#i keep forgetting to upload things here but whatev

[artsyhamster]

I love how different shipnames for the same ship evoke different kinds of images in my head so I wanted to draw that

[astonmartingf]

STAY WITH YOU ; CS55

carlos sainz x fem!reader

. . . the budding emotions continue at a high as you spend more time with carlos, the real question is who will make the first move?

previous: situations

yourusername uploaded a new story

[every time, he knows how to make an itinerary]

carlossainz55 replied to your story

i take it that you enjoyed our date and you definitely didn't regret meeting up with me?

hmmm

i wouldn't want to feed your ego any more but i guess i could say that you know how to work your way in my heart

is that you saying you want to go on another date with me?

take it whatever you will sainz, i don't have time for your teasing 🙄

HAHAHAHAHAHA you're annoyed again

i'll definitely take you out on another date

when are you free next?

i'll let you know

you never make it easy huh

doesn't matter, i'll be waiting for your message then

yourusername uploaded a new story

[team bonding activities with mr. country club]

carlossainz55 replied to your story

i'm back to being mr. country club?

i thought we'd built a stronger relationship than that

wym?

you're my only mr. country club, i think we have more relation than others already

"my"

my my, staking claim over me already?

there you go again, you're twisting my words always carlos

i'm joking...

but i can't help but imagine you saying that to me, i'm flattered what can you say

i say you're full of shit

and who's fault is that?

you keep filling my head with these thoughts

i don't say things like that...

get your head out of the gutter

you keep complimenting me, it feeds the soul

you mean your ego

i'm not about to deny that you have that effect on me, it is what it is cariño

yourusername uploaded a new story

[finally got to taste the infamous fluffy pancakes]

carlossainz55 replied to your story

i told you i make good pancakes

yes, yes

they are delicious

and isn't the shape amazing as well

...

don't act like i didn't see you hide the failed pancakes

they weren't heart-shaped that's why

you could've just given me the circle ones

i wanted to give you the heart ones

and how many heart pancakes were you able to make?

just the one in the picture 🥺

doesn't matter carlos

i'd eat whatever shape pancake you give me

i like you like that

carlossainz55 uploaded a new story

[making me a run for my money, beat my race time]

charles_leclerc replied to your story

let us meet her now

it's about time

i'll think about it

i want time for myself right now

wow, you're serious about this

ofc mate, i like her like that

landonorris replied to your story

first is karting, second is paddock time

i swear what's preventing you from asking her out this time?

maybe i just need more time

okay now you're lying to yourself

i'm afraid if she doesn't want to be with me like that

WHAT? you're joking

i haven't seen you two irl but from what i see i don't think it's a one lane highway

you clearly like each other

well, wait for me to make my move ig

are you cooking something?

cooking what? i'm not cooking

you know i meant something else

never mind, go get it carlos

yourusername uploaded a new story

[what can't he do?]

charles_leclerc replied to your story

ask you out 😁

literally shut up charles

i can't be silenced because i'm telling the truth

should i ask him out at this point?

what are you waiting for?

nothing really

then go for it

just don't forget to tell me first

carlossainz55 replied to your story

i ask myself too sweetheart

here we go again 🙄

did you get home safe?

you dropped me off right at my front door, i think that's as safe as it can go

how about you? are you home already, considering you're replying quite fast

i just arrived home

thank you for accompanying me tonight

no worries

it was definitely fun to see you sweat, and then go for a swim...

you enjoying the view?

yup

now rest and go to sleep

you really cut that conversation short...

because i know where it's going cariño

go to sleep carlos, or else

okay ma'am

i will sleep now

goodnight cariño

yourusername uploaded a new story

[if he isn't my boyfriend after this, i'm actually asking him out myself]

charles_leclerc replied to your story

OOOOOHHHH

date night

exciting

shut up charles

tell me how it goes please

you're just nosy

okay and?

it's data gathering

whatever charles, now leave us alone

enjoy your date with your future boyfriend

don't forget to let me know okay?

