back “They’re probably just... Fans.”

“Fans?” She asked, still staring suspiciously at them.

“Yeah.” Dick shrugged “I mean, we’re not super stars, but we do hit the papers pretty often. A bunch of people know us here in Gotham.” The girls were looking again, and Dick gave them a small wave, making them giggle “See? Nothing to worry about.”

“Hum.”

“Hey there, ladies.” Jason greeted, a cheeky smile on his face “What brings you to this fine establishment tonight?”

“We ran out of energy drinks.” One of them answered “What about you?”

“Cereal.” Dick answered, lifting two boxes. They giggled again.

“Hey, um... can we maybe get a picture?” The girl asked “It’s just that... no one will believe us when we tell them about this.”

“Absolutely not!” Damian answered.

“Nah, don’t listen to the little brat.” Jason said “Go ahead.”

Dick held up the boxes again, smiling as Jason made a ‘crazy’ motion with his hands. Tim turned around as the photo was being taken, turning him into a blurr with tired eyes.

“Can we get some selfies too?” The other one asked, grinning.

“No!” Damian protested again.

“Of course you can!” Dick said “Duke, Cass, come here.” He called.

All of them gathered around the cart Dick was staying at, even Damian. He didn’t look so pleased as the photo was taken, but neither did Cass.

“Thanks. You guys really are nice.” The first girl said.

“Oh, you have no clue on how nice I can be.” Jason winked, making her blush “Tell you what, why don’t I give you my phone number and you can text me those pictures later, hm?”

“Sure.” The girl bit her lips as Jason scribbled his number on her wrist.

“You are such a flirt.” Dick rolled his eyes as the girls walked away.

“What, like you aren’t?” Jason snorted, pushing him away, looking for where they kept the soda.

“I think Cass didn’t like that interaction very much.” Tim whispered to his older brothers, who turned around to find a frowning baby bat. Jason chuckled.

“What’s wrong, sis?” She scowled at him “Oh, c’mon, don’t get jealous.” He threw an arm around her shoulder “You know you’ll always be our number one girl, but a guy has his needs. And sometimes, a guy needs a date.”

Cass pushed him away, rolling her eyes as Duke placed five soda cans on her cart.

“Why would you even drink this sugar filled monstrosity, Thomas?” Damian asked, reading the labels “Grandfather wouldn’t even feed his prisoners something as revolting as this.”

“Because, Bat-brat,” He said “We’re all entitled to enjoy at least one or two things that may ultimately be responsible for our deaths.”

“I suppose.” He murmured, lifting an eyebrow “You make much finer points than the rest of them. Father has been looking for heirs in the least suitable places, I assume.” He clicked his tongue “It’s a good thing I’m here to help.”

“Okay...” Duke answered, raising his eyebrows and averting his gaze. There was only so much strangeness that he could handle.

“Great, now we need to get my chips and spinach.” Dick stated.

“Spinach?” Tim asked “Why spinach?”

“B thinks Damian may have been needing more iron in his diet.” Dick shrugged.

“Aaw.” Tim said “That’s actually kinda cute. Do you think he ever worries about our diets?”

“Don’t be stupid Tim, of course he doesn’t.” Jason answered.

“He does.” Dick shot back “He worries about us, he just... Really, really, really, reaaaally sucks at showing it sometimes.”

“Potatoe, potatoe.” Jason murmured.

“Yeah, whatever. Keep me moving Little Wing, we have stuff to pick up and my tiredness is catching up to me.” Dick pointed forward.

“Sure. But the chips are in the opposite direction.”

“Well turn me around then, do you want me to look like an idiot?” Dick said, a little exasperated.

“I wish you had an off button sometimes.” Jason sighed as he made his way to the chips section.

An employee, mopping the floor with a bored expression, looked up from what he was doing when he saw the Wayne gang talking loudly. Dick tried to control his brothers from inside the cart, and had just told Jason to separate a fight between Tim and Damian. Duke and Cass snicker as they saw a bored, six feet tall Jason pushing his much smaller brothers apart.

“Yep.” The employee murmured to himself “Billionaires shopping at Walmart at four in the morning. Just a normal night.”

Hey! If you made it this far, please consider reblogging this? It helps with spreading my fics and it makes me very happy, hahahaha!

