#but it was nice to draw so why not coconut

[confused-wanderer]

The villains are utterly confused.

They remember the first robin. They remember how bloodthirsty the little gremlin was, how he appeared out of the darkness with a “HIYA FOLKS” that gave people near heart attacks with PTSD so bad they flinched everytime they walked into a dark corner. They remember his grin, baring few too many teeth with a glint in his eyes whenever the bat wasn’t around to curb him. They remember the death stare, the brooding that made no one doubt this was the Bat’s son. They remember how a punch would land a lot harder than it was supposed to, or the screaming that followed. Oh they remembered him alright.

The second one thank the stars was better. The second robin was giggly. He would hop around town, offering his help to everyone who needed it. Sure he was rough with abusers but hell no one cared about them. Matter of fact, the villains were glad because those assholes deserved no sympathy. They remember his puns, his wonder, his innocence and his spark. They remembered his laughter, his concern - the kind that only comes from one who’s been on the streets. This one was better, and the villains thanked their lucky stars. They remembered him alright.

But now, as the years passed and new characters emerged, the crime city saw the rise of two characters - a sunshine happy nightwing and a ready to kill red hood. And naturally, from their experiences in the past, the villains ended up making an honest mistake that ruined the two vigilantes’ reputation:

The villains assumed the first robin was Red Hood and the other was Nightwing. And BY GOD Gotham has not seen unhinged chaos like this.

SCENE 1

Red Hood *drawing his pistol* : Please, reach for your weapon. I’m itching for an excuse for my intrusive thoughts to become extrusive.

Two-Face: You dare mock me little bird?! Well.. I may not have my weapon.. but I have something I know you’d like..

Red Hood: Oh yeah?What’s that?

Two-Face: TAKE THIS! *slams button and coconuts start falling from the sky, all cracking and spilling as they hit the ground*

Red Hood:

Two-Face:

Red Hood: .. the fuck was that supposed to do?

Two-Face: .. HOW ARE YOU STILL STANDING?! YOU HATE COCONUTS ROBIN!!

Red Hood: The fuck- .. wait did you call me robin?

Two-Face *grins* : Yea.. robin. The first one. Thought I didn’t notice?

Red Hood: The first one? Does this *gestures vaguely to himself and his weapons* seem like something the first robin would do?

Two-Face:

Goon 1: I mean.. yeah

Red Hood: What! The first robin was nice!

Goon 2 *guffawing*: I beg your fucking pardon??

Two-Face: .. you took my coin and attached a magnet beneath it so everytime I flipped it it wouldn’t stop spinning. Do you know how long that took me to figure out?? Do you know how insane it drove me?? Joker had to help me out of pity. OUT. OF. PITY.

Red Hood:

Goon 1: ..Also you did steal some of our bones

Red Hood: hedidfuckingwhatnow-

SCENE 2

Nightwing: Hey there buddy! You look frostyl!

Dr. Freeze: Aha! You are too late to stop me robin!

Nightwing: .. robin?

Dr. Freeze: why yes! Don’t act coy, I know it’s you there. Now that we’ve got that clear.. I was wondering if you remembered all those years ago when you gave me a source for electricity to power a hospital keeping my Nora?

Nightwing:

Dr. Freeze: well you weren’t careful enough and never told me how much I could take from it.. so I used it to power so many of my inventions that came after

Nightwing *remembering when Jason was robin and every damn time he came to visit Wayne Manor his room would always run out power and the countless cold showers in freezing winters he had to take because of it*: .. oh? Well, sorry to break your bubble, but that wasn’t me Elsa.

Dr. Freeze: no? You joke around, make puns and I’m supposed to believe it’s NOT you?. The first one brooded like there was no tomorrow. He pissed me off so bad once I overheard him saying his favourite ice cream flavour and I made sure it wouldn’t be available in Gotham for YEARS. You’re not as bad as the first one. I’d remember if you were him.

Nightwing:

Nightwing *firing up his escrima sticks to maximum voltage*: Oh let me jog your memory then :)

[forlorn-crows]

quick little thing to write: mounty begging rainy to pleaseplease open his legs and let him see his cunt we wants to kiss so bad

two days of ghoul cunt in a row eat up fuckers

what is quick to us will certainly not be quick with rain in charge . . . transmasc rainy as always, you know the drill

Mountain could watch for hours how rivulets of water flow over Rain’s naked form; clear veins of his element clinging to his skin in entrancing lighting-shaped patterns that draw his eyes all the way down to his toes. He watches as the pathways along his back fork and morph as his mate washes his hair. They zigzag along the ridge of fins on either side of his spine and cut across his ribs, just to meet again at the little divots in his lower back and snake down to the backs of his thighs. Mountain can’t help but reach out and divert the flow, running his palms along his torso with a happy rumble. 

“All you ever do is ogle me,” Rain complains with a false pout. “Can’t ever be bothered to use those hands to scrub instead of grope, hm?”

“I like your grime; why would I ever wash it off?” Mountain counters with a nip to his soapy ear. “I’d let you be my slimy fishy forever,” he whispers against the shell of it, using his proximity to wrap his arms around his waist and pull him against his chest with a self-satisfied trill. 

“Eugh. You’re a nasty beastie.” Rain swats at him with the end of his tail, fins slapping wetly against Mountain’s calf. 

“Your nasty beastie.” He hooks his chin over the water ghoul’s shoulder, face straight into the shower spray. It’s pleasantly warm, warmer than Rain usually likes, for Mountain’s sake. He hums at the shampoo-scented steam swirling around their faces, some beachy coconut variety that Rain nicked from one of their tour hotels—rare that he even likes any of the scents, let alone approves of the quality enough to use and take home. “Mm, you smell good.”

“I better,” Rain says airily. But he turns to give the earth ghoul a kiss anyway. It’s a small peck that turns into a lingering kiss, and that, paired with Mountain’s morning wood, turns into a full makeout session, all hopes of using the shower for its intended purpose gone down the drain with the last of Rain’s shampoo. 

“You’re too easy, my love,” the water ghoul teases against his lips. 

Mountain presses fully against his back, the hands on his waist drifting up towards his tits. He gently palms them both and ruts into the cleft of his ass, rumbling deep in his chest when Rain sighs prettily into his mouth. The earth ghoul licks in then, twirling his tongue around sharp double fangs. 

“How can I not be, sharing a shower with a beautiful siren like you?”

Rain smiles and reaches back to grab at Mountain’s outer thighs. Pulling his hips more purposefully against him as he arches into all of his touch. “Mm, keep saying nice things,” he says with a hint of mischief. 

“So gorgeous,” Mountain mumbles, grazing his lips against his sharp jaw. He sucks at the spot below his ear and earns a pleased huff from the water ghoul. He keeps going, dragging his mouth over fluttering gill fins and the soft skin of his neck. “Taste so good, tadpole.” 

Rain nuzzles against him. “You tell me often.”

“And I’ll keep telling you,” Mountain answers. He kneads harder at Rain’s tits as he moves to kiss over his shoulders, his spine. “You’re so soft. Like silk.” The words make him bite back a groan. Mountain echoes the sound with one of his own. Cock kicking against the back of Rain’s thigh as he sinks further down. “Fuck, you always make the prettiest noises. Will you make more for me?” 

Mountain’s hands drag down the front of Rain’s torso, coming to rest on his lower belly. Fingers playing with his damp happy trail, up and down. He’s soft there too, normally fluffy hair smoothed down by the water and coated in conditioning body wash. Could spend hours just there, too, playing with it. But Mountain shifts his attention and plants a kiss right above the base of his tail, and Rain breathes a cross between a laugh and a moan. Mountain can feel his stomach spasm under his hands. 

“Yeah,” he says softly, lifting his tail and swaying his hips. Making sure Mountain gets more than a delicious eyefull. “How ‘bout you make me?” Rain turns and looks down at him with a smirk and still-tired eyes. The smell of his arousal hits him like a brick, amplified in the humid air. Mountain shudders and lets his face fall forward into the small of Rain’s back, nose pressing flat into one of the dimples just above his ass. Snuffling like a dog to take in as much of his smell as possible. 

“Fuck,” he sighs. “Fuck, Rain.” Mountain’s mouth waters with the need to taste that arousal, cock bobbing to full hardness against his stomach. “Belial, I need you.”

Rain hums. “”M right here.”

“Let me see,” he pleads, hands sliding down the front of his thighs. “Please, need to kiss it, let me—”

“Yeah? You want it bad?”

Mountain whines, pathetic in his need for Rain’s cunt. “Please, darling, please don’t tease.” He brings his hands around to that perky round ass, grabbing both of his cheeks and spreading just so he can see a little more. The sight of his pink hole above perfectly dusky lips almost does him in right there. 

“Go on, put your mouth on it,” the water ghoul groans, leaning forward onto the shower tiles and spreading his legs. “Show me how much you want it.”

Rain’s lips spread apart as if in slow motion, obscene and sinful and wet as they separate in front of Mountain’s face, and the earth ghoul forgets how to breathe for a good five seconds. The stream of the shower morphs again and diverts a line right down to Rain’s dick. Mountain catches himself drooling as the water trickles off the little head, reminding him of soaked laps and wet sheets and endless orgasms squeezed out on his cock, and it’s so violent an image that he has to grab at himself to keep from shooting over Rain’s ankles. 

