#i hope this website blows up actually <3

[leofrith]

i am late but... din djarin for character asks? (i just want to know what fan takes are the worst asjksjks)

oh GODDDDDDDD never in my life have i wanted a character i love to get killed off so badly. jesus christ 💔

a song that reminds me of them: lonely feelings by love supreme

what they smell like: sweat and gunpowder. or whatever the star wars blaster equivalent of gunpowder is lmao

an otp: luke and omera!!! also boba is neat

a notp: i never want to see mayfeld on my screen ever again, love and light. also i've already talked about it but bo-katan could have been good if it had been executed with the bare minimum amount of care. but it wasn't. so when it inevitably happens in the finale this week i will not be coping.

favorite platonic/familial relationships: grogurt!!!! also the armorer and big brother paz. rip king gone too soon. also the din and ahsoka friendship that exists in my head. ❤️

a headcanon that is popular in the fandom but that i disagree with: girl....... so many. the way a ton of people in this fandom reduce his character to some vaguely sexist, hypermasculine badass who is aggressive all the time for no reason is so irritating. the sheer amount of fics that portray him as some kind of daddy dom or spicy latin lover stereotype is gross and it makes me actually insane. at worst, it's just fucking racist and at best, it's an extremely reductive way of looking at an otherwise very interesting character. there is a truly staggering amount of fic that is obvious, thinly-veiled p*dro pascal rpf that is only using the vague idea of din's character as proof that it's not actually rpf. and the fact that there is no way to reliably filter any of it because people refuse to tag their shit accordingly just makes it worse. this certainly isn't to say that this is an issue confined solely to x reader spaces. i know for a fact that a ton of dinluke writers do this too, which is why i rarely interact with the fandom anymore. also, the lack of nuance when people talk about din's faith is truly awe inspiring. people will see din's clan say "this is the way" and religiously cover their faces and will call it cult behaviour without a hint of critical thought. ah yes, cults, which are famous for letting their members come and go as they please and also teaching their members to be self sufficient. those cults. sure. anyway... i could go on for ages. but i'll finish this off with the fact that yesterday i saw someone say that din in a modern au would be a casually homophobic catholic, which aged me 10 years. do not watch star wars. never ever watch star wars.

the position they sleep in: canonically sleeps in a tiny ball in full armour to fit into his tiny bed on the razor crest (rip razor crest), in the pilot's seat with his arms crossed like a dad falling asleep in his recliner after dinner, or on his back like this:🧍‍♂️ that man has back problems i know he does.

a crossover au i’d love to see them in: i think that din and eivor would get along very well if they existed in the same universe. something about the shared sense of honour and their inability to pass by random people in need. but din as an assassin could also be very fun. me putting assassin's creed characters in star wars aus 🤝 me putting star wars characters in assassin's creed aus. i love bad media <3

my favorite outfit they’ve ever worn: he only has one!!! actually that's a lie, there was the stormtrooper disguise on morak (episode of all time) and the two iterations of his armor. i'm gonna go with his beskar armour but specifically when he has his helmet off while saying goodbye to grogu in the s2 finale. we could have had at least half a season of him looking like this while separated from his son. pathetic wet cat looking man. look at what they took from us.

send me a character and i will answer these questions!

[hannieehaee]

ENDLESSLY (teaser)

18+ / mdi

summary: despite not having a large audience, jungkook's camboy career prevailed with the hopes that someday he'd make enough money to finally leave his dead-end job. what happens when one of his admirers offers to make that dream come true?

content: camboy!jungkook x trustfundbaby!reader, jungkook is shy, jungkook is a faceless camboy with a very small audience, reader is younger than jk, kind of pathetic!jungkook, reader is rich and very confident, slowburn (kind of), afab reader, smut, camming, masturbation (m receiving), oral (f receiving), dry humping, penetrative sex, etc.

(^ no actual content warnings in the teaser)

wc: 2126 (teaser); 12.7k (full fic)

RELEASE DATE: june 28th

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a/n: this took me forever to finish lol i hope its any good at all</3

masterlist | kofi/patreon

"Well, that's it for today guys, thanks for watching."

With an awkward chuckle, Jungkook reached out to his computer screen and shut the laptop closed, groaning just as he stopped being out of earshot.

233 viewers.

It wasn't much, but it was enough to give Jungkook the hope that maybe someday he'd be able to find pride in the number. Maybe his streams would blow up in views overnight one of these days – the hope prevailed. It had been a month since he hit the 200's, now garnering an average of 250 viewers per stream.

It was quite embarrassing to him sometimes. There were instances in which he'd finish a stream and regain full consciousness of his actions, becoming embarrassed at the knowledge of strangers watching him cum — of them hearing his voice and his whimpers as he played it up for their entertainment — and of him not even being able to make a living out of it.

He had to stay creative, sometimes finding scripts online that he'd read out to his viewers while he jerked off, playing the role of a subby coworker or a dominant childhood friend in order to keep his audience engaged (and maybe incite one or two to send money his way). Other times, he'd simply ramble about his life (but never get too specific) whilst he let himself lose control on camera.

Jungkook never once showed his face, only ever giving people glimpses at the tattoos decorating his arm and of his cock as it stood against his abs. The most he'd ever shown had been a small view of his lips before the camera's frame cut off.

He liked it this way.

In reality, he was too shy to ever be outspoken about doing such a thing, which was why no one in his life knew about it. He didn't judge anyone who enjoyed camming, but he was simply too self-conscious to do such a thing. Despite being aware of how handsome people thought him to be, he had never been too forward when it came to sex, much less this.

This had all started a little over a year ago, when he'd come across a few cammers on Twitter late into the night. Going on their accounts out of sheer curiosity, he realized that they each had a large following, not only on Twitter, but also on camming websites. Some of them even had their Patreons and PayPal accounts linked to their accounts, amassing even more revenue from these third party websites on top of their income from the camming sites. This was what mainly caught his attention.

Part of him felt bad about being on it solely for the money, but he was beyond desperate. And so he held the false hope that he'd somehow have the same luck as them and create an income out of this.

As someone who had only recently graduated university, having found no luck in his field, Jungkook had to resort to applying to jobs he felt were below his level of expertise. Having no connections in his field and no call-backs from employers, he found himself working a part time at a gas station accompanied by a part time at a grocery store. Both jobs were miserable to him.

The jobs themselves were not horrible, but attempting to manage both schedules and both sets of responsibilities was slowly weighing down on him. His coworkers were also not the best to be around. And did he mention the commute to each establishment? That part ate up at his days drastically, leaving him with almost no time for rest.

Jungkook knew that he should've given up on camming a long time ago. Hell, he'd made a grand total of $876 dollars in the past year he'd been at it. That would be a laughable amount to all the cammers that had inspired him into taking such a profession. But he didn't have any other prospects. Even as he worked his two jobs and cammed, he continued to search for more fulfilling (and better paying) employment, but was unable to ever even get any callbacks.

And so now he found himself doing about three streams per week, getting more and more discouraged each time he'd end a stream with the same low number of viewers.

With yet another sigh, Jungkook got up to go clean himself up, lethargic in his movements due to both the physical and mental exhaustion of having worked all day, only to come back home for a lowly appreciated stream.

Coming back from a much needed hot shower, he did his usual skin care before heading back to bed, where he had been recording just now. For a moment he pondered whether he should go to sleep now in order to get ready for work early next morning or to indulge in watching some anime as a reward for the tiring day.

Going for the latter, he opened his computer back up, sighing again when he remembered he hadn't closed the tab in which he'd been camming.

But before he could actually tap out of it, something caught his attention, making his eyes widen more than he thought possible.

burner98 donated $1,000

This must've been some sort of mistake. Right? Maybe they mistyped? No one in their right mind would donate such an amount to a faceless cammer ranking up to less than a thousand weekly views.

All his prior donations had been in the lower numbers, usually only ever amounting up to $20. Never had he ever gotten someone to donate anything in the triple digits, much less going into the quadruples.

The name of the donor also caught his attention. Babystarcandy. It was a frequent watcher who had been in attendance to every single stream of his starting a few months back — which was when they'd first made an appearance in his audience.

He had never noticed this viewer in particular, though they were one of the only people to ever grant him donations. They'd usually donate whilst he was off stream, which he found slightly strange but never questioned. Checking through his donation history, he saw this name listed three times prior, with donations of $5, $15 and $20 respectively. They'd happened throughout the months, with no pattern in particular. It made no sense for them to donate such a high amount to Jungkook out of nowhere, especially not while he wasn't actively on stream.

With a heavy heart and half a mind to simply keep the money, he decided to message the donor to inform them of their mistake and follow through with a refund.

So much for his anime binge before bed.

babystarcandy - Hey, burner98. Thank you so much for the kind donation, but I think you made a mistake. I'll refund you.

He decided to go with something kind of formal. After all, he'd never spoken to this person before.

Surprisingly, the response came within minutes. Being three in the morning, he assumed you'd wait til the following day to reply, but maybe you were in a different time zone.

burner98 - omg hiii !! did i make a mistake ?? im sorry !! i meant to send 1k. did it not go through correctly ?

Had that not been an accident? One thousand dollars?

This made no sense. Why would you send him such a large amount out of nowhere? That was more than he'd made in the entire past year. Hell, that was half his rent.

Jungkook had no idea how to respond to you.

As much as he wanted to accept it, it felt like robbing you of a fortune.

babystarcandy - Gosh, hi! No, the thousand came through, it's just ... Are you sure this is correct? This is a lot of money ... I'd feel terrible taking so much from you

Once again, you responded almost immediately.

burner98 - haha ur so cute

burner98 donated $2,000

burner98 - is that better ? ;)

Holy fucking shit.