Regardless, thanks for reading <3

[bokuroaka]

hi! can i ask how u made ur carrd like what are the settings? ty!

omg YES i love carrd making hi anon. if there’s anything specific u want just lmk!! under the cut bc its long... i make most of my carrds on desktop so this is very desktop based.... to all of u who do ur carrds on mobile honestly kudos i cld never

uhm also when i say long like this is v long bc i added a lot of reasoning to my settings n tips that i’ve picked up on making carrds (plus the screenshots) i hope it helps tho ^_^ apologies if u knew most of this stuff tho bc i explained... everything...

some notes before we get in: for colors i usually just base everything off the sidebar image and use a color picking website (i use this one) to get the the html codes for colors. the site i use also generates a palette which i also use! ur free to use anything tho obv. the font i used is “inter” 

1. ok first here are my page settings! i wont include my animation settings now ill leave that to the end.. these r rlly the only settings that i’ve changed so i’ll just post these.

ok i dont rlly change much except for these two, the position is set to top not center (which is the default) b/c esp w carrds like the one i have now i dont like the header portion moving depending on the height of the container underneath... does that make sense? that’s just super nitpicky of me LOL but if u do end up making the carrd n playing around w the settings u’ll see what i mean

the width is set to 22 bc i like small carrds! play around w this as u see fit, i also change it depending on how it looks like in mobile (im very thorough lol) if ur wondering how u can do that on desktop, its this phone looking icon on this bar on the top right of the screen: (the 6th icon!)

the next pic is also default settings except my spacing is set to 0. i’ll explain why later! the alignment also doesnt really matter w/ this carrd. u can play around with it tho!

2. this is for the home page!

first i’ll explain how this is set up: the title box and the box under it (i’ll call it info box) are both containers! here is why i put set the spacing to 0 earlier: if u put 2 containers theres going to be space btwn them and to achieve this kind of look (ig) i just set the page spacing (in the page settings) to 0. however this means that everything is going to be pressed up against each other so i usually just add dividers (which are transparent [color code is #96969600]) i wont post a screenshot bc the settings r default, except for the margins which u can play around with to see what works for u (it’s set to 0.375 for me rn)

here are my settings for the title box 

most of these r pretty standard except for the padding and border. the reason why i didnt tick the bottom part is bc of the container w all my info underneath. both containers have borders so the bottom & top border of those containers wld just merge n create a thicker border which isnt what i was looking for... anyway.

then i just add a text element & just write my title! idt my settings for that r relevant so i wont add it (the text size is 0.875)

next is the info box! here are my settings: 

btw this is a container with columns!! those can look p wonky on mobile so make sure to have these settings on so that they wont look awful on mobile!!

oh also i wont post a screenshot of my text settings (text size is 0.75 + line spacing is 1.25) if ur wondering how i changed colors for some of the text the format is basically just [text]{#color} 

for the image size i set the width size to full (or full column) that depends on u (and how much text u put in the info part) i just prefer how it looks like when the image width is set to full bc that way no part of the image is cut off... really depends on u and what image ur using though so just play around w/ it!!

and in terms of spacing, i have a divider on top of the title box b/c otherwise the whole thing is just too high up for my taste

ok now to explain the header part and how i got my title/info box to stay “fixed”

so... im ngl. i dont understand how the header function works (help) so uhh i wont go as into detail here. but what worked for me is adding a header marker (the plus thing on the bar > control > change section break to header marker) right after the info container, then adding a section break (this one is called #wala bc wala here means ‘nothing’ in bisaya lol) and a transparent divider right after it. i hope its visible in the pic... anyway this is the only method i found that makes the carrd work lmao. it rlly doesnt matter what u name the #wala section break bc its not gonna show up so u might as well just use a keysmash

3. the extra info!! (extra, interests, byf)

this section will b shorter compared to the first two LOL anyway. first i started off w a section break (#usa which means 1 in bisaya hehe), then a transparent divider for spacing, and then a container! theres nothing fancy abt this container it has the exact same settings as the info box above so u can just duplicate that container and change the container type from columns to default.

then just add ur info and ur done!! repeat w whatever extra info u want to add (i only had 3 to add so it looks like this for me)

4. oh before i forget, these are my animation settings!! (page > the triangle thing)

u can preview the on load animation by clicking the triangle button on the top right bar, but for the on section change animations u have to save then preview it on ur carrd itself :/ kinda annoying but yeah... i usually never set anything above 0.5 seconds for on section change animations bc im impatient LOL 

these r completely optional tho... i just think animations make the carrd look smoother & more fun!

thats it i think! here are some tips i have

1. this tip is abt how carrds can differ when on mobile! i sometimes fiddle around with the mobile settings to make sure my carrd looks the way i want it to on mobile! bc mobile sometimes fucks up the spacing and it annoys me LOL... example here: 

u can find these settings if u scroll down a bit on the page settings and switch mobile from auto to manual (like in the screenshot) most of the settings i dont touch except the size setting, i just fiddle around w it and see how my carrd looks in the mobile view until im satisfied

2. this isnt rlly necessary but its smthn neat i picked up! if u check ur section break settings and check hide footer u can get rid off the “( made with carrd )” text on the bottom! i think it just makes the carrd look a bit neater, esp since the page spacing is set to 0 so it might look a little squished under the container...

