#anyways!!! here is the logo 💖💖💖

[lilybug-02]

Play Tomorrow's Shape Here

Hello my lovely Tumblereeñas. I made a game with my friend for Godot Wild Game Jam. It's a visual novel game with routing mini-games!

((The mini-games are VERY HARD, plz don't be alarmed when you play, as there will be no game overs, so no sweat. 😅)) Plus the game is less than 15 minutes :)

But, this was my first time EVER participating in a creative project like this and I had a very good time throughout the entire process.

IRateBurritos was our lead programmer and drew the mini-game "arrows, stop signs, and conveyer belts". Everything else was me. Backgrounds, character animations, text box animation, and Title/Logo. I've very proud of how it all turned out. 🟩🟣💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

⬇️⬇️⬇️ Really wish we had gotten this little mouse to translate to the players mouse, but I think the computer hates me or smth.

⬇️⬇️⬇️ The drawings below do not reflect all of the assets we used for the game, but they are examples of how my animations looked for our "sprite sheets". Using PROCREATE was insane but it worked so I can't complain <3

I wanted everything to have eyes. Because YES.

Anyways, thanks for taking an interest in it :) it was fun!

[skyguytoast]

Heyy bestie!! 💖

Idk if you take requests, but I saw some vids on TikTok of Anakin as a Formula 1 driver 🏎️🔥 and I need some headcanons for that!! 🫠💭

Hey babe! 💕 I’m always down for requests, especially when my brain’s running on empty 😂 Anyway, hope you like what I came up with!

FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who first saw you at a race event, standing close to the fence. You weren’t even trying to get his attention, but when his eyes met yours as he slid into the cockpit, it was like the whole world went silent. His heart raced faster than the engine beneath him.

FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who, after securing a breathtaking victory, used his celebratory speech not to brag about the win—but to call out, "To the girl in the black cap with my team's logo…you should really send me a DM." He winked at the camera, knowing you’d know exactly who he meant.

FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who can't hide his smug smile whenever you show up wearing one of his team jackets or caps. He always makes sure you have the newest designs, even if it means sneaking them into your wardrobe like little surprises.

FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who stitched a tiny picture of you inside his racing jacket, right over his heart, because as he says with a shrug, "Gotta keep my good luck charm close."

FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who gets carried away in interviews after wins, mentioning you so often that fans make compilations of his lovesick ramblings. "Yeah, the car handled well today, but honestly? Knowing she's here cheering me on—nothing beats that."

FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who brings you to every sponsor event, proudly walking through the crowd with his arm slung around your waist. He whispers sarcastic remarks about boring speeches and sneaks kisses when no one's watching—until someone inevitably catches it on camera.

FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who practically leaps from the car after a tough race, yanking off his helmet and running a hand through his messy curls before pulling you into a kiss so deep the pit crew exchanges awkward coughs.

FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who teaches you the basics of driving a race car one evening on a closed track. He can’t stop laughing as you nervously grip the wheel, and when you finally get the hang of it, he swears you look like you belong right there beside him.

FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who, after every podium celebration, finds you in the crowd no matter what. Champagne-soaked and grinning, he mouths "For you" before stepping down to wrap you in his arms.

+18(SPICY HEADCANONS)

FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who, in the throes of an intense training session, receives a explicit image on his phone that makes his breath hitch audibly. The sight of you draped in his jacket alone, a tantalizing expanse of creamy skin and curves of your breast, sends a bolt of lust straight to his core. He has to grip the device tighter to keep from dropping it, his other hand instinctively palming himself through the straining fabric of his racing pants. A groan threatens to spill from his lips as he imagines peeling that jacket off you, revealing what lies underneath.

FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who, in the privacy of the pits after a grueling practice, pins you against the cool tile wall of the shower. The steam from the spray mists around you as his lips claim yours in a bruising kiss, his hips driving forward to grind against your cunt. Your gasps and moans echo off the porcelain as he fills you, his large frame dwarfing your smaller one, taking you with a desperation born of pent-up desire and adrenaline-fueled high.

FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who lays you down on the scorching hood of his race car, the metal still radiating heat from the intense laps. He pushes your thighs apart, a wicked gleam in his eye as he settles between them, his broad shoulders forcing your legs to fall open wider. A single, sharp inhale as he takes in the sight of your glistening, aching sex, flushed and swollen with desire. Then he dives in, his mouth claiming you in a hungry, ravenous kiss that steals your breath. His tongue delves between your folds, stroking and probing, parting your slick tissues to reach your throbbing, sensitive clit. He suckles the bud, his lips and tongue working in tandem to drive you wild with pleasure, your fingers twisting almost painfully in his sand-blonde hair as he feasts on your most intimate place. The hood creaks and groans beneath you, a lewd symphony mixed with the desperate sounds of your ecstasy as he takes you apart with his mouth, his tongue, his single-minded determination to make you come undone.

FORMULA 1 DRIVER! ANAKIN who navigates the treacherous turns of the track with a white-knuckle grip, his knuckles aching from the force of his hold on the steering wheel. But his other hand, that hand that usually grips the wheel with such confident control, is tangled in your curls, guiding you up and down his rigid, throbbing cock. The car speeds around the curves, the engine roaring like a beast unleashed as he fucks your face with wild abandon. Your lips stretch obscenely around his girth, your tongue swirling and stroking as he plunges in and out of your hot, velvet mouth. Drool escapes the seal of your lips, dripping down your chin and onto the racing uniform he wears. The car surges forward, the wind whipping through the open cockpit, as he chases his release, the pleasure of your mouth and the thrill of the high-speed ride pushing him closer to the edge. With a guttural groan, he hilts himself deep in your throat, his hot seed spurting down your neck as he takes the final turn at a breakneck.

[epiphainie]

Hello mimi!!!! I hope you're having a great day ao far. For no reason at all I wanted to stop by your ask box to tell you that I have loved each and every meta you write about the 911 blorbos. Your brain is so big. I still think about that like you made of buck and Tommy's annoying habits because those were just *chefs kiss* perfection. Anyway I have been peeping in your tags that there's talk of you writing mpreg??? Whatever pairing that's for I absolutely cannot wait to read it. Hope your week is magical and full of little joys. 💖💖💖💖💖

hiii sweet Lain 🥹🥹 you're genuinely the sweetest. i looove the annoying habits posts, they were such organic headcanoning lol i was having sooo much fun with them. and yeah i'm trying to write this mpreg smut for bucktommy which is not something i wrote before so it's all new and truly the most unsophisticated, ferally horny thing i could imagine. a little based on this and a little based on this. bc this ask made my day, here i'll post a little excerpt. thanks for coming here and i hope you have the best week, lovely mwahhh 🫶🥰💛

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“What are you wearing?” Tommy heard himself whisper.

All the curtains were drawn wide, all the windows cracked open, with the entire content of their closet spilled out across their bedroom. The knitwear was piled messily on the armchair in the corner, their belts and ties slithering around across the floor, and Tommy’s worn tees he refused to throw away rumpled at the foot of the drawers.

“It's a hundred degrees in here and I’m like an elephant. Who swallowed another elephant.”

And Evan was wearing…that.

“You know you did this to me, Tommy Kinard. It’s all on you.”

Tommy took a step. “What—”

“You just couldn’t wrap it up. What are you, fourteen?”

“—are you wearing?”

At the tug at his wrist, Evan turned around and almost stumbled. Tommy’s quick hold around his bare waist steadied him, and this close, Tommy couldn’t help looking up and down at his husband. His gaze took in the length of Evan’s naked legs, his round belly pushing out tight as a drum, the flimsy fabric barely covering his chest, and finally his eyes.

His beautiful, shimmery eyes that dropped the moment their gazes met.

Blinking, he picked at his tee.

Tommy’s tee. Cropped shoddily with a pair of kitchen scissors circa – if Tommy remembered correctly – the summer ‘97 with its neckline stretched to the hell and back and the rough hem running right through The Clash logo and sitting right on top of Evan’s protruded belly.

“I couldn’t find my clothes,” he mumbled, all the fight in him replaced with despair.

Tommy felt something in him ache.

[xoxokomorebixoxo]

Chapter 1: Enter New Contestant 000

Warning: This story is intended for a mature audience. Themes of some sexual content, cussing, violence, gore, self-harm, and more takes place inside the story. Warnings will be listed at top of each chapter. I do not own My Hero Academia, nor the pictures provided. This story is the only thing I own. This story does promote love interests that are male. 14 characters will be yandere for the reader. I do not insist that yandere behavior is good. If this actually happens, please contact authorities. Enjoy the story!