“Fuck, how’re you this perfect,” he growls. Without further hesitation, Mountain flips himself to sit between his legs, hands on either side of Rain’s feet, and nose pressed firmly into his mound. He darts his tongue out to lap at his clit, groaning as he coaxes it to full hardness in his mouth. The musky, salty taste of him grows stronger the longer he suckles at the tip, and Mountain could jerk off to just the sight of Rain above him, looking over his tits with heavy eyes and plush bottom lip sucked into his mouth. 

“That’s it,” the water ghoul breathes. “Shit, you kiss it so good.” He keens at a particularly hard suck, and both of their eyes roll.

“Pretty,” Mountain mumbles against his folds. Dipping a little lower so he can really taste them. 

“That fucking nose, sunflower,” Rain gasps. He drops a hand down to his horns, gripping the base of it so he can grind from tip to bridge. “Feels so good.”

A jolt of pleasure runs down his spine, and it rips an embarrassing, garbled noise straight from his gut. “Satanas, Rainy, use me,” he blurts out. 

Rain huffs a laugh. “You’d suffocate if I used you how I really wanted.”

A glob of pre fit to rival a water ghoul squirts from the tip of his dick, and he stutters into his entrance: “I’d—fuck, I’d let you.” 

“Hh-oh,” Rain gasps. “Sit on you ‘til your eyes cross.” He grinds again, smiling lazily. “So cute when you do that. Drunk on me like a dog with a good bone, huh?”

Mountain groans long and deep, gripping Rain’s thigh like a vice. Eyes threatening to cross just as mentioned. 

Rain shakes his head, hips bucking. “Are you gonna wring one out of me in here, or are you gonna let me ride your face on the bed like a good boy?”

“‘M your good boy,” he parrots back, eyebrows turning up in the middle. 

Rain twists the water to OFF and reluctantly steps away from Mountain’s mouth. “Then you better get out of this shower in the next minute, or I’m taking you right here on the tile.”

[bentosandbox]

Lappy fancam animatic blogging/production notes

now that wolfgirlyaoi is out on global its rambling time about my powerpoint presentation

Concept

Originally I wanted to do an (Tex & Lapp) animatic with the boss theme (broken wall/Signore dei Lupi .mp3) ever since the event dropped but I thought 1) by the time I finished anything someone else would have probably already done it first (lol, lmao even) 2) I remembered the song exists and how much i looped it then while listening to the group's new album drop and thought the lyrics fit Lapp a little too well and also doesn't end abruptly like the boss theme + was shorter so yea

initial stickman storyboard where i put down the lyrics with event dialogue/happenings that i felt would fit nicely together > hastily scribble the images that form in my head

storyboards were basically what i wanted to see (same rule as my comics) lol especially if they weren't shown in the event CGs, eg. there's a CG of the truck crashing into the courtroom so I didn't do that but they didn't mention her physical acting in that scene + the song I used has a bow/salute at that exact part in their live choreo with the very similar line so I wanted to do a homage even though-

-I was like it's going to be such a pain to figure out an economical hand twirl and bow but I have to do this I need to transplant the image in my brain onto the screen because official media did not do a—

Honestly still don't know if its a common phrase and action combo because I was having so much trouble finding external references that wasn't just scrubbing the live video over and over anyway

part of the storyboards were 'recycled' from comic drafts I did (of the chocolate scene because ofc) when the event was running on CN

Originally I wanted to draw Lapp feeding Texas for The Girlyaoi Funny but I wanted to reference the plaque you get which is a Creation of Adam reference right but I also saw people saying it's referencing the scene from Silence of the Lambs lol so...peel the layers to your liking!!

(The chocolate flavour choice was from asking my Columbian friends what the worst chocolate flavour they ever tried which was white coconut)

my sorry attempt at colour keys > final spreadsheet to keep track of progress and paste all the dialogue i put in

Art Direction

A bunch of shots/colour schemes are references to Måneskin's stuff or other media tehepero I'll just put a few here

At first I was going to limit red/blue to tex/lapp respectively but since Omertosa is blue I just did away with that rule and lapp gets to have both (and more!) these two colours have pretty obvious emotional readings I think but also

red = self blue = society Siracusa or: red = yaoi & blue = yuri

for the others:

Purple = Alberto/Saluzzo, its not orange like the fruit he keeps holding because see below; I needed the colour for something else LOL Also the Saluzzos are iirc nobility or whatever and they have purple hints in their clothes so I think it was a good fit anyway

Yellow/Orange = Its supposed to be representing the last word in the story which apparently, yostar went with 'Savagery' which is Correct I guess but (laments again about how nuance is lost in localisation because imo savagery has a more derogatory kind of connotation while I think 蛮荒 in context of the story also has a 'nature/untouched by civilisation' side to it) which is why Texas setting the house on fire was not (entirely) red but orange (and it complements the blues both visually and thematically) and it's yellow at the end when they're frolicking(?) in the wilderness lol

(these colour rules don't apply to the penglog shot and technically a few frames like the shot with shocked penance, the one right after and 'im just lappy' because...i forgor my own rules lol)

The greens/teals were just a reference to the shades in the 3DPV I think

The silhouette/general style was inspired from the 3D teaser thing they had at the beginning of the 3.5 anniversary stream and the card suits that I..forgot to move to the other layers which is why only the green one had them (supposed to be 1 per set 💀)

The clash bit is basically the same as the event CG but with a flipped camera/POV sorry for world's worst screenshot lmao. Couldn't imagine the poses in my head so I ended up posing 3d models in CSP pretty good posing practice

These shots got rendered extra because..they were the first frames I started on and I was still figuring out how much to simplify lol

I also posed the chairs shot for some inexplicable reason…my file was lagging so bad

Headcanon part (kind of)

The childhood flashback scene is probably the part I took the most liberties (headcanon) on since it's not explicitly canon like the rest...the sequence/how I connected the scenes itself to fabricate a timeline of her childhood was kind of inspired by some weibo post musing about how (iirc) texas's sweet tooth maybe came from when she was being fostered at casa Saluzzo and Lapp treating her like a pet essentially and giving her a lot of treats since...you know what happened to her actual pet hehe except maybe texas offered her a stick first and then Lappy just reciprocated endlessly because its one of the few 'acts' she knew that wasn't violence haha yeah this section was basically a stealth doujin sorry

It's mentioned that she was brought up as the ideal Siracusan or whatever and she does the cute doodle in the 3DPV so I thought she probably had the Forced Music Lessons as a kid (The music sheets are Bella Ciao and of course)

The bow choreo was the one thing i really wanted to animate but the music sheet segment (based on that one split second shot above) ended up being my favourite part even though compositing the motion was a mini hell on it's own (ended up compiling a long png to scroll by with the red doodles layered over)

Other things

I will never live down my (self-imposed) shame of misspelling the title (I fixed the title on youtube but its why the ending shot in the upload says ZittE e Buoni instead of ZittI e Buoni) don't rush your fancam in 10 days 😔

I didn't look through the entirety of the EN loc but Idk why they had Lappy say 'Then go.' to Texas when it's supposed to be more like 'Let's go.' as in, 'let's go together' as opposed to 'alright off you go to the greyhall alone' lmfao also her saying goodbye forever padre when addio is right there

I don't think I'm insane enough to do another ppt soon but man this pair really makes the 'imagines a whole music video while listening to music' part of my brain go wheee like first it was Starset's Manifest then Signore de Lupi then this and while working on this one i was thinking how Måneskin's Torna A Casa would be another good track

ok ty for reading #GIRLYAOIREAL

[anarchiii]

Happy birthday Buzzard —TOG AU

Oneshot | warnings: fluff, I’m not even kidding you this fic has one swear word| Rowan x Aelin

Summary: it’s Rowan’s birthday, he doesn’t want to do anything for it but Aelin thinks his birthday should be celebrated. Whether Rowan wants to or not, Aelin is going to do something special and Rowan can’t stop it.

Note: this is an AU it’s not in the books.

Masterlist

Aelin’s POV

“No”

“Yes”

“Seriously Aelin I’m not”

“Seriously Rowan Yes. You. Are.” She mimicked.

Aelin glared at Rowan and he glared right back, he was not having a birthday party. The idea of that was absurd, Fae didn’t have ‘birthday party’s’ “fine!” Rowan snapped, he was only saying that to shut her up, he-knew-she-knew why he had said yes. Aelin stuck her tongue out at him, she was so childish and yet, he found himself doing the same. A smile bloomed across her face and he felt this weird sense of pride that he had been the one to bring that smile to her face. “Don’t you worry, all you have to do is sit down and look pretty, okay?” Aelin said innocently while batting her long eyelashes.

-

She couldn’t believe Rowan had never had a birthday before, that was pure blasphemy. Celaena had recruited a female from Mistward, a seamstress with a passion for chaos. Her kind of woman. She thought with a smirk, her and Daniella—the seamstress—were in a nearby town shopping, Rowan had given them a lot of gold saying ‘if this is what you want to spend your time doing then I won’t stop you’ he was just a big teddy bear. She looked down at her shopping list to figure out what they needed next.