3. i like to use all elements of my carrd efficiently (ig? heres the engineering major jumping out) and idk if u noticed, but if u click on the title (”it has always been once for me”) or the image (which is... of tbz..) it actually takes u back to the home page ^^ idk i just think small things like that r neat 

thats it for real!! i hope this wasnt too much of a hassle to read or follow through, and if u have any questions dont hesitate to dm me or send me an ask, even if we arent mutuals!! i hope u have fun making this carrd <3

[louistardust]

Okay I'll talk here sjdhsjsk no you're totally not weird to not like those fics. Flightless bird is amazingggg AF but yeah 1st person thing might make u uninterested in that. Shffcl was nice but I hated unbelievers idk I think that was taken too far in some scenes? akdhsjsk idk so yeah its okay to hate fandom famous I think? Also yeah very less enemies to lovers fics compared to others :( what's ur fav one tho? Might be y&b ofc but other than that!?

ahh okay this is definitely better than the extensive tags haha. i do think ur right with the flightless bird thing! it’s probably the narrative style that i struggle getting used to. it’s the same with confessions of a gay disney prince, i cannot even tell you how much i hated not only the narrative being told in script format but also the characterisation of everyone. i cannot for the life of me understand why it became so popular. but everyone has their own opinions and (obviously) this is all completely subjective!!

i think unbelievers was one of the first fics i read when i joined the fandom so it’s safe to say i thoroughly enjoyed it. that said, i’m sure if i were to revisit it now i wouldn’t find it as amazing as before. I think reading other fics and authors who seem to have more experience in writing or just know their shit better puts things into perspective? but honestly for me, the best thing about unbelievers is that it has in some of the best memes and inside jokes haha.

i think my favourite enemies to lovers fic other than velvetoscar’s has to be walk that mile. WAIT. i take that back because it HAS to be dance to the distortion by domesticharry. when i tell you i fucking love every single fic by this author and that this one is not only my fave by her but one of my all time faves. it has everything from the enemies to lovers to a fake relationship and so much humour i audibly laughed through more of it than i’d like to admit. SO YEAH IM SO SORRY FOR RAMBLING ON SO MUCH I COULD TALK ABOUT FICS FOREVER but i will stop myself now. i definitely recommend the last fic i mentioned if you haven’t read it already!!

i’m curious to know your fave fics whether it be enemies to lovers or anything else :)

[aclosetfan]

Aight here’s a 16teen-esque mall au for the ppg that I’ll never write, but enjoy thinking about and have heavily outlined (its long, so most is under the cut):

Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup aren’t related in this one, but you’d figure they were. Bubs/Buttercups are fraternal Twins (Mom/Dad=Keane/Prof)

Blossom’s mom is Ms. Bellum, who is dating Ms. Ima Goodwoman. Sedusa is actually a good woman in this lol, she just doesn’t vibe with blossom very well.

It also doesn’t help that Ima’s son, Butch, is now an even more permanent fixture in Blossom’s life. She had always thought school was enough. 

Later on in the story, Bellum and Ima get married and Butch&Bloss have to come to terms with being step siblings (they break up their parents and end up having to parent trap them back together)

This new relationship between Butch&Bloss works out perfectly for Brick because Brick’s bestfriends with Butch and also has a low-key crush on Bloss. They have English class together and while he very much has a goth persona that he can’t compromise (obviously) by a preppy girl like Bloss, he still enjoys fucking with her. Too bad she has that boyfriend :(

Wait what happened to the mall part?? Here we go: 

So, to preference, Bloss is a very smart young women. A real intellectual. Tons of smart extracurriculars. She’s definitely going places, but an Ivy League school costs money. So, she gets a job at the local mall in the bookstore. Bookstores in malls aren’t doing to hot financially and hers gets bought out. It’s going to be replaced by a more mainstream Barnes and Noble, but applications for employees don’t open up until after construction. She’s out a job and for some reason (maybe it’s her horribly inconsistent schedule) no one’s hiring her!! She’s worried about a gap in her resume, but her Mom ends up having the hookup. Turns out her mom’s boss (the mayor, who’s not the Mayor in this one) actually owns the lone hot dog (& pickle) stand in the mall, and it needs a new person to man it. 