Jungkook's hands were shaking at this point. His eyes couldn't believe what was right in front of him.

Quickly, he took out his phone to check his baking app, checking to see if the deposits were legitimate. Upon opening it, he found that his balance had in fact gone up $3,000. This was far more money than he'd ever had in his bank account.

He stared blankly at it for a few moments without so much as breathing. A reminder to snap out of his trance arrived in the form of another chime coming from his computer — a new message from you.

burner98 - did i scare u off :((

burner98 - just wanna help u out :(((

Immediately, he rushed to respond, not even thinking before typing anymore.

babystarcandy - no! not at all! this is just so much money. i dont want you getting yourself into financial trouble for me

Within seconds, you responded.

burner98 - haha it's okay i can afford it dont worry <3

He furrowed his brows worriedly, typing up yet another message.

babystarcandy - i really dont mean to sound ungrateful, but why ? it's so much money ... this is life-altering type of money for me (as made up as that may sound) my content isn't even that good. why are you giving me this?

He knew he was shooting himself in the foot by questioning it so much and not simply accepting it, but he'd learned through his life that good things don't just come out of nowhere. He needed more details. At least for his peace of mind.

burner98 - i adoooore ur content. u've helped me so much u have noooo idea !!! u deserve it !! u mentioned in ur live a week ago u were struggling with money, so ofc id wanna help u out pretty <3

Fuck. You actually liked his content? His content was worth $3,000 to you?

Jungkook was almost sure he had accidentally fallen asleep before he even opened his computer. Pinching himself a few times proved for this to be actually real.

babystarcandy - thank you so much. you have no idea how much this means to me.

babystarcandy - there has to be some way i can repay you.

Was he propositioning himself to you?

Not even Jungkook was sure. He had no idea what he was offering to you, but it was the middle of the night and he was extremely grateful. He couldn't help himself as he typed up that message and sent it.

burner98 - oh ? what would u suggest ?

Oh, fuck. You were agreeing. Okay ... Now what? Jungkook had nothing to offer. He was an amateur cammer with nothing to his name. What could some random person on the internet with tons of disposable income possibly want from him?

babystarcandy - maybe i could give you a call to thank you ? you know, one on one ?

He mentally kicked himself as soon as he sent that message.

What the hell was he thinking, offering up a personal call to some random person online? This could be a friendless creep for all he knew. He had no identifying information about you, other than knowing you apparently had a vast disposable income. I mean, hell, your account name was burner98, you clearly did not want to leave any traceable information about you.

Before he could backtrack (not that he would actually have the balls to), the three dots on your side of the conversation popped up, followed by another message from you.

burner98 - really ??? :00 that'd be amazing omg ... are you free tomorrow ? i'll make it worth your while <3

Staring at the $3,000 sitting cozy on his bank account, he didn't even let himself think before agreeing, sending a quick message in confirmation. He had work tomorrow, but maybe calling off would be worth it considering you were hinting at even more money.

Jungkook felt dirty for some reason, despite knowing what camming truly entailed. However, he also knew that there was nothing morally wrong with what he was doing, so he pushed that shyness to the back of his mind and began drafting up some sort of goodbye message that encapsulated your plans to call tomorrow and a few more thank you's for your donations.

burner98 donated $5,000

burner98 - just a little thank u for ur kindness ;) see u tomorrow baby ~

Jungkook had to swallow the gasp that was about to leave his body. Five thousand dollars??

You'd managed to drop eight thousand dollars on him within an hour's time. This was four months of his rent. Jungkook had never had this much money lying in his bank account. Its mere presence was making him nervous.

Not only that, but the thought of talking to someone who had this much money to give without a second thought scared him shitless.

There was no way he'd sleep tonight.

...

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[sp1d3rzz]

OMG I LOVE YOUR PERVERT MIDORIYA STUFF😭🙏🙏 DO YOU MIND ALSO DOING ONE OF TODOROKI?/?/?/🙏

Pervert!Todoroki

Warning!! : NSFW, riding, mention of a blowjob, basically just pervy things. Lemme know if I missed anything!

Summary : He doesn't need to chase after something he can get with just a smile. The ladies love him enough already.

A/N : Another request!! Thank you anon, i'm gonna do my best for u (^_^*)

Now I believe that Todoroki would be a lazy pervert. He doesn't really need to do anything, because good things just come to him naturally.

He first realized his luck when he mistakenly walked into the girls locker room. "It's alright!" One giggled, along with a few others. He apologized and quickly turned back the other way.

That's when he knew he could get away with anything he wanted.

If you were to ask someone about Todoroki, they give you a small shrug and say something along the lines of, "Oh him? He's pretty chill." No one suspected a thing.

He starts abusing his power by grabbing a girls waist to scoot past in a crowded area. When she whips her head around to fuss about not touching her, she's met with a handsome face we all know and love. So she decides to let him get away with it. After all, he was a trustworthy guy, he wouldn't have any pervy intentions.

And deep down, he knows that it is wrong and actually quite disgusting to act in such a way. But when theres an opportunity right in front of him, who is he to ignore it?

When he begins to get bored of that, he'll start patrolling even more than before just to find a villian, and hopefully rescue a cute girl who is just so thankful he saved her in time. Maybe she'll give him a small kiss on the cheek to show her gratitude. Or even better, slip him a small paper with her number so he can come over later.

And when Todoroki does arrive at the foot of her doorstep, he'll still be dressed in his hero suit, not bothering to go home and freshen up. Why would he? He's not looking for anything serious. Just a quick blow job, and maybe she can ride him if he's feeling generous.

"We should— oooh fuck," her head drops down to his shoulder as she grinds out her release to the pleasurable feeling of his cock. "Do this again.."

He hums and runs a hand up her waist and to her chest, cupping a tit and dipping his head back to relax. "Feels good." he whispers, hips shifting to urge her on.

But if he saves someone and they just chirp him a small thank you and go their way, don't doubt he'll be upset and have a small attitude for the rest of the day. He just saved their life and they wont even flaunt their ass for him? Unbelievable.

And if someone ever calls him out on his behavior, he'll give them a confused look and lie, "I don't understand." And he'll keep on going until they finally give up and leave him alone.

He's definitely not a porn guy either. He thinks it's tacky and unrealistic. But if he's home alone on a boring day, he'll watch it on a random website and jerk off to that. It'll have to do.

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I tried to do this as realistic as possible, but still I hope you enjoyed!! Make sure to keep sending in requests lovelies <3

[sk3erkrou]

My Thoughts on Hogwarts Legacy

This is something that has been on my mind recently as more discourse about the topic is coming to the forefrunt of the internet. Hogwarts Legacy and, honestly, the Harry Potter franchise as a whole.

As I see things, there are 5 groups of people when it comes to "THAT wizard game."

"Hey, I don't want to play it because of my own personal reasons. But if you want to play it, I hope you have fun."

"Hey, I do want to play this game because of my own, personal reasons, but I understand that you're not interested. That's cool."

"This game gives money to a transphobe?! Awesome! I just bought two copies."

"You want to play this game for your own reasons? You're a transphobe piece of shit. I won't stop until you know you're a piece of shit."

"Harry Potter? Hogwarts Legacy? I haven't played video games since I lost 2 weeks of my life to Banjo Kazooie in 1998."

If you fall into either category 1, 2, or 5, then right on. You're doing the right thing. Keep it up.

However, if you fall into either category 3 or 4, you are a fucking problem and you need to cut the shit and grow up.

Personally, I fall into category 1. I feel I have made my views on the game and franchise fairly clear. But also, I have a good friend who learned to read because of Harry Potter. I grew up with the franchise and it was a huge part of my childhood, and recognizing that I no longer want to engage in the franchise felt like a huge loss to me, and took some time to reconcile with myself. But, again, I have made that decision based on the larger franchise and not simply this one game. And, also again, these are my OWN PERSONAL REASONS. If you're interested, I will gladly share my thoughts in a civil manner, and only ask that you understand my thinking, not that you agree with me, or try to convince me to change my mind.

Now, to address category 3. Deep breath, here.

If you are doing anything at all because you know it will make the lives of people worse, then fuck you right to hell. Yes, this group of people also generally goes hand in hand with a specific red hat and an orange demagogue. If you find yourself in this category, get help. Go to therapy and ask about this concept called "empathy."

Category 4.

I will repeat: if you are doing anything at all because you know it will make the lives of people worse, then fuck you right to hell. Setting up websites to track Twitch streamers to see who is playing Hogwarts Legacy? Going to channels and harrassing the streamers for wanting to play the game? I would argue that people in this category or worse than those in category 3 because while those in 3 as assholes, they are blowing money on something they don't actually care about to try triggering someone while people in this group are going out and actively attacking people for engaging something that they want to experience for, and repeat after me, THEIR OWN PERSONAL REASONS. I saw in one chat that someone mentioned they wished executions were legal because people were doing something they didn't like. Sounds an awful lot like some people who built some gallows outside of a notable large building in the US back in the beginning of January 2021, doesn't it?

Here's where things really boil down on Hogwarts Legacy. The game is made. It's done. Rowling has been paid or will be getting paid. You attacking people for enjoying the game isn't going to stop that. But there's a lot more people than just her in the mix, here. Think about all the hundreds of people who have spent YEARS working on making this game, and trying to make it the best game possible. They have also been paid and are continuing to get paid. Controversy has surrounded Hogwarts Legacy pretty much since it was announced. And it wasn't cancelled.