message me the details

carlossainz55 posted a new video

view comments...

user1 wait.... i've connected the pieces

user2 is this the girl from the summer fling?

user3 OMG WAIT! they're dating already 🥹🥹🥹

user4 anyone else IGNORNING THE FACT that it's CARLOS MF SAINZ???

charles_leclerc i thought i said update me yourusername now i see this on carlos tiktok feels illegal

carlossainz55 why am i hearing about this for the first time?

charles_leclerc what can i say, i just have the intel for that

yourusername you finish data gathering charles_leclerc?

user5 the girls are fighting

user6 rewatching the summer fling tt feels different now

user7 right??? like...

user8 wow, this was the result of the silly season last year

user9 they're so cute and then i remember the summer fling version of this and CRY EVERYITNM

yourusername i love you so much carlos and i very much so giggle and think about us all the time

carlossainz55 i'm glad i'm in your head rent free

yourusername 🙄🖕

carlossainz55 you love me amor ❤️

[kimsuyeon]

complete beginner's guide to [kpop] giffing, as explained by me!

keep in mind everyone has a different style and process, so there are some things in mine that may not feel intuitive or helpful - if so, don't include it! if you can make the gif, and have fun doing it, that's good enough. this post also assumes interest in specifically kpop giffing, but can for the most part apply to other content as well. i would just recommend different sharpening and coloring for those.

separated by headings (not images, since i need those... for examples) - if you are skipping to a specific section, look for the orange text of what you are looking for!

table of contents: - picking your programs - additional tools and programs (optional) - finding files - importing to photoshop (vapoursynth, screencaps, etc) - photoshop shortcuts and actions - sharpening - coloring - export settings - posting on tumblr

programs:

if you already have photoshop / your giffing program installed and set up, go ahead. if you don't, i would recommend looking here to get photoshop. please make sure you follow instructions carefully and safely! i do know photopea is an alternative people use, and i'm sure there are others. i unfortunately don't know any tutorials to link and probably won't be much help in regards to those programs, but i'm sure there are some floating around on tumblr!

my gif process uses photoshop, so this tutorial assumes that as well. if you use a different one, you might be able to transfer this to what you use, i'm not really sure :(

additional tools and programs: - handbrake: upscaler, found here. i make my own settings and generally only use this on lower quality sources to give vapoursynth a better chance with encoding in higher quality. - davinci resolve: a program i use to make clips appear 60fps when they are choppy or too few frames for the gif to look nice, and occasionally to do pre-photoshop coloring! i use the free version. i do not use this all the time and it is a big program, so definitely don't get it if you think you'd forget to / not want to use it. - yt-dlp: open source, downloads pretty much any file i could want quite well. i use this for most of my downloads and for subtitles as well. does require some knowledge of code, or, at the very least, willingness to troubleshoot set-up. find it here! i can share the command lines i run for: video, audio, vid + sub. - 4k+ downloader: what most people use for youtube-source sets, i believe. you have a limited number of downloads per day on the free version, thus the other downloading programs. - jdownloader2: no limit but sometimes a little slow or will refuse to download because of not being logged into an account, etc. a good download alternative if you plan on downloading a lot and yt-dlp is too much. - vlc: free program, standard on some devices, good for viewing files. - mpv: excellent file viewing, can also deinterlace and screencap (if you do not have / use vapoursynth) - vapoursynth: mac users beware, it's not optimized or set up and is a huge headache. windows users, once you get it set up, it's golden.

finding files, what to look for, and how to use them: how to use is explained here, with a focus on smooth and nice speeds! but finding the file is the first step, so let's head there.

stages: k24hrs (invite only, feel free to private dm or send an ask off anon for a file - i will do my best to get it to you); kpopbuzzhub; sharing korea torrent (requires a torrent app); twitter (shrghkqud (only has recent files) and a few other uploaders, requires much more active searching). there are a few other places you can look, but it is often more trouble than it is worth (or costs $). i am also always willing to help people find materials, so you can ask me to help you look for something or to link a source i used for whatever set.