(((This is a call back to when blossom, in the show, had to get a job at that hot dog stand 😂 she has to wear the same uniform with the stupid hat. )))

Her best costumer is actually Mayor, which perplexes Blossom because that can’t be a financially sound business move. His weird wisdom guides her.  

ANYWAY, she takes the job and finds out the stand (and the embarrassing uniform) is unfortunately located in front of. . .

. . .HOT TOPIC. 

Who works there??? Lol obviously Mr. Doom and Gloom himself--Brick!

So, Brick’s pretty much the manager there, right? Wrong, but he is a decent employee. He doesn’t actually need a job, but he’s a counterculture rebel, right?? And rebels go against their parents wishes, right?? And his dads (Mojo and Him) don’t want him working in a filthy mall because they’re rich and there’s better things to do. But he’s pretty anti-them so (🖕) he gets the job (Mojo also does not at all understand goth culture)

And then, because the gods favor him, not only does he end up getting to bug Bloss in English, but ALSO on his work breaks. He ends up eating more hotdogs then he ever thought he would in his life, but also, eventually, ends up becoming her study partner. Another fun and great thing for him is that as the story progresses he gets to watch her relationship with that-Jared-guy crumble right before his very eyes, which just adds fuel to his fantasy fire. 

So tbh this story actually really works out for Brick. He gets to spend time with the girl he secretly likes and has a decent shot at getting her to date him!! Blossom, on the other hand, suffers, but who’s there to help her through this suffering?

Well, obviously, Bubbles (and BC)! Bubbles works at Claire’s. She does well on the floor, but does not at all like piercing ears. She’s not good at it. She messes piercings up too frequently and blood freaks her out. Her coworker Mary often has to step up and do it for her. Still, she likes all the sparkly stuff in the store, so it’s generally a good fit. As of right now, Bubbles really just vibes in this story. Her biggest source of conflict is with Boomer, who works at the Spencer’s across from Claire’s.

Boomer is what Brick calls a shitty scene kid. He isn’t, Brick’s just mean, but Boomer rolls with it. Tbh he just likes dying his hair a shit ton of colors. He isn’t an ideal employee and is often found taking one too many breaks, but he’s charming and doesn’t make too many bad jokes about the dildos on display in the back, so they keep him around. He should honestly be on Claire’s payroll instead, because when Mary’s not available he’s the one who does the piercings (and the right way too, he might add, not with that fucked-up piercing gun) for Bubbles. And while that might make him seem like an overall helpful guy, do not be fooled. Bubbles always pays a price.

Boomer also has a shitty mom (femme fatale; she didn’t want a son), so his at-home life isn’t great, but he puts on a brave face. Brick and Butch essentially share custody of the boy. He has a room at each of their homes, which throws Blossom for a loop because not only does she have to share space with Butch later in the story, but also with Boomer (who she ends up tutoring). 

Speaking of Butch, he was fired from Spencer’s after Boomer got him a job there because he was “immature.” He was also fired from Hot Topic for basically the same reason. Then he landed a job at the Sporting Goods store, but again ended up getting fired (but this time it legitimately wasn’t his fault. His manager was just out to get him, as explained later) Now, he works for the malls arcade arena (they have go-karts and bumper cars; it’s one of those good arcades, ya feel?), so he runs a lot of kid’s bday parties. And to everyone’s surprise, he’s actually really good at it. Apparently, Butch really vibes with kids jacked up on sugar. Parents like him too because he flirts with the moms and pulls the dads into “friendly” but competitive go-kart racing betting pools. 

The person doing the actual hard labor at the arcade is Robin. She gets stuck in the chuck-e-cheese-like costume way too often. She’ a good voice of reason for everyone else, especially Butch. She’s his favorite co-worker.

Going back to the sporting goods store. Buttercup works there. She’s the best sales rep they got. It helps that she’s crazy athletic and is on track to get a pretty decent scholarship with some D1 schools. (What’s she play? Idk? Whatever your heart wants) She can’t say though that she’s the most popular amongst her coworkers. She got in a fight with Mitch, which also meant she got in a fight with the twins that follow Mitch around. She definitely didn't get along with Butch when he worked there. And she thinks her manager’s kind of creepy and he’s only gotten creepier since his partner Snake broke up with him

She doesn’t know why Snake broke up with Ace, but she’s pretty sure it has to do with Butch getting fired

Now, this one’s going to throw y’all for a loop, but the reason she gets in a fight with Mitch is because Mitch was picking on her boyfriend Elmer (THATS RIGHT IM SHAKING IT UP—but don’t worry 😏 I love the greens too much).