Here's where I see things going with the game: it is the outrage of the day. Somewhat surprisingly, the outrage of Hogwarts Legacy's release is overshadowing the much more recent information about Justin Roiland. People will continue to be upset by this game for a while, and eventually that will fade, as all outrage does.

But you know what won't pass? The hurt caused by people to other people over this game. Your friend, who you disagree with about the game, sitting in their home, playing the game, is not going to hurt you. Streamer playing the game and you don't want to watch it? THEN FUCKING DON'T. Full stop. For fuck's sake, people were buying subs to a twitch stream just so they could continue harrassing the streamers after they made the chat sub-only. Fuck you. Grow up. And like I told the people in group 3, get therapy.

Actually, everyone should go to therapy, but that isn't the point of this.

Here's what my point of view boils down to: let people enjoy what they enjoy and stop shitting on things just because people enjoy them. Yes, the situation here is more complex and nuanced than that, but every situation is. And if any part of this rambling has made you angry or upset for any reason, I'd like you to think about why that is. I am not advocating for people to play the game or not play the game. Honestly, I just couldn't give a fuck what you want to play in the privacy of your own home. I just want people to be better. Treat people better. Be better people. Recognize that everyone on this planet is, at the very least, deserving of being treated like a person and deserving of love. And if you can't understand that fact, did you really understand Harry Potter at all?

[logorrhea5mip]

As you might know, the sky is due to get a new star any time now, in a few months at most.

What is happening? The recurrent nova T Coronae Borealis, by far the brightest one known, is a star* in the northern constellation Corona Borealis that, once every 80 years or so, increases in brightness from completely invisible by naked eye to among the ~100 brightest in the night sky. This increase is called a nova, from the Latin word for new, as it looks like a new star has appeared.

Where can i see it from? Basically all human inhabited latitudes, all except the far south. In the northern latitudes, however it is visible the entire night, while near and below the equator you will need to 'catch' it at the right time of night, which in August and September is just after sunset.

How will it look? Let's not get your hopes up too high. It will, at the brightest, reach a magnitude around 2 at most, so about as bright as the north star, relatively unremarkable and completely unnoticeable as unique to someone who doesn't know where to look. But still, it's the most visible sudden change to the relatively fixed pattern of the heavens any of us will live to see, so you should still go give it a look.

Where is it? Currently, the constellation is best visible about 1 or 2 hours after sunset. You will need to be relatively far away from light pollution, so at least a couple dozen stars are clearly visible. While learning the constellations, and finding the star by orienting via those is imho half the fun, you could use one of many sky map apps and websites to tell you the star's location. If it didn't happen yet, there should be nothing visible at that location. However, if there is, congrats! You just did an astronomy™ :3

It will appear in the circle next to the star labeled ε

Why is this happening? Most stars spend most of their lives in a stable, hydrogen fusing state. However, when hydrogen in their cores begins to run out, they switch to helium fusion, which makes them swell up to enormous sizes, turn red due to lower surface temperature, and are thus called red giants. After this helium runs out, the star will (in most cases) throw off the inflated outer layers, while its hot, dense core shrinks and keeps on glowing due to how hot it is, while not actually doing any fusion and not producing any new energy. Those are called white dwarfs, and because they don't fuse, aren't technically stars at all, therefore the asterisk in the first sentence of this post. The T-CrBo system is a red giant and white dwarf binary, where the red giant has grown so big, that the parts of it closest to its partner aren't gravitationally bound to it anymore. Therefore, the gas falls and accumulates on the white dwarf's surface (which otherwise has no hydrogen on its own), untill a critical point is reached where the pressure of the gas causes it to all fuse at once, resulting in a huge thermonuclear explosion bright enough to be seen from over 2500 light years. The explosion however, isn't big enough to blow the dwarf apart, and it starts accumulating new matter from its partner right away. Because of this, it with re-explodes every 8 decades, and it is due to go any day now.

@green-mountain-goose @brightgreendandelions

[anim-ttrpgs]

Another A.N.I.M. Interview!

Another A.N.I.M. interview! This one was actually recorded back in March, and it’s my first-ever audio interview, so I apologize for my public speaking skills lol

The major takeaway I think from this interview is that when you spend money on a rulebook and/or adventure module, the burden should not fall on you to make the experience good. You should be able to rely on the rulebook to do a huge chunk of, if not most, of the work in a session. The rulebook should be providing a sturdy platform for the GM and players to stand on while they build their story, and ideally provide hammers, nails, screws, glue, paint, wood, scaffolding, cement, etc. for them to work with, and an adventure module should provide a structure at least half-built for them to work from, instead of making them put effort into just treading water while they also have to do all the other work.

If “listening for local rumors” is something a PC could feasibly do in an RPG, the rulebook should come with at least a DC to determine how difficult that is, so that the GM doesn’t have to make up a DC on the fly, then also determine what success or failure means on the fly.

Less than 3 days left to back our kickstarter for Eureka: Investigative Urban Fantasy! Crowdfunding ends at 2:00 PM CST on Friday May 10th!

If you want to try before you buy, you can download a free demo of the prerelease version from our website or our itch.io page!

If you’re interested in a more updated and improved version of Eureka: Investigative Urban Fantasy than the free demo you got from our website, subscribe to our Patreon where we frequently roll our new updates for the prerelease version!

You can also support us on Ko-fi, or by checking out our merchandise!

Join our TTRPG Book Club At the time of writng this, Eureka: Investigative Urban Fantasy is the current game being played in the book club, and anyone who wants to participate in discussion, but can’t afford to make a contribution, will be given the most updated prerelease version for free! Plus it’s just a great place to discuss and play new TTRPGs you might not be able to otherwise!

We hope to see you there, and that you will help our dreams come true and launch our careers as indie TTRPG developers with a bang by getting us to our base goal and blowing those stretch goals out of the water, and fight back against WotC's monopoly on the entire hobby. Wish us luck.

[smowyashe]

Intro post :D

Haiiii, I'm SmowyAshe, you can call me Ashe or Kai, idm. I am a minor so no nswf pls :>

DNI: Homophobes, transphobes etc., zoophiles etc., nsfw (idm adults but keep it legal >:P)

I'm autistic and possibly ADHD with a sprinkling of other mental disorders/illnesses :P

I'm an alterhuman, my identity is very complex and i dont really have a solid identity yet but yall can figure it out with me.

I'm Australian, I just say "yall" bc im queer lmao.

I'm Almondsexual and Genderfluid: he/them/it pronouns preferred, she/her pronouns accepted as well though. I am afab though :(

I am currently hyperfixating on Thanatos and COD, might delve back into my trasnformers hyperfixation too. I also play DnD (when the DM's pc is actually working)

This is just a place for me to throw shit and hope it doesn't blow up, so there's gonna be art and therianthropy and my hyperfixations and shitposts and if we get popular enough or I have more free time (damn the school system) I might split off into separate blogs for different things :3

Here's a lil website to get to know me better: https://kaiashe.straw.page/

Anyhoo I might add some more onto this later when I remember something or get a new diagnosis (hah my trust issues could never)

[effy-writes]

Hey could I request a Loona x Human Monster Hunter Reader that's enemies to lovers? Reader working sort of like D.H.O.R.K.S. but independent and more professional? If youve ever watched the show supernatural sort of like how hunters work? (Realized I almost forgot gender, maybe non binary? I usually request gender neutral for folks)

Like they know that demons exist but don't know a lot so they work with what they have which leads them to start tracking I.M.P. and then after a few battles there's a reason to start working together. (In case it's too little info maybe I.M.P. starts to think reader is with D.H.O.R.K.S. until they capture them so the reader has to try and explain to them (let's say Loona as the interrogator) that they aren't but they're also not fond of D.H.O.R.K.S. practices causing so much chaos? Ex. The mech suits from the latest episode)

hey!! i hope this fit your request!

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Loona x GN! Human! Reader: Demon Hunter

Enemies to Lovers <3

You've always been fascinated with demons since you were little. Just something about them intrigued you. Growing up, people would always ask you what do you want to do later on in your life and you always gave the same answer, "A demon hunter."

Obviously, everyone laughed at you. Atheist would say, "There's no such thing as demons," some Christians would say, "Hunting demons is dangerous and can hurt your soul." When hearing those words you always thought to yourself, "Wow, these guys are idiots."

Sure, you know the dangers of tracking down demons and hunting them, but that's what makes it so thrilling.

In addition, people always assumes you work with D.H.O.R.K.S, but that's not the case. You thought they were too dumb to do anything, plus their practices causes way too much chaos and it even hurts you because you are a demon hunter.

You don't know a lot about them since you never caught one, so that's why you've been keeping your eyes out on the news, dark web, even satanist websites. Some people consider you being crazy since you're so obsessive with this.

You began pin pointing on where these demons may show up. There has been a lot of sightings in your home city because it IS a big city, everyone is always watching (yet they will refuse to believe demons exists...some of them refuse).

You were currently sitting underneath a bridge with all sorts of trackers around you to detect any sort of matter or energy. You've been doing this for months now and had no luck of any demon sightings, until tonight.

A whooshing noise coming from the distance got your attention (and the detectors went off). Your heart raced as you turned the detectors off so it wouldn't scare the demons away.

You laid on the ground and pulled out your binoculars, it looked like to be some sort of portal. Curiously you started to crawl that direction before suddenly stoping once you saw demons walking out of it.

A woman demon followed by a man demon walked out who seems to be holding hands. The woman called out for the others, a taller demon inaudibly talking to some sort of hellhound.