music videos: also sometimes on k24hrs. i use vimeo a lot (color graders, directors, etc., will upload clearer versions). sharemania.us has some kpop mvs, typically bigger groups (i.e. blackpink). this is a place i check for ggs. and if none of these places or searching for torrents on btdigg, or on google in korean works, i just download the highest quality setting from youtube.

other types: like vlogs and fancams, normally directly downloaded from youtube, instagram, or twitter using yt-dlp or sites specifically for the app (i.e. twittervideodownloader).

what do i look for? 1080i for stages (or 1080p) are often super nice as they're a .ts. 2160p/4k is often ideal, but it also depends on your computer and what you are comfortable working with! generally - not always due to ai upscale - a bigger file size (in the gbs, high mbs like 800) is better and has more detail that will look clear when you work on it. older stages (2nd gen and before, some 3rd gen) and music videos often always are lower quality due to camera quality, and much harder to find. if you have to use the youtube upload for a stage, it is definitely doable, but it may be slightly disappointing in the quality you want to achieve. it depends on what you're comfortable posting and making!

how do i use them? if you use vapoursynth, scenedetect (encode/process whole video) or timestamp (just a small clip) your file - if upscaling, using davinci resolve, or any other pre-processing, do that first. it will pull up a resizer and a program and once you encode, it will give you an output file using the size and settings you put. this will import to photoshop. if using mpv or another screencapping method, take your screencaps (again, all pre-processing first) and prepare to import. there are two ways to do that for screencaps. you can also just watch whatever you downloaded, i'm guilty of downloading concert files just for fun 😅

in the next sections, i will be using four different files of varying quality and sources to explain my steps. hopefully that is helpful!

example file 1 (4k and 60fps, obtained using yt-dlp) example file 2 (1080i, obtained from k24hrs) example file 3 (1080p HD, obtained using yt-dlp) example file 4 (pulled from the gg archive i use, master)

importing to photoshop (vapoursynth and mpv explained): using example file 1, i am processing in vapoursynth - i always do one extra second before and after the clip i actually want so it doesn't cut off any frames i'd like. i adjust my sizes based on what works best for tumblr (540px for wide, 268px for 2 column, and 178 for 3 column). i always use finesharp 1.5 (this setting is up to you! i used to use .7, so totally ok if it changes over time, too!) when you export in vapoursynth, you need the y4m header. i use export to mov preset.

when importing to photoshop using a video (so vapoursynth, video files, not screencaps):

i recommend making your selected range a little bigger than the frames you want so they don't accidentally not get included. delete any extra frames while in the frame animation and then turn it into video timeline. i turn all my layers into a smart object (select them all by clicking the bottom layer and then shift-clicking the top one, or use (on windows) ctrl + alt + a to have it select faster). set timeline framerate (if you want to, i always use 60).

now your smart object is ready to sharpen and color!

using example file 2, i am processing mpv - i hit 'd' until deinterlace is on 'auto'. find the clip you'd like and hit your screencap shortcut (alt+s) for me - your screencaps should be super clear, it depends on how you set up your software (if mpv, what compression you told it). screencaps can take up a ton of storage so i recommend only screencapping what you need and deleting them after. when you hit your shortcut, play the file to the end of the clip you went and hit the screencap shortcut again to stop. your frames should be in the folder you designated as pngs now. delete extra frames now!

you now have two options: import as is, which can be a little slow, or turn them into dicom files. importing as is is done through stack. it will prompt you to select what is being loaded - change Use: to folder, and let it process. it will be slow. hit ok when the file list updates.

when it is done loading: create frame animation -> make frames from layers -> reverse frames. i would crop now using the crop tool for processing speed, and then proceed to do video timeline, smart object, and frame rate. when cropping: on the top, above your document names, the second image should show up on the crop tool - this can set your dimensions. i zoom and crop screencaps using this.