Cake ingredients

Alcohol

Party decorations

Present wrapping materials

A pretty dagger

Party snacks

Chocolate (very important)

The last item wasn’t needed for the party but it was payment for Daniella and her, ella, thank god. Loved chocolate. “Okayyy” Celaena started “first item on the list is cake ingredients” “what cake flavour are we doing?” Ella inquired “I’m not very sure but I think coconut, Rowan seems like a coconut person, can we add chocolate to it though?” She said. “Probably” Daniella answered. They headed to the general store, gathering the cake ingredients. They’re going to make a chocolate coconut cake, yum. Next item; Alcohol. Which they got very quickly as it was sold at the general store, they got a nice and expensive Faerie wine. “Next up; party decorations” they walked around town to a ‘party shop’ they picked up the decorations and wrapping paper, along with some ribbons and bows. The thing they needed next was a dagger, Celaena thought he could appreciate a nice dagger. She had ordered one a few days before, so they picked it up from the blacksmith, it was a pretty thing. It was a shiny silver, a light gold material wrapped around the handle in the shape of vines, little gold flowers hung to those vines. And In the middle of the flowers there were little diamonds. It might be a little -look-at-me- so hopefully Rowan liked it. They had picked up the party snacks at the party store—when they said they were a party store they weren’t lying— the last thing they needed was some chocolate, they both happily skipped their way to the chocolate shop. Arms full of bags and a smile on their face, they headed into the store, talking their sweet time picking out the best tasting chocolate.

Once back at Mistward they made their way to Emrys and Malakai—Luca if they were lucky— to start setting up the party, Rowan’s birthday was tomorrow, so time was of the essence. Emrys assigned everyone to their jobs. He and malakai were in charge of baking the cake, Luca were in charge of putting up the decorations, and Celaena was in charge of wrapping Rowan’s gifts, and Daniella was in charge of giving her and Celaena and equal amount of chocolate, it was only fair.

Celaena had never really been good at wrapping gifts as she had never needed to, she was a quick learner so it quickly became a mastered skill, she first wrapped a sketchbook—Rowan liked drawing apparently—she covered it in a pretty emerald wrapping paper that reminded her of his eyes, she then tied a ebony coloured ribbon, she then wrapped the dagger tightly, she covered it with a nice silver paper. Adding a matching silver bow to the top. Finally she wrapped a beautiful intricate map of Wendlyn in the green paper. Once she was done she went to help Luca with the last of the decorations. Once it was done she pulled Luca in for a hug and said “thank you for your help Luca, you can go home now” He nodded his head in response and headed out the door, Celaena then started on preparing the party snacks. One hour later and the presents were wrapped, the decorations up, the party snacks made and the cake being iced. The—hopefully delicious—cake was soon enough completed and stored away for tomorrow, the alcohol would be set out tomorrow along with the snacks. The last thing that needed to be done was…eat the chocolate. After saying thank you to Emrys and Malakai, Celaena walked to where Daniella was when she’d seen her last, She had gone home according to the note that was here. She’d say thank you to Ella at the party then. She picked up her share of chocolate and walked back to her and Rowan’s room, snacking on chocolate as she went. She walked into the room and placed the chocolate on the dresser before going into the attached bathroom. Once she had bathed and dressed she headed for the shared bed. Once she was tucked in and warmed by the fireplace she looked to the other side of the bed. Rowan wasn’t back yet, he was at Moonward doing something. Soon enough she fell into a dreamless sleep.

-

Rowan’s POV

Back at Mistward he flew through the window into his room, shifting as he landed on the ground. He looked around the room to see the fireplace slowly dying, it’s embers still burning, he looked to the bed to see the princess sleeping deep, her golden hair sprawled out around her, her mouth slightly parted emitted a quite snore. He smiled at the sight of the royal so comfortable, he got changed and joined Aelin in bed, he laid closer to her than the appropriate amount. He soon joined the princess in slumber.

-

The next day

Rowan woke up to the faint smell of sugar, he looked up and around to see the princess was gone, a made bed left in her wake. Right, it was his birthday. He hopped out of Bed and got dressed before following the scent of sugar to the kitchen, he walked through the archway and was met with a— “SUPRISEEE” Everyone yelled as the lights turned on he took in the sight, decorations covering everything. Food and alcohol laid out on tables. Right in the middle of everyone was Aelin, she wore a colourful dress and a matching bow on her head, she looked stunning. “Happy birthday Rowan” Aelin said with a smile, he returned the smile. “Do you want to open your presents or eat your cake first?” She questioned. “Cake first I suppose” he answered. Aelin took him through the crowd—receiving happy birthdays from everyone—to the cake. “Tadaaaa” she said waving her arms around, he looked to the cake and was astonished, the cake was amazing. No one had ever put so much effort into something for him, “do you want to try it?” “Yes” he breathed, Aelin sliced a piece of cake and placed it on a plate before giving it to him. He grabbed a fork and took a bite, it was delicious. He had never liked sweet things but even this was enough to convert him. He placed the place down and flung his arms around her “thank you” he whispered onto her golden head, Aelin squeezed her arms around him in answer.

“C’mon, let’s go open your presents” Aelin said pulling away from him, he followed her to a table where a few wrapped and ribboned up boxes lay. He grabbed one, an emerald green one. He pulled the ebony ribbon till it fell off, opening the lid he found a black book inside. He plucked the book of the bottom of the box and flipped the pages, it was a sketch book—he hadn’t realised Aelin had been paying attention when he was drawing—“thank you” he said before opening the second silver box with a thud, inside lay something covered with a black cloth. He gently lifted the cloth of the item to find a beautiful dagger, it was a true work of art, its handle adorned with golden flowering vines, diamonds inside the flowers. He smiled at the piece, “it’s truly a work of art” Rowan breathed, before placing it on the table, he then opened the last green wrapped box. Inside he found a map, unfolding the map he took it in, it was a map of Wendlyn, its was a work of art. He looked up to Aelin, turquoise eyes meeting emerald he said “Thank you so much Fireheart, this is the best—and first—birthday I’ve ever had, perhaps if I’m with you when it’s your birthday I’ll set you up one” She smiled at that, “c’mon, let’s go get shitfaced. We can’t let everyone else down all the alcohol” she said with a wicked smile. He laughed as he took he arm with his and headed for the drinks table.

-

“Thank you for the party Aelin, I really appreciate it” Rowan said as lay face to face with the princess. “Don’t mention it” she replied. He moved to her and wrapped his arms around her waist as he said into her neck “I’m so glad I met you” he quickly fell asleep.

-

Aelin’s POV

Her eyes started leaking salty water as she took in his words, no one had ever said that to her, maybe life wasn’t so bad after all—right now at least—. She knew it was a lot more bearable when she had someone with her. Celaena slid her arms around his neck and pulled him as close as she could. She knew soon she’d have to let him go, but for now, she’d savour the moment.

The End.

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@leiawritesstories

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[retrobr]

*consumes your art*

OKAY BUT SERIOUSLY HOW DO YOU MAKE YOUR ART SO DELISH AND WONDERFUL?? there's so much dimension and a subtle realism and I really look up to it I'm rambling pls forgive me I just really appreciate you and your talent hhhhhhshgjdnv (p.s. your art tastes like taramisu or chai in my head >:3)

I DON'T KNOW SPARROW SERIOUSLY 😭

All my artworks are just the result of mindless drawing, I hardly think when I draw!! Like, does it turn out to be a nice (in my opinion) picture? Cool, but how did I do it in the first place-

But anyways, it's nice to know that you like my silly drawings, thank youuuiiuui :3

(I hope you like the taste of my art lmao, btw I associate your drawings with coconut milk or maybe ice cream; I don't know why, but now you know XD)

[crappyyuki]

Am I mass posting Zenonia content? Yes. Yes I am. There's nothing. Bruh. So Imma be a good fanon citizen and fill this shit up.

So. Regret and Pardon, the first characters we see in the Zenonia series.

We never really saw what their father-son relationship looked like so I'm here to rectify that even if I'm not sure how to write it.

Kid Regret is going through 'I'm an adult now' phase while having saddened puppy dog eyes when his dad leaves to visit his other child.

Context: his wife didn't want to raise Regret because her and Dupre weren't ready to raise two children so Dupre became Pardon to raise Regret in secret. But then she died and now he's going from house to house to raise them.

Pardon is just trying his best for the two of them while respecting his wife's wishes.

While Kid Regret doesn't know why Pardon's leaving all the time, he wants to prove he's worth staying for.

(Someone planted those seeds of doubt in Regret's head.)

The armor was sooooooooo hard to draw. Goddammit Pardon, wear some normal clothes for godsake!

Also, Pardon's hair looks like a fucking coconut so if his hair looks like Sukuna that's because I used them as reference.

This is a scene of a fic I'm working on. Basically Pardon addressing the fact his son is currently experiencing child labor. And he doesn't get paid for any of it.

Pardon: They don't pay you?

Regret: I'm supposed to get paid?

But Regret just insists that he doesn't need it and he's doing it out of the goodness of his heart.

Pardon thinks the sentiment is nice but...his son's getting exploited.