You didn't even know hellhounds actually existed. Purple smoke covered her as her body shrunk in size, and once it went away you saw that she had a human disguise, "How come the others doesn't have a human disguise?" You mumbled to yourself.

You were thinking about how you could trap them. You have a horse tranquilizer gun that should do the trick. If you do it now you'll blow your chance (and they have all sorts of weapons), so your new plan was wait until they opened that portal again so they'll have their backs turned toward you and won't suspect a thing.

You waited impatiently under that bridge, scanning left and right with your binoculars. You kept a 6 pack of Monster Energy Drinks and you were on your 3rd. God, how long will this take.

You wanted to sleep, but you were so determined to follow them and get to know more about demons.

The same voices was heard from before. You looked through your binoculars and saw the same portal again. The 3 demons were arguing about something.

"Wait where's the hellhound?"

"I'm not just a hellhound."

Once you turned around you immediately got struck in the head, knocking you out instantly.

~~

"Uh..Loona, their head is bleedin'."

"So?"

Your eyes fluttered open as you groaned due to the head pain. A light was shoved in your face, making you wince.

"Are you working for D.H.O.R.K.S.?" Loona questioned, her hand on the lamp.

"No, I hate those guys. I'm not working for anyone." You managed to say through the intense pain coming from your head. "And can you not shove that lamp in my face?" You tried to cover your eyes with your hands but realized you were tied to a chair.

"Wait..So you're not working for them? Then why were you stalking us with all of your weird equipment?" The demon with the white hair spoke.

"I was just trying to get a hold of you guys to see what you were. I knew you guys were demons but I had no idea on what you even do. I still don't." You closed your eyes because the light was making the pain worse.

"We’re Imps, we kill people." The other male imp said nonchalantly.

"Oh. Interesting." Please don't kill me. "I wasn't planning on hurting you guys."

"Then why did you have a gun?" Loona shoved the light closer to your face.

"Jesus! Enough with the light! And that wasn't a gun, it was a horse tranquilizer."

"Oh so you do work with the other fuck heads!" She replied.

"No! Like I said I hate those guys. Kinda wish they were dead."

The three Imps and hellhound exchanged glances.

"How about you kill them." The taller imp said.

"Actually sir, that doesn't sound like a bad idea."

"Me?! Fuck no. I don't want to get caught!"

"How about you join us?" The girl said, getting approved looks from the others.

Loona looked at them in disbelief, "Hell no! They're up to no good!"

"Oh relax, Loonie. I'm Blitz, that's Millie and her fucktard husband, Moxxie." Blitz said to you as he untied you from the chair. "But I swear to Satan if you try to kill us we won't hesitate to shoot."

You didn't dare to get up from your seat right away. You're afraid of them (especially Loona since she doesn't trust you whatsoever). "Uh sure, I'll join you guys. I’m Y/n." You said but not entirely wanting to. "How should we do this?"

"Blitz! Are you seriously asking them to join us?"

"What? They hate those guys, we hate those guys, might as well get them to kill those demon hunters anyway."

"Yeah, but how?" You asked.

"Pretend you're one of them. No offense but you guys look the same."

Is that racism towards humans? Never mind. "So I just break in? Then what?"

"Break the camera monitor and turn off the security system. Since you're a human they won't suspect a thing." Blitz replied. "You ready?"

"Wait we're doing this now?" You got up from the chair.

"Fuck yeah! M&M, Loonie, you guys ready to fuck those fuckers up!"

The 3 Imps cheered except for Loona. She stared at you intently with her arms crossed. "I still don't trust you." She growled.

"I'll get out of your fur after this is over." You put your hands up in defense.

~~~

Back on Earth, you made your way to the D.H.O.R.K.S. building with I.M.P. following behind. Blitz was right, you guys do look the same. Same suit, same sunglasses, all you had to do was say you’re an intern.

You made your way in and looked through all of the rooms to find the security footage. Luckily in high school you took some coding class, so it was easy to dismantle the footages and the security systems. So if I.M.P. gets in trouble, the building won’t shut down.

You called Blitz’s cell and told him that everything is done so they’re free to come on in to kill every single human (hopefully except you).

You heard screams from all over the building. One of the agents saw you hiding out in the bathroom and handed you a gun.

“Kill those demons fuckers!” She yelled out before running with you following her.

The thrill of running around with a gun to “kill” demons felt like you took molly for the first time. The adrenaline and euphoria took control of you. Maybe assassination is more of your go-to than demon hunting.

Loona saw you with a gun and ran up to attack you. “I’m with you guys I swear! I had to-” You managed to yell out before she tackled you to the ground, knocking the wind out of you.

“I knew I shouldn’t have trust you.” She pinned you down.

“I’m..with you guys…I swear! One of the…agents gave me a gun…and I didn’t want to blow my cover.” You tried catching your breath.

She glared at you before finally getting off of you, not helping you up.

You managed to catch your breath and got up, dusting the dirt off of you. “Where’s the others? Did they kill the rest of them?”

“Probably. The screams died down.” She turned back over to you, “I swear to Satan if you try to even kill us, I’ll bite your neck so hard that it’ll break.”

“Jesus. Trust me, I ain’t gonna kill you guys.”

“I think we got ‘em all!” Millie smiled as her, her husband and Blitz walked up.

“Alright, Loonie. Ready to go?” Blitz gave her a book.

“Is it alright if I come with you guys? I think I wanna be an assassin and drop this whole demon hunter thing.” You smiled sweetly.

The three Imps exchanged glances, “But you’re a human.” Moxxie implied.

“Yeah, so?”

“Humans shouldn’t be in hell. I think it’s like…against the law in Hell.” He added.

“There’s law’s in Hell?”

Loona jabbed her finger in your chest, “Don’t even think about coming down there with us.”

“Oh come on! How come? I helped you guys.” You stepped back.

“Try dying and then come find us.” Blitz said.

“Oh I’ll be honored to kill them.” Loona smirked.

“Aw so that means you do want me to work with you guys.” You teased.

You saw Loona’s face turn red. “I-…No!”

“Well I’m right here! Kill me then.” You crossed your arms.

Millie spoke up, “I’m sure you can come with us without dying. I mean you might even die in Hell! Just stay low. Besides since you are human it can really help us out here!”

“Sure, why not.”

Loona glared at you as she opened up the portal. Everyone walked in and before you could she grabbed your arm with force, “Don’t forget what I said.”

“I won’t.” You smirked.

~~~

Living in Hell hasn’t been easy. Since you can barely go outside without getting caught you have to live with Blitz and his daughter. Obviously Loona hated the idea, and you kinda hated it as well, but working for I.M.P has been quite thrilling for you. Everyone liked your presence, except for Loona. She’s getting used to you though. She stopped threatening you but the occasional verbal assault is still happening.

As weeks went by she got used to your presence. She trusts you now, but she still has her verbal assault nature. You secretly think it’s just a way for her to say she likes you, but she will always deny that.

Back at Blitz’s apartment you sat on the couch to watch some TV. The shows on here wasn’t that much different than the ones on Earth. Blitz wasn’t at the house, so it was just you and Loona.

Her bedroom door opened and you turned your head, “Blitz is gone. Wanna watch TV with me?”

She rolled her eyes, not saying anything. Eventually she walked over to the couch and sat right beside of you.

As hours went by the two of you ended up falling asleep on the couch together. You laid across the couch with your head in her lap. Loona had her hands on your back to prevent you from falling off of the couch.

She was the one to wake up first and jerked once she saw you sleeping on her lap. She wanted to push you off but the more she stared at you sleeping, the more comfortable she got around you.

“Maybe you aren’t so bad.” She said as a gentle smile spread across her face.

“You aren’t so bad either.” You mumbled.

“Oh fuck you. I thought you were asleep.”

“And apparently you like it when I’m asleep on you because you haven’t yet push me off.”

“Do you want me to?” She grumbled.

“No. You’re comfy.” You yawned, “Wanna go out somewhere tomorrow?”

“Are you asking me on a date?”

“Perchance.”

“Ugh…Fine.”

[blazehedgehog]

A Eulogy for my Playstation 4 Pro

So since I was a brain genius who decided to transfer all my fundraiser money to my bank account on a weekend, let's have a little eulogy for my poor Playstation 4 Pro.

I bought it in 2017 after a hellish move from Colorado to Nevada. We'd lived in Colorado for 26 years, and rented the same house for 24 of those years. I literally grew up in that house. Then our landlords got greedy (as all landlords eventually do), almost tripled our rent, and we had to move.

One of the last things I did before I packed up my computer was release The Definitive Way to Play Sonic Adventure on Youtube. That video was a modest success, but it had a secondary effect where a no-commentary gameplay video I'd uploaded for the fangame Sonic Utopia got picked up by the algorithm as a result, and that video suddenly took off like wildfire. I found myself sitting on a pair of videos that were about to pull in close to a combined 3 million views. It was the most I'd had a video blow up in a very long time.

I was now flush with a few thousand dollars of cash that I could do whatever I wanted with. That was great, as I got to help cover some moving expenses. I gave my Mom some money, I paid one of the deposits on our new apartment, paid to fix some stuff that got broken in the move, I bought myself a new desk, new computer chair, some storage shelves, a new bed frame, and still had about $700 left to spare. So I bought a PS4 Pro and a small handful of games (The Nathan Drake Collection, Yakuza Kiwami, The Last of Us Remastered, and Parappa the Rapper Remastered, I think). It was the first true next-generation console I'd bought in 11 years -- I'd had a Wii U, but that doesn't count.

