#i gotta learn how to use color somehow

[inkskinned]

most writing advice is good as long as you know why it is good, at which point it is also bad. the hardest thing (and most precious thing) about being an artist is that you gotta learn how to take critique. i don't mean "just shut up and accept that people hate your work," i mean you need to learn what the critique is saying and then figure out if it actually helps.

i usually tell people reading my work: "i'm collecting data, so everything is useful." i ask them where they put the book down, even though it's too long for most people to read in 1 sitting. i ask them what they thought of certain characters. i let them tell me it was really good but i like it more when they look a little stunned and say i forgot i was reading your book, which means they forgot i exist, which is very good news.

sometimes people i didn't ask will read my work and tell me i don't like it. and that is okay, you don't have to like it. but i look at the thing that they don't like and try to figure out if i care. i don't like that you don't capitalize. this one is common, and i have already thought about it. i do not care, it's because of chronic pain and frankly i like the little shape of small letters. you use teeth and ribs in all your work. actually that is very true. i don't know what's up with that. next time i will work to figure out a different word, thank you. you're whiny, go outside. someone said that to me recently and it made me laugh. i am on the whine-about-it website as an internet poet. you are in my native habitat, watching me perform a natural enrichment behavior. but i like the dip of whiny, how the word itself does "whine" (up/down, the sound out your nose on the y), but i don't know if i want to feel whiny. maybe next time i will work on it being melancholy, like what you would call a male writer's poetry.

repeated "good" advice clangs in a bell and doesn't hold a real shape, dilutes in the water. like sometimes you will hear "don't use said." you turn that around in your head and it bounces off the edges of your brain like it is a dvd screensaver. it isn't bad advice, but it feels wrong somehow, like saying easy choices are illegal! sometimes i will only use "said." sometimes i will just kick dialogue tags out to the trash. sometimes i make little love poems where the fact that i do not say "said" is very bad, and makes you feel bad in your body, because someone didn't say something. i am a contrary little shitbird, i guess.

but it is also good advice, actually. it is trying to say that "said" sometimes is clutter. it makes new writers think about the very-small words and very-small choices, because actually your work matters and wordchoice matters. "i know," you said. "i know," you sighed. "i know." we both know but neither of us use a dialogue tag, because we are in a contemporary lit piece.

it is too-small to say don't use said. but it is a big command, so it gets your attention. what are you relying on? what easy choices do you make? when you edit, do you choose the same thing? can you make a different choice? sometimes we need the blankness of said, how it slides into the background. sometimes we don't.

i usually say best advice is to read, but i also mean read books you don't like, because that will make you angry enough to write your own book. i also mean read good books, which will break your heart and remind you that you are a very small person and your voice is a seashell. i also mean you need to eat books because reading a book is a writer's version of studying.

my creative writing teacher in the 7th grade had a big red list of no! words and on it was SUNSET. RAZORS. LOVE. GALAXY. DEATH. BLOOD. PAIN. I liked that razor and love were tucked next to each other like birds, and found it funny that he believed we were too young to know the weight of razor in the context of pain. i hated him and his Grateful Dead belt, where the colored teddy bears held up his appraisal of us. i hated his no list. it is very good/bad advice. i wasn't old enough yet to know that when you are writing about death you are also writing about sunsets and when you write about love you are tucking yourself into a napkin that never stops folding.

back then my poetry was all bloody, dripped with agony when you picked it up. i didn't know there is nothing beautiful about a razor, nothing exciting about pain. i just understood sharpness, which he took to mean i understood nothing. i wrote the razor down and it wasn't easy, but it was necessary. that's what i'm saying - sometimes it's good advice, because it's not always necessary. and sometimes it is very bad advice, because writing about it is lifesaving.

hang on my dog was just having a nightmare. i heard that it is a rule not to write about dogs - in my creative writing mfa, my teacher rolled her eyes and said everyone writes a dead dog. the literature streets are littered in canine bodies. i watched the rise and fall of his ribs (there is that word again) and had to reach out and stop the bad dream. when he woke up he didn't recognize me, and he was afraid.

it is good/bad advice to say that poems and writing have to mean something. it is bad/good advice to say they're big feelings in small packages. it is better advice to say that when my dog saw where he was, he relaxed immediately, rubbed his face against me. someone on instagram would make fun of that moment by writing their "internet poetry" as a sentence that tumbles across a white page: outside it is sunset and my dog is still in a gutter, bleeding a galaxy out of his left paw. or maybe it would be: i woke the dog up/the dog forgot i loved him/and i saw the shape of a senseless/and impossible pain.

the dog is alive in this one, and he is happy. when i tell you i love you, i know what i said. write what you need to write, be gentle to yourself about it. the advice is only as good as far as it helps. the rest is just fencing. take stock of the boundaries, and then break them. there's always somewhere else you could be growing.

i love you, keep going.

[odiesdayoff]

JAIME REYES NSFW ALPHABET?? PLEASE ANYTJING NSFW JAIME 🧎🏽‍♀️

IM GONNA BE SO REAL I HAVEN'T EVEN WATCHED BB YET BUT I YEARN FOR HIM. SO BADLY. this may change when I see it like...tomorrow.

NSFW under the cut <3

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He’s a cuddler. He’ll plant kisses all over you and hold you against him. He’ll keep telling you how much he loves you.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He likes his arms. Specifically how strong he is and how it allows him to pick you up and spin you around all romantic-like.

He loves your eyes. The color, the way you look at him, the way you squint when you laugh or smile. He can stare into them for days. 

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He’s a bit more traditional and likes to cum inside. He’ll always wear a condom, though. He likes the closeness. Also includes your mouth!

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He’s into cockwarming. Or falling asleep like that. He doesn’t know how to approach doing that. The thought of having to do some work and just you sitting with him inside? Makes him swoon. 

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He went through law school. In GOTHAM. Briefly a city boy. He’s had a few dates before you and he knows how to make you lose your mind. It took a bit of a learning curve to adjust to you specifically, but he’s GOOD. 

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

When you’re, like, laying down together and spooning while fucking? Idk what that’s called. But that. He loves that. It’s just so intimate. He can hold you close.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He loves to laugh. He enjoys spending time with you and doesn’t let it get too serious.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Trimmed. Dark and curly. That's all I'm at liberty to disclose.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He’s so romantic. Definitely would be the type of person that lights candles and throws flower petals all over the bed. He’s such a sweetie. Will constantly tell you how attractive you are and how good you make him feel.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He’ll never admit it, but he totally jerked off using a pair of your underwear that you had left at his place once. He’d rather not masturbate when he has you, but he has needs!

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Heavy on a praise kink. Whether it’s giving or receiving. He’s also into you being in charge!

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He’s a little basic. In the bed. He thinks it's incredibly romantic. That, or in the kitchen and dining room.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

When he wakes up in the morning before you and you’re sleeping, he thinks you’re so hot he will actually melt. He would fight for his life not to wake you up and ask to fuck. You getting along with his family gets him going fr. Just seeing the people he cherishes the most getting along with you fills his heart.

Also…neck kissing!!! He looves it.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He’ll absolutely NEVER do any of the step-family or things related to family, even as a pretend thing or scene. That’s just way too weird. He’s far too close to his family to think about any of them sexually in any way.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He’s a sucker for making you come and oral is one of his favorite things to do. Bro will literally get under the table and give you head while you’re eating dinner if you even mention being a little horny or maybe someone that flirted with you. He’s gotta show you that nobody can make you feel as good as him. He’s a bit jealous.

He loves to receive, but is far too shy to ask for it. If you put it on the table, he’s giddy. He’ll somehow think that he’s degrading you by asking you to suck his dick.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He takes it slow. Sometimes painfully slow, making you feel every vein in his dick each time he’s inside of you. If you asked him to be a little rougher with you, he ain’t gonna say no! When you’re on top or in charge, he lowkey loves when you kind of use him as a sex toy and go as fast as you need to reach your orgasm. He likes to prolong the moment as long as he can when you’re under him. 