The fic is basically kinda a time travel fic where future Regret memories slowly yet surely go to kid Regret just before his dad dies, so Pardon's not dead. Yay. But Pardon gets to react the slow transition and then the full transition later on.

The transition doesn't go smooth.

In fact, it is a very very rocky road for the two of them.

They don't have a good time.

But I sure do :)

Let me know if you want to know more!

[the-strange-world]

Rating July Kpop Releases (01-16)

Masterpiece 10 | amazing 9 | good 7-8 - ok 6 | meh 5 | not my style 0-4

ALIENS - ID:Earth : 10/10

White Night - Forestella : 6/10

Twenty - Swan : 8/10 • I liked both English versions better which doesn’t make sense because it’s the same song 😂 | FAV BSIDE - Be my everything

BET ON ME - ITZY [Prerelease] : 10/10

Roller Coaster - NMIXX [Prerelease] : 6/10

PSYCHO - JUN : ♾/10

HWEEK - Teen Top : 10/10 | FAV BSIDE - NEXT YOU

Metronome - pH-1 & KEITA : 9/10

Someday - BOL4 feat. Ha Hyun Sang : 5/10

Groovy - CRAVITY [JP] : ♾/10 • the same song released before just in Japanese | FAV BSIDE - I Can’t Fight This Feeling

Sweet - OCTPATH : 10/10 • it’s fun and good for summer song and album | FAV BSIDE - Diary & WAKE UP

Sugarcoat - KISS OF LIFE (NATTY Solo) [Prerelease] : 6/10

Countdown - KISS OF LIFE (BELLE Solo) [Prerelease] : 10/10

Kitty Cat - KISS OF LIFE (JULIE Solo) [Prerelease] : 4/10

Play Love Games - KISS OF LIFE (HANEUL Solo) [Prerelease] : 10/10

Shhh - KISS OF LIFE : 9/10 • Ariana Grande vibes | FAV BSIDE - Bye My Neverland

COCONUT - NiziU : ♾/10 • fun and summery. The whole album was fun and summery | FAV BSIDES - LOOK AT ME, Short Trip, ASOBO, & Love & Like. I loved Raindrops & Paradise too

INVITATION - JUNNY feat. Gaeko : 7/10

UN-NORMAL - Queenz Eye : 5/10 | FAV BSIDE - Domino

Barbie Dreams - FIFTY FIFTY feat. Kaliii [From Barbie The Album] : ♾/10 • the Barbie soundtrack is so good

Do It Like That - TXT & Jonas Brothers : 10/10 • I LOVE BOTH THESE GROUPS AND THIS SONG IS SO CATCHY. You can tell Ryan Tedder did this song

(The Cherry Trees) - youra : 6/10 | FAV BSIDES - (Trapped in The Zoo!) & (Faded)

Cream Soda - EXO : 7/10 | FAV BSIDES - Another Day & Cinderella. I liked Private Party & Regret It too

In Bloom - ZEROBASEONE : 10/10 • my new fav group. Please NEVER give them media training. I was hoping for some waacking or tutting or something in the choreography tho and sadly there wasn’t any | FAV BSIDES - Back to ZEROBASE, And I, New Kidz on the Block (where’s the collab? Someone call Jonathan rn). I loved Always & Our Season too. The whole album was amazing imo

OVERDRIVE (English Ver.) - WEi : ♾/10 • I loved this song even at first but after hearing it a few times it’s a full bop. I’m obsessed!

Party O’Clock - NMIXX : 6/10

Drop It - BLASÉ feat. Lee Youngji : 4/10 • it had the same background music the whole time. There was no levels. Plus I’m not a huge rap fan. They did great with the rap tho and I liked the music (just not for the whole song)

Air Force One - ODD EYE CIRCLE : 10/10 | FAV BSIDES - Je Ne Sais Quoi & My Secret Playlist

FESTIVAL - Sandara Park : 9/10 • a happy and fun song | FAV BSIDES - HAPPY ENDING

This Love - Hyolyn feat. Paul Blanco : 10/10

STRANGER - ichan : 10/10 • I liked the other song on the album too - Not Afraid

WISH - KOYOTE : 6/10 • I loved the da La La part. A very older sounding song. Wont listen to much

SUMMER ISLAND - Yoon Jisung : 10/10

Do not touch - MISAMO : 7/10

Write & Draw - Kim Boa : 7/10

Fallen Angel - AVOKID : 10/10

SEVEN - Jungkook : 2/10 • the lyrics are so so terrible. Nice beat tho. Friday by Rebecca Black vibes but worse. This is why I like not being able to understand the lyrics 😂 EDIT: the clean version is very catchy!!! 8/10 for that one. Wish I would’ve heard that one first

I DO - (G)I-DLE [Prerelease] : 9/10 • this song grew on me

Perfect blues - Hannah Bahng : 9/10 • not kpop but still | FAV BSIDE - OLeander

[eybefioro]

Hello!!!

For the wonderful good omens ask game :D

Queen ~ fly ~ hot chocolate ~ turtleneck

Hiiiii 💛 thank you :)

Queen - top 5 favorite bands/artists

Why,,, why must you do this to me,,,

I listen to so many genres and artists. I can't choose only five! I'll name some but they aren't in any order and are just the ones that popped in my head. I don't have a top 5 😭

Secos e molhados, pet shop boys, alt-j, lady gaga, stromae, Orville peck, rammstein, yellow days, Fagner, cartola, Lineker, Lil simz, Scene queen, bee gees... kay. That's nough lol I can keep going forever 🫠

fly - tell us a secret. shh it's okay we won't tell anyone (except all of tumblr)

I don't really have secrets? I'm an open book. You just have to let me be comfortable enough and you can read all my pages LMAO It's so funny I can't think of anything rn

hot chocolate - what's your comfort drink/food?

Coffee, aubergine lasagna my mom makes, dark chocolate, coconut cake, brigadeiro & beijinho, popcorn, soup, homemade bread

turtleneck - show us (or draw) your hottest outfit

I don't really feel hot I'm clothes LOL I look nice and I feel comfy, but hot? Nah.and I can't share a nude publicly like that LMAO

I think maybe this one I put on last weekend?

Gomens ask game

[buggy-samaaa]

S/I Part 7

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8

The next morning, breakfast was tense. Tense because I knew that Buggy was going to try and ask me out, and tense because he didn’t know that I knew that already and I didn’t want him to know that I knew. You know?

Both of us awkwardly eat our food.

Buggy: Weather.

Me: Huh?

Buggy: Weather is. Good. It’s a good weather today.

Me: Y-Yeah… *eats*

Buggy: *curses under his breath, eats some more*

Me: Food is nice.

Buggy: Huh?

Me: This food. It’s decent food. *picks up slop in my spoon*

Buggy: Oh, y…yeah. *eats*

Me: *has an idea to make this less weird, perks up a bit* You know, with the… weather… it may be a good day to do another trade?

Buggy: *perks up too* Another trade? For… for a drawing, right?

Me: Mhm. We could do something fun today. And I’ll draw you something later to make up for it.

Buggy: Yeah… Yeah! Okay! Uh… I, well. I have something in mind already. B-Because I had thought of trading again, too. I didn’t just want to spend time with you or anything. *looks away*

Me: *smiles*

—

I quickly finished my daily duties in order to get ready for the “not-date” which was actually a date in disguise. Since it’s a not-not-date, I decide to dress more nicely than I had before. I put on a fitted sweater and a pencil skirt with lace-up boots. I wear a little bit of makeup, too. It’s much more femme than I usually dress, so I hope he sees it as me putting in effort to be fancy.

I leave the room to meet Buggy near the mast for our outing. He’s wearing a button-down shirt printed with large polka dots. The sleeves are rolled up and it’s untucked. He’s wearing capris with long socks and boots. We are definitely dressed for different activities.

Buggy: Why are you all fancy?

Me: *miffed because here I thought he’d find it attractive* Well you never told me what we’re doing, so it’s your fault!

Buggy: MY fault?! Nuh-uh! You should have asked what to wear!

Me: What, and have you dress me??

Buggy: N-No! *exaggerated disgust* Bleck! Yuck! I wouldn’t want that!

Me: *sighs* Should I go change, then?

Buggy: Yes, at least get out of the skirt, it’s too tight, anyway.

Me: >:( *starts to remove my skirt*

Buggy: GAH!!! STOP DOING THAT!! *turns away*

Me: THEN DON’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO

Buggy: I OBVIOUSLY MEANT DO IT IN THE CREW’S QUARTERS

Me: I know, I just wanted to mess with you ‘cause you’RE PISSING ME OFF

Buggy: DO YOU EVEN WANT TO GO ON THE D— OUTING?!

Me: YES, DAMNIT!! … ‘Kay, be right back.

Buggy: ‘Kay

—

I change my skirt into some cute shorts and come back out.

Me: Better?

Buggy: Yeah. Okay, follow me!

That’s when I notice Buggy has a package of sorts with him. He picks it up and lugs it as we walk off the ship to the dock.

Me: Do you want help carrying that?

Buggy: *struggling* No

Me: C’mon, just let me help. Its handle is big enough for both of us to hold.