Within that first year, I'd already run into my first problem with that Playstation 4. Back in the Xbox 360 era, I had a moment in my life where I was a psychopath that was running a media server off my PC. Every morning I'd wake up, download everything my Youtube subs had posted the day before, along with whatever GiantBomb had uploaded that day, and threw it up on the media server. The 360 could see the server, and those downloads would basically become my background noise for the day. I watched the entire GiantBomb Persona 4 Endurance Run that way: on the 360, through my media server. For context, these were the days before there was any way to watch Youtube on a television. There was no app. Youtube was just a website. So the Media Server was what I had to do to see Youtube on another screen.

In the move out to Nevada, I'd bought a cheap 32GB USB thumbdrive from the back-to-school section at Wal-mart and filled it full of movies and videos and stuff. With the PS4 set up, I plugged that thumbdrive in and tried out the PS4's media player capabilities, hoping it worked like the Xbox 360.

It did... for about 45 minutes. In the middle of watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: The Movie the media player suddenly crashed and refused to see the USB thumbdrive anymore. I reached down to pull it out only to find it was almost too hot to touch. I might have actually dropped the thumbdrive because it shocked me just how hot it was. I have never felt a piece of electronics be that hot before.

For the rest of that day, that USB port was dead. Nothing you plugged into it would be recognized. Eventually, it finally started working with controllers, but it never accepted any other thumbdrives, ever.

After about three years, I started to notice recordings were starting to get a little weird. Clips I'd record of my Fortnite matches would have huge 2-3 second chunks go missing, or the encoding would corrupt and smear. But then it went away, so I figured maybe it was just a problem with the game and not the console. It'd come back every now and then, maybe once a year, but it only ever happened with Fortnite, and only occasionally.

About a year and a half ago, I started to notice something else weird. Unless there was a specific game I needed to play for work stuff (like Sonic Frontiers or whatever), my PS4 was mostly just a Fortnite machine, and mainly because the PC version of Fortnite is a disaster.

But for months I'd left a disc in my PS4's disc drive. I think it was probably Balan Wonderworld or something, and as I booted up Fortnite for my daily founder's mission rewards, I noticed a sound. I'd been hearing it on and off for a while, but now I was finally paying attention to it. I realized: the console was sitting there scanning the disc, over and over and over, like it couldn't read it. I'd hear the disc motor spin up, the soft click-click-click as the read head scanned for data. It'd spin down, spin up, click-click-click, whirrrrrr, click-click, spin down, spin up, etc. Over and over. It'd do this for a good 30-45 seconds, then finally settle down and identify the disc.

The first time I noticed this, I ejected the Balan disc and put in something else; I think it was Dreams. PS4 read the disc instantly. I shrugged, figured maybe the Balan disc was just cursed and didn't think anything of it.

About a week later, I caught it doing it with the disc for Dreams. And then Sonic Frontiers. Then Sonic Superstars. Pretty much any disc I'd put in there. As the months wore on, it started taking multiple minutes for it to identify the disc.

A few weeks before it died, I ended up taking the disc out and basically resigning myself to only putting a disc in if I was going to play it, and removing that disc the moment I was done, because that scanning process seemed like it was making the problem worse.

A few months before it died, I got a full hardware crash on the console. The error code it gave me pointed to a hardware failure, but a google revealed that it was a generic error code that could mean literally anything. Right around this time, the video corruption in my Fortnite recordings came back around. I had a feeling it was the HDD.

Thus began the saga of trying to replace my PS4's HDD. I knew it could take SSDs, so I did some research, saved up $100, and bought a 2TB SSD that was compatible with the console. Followed Sony's official instructions on replacing the HDD, and...

It didn't work.

I vowed to get my money back and order a different HDD, but prices went up and realizing the other mounting problems with this machine (including the fried USB port), and my general mood overall, I just kept the money and figured I'd ride or die until the machine breathed its last.

8 months later... it refused to boot up at all.

Rest in piece, king. The only other console I've ever had straight up die on me like this was my Xbox 360, and if I'm being honest, I kind of smothered that poor boy a little bit hoping to get a sturdier console back from the repair center.

(I did not, but that's a story for another day.)

[antisocialmastermind]

Chapter 8

Chap 1 Chap 2 Chap 3 Chap 4 Chap 5 Chap 6 Chap 7 on Ao3

Day 8: DRAIATN = radiant

Elliott doesn’t come home all weekend. Once Kurt’s texted to make sure his roommate is actually alive, he finds himself hoping that Elliott and Sebastian are working through their shit. The Friday phone call had sounded strained from Kurt’s perspective, but surely they can’t be fighting for an entire weekend. Elliott would just come home if that were the case, and he hasn’t. Which is good. Kurt hopes. Even if he’s a little freaked out by his unexpectedly empty apartment.

Kurt considers the strange match of Elliott and Sebastian. He’ll never understand how the quirky, creative, passionate soul that is his best friend could be so drawn to such a buttoned-up, upper-crusty type as Sebastian. But he is. And it’s none of Kurt’s business, this yin and yang dynamic he assumes they have.

So he lets it go, hoping for the best.

He keeps busy all weekend. He cleans the apartment and cooks – spinach-sausage lasagna and a seafood gumbo – so that he and Elliott have reheatable dinners for the week. He does laundry. He sketches a little and sources some raw silk he wants to use in his next piece.

It’s finally Monday. He’s behind the desk at the gallery, nose glued to the laptop screen, when he hears the door whssk open and lifts his head. “Welcome to Muse–” he begins automatically, but cuts himself off when he sees a gigantic mass of orange and burgundy roses marching its way toward him. 

The roses alight on the desk in front of him before their bearer, a tiny woman with lovely green eyes, pokes her head around the enormous bouquet and announces, “Delivery for … Kurt Hummel?” She plonks a small card in front of Kurt and marches back toward the door, where she turns and gazes back at him with interest. “Are you Kurt?” she queries.

When Kurt nods his response, her head tilts slightly to one side. “Burgundy and orange,” she says, and he swears her tone is envious. “You’re doing something right.” And then she’s gone with another little swish of the gallery door. 

Kurt has no idea what the hell that means. 

The roses are amazing. Extraordinary, even. The burgundy roses are so much deeper and richer than typical red ones, and the orange are fiery and intense. There are easily two dozen here – no Baby’s Breath or filler. Just dozens of radiant, luscious-smelling blooms packed tightly together in a large glass vase. The contrast of the two colors together is breathtaking.

The tiny envelope in front him definitely has his name on it. He turns it over and over in his fingers, then puts it back on the desk and turns to the laptop, pecking out a quick query. Orange roses mean ‘fascination, enthusiasm and desire,’ according to the website he’s pulled up, while burgundy roses signify ‘devotion and deep passion.’ 

Passion. No way.

He finally slides his finger under the flap of the envelope and pulls out the creamy cardstock inside. The handwritten note reads simply, I’m afraid it’s I who made a poor first impression. Reconsider. Dinner? —Blaine.

No way.

Without thinking, Kurt drags the bouquet closer and buries his nose in it. The roses smell almost as good as the man himself, and while he can’t help but frown at the ostentation, his heart is fluttering in his chest like a caged bird. No-one’s ever made such a dramatic overture to him before. Is he wrong about Blaine Anderson?

Does it matter?

Even if the man is every bit the starched, superior, arrogant person he seems, he’s obviously serious in his pursuit of Kurt. Would one date be such a terrible idea? Or is he trying to buy Kurt’s affection? Is Kurt a class-A jerk if he wants to have dinner with Blaine Anderson just because he’d probably get an excellent meal out of it? 

He’s indulging this internal monologue, still nose-deep in the large vase, when Elliott swans into the gallery from the back. 

“Jesus,” he cracks when he sees the roses. “Who’d you blow last night?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know,” Kurt parries. “Good weekend?”

“Not as good as yours, apparently,” Elliott replies with his most dazzling grin.

“They’re from Blaine,” Kurt tells him. It takes a moment for Elliott’s face to shift from blank confusion to shock.

“Blaine?” he squeaks. “ Anderson?”

“The very same.” Kurt adjusts the vase on the desk and turns back to the computer.

“Jesus,” Elliott says again. “Did you …”

“No,” says Kurt. “But apparently he wants me to. Badly.”

Elliott barks a surprised laugh. “Blaine Anderson,” he murmurs, “as in B.D. Anderson. As in the guy who’s bought two of my paintings. Of you.”

That brings Kurt up short. “I hadn’t thought of that,” he declares, glancing at the roses again.

“Time to start,” Elliott smiles. “I’ll be out back.” He stops to smell Kurt’s roses before disappearing back to the studio.

****

The afternoon gets absurdly busy for a Monday in an art gallery, and Kurt doesn’t have much time to think about anything. He directs several patrons to works he thinks will interest them and provides artists’ bios to a number of browsers. He sells one of Serena’s works to an enthusiastic couple who have apparently been closely following her career. He sticks a red dot onto the title card to indicate that the piece has been sold and opens up the ArtLogic software to record the sale.

That’s when he sees that two of his own pieces sold over the weekend. How did he not notice that? Curious, he opens the popups for the two pieces marked sold. The ‘buyer’ field reads simply, online purch. anon. collector. He’ll probably never know.

Kurt’s still on the computer when the gallery door opens again. He finishes entering his sales data and is about to look up when he hears a familiar voice.

“Ah. You received them, then.”

Blaine Anderson is standing at the gallery desk looking at Kurt’s bouquet appraisingly. His friend from Rachel’s party stands a half step behind him. Judging from their suits (Brooks Brothers and, if Kurt’s not mistaken, Ralph Lauren) they’ve come by the gallery directly from work. Blaine, as usual, looks like someone custom designed the suit for his body, and he smells mouthwatering.