Cast

Mina

Ochaco

Hagakure

Eriko (Friend of Y/N, she ends up joining the show also because of Mina)

Love Interests

🤍Izuku Midoriya🤍

🤍Katuski Bakugou🤍

🤍Shoto Todoroki🤍

🤍Iida Tenya🤍

🤍Denki Kaminari🤍

🤍Eijiro Kirishima🤍

🤍Neito Monoma🤍

🤍Hitoshi Shinso🤍

🤍Tamaki Amajiki🤍

🤍Mirio Togata🤍

🤍Keigo Takami🤍

🤍Aizawa Shota🤍

🤍Shigaraki Tomura🤍

🤍Dabi🤍

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Y/N lay sprawled across her couch, wings lazily draped over the cushions as she scrolled mindlessly through her phone. Another rejection email sat at the top of her inbox. Another hero agency deciding she wasn't "a good fit." It was exhausting. College had promised a bright future, but instead, she'd found herself stuck—floating between odd jobs and freelance hero work that barely paid the bills. She sighed, shifting onto her side, wings curling around her like a protective shell.

Her phone buzzed. A group chat.

Mina: "HEY BESTIEEEE 💖💖💖" Ochaco: "We have NEWS!!" Hagakure: "BIG NEWS. LIFE-CHANGING NEWS."

Y/N blinked. That didn't sound good.

Y/N: "...What did you do?"

Five minutes later, there was loud, rapid knocking at her door. She barely had time to stand before Mina and Ochaco burst in with Hagakure's floating clothes trailing behind them. "Okay, okay, sit down," Mina said, practically vibrating with excitement. "You are gonna love this."

"You guys are terrifying," Y/N muttered, sitting anyway.

Ochaco clapped her hands together. "Sooo, we noticed you've never been on a date."

"And that's just tragic," Hagakure added.

Y/N's wings twitched. "Wow, thanks for the reminder."

"Which is why," Mina grinned, "we signed you up for a dating game show!"

Silence.

Y/N stared. "You did what?"

"It's called Love Trials!" Ochaco said proudly. "Well, at least we think that's the name? The application was kinda vague."

"But you got picked!" Hagakure cheered. "Which means you get a whole lineup of potential dates, live on TV!"

Y/N's stomach dropped. "TV?!"

Mina waved a hand. "Details, details. What matters is that this is a golden opportunity! You might meet the love of your life!"

Y/N ran a hand down her face. This had to be a joke. But when she opened her email, sure enough, there was a message confirming her acceptance. "...What even is this show?" she mumbled, tapping the link. The website was barely a website. A single page with a pink, glittery logo and a countdown timer. No contestant list, no host info—nothing. She swallowed hard. "This seems sketchy."

"Oh, totally," Mina admitted. "But what's life without a little mystery?"

Y/N wasn't so sure.

But maybe—just maybe—this was better than being stuck in the same lonely loop.

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Y/N zipped up her suitcase with a sigh. This was probably the dumbest thing she had ever agreed to. A dating show she knew nothing about, hosted by people who barely had an online presence—it all screamed bad idea. But Ochaco, Mina, and Hagakure had convinced her, and now here she was, shoving an extra sweater into her already overstuffed bag.

As if on cue, headlights swept across her apartment window. She peered through the blinds. A black van idled at the curb, its engine humming softly. Her stomach twisted. No show logo, no friendly driver waving her over. Just a plain, ominous van. "...Okay, not creepy at all," she muttered. Still, she grabbed her suitcase and stepped outside. The air was crisp, the city unusually quiet. A man in a sleek black suit emerged from the van, his expression unreadable. He took her suitcase without a word and lifted it effortlessly into the back.

"Uh—thanks?" Y/N hesitated. "Is there, like... paperwork or—?"

The man simply opened the side door.

Inside, plush seats and dim blue lighting awaited her. No cameras. No crew.

Every instinct told her to turn around. But her friends were watching the show, right? If something weird happened, they'd notice... right?

Steeling herself, she climbed in.

The door shut.

A faint hiss filled the air.

Y/N barely had time to gasp before thick, sweet-smelling smoke curled around her. Her limbs went heavy. Her wings twitched weakly before slumping against the seat. Her vision blurred.

Then—darkness.

When she woke, the world shimmered gold.

She blinked against the brightness. High ceilings, marble floors, and walls inlaid with intricate golden patterns stretched around her. Massive chandeliers cast warm, flickering light, illuminating a grand hall unlike anything she'd ever seen. And lined up before her, standing in eerie silence—

A row of men.

Each one tall, poised, and dressed in elegant suits. Every single one wore an intricately designed animal mask—fox, wolf, deer, owl, snake. Their eyes were hidden.

Her pulse hammered.

She wasn't alone. Other women stirred awake nearby, shifting groggily on velvet-lined couches. A soft click of shoes echoed through the hall. A man in a pristine white suit stepped forward, arms open wide, a grin stretched across his face.

"Ladies," he cooed, voice smooth as silk. "I trust you slept well?"

No one answered. The tension was thick.

"Welcome," he continued, "to your paradise for the next few weeks." He gestured toward the masked men. "These are the suitors whose hearts you shall fight for. Their faces will remain a mystery—for now." His grin widened. "But rest assured, beneath these masks are the men of your dreams."

Y/N swallowed hard.

She suddenly wished she'd listened to her instincts.

'Okay, take a deep breath. There had to be a reason you feel asleep. Maybe you were tired? Or maybe they drugged you? GOD, did they drug us?!'

"Do not be frightened," the man in the suit continued. "This is a game about love, is it not? You see, a few years ago we started this show to see how life would play out for our contestants. You may have noticed there wasn't much about us." This is where he smiled. "That's because our show goes on the dark web."

Y/N felt her breath hitch.

"Don't think you can escape so easily by the way. You signed up for this! You wanted love, well here's your chance," He laughed. His hands waved at the masked men before the women. "Only, with killers that is. Maybe you'll capture their hearts," he shrugged," or maybe you'll die."

'Die?!'

"I didn't sign up for this, you sick creep!" Another female shouted out. She stumbled to stand, the sleepiness still weighing her down. In a quick motion, the girl rose her arm, trying to shoot out her quirk. Nothing came out. Y/N furrowed her brows. Was the girl quirkless?

The host sighed at her attempt, shaking his head. "Let me explain when I said you won't be able to escape so easily. On your wrists you will find quirk erasing bracelets. While you are here, you will be unable to use your quirk."

Then, with a snap of his finger, the masked men walked over, each grabbing a lady by her arm and yanking them over their shoulders. Y/N gasped, pounding against the man's back. "Let me go!" She yelled.

"The show begins tomorrow," was the host's final words," dress up. You'll be on camera."

(Eye Color) eyes frantically gazed around the room. Her throat felt dry. 'No, no, no! What do I do?!' She froze as her eyes met someone familiar. This couldn't be... 'Eriko?! She can't be here. She'll have a chance at dying too!'  Y/N went to scream out but her throat was frozen. She was taken to a simple room dressed in basic necessities. The man dropped her down and left without a word.

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Y/N stood still on the edge, her legs trembling slightly as she gripped the fabric hanging from the sides of her blindfold. The fabric was tight, constricting, making her senses sharper. Her heart hammered in her chest, each beat reverberating in her ears. The air felt heavy, oppressive, and her breaths came faster than usual, the uncertainty clawing at her.

A voice cut through the tension—a smooth, almost too pleasant voice of the host. "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the first challenge. The rules are simple. You will walk along these wires connecting each ledge. But there is one catch—if you peek through your blindfold, you will be shot down and eliminated immediately."

Y/N's breath hitched at the word shot. She barely had time to digest the harsh reality before the countdown began.

"Three... two... one..."

The sound of a sharp, high-pitched whistle echoed through the space.

The game had begun.

Y/N steadied herself, each step feeling as if it could send her plunging into the abyss below. She felt the thin rope beneath her feet and stretched her arms out to keep balance, her wings fluttering slightly at her sides, the weight of them both comforting and restricting.

But then, she heard it—a sudden rustling, a movement too quick for her to anticipate.