Buggy: It’s not heavy! It’s just … it’s unwieldy

Me: It’d be more wieldy if I helped.

Buggy: NO

Me: *grabs the handle*

Buggy: *yanks it away, almost dropping it*

Me: Be careful! What’s in there, anyway?

Buggy: It’s a surprise so stOP TOUCHING IT!

Me: Okay, damn.

Buggy: *huffs* … Alright this is actually really heavy can you help

Me: *chuckles and holds it with him*

—

We get to a certain spot on the island, on the beach. Near the water is a little alcove framed by some palm trees.

Me: Hey, wow, this is neat. *we sit down on the sand*

Buggy: Right? It’s like a tiny bit of paradise. There are even coconuts on the palm trees! 

He makes a hand float up to the coconut and pops it off the palm. He brings it back down and smacks it with a knife to split off the top, making a cup. He hands it to me, then does the same to a second coconut.

Buggy: Don’t drink it yet. I brought some booze to mix with the coconut milk.

He turns to the package and lifts open the top, pulling out some rum, which he pours into the coconuts.

Me: Aw hell yeah! *mixes it around and drinks it* Yum, thank you!

Buggy: *swirls his own and drinks it* No problem. *sips some more, a bit awkwardly*

Me: *notices his awkwardness, which makes me feel awkward, too*

Buggy: Um, so… I was thinking we could walk around on the beach… look for sand dollars… and then eat some food. *he points to the package* It’s picnic food.

Me: That sounds like fun to me!

Buggy: *was worried I’d find it lame* Really?

Me: Yeah! :D

Buggy: :D! … >_> Tch, well. I knew it would… *pulls out two little buckets from the package* I brought these to carry our sand dollars in.

Me: *thinking: so fucking cute omg*

Buggy: *grins* Shall we?

Me: Yes, let’s!

We finish our drinks and start walking along the beach, combing for sand dollars. Buggy is trying to psych himself up to hold my hand, but he keeps chickening out. I’m too nervous to initiate, so I just hope that he’ll do it himself. We’re hopeless.

Me: What do you want me to draw you later?

Buggy: I, um… well, I was thinking a caricature of both of us, together?

Me: *blushes a bit, because usually those are done of couples* *does he want it as just friends? or more?*

Buggy: Sorry, that’s weird. *rubs his arm and looks away*

Me: It’s not weird. I think it’s nice. *still blushing*

Buggy: *smiles a bit, still looking away* Oh, a sand dollar! *he picks it up and puts it in his bucket* I got the first one! Ha!

Me: Haha! Everything is a contest with you. Hey, I have an idea. Whoever finds the biggest sand dollar wins.

Buggy: Okay! What am I gonna win?

Me: Don’t assume you’ll win!! Um… I don’t know. How about a favor? To be redeemed at any time.

Buggy: That’s a good idea. Yeah! Let’s do it. *we shake hands*

—

We’ve been walking for about 10 minutes and each of us have found decent-sized sand dollars. One extra rule is, if it’s broken it doesn’t count anymore, so of course Buggy keeps trying to detach his hands and put them into my bucket to snap mine. I end up having to hide my bucket under my sweater so he doesn’t reach in anymore, which he finds grossly unfair. I argue that he’s the one being unfair, which makes him pout because I’m right. Another 10 minutes of walking and we decide to turn around and head back, as we are getting hungry.

When we get back to the picnic basket, each of us dump out our sand dollars because Buggy is so insistent on checking the sizes right away. And, lo and behold, Buggy actually did find the biggest sand dollar. He has a shit-eating grin.

Me: Don’t look so damn proud… just tell me the favor so I can get it over with.

Buggy: Ah-ah-ah, you said “to be redeemed at any time.” I’ll tell you when I’m good and ready.

Me: I’m gonna regret this, aren’t I?

Buggy: Hey, I can be a nice guy! Is it so hard to believe that the favor may be mutually beneficial?

Me: When is a favor ever mutual?? It wouldn’t be a favor, otherwise! It’d be a compromise!

Buggy: *realizes I have a point* Can I redeem a compromise instead?

Me: No! Then there’d be no reason to win in the first place!

Buggy: *realizes I have a point again* Let’s just eat…

We take out the food Buggy packed and sit on the sand to eat.

Me: These sandwiches look great. Did Yoya make them?

Buggy: No. *bites into sandwich*

Me: Huh? Well… where’d you get them?

Buggy: *I* made them, duh

Me: What! You made these yourself??

Buggy: Th-They’re just sandwiches! Don’t sound so impressed!

Me: And you cut all the fruit, too?

Buggy: *flustered* Who cares??

Me: Wow… thank you, this is so nice. Seriously.

Buggy: IT’S JUST FOOD

Me: Mmm, it’s the best sandwich I’ve ever had~

Buggy: *very flustered* SHUT UP ALREADY

—

We finish eating and just look out at the ocean.

Me: …Can I ask you something?

Buggy: *sighs* Is it about the ocean?

Me: Yeah

Buggy: I miss it sometimes. Swimming in the sea. And I miss being able to walk along the shore with the waves hitting my feet. I can still go in a lake or a swimming pool, but it’s just not the same. *gives me a half-smile*

Me: … I’m sorry.

Buggy: *hugs his knees to his chest* I’m used to it by now.

Me: *looks him over, then back to the ocean*

Buggy: If you’re trying to think of a way to get me to touch the water, just know, it’s not gonna happen.

Me: I-I’m not… …Okay, yeah, I was thinking that.

Buggy: *small chuckle*

Me: We should go swimming sometime.

Buggy: Heh. I don’t even own a swimsuit.

Me: Skinny-dip.

Buggy: WHAT—

Me: Hehe, kidding. Buy a suit, then. I want to swim with you.

Buggy: Hmph… Don’t scare me like that! *puts his chin on his knees as he thinks* … *smiles at me* Alright.

Me: :D! Awesome! Next time we come across one, we’ll swim. *I put out my pinky*

Buggy: Seriously? A pinky promise?

Me: Yeah, why not?

Buggy: I’m a man! I’m not making a pinky promise!

Me: Pinky promises are macho as hell.

Buggy: Says who?!

Me: Says me!

Buggy: FINE! *pinky promises* THERE

Me: Now you gotta seal it.

Buggy: Oh, my God NO

Me: It’s even manlier if you seal it. *kisses my thumb*

Buggy: Rrrr… *kisses his thumb* *we put our thumbs together as our pinkies are hooked* Sealed.

Me: And now we do a funny dance

Buggy: Okay you’re making shit up now.

[rosethorn-248]

✦ :: A few FE3H characters and their scents

@supershiny-raven and I decided to come up with some ideas on how a handful of characters would potentially smell/wear as perfume or cologne.

These are only fun little thoughts we made. Whether you disagree or agree is up to you. If you want to share more, feel free reblog.

———

✧ :: Sylvain Jose Gautier

I feel like he’d definitely have a musky yet lavishing aroma. Like it’s masculine but very inviting, at the same time. In my head, I figured something such as orange blossoms and cedarwood (with maybe a hint of coconut) I like to hc that he’s got fluffy and loose locks, so most products would be coconut scented (modern-wise, at least) He’s obviously an erotic/flirtatious character. The more bitter/citrus part of his scent would complement that, and the sweeter bits would feel like a trance almost. It fits his character well, I think. He pleasantly draws people in with a lovingly, overwhelming aroma.

✧ :: Felix Hugo Fraldarius

I was a bit stuck on this because of the fact that he’d mostly smell like the training grounds, whetstones, or even weaponry; however, aside from those aspects, he might give off a spicy aroma. There’s probably a nature/airy base or something, but for the most part, he’d smell like a rosy bonfire. Like scandalwood, birchwood, amber, and moss. Perhaps cedarwood like Sylvain. I’d probably say scandalwood and birchwood though. Felix just feels like he’d have a bitter/spicy scent. Something that immediately grabs your attention, but not in an odd way. Its simply striking and sharp smelling. Exactly how he likes to keep his blades, along with his outer attitude too.

✧ :: Claude Von Riegan

I’m not sure why, but he was pretty hard to think of a scent for. I figured he’d smell spicy yet musky/mossy. Not legitimately spicy like Felix, but something with a kick to it, at least. My guess for this was apple spice, bergamot, and amber. I was also trying to take into consideration Almyra for his scent, but apple spice seemed to match the particular spiciness I was looking for. I wouldn’t doubt that there’s definitely a better substitute for him; however, I think this combination fits well. Its complex just like him.

✧ :: Byleth Eisner (Female)

Ray came up with this scent for Byleth. They felt like something clean/fresh yet sweet (such as fruity/floral) would fit her best. Perhaps a zen garden with a bit of a berry aroma (and even peonies) She seems like she’d smell like the monastery, honestly. Like her dorm is basically how she smells 24/7. With all of her students always gifting her lovely flowers, it makes complete sense for Byleth to give off a floral freshness or berry bliss.

✧ :: Edelgard Von Hresvelg

This was another one that was a tad difficult because of her pairings. I immediately wanted to give her a perfume that she might wear while out with a girlfriend or partner, in general, but I mostly considered her, for the most part. Because of that, I feel like she’d have a citrus scent with a bubbly sweetness to it. I was thinking something with lemon and lavender (maybe a few berries) Edelgard seems like she’d have a crisp yet bitter citrus smell to her, blended together with a floral/berry sweetness. She’s fierce yet cute all in one.