the other option is DICOM files, and what i use. when you have your pngs, do alt + d in the folder (windows), type cmd, and run this command: ren *.* *.dcm. press enter. it will update the files. on macOs, just rename the file type to .dcm.

then, import as so (it will prompt you to select the folder your .dcm are in, and will not work if the files are not actually DICOM). i find it much faster than the stack import. crop when it is done importing for processing time, like the other screencap import style.

create frame animation -> make frames from layers -> video timeline -> smart object from layers -> 60 fps.

photoshop shortcuts and actions: (windows) - ctrl + alt + a: select all layers - ctrl + shift + alt + w: export as image - ctrl + alt + shift + s: save for web (legacy) - this is the gif one!

actions are imported or created, i've shared my sharpening ones before. there are plenty you can find (or make) for a variety of things, such as aligning objects to a fixed position on all docs, doing the screencap reverse and import for you, etc. they are imported using load actions - select the [downloaded] .atn file and it'll pop up.

sharpening: explained here, and has my actions (feel free to use). very important to the quality and clarity of the gif. the better the file, the clearer a gif looks, sharpening can only do so much. play around during this step!

coloring: very much the most personal taste stage of giffing. i explain my process here. in kpop giffing, we tend to focus on unwhitewashing. other giffing tends to be more aesthetic tastes and fun since the source has better colors to work with.

export settings: these are what i use! you need the 256 colors. i do not recommend lossy or interlaced. i think bicubic sharper is the clearest i have tried.

posting on tumblr: use these dimensions FOR GIFS. edits can be different. height is up to you - i would not go over 800, but i think my quality looks weird past 600 range anyways.

example gifs: yeji, from example file #1, imported using vs. uses no. 1 sharpening (altered) from my pack. colored. zhanghao, from example file #2, imported using mpv and the load via stack. uses no. 4 sharpening (altered) from my pack. colored. taeyeon, from example file #3, imported using mpv and the load via dicom. uses no. 1 sharpening from my pack. colored. eunbi, from example file #4, imported using vs. uses no. 2 sharpening from my pack. colored.

if your gifs don't look how you want right away, that's okay! it takes time. my first ones were not great either. i am always improving on and working on my gifs. good luck and have fun hehe ♡

[cklukilutz]

✉ FFXIV RP Letters / Postcards ✉

The concept is simple: Send IC letters/postcards to other characters (via Asks).

You don't have to handwrite them either. Why not pick a font that best represents your character's handwriting, and type it instead? Then just hand it to the Post Moogles (upload it to the recipient's Asks).

As with real life letters, there's no requirements on length, or frequency. You can write as much (or little) as you want, when you want.

If anyone sees this and wants to write any of my characters, please hit me up. I also highly encourage reaching out to others to see if they'd be interested in such a thing.

It could also be a fun to extend RP to characters that you've seen around, but never had a chance to interact with. Timezones and DC locations have no power here!!

Something you'll want to establish before you start writing though, is how your characters know each other. Could be they simply posted/read a notice on a board about penpals wanted. Or maybe they met previously? Maybe they grew-up together?

Why not choose parchment that suits your character? Maybe they like pretty patterned paper, and always have a ready supply of stationery to choose from.

Or maybe they travel a lot, and just use a page or two from an everyday notepad they keep with them.

Or could they be the type that frequently forgets to write, and maybe only has a napkin or back of a flyer to hand when they finally do remember?

You could write about anything you'd like. Whatever your OC gets up to, or thinks about, and is happy to share.

Whatever you do: Have fun!!

[arivsxq]

meddle about chapter 6

pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Theme: strangers to lovers, angsty shit

Warnings: smut, hookup, fwb, maybe slow updates

Word count: 3,8k+

Songs: Meddle about - Chase Atlantic

Heartbeat - Childish Gambino

A/N: Hey guys, it's been over a week but I'm back. I have some struggles in my private life that might affect the uploads but I try my best to post regularly. This chapter is a bit short but don't worry I'm working on a longer one. Right now chapter 7 has 6k words. I might post it this week or next, we'll see but til then I hope you'll enjoy this one<3

A whole week had passed since we both agreed on the whole friends-with-benefits thing. And to be honest, the weirdness in the air faded really quickly, but we also didn't get intimate the whole time, so I couldn't quite tell how long the weirdness would be gone. At least I had the time to start all over with my art project and make it watchable this time.