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He prefers not to have a quickie. He wants to spend time with you as much as he can and take his time making you feel good. He definitely would not say no if you asked him right before either of you left for work and after you woke up. He just prefers a night full of lovemaking.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

It would definitely take a lot of convincing to get him to do more outlandish kinks, but he likes to try some things at least once. He’s not a “it’s hotter if we might get caught” person. Very much a behind locked doors kind of guy when it comes to sex.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He can go a few rounds. Again, the scarab would increase that stamina by a little bit. 

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Let’s be so real. Yeah. I don’t think he would have toys for his personal use, but getting things for your pleasure is his favorite thing to do. He loves watching you squirm as he presses a vibrator against you. He would literally ask you to watch a movie, then use the vibrator on you while you sit on his lap the entire time.

Also…that suit? It can literally be whatever he wants it to be…IF YA KNOW WHAT I MEAN.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He looves to tease you. At the grocery store, while you’re having dinner with your/his family, washing the dishes. He wants you to be completely dripping/rock hard by the time the two of you get to fuckin’.

On the other hand, he likes when you tease him. He’s a firm believer that whatever he does to you, you can do to him. A hand on your thigh under the table at the family dinner? He won’t be surprised when you “accidentally” drop your fork and lean over him to grab it from the floor. 

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Some guys are afraid to moan, Jaime’s in his partner's ear losing his mind. Initially, he’d be hesitant to be noisy and all, but once he gets comfortable (or you get a place alone) he’ll make sure that you know how good you’re making him feel. He’s a whimperer. Hardcore. You can play with his hair and his breathing gets shaky.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

I have a feeling that he would want to try to fuck while dressed as a priest. Maybe he watched Fleabag in college. Or had some religion in his childhood. Either that or have you dress in religious clothing and act that out. He’s not sure yet, but he wants to try it.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s about average size, maybe six inches hard? Uncut. Slight curve upward.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He would be a few times a week guy normally, but after the scarab fiasco, his drive increases. You could bend over picking something up and he needs to have you right now.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

I feel like he would absolutely pass out after a heated night. Like, I'm talking honk shoo mimimi with one leg off the bed and only half the blanket over his body.

[pinkanonwrites]

You ever get an idea that you just can't get out of your head and you have to bang it out within 30 seconds of thinking it? This is one of those moments

Non-explicit but Vash has some very NSFW thoughts and feelings about your hands.

"They really are so beautiful." Meryl sighed, fingertips tracing the jagged edge of an emerald-green leaf.

"They're called roses." Vash was smiling as he explained. "They come in all sorts of colors too, not just red!"

The three of you were sat in the grass on Ship 3, admiring the biodome and all of Luida's stunning work. What had particularly caught your eyes today was a large rosebush she had been tending for the past several years. It was gargantuan now, twisting up and through a metal trellis, arcing high above your heads and filtering dappled artificial sunlight down onto your smiling faces.

"Like what? What colors?" Meryl asked.

"Orange and white and pink... I think there can be purple ones too? Luida has a lot of logs about them if you want to see any pictures."

"There's a lot to read too." You added, a single fingertip tracing one of the smaller buds. "She showed me the database. I actually learned something really cool!"

"Ooh! Show us!" Meryl leaned into your side, admiring the flower you were trailing your fingers across. Vash leaned into your other side, expression soft as he watched you. You were always so gentle, so delicate when you admired the flora, it never failed to make his chest feel fuzzy and warm.

But then you did something he wasn't quite ready for. Bringing your fingertips to the center of the rose's whorl, you dipped two fingers elegantly into the center of the bud.

"You can actually help open a rose's petals with your hands, if you're gentle." You murmured, pads of your fingers softly and methodically petting the individual petals open. "For displays and decoration, you can open them up a bit more to make them brighter."

"You're right, that is really cool." Meryl added, completely oblivious to Vash's burning face and internal crisis. Your thumb traced the edge of the bloom as your index and middle finger twirled through the flower, stroking velvety petals until they had no choice but to open up to your careful touch... He gulped, knees coming together slightly as you blew softly on the rose, smiling as the petals folded out under your gentle, insistent work.

"That's it," You murmured, more to yourself than anybody else. "Look how pretty you are!"

The tips of your fingers on each side of the blossom, you spread the petals open between your index and middle fingers, exposing the stamen and filaments hidden away in the center.

"I-uh, I gotta go!" Vash jolted unsteadily to his feet, wobbling a little as he staggered back. "I told Brad he could, uh, check my arm! Yeah, so, I'll see you two in a bit okay? Bye!"

"Uh, bye?" Meryl cocked an eyebrow as Vash stumbled awkwardly away, strangely tense in the shoulders as he did. "Weirdo."

"Bye, Vash!" You called over your shoulder, somehow completely oblivious to just how thoroughly and completely you were able to mess with your boyfriend's head.

[bonny-kookoo]

I freaking adore 'Unstable'. 😵‍💫🩷

Can we get a Drabble where Mc is knitting small little animals (like a dinosaur) and they are all over the ship? Or JK has one attached to him? And of course he denies being soft for her and liking the small plushies😮‍💨

-> Masterlist

They're hanging everywhere at this point.

At first you worried that Jungkook might get annoyed with them- but he doesn't seem too bothered as long as you keep them in places he doesn't need to work at. So you hang the different knitted little animals on the screws at the large windows, or on hooks originally meant for coats. Jungkook has mentioned that the ship was originally property of an entire crew- but it got too old, most of the software and parts long outdated, so the crew sold it to be scrapped.

Jungkook bought it a few years later, and repaired it mostly by himself.

"What's this one?" He asks you, as you finish another little animal in your lap. It takes you a moment to realize that he's genuinely talking to you- something he only recently started to do more often.

".. a goat." You croak out, voice still horribly scratchy and painful to use. It causes his eyes to warm up quite a bit, as he sighs, reaching for something near his chair, before he waves you closer.

You do so, taking the little grey-ish goat with you. It's a round shape, and the horns are a little crooked, but you're quite proud of your progress. It's not that hard to learn for you.

Jungkooks hands kind of clumsily sit you down on his thigh before he shakes the inhaler Yoongi gave him, before he puts it to your lips. "Breathe in." He commands, and you do- flinching still a bit when the inhaler clicks and releases the medicine. "Hold it." He tells you next, removing the plastic device before he looks at you for a moment.

You've risked your life to help him get his ship fixed, and he's not sure if you did it for yourself, or him. You're human, after all. And humans sometimes do odd things for no reason at all.

"..good job." He mumbles, as you take it as a signal to finally breath again. You cough a bit, before you can clear your throat, medicine already soothing quite a lot as you watch him take the little knitted animal from your hand.

And then, he rips the little loop apart, much to your wide eyes. You're horrified at the prospect of him being this evil for no reason to tear apart your hard work-

But instead, he uses the two ends of the little loop to tie it onto the Keychain with all his different types of keys and keycards.

He didn't break it. He wants to keep it.

"Gotta get you some other colors." He mumbles nonchalantly, leaning back in his seat, not urging you to get up from his leg at all. "Grey's boring." He huffs, watching the main control display for anything out of the ordinary.

And somehow, this little act of softness of his makes you feel bold. So you swing your legs over his other leg as well, and lean against his chest, waiting for his reaction, but all you get is his hand on your waist, arm keeping you secure as you decide to rest a little more-

Noticing just how warm he is.