✧ :: Ferdinand Von Aegir

Okay, listen, here me out…but Ferdinand is definitely someone who’s ordering a pumpkin spice latte during the fall. I’m not sure what else to say aside from that about him because he’d absolutely smell like pumpkin spice with a nice bergamot and cedarwood accent. He’d have a sweet spicy smell to him. Like a peaceful tea time or something. He’d just smell very noblest/elegant. Because he’s Ferdinand Von Aegir, of course.

✧ :: Dorothea Arnault

I made her scent similar to Sylvain’s with the whole flirty/lovely aromas, but unlike Sylvain, Dorothea doesn’t need to entice people with her beauty. The people come to her initially. Like a love spell or entrancement. She’d smell downright luxurious and sweet (with floral hints for sure) Dorothea gives off blossoms and orchids aromas. She smells like an entire bouquet, basically, and everyone is just drawn to the flowery scent. She is the pique definition of beauty.

✧ :: Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd

Ray made this one too. They were mostly thinking of his post-war designs/life as the King of Faerghus. It was concluded that Dimitri would probably smell more mature perhaps. Similar to Byleth, he’d just smell like his palace mostly, which seems welcoming yet classy. Like warm leather, vanilla, and blackberry. I can picture him wearing colors such as the ones in his post-timeskip designs with a pleasant warm aroma. It’s refreshing into a new beginning for Faerghus.

[neige-leblanche]

ok im gonna start w the Kalim cards i have because his dorm groovy is one of my faves and i wanna talk about why i love it

✨Art Critique Time✨

I'm actually gonna start off with this one!!! Even though it's not the glitziest, I still really love it!

(dog pic for spacing)

Whether or not the thumbnail accurately portrays the Vibe of the whole card is important to me, and he looks really cute here, so this is successful!! The composition of the whole card is also really nice; you can easily tell what position he's sitting in, and it's colorful but not overwhelming. Kalim's hand occupies the second vertical dividing line if you visualize it by the rule of thirds, drawing clear and simple attention, and just above it is a coconut water whose saturation and value blend really smoothly into the background— Jamil is framing Kalim; his person is almost an extension of the plates of food on the left, and even though Kalim is actively receiving the coconut water from him, he's looking straight at the camera, not at Jamil. It starts off a cute pic of Kalim eating, and the more you look at it, the more you realize just how much Kalim is being spoiled.

The dorm card!! Un-groovied is really solid in a similar way to the above: the expression on his face, the triangular composition, and upwards angling all suggest power. However, when you look closer at it, you can make out just how relaxed he looks: the scepter leaning against the chair, his foot propped up on the arm, and the looseness of his hold on the cup are not the main focus of the piece. This might have been the artists' attempt to retain Kalim's personality while still maintaining the grandiose vibe of all the dorm un-groovies, in which case, the execution was not great, but I like it for that exact reason— he looks powerful and majestic, but he's still Kalim :)

THIS IS ONE OF MY FAVE CARD ARTS!!!

Kalim fits into the sweeping circular frame of the fountain so nicely that the composition has a dynamic feel while still portraying the subjects as fairly static, and the contrast of Kalim with the water makes it very clear what's happening in the picture.

(dogy for spacing. this is from a time when i gave her a crumb of an oatmeal cream pie and her ass who never gets out of bed stood like this for an hour)

The thumbnail makes it really clear what kind of image this is too!! I love the gentle purple shadows, I think they make the whole picture pop while still being subtle and beautiful. You can also tell from Kalim's hair and accessories that he's wet, so it doesn't feel like the artist is forcing you to look for the water droplets. Looking closer at the picture, you can examine the petals, the Magical Pen, the water details, and the reflections in the jewelry, and they're all woven seamlessly into the composition. It's just so beautiful; I could look at it forever💜

This one next!! Mixed feelings on this one!! This is the type of composition I really like; the foreshortening is executed decently enough for how dramatic it is, and the cooking supplies swirling around him are fun. The thumbnail image is great; he looks cute and very clear:

I can't say I like the colors of the full piece, though—Kalim's saturation does not pop out from the background, and the sharpest value contrast is found in, like, the apple and the lettuce, which still look kind of dull. I literally just noticed there was a cutting board by his side while I was making this post. Um. Anyway, while Kalim's legs are darker than his torso, giving his figure some depth, they kinda blend right into the floor, leaving the viewer's eyes to pick out exactly how he's standing. IDK this card has wasted potential.

aaaaaand ya boy hit the image limit so i'm gonna reblog with more!

[ferociousconscience]

#12 for Claquesous, #2 for Valjean, #23 for Javert!

Why, hello mysterious anon, who could you be? Heehee !

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character? For Claquesous - Man! I love Claquesous! He's an underrated character. He's very very cool but also deeply deeply uncool. The duality of that mysteryman, I say. Thank you for asking about Claquesous. Saving my big grand crackpot theory about Claquesous alias Le Cabuc for a particular bit of meta that me and the ever-brilliant @patron-minette have cooking up >:D But other than that, I'll ape off Anna P-M's "Catacombs" thing for him, what with his Ventriloquism and that being associated with death and Necromancy (fascinating topic btw, wowee), I think him and Babet met because Babet was poking around in the Catacombs for teeth or perhaps weird looking bones… when suddenly, one of the skulls on the wall started talking to him, chattering its jaw and speaking in a funny voice. When Babet came closer to examine it (after getting over the initial shock, naturally), A different skull started talking in a different voice, and so on and so forth before the curiosity was overwhelming for Babet and he wanted to find the puppeteer behind this little performance. This did not go well, as Claquesous is a timid creature, very jumpy. Babet had to make multiple trips and build a lot of rapport before properly meeting the "Puppetmaster", as it were. Like feeding a stray and feral cat.

2. Favorite canon thing about this character? For Valjean - I love that he's so crafty. He loves to make things with his hands. I love that his specialty for so long was Jewelry, specifically bracelets. There's something poignant about a man who wore chains for so long, turning his handcuffs into something more dainty and sweet, though not without the touch of mourning that the black glass provides. I love that he crafts things for children out of coconuts, makes a shuttlecock for Cosette… And let us not forget the concealed saw in the sous coin that saved his ass in the Gorbeau ambush. It's such a nice reference to the "Country Life" he once lived, and to the fact that the convicts of Toulon could make crafts to earn a bit of money while in prison. His craftiness is often overlooked! I say he needs to be crafting and sewing more things in fanfiction. Hey, maybe he could even teach post-Seine Javert how to have a fuckin' hobby for once…!

23. Favorite picture of this character? For Javert - Alas, I've already answered this one for Javert! However I'm in a generous mood. Please accept this, a sketched over rendition of Gustave Brion's famous Javert drawing. I use it as a discord icon, lol

[watcherwatts]

Anti Honesty Hour: what do you think Shane and Ryan should start doing on their Ghost Files investigations in order to attract more ghosts???

oh wow this is actually a question ive thought of a lot ! so i was thinking that ryan could strap a giant magnet to his back that would magnetize all the ghosts to them ! i was also thinking about the possibility of them bringing in a church choir to sing jesus songs because ghosts are all secretly jesus ? maybe shane could grow even taller to kinda scare the ghosts into coming ? OO OO OO they could always go luigis mansion/ghostbusters style and get some cool backpack vacuums. we could use steven as bait maybe ? man oh man i have so many ideas !

theres this stone, you have to travel a long time for it...and...its supposed to give you the ability to become a part of the spirit plane...while still being alive. a beautiful, distant planet...perhaps youve heard of it before... they could always...travel to...space...

i heard once that weed attracts ghosts, maybe they could do an episode where they do the weed ! theres also the fact that ghosts absolutely totally LOVE seeds and grains ! they could try scattering that around the floors ! maybe ryan could try and get a ghoul to eat right out of his hand !! i think that would be so fun ^_° ugh i love feeding my local ghouls. they really love it when you tickle their tummies ! oh they could try that too !! if theyre at a location with ghosts that are crime, they could so crime to get the ghosties out ? i think it would be a fun time watching shane and ryan set a local police department aflame ! i hope they like bacon √°|°√

they could go the easy route too and just your friendly ol ghost growing mix. i really dont understand why they havent done that. you just have to water them with the blood of a mother every month until they are able to live on their own...its so easy i dont get it. ah wait maybe its not in the budget. they are using all the gf money for the office pets. did you know they have pets at watcher hq ? i found out recently. they apparently have an office coconut crab named windshield. very cute lil dude <333 okay sorry, my bad, back to the ghoulies. i once saw this really cute diy project where you take six coins, six apples, and six candles, arrange them in a circle, then take a piece of chalk and draw a circle, then a star in that circle, light the candles, chant "Syha'h ilyaa 'bthnk f'li'hee mg ngR'lyeh Dagon li'heeog, cron y-lloig R'lyeh nglui Azathoth ebunma, k'yarnak ilyaa gof'nnor hlirgh 'bthnkor Azathoth," six times with increasing volumes, then let the light consume you, let the light consume you, let the light consume you, let the light consume you, let the light consume you, let the light consume you, and then, lastly, do a twirl ! this all will summon a silly little goose, and if you ask him nice enough, hell grant you a wish ! maybe the ghoul boys could use this simple hack to ask for some ghouls !

but if none of that would be able to work for whatever reason, or anything like that, theres always the option of getting nak-

[badpancakelol]

some of the intro of my new chapter, THE MISSTEP !!