“I did, yes,” Kurt replies. “They’re exquisite, thank you. It’s a good thing you and your friend stopped by. I wouldn’t have known how to reach you.” Kurt feels his face go pink.

“Oh, I’m sorry! Did you not meet Wes the other night? Kurt Hummel, this is Wesley Jiang. Wes, this is Kurt. His work’s over there.” 

Blaine gestures vaguely toward the wall where Kurt’s work hangs, and Wes wanders away in that direction after shaking Kurt’s hand with a disarming smile. Blaine and Kurt are left to contemplate each other across the gallery desk. 

“So,” Blaine says pleasantly. “Have dinner with me.”

It’s still not a question and Kurt’s annoyance must show on his face because Blaine quickly adds, “Please?”

“Blaine,” Kurt says slowly, “The roses are beautiful, really. No-one’s ever done something like that for me before. But I’m not sure –”

“Kurt.” Blaine interrupts, “One meal. I’d just … really like to get to know you better.” There’s something glinting in his eyes that belies his calm. It’s intriguing. That, more than anything, is what changes Kurt’s mind.

“Fine,” he sighs. “One date.”

He’s not sure he’s ever in his life seen a smile as beautiful as Blaine’s.

Chapter 9

[gobbluthbutagirl]

realizing i have a whole bunch of “hope you’re ok” type messages from the past 1.5 months….SORRY GUYS!!! literally nothing happened!!! i just decided to stop posting for a while because i had had those two posts both blow up within a week of each other which of course was an unfriendly reminder that if you go more than like 3 degrees of separation outside of your immediate circle on this website you start encountering people who are genuinely too stupid to be alive. and i went through that whole “what do i get out of posting on here? NOTHING!” conversation with myself which of course was the same conversation that infamously led me to quit my job and move out of my shithole apartment/temporarily across the country 6 months ago and obviously not posting on a website is a much easier decision to make than either of those So. and then i didn’t post on here that i was doing that because i had no idea how long it would stick and i didn’t want to have a Goodbye Forever(See You Tonight!) moment. and then a few days after deleting the app i was like wow…i have so many more hours in the day all of a sudden! so i did not come back even to say goodbye which of course made it look like i had disappeared without a trace. SAD!

anyway…i have an extremely temporary part-time “job” now helping my mom’s friend move out of her house which she has dubbed “grey gardens” for reasons i assume are self-explanatory. which is the main thing that has changed since i’ve been gone. AND she’s actually paying me more per hour than target did 😃 so Yeah. and here’s some other thoughts i’ve had in the past 1.5 months that could’ve been posts, in no particular order and as a wall of text with little to no punctuation for your inconvenience:

Search party “when you know you know you know you know” scene scene of all time Daily Dot article about tiktok about walmart customer who loudly asked where the douches were or some shit and someone commented “target customers would NEVER” literally YES they would what planet are you living on My mom asked me in the middle of hobby lobby why she’s seeing so much stuff online about folding chairs now My mom forgot who mitch mcconnell is AGAIN My brother’s friend alex sent my brother a snapchat from behind the wheel saying “fuck yeah nerve damage!!!” My brother’s manager at dunkin who they demoted him to bring over is already quitting I finally met my nephew’s father and he wore his cookout hat and an anime t-shirt to his son’s first birthday party and he was too scared to say a single word to me and later my sister said he said he wants me to bake his birthday cake and also asked if i smoke weed because i’m “so creative” and this man is almost 28 years old My dad finally got rid of the couch i had been telling him he should get rid of for 2 years because his mom was coming to visit and he didn’t want her to see it There was an arrested development reference in the barbie movie did anyone else notice. Also this was my birthday cake that i made:

and here are some hounds:

[thesoulspulse]

Owen's Timeline (Part 3 ~ Teenager Continued...)

And here we have Part 3 of Owen's timeline basically summarizing the rest of the most important events so far in his first story arc.

Owen senses something is amiss about their visitor and rushes down to warn Vlad, horrified to find that it's the same Wraith in disguise who tried to kill him too that fateful day. At the same time Vlad realizes she must have killed the investigator at some point to get those files so she could personally deliver them to Vlad, thereby getting a shot at Owen again too.

Owen's powers start going off wildly in response to seeing his parents murderer and this time the power is so concentrated even Vlad can see those butterflies swarming around him to create a barrier. Taking advantage of the distraction while the Wraith is fixated on Owen -who isn't acting like himself- Vlad attacks her. Then Danny shows up after using Vlad's ghost portal as a shortcut inside and lends Vlad a hand keeping the Wraith busy.

Owen's consciousness is temporarily taken over by the collective memories of all his past lives and tells Danny about Revenants/Living Ghosts who are people who have died but returned to life again.

He also mentions how Danny is “marked by Death” too which is an important detail to keep in mind for later.

Lastly this entity temporarily awakens Danny's ice powers from within his ghost core which he uses to help pin down the Wraith long enough for Owen to banish it.

After the fight Danny tells Vlad about the occult website with haunted photos on it, one of which happens to be of Azrael/Kurst and Owen.

While staying at the Regal Hotel Vlad and Owen get a call about ravens circling the mansion who were most likely called there by Owen's Necromancy powers but Vlad refused to go back to make sure of that since they might be spies working for Azrael/Kurst. (Note: Owen will get his own Familiar later on though.) Also Vlad was half right, some of them were spies and helped track down Eris so he could hold her hostage and entice Owen to come looking for her.

Two days later they go back to the mansion and that night Owen discovers another new power, the ability to use astral projection to separate his soul/consciousness from his body while his body is still alive.

The next day Owen calls Danny and finds out Azrael's name, a part of him unconsciously remembering that's actually the name of an Angel of Death and not his real one which we later find out is actually Kurst.

Owen confronts Vlad shortly after for not telling him Eris had been reported missing. They sort things out then decide to visit Salem in search for answers, hoping to find Eris too.

As soon as Vlad and Owen get there they discover the entire town has been put to sleep by Nocturne, the Ghost of Sleep. Vlad takes Owen back to his childhood home there to escape notice. And while there Owen starts to wonder if his mother knew more about their family ties to necromancy than she let on before she died.

Owen suggests summoning Nocturne to save them both a lot of time and effort wandering around Salem, insisting that the sooner they get the town back to normal the sooner they can get back to searching for Eris and answers about his connection to Azrael

The summoning works but sadly Nocturne breaks free due to Owen's inexperience and Vlad gets knocked out from a nasty blow to the head. Meanwhile Owen astral projects out of his body to escape and takes refuge in his mother's antique shop. There he's found by Eris who managed to escape from Azrael earlier by magically transforming into a cat and she hangs up on his call to Danny asking for help, insisting on telling him the truth about herself at last.

Danny, Sam, and Tucker manage to convince Frostbite to let them borrow the Infimap to reach Salem sooner via a nearby ghost portal and make it to the antique store just before Owen's spirit is forced to return to his body.

Meanwhile Vlad is trapped in a dream until he's shocked awake by it taking a very sudden dark turn and sees the aftermath of Azrael controlling Owen and making him use his powers to utterly defeat Nocturne before Danny and the rest of the gang get there.

Owen wakes up inside some sort of ritual chamber and meets Azrael again face to face who tells him everything. About how they were friends in his past life and made a blood pact as children that has kept them connected all these years, making Azrael a ghost while Owen was reincarnated into who he is now 400 years later.

Azrael tells Owen they're going to destroy the council after his awakening once they renew their blood pact. But Owen remembers the tracker Vlad gave him and uses it to give the others a heads up to where he is.

While Vlad and Danny confront Azrael, Sam and Tucker sneak down to Owen's location but unfortunately are unable to free him and he ends up dangerously close to dying, meeting a Shadow of Death who reveals his destiny to stop Lilith, Azrael's real name, Kurst, and Death's part in creating the Ghost Zone to protect ghosts from becoming one of her Wraiths and destroying the living world.

Sam manages to resuscitate Owen after he had stopped breathing and he rushes off to confront Kurst, saving Vlad's life and then using the same dagger that Kurst killed him with in his past life after being tricked by the council to remake their pact but on his terms, not Kurst's. This releases an incomplete Wraith from Kurst's heart which Owen destroys by incinerating it's core with his now fully awakened necromancer powers.

Two days later Owen wakes up and Vlad tells him about his plans to officially adopt him and help solve the rest of this mystery about the council's schemes and the master of the Wraiths which Owen hasn't told Vlad anything about yet since they've been through enough recently without adding more fuel to the fire so to speak.

Then they pay Owen's parents a visit at the graveyard before heading back to Wisconsin to prepare for the charity event.

Eris lays low at the mansion though since she's still considered a missing person and doesn't want to work for the council anymore after learning what they did to Kurst and Owen 400 years ago.

The charity event starts off smoothly until social workers come for Owen, telling them the director of Mistveil has been arrested because he's suspected to be behind a bunch of recent kidnappings so they have to take him into protective custody. They have until after the event is over so Vlad asks Danny for help again searching for clues about what's really going on.

They soon discover through the combined efforts of Eris's shadow along with Danny, Sam, Tucker, and a vision from Owen that seven people had snuck into the building who had been given orders by one of the council members to capture Owen along with several other children from Mistveil suspected of being gifted as well. They even mistook Danny as one of them earlier and tried to corner him but they got away.

After leaving Owen in their care for the time being Vlad tracks down four of the impostors who attempt to force the social workers to leave the building while posing as fake security guards. Vlad fights against their magic and wins, immediately teleporting to where Owen and the others are to help them detain the final three intruders.