[halichor]

hiii i'm a huge fan of your art! its such a highlight to see your creative works on my dash 💖im new to digital art and was wondering if youd be willing to share some wisdom? how you get the amazing noise-texture for the skin you draw, brush preferences, character design choices and so on i just really love your art and hope to be able to learn from you 🥺

hello!! honestly, the only thing I can say is practice and start from the basics! and that's coming from someone who didn't learn the fundamentals until I was in college 🫣 also, don't be afraid to use references! take photos, look them up on google, use 3d models, etc.

for designs, I tend to gravitate towards fashion more than anything so my character/outfit designs are more on the "pretty" side, though I really want to fix that and experiment with other subjects soon 🥹 my references are almost always runway photos or random ornate/fancy objects, but sometimes I just create mood boards with a certain vibe I want and the designs just pop into head. you can find inspo anywhere! you just gotta look for it. as for my tools, I'm not sure what app you use but I draw in clip studio paint! I have a habit of downloading + hoarding a bunch of brushes from the asset store, but I end up sticking with the same 4-5 brushes 🫥

here's all the brushes I use with some details. you can find them all in the asset store and I'll link them at the bottom (except the deleted ones), though I've modified them to fit my needs. I also use a whole bunch of gradient maps for color adjustments. yes, there are a lot and I know it's weird since the colors look drastically different when you turn them off, but it works and the outputs are pretty sooo 🤷

sketch - ciro / mechanical

lines - freya brush (modified)

painting - like milk (modified)

noise (for texture) - perlin noise / rainbow noise

color correction - mz pink correction / aqua lemon filter

I'm not the best at giving tips or advice, but I hope this helped somehow qwq

[dice-wizard]

My dear ADHD siblings,

There is one very crucial thing you must learn a coping mechanism for, if you want to navigate through life as an adult.

Don't miss appointments or fuck off from commitments.

I don't really care how you figure out how to make this happen, but it is ✨ essential ✨ that you figure it out somehow.

I am WILDLY aware that meetings, appointments, deadlines etc are so so easy to forget about but in order to not be That Asshole you have truly gotta figure out a method that works best for you, so you remember more often than not.

I also promise you that if you fuck this up every now and again, that's fine. Your friends don't hate you. Your doctor, therapist, dentist, etc will simply reschedule you. Deadlines can be adjusted. It's when you do this constantly that you become, inadvertently, a huge asshole that no one will invite to things or hire on time sensitive projects. Unideal! Also, totally preventable.

Here are some things I've done that have ensured I don't miss an important commitment or appointment:

Written that shit down in ink on my hand. Can't lose my hand or forget I have a phone interview at 3 pm if I'm constantly looking down and seeing PHONE INTERVIEW 3PM! on my hand

Put the appointment in my calendar IMMEDIATELY. Your friend group has agreed to play D&D in Friday from 7-10? Calendar. Immediately. Don't wait. "I'll remember later" is a lie the ADHD demon whispers sweetly to all of us.

I have a giant sticky white board covering one of my walls and colorful markers where I write things like SCHEDULE EPISODE RECORDING or FREELANCE ASSIGNMENT DUE FRIDAY or CALL DOCTOR TOMORROW in huge letters in a place I frequent. You can buy one here

Make a Discord server containing you, a "Things I need to remember" channel and a reminder bot. I spend all my time on Discord anyway, I may as well store necessary details in a place I'm already checking.

Say no to things I'm not all that interested in or excited by. I'm way more likely to fuck off from something that bores me, so I try to avoid being That Person Who Never Shows Up by politely declining in the first place. This one is hard, especially if friends might be bummed that you aren't interested in a particular game, movie, etc.

In general, reduce friction between yourself and the reminder. Do more than one reminder if that's helpful. It is so important that you don't miss commitments. Once you leave people hanging enough times, they'll stop inviting you to stuff and stop counting on you because they know you can't be trusted. That sucks especially because you're not doing it on purpose!

If this is something you struggle with, take the time to work on it. You absolutely can find a way to minimize how often you flake out on people - not doing that is important to personal and professional relationships.

I believe in you!

[crookedkryptonitebeliever]

I have a couple of question-headcanons-idea thingies about Yves appearance if u don’t mind. So would Yves wear more gold or silver jewelry? Like I can’t decide whether he would have cool undertones or warm undertones. Cool undertones because of his sometimes very icy nature, steely stare and almost vampiric aspects of his nature. But also could be warm because of the motherly warmth and comfort he gives off, he reminds me of a hearth.

Also we gotta talk about how tall this man probably is like legit. Like you always describe him as tall and slender but it didn’t hit me until today that this man is probably a beanstalk. So like he was a model at one point which lets me know that he’s at the very least 6-6’3 naturally, now imagine the heels along with it, I dunno I personally think with heels he may be taller than Monty which adds to the intimidation factor.

Omg and his HAIRRR!! I always wondered what his natural hair texture is like whenever he doesn’t do blowouts. Like does he have naturally straight, wavy or even curly hair, I personally think he would have straight or slightly wavy naturally but I dunno, what r ur thoughts (if you have any, it’s okay to keep these things vague if u want)

(One day I will draw him Omg as u can see I have completely hyper fixated on him if I was reader I would be in his walls fr 😔)

Ou shid i am the opposite of minding, PLEASE DO SEND MOARR it also feeds my brain rot

anyways,

Yves only wears jewelry if it completes his look or it can aid him in manipulating people somehow.

When it comes to his outfits, he would wear silver if his clothes that day have cool undertones, and gold if it's warm and deep-toned. Yves could be your thermometer, if he knew that you're most likely to overheat that day, he would stick to cool neutrals. If it's chilly, he would don warm colors. Likewise with his choices in jewelry. Numerous other factors will determine his fashion, but the strongest influence is the weather and how he could use it to his advantage, making him much more appealing to you.

Yves's fingers are generally free of rings unless you and he were married. Then the wedding band will only leave his finger during certain situations such as performing surgery on you or cooking your meals. When he was younger, one of his favorite rings to wear was the brass knuckle. It would be a determining factor whether he beats his opponent into a bloody pulp, or he becomes one. As he grew older, he swapped that out with a quieter, secret compartment ring. A dash of whatever poison he decided to fill up that day does wonders without the mess and effort of throwing repeated punches. Perhaps you're particularly rowdy that day and wouldn't listen to reason, a little sedative would do the trick.

He does wear earrings though, mostly Diamond studded earrings because large or hanging ones would be more likely to snag on his hair and something else. He learned the existence of earlobe reattachment surgery through the hard way when he forgot to remove his hoops before a fight. But it doesn't mean he would never rock bolder styles, just rarely. During periods when he would wear his hair up, you would most likely see him wear pendant earrings that elongate the appearance of his elegant neck. Yves's extensive collection of jewelry he collected over the decade means you never see him wear the same set twice.

His height was kept vague because it would give me a lot of freedom to play with how he holds you. But just remember that he could carry you with one arm under your rear, on his hip, like a child. And to get to your eye level, he has to kneel. The height of his heels definitely depends on his goal and your personality, perhaps you're intimidated by his height. So he wears kitten pumps around you. However, to everyone else? Stilettos with red bottoms all the way.

Yves can wear flats or shoes, but why should he have to? He has worn heels for so long that it's actually much more comfortable to move in those torture devices. If you handed him a 20-inch lobster heel, Yves would walk or even run around in it as if he were wearing a pair of comfortable sneakers. His footwear must have at least a minimum of 2 inches on its heels.

If you pay close attention when he's barefoot, he's walking on his toes; he would be completely silent when moving around. But he's barely seen without some sort of footwear, even his home slippers have some height to it. This is mostly to alert you of his presence, so you won't have a heart attack whenever he greets you with a kiss on the back of your head.

His hair is implied to be naturally straight; he needed to sleep in silk curlers to look effortlessly gorgeous the next day. For the longest time, he hated his hair for not maintaining shape whenever he tried heat curling it. He wore extensions and wigs, and Yves tried shaving it all off to 'reset' his hair- that was one of the rougher patches in life he went through, he has experienced it all. Yves spent a good fortune on hairspray back then, he probably contributed greatly to the puncturing of the ozone layer. He wanted volume, he wanted structure, but he either didn't have the knowledge or the means to achieve that. Eventually, though, he learned through trial and error, through endless magazines and even research projects on how to care for his hair to look like his ideal. It's much thicker, healthier, and shinier than that of his past.