See, the best type of fake ID is a fake ID that draws on reality. It isn’t hard to look like he might be twenty-one, when he’s nearly there already — nineteen and going strong. When Eddie hands his card over to the bouncer, a man with a slightly receding hairline and an eyebrow piercing, he isn’t even worried. He knows that the lights cast shadows across his face that make him look a little more gaunt and weathered, but as he’s ushered in, a welcome, Eddie on the lips of the bouncer, he doesn’t really care.

The thing is, he was right. When he was talking (read: arguing) to Gareth in the van about any type of non-straight scene in Hawkins, he was right: there isn’t one. And, no, he doesn’t count the secret show-up-to-some-dude’s-basement-party-who-kinda-gives-off-queer-vibes as a ‘scene’, okay?

Out here in Indianapolis, not so far that it’s hard to get to, not so close that he thinks he’ll run into anyone (and, really, if he does run into someone, what are they even gonna say to him? They’re in the same goddamned club as him), it’s easy enough to feel open and free and loose in a way that sings beneath his skin. 

He knows that his bank account is gonna suffer for the gas it took to come up here, but as the lights shine over his face, blinding in colours that are vaguely familiar, with shimmers of some he didn’t even know were possible, he doesn’t find himself caring.

Eddie isn’t stupid — he knows why he does it. Why he goes alone to the club, instead of with his band members who, without a doubt, would support him every step of the way, who would probably enjoy being in an atmosphere like this. 

But ever since that car ride with Gareth, there’s been some sort of tension between them, like an invisible rubber band that was pulling and pulling until it finally snapped and crackled — a sharp sting, and nothing more, really — but the rubber band is still there, smaller, quieter, as well as the hurt.

Eddie had apologised, yes, and Gareth had quietly told him that he was still there, no matter how you wanna approach this, okay? He said that he wasn’t going to push it, and he didn’t. Didn’t even bring it up again, didn’t mention anything about Steve, or Eddie’s lovesick lyrics, or even about him being not-so-straight. And, yet, the rubber band lingered.

He shakes himself off, a little flurry of more-than-usual messy hair, that can easily be excused away as a shiver from the change in temperature, or maybe some alternative dance move. Oh, you don’t get it? Must be too underground, or something. Eddie didn’t come here to wallow in self pity, or think of how to apologise. Out of everyone, he knows that sometimes apologies aren’t enough.

Making a beeline to the bar, he orders a fancy cocktail that Hawkins could only ever dream of serving. It’s citrus-y with hints of coconut and lime, and some other fruit that he tries to get a hold of. It’s expensive, yes, and kind of tastes like lolly water, but god if it isn’t gonna make him tipsy.

He sips it through the straw, grateful for the plastic cup when a girl knocks into his shoulder. She shoots him an apologetic smile before racing off into the crowd. Eddie feels the slight stickiness of the table, slick and hot under his partially spilt drink. 

Eddie watches as the girl, easy enough to spot in the crowd with her glow-in-the-dark earrings and pink teased hair, runs to another girl. He sees them embrace under the pulsing lights, and looks away, feeling as if he was intruding on a moment that is too private, so safe, within the confines of the bodies on the dance floor.

The music, while not what he would listen to in his spare time, is good. It’s poppy and it’s preppy, but he can appreciate the classics, the gay icons of music, and their soulful vocals and disco song. Maybe it’s nice to pretend that he’s someone who comes here often, who’s maybe twenty-one or older, who likes to listen to the Top 40 Hits on the radio. 

Secession turns to Depeche Mode turns to Erasure to Bowie, and he’s gifted with the sounds and the feeling of a hundred voices screaming their lungs out to gay anthems, of people who made it, who continue to make it, who say we are here, and we are terrified, and we are alive. Eddie looks to the crowd, tries to catalogue the nameless faces of these beautiful people who are singing, who are crying, who are dancing and kissing and drinking like there’s nothing that can possibly hurt them. 

There are so many people, so many goddamned people, people who are like him, and it is nothing like Hawkins at all. He catches the eye of a man wearing thick blue eyeliner, who has his hair drenched in sweat, his arm around his partner, and there is a moment where nothing is said, where nothing is even heard over the people, over the masses, but the man with blue eyeliner mouths words that are lost amongst the crowd, words that seem to ask are you okay? and Eddie realises that he is crying. 

And it feels good. 

It feels so fucking good to cry.

So he nods back to the man with blue eyeliner, who sends him an understanding smile over the heads of people, and then he is whisked away into the crowd. Eddie leaves his drink by the bar, finished with the cocktail, and merges into the warm bodies, lets them envelop him. Everyone is uncomfortably sticky and warm and sweaty, and Eddie is sure his makeup has run from his tears, but when he dances with them, shouts and sings will it come true? Will anything happen? Will I see you again? he finds himself at home.

(When he is done for the night — bone-tired and ecstatic, buzzing in every sense of the word — he heads to the bar for a bottle of water for the road. Eddie’s lips feel tingly from where he kissed a man with short brown hair and a soothing smile in the heat of a Queen song, and it makes him feel giddy inside. Because there was no expectation, no promise, just a meaningless, meaningful kiss, for the sake of kissing. And he gets it. He understands.

Eddie slides up to the bar, shouts a hoarse voice over the counter in the kindest way possible. The bartender nods, no doubt more tired than himself, and slides the cool bottle across the counter. And when he turns for the door, he spots a head of hair that is all too vaguely familiar.

Robin, from band, from drama.

Robin, from Hawkins.

He spots her word vomiting to a girl that looks enraptured with her, shy in a way that’s endearing. When Robin pauses to take a breath and tilt her head up above the crowd, they make eye contact, and it’s like a connection has formed).

[icarusthelunarguard]

This Week’s Horrible-Scopes

It’s time for this week’s Horrible-Scopes! So for those of you that know your Astrological Signs, cool! If not, just pick one, roll a D12, or just make it up as you go along. It really doesn’t matter. Better yet! Check out “Heart of the Game, Fredonia” - they can sell you those D12’s with the symbols on them! Get in contact with them on Facebook, shipping to the U.S. only, and tell them “Shujin Tribble” sentcha. “Hail, Hail, Fredonia!” Home of the Blue Devil!

We could have used various named hurricanes to give you something to think about, seeing as how it’s still hurricane season. But we’re having WAY too much fun teaching you things while warning you how to live your lives at the same time. So, see? It’s a WIN-WIN for us all! So get ready to calibrate your coconuts as we elevate your educated… ness. Sure! “Educatedness”! Don’t care if it’s a real word or not. It is now!

Aries 

We now know why that radio career you wanted never materialized: It’s because you don't like the sound of your own voice. Now, sure, a lot of people don’t like how they sound on recordings, but that’s only because of the bones in our heads. Sound travels through different mediums at different rates, and especially different frequencies. The bones in your head make your voice sound deeper than it actually is. So This Week… There are ways to train your voice to sound deeper. Might we suggest Primal Scream Therapy? It’s not the best by a long shot, but it might just work. OH, and… never take medical advice from a podcast!

Taurus 

Remember all those gene permutation boxes you had to draw in biology classes as a kid? Well, here’s one to add to that experience. There are roughly three ginger male cats to one ginger female because the ginger gene is found on the X chromosome! Meaning… female cats would require two copies of the gene to become ginger and males only need one. So This Week… If you see a Black Cat on Friday the Thirteenth, PET IT! No, there’s no cosmic reason for it! It’s a CAT! Be nice to it and stop questioning why you should be nice, for crying out loud! 

Gemini 

We’re not going to sugarcoat this for you. Wind turbines kill between 10,000 and 100,000 birds each year in the UK. Yes, it’s a LARGE range to pick from, but it’s not easy to quantify the number, seeing as how “carrion critters” will be all, “OOH! FOOD! OHM, NOM, NOM!” faster than the statisticions can go, “Oops! Got another one!” Interestingly enough, painting one of the blades black can reduce bird deaths by 70 per cent. So This Week… we know what you’re planning to do! Do NOT paint a spiral across all three blades in the hopes of hypnotizing the human population so you can take over. It doesn’t work that wALL GLORY TO THE HYPNO-TURBINE!

Cancer Moon-Child 

You’ve got some serious Universe-Wide Assumptions going on in your head, there. Be a shame if someone came along and screwed with them, huh? Well that’s JUST what we’re about to do. Listen closely… There’s no such thing as a straight line. It’s true! Zoom in close enough to anything and you’ll spot irregularities. Buy the best calligraphy pen, the most precise straight edge, the flattest tabletop, and the smoothest paper and draw a line. The closer you look the more frustrating it’ll be for you. So This Week… You think a beam of Laser Light will break this rule? Oh, you CAD! Even photons of light are bent by gravity! Nice try, though. A for effort.