Before she could even process it, someone charged at her. The force of their presence made her instinctively step back. The wire creaked under the pressure of their body weight, and then—

A sickening crack.

Y/N gasped, her hands shooting out in front of her as the sound of a body hitting the ground rang out, followed by a sickening splash. The sharp scent of blood filled the air, and she recoiled, panic rising in her chest.

It happened so fast.

"Kimmy Kim has been eliminated," the host's voice echoed, as if detached from the brutality of the moment. "A poor decision to charge forward. A lesson, ladies, on the importance of caution." Y/N swallowed hard, barely able to shake the image of Kimmy's fall from her mind. The air was thick with tension as the other contestants moved, some more carefully now, some still daring to take risks. But all of them, like Y/N, were now keenly aware of just how high the stakes were.

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Bakugo watched as Y/N stood gripping the ropes tightly. Her breathing was off to say the least and in a sense it was adorable. Adorable watching her in fight or flight. Adorable watching as he was the only one who chose whether or not she lived or died. Like a small bird he could crush if he wanted. But he never would, she's far too precious for that, too delicate. He could never do it, not to her at least. He really could never.

He watched as someone else rushed forward though and he held back a laugh at their foolishness. They were blind; what the hell were they thinking? Could someone actually be that stupid? He looked back to Y/N and grinned maniacally. She was doing great, perfect even. While blood filled the air around them, he couldn't help but revel in it. She still looked oh so scared even through the blindfold. He adjusted his golden mask, it looked like a wolf with sharp teeth, something that matched his smile.

Soon enough someone else fell down he didn't see who they were exactly, but they had a rather gruesome fall. Rather close to the end too, not that they would ever know that though. He let out a small huff of laughter, something that could pass as a cough or just a scoff. But he was enjoying this and why wouldn't he? He was here to have fun after all, why should he put it aside because a few extras die? The only one he cared about was Y/N.

"Rei Ito has been eliminated; it seems like they've slipped at just the last second. A shame really," the voice added as if it were an afterthought. Bakugo laughed and looked back at Y/N. She seemed to be getting closer. She would need to jump soon from the looks of things. He wondered if she would jump in the first place; most likely. After all, she was smart, unlike most of the other contestants in this game.

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'Take a deep breath, Y/N. Everything will be okay, you just have to trust your partner.'

Y/N's heart pounded in her chest, each step on the narrow rope a battle of its own. The blindfold pressed tight against her eyes, her world dark and muffled. The only sounds she could hear were her breath, shallow and strained, and the soft flutter of her wings as they twitched nervously.

She was close. So close.

With each careful step, she told herself, 'I can do this'. She whispered it to herself, as if the words would give her the strength to push past the fear gnawing at her insides. She was almost there. Her mind was focused, her feet steady, her wings fluttering ever so slightly as she walked—carefully—on the thin wire.

She could feel it. The end of the rope was just ahead. 'I can do it. Just a few more steps...'

But then, without warning, there was a force—unexpected and jarring—that collided with her. Y/N gasped as a hard shove hit her side, sending her spinning off course. Her heart jumped into her throat, panic flooding her body as she lost her balance. Her wings snapped open instinctively, the feathers flaring as she tried to regain control, but it was too late. Her body tipped, and her feet no longer had solid ground to hold her.

"NO!" she screamed, her voice barely a whisper above the chaos in her mind.

Her wings beat furiously, trying to stop her descent, but the wind was against her, the pull of gravity too strong. She flapped harder, her feathers cutting through the air with all the strength she could muster, but she couldn't slow down.

The sound of the wind rushing past her ears was deafening as she fell, her stomach dropping in the same instant. Her body twisted, spinning uncontrollably, and for a second, the world seemed to tilt, the ground far below looking like an endless abyss.

'I won't make it...'

Bakugo watched as Y/N fell; he didn't tell her to jump but she was hit. Someone collided with her. He cursed under his breath already feeling the searing heat under his palms, threatening to explode. His mouth downturned into a frown. You've gotta be kidding him, of course this happens to him out of all people. He watched her flail her body around helplessly- wings unable to catch the air around them. For a moment there's a thought wondering what he would do if she hit the ground, but he ignores it because there's no way in hell he's gonna let that happen. He knows how to use his quirk and he knows for a fact that he can reach her. She was close enough to begin with anyways.

Within an instant he blasts over to her, catching her in his arms before maneuvering them back to solid and safe ground. His hold is tight on her body and he's completely carrying her in bridal style fashion. He hasn't set her down yet, she seemed just so fragile, about to face death one moment ago and in safe arms the next. He wonders what must be going through her pretty little head right now, to tear it open and look inside – but he won't, because that would kill her and he's not a killer. Not yet anyways.

"You're fucking lucky you were close enough for me to catch you," He grunted out, his voice isn't soft. It's never been soft. He doesn't drop her on the ground though, he sets her down and rather gently too, smoothing her wings and her hair with one hand carelessly before retracting it back to his body. He tilted his head at her and grinned.

Y/N's breath hitched as the masked man's hand traced over her skin, leaving behind a phantom heat that sent a shiver down her spine. But it wasn't warmth she felt—it was fear. She jerked back, stumbling a step away from him. Her wings twitched, feathers ruffling in distress. "Don't touch me," she said, voice sharp but trembling. Her hands curled into fists at her sides, trying to ground herself, trying to keep the panic from rising in her throat. She had almost died. If he hadn't caught her, she would've been nothing but a memory, another number in a cruel game that no one cared about. The realization clawed at her chest, tightening like a vice. Her wide eyes darted around, having taken the mask off, taking in the masked figures, the eerie lighting, the other players scattered in the distance. Everything felt too loud, too bright, too suffocating. The adrenaline from the fall had worn off, leaving behind nothing but the cold weight of what had just happened.

Then, a crackling noise filled the space. A voice echoed from the overhead speakers, cutting through the tense atmosphere. "Attention, players. Fifty-five remain." A murmur spread through the crowd, some in relief, others in dread. Y/N barely heard it, her mind still spinning. "You will now be escorted to the dining hall for tonight's meal," the voice continued. "Afterward, you will be taken to your assigned rooms. Rest well. Tomorrow brings a new game." Y/N swallowed hard; her breath still uneven. She could feel eyes on her, the other players', the faceless guards who lurked in the background. But she didn't care. She just needed to get out of here, away from him, away from this moment. Without another word, she turned and walked toward the dining hall, her heart hammering in her chest.

Bakugo chuckled a little, stepping back from her. She was obviously scared of him; it showed in the way that her wings seemed to ruffle around him. Although it was inconvenient he was more than sure that everything could be sorted out eventually through trust or whatever they had next. He never really paid attention to those types of things–

"Would you like me to escort you ma'am?"

Bakugo looked up to see Shoto standing by Y/N's side in a slight bow as if introducing himself to her. His voice was much softer and more inviting in a way than Bakugo's. Bakugo scowled, of course half n' half would pull something like this. 'Fucking amazing.'

Shoto's hand slightly touched her shoulder before moving to her hand, grasping it gently as if trying not to scare her. He hid the obsession quite well Bakugo found. He moved forward as if to challenge Shoto but he felt something slimy wrap around him, holding him back. He growled slightly in frustration. Tamaki.

"You got a problem, idiot?" Bakugo hissed over to him, his voice was rather loud.

"Scaring her anymore than you already have won't help anything... Come on let him take this one," Tamaki muttered, his voice was shy and somewhat shaky which was to be expected when dealing with Bakugo. His bird mask tilted down a little with his head as he began walking away.

Bakugo looked back to Shoto who had a cat mask which seemed to smile rather eerily at him. The urge to push him away was stronger than ever now and honestly it would be so easy. Shoto would be a tough fight, yes, but he was sure that he could win in the end. But before he could make his move Shoto was already leading her away and to the dining hall.

Bakugo could feel his palms begin to heat up with frustration, but it was fine. He could always settle this later... he was sure of it.

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The things I would do for you...

[ageless-aislynn]

Day 1 of Project: Mass Effect 1 on Insanity

First things, first... Squadin' up the squad!

A rare sight: Level 27 Richard L. Jenkins, as maxed out as possible with all of the points I had available, lol! Aw, yeah, I have a great feeling about this! I even upgraded his armor, so he's strong enough to solo a Reaper, now!

Too bad there are no Reapers in this opening section. RIP, homie. I tried. 😞😉

Now, I mentioned before that I like keeping Shepard in his original armor just because I like the way it looks.