You wouldn't need to be in his walls, it's dusty there and you would get electrocuted with all the wiring in it. Yves wants you to come out so you would be in his lap, while he types away on his laptop. It's much more comfortable there, he wouldn't mind staying in the same position for hours and hours on end.

Just as long as you're fed, cleaned, using the toilet enough, and sleeping well. Yves will let you hyper-fixate on him as much as he hyperfixates on you.

But he knew that you wouldn't be able to even come close to his level of obsession towards you. And that's fine with him.

[turtle-bun]

“This iteration of the Turtles and this iteration of the Turtles wouldn’t get along cuz of this!” “These two iterations wouldn’t get along because of that!”

FUCK YOU THEY ARE ALL BEST FRIENDS THAT SUPPORT EACH OTHER CUZ I SAY SO!!

(Please note I wrote this BEFORE watching Mutant Mayhem which is why they aren’t in it. I just forgot to post it lol 😅)

Rise!Leo: You all are so stern and serious. I feel like I should start being more stern and serious. Should I?

BatmanVs!Leo: Please don’t, it’ll be hell on your already waning mental health. /hj

Bayverse!Leo: I feel we need at least one funny Leo to break up the collective seriousness of the rest of us.

87 Leo: I thought me and my brothers counted as the “funny” version of all of us?

12 Leo: You guys are more of a “silly” version of us…sillier? Like the concept of turtles being ninjas is already silly as it is. Which there is nothing wrong with that, just that your cartoon logic is just very hard to keep up with sometimes.

87 Leo: That’s understandable.

Mirage Leo: I’m just jealous that you all get to be in color. Black and white gets so boring once you learn there’s color!

07 Leo: But your universe does have this cool graphic design to it that I’M very jealous of.

03 Leo: Of course, you fucking would be you dramatic edgelord. /j

07 Leo: I know the fucking EMO of the group did not just call me an edgelord! /j

Rise!Leo: Omg we love an E-girl!

12 Leo: *wheeze of laughter*

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87 Raph: I just don’t think it’s fair that you guys get to be tall, is all! It’s discrimination! /hj

12 Raph: Practically working against your own kind! /j

Rise!Raph: *snorts* I don’t think that’s a bodily function we can control you guys!

Bayverse!Raph: It was a conscious decision on my end.

Rise!Raph: *chokes with laughter*

87 Raph: You goddamn bastard! /j

Bayverse!Raph: Cope and seeth my dude.

07 Raph: Now look, 87 I know it’s very difficult, especially for you, but we gotta be the bigger person here.

87 Raph: I will kick your goddamn ass, kid!

03 Raph: Well, good for you in being the bigger person. I will continue to be small and petty my entire life!

*Collective snorting laughter from all Raphs*

87 Raph: No, no, wait! You are not allowed to be funnier than me!

03 Raph: Tough break, shorty, I have to have SOMETHING other than punching shit.

87 Raph: Take up knitting! I don’t care! Just keep away from my bit! That’s like my entire personality! /hj

03 Raph: See you joke about that but I am fucking GREAT at knitting!

Bayverse!Raph: Amen to that! I ain’t spend half my damn life in the Hashi and NOT be able to knit a fucking epic scarf!

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07 Donnie: Are you saying I worked a 9 to 5 job FOR NOTHING!

BatmanVs!Donnie: I honestly did not think that embezzling funds from rich corporate assholes plus the Shredder and his Foot Clan was an actual option we had!

12 Donnie: I am actually so mad that I did not think of that!

Rise!Donnie: Honestly, I didn’t think of it until like a few years back because our dad is still, somehow, getting royalties from his Lou Jitsu movie days. But I also have expensive taste in equipment and needed a little pocket change.

03 Donnie: I could have actually bought a Play Station when it came out instead of having to fix up the broken one Mikey found in the dump!

87 Donnie: I’m just now realizing how much stuff we had to make from scratch just because we couldn’t afford it.

Rise!Donnie: That’s true. But like also you guys still made a bunch of cool stuff with JUST junk you found! That’s amazing!

Bayverse!Donnie: Thanks but we could have made even cooler stuff if we had your type of funding. I mean, look at this shit! *excitingly pointing at Rise!Donnie’s battle shell*

Rise!Donnie: Please understand that YOU have made holo-screen, intercom, wrist watches, that connect to your motherboard home computer. All of which you MADE WITH JUNK! How is that not amazing?!

07 Donnie: Amazing for you probably. But if I were to do that shit myself I wouldn’t sleep for a week!

BatmanVs!Donnie: I second that! One sugar daddy please!

Rise!Donnie: *wheeze of laughter*

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03 Mikey: I still can't believe you met freaking BATMAN! Like holy shit dude!

12 Mikey: *sobbing* I’m so jealous! I’m forever jealous!

BatmanVs!Mikey: Yeah, it was pretty cool. But YOU (03 Mikey) met the entire Justice Force! And became a member! Your legacy was so awesome Silver Sentry’s grandson took up your name!

03 Mikey: Yeah but you road in the BATMOBILE and got to press all the buttons!

Bayverse!Mikey: *sulking on the floor* LIFE ISN’T FAIR AND I HATE IT HERE!

Rise!Mikey: *pouting* I never get to meet my heroes! And when I do they turn out to be insane!

12 Mikey: Bro same! Chris Brandford was just a giant jerk!

87 Mikey: Bugman was pretty cool, though maybe a little weird. Still, he was no Justice Force or Batman!

07 Mikey: *whining* I just want the life you have! Why does god ALWAYS have favorites?!

Ronin!Mikey: *dramatic sigh of jealousy* He truly does.

[delopsia]

Hello and welcome to "Del wants to ramble about the Outer Range season 2 trailer." I hope you're ready for a whole lot of nothing...

The CGI continues to remind us that it is, in fact, CGI. What the hell is this?

Flash scene of Wayne burning his damn house down. I'd know that bald spot anywhere.

Y'all already heard me ramble about this, but there's something wrong with this dinner scene. Aside from us knowing that the family is not together, there's one major oddity in the background.

Rhett's truck is an entirely different color.

That's his lightbar with the iconic four lights. Still a single-cab GMC Sierra. But Rhett's truck is blue. Not tan.

Wilder, we see Rhett's truck a few scenes later! You can even see how the hood is bent from hitting the billboard.

We finally confirm that Amy is 8. Even though the writer said she was 9...😑Brian Watkins, I had faith in you being correct. If you squint, you'll notice that Rhett's right hand is wounded. I doubt this stems from the rodeo because he always uses his left hand to hang on to the bull. The only injury we saw was to his left shoulder.

I'm taking the guess that up until now, Rhett likely didn't know that Amy went missing during the rodeo. Which may cause him to realize that Cecelia never abandoned him; she was just looking for Amy.

In the official Season 2 press notes, the following is mentioned: "After Amy's disappearance, Rhett is torn between his dreams of starting over somewhere new with Maria and being a dutiful son to Royal and Cecelia." So, I can assume that this might be what sets that into motion?

Offhanded, but this is SUCH a good look on her

MY TOUCH THEORY IS DOING THINGS. Look at Autumn's hand. Royal's touching the back of it, and as soon as he pulls away, the cute cosmic lights stop.

I'm so happy to see this random side character make a return. I was so nervous that she was one of those characters that appear for two minutes and that's it.

...this is a wild way for Joy to get in touch with her roots. But unfortunately for her, talking about it will more than likely get her a one-way trip to a psychiatrist.

Clyde is alive and well; bless him.