Elmer works at the comic/geek shop with Mike. She obviously likes her boyfriend and is big buds with Mike. Elmer’s pretty insecure tho and thinks BC’s going to break up with him all the time. This really bums her out. She doesn’t get why he thinks that (b/c she’s out of his league, but she’s oblivious) because she really likes him. Unfortunately, it gets to the point that she eventually decides she has to break up with him because she can’t convince him to trust her (still their relationship is cutesy side plot for a long bit). It’s her first big heartbreak. A heartbreak that is. . .

. . .ideal for Butch because he’s realized he has more then friendly feeling for her. See they weren’t friends AT ALL beforehand, but his new sibling relationship with Blossom has catapulted BC squarely into his life. Slowly they end up going from workplace enemies to eh to friendly to friends to (😉).

A significant turning point in their relationship happened to involve Ace. Butch was on his smoke break and saw Ace making Buttercup uncomfortable. That same night he sees Buttercup trying to leave and Ace/his gang are trying to pressure her into following them. Butch takes offense to this and ends up walking Buttercup to her car. She argues she doesn’t need him saving her, which he readily agrees to, but explains that any excuse to beat that creep Ace up is a good excuse. Afterward, anytime BC has to work close, Butch walks her to her car.

Eventually, he explains to her that he was the one who inadvertently convinced Snake to get out of their toxic-ass relationship with Ace. Ace found out and that’s why he was fired. So, now, he has real beef with the guy. Him and Ace don’t get along at all. To the point where Butch was banned from the sports store, but he sneaks in to see his friends and mess with BC. 

HAHA does the story ever end???? 

The story ends when Barnes n’ Noble opens. Blossom gets the job, ditches the old boring boyfriend, gets the goth boy, saves her mom’s relationship, and gains a sibling. 

The format of the story would be pretty episodic, with a conflict/resolution in each chapter. But what’s written above highlights the over arching plot lines

and holy shit! how could I forget the cherry on top??? Brick and Princess are cousins, and she does NOT let him forget this. 

((If you want more specific details ya gotta ask. there’s a lot more then just this.)) 

[ommsims]

story process challenge

i was tagged  by @xldkx​​ to do this challenge, created by @herpixels​​​ , like a month? a month and a half? ago and it’s been sitting half finished in my drafts for nearly as long. *sigh* (regardless, i love stuff like this so even if it takes me forever to get to it, i appreciate the tags! 💕). 

i decided to answer all the qs because it took me damn long enough to get to this, so i might as well put some extra elbow grease into it (plus it was fun!). btw it’s all going under a cut b/c it is long. i apologize in advance.

1. My Writing Process - used to be a hot damn mess. literally word docs strewn throughout my pc. However, I recently switched to using Onenote (it’s what i use to organize my d&d campaign notes) and hoo-boy is it so much nicer. this is how it’s set up and it’s honestly night and day. i can have a page with outlines, a page to organize & order screenshots, and a separate page for drafting text, and i can easily toggle though them without having to switch windows? a big thumbs up from me.

When it comes to actual writing- I used to write my drafts in novel format, which i enjoyed but it made “converting” them into tumblr posts time consuming and frustrating. I ended up scrapping most of the text in the process, retaining pretty much only the dialogue. 

Anyway, nowadays I write in more of a screenplay format: dialogue only + key scene information with the occasional note to self. 

I do keep a master “arcs” page with key events and each individual character’s arc from beginning to end and secondary “outline” pages with slightly more detailed outline for each leg of the project. No screencaps b/c spoilers galore! 

My typical work flow process for a scene goes: (1) brainstorm scene ideas, (2) take screenshots, (3) organize screenshots into a rough storyboard, (4) add 1st draft of text, (5) edit photos, (6) edit text, (7) upload to "drafts” here on tumblr, (8) let sit for a bit (9) take a final look at things/proofread and edit as needed. It may sound counterintuitive, but i find it much easier to write dialogue for a set of images rather than attempt to take images based on prewritten text. I feel more comfortable editing and tweaking tone and content in the text this way. Otherwise, I get frustrated when I “can’t” shoot a scene exactly as it appeared in my head.