But since the focus is trying not to die, I went with the strongest armor I could equip. I also did the same for Kaidan and Ashley. I really love Ashley's original armor:

(Mass Effect Wiki)

But I think this newer, stronger armor looks pretty awesome on her! Okay, so there's a definite Master Chief vibe going on there that I love, what can I say?

I didn't see a way to customize colors like you can later games but I'm okay with how Shep looks here. It's a little plain and I miss the N7 logo and red stripe but, hey, we're not here for a fashion show, lol.

Anyway! I actually got through that first encounter without dying! Kaidan, not so much, though. 👀👀👀

He dropped a bunch of times, but never in such a funny way as when he swooned dramatically next to Nihlus' dead body. I wish you could've heard me say out loud in a totally scandalized tone, "KAIDAN, what are you DOING?" 😱😱😱

So, wish me luck, friends, as I continue on my Insanity journey! 🤞😣🤞🤗💖

[skysometric]

Skysometric Design Retrospective, Part 4

What Dreams Are Made Of (continued from part 3)

on the one hand i'm pretty proud of my legacy as a graphic designer, especially for having no formal training! on the other hand, that legacy makes me feel like i have to outdo myself for each new iteration... with no formal training.

so we return to my current progress on the logo. i have a shape i'm proud of, and i've outdone all my previous attempts at color! but the sum of those parts doesn't stack up to my previous work quite yet, and i want to really push my limits this time. where else can i take this? let me sleep on it.

Good Morning What The Fuck? where did this come from and why are my dreams so weird???

to explain what's going on here: the gif above is a made-up video game menu that literally came to me in a dream. it was a black and white menu with a vaguely Y2K aesthetic, and a red cursor for which option was selected. each menu option had a hidden animation in white, which only showed up when the option was selected and the background color changed to red.

how did i dream this? frankly, i have no idea. this isn't even the first time i've dreamed up something aesthetic. but 99.9% of my dreams are nightmares, so anything that isn't is a surprise! though i think this one was still bundled with a video game themed nightmare...

either way, when i woke up, i couldn't stop thinking about how cool this menu was. can i use this for anything? maybe my logo? it doesn't quite fit the same aesthetic though...

...what if i use gradients to "reveal" some texture in the logo, just like the red cursor from the dream. i bet that would look great!

NOW we're getting somewhere.

here's the earliest screenshot i have, from when i first tested the idea. i laid out a bunch of squares inside the middle panel, just as a test texture to start with. by putting a gradient from light to dark, the texture becomes more visible along the strip. an outline keeps the texture from visually cutting into the edges of the surrounding shapes of the logo. finally, the texture is tilted 10° to make it more dynamic, better fitting into the isometric shape.

it's a great start, but how do we take this to scale?

first off i need to choose more textures to use. i picked sparkles and hearts since those are emojis that i use all the time! 💖 i made new sparkle and heart icons from scratch, which were simple to put together, but i had never done before. (we'll talk more about the icons later!)

next i need a repeating grid to lay out the textures on. i used more squares to block out different sizes and positions; in this first pass, i varied them from 1x to 5x the normal size. then i copied the grid a couple of times, replacing the squares with sparkles and hearts.

the squares were originally just for layout purposes, but i used them anyway because i couldn't come up with anything better lol

finally, i just need to attach these texture grids to the logo. i recolored the textures with a color overlay, masked them to the individual shapes, added radial gradients to reveal the textures in different directions per shape, threw some outlines on—

"just messing around with some texture... ✨🟪💗" — May 08, 2020 via Twitter, a concept that i fell in love with immediately.

—and voila! i've got a fantastic little concept that really shows promise!

...but i can do better than that~

there's a few improvements i wanted to make almost immediately. i'll go down the list with each problem and solution:

for one thing, the shapes are imbalanced. the squares take up so much space compared to the sparkles, for example, even though both have the same bounding box. so i remade the shapes to have the same visual balance – yes, including the squares! i canonized the squares by rounding the corners and shrinking them a bit to balance with the other shapes. i also ended up replacing the sparkles with stars instead, since stars take up more of their bounding box and are thus easier to balance.

the repeating textures could use tweaking, especially the ratios; the 1x shapes are too small and just look like individual pixels when shrunk down to avatar size. maybe 3x to 6x would do the trick? that way the smallest shapes are only half the size of the largest shapes, but there's still plenty of variety in between.

the radial gradient is unnecessary complexity; it's barely recognizable as a radial gradient at a glance. a simple linear gradient would work just as well, and set a healthier precedent that's easier to hit with future design elements.

and after all those fixes, here's how it turned out:

"my new logo is FINISHED!!! immensely proud of how it turned out ⭐🟪💗" — July 15, 2021 via Twitter, a milestone achievement.

three retrospective posts and six IRL months later, the logo is complete! 🎉 i've finally got something that stands shoulder-to-shoulder with my previous work in terms of quality:

not half bad for a graphic design legacy.

but that's just the logo! i've still got so much more to cover. next time, the cornerstone of my design language: the grid.

(continued in part 4...)

[ethicstownprod]

For the audio drama ask meme - 19? Please and thank you, love your show!

Y’all 🥺💖

19. Do you have any playlists/music you listen to while working on production?

So many. Legitimately, one for each character. You can find them on my Spotify page (below, if tumblr co-operates).

But I also have a 2nd, secret January playlist that wasn’t (until now, so I can show y’all) public that has more… villainous songs on there. And also sadder songs. He’s having A Time.

Way back when the discord was just me, Pinja (logo designer), Mick (theme composer), and Paige (Elaine) I used to post random memes along with updates and one of the first things I posted was the aforementioned playlist. And then I forgot about it for ~2 months.

And THEN we started adding cast to the discord and Rhys (who I do not know very well at all at this point I cannot stress this enough) texts me and goes ‘I’m listening to your January playlist. Hozier. Love it.’

And I’m like ‘Oh, well then, guess I can never speak to this guy again, that’s so embarrassing.’ So I told him ‘That’s so embarrassing, I can literally never speak to you again’ but that didn’t really work out for me, huh?

BUT WAIT IT GETS WORSE another month after that he tells me ‘Oh, I re-made your January playlist on the old man music app I use so I can listen to it sometimes and think about the show’ (<- exact phrasing) and I was like ‘You WHAT?!?! WHYYYYYYY???’ And instead of saying ‘To spite you personally, of course’ he said ‘Because I like it, and it helps me understand the character.’

And sometimes I just think about how much he had to give a shit to do that and it makes me really upset in a happy way. BUT NO ONE TELL HIM, HE’S NOT ALLOWED TO KNOW IT MEANS A LOT TO ME WHEN HE DOES NICE THINGS BC THEN HE’LL TRY TO DO MORE NICE THINGS AND THAT’S NOT OKAY.

So anyway, here’s the playlist!!

[oswanily]

Pipco Eli Top Recolor

I don't even remember making this. Anyways, here it is, and it's pretty. Also, this preview doesn't have the logo, because it's old.

Info and download under the cut:

BGC

Needs MESH!!! (TSR warning)

55 swatches (that's a lot, even for me), all are duo tones like the preview

Tag me if you use it in your screenies so I can see! And feel free to contact me if there is any issues, so I can fix them. Also, if you like my content, consider buying me a coffee or asking for a commission! It would help me a lot 💖

By downloading any of my CC, you agree to my TOU.

Download: SimFileShare | Dropbox

Credit to the people who created the CC I used in my screenshots. 

@sssvitlanz @alwaysfreecc @public-ccfinds

[tobbyandri]

Fabulicious♡Precure

Here's the logo of the new precure fan series that me and my friends made, and also, I think I'll focus more on this project for now hehe, and let Light Our Universe✩Precure be last ehehehe, it's just that I got we made a lot of stuff in this project so hehe maybe we'll focus on more this one, but don't worry, I think I can still upload some LightOurUniPre so don't worry hehe and anyways I hope you'll like this Logo!! 💖💖💖💖

[xumoonhao]

say the name! seventeen!

[taurusdesign]

Elsa Kids Room (Availible for Everyone!)