I've said it once, and I'll say it again. How the hell did Billy survive being shot through the neck??

and also

WAYNE? All it took was Billy feeding him a little bit of time powder and he's back to his old menacing ways. Meanwhile Luke looks like he lost part of his soul when that herd of buffalo ran him over.

Luke, what does this gesture mean. Strangle? Punch? My jaw hurts? And I assume this is Autumn we're seeing on the corner? Patricia maybe? I dunno.

Edit: I'm 99% sure that's Patricia.

PERRY YOU DAMN IDIOT. HAVE YOU LEARNED NOTHING FROM YOUR LAST BAR FIGHT?? I don't know who this other dude is but I hope he gets Perry square in the mouth <3 please I need to see Perry get his ass handed to him

This gives me so many thoughts. Rhett's shorter hair. He's a hand holder, your honor! Sentence him to a lifetime of snuggles and interlaced fingers!

So we know that for sure, Joy will somehow return to the present timeline. I don't know who could be driving this vehicle, but it looks a lot like the one that was sitting in the Tillerson's driveway in S1. We know Billy drives the older red vehicle, so this can either belong to Luke or Trevor.

Hear me out, hear me out. We can assume that the blonde woman is Autumn, considering the whole...cult thing. We've seen a handful of scenes of her with Luke in this trailer, so what if that's him holding her hand? That hat silhouette looks an awful lot like the one we saw in S1.

Alternatively, It can also be Rebecca and Perry, but I have no evidence to back this other than the blonde hair.

*in my best patrick star voice* WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE?

I cannot be convinced that this is a real scene. It's gotta be some kind of dream that Royal is having, especially when you take note of the little white things floating around. It gives a sort of dreamy effect.

THIS IS SHERRIF JOY! Not only is the outfit the same in the following scene (not the one of her running lmao, that's just to show you what the gun looks like), but you can see the gun on her hip.

The hand on Rhett's throat is smaller than his is. Look how thick his fingers are compared to the mystery ones. I'm betting my left foot that this is a female character doing this to him. Autumn and Rebecca are on my list of suspects.

But also, what the hell is he looking at? Never once is he looking at the person doing this to him; he's looking at something behind the camera. Baby, what did they do to you this season?? 😭

I hit my picture limit, but Wayne (I think) diving into the hole made me giggle. He picked such an iconic pose.

Someone says quote "Time reveals all." But I don't think we've heard this voice before?? Who the hell is speaking?

This final shot is insane. Don't know who is coming out, presumably Perry or Wayne, but you could ABSOLUTELY spin Outer Range as a horror if you really wanted to. The elements are all there; they just need a little reworking!

[worldsokayestmagicalgirl]

The first batch of pictures for Amoré's character journal are here! Also I have been so super sick that I've literally had nothing to do but to work on this for like almost 2 weeks so...

The cover to cover tour officially starts here. All I can say about the front & back is that I lament my lack of experience with my Cricut when I made these decals. I only had 2 "fun" colors to work with at the time & I was still getting comfortable drawing in Procreate, so my silhouette art leaves a lot to be desired compared to some stuff I've made recently. I also found it's incredibly easy to burn this leather book.

But she's volume one, everything with her is a learning experience, & I realized as much as it helps to have a mini heat press for tight corners & small spaces, the cloth barrier they suggest you use between the vinyl & the iron tends to make things harder to press on this scale. So instead I gotta quickly tap straight on the transfer film & hope I don't burn anything around it :(´◦ω◦｀):ﾟﾟ

So at the risk of thoroughly exposing my inner theater kid, Amoré set the precedent with how I went forward creating campaign characters. I started off collecting 5 songs to make a mini story arc (almost like a show choir set list 🙃) that helps me figure out an outline for the kind of story I wanna give them.

Somehow Amoré ended up with a truly horrendous blend of rock & theatre. Absolutely incredibe. No wonder she's always such a dramatic bitch.

It was a lot easier to go in & add little decals around these lyrics. I'm definitely cursed with the Too Much™ gene, but I enjoy the little pops of color they give ✨ plus it justifies me hoarding all these vinyl scraps printing stuff this small lol.

Stat sheet!

In all honesty, as my first character I had no fucking clue what I was doing when I placed these & if I could go back & change one thing I'd probably swap her Intelligence & her Wisdom. She’s definitely more people smart than book smart.

But everything else is...very accurate. She has all the upper body strength of a chicken nugget. Plus on top of the (already) negative I traded disadvantage on everything DEX for magic crystal shoes that can be periodically harvested. Just a way for her to carry around the family fortune without actually having to return to the vault✨

For something that started so average, her CON became a monster & always comes in clutch for her alcohol tolerance. I've played variations of her across a few different one shots & I always manage to roll well for anything alcohol related. The dice do respect a bit 🤣

Spells on the other hand, I floundered with a lot at first because we’re not a combat heavy game, but then I found Chaos Bolt & that was that. It’s essentially Amoré in spell form & I’ve had a ton of fun with it over the years. Also Mage Armor cuz my girl is SO DISTRESSINGLY SQUISHY.

Cantrips were more or less a bit of a toss up. Message was fun for the sheer idea of her using it to talk shit during social events without being caught. But aside from Light serving fun backstory purposes the other 3 are kinda just what looked fun ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ unless you count the idea that she would absolutely delight in zapping handshakes.

From there, I wanted to extend the world map made by our wonderful DM @cappierong into a full scroll. Ya know, for the aesthetic ✨

Our campaign started in Civania, where Amoré's main Estate is. I just wanted a quick mock up to reference, so I edited a preexisting picture I found that checked all the boxes (large, on a plateau, accessible only by bridge) and then absolutely smothered it in flowers.

But anyways... This is primarily where Diana & Amoré grew up together in their decade of backstory ✨

There was probably waaaay to much back & forth trying to keep the continuity between stuff I've already drawn & this big reference. But I think it turned out pretty ok? Not like if I make a mistake anyone will really know lol.

Scaling was also another big issue I had, & I moments where I thought something was too big I just kinda handwaved it away like "ehhhhh she's from a stupid rich family." But now I have a NEED to draw baby Diana & Amoré around like, the statue gardens or something cuz I feel like certain parts of this place are definitely ominous 👀 especially for children...

And lastly we have the back cover & the High Noble political relationship map! I normally have this closer to the front but for layout purposes it'll be here. I kinda feel like I need to do more for the decoration of it but I can’t think of anything else to add at the moment.

Sam if u read that no you didn't.

But now! Other than a family portrait that I've always wanted to draw, I think I'm ready to move onto the art for Season 1 : Arc 2. It's a pretty hefty amount of art in comparison to others, so I gotta get busy. Especially since I think I'm gonna have to draw a few comics *sobs*

If you made it this far, thanks so much for reading! I'm always excited to talk out our little idiots so thanks for indulging me ❀(*´▽`*)❀

[gaviicreates]

Gavii Learns Stuff - Colorwork and also FFXIV

I don't know colorwork, so naturally I'm making G'raha Tia's Endwalker scarf. Oh, and I'm also primarily a crocheter, so let's plan to knit it instead.

I have no self control when inspiration strikes, and also I like to learn by doing, so here we are - this'll be my journey.

Step 1: Screenshot the hell out of Raha

Can we talk a moment about how strange this scarf design is? Not the colorwork, but the actual structure of this strange piece of material.

The main center design drapes down from his right shoulder to his left, then down the front, but then the opposite length somehow wraps, then pivots to turn right back down the same shoulder. There's gotta be a button or something, and even with the twine or rope that's clearly keeping everything together, I can't figure out the full construction of this one. If inspo strikes along the way we'll see, but for now I think I plan to just make a full scarf, and worst case, it can be knotted on the the left shoulder to create the effect where the two length drape down the same side in the front and back.

We can make it work. But, darling, your scarf makes no sense.