Leo 

You’re thinking you have an actual Get Out Of Jail Free card because you have an Identical Twin? Have we got bad news for you. Yes, genetically, you might be the same person since, you know, the same DNA. But sorry to say identical twins don’t have the same fingerprints. So This Week… You’ve got two choices here, and we’re going to suggest the better option; DON’T DO A CRIME!

Virgo 

Land-Based Animals on Earth have developed a lot of methods for communication - most centered around generating and detection of pressure waves in the atmosphere. You know… SOUND! But what if we told you that humans not only have developed a chemical-based method of communicating, but that it’s already hard-wired into you! There is a theory that suggests we've evolved to sweat with a different chemical makeup when anxious. This alerts other nearby humans so they are primed for whatever it is that's making us anxious. So This Week… You should still take a shower before bed every night. You spend 6 hours a night wrapped in cloth, you should keep it as clean as possible. 

Libra

What do we say about doggos when we see them? They’re Good Girls! (I mean, yeah.. Could be Good Boys too. That’s cool, too. ANYWAY!) You think it’s cute the way they tilt their head when you talk to them, right? Almost like they’re really paying attention to you. Well, they sort of are! Dogs tilt their heads to better pinpoint familiar words and help them to better understand the tone of your voice. Because there’s a difference between, “Wanna go for walkies?” and “Wanna go to the vet for a neutering?” So This Week… Let’s be fair. You’d probably be more inclined to actively listen to questions posed to you if you ended up having a kidney removed because you missed someone asking if it was alright to do. Go watch the Llamas With Hats collection on YouTube again.

Scorpio 

What would last longer: the average marriage or the life expectancy of a cat? Well, considering the longest-lived cat made it to 38 years three days old, it’s not going to be easy to pick on that one, huh? Considering a housecat’s expected life is about 14 years, that’s pretty damned impressive. So This Week… Buy a little cake in celebration of “Creme Puff - the oldest cat to ever live”. And remember, you earned that cake.

Sagittarius 

You want to learn something totally mind-blowing? You know how some people talk in their sleep? Guess what deaf people do. That’s right, they talk too! But not via vocalizations. A case study of a 71-year-old man with rapid eye movement disorder and a severe hearing impairment showed him using fluent sign language in his sleep! So This Week… There’s only one sure-fire way to keep THEM from learning what you’re dreaming about, man! You gotta wrap your fingers in duct tape before you go to sleep. No, it’s not a kink-thing. It’s a conspiracy thing! But only use the super-cheap stuff at the dollar store. They can’t track you if you pay with cash. 

Capricorn 

Yes fish are weird, We think they have low attention and poor memory retention, but they can work together surprisingly well. When evacuating through narrow spaces in sketchy situations, schools of neon tetra fish queue so that they don’t collide or clog up the line they’re traveling through. Which means either they don’t panic like we do, or they value their personal space more than their safety. So This Week… You’re not responsible enough to own a fish tank. You wouldn’t even know how to drive it. Stick to feeding the pigeons in the park with Tom Lehrer. 

Aquarius 

You know how the old question is, “What came first: the Chicken or the Egg”? Well, Plants came before Seeds. The earliest plants were, basically, single-celled moss, reproducing by cloning themselves. Multicellular seeds didn’t evolve for another 150 million years after that. So This Week… We could make a “You’re Not Gettin’ Sex” this week joke, but really, we’re bigger than that. (Meaning bigger than you! OOOHHH!!!!!!) 

Pisces  

We’re not above using that joke to tell another Wood-Based Something-or-Other. You could buy yourself a Weather Rock and see what it’s doing to judge the weather, or you could just plant a Pine Tree. “How” you ask? Well! Pine trees can tell if it's about to rain. Next time you see a pine cone, take a close look; if it’s closed, that’s because the air is humid, which can indicate rain is on its way. So This Week… There’s another use for pine trees: using the sap as a firestarter ingredient. OR as a way to piss off That One Guy by letting it drip on their car. Ain’t No Way it’s commin’ off at a car wash.  

And THOSE are your Horrible-Scopes for this week! Remember if you liked what you got, we’re obviously not working hard enough at these. BUT! If you want a better or nastier one for your own sign or someone else’s, all you need to do to bribe me is just Let Me Know - or check out the Ko-Fi page ( https://ko-fi.com/icarusthelunarguard )! These will be posted online at the end of each week via Tumblr, Twitter, Facebook, Discord, and BLUESKY.

[gingeisafiteh]

The party| part 2 (going to be a LONG one)

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Me and Beth continue talking about the party for about 2 more hours. "Right what time is it y/n we better get sleep, the party is tomorrow!" "Ahh I know!" We both squeal in excitement as we can't wait. "Right we better go sleep then Beth." I place the empty pizza box on the floor and put our cokes on the bed side table. "Yeah you're right." We both look at eachother and squeal one more time in excitement. We then laugh and get comfy to go to sleep.

At around 11 am, we wake up because we went sleep so late. "God what time is it?" I stretch as Beth tiredly checks her phone. "Fuckinhell it's 11 am!!" "Jesus we better get up then!" The party started at 7 but me and Beth needed agesss to get ready. We rushed out of bed and started to run the shower. "Beth you go first." "Okay!"

As Beth is in the shower, I lay out the dresses we picked.

Beths dress:

Y/n's dress:

Beth was gonna look gorgeous in hers! I wonder if she starts to talk to someone.. I bet she'll be pulling everyone in that!

Eventually, Beth comes out the shower with a towel wrapped around her and a towel wrapped around her head. "Heyy girl!" "Hey Y/n! Oooh those dresses do look good!" "Aw I know!!" "Y/n when ginge sees you in this, god he'll fall to his knees!" I start to blush. "Beth!!" She laughs. "Right I'll be heading to the shower now, I'll back back in 10-15 minutes." I say. "Okay! I'll start getting ready now whilst your in the shower." "Right okay!"

I walk to the shower and turn the shower back on and take my PJ's off and step inside. I stand beneath the warm water streaming down my back. I grab my strawberries and cream shampoo and massage it in my roots. It smelt lush, honestly! That's why I used it most of the time. And it made my hair silky smooth. I then used the conditioner that went with it. It did me alot of good.

I then move onto my mango body wash, which was incredible. It was mixed with a body scrub so my skin always felt soft. I then grab my razor to then remember I shaved everywhere the night before so I didn't waste time today, because it does take me a while.

After 5 more minutes, I hop out of the shower, fresh as ever. I coat myself in my favourite coconut body cream on my arms and legs, which even made myself feel even smoother. I wrap a towel around me and also on my hair and walked to my bedroom. I see Beth about to do her makeup as she's already done her hair. It was a wavy half up half down. She looked stunning. She hadn't put her dress on as she obviously couldn't accidentally dirty.

"Wow Beth I like your hair!" She turns to me and smiles as she does a bit of skincare. "Thank you y/n, don't look too bad yourself!" "Beth I've still got my bloody towel on!" I chuckle. "Well you always look nice!" Beth says. "Aw cheers Beth." We both chuckle. She carries on doing her skincare as she says, "Alexa! Play, 'getting ready' playlist." Alexa responds and speaks her usual nonsense and plays the tunes. The first song was, 'Houdini' by Eminem. It was a recent tune he came out with and it was banging. We both loved it.

As I walk over to my underwear draw, I pull out a deep red lingerie set. A lace thong and bra. I hold it up to show Beth. "Eh Beth looks." I say as I smirk, waiting for her reaction. She turns around on her chair and says, "Oooh I bet they're for Ginge them! Who knows, you might even have a quick shag in the bathroom or even take you home? And see them!" Beth laughs but so do I, with embarrassment. "Beth!! What have I said?!" I say half laughing. "Oh y/n you know you want it to happen really!" She says looking in the mirror and applying her moisturizer. "You know what, you're probably right, I'd love a good shag off that man. Fuckinhell!" She laughs out loud and I just nearly die of laughter. "See, see! I told yaaa!" "Oh shut it Beth!" She grins and turns around to carry on with the skincare.

I take my dress to another small room and get changed in there. I look at myself in the mirror and actually think I look hot. It defines my shape well. You can only just see the outlining of my thong but nothing to worry about, because you can't see it from afar anyways, plus it'll be dark inside.

I come back in the room and show Beth how I look. "Wow y/n!!! You look amazing, oh my god!! Give us a little spin!" I do a mini twirl. "Wow!" Awh Beth!! Thank youuu!" I sit next to her about to do my makeup and hair and realise, "Oh fucksake! I forgot to do my makeup before I put my pissin dress on!" Beth laughs. "Its not funny, you!" I smirk. I sigh and grab a dressing gown and put it on myself to avoid getting any makeup on my dress.

I start to dry my hair first of all and when in finished it's like soft, smooth silk on my hair. That shampoo and conditioner is unreal. I start to move onto my skincare whilst Beth is half way through her makeup.

I put my hair in a slick back pony with a parting down the middle and curls at the bottom. I also style my baby hairs to add something to the 'look'. I do some glam makeup and put some eyelashes on. Honestly, I look badass. Beth also keeps telling me. She's also mothering me to put a condom in my bag just incase but I keep telling her 'no' as it's never going to happen..

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End of Part 2