Hello! I was finally able to complete my new set before The Sims 5 came out. I thought I should publish it now before you swear at me. Just kidding. Thank you again and again for your understanding, support and beautiful messages. I love you guys so much. <3

Our set, as the name suggests, is about children. Actually, I don't play with kids in The Sims. (I don't even play in real life. I mean, I like kids, but sometimes they can be very noisy.) But if I want to make a room for children, I want it to be like this. Simple and stylish. It's more simple actually. Our set contains a total of 45 items. Apart from my own creations, I cloned Maxis's books from the game and included them in the set. But I will share it openly in the next post after that. Because I didn't make them, I just converted. Anyways. If we count them, there are 59 items.

The highlight of the set is the bunk beds. Bunk beds came late to The Sims 4, but it was also very nice when they arrived. It's really cool to place other items under the bunk bed. I've also designed suitable items for this. There are items such as seating groups, desk, dreseer / bookcase that you can use with bunk beds. And you can also hang curtains on the bunks if you want. (I didn't use the curtain slot type this time :)

When placing the bunk beds, you need to place the base part according to which side the ladder is on in the bedding part. It also works if you don't place it, but your sim will look strange when climbing a non-ladder side.

The List Of Furnitures

Decorative Abacus

Decorative Box

Bunk Bed Base (Left, Right and Twin Ladders)

Bunk Bed Bedding

Bunkbed Chair (Seating and the Base)

Bunk Bed Curtains (Left and Right) - They are snapped right side automatically.

Bunkbed Desk

Bunkbed Dresser (Actually, it's a bookcase, but I gave it a dresser function because we can't place a bookcase under the bunk bed.)

Bunk Bed Loveseat (Seating and the Base)

Cabinets (9 pieces)

Decorative Calculator

Ceiling Light (Here's the thing about this. Normally, when making a lamp, we need to make a painting to spread light on the item. Since I couldn't spread the light as I wanted, I used the lights I used in my previous sets. If you place the lamp at the same angle where you placed it, it looks beautiful. Actually, it's not very important.)

Corkboards (These can also be snap to desk)

Desk

Desk Lamp

Dresser

Decorative Homework

Mr. Bloomy the Shining Bear

Nightstand (It looks like toilet)

2 Computers. (These two are the same, in fact, only one of them is compatible with the desk for the bunk bed.)

Decorative Pen Holder

Decorative Post-It.

Shelf

Single Bed Base and Bedding

Toy Box

Wall Mirror

I also added brass-gold swatch to the items on request. But I'm sharing it as a recolor because I added it later. If you want extra swatches, you should download the file called "TaurusDesign_Elsa_KidsRoom_BrassSwatch.package". These appear as two objects in the game, and the brass option is the one with the gold-plated taurus logo.

You can find everything by typing Elsa Kids Room.

By the way, if you have canceled your pledge and you can't see the set in the new month, please write to me. Again, thank you so much for everything. I'm going to sleep because I haven't slept in two days.

I hope you like it.

Love you guys 💖💖

Public Release: December 21st, 2022

CHECK IT OUT

[plutominho]

start of something new || han

✧ WRITTEN BY: galaxy

✧ GENRE: college au, new year’s eve au, strangers to lovers/love interests, fluff

✧ PAIRING: han x reader

✧ SUMMARY: this is quite literally your and jisung’s disney channel moment

✧ WORD COUNT: 4.1k

✧ NOTES/WARNINGS: mild language + very brief mention of alcohol. confident!reader has pipes that the writer can only dream of. jisung is a fratboy that gets easily (and adorably) shy. speaking of fratboys, wingman! + fratboy!felix knows how to make a party interesting (max and i have this headcanon that jisung and felix are both fratboys but in different fonts and this fic basically fueled that agenda). short appearance of bestfriend!ryujin. yes this imagine was inspired by a certain iconic ‘00s disney movie, yes i was a disney kid, and yes i royally fucked up my sleep schedule for the sake of writing this imagine so pls don’t let it flop :/

HAPPY NEW YEAR BESTIES!! i hope y’all like this imagine and have a happy 2022 💖💫

on an unrelated note i literally bought the song used in this imagine and had it on repeat every night till 3-3:30 a.m. for the past four nights to write this can u tell i’ve lost my mind

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you let out a shaky breath, shivering lightly as you leaned against the railing and admired the city lights. the ski lodge that your university’s student body had rented out for the annual new year’s party was absolutely gorgeous. the main rooms inside looked like something out of a movie, and the back area outside where you stood featured hot tubs, as well as a breathtaking view of the city that stood miles away from the venue. definitely worth the $80 fee to rsvp a spot for the trip.

you looked around you, and it seemed like you were the only one outside. a group of boys had come out to grab food from the grill earlier, so you only assumed they went inside.

after a minute, you decided to do the same, entering the ski lodge through the glass door and shutting it behind you. you figured you could find something interesting inside. after all, you were here for a good time. it’d be a waste not to seek it while you could.

as you stepped in, you found yourself back in the common room, the largest room in the resort, where the majority of the other students on the trip were gathered. most of the people formed a crowd around the middle of the room, eating and chatting amongst themselves as music blasted from the surround speakers.

at the center of the room was a small karaoke stage, right in front of a vacant dj stand. you watched a girl standing upon the karaoke stage, slurring the lyrics to “all i want for christmas is you” off-key into the mic as you navigated your way to the front of the crowd. you bit your lip to hold back a grimace; the university had banned alcohol from the party due to some students being underage, and it was painfully obvious she had snuck some in anyway.

what caught your attention the most, however, was someone else singing the same song. a male voice carried amongst the chatter, and you could still hear it from your spot towards the left of the stage. he was singing circles around the girl with the mic. and god was he loud.

“he’s good, isn’t he?”

you turned your head to the freckled, blonde boy who had asked you the question. you recognized him from around campus; you had heard from your best friend, ryujin, who was also at the party but catching up with other friends, that he was an officer of the student body as well as a fraternity member, so you always saw him at campus events. looking at his white hoodie with the university logo on the upper right corner, you figured he was one of the students in charge of the ski lodge party—you had seen several other people donning the same hoodie, so it made sense.

you glanced at the general direction of the singing boy before nodding at the blonde. “oh, yeah.”

“you know,” he motioned for you to lean closer, “he’s enjoying himself an awful lot for someone who didn’t want to be here.”

you let out a chuckle. “you’re kidding, right?”

“nope,” he said, popping the p. 

“well… maybe he did want to come, but just needed convincing? it’s not everyday you see a frat boy at a student gov event.”

“i mean, maybe. or maybe i’m just a god at peer pressure.”

you shook your head as the two of you laughed. was that foul of him? sure. but was it genius? absolutely. you liked him already.

you heard a few claps as the drunk girl finished the song, dramatically bowing before stepping offstage. the blonde boy lightly placed his hand on your shoulder, taking his cue to leave and telling you to enjoy the party. 

you watched him slip into the crowd, and before you knew it, he was at the center of the small stage.

“alright, let’s give it up for her, everyone!” he spoke into the mic, prompting another round of applause. “who’s up next?”

the crowd murmured softly, everyone trying to convince their friends to volunteer, but to no avail. eventually, all the chatter died down as everyone began looking around, wondering who would take the bait. 

the blonde sighed a little, clicking his tongue a few times and shaking his head. “come on guys,” he said. “we were doing so well, what happened?”

still nothing. not a single word from the crowd. 

he huffed a little, laughing softly into the mic as he tried one more time. “come onnnn guysss, or i’ll start volunteering people myself.”

the crowd froze. no one dared to make a move in fear of being singled out. the room was so quiet, you could hear a pin drop. 

you pursed your lips as your eyes darted around the room. not even the loud boy was in sight to save everyone’s ass. shrugging, you hesitated for another moment before raising your hand. you were here for a good time, so why not?

“i’ll go.”

several heads turned your direction, and you saw people trying to follow the sound of your voice, scanning the crowd. 

the freckled, blonde boy saw you, and he smiled warmly from ear to ear. as you made your way onstage and grabbed a mic, he mouthed a ‘thank you’ to which you just smiled and nodded your head. 

“alright, that’s what i’m talking about!” he said, letting out a whoop.

you chuckled a little, looking at the corner of the room for a moment.

“and you know,” he added, prompting you to look back at him. “since you were kind enough to volunteer—what’s your name?”

“y/n.”

“y/n,” the blonde repeated before continuing. “since you were kind enough to volunteer, y/n, i’ll give you a duet partner! if you’re okay with that, of course.”

you smiled and nodded, going along. “that would be great, thank you!”