Step 2: Study the design, draft, re-draft, rinse repeat

I'm not accustomed to making my own graph patterns, or patterns in general, but I guess the concept is what it is. Make the thing into pixels and color code?

I got to work in Excel, copy & pasted. Compared it to the scarf, and tried again. Then once I figured out the general shape, the hardest part was figuring out what repeat would work for both the bottom design and the main in order to have everything flow.

There will end up being quite the length of stockinette in grey between designs. I haven't yet figured out how far I want to go, so that's another thing we'll be winging.

My plan is to work the pattern in the round to create a scarf tube, so this can be two sided to account for some of the fabric waving I think is going on Once complete I can sew up the ends and add the fringe.

Step 3: Yarn and Go

I'm writing this having started the project already, so I think if I make this again in the future I might go down to a DK weight. The pattern is working, and I think it will be fine, but it will be a big scarf - somewhere between a scarf width and a shawl width. My pattern might end up a bit bigger than anticipated, overall. That said - I am using a value acrylic in worsted weight - JOANN's Big Twist in Titanium, Varsity Gold, and Black.

For the first few rows I was figuring out the tension for my floats, because while I did actually practice with a different yarn and needle size for a bit, who has time for swatching? Remember that jumping right into a project thing I like to do?

Yeah, I did that again.

Thanks for coming on my THIRD ffxiv project! I'm excited for this one, and I am so glad it's going to be such a good one to learn from. I know I haven't posted too much lately, but I promise - I'm always crafting.

[fandomsniper]

so this is my take on human Caine

keep in mind that this is all my headcanons and imagination, and I'm going with the theory that he is an AI and he wasn't a human before

(again it's my hc!) also minor tw for drvg mention

so going with that logic, man is an AI, for his whole life all he was, was lines of numerical codes and suddenly he's thrown into this world and becomes a human, as we all are aware a human body needs to comply to the laws of physics, biology, etc., it has needs that need to be taken care of for it to function right which an AI in a digital world doesn't need to do so imo all of that had to mess with his head a lot, I think that there is a high possibility that he would experience some kind of body dysphoria, he would feel that this isn't HIS body, that something isn't right, something doesn't fit etc., that would be pretty logical

complete change of how his brain operates (idk what he had as an AI but let's also call it a brain lol), human body operates on five basic senses, which is something that he didn't have to submit to, the list of "senses" he had as an AI in a digital world is probably long as fuck and now he has to lean on only five basic ones? that gotta suck and be absolutely difficult (which should be obvious, imagine suddenly becoming blind or deaf, now you need to learn to operate with even less senses than you had, fucking sucks), back in the digital world he could do practically everything with little effort and now? he is limited by this human body/world and all the laws it needs to obey

still on those senses, I think they are all over the place because of the sudden change so he would be prone to sensory overloads or something like that

he literally needs to learn all social rules, written and unwritten, and overall the basis our world works on, which we had YEARS to learn about as we grew up, and yeah as an AI he had some info about humans and our world 'cause he had direct contact with us back in the digital world but it wouldn't be even close to enough to live here among us (heh) completely out of nowhere

because of all of this, I think that he would be a total train wreck and he would be very prone to fall into some unhealthy habits, like for example imo he could easily get addicted to drugs (idk what kind tho), he takes some pills and he can "get back" to his old life at least for a moment? sign him up! for that short period of time, he could feel "right" again, he could have control again [I'm also leaning towards the idea that he could develop some kind of control issues considering who he was back in the digital world as an AI], drugs give you a high which on you can imagine/hallucinate/feel a lot of things so yeah, he could easily get addicted to those, especially if his trips would revolve around him being back in his digital world, his home

and nope, it's not me projecting onto my fav character yet again, not at all (I'm a big liar)

but fr tho, I think it would make sense if he actually was an AI who was never a human and somehow he got out of the digital world with all circus crew

and I made a visual of him in a picrew! (if anyone will want it, I will drop the link to it)

I made some small adjustments in ibis paint lol, like the eye color and the roughly drawn Glasgow smile scars (for some reason it just fits him??? cause he was literally all teeth and it connected in my brain??? idk but my mental imagine of him as a human has those scars, can't do anything about it) + a bit longer lines under his eyes

he would look like he's in his really late 20's or early 30's

bonus, cause I found that t-shirt in the maker lol, Jax gave it to him

a playlist I made and some footnotes with fun hcs

he would love the movie "The Greatest Showman", can't tell me otherwise

I think he wouldn't have a specific music taste, no specific genre etc. but I think he would enjoy music from 80's and 2000's

he cried watching Bambi

his fav candy is Skittles

for the first two weeks the only thing he would eat was any variation of buttered bread, breakfast? toast with butter, dinner? buttered bread with salt, supper? toast with butter but this time with no crust, he would have continued this if Ragatha didn't step in and practically force feed him scrambled eggs one morning and then continued to do so with other foods until he stopped eating just bread

he likes Lady Gaga

he's not allowed caffeine, under any circumstances, never again, the circus gang decided that as a group

surprisingly, he enjoys horror movies

Jax showed him that one video of car driving through the hills (iykyk), he fell out of his chair

his room is very cluttered, messy but in this artsy-homey way

he picks on his skin a lot, especially when he's nervous and because of that his hands are covered in band-aids

he once saw Zooble smoke and asked if he can try, now he joins Zooble on "smoke breaks" because he picked on the habbit, Zooble kinda feels bad about it

[twig-tea]

Get To Know Me Tag

Tagged by @telomeke @lurkingshan @my-rose-tinted-glasses @he-is-lightning-in-a-bottle and @hyeoni-comb thank you all! 💕

Do you make your bed?

I like a messy bed, it feels more welcoming to me somehow. The only time I make my bed is when I'm without heat and it's winter, then you gotta do it to keep in any residual warmth! But normally I'd rather keep everything loose.

What’s your favorite number?

I....don't think I have one? Is this a thing people have, how do you choose?

What is your job?

I manage a team of Product Owners in the Operations division of a multinational company. In other words, I go to a lot of meetings.

If you could go back to school, would you?

Absolutely not. Beyond the fact that I was formerly a substantive editor of university textbooks, which included both editing the textbook content and sometimes writing their ancillaries (tests, powerpoint slides, etc.) so it feels like I took first-year Sociology at least ten times, I just don't love formalized education. I love learning but on my own terms and at my own pace.

Can you parallel park?

I can't drive at all! Technically I learned how, took lessons and everything, but never got my license.

A job you had that would surprise people?

Hmm. I was a call center person for half a day, it was terrible and I left without getting paid for the work I did because I was so eager to get out of there I didn't want to fight them for my pay (even though I needed the money which is why I was there in the first place). I hate phone calls, I can't hear well on the phone, and it was clear the call center script was designed to be exploitative. It was one of the worst jobs for me I could have taken lol

Do you think aliens are real?

I think it's extremely likely!

Can you drive a manual car?

Nope, even when I learned, it was only on an automatic.

What’s your guilty pleasure?

I'm not guilty about it but I can decimate an entire family size mac and cheese when I'm feeling down.

Tattoos?

I have 3 tattoos; one on each foot and one on the back of my neck. They form a rainbow.

Favorite color?

Blue-green! The shade of preference for any given moment varies, but anything in the region from mint to aqua to teal to turquoise will do; I love them all.

Favorite type of music?

My music taste varies widely but the common denominators are 1) fast tempo or upbeat, 2) solid harmonies, and 3) if there's a tempo or key change I am doubly sold.

Do you like puzzles?

Love puzzles of all kinds. I have a collection of jigsaw puzzles I do regularly, and word puzzles, logic puzzles, sudoku type stuff is all very fun. I don't make a lot of time for them but I do them occasionally and always enjoy it.

Any phobias?