Once the intruders are arrested Vlad convinces the police to send patrols to keep an eye on the Mistveil kids for their protection instead of sending them to a shelter so whoever is already staying in a foster home won't have to deal with the stress of unnecessarily being taken away from a familiar setting, promising to hire more security in his mansion for Owen too.

His timeline ends there for now but I'll make a Part 4 of this once the sequel is finished!

[floodthewatergates]

DON’T SUMMON THE SCHOENHEIT AT 3AM [I ALMOST DIED 😱😱]

(Cater & Trey)

a/n: hi guys! this is my second fic for the twisted wonderland gotcha for gaza run by @twstaction ! check them out if you’re interested! this fic is a gift for @convenientcalhoun :D

this features cater (mostly) and trey! their relationship isn’t specified so feel free to interpret as u wish :) characters might be a bit ooc,, it’s my first time writing for them, but hope it’s not too bad! enjoy!

summary: cater tries to summon a ghost for his magicam. the outcome is much different than whatever he expected.

word count: 1.4k words

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Lighting? Check. Camera angle? Yep! Engaging and spooky atmosphere? Affirmative!

“Looks like everything’s in order,” Cater mumbled to himself, giving one last glance at all the items on the table before setting the timer to get the camera rolling.

3… 2… 1…

“Hey guys! Welcome to another video from your’s truly,” Cater made jazz hands, dramatically leaning towards the camera! “Cay-cay!”

The camera looked back at him, the red light being the only thing he focused on.

“Today, we are going to be doing a little challenge… We are going to summon a ghost!” He gasped, as if shocked by his own words. “And not just any ghost, but the Schoenheit! Now, I know what you’re thinking. Vil is alive so how can you summon a ghost that’s not even dead. And well, you’re correct! We aren’t actually going to summon Vil, but actually…” Cater whispered, cupping a hand beside his mouth. It was quiet, but loud enough for the camera to pick up his voice. “After a bit of research, there was once a fan that loved Vil so much that he tried to become him. Literally. Spooky right? It’s not all that PG, so I won’t go into detail for my younger audience, but well, an unfortunate accident happened, and you get the rest, right?”

“Anywaysss, there’s a rumor that if you summon him at 3am, something scary would happen! But I’m a mage at Night Raven College and I’m sure I can handle it. I’m doing this so you guys don’t have to! Don’t try this at home!” Cater winked at the camera, innocently. He gestured towards the items on the desk. A photograph of Vil and some dowel rods, along with a few more nonsensical things, like dish soap, gum, and… Cater wasn’t really sure what it all was either, but that’s what the website said! “First, we have to use the gum to stick the photo to two of the polaroids, then…”

Cater continued explaining the steps as he did them. The result was a rather strange… craft of sorts. He had absolutely no idea how to describe whatever he was looking at. He was confident a pre-schooler could create something more creative than this! “Last thing we need to do is cover the dish soap with it and blow on it! A bit of a weird step, TBH. Hopefully, this works or I would’ve done this all for nothing!” Cater chuckled, mostly to himself as he twirled a strand of his hair around his finger. He waited a couple seconds at the creation, before he spoke up again. “Um, so nothing is happen–”

“Cater?” A sudden, deep voice cut from behind him, Cater’s bedroom door opening with a loud squeak.

“GAHHHH!” Cater screamed, nearly jumping out of his skin. If he flinched harder, he was convinced he would have literally had a heart attack!

Trey froze. Cater, after trying to recover from his scare a second before, blinked.

Then, Trey grinned, amused and smug, while Cater averted his gaze.

“Trey..! What are you doing here? I’m.. uh, kinda in the middle of something.” Cater mumbled, trying to cover up his embarrassment.

“Yeah, looks like it.” Trey scanned over the room before his gaze landed on the weird looking object on Cater’s table. He raised a brow but didn’t say anything. “I heard a bit of noise. I wanted to make sure everything was fine.”

Cater was sure he wasn’t being that loud, and he thought back. When explaining the steps, he supposed he did accidentally drop a textbook he had forgotten to take off his desk. He didn’t think much of it, but Trey’s room was next to his, so he guessed it made sense he heard. “Everything’s all good!” He gave Trey a thumbs up.

Trey looked at him for another moment, giving him a once-over in case Cater had hurt himself, and was hiding it or something.

A second later and Cater remembered that the camera was still rolling. Well, he could edit this all out. He looked back at the camera, then at the object on the table. As expected, nothing had happened so he would likely have to edit some sort of.. supernatural phenomenon occurring. Ugh, editing is going to be a pain— Cater’s thoughts paused as an idea suddenly found its way into his mind. He glanced at Trey, who started his leave towards the door.

“Wait!” Cater called out and Trey stopped, turning towards him.

“Need something?”

“Yes, actually!” Cater said, before explaining his idea.

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“No one is going to fall for this,” Trey muttered, a white sheet over his body, holes cut out in the eyes so he could see.

“So what? If it’s not realistic, be funny!” Cater told him. “As long as it’s not boring, then this video is sure to be a hit!”

Trey groaned, putting his palm to his face, though he didn’t look particularly angry. “The things I do for you…”

“Thanks, Trey-Trey!” Cater went back to the camera, which he had paused so he wouldn’t have to cut out so much of the video. Putting on the timer, he positioned himself in the center of the camera’s view.

“Sorry about that, guys!” He exclaimed when the red light turned on, indicating it was recording. “My camera was cut out! Weird, it never does that..” He added, intending to make it sound like the camera cutting out was part of it. It was a much easier alternative than explaining why he was suddenly in two different spots within a second.

“Let’s try it again! For realsies, this time!” He put dish soap on the object again, blowing on it. He looked at it, waiting. “Nothing’s happening again.”

Just after he said that, the light’s flickered off several times until they were completely shut off, leaving Cater and the room in total darkness. Cater bit his lip. “The lights…? Guys, this is getting kinda freaky!”

He walked over to the light switch, pretending to flick it on. “The lights aren’t turning on! What do I— wait! I know!” He dug out a flashlight from underneath his bed, turning it on from underneath his face, making it appear creepy. “This is better, right?”

He went back to the table, flashing the light on it and gasped in shock, seeing the creation he had made earlier had disappeared. “T-the.. it’s gone! I could’ve sworn I left it here!”

He looked at the camera again, worry written on his features. “This is getting a bit too much for me. Is someone pranking me right now? ‘Cuz this is so NOT COOL,” He said, freezing when he heard a faint voice.

“….sho…heit…”

“Huh? Did you guys hear that? I’m not tripping or anything right?” Cater said, examining the room with his flashlight. “Wait, I think I see something.” He walked closer to the side of his room, this time grabbing the camera for a closer look.

“I AM VIL SCHOENHEIT, RIGHT?” A deep, raspy, and rather unnatural voice yelled out, suddenly, as a white sheet came towards him.

“AHHH!” Cater screeched, before running out the room into a nearby bathroom. He turned the camera towards him. “What was that? That was definitely not normal. I think I’m going to have to camp out here tonight. I’ll keep you guys updated if I’m.. alive tomorrow!” Cater had to resist the urge to laugh at himself. “Bye guys! Don’t forget to like and subscribe! Pray for Cay-Cay! ”

He cut off the camera, letting out a sigh of relief. This had to be one of his longest videos yet. He walked out the bathroom, feeling exhausted and ready to dive into bed so he could sleep for the next ten years.

When he walked back into his room, Trey was already there. The object was back on the table, the lights were on, and there was no cloth on his face anymore.

“Good enough?” Trey asked, seeing Cater enter and send him a thumbs up.

“Yep! I’ll have to prepare a part two, though. You good with that?”

Trey blinked slowly. “Fine..”

“Thanks! Appreciated! This will definitely get me a lot of subscribers!” Cater exclaimed, leaning back into the bed. After a few seconds, he patted next to him. Trey knew what that meant, and half a second later, Trey was lying down next to him.

Cater resisted a giggle and shut his eyes. Logically, he should probably be cleaning the mess he made, but he was way too tired! He’ll just do it in the morning, he thought to himself, as he succumbed to his exhaustion.

[paladin-of-nerd-fandom65]

Got some more for tonight :D

1: what do they want to be when they grow up besides superheroes? I can see them following in their father’s footsteps and becoming a police officer (if Jake doesn’t become a pro basketball player) and a reporter for Chris.

2: if there is a cartoon or live action movie/show, who do you want to voice/act as them?

3: you mention in a earlier post saying Chris likes invincible and him and his dad are like invincible and Omni man, does he get PTSD from watching/reading the parts where Omni man beats up mark?

4: speaking of invincible, has the duo been in brutal fights similar to the comic/show?

5: what’s the funniest thing they ever heard or saw?

6: what does the boys like to do with their own family members? like Jake and Jason might practice shooting guns and Chris and Clark flies to Jupiter.

7: do they cuddle when they’re watching a movie or show? Like laying against each other or sitting in one’s lap and wrapping them with arms.

1. While for Chris I can see him become an investigative journalist for a smaller newspaper/news website, I think Jake would lean instead on being an athletics/acrobatics teacher, primarily in a school that doesn’t receive as much attention from the boards or the State. Given his family history in the trapeze and his hobby of basketball, I can see those sports being his professions he’d be teaching to the students. That of course is balanced by duties he has as a technical Prince of Tamaran.

2. For an animated series, I hear Chris being voiced an actual voice actor whose about that age as Chris is in story. For an example of this being done well, look at the performances of the voice actors they had for Gumball Watterson from the titular Amazing World of Gumball.