2. How I build my scenes - A lot of what i do is rooted in gameplay, therefore my sets are usually (a) play-tested and (b) not super pretty. I’ve certainly improved at decorating & building over the years but more often than not I download lots off tumblr and the gallery because I don’t have the patience, aptitude, or time to build all of my own sets. That being said, I frequently gut builds only to build a number of completely unrelated mini sets inside to reduce the number of times i have to replace lots. I also keep a list of “important locations” and where certain characters live / will move to, to help keep this all straight as there aren’t nearly enough lots per neighborhood or even per world in this damn game...

my least favorite part of scene building is actually decorating. lol. Don’t get me wrong, I love clutter. I honestly do. but fuck me if i expect myself to spend hours meticulously decorating a set, spend another 3 hours toggling back and forth b/w BB & live modes adjusting things to get rid of the damn routing errors. (yeah, yeah, i know i could ignore them, they’re not important, especially in those scenarios where i’m using a set for screenshots and nothing else, but idk. it really grinds my gears.) and then have to replace the lot like a week later because there aren’t enough lots in the game. *sigh*

3. CC/Pose Making - i do not consider myself to be a cc creator nor a pose maker but i do dabble occasionally. And to be completely honest i’d much rather spend my time doing other stuff, so it’s not high on my list of priorities atm. plus there are so many talented cc creators in this community; i can usually get by with what’s already out there.

4. Getting in the zone - Honestly, I do a lot of brainstorming for plot & dialogue in the shower. I don’t have any particular playlists to get me “in the writing mood” but I do enjoy listening to music as I work. Either instrumental stuff or simply artists/songs I like. If something just so happens to “fit” a scene I’m working on, one i’ve got planned, or even just gives me vibes for a certain character or group, I add a quick note to the top of said scene’s draft. Most of the time I stick it in the recesses of my brain and add a quick link when I finally get to the point of posting the draft to tumblr. For whatever reason, when I have one of those “oh this song is perfect for X” moments it’s essentially ingrained in my mind for the rest of eternity. 

5. The screenshot folder - this will most likely give some of you out there major anxiety. but i swear it’s an organized chaos. :)

yep. 32.9gb of screenshots & related things... 

So with the raws from a single random scene selected, you can see i take roughly 10 screenshots per image posted. not terrible i guess but i’m working on it. Typically I take screenshots and once I’m done editing a scene I’ll move them from the general folder to a more specific project folder.

6. Captions - I’ll answer this in three parts:

for my townie story. not really. I prefer using the text box. I tend to write (& re-write) the dialogue for each one of these scenes several times over as I add more “scenes” into my drafts. It would be incredibly inefficient, time consuming, and would waste a lot more space on my pc to have to save .psds of each image just so i could edit dialogue when I decide: “oh hey maybe so and so needs to bring up X in this scene” and then change my mind an hour later.

for niko, noor, & co. I’m a text on image type gal here. don’t really know why, but it gives the project a different energy. ironically it makes it feel more laid-back to me. which i guess makes sense, it’s a much more light-hearted “story” than my townie project. which is, imo, very soapy haha.

for legacy stuff. all text goes below the images in the text box. reasoning: it’s gameplay, I don’t brainstorm, outline, or pre-write for this. I play the game, take screenshots, plug ‘em into my drafts and write some commentary / dialogue to go along with it.

7. Editing - i am a creature of habit and have not majorly changed my editing process in probably a year and a half (when I began using reshade and had to adjust my color correcting psd). it’s a super basic system:

drag & drop my “color correction” psd.

run actions in ps. (i made my own “all-in-one” actions to really streamline the process; i have different “actions sets” for my premades’ story and for other things that get posted to tumblr. even if no one else notices it, i like the little details that keep my projects separate and “identifiable”. 

voila. all set to upload.

sometimes i crop images, add “text effects”, or do more in depth editing (i.e. editing a phone screen or adding rain etc.) but overall i try and keep it simple for myself. 

8. Throwback - i posted an image of one of the first (but never posted) scenes I’d written for my townie project up above. but as for how would i redo a scene i’d already posted. well i’m currently re-doing my townie story so i guess i’ll just say you’ll see how it’s redone when i get to part 1! 😉

anyway, no tags because i’m so embarrassingly late to this party but if you hadn’t gotten around to this tag, wanted to do it but didn’t get a tag, or started it and left it to sit and now you’re thinking “oh god that was months ago should i even post this anymore?!?” consider yourself tagged by me and go ahead and post it for all to see!