I am afraid of falling. Not heights, but falling. The difference is: I can lean over the railing at the top of a 20-storey building or walk on a glass floor over a big drop and just feel a minor thrill, but am terrified to the point of maybe crying if I have to balance on a single step of a ladder or walk across a patch of ice. I had several brushes with death related to falling when I was a kid, and a few bad falls that caused injury as an adult, so it makes sense. Luckily I am pretty tall so I rarely have to do any kind of ladder-ing!

Favorite childhood sport?

American-style tackle football. We used to play at lunch on the pavement because the soccer kids got the field; we played in all seasons including snow, and we did it for love of the sport. I loved it a lot.

Do you talk to yourself?

Occasionally I'll provide a little commentary on what's happening aloud to myself; but I don't really have fully conversations.

What movies do you adore?

I have loved a lot of movies in my time! A few random ones that come to mind right now because I've been thinking about them for whatever reason are Saving Face (2004), Monster (2023), Practical Magic (1998), Moonlight (2016), and Clue (1985).

Coffee or tea?

Despite my username being a type of tea, in this as in all things I am a perfect Kinsey 3. Love both equally and drink a ton of both (coffee more regularly, tea in greater volume).

First thing you wanted to be growing up?

Lifeguard, I think! And then when I was in elementary school I wanted to edit textbooks (I was that kid who got annoyed whenever there were mistakes), so I did actually get to do my childhood dream job.

No pressure tags just going with vibes based on who I've interacted with recently (if you've done this already tag me in the comments!): @rocketturtle4 @visualtaehyun @sollucets @troubled-mind @jimmysea @ginnymoonbeam

[roominthecastle]

so....... RA 301, "Lone Wolf"

high points:

• the two Greys (a middle manager and a trainee acc. to the end credits lmao) tackling human abduction logistics - "Well, you got the 'leave him inside the house' part right." LOL I'm currently in my UFO/UAP phase again, so this little moment (along w/ that hangar full of retrieved alien spacecrafts) was a treat. This whole abduction storyline continues to simultaneously creep me out and delight me to no end. It's an odd but good feeling, and I'm excited to see how it plays out. FINALLY they made me interested in Ben & Kate again -- already one major improvement over last season.

• Alan Tudyk. In a suit. Thank you.

• the interactions btw Sheriff Mike & Deputy Liv retain their golden status. I just love them.

Mike: Look, there goes a damn government drone watching us right now. Liv: I think that's just some mustard on the window. Mike: That's what they want you to think. You gotta trust no one, Deputy. Head on a swivel. You ain't never really safe until you learn to look behind yourself. Go ahead, watch your back. Go ahead. Do it.

• Kevin and her lil' kitty towel awww

• "I had to stop because of you. I will always have to stop because of you." !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! this is the stuff I'm here for. It reminded me of Hannibal: Tell me, Clarice. Would you ever say to me, "Stop? If you love me, you'd stop"?

The feelings, guys... the feelings I have are MANY and STRONG

but:

In general, Harry's characterization continues to frustrate me. We get a reminder how "going it alone" is hard-wired into his DNA. Even the two Greys are a brief counterpoint to this, presented as a team, supporting each other. But Harry still has to keep re-learning -- or more like re-realizing -- the basic tenet that confiding in Asta is the way to go, and we're already in S3. It just feels needlessly repetitive at this point. And hand-waving his behavior w/ "oh he just has the amorality of a child" is so... thin, such a basic cop-out. I know that emotional maturation is built on a long series of missteps, many repeated ones, but please let some stuff stick already so it can be built upon and keep things fresh. We have seen just how much development Harry's capable of in the character of Goliath. He is the best (a future) version of Harry and I'd really like to see him start moving in that direction now instead of coloring over the same lines ad nauseam.

That being said, the glorious clusterfck that is his relationship with Asta remains to be so fascinating. His alien core keeps crashing against his feelings for her and amidst all my frustration these moments somehow keep hitting the right sweeeet twisted spot for me????? I mean, apparently, he violated the Galactic Federation Charter 3 times already - for her. He def betrayed his own species - for her. First he was willing to save Earth - for her, now he would let the whole planet burn - for her. He then contemplates killing her to stop the fracture of his very being only to screech to a halt by her bed -- all of which is just...... WOW. He is so torn and confused yet so viscerally attached to her. He first calls her his kryptonite, then his Lois Lane. His core instinct is to protect her now and then try to fumble his way back to his mission, which is a complete 180 to how he behaved originally. So we def have development, I just wish they stopped trying to drown this precious nuance in a caricature. We have gold here, writers, let it shine.

[p1nk-syr1nge]

Hey I think ur writing is like really cool and nice !!!!

can I get some platonic hcs about the mercs with a friend who randomly gets scars and they dunno how they got them ? (Sorry if it’s weird D;)

HELLOO!!! mwah ofc!! 😚

AND TYSM<3333

Scout

Barely notices, but when he does isn’t really surprised because he gets them too.

Oh just a bunch of random minor cuts ‘n bruises? That’s ok… No big whoop. Infact look at this cool scrape that came outta nowhere yesterday.

At the end of the day you both kinda have a routine of patching each other up because Medic is tired of seeing your silly asses in his medbay.

Soldier

Not phased one bit…

Go get yourself taken care of, cadet you need to be in tip top shape.

Will patch it himself if it’s bothering him enough…

Has also learned that he has to do this frequently and just carrie’s bandaids in his pockets for you.

Pyro

Gets a little worried about you.

You must be incredibly clumsy and careless and they’ll probably scold you kindly.

They’re always dragging you to Medic to get fixed but other times they’ll just do it themselves if he’s busy.

Expect lots of colorful bandaids. To help you feel better of course!

Demoman

Your cluelessness concerns him!

But you don’t seem to be severely hurt or in obvious pain so you must be ok…

Still, he’ll find himself wiping the blood off a cut on your face quite often.

Probably licks his thumb to get the dried blood off like dad.

Tbh with the amount of shenanigans you both get into the “unknown scars” can be quite frequent.

Heavy

He is no stranger to cleaning scrapes and scars.

He did this with his sisters a lot…. they were quite reckless.

He might coddle you a bit… It’s sweet but you have to tell him you’re ok.

Doesn’t like seeing you hurt but you seem to be rather chill with it.

Engineer

Gently scolds you to be more careful.

Does the thumb licking dad thing as well… a little unhygienic but it’s fine guys.

Has a medkit in his toolbox and made sure there were extra bandaids for you.

If you want he’ll get ones with with patterns ‘n characters on it.

Might kiss it better if he’s feeling particularly nice…..

Medic

Oh you miserable, poor creature.

Surely this means you need an amputatio- what? Fine…

Not annoyed at you, just at how oblivious you are to your surroundings.

How do you not know what happened? Ah well, he’ll just use his medigun and shop you off with a firm pat on the head.

Cares a lot. But is like a scolding mother a lot of times.

Sniper

Won’t do much. He gets them all the time. No big deal…

Although will encourage you to wash it so there’s no infection.

Though he’s convinced you’re clumsy and will be a little more wary of your surroundings for you.

You don’t know where you got that cut? He does he watches it happen. Did not say a thing because you gotta learn somehow…

Spy

Where did you get these? You are very odd to him.

Will probably poke ‘n prod at them just to see you wince or any kind of reaction.

Its a little funny to him. Stupid asshole….

After he’s done teasing you about it he’ll clean your scars and make sure you’re all patched up.

[chris-hallelujah]

Think Later | c.s.

Summary: Song fic to Think Later by Tate McRae. Reader meets Fratboy!Chris at a bar while in town visiting her sister leading to a night of rendezvous.