“alright!” he chirped. “now let’s see…”

the boy ran a hand through his hair as he scanned the crowd. you glanced at the crowd, too, for a second, before turning your head to look at him again, and you got front row seats as an evil smirk slowly creeped on his face. you especially took note of the cocky chuckle he did, as if he was imagining all the things that could go wrong. 

what was he planning?

“jisung! get up here!”

he pointed into the crowd, and you followed his finger, which was clearly set on a specific person. your gaze landed on a brunette boy in a leather jacket over an off-yellow hoodie (with skinny jeans to complete the look), who you assumed was jisung by the look on his face. 

the brunette’s face displayed a look of utter betrayal, and you couldn’t help but laugh at his expression. 

“FELIX I THOUGHT WE HAD A DEAL, C’MON!”

you looked back at the blonde—felix—whose evil grin hadn’t left his face. “i know, but i never said i wouldn’t make you sing!” 

“BRO I DON’T SING.” 

even without a microphone, the brunette’s voice was loud enough for everyone to hear. the poor people standing around him, you thought to yourself as you watched with a smile. 

“well, that seems like a you problem!” the blonde turned back to you, motioning for you to come with him to the dj stand, where the song catalog was. “anyway, y/n, what would you like to sing?” 

“I DON’T EVEN GET TO CHOOSE THE SONG I’M SINGING?!”

“well, you didn’t seem very invested in this when i called on you so… no.” felix chuckled before moving the mic away from his mouth and looking over your shoulder at the song catalog. you mouthed to him, asking if jisung was the boy he was talking about a few minutes ago, which he confirmed with a nod. 

meanwhile, jisung continued his protests, which were only ignored by the both of you. 

“he said you looked good when you came in earlier, by the way,” felix deadpanned.

“WHAT.”

your head whipped around, but you were only met by the back of felix’s head as he had gone back to entertaining the crowd (and jisung’s complaints) at the karaoke stage.

you turned back around, shaking the thought from your mind as you continued browsing songs for duets. you found one you liked and went back to the karaoke stage to show felix your pick.

“what about this one?” 

felix turned around, before looking at the song you were pointing to. “a bit cliche, don’t you think?”

you shrugged. “he just sang his heart out to ‘all i want for christmas’, i think he’ll enjoy this.”

by this point, the brunette had scurried up to the stage to grab a mic, stopping at the front edge of the stage just in time to hear your last comment. it was enough to make his ears turn red in embarrassment, which you noticed with a smile. 

“oh, no no, you did great, baby! i wasn’t making fun of you.” you reassured jisung with a wink as you made your way to the karaoke machine. 

he turned his head, following your motion from his spot as he ran his hands through his hair. “oh, i know i did great, thank you.”

you gave the boy a look as if to say, ‘really?’ to which he shrugged cockily. but you could see in his face that he was embarrassed, nevermind the rosy tint on his cheeks. your eyes lingered on him for a few more seconds before turning back around. you couldn’t help but be endeared by the way he reacted to your taunts, as much as you hated to admit it. 

you called felix over for help with the machine, to which he gladly came over again. as he helped you select the song, he turned to jisung. “hey, ji, i think you’re gonna need this,” he spoke into his mic before tossing it to the brunette.

jisung fumbled with the mic, barely able to catch it which made you and felix snicker to yourselves. his confident yet embarrassed demeanor piqued your interest, and boy were you going to have some fun with it. 

not giving him any time to react, you started the song, and the first beats of “start of something new” filled the room. 

“high school musical?!” 

“what, you scared of some disney channel?” you teased into the mic, a confident smile on your face. 

“I TOLD YOU YOU WOULDN’T REGRET THIS!” you recognized the now distant voice of felix, who had to yell from his spot in the crowd as he had given his mic to the boy standing offstage. 

“i don’t deserve this—” jisung groaned.

you watched the brunette in amusement, debating whether you should take the first lines of the song. with how much he was rambling complaints into his microphone, it looked like you were going to end up doing troy’s part.

after a few beats, the cue started, and so did you. “🎵living in—🎵”

“🎵living in my own world~🎵” jisung started before you could finish, cutting the note short so he could throw in a pointed comment at his friend. “FUCK YOU FELIX! 🎵didn’t understand~🎵”

you stopped singing and let him have the solo, laughing with the crowd at his sudden change of demeanor.

“🎵that anything can happen~ when you take a chance~🎵” he continued, and you couldn’t help but watch him in amusement, your mouth slightly agape. he was good, really good. and he knew it too. you could tell by the way he stood and the way he sang into the mic that this wasn’t his first rodeo. 

but it wasn’t yours either. 

“🎵 i never believed in what i couldn’t see~🎵” you sang gabriella’s part, slowly making your way to center stage. you felt everyone’s eyes on you, especially jisung’s. “🎵i never opened my heart~🎵”

“🎵oh~🎵” jisung chimed in.

“🎵to all the possibilities…🎵”

you glanced briefly at felix, whose jaw was dropped in astonishment, and he was frozen in place. but he caught your eye, which snapped him out of his trance. a slow smile spread across his face, and his eyes lit up. you both knew you had the crowd at your feet, and you were going to take advantage of every second of it.

you turned back to the crowd, a playful, confident grin on your face. “🎵ooh~🎵”

this was going to be fun.

“🎵i know...🎵” you sang, jisung harmonizing with you before you sang the next line by yourself, “🎵that something has changed…🎵”

“🎵never felt this way~🎵” jisung harmonized with you again.

you locked eyes with the brunette as you sang the next line. “🎵and right here tonight…🎵”

“🎵this could be the start of something new~🎵”

you began the chorus together, your voices blending perfectly. you followed his movement as he slowly made his way to you and he attempted to hoist himself onto the stage, despite the stairs being a few feet away from him.

“🎵it feels so right to be here with you, oh~🎵”

you continued singing together as you went to help him onto the stage, extending out your free hand for him to take as you rolled your eyes. 

“🎵and now, looking in your eyes,🎵” you sang, pulling him up, “🎵i feel in my heart~🎵”

“🎵feel in my heart~🎵” jisung ad-libbed.

“🎵the start of something new~🎵” you two finished the chorus.

if you had blinked you would’ve missed him flashing his eyebrows at you. “🎵oh... yeah~🎵”

for the first time during the song, you were finally able to see jisung up close. you had no clue what you had set off in this boy within the past three minutes, but what you did know—from the confident gleam in his eyes—was that you had a lot more coming your way.

and were you right. the whole second verse couldn’t have gone by faster, and it all seemed like a blur. 

the only memories of the second verse you remembered were coy looks from across the stage, stolen glances, and jisung taking your hand to spin you around once playfully. 

the adrenaline rushing through your veins certainly didn’t help matters; you couldn’t focus on anything except the boy in front of you. the crowd seemed to disappear, and you were having the time of your life. 

you began to move to center stage as you neared the bridge of the song, jisung right behind you as you closed out the second chorus. 

“🎵the start of something new~🎵” you sang as you felt him take your hand. the light pull on your arm as you took another step prompted you to turn around, and you were so taken aback by the sight in front of you that you let the last note falter.

“🎵i never knew that it could happen till it happened to me~🎵”

you were met with the boy on one knee as he sang his line with his eyes closed, holding your hand in his free one. you felt your breath hitch in your throat and you froze, your other arm dropping to your side. you hoped to god that whenever he’d look up, he wouldn’t notice the blush slowly creeping onto your face.

jisung finally opened his eyes and looked up at you, immediately softening when he saw your state. he got so into his part, he didn’t realize just how tensed up your hand felt in his.

he stayed quiet for a beat, missing troy’s ad-lib. the climax of the song was coming up and you were about to miss your cue, so he had to think of something quick.

he decided to cover you, singing your line as he gave your hand a gentle squeeze.

“🎵i didn’t know it before, but now…🎵”

it was just enough to get you back on track, and you joined in time to hit the high note as he switched to the harmony. 

“🎵now it’s easy to see, ohh~!🎵” you two sang together, jisung squeezing your hand one more time.

jisung gave you a small smile, and you smiled back, gently squeezing his hand as a ‘thank you’ before letting go and dropping your hand.

your slight falter didn’t faze you, and you were able to sing the final chorus without a hitch. jisung’s attempts at flirting with you couldn’t have landed farther from his goal. whether it was singing up close to you, or looking at you for just a little too long, you kept yourself focused as you came back to center stage, him following you like a stray puppy. 

out of all the strangers you had sung karaoke with, jisung was the most fun partner you’ve ever had. he seemed to pick up on all your cues, and was able to bounce off all of your gestures with one of his own. 

oh, what you would’ve given for this moment to go on forever. but alas, all good things must come to an end, and you two naturally made your way back to the center of the stage as you wrapped up the song. 