Now as for Jake, while I’d ideally take something of a similar approach for him as with Chris (after all both Gumball and Darwin were voiced by actors who were their age), an alternative can have Jake being voiced by actress Colleen Clinkenbeard, best known for her dubbing work on One Piece and Dragon Ball Kai. Similarly if we are left with no other choice but a more experienced voice actor for Chris, I picture either Grey Delise Griffin (she’s known for quite an extensive library) or Pamela Hayden (best known for being the voice of Milhouse from the Simpsons)

And yes I do realize for the options presented there’s that old saying in show business “Never Work With Children or Animals” so it’s not like I didn’t take that into consideration, hence the alternatives lol

3. Oh me oh my that’s a guaranteed yes. Very very VERY bad flashbacks come flooding right back to Chris with each and every blow Nolan pounds his own son. Though a lot of that shock was already happening prior to that moment; what truly broke Chris even before the climactic beat down was the subway train scene….Chris had to pause the episode and head to the bathroom to empty out his lunch and only came back to finish the episode about 15 minutes later.

Needless to say, even if he does stick all the way to the ending, it was very rough watch given the similarities between Nolan and Zod. Though one tiny detail did get to Chris beyond that malaise of trauma and shock….Nolan actively regretting his decisions and outright turning away from his own wicked ways once Mark said his fateful words, a single tear coming down Nolan when he realized what he’d truly done. It gave Chris a very very tiny glimmer of hope; if Nolan can realize what he did was wrong…maybe even his birth father can as well. It was very faint hope but hope all the same.

4. Oh…oh HO HO HO. Yes they would have, my friend. Whether it’s via Zsasz, a visiting Mongul, Zod himself or a plethora of other villains that match the Duo’s power levels or even below them in Zsasz’s case. Maybe it’s not a frequent issue, but battles that had landed Chris and Jake in the hospital has precedence and history. Thank goodness for their healing factors and the amount of work from both Dr Thompkins and the Fortress of Solitude’s healing matrix.

5. Probably that one time they saw Hawkman and Guy Gardner utterly fail at their job for watch duty at the Hall of Justice’s kitchen, allowing their siblings Mar’i and Jon to sneak out some snacks without those two noticing.

And the time also Milagro was training alongside Tai by Jessica and Stewart. They were given the instruction of “Think of a Big Dog” for a construct. Tai created a Full Grown Husky construct while Milagro instead created a 40 story tall Xolo Puppy construct. At least it looked big for them

6. Well I can guarantee you that Dick will notice if Jason does that with either of his kids and oh boy he wouldn’t like it, not one bit at all. So Jason would have to work with substituting those cannons with water squirts instead.

Besides out of the other Robins and Batgirls, Jake himself prefers hanging out with his Uncle Tim far more often, doing a whole bunch together. Among Jake’s favorites being the two visiting a nearby Bono N’ Stomp and both of them going into the ball pit. Tim has a ton of fun since no matter what, essentially he’s a more or less a big kid himself.

Now for Chris, it won’t be just with Clark that’ll accompany him in space flights. Often times both Krypto and Jon join along with them, from there the three can do play some catch on the Moon, take small sight seeing across the entire world from the Effiel Tower in Paris, The Taj Mahal in India, The entire city of Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, etc. just generally exploring the world and the stars all around them.

When not doing that, then Clark joins with Chris and Jon in guitar jam sessions in the barn and/or board games.

7. If you ask Chris, all he’d do is point a finger at Jake with a soft smirk as the latter is cuddle and comfy incarnate when they have movie time during sleepovers. It’s a trait beyond doubt both Mar’i and him have inherited from their mother and if they do notice it, they’re all too proud of it. Most commonly in Jake’s case, he’d lay down opposite to Chris, so that he lays his head down on one side of the couch’s arms while Chris lays down in the other.

These asks are much appreciated my friend @gothicghost2000 . Thanks a plenty 😊

[notebookmusical]

So I noticed how she changed her profile pic in the morning and thought it was mostly nothing. I didn't really keep up with the website codes or Red herring or anything and thought the only thing that would happen is an outfit hinting at rep...which was mostly true. I never thought she would announce anything at the Grammys! I was happy to see her win the category and when she announced it..I was really shocked and confused?Lol I mean..new album? Instead of rep? The title that was longer than most of her album names? Then the announcement/photo prologue she posted. It might have been more shocking than Midnights but that time I was so shocked I cried lol. I don't think it was more shocking..it just left me like what??? I honestly don't know how I feel about the album title or aesthetics yet but I think it could match my earlier prediction of a mix between Folklore and Red with maybe Midnights. If she is performing it on tour, I think it will be more acoustic and that would fit with a breakup album. I think it fit that a little bit but then it still feels like Folklore to me. It also reminds me of Dead Poets Society lol and I've seen other theories on the theme and choosing her career as a poet. But then there is the other side that says it's black and white like Rep and will be the other side of that with like the anger and revenge side. That's not what I thought at all so now i don't know! I guess the cover leaned into that how it only shows half of her face like 1989 or rep but i'm not crazy about the cover either..like it didn't fit with the title at all. However I guess I would love a mix of all three since rep red and folklore are my fav albums. What do you think? I hope you have a great week! 🩷

i was actually at powerpoint night with some friends and my phone started blowing up so i went and looked and i was shocked that there was a new album. — i'm putting my thoughts under the cut! 🤍

i've been seeing a lot of non-swifties criticize her for announcing it at the grammys, since the grammys is a black tie event / a more ~ professional ~ one, and every video i see of the crowd is a little 😵‍💫 . i think there were some things about the grammys that i've seen that just make me feel a bit 😵‍💫 about that entire night. like her pulling up lana on stage, and the way she interacted with boygenius... i just feel a bit 😵‍💫 overall haha.

i've saw something about how it's labeled as synth-pop, which is interesting, since it doesn't match the album art at all, but was talking to friends about how the same thing happened with midnights (labeled as rock originally, marketed as a 70s aesthetic) and how evermore was originally also labeled as synth-pop. so i guess that doesn't really matter.

i think it might sound a bit like midnights 3 am + folklore / evermore, but i feel like taylor always manages to surprise me in terms of sound / lyrics ! have you seen the theory about how rep was more black than white, and this is like the opposite? i'm surprised she dropped the track list so early — i guess to build anticipation? i like the album cover and the album art at the back, and i'm curious about the "i love you, it's ruining my life" line and what that's a song lyric from!

i don't really know how i feel about this album; i keep alternating between being excited and also just being annoyed at all the ~ swiftie discourse ~ i've been seeing and how a lot of people seem determined to perform a public autopsy on her relationship with joe alwyn. which just ... makes me feel weird? like obviously taylor's a singer/songwriter that draws on a lot of her personal experiences! that's normal! but also the way swifties talk about joe is just ... a bit odd, in my opinion! like we're taylor fans, i get it, we don't want taylor to be upset, etc. but i also think that the way people talk about joe like he's the worst person on earth is a bit weird when his biggest crime (as far as i know) is ... getting complacent in a relationship? like when jake gyllennhaal and john mayer are ... right there? i just ... sigh!

i think i'm most excited for the songs: clara bow, the alchemy, the manuscript, i can do it with a broken heart, but daddy i love him, and so long london though! what about you?

[luxtax]

Hi! I was wondering what canvas you use and if you’ve got any tips for starting off with art online?

Hello! This answer may get a bit long, but I hope this helps some people! I'm always happy to answer any questions I can.

I use Procreate & Clip Studio Paint! These are my dimensions, but anything with 300 DPI is normally fine. I use higher because I make products and prints! Also increase your canvas size if you draw on small canvases.

As for tips on starting art online, the best advice is just start. There is no such thing as the perfect time and perfect skill level. Art is actually more about marketing and learning the platforms you're posting on. Also unfortunately some luck, but you can increase your luck chances a lot with a few basic things. Keep in mind this is under the assumption you're trying to make art a career, if you're doing it as a hobby don't worry about this stuff and just post whenever you want.

However, if you're trying to grow and make art a job -- Post consistently. Seriously, this is the MAIN key that will help you especially in the beginning. Posting regularly and consistently is so important. -- But Kat, what if my art takes a long time to produce and I just can't post consistently or regularly? I think it's important to have 2-3 types of art that you upload.

Passion Projects / Big Detailed Work - This is the stuff that you're really passionate about. This is the reason you draw whether it's OCs, fanart, whatever it may be. This is where you're sinking your big time and effort into. These are the projects that keep you from burnout.

Quick Content - This is the stuff you can produce for reasonable time and energy. Social media is FAST people look at art very quickly and creating something that is quickly consumable can be a real life saver. This will keep your accounts alive and active during waits between your larger projects. It's a calculated use of your time and energy. For some people this is speedpaints or product videos, even WIPS/Sketches. For me I decided to turn my doodles into little comics/scenes -- it's fun and I love doing it. Everyone is different, so finding out what your quick go to content can be is up to you.

For some people those first two types are all you need, but for a lot of artists we also depend on commissions! Commissions are important and I recommend making a carrd, website or doc where all of your information is easily obtainable. Clear prices, clear examples and nothing too cluttered. Aesthetics are nice, and you can decorate as much as you want, but keep in mind the most important thing is to be able to find your information neatly and quickly. Make yourself easily accessible!

The last little bit of advice I will leave you with is, don't give up. If art is something you love, it's super easy to get discouraged but don't let it get to you. I've been trying to do art as a job since 2012 and only saw a crumb of success in 2022. It can take years, just because you don't blow up overnight doesn't mean art isn't for you. Keep practicing, keep learning and keep trying. You can do it, you will do it.