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: foul language, underage drinking, fake ID use, smut, oral (f receiving), p in v (protected), dom!Chris MDNI

A/N: this is my second time writing this story because it somehow accidentally deleted last night when I went to post it so if it seems rushed that’s why! All ideas are my own and I do not consent to anyone posting this on another platform. If using for inspo please give credit <3

- Billie

♪ Met you at a night out in Boston. Put your hand on my thigh in the Commons. Been drinking something blue, turn my phone off, 'cause if it's not you, I don't wanna talk. Live now, think later, I do it so well ♪

You had flown into Boston earlier that day to visit your sister, Maya, who is a student at Boston University. A sister weekend was what you both desperately needed after a long few months of school, drama, and being a part. It was Friday night as you both walked through the commons to get to the bar. You were accompanied by her roommate and some other friends you hadn't met before tonight. The smell of alcohol and sweat slapped you in the face as you all walked in the doors of the bar. Leaning against a wall, you pulled some cash out of your purse and handed it to Maya. "Wait here, I'll grab you a drink," Maya said as she took the money and walked with her friends towards the bar. You surveyed your surroundings; colorful lights, loud music, girls grinding on guys on the dance floor. Maya returned a few minutes later with a neon blue drink and handed it to you.

"What is this?" you asked. Anything that brightly colored couldn't be good for you.

She shrugged, "Not sure, I just told him to surprise me," she said taking a sip of her own blue drink. "Come on, let's go dance!" Maya exclaimed grabbing your hand and leading you to the dance floor. You turned to make sure your friends were following you. As you turned back forward, you crashed into someone and your drink flew out of your hand.

"My bad, kid, you alright?" a male voice said to you. You looked up at the gorgeous man in front of you.

"Holy shit. I- I'm sorry," you mumbled out. Maya laughing at how flustered you were.

"Can I buy you another drink?" he asked. You nodded as your eyes locked with his piercing blue ones.

"Uh, yea that would be great. You should know, though, I'm only twenty..." You said, feeling your face heat up. He let out a chuckle.

"Come on, ma, you think anyone in here has a real ID?" he smirked, gesturing to the crowd of people around you. He wasn't wrong, you were in a college town after all.

The man, who you learned was named Chris, had gotten you a new drink and you both were sat at a high top table. His hand sat on your thigh as he leaned close to hear you over the loud music. "So, you go to school here?" you questioned, taking a sip of your drink.

He nodded, "Yea, I'm a sophomore. We're out tonight for one of my frat buddy's 21st. What about you?"

"I'm just in town visiting my older sister. I go to school in Philly," you explained. A couple of Chris' frat buddies approached the table. Your phone buzzed in your pocket. It was probably Maya checking in on how things were going. Without looking, you turned your phone off.

♪ Don't know if it's been a minute or an hour. Kinda cute when you're bribing the bouncer. Gotta make a quick stop at the ATM I know you won't make me pay, but I'll just pretend. Dance with your hand in my back pocket. Just give me your beating heart, I'll stop it, boy. Don't lie, I know you want it, yeah. Live now, think later, I do it so well. ♪

"We're headed next door, ya comin'?" One of them asked Chris. He turned to you with a raised eyebrow. Was this a good idea? Live for the now. You nodded, happy that Chris took your opinion into consideration. He grabbed your hand and you both followed the group of guys outside and to the bar next door. There was a small line to get in but it moved decently fast. As you got closer to the door, your breath hitched in your throat seeing a sign that read 21+.

"Chris, I'm not gonna be able to get in," you whispered to him. A bit of disappointment in your voice as you feared this is where you and Chris would split ways for the night.

"Relax, ma, I got it," he assured as you reached the bouncer. Chris flashed him his fake ID and the bouncer gave him a nod.

"What about you?" the tall man asked looking down at you. Chris pulled out a $20 bill and handed it to the bouncer.

"This is for her, boss," Chris said quietly. The bouncer took it and nodded at you both. Chris led you inside and brought you to the dance floor. His hand went to the back pocket of your jeans and he spun you towards him. (for those who need a visual) He held you close as you swayed your hips to the music. The two of you danced for a bit as the DJ played a nice set. He leaned down and whispered in your ear, "You're going to be the death of me. Let's get out of here yea?" You smirked looking up at him.

"Your place? I don't think my sister would be too pleased if I brought you back to her place," You said, laughing softly.

He shook his head, "I've got a better idea than bringing you back to some shitty frat house." He nodded towards the door and you followed him out. As you waited outside for the Uber, you got $20 from the ATM. Chris watched you and laughed, "That better not be to pay me back, kid. I don't want your money." You smiled and tucked the money into your purse as the Uber pulled up.

♪ Laughing in the backseat of the black car. It's not a good night if you don't take it too far. My friends got scared, and they called the cops, but I'm just at the Ritz with the door locked. Live now, think later, I do it so well. ♪

Chris' hand found home around your waist as you sat in the back of the Uber, sharing kisses and drunken giggles. A bit later, you felt the car stop and Chris helped you out. You stood in front of the Ritz-Carlton. "Chris, oh my god! Are you nuts?" you laughed, turning to face him.

"Don't worry, ma, I got connections," he smirked leading you inside. It wasn't long before you were pinned up against the door in your hotel room. Chris placed kisses along your jaw line. A soft moan left your lips as you tilted your head to give him more access. His hand grabbed your chin as he stared into your eyes.

"Be careful, Christopher, or I may start to think you have a crush on me," you teased. A low laugh escaped him as he slipped his hands under your thighs. You wrapped your legs around his waist and he brought you over to the bed. He threw you against the mattress and a gasp escaped you.

Chris leaned down, close to your face, "I'd definitely say I've got a crush." You pulled his face to yours and kissed him passionately. Your tongues fought for dominance. A few minutes later, both of your clothes were tangled in a pile on the floor. Chris' was leaving a trail of sloppy kisses down your body. He started at your neck. Then, made sure to give your tits special attention. His hand on one as his tongue twirled around on the other. You were breathless at this point.

"Chris," you whined, "do something." He laughed softly against your skin as his mouth traveled down your stomach to your hip. You bucked your hips involuntarily, desperate for some sort of touch.

"So wet for me already," he teased as a finger slid up your folds. A shiver flew down your spine. Chris' placed a flat tongue against your clit and you groaned, closing your legs around his head. "Ah ah easy there," he mumbled against your core. One arm placed across your hips and thighs to hold your legs open as his tongue worked mercilessly where you needed him most. Not long later, he slipped a finger into your entrance and curled it, hitting your sweet spot.

"Fuck- Chris! I'm gonna cum," you moaned out, throwing your head back. Suddenly, the sensations stopped and you whined.

"Patience, baby girl," he smirked, licking his finger clean. He got up and pulled a condom from his wallet. He rolled it on with ease and walked back over to you. "As much as I love lookin' at your pretty face, roll over," he demanded. He flipped you over by your hips and you yelped. Chris pushed the upper part of your body down and held your wrists together behind you. He gripped your thighs and pulled your waist to his. He used his free hand to come up and leave a sharp sting on your ass. He smirked and pushed into you without warning. You both moaned loudly as he pumped into you at a steady pace. "Goddamn, ma, takin' me so well, huh?" he groaned, watching where your bodies connected. A string of moans and curse words filled the air. "You gonna cum with me, pretty girl?" he asked. You nodded vigorously, unable to get words out as you came undone all over his cock. He followed right behind you as he moaned your name. Music to your ears.

After getting cleaned up, you lay in bed next to him. It had finally dawned on you that you turned your phone off hours ago and never turned it back on. The bright screen lit up your face as dozens of missed calls and texts came through. Most of them were from Maya and your friends, but there were a few that stood out to you, Mom meaning Maya had called your parents. Eh, I’ll think about it later. You sat your phone back down on the bedside table and curled into Chris’ chest, falling asleep quickly.

♪ Don't worry 'bout, don't think about. I ain't stressing 'bout not a fucking thing. Don't worry 'bout, don't think about. I ain't stressing 'bout not a fucking thing. Live now, think later, I do it so well. Live now, think later, I do it so well. Fall hard, heart breaker, I want him, oh well. Live now, think later, I do it so well. ♪