“🎵and now, looking in your eyes~🎵” you both sang, giving it your all as you stepped closer to each other.

“🎵i feel in my heart~🎵” you took one more step towards jisung, gazing into his eyes.

“🎵feel in my heart~🎵” jisung ad-libbed once more, smiling at you sweetly.

“🎵the start of something new~🎵”

you smiled back at the boy, your heart pounding out of your chest as one final burst of adrenaline shot through you. 

“🎵the start of something new~🎵”

jisung took your free hand in this, spinning you, making you laugh to yourself. when you turned back to face him, he locked eyes with you briefly before leaning you backwards into a dip, resting one hand on the small of your back, the other still around his mic. 

you reached up your free hand to support yourself, gently wrapping it around the back of his neck as the two of you finished the song. 

“🎵the start of something new.🎵”

you could barely hear cheers erupt from the crowd as you found jisung’s eyes and held his gaze. your heart pounded in your chest as you caught your breath, the adrenaline in your body finally calming down.

jisung held the pose for another moment as he looked into your eyes, and gave you a shy smile. you smiled back, letting out a small laugh as he helped you back up.

as you got back on your feet, you smiled at your partner one more time and took a bow. he did the same, letting out a giggle as the crowd’s cheers grew louder.

you saw felix approach the stage from behind jisung, and you took this as your cue to leave. you waved goodbye to the brunette as you walked down the steps and past felix, high-fiving the beaming blonde before disappearing into the crowd.

you decided to stick around for a bit as felix took the stage. a few people around you noticed you and complimented you, and you smiled and mumbled ‘thank you’s as you watched the boys on stage.

felix lightheartedly poked fun at jisung for a minute, the brunette groaning and covering his face in embarrassment as his friend made comments like “‘bro i don’t sing!’ my ASS”. the crowd let out a laugh and you couldn’t help but do the same, not only out of adoration of jisung’s flustered reactions, but also simply because felix was right.

“bro i don’t sing!” my ass.

after the crowd cheered for you and jisung one more time, you dipped out of the room to grab a water bottle from the kitchen, and in hopes of preparing for the countdown.

you had completely lost track of ryujin at this point, and you had about an hour to kill before midnight. that was still plenty of time to find her, so you just decided to find something else to do.

you spent a good chunk of the time making one more round around the ski resort, and eventually you found yourself back at the common room. you watched a few performances from the back of the crowd, but you couldn’t help but scan the crowd for jisung, hoping you could see him again. 

but you didn’t see him, or ryujin, for that matter.

you huffed a little and went outside as a group of three boys took the stage.

you shivered a little, taking in the fresh winter air that nipped at your cheeks. you took a minute to adjust before walking around, looking for any hints of your friend or…

jisung.

out of the corner of your eye, you noticed a boy wearing a black leather over an off-yellow hoodie looking out at the city lights. you turned and smiled to yourself, and made your way over.

“hey.”

the boy turned to you and smiled a little. “oh, hey!”

you smiled back, and stayed quiet for a beat before speaking again.

“so… what was that about you not singing?” you asked, raising a skeptical eyebrow at him.

jisung let out an awkward chuckle at this, and not even the dim lighting outside could hide his blush. “um…” he scratched at the back of his neck, “that’s a really funny question actually.”

you rolled your eyes playfully. cute.

“okay but really,” he said after a minute, and you nodded, prompting him to continue.

“it doesn’t… really fit my frat boy image.”

you let out a laugh at this. it wasn’t the response you were expecting, but it was a fitting one at that.

“i’m serious!” he said before letting out a groan. “i’m gonna be fighting for my life in the group chat, and you’re laughing!”

you laughed again before nodding along. “you know what, so will i.”

jisung chuckled lightly, looking down as he shook his head. “you… you don’t have to.”

“but i want to.”

there was a comfortable silence that lingered between the two of you as your laughs died down. you found yourself staring into his eyes, a warm brown in the cold winter night, and you gave him a small smile. he smiled back and looked back down at the ground as he blushed again. 

cute.

“oh my god, you guys did so good!”

you were snapped out of your daze by the sound of your friend’s voice, and you turned around to see her quickly walking towards the two of you. you were slightly disappointed that you had been interrupted, but hid it with a smile as you thanked her. 

“hi, jisung, i’m ryujin.” she briefly introduced herself as jisung nodded politely. “anyway, you two had the best chemistry. i swear to god at least two people out there might think you’re a couple.”

she looked at you suggestively to which you rolled your eyes and fixed your hair to cover your ears, which you knew would turn red. 

you exchanged an awkward glance with jisung, who gave you a shy smile. 

ryujin laughed at your flustered states. “i’m kidding, i’m kidding… kind of. anyway, the countdown’s in like five minutes, so we gotta go!” 

you were surprised, completely having lost track of time. ryujin grabbed your hand and began to pull you away before you stopped and dropped her hand. 

grabbing a napkin from a table nearby, you took a spare pen on one of the tables and scribbled down your number.

you turned to jisung, and cradled one of his hands in yours, turning his palm upwards. 

“i think you’re gonna want this.”

you placed the piece of paper in his hand before closing it with your other hand, keeping his hand in yours for just a bit longer.

“don’t lose it. call me next year so we can do this again, yeah?”

you took ryujin’s still extended hand, sending him a wink before turning around and disappearing into the crowd. 

the whole countdown your mind never stopped thinking about jisung. from the second by second countdown, to the celebratory hugs, and even as you greeted everyone around you a happy new year, you wished you could’ve spent the occasion with the boy you just met. 

it hadn’t been a minute after the countdown when you felt your phone vibrate repeatedly in your pocket. you excused yourself, finding a quieter spot in the resort to check who was calling you.

the number wasn’t one you recognized, but you knew who it was right away. 

“hello?” you answered, bringing the receiver up to your ear, and you couldn’t help but smile once you heard the voice at the other end of the line.

“happy new year, y/n.”

[bromeoanddudeliet]

Been a minute lmao anyway here’s a new rottmnt oc named Neptune Nova, shes supposed to be the modern equivalent of Jupiter Jim, her cat’s name is Neso (cuz it sounds like Neko lol) after one of Neptune’s moons + her logo just for funsies 🪐😌💖

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[puppyluver256]

[Image Description: Shiver from Splatoon 3, standing awkwardly between two teenage Sharklings (fan-made species for the Splatoon universe based around sharks), one a girl and the other a boy. The girl (left) has lightly tanned skin, short pink fin-hair, and orange eyes with white heart-shaped highlights. She is wearing a blue beret, round orange sunglasses with large symbols on the lenses, and a yellow t-shirt with a brown logo. The boy (right) has light skin, short orange fin-hair, and blue eyes with sparkling highlights. He is wearing orange glasses, a grey shirt, and a blue puffy vest. They are both looking up at Shiver with adoration, and Shiver is looking down at them with their hands up and an uncomfortable expression on their face. The background is a simple rainbow gradient. End ID.]

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It is past my bedtime and I'm drowsy from antihistamine and I need sleeby, but damn if I wasn't going to get this out before going to bed. You know how Shiver has a way with sharks, right? Well, seems it had the unintended effect of making my Sharkling kids develop celebrity crushes. That's putting Shiver in an awkward situation given that not only are they very much committed to the rest of Deep Cut over randos who've fallen into the trap of parasocial relationships, but more importantly I'm pretty sure they're an adult and Velvet and Mako are both 16...here's hoping they can figure out how to let these two down easy XD

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[ageless-aislynn]

Thanks so much for all of the info! The sad thing with Georgette is that, specs-wise, she should be a beast: 64GB RAM, 13th gen i9 Intel chip, NVIDIA RTX 4070 graphics card. She should cook when it comes to games and video editing. And yet she blue screened day one right out of the box. My dad got her on a Black Friday sale and I didn't start her until the day after Christmas (since she was a present) and thus by the time I realized, hey, there's something wrong here I'm not going to be able to fix by doing a bunch of updates, which is the first thing they tell you to do, we were one day past the time she could've been returned. 🫤

Thus began 5 straight months of daily BSoDs, sometimes as many as 8 an hour. Dell was absolutely useless in helping me, they kept insisting nothing was wrong because she'd pass all of the tests. I finally got to the point where I had to accept that my computer was going to crash multiple times a day no matter what and just roll with it.

Eventually, I decided to put on her what I wanted since she was so broken and limping anyway, to try to at least get some use out of her, and that's how I ended up installing the Epic game launcher. The second I installed that? The BSoD stopped.

As near as I can tell, the Epic game launcher is the only thing that keeps the NVIDIA card from turning itself off at random times, thus when Windows tried to use it, it would blue screen with a "Driver Power State Failure." None of the BIOS updates stopped it, none of the NVIDIA or Intel updates stopped it. A clue was that she did better the more Halo or other games I played, I suppose because they were forcing the card to stay on.

The other day, I launched Epic to take a free game from them and the launcher crashed. While it was down, the NVIDIA logo light (which I thought was an activity light since it was always off as much as on but seems to actually be the power light), turned off. 😱 As soon as Epic launched itself again, the light came back on. So it's definitely the thing that's standing between Georgette and the Infinite Abyss of Never-ending Blue Screens*

*Sounds like a rad movie title, doesn't it? I don't want to see it, though, I lived it for nearly half a year, lol!

Anyway, my long-winded point is that I spend my days desperately trying to keep anything from updating that I can stop, because I really can't replicate the exact conditions again that finally solved the problem. So if I have to wipe Windows 11 and start again (done that 3 times already), even if I put back on the same drivers and the Epic game launcher, it might not work this time because of some other thing in there that I can't control not being the exact same version. And so thus I'm terrified to do anything that might upset the ol' applecart, as the saying goes, because then I'd be right back with a barely usable computer.

If she'd been normal all of this time, I'd go ahead and take the chance with Denuvo and figure if I had a problem with it, I'd uninstall it or, if that didn't solve the issue, I'd just wipe everything and start again.

I miss having a normal computer, honestly. I'm so thankful she's been working for the 3 months since I installed the Epic game launcher (I need to send them a fruit basket or something, lol) but I have to always be aware of how fragile this peace really is, since I'll never be able to replicate the conditions that got it here.

Thanks again for taking the time to reply back about this! Would you care for a freshly baked cookie or 3? Help yourself, just be careful, they're hot! 😉💖

Hm, a question for any of my PC gamer friends out there... Have you had any problem with Denuvo Anti-Cheat? I've heard of people attributing it with causing system instability and Blue Screens of Death and, if you've read my blog at pretty much any point after I got my computer last December, you'll know that system instability is the LAST thing I want to introduce back in. It's been 3 months now since Georgette (my computer) finally stopped blue screening often multiple times a day and I don't want to go back to that.

Why I'm asking: I noticed that the Dead Rising Remaster that I've been super looking forward to has Denuvo in it. 😬 I know nobody can see the future and tell me if that would cause Georgette to go back into the seemingly never-ending blue screens but I thought I'd just ask if anybody has had any issues with it while I'm debating what to do. Doing some research, I've found that several games I have installed right now did once have Denuvo but it was removed before I got the games. The Halo Master Chief Collection uses Easy Anti-Cheat, which, for the most part hasn't bothered Georgette. Though the very last time she did crash? It was caused by Easy Anti-Cheat. 😬😬😬

I don't know what to do now, honestly. On one hand, I adore Dead Rising and I've been practically counting down the days to this remaster (though I haven't pulled the $60 trigger on it yet 💸). But on the other hand, there is NOTHING worth going back to Georgette being almost unusable. I haven't installed my Vegas Pro back for that exact reason: I desperately want to be able to vid and make GIFs again but is it worth the risk?

I don't have an answer to that just yet and now I've got to figure out this thing with Denuvo. Also, I didn't realize at the time but some games I already own but haven't installed yet also have Denuvo: Dead Rising 4, Final Fantasy XV, and Metal Gear Solid V: The Phantom Pain. Um, yikes?

I don't know, like I said. It might be fine. I just live in complete and utter terror of going back to those "8 crashes in an hour" days, you know? But, at the same time, I know I could hold my breath every time I move the mouse or click a key and that won't stop something from going wrong if it's going to go wrong. I just don't want to be foolish about it and make things harder on myself if I don't have to.

Ugh. Decisions, decisions, which way should I go? I feel like I'm just spinning in place on this one...

[katacanons]

May I request a letter from Law, he and the reader send letters to one another throughout the years. 💖💖💖

Hi Purple!! I'm so happy you sent in this ask! This was really fun to do. I hope the nuanced differences in his tone register well! Any feedback would be greatly appreciated!

Law x gn!reader  THROUGH THE YEARS: Law and reader write to one another throughout the years. Romantic/platonic love, a little longing and vulnerable Law   Canonverse, SFW Word count: 812

♡ sabaody

Dear __,

Have you reached Lotus Island already? It’s been a week since I heard from you. The crew and I just arrived at Sabaody. I just got back to our hostel so I’m writing this at 2:49AM. We had a pretty hectic night. Do you know a pirate named Monkey D. Luffy? Earlier today during an auction, he assaulted a Celestial Dragon. The guy had some rubber devil fruit and he just straight up punched the dragon. Not that I feel any pity for the guy on the receiving end but that was probably one of the craziest things I’ve seen in the Grand Line, which is saying something considering I’m pretty sure the pirate is even younger than me. Also, it’s interesting how he’s also a D.

Anyway, we have a new crew mate thanks to the chaos that happened in the auction hall.

But I need to get this off my chest first. I’ve quite a bad feeling about the political atmosphere right now particularly in the New World which (un)fortunately we’re on our way to. A war seems inevitable. But then again, we still have to move forward. We simply plan for contingencies like this.

It’s not safe anywhere, even at Lotus.

Stay safe. Let me know if you need anything.

Bepo and the group really miss having you on board... Write soon, alright?

Yours, Law

♡ punk hazard

Dear __,

Did you get my previous letter? I changed addresses; I’m staying at this new winter island for a while to sort some things out. Just in case you didn’t, I’ll send you this one through a local news coo so you could just use it for our correspondence.

And I got the message. I told you I was gonna be fine! In my defense, I did give those 100 pirates an easy way out. I told them: surrender easily or literally get cardiac arrest. And some did actually choose the former! Just towards the end when we made news for stealing people’s hearts. 

The weather here is unusual. It’s cold on most days but parts of the island are boiling hot: that’s the Grand Line for you. I’m wearing the cord bracelet you sent me. The colors are really nice and it reminds me of the clothes you wore last time. The Heart Pirates logo you affixed is adorable. Thank you.

It might be a while till I’m able to write again after this but rest assured, I’ll continue to write for as long as I’m able to.

The nights are colder than they’ve ever been. I wish you were here… I know how much you like seeing snow.

Yours, Law

♡wano

(in blurred, shaky penmanship)

Dear __,

First, I want you to burn this letter as soon as you’re done reading it.  How long has it been? I should really go see you soon. 

I haven’t been able to write for the longest time because day-in, day-out it’s been battles upon battles. I’m writing this quickly on our last night here on Zou. They’re all having a goodbye party outside but as much as I want to stay in and actually rest, I can’t say no to the crew.  Bepo is doing that face again.

Remember that guy, Monkey D. Luffy? So he arrived at the winter island I was staying at and wrecked havoc, to put things lightly. We then went to my old New World Island, the one I told you about: Dressrosa. We then returned to Zou where I left Bepo and the others their own assignments for my plan.

You’ll probably read what happened in the papers before you even receive this letter. But I want you to know not to trust anyone. 

There are eyes everywhere. The government might start to intercept letters at random so let’s not risk it, momentarily postpone your messages. Lay low for a while but keep your ears open.

The Strawhats are a wild bunch, pirates through and through. Just going with the flow. Strawhat annoys me a little bit but I have to hand it to him, he has some guts. We may not look like a solid alliance but I have to admit, the groups complement one another well. 

There are no coo in the next island, Wano, as it’s isolated from the rest of the world. How I wish I was making this up. So what will happen is I’ll first get us settled there and then call you from the denden mushi when we’re out of harm’s way, but if you don’t hear from me, it means signal isn’t good. I promise to come visit as soon as we’re done here.  Rest easy, I'll be by your side in a heartbeat.

Love, Law

P.S. Burn this letter afterwards