At the weekend, everyone was busy studying for the upcoming exams, while I had to attend another soul-sucking event my parents wanted me to. This time, I kept my mouth shut and didn't speak unless I had to. This was the first night after a long time my parents didn't call me the biggest disappointment. It felt nice. Too nice for my liking. I wasn't used to them behaving this way, but I also wasn't used to me behaving like they wanted me to behave.

I kept my back straight and my smile polite as I stood among a crowd of well-dressed people who spoke in clipped, rehearsed tones. The event hall was grand, with chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, the scent of expensive perfume and champagne thick in the air. My parents were busy socializing, shaking hands with people I barely recognized, people who pretended to care about each other's achievements while secretly competing for who had the best success story to flaunt.

I hated these events. Always had.

But after hours of suffering, I was driven home by the driver of my parents, and for the first time, I felt like I wasn't a burden to them. Maybe it was my fault all along, and I was being childish and overdramatic. Maybe this was what I had to do the whole time, keep my mouth shut and do what they wanted me to for a few hours. I mean, that's the least I can do, right?

A few days later, I was sitting in the campus library, attempting to shove an entire semester's worth of knowledge into my already exhausted brain.

Spoiler alert: it wasn't working.

I stared blankly at my notes, the words blurring together into an indecipherable mess. Art history. Movements, techniques, dates. Normally, I found some level of interest in it, but today, everything felt dull and suffocating. Probably because my brain was still preoccupied with thoughts I didn't want to have.

Thoughts about that stupid event. About how easy it had been to be the daughter my parents always wanted. About how it had made me feel, lighter, in a way, but also... less. I hated that I was still thinking about it. It wasn't a big deal. I did what I had to do. That was life, right?

I sighed, rubbing my temples. Focus. I needed to focus. I had exams coming up. Real-life problems that needed my attention. The chair across from me scraped against the floor, and before I even looked up, I knew who it was.

Jungkook.

Because of course, the universe wasn't going to let me sit in peace and overthink my existence in solitude.

He plopped down, a lazy grin tugging at his lips as he leaned forward, resting his arms on the table. "You look miserable for someone who is a bit overdressed."

I shot him a flat look. "That's because I am miserable."

He snorted, peeking at my notes. "Cramming last minute?"

"No, I just love spending my free time reading about 18th-century brush techniques."

Jungkook smirked. "Sexy."

I rolled my eyes. "Why are you here?"

He shrugged. "Felt like annoying you."

Of course he did.

I sighed, tapping my pen against my notebook. Jungkook had an annoying talent for making me forget whatever I was brooding about, and as much as I wanted to stay in my little bubble of self-pity, part of me was relieved he was here.

"Did you even study?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him.

He leaned back, stretching his arms over his head. "Nope. Just gonna wing it."

I groaned. "You can't just wing it. These exams are-"

"Relax, I'll be fine." He tilted his head, studying me for a second. "You, on the other hand, look like you might explode."

"That's because I might explode."

He chuckled, and then his gaze softened slightly. "Still thinking about the event?"

I hesitated. I hadn't told him much, just the basics. That it had been suffocating. That my parents had, for once, not looked at me like I was a letdown. I hadn't told him the part where I wasn't sure how I felt about it.

Jungkook sighed, leaning forward again. "Look, I know you want them to see you. Really see you. But don't lose yourself trying to be someone you're not."

I swallowed. "I'm not."

He raised an eyebrow.

I exhaled sharply. "I just... I don't know. Maybe I make things harder than they have to be."

Jungkook studied me, then reached over, plucking my pen from my hand. "Let's take a break."

I frowned. "I can't."

"Yes, you can." He smirked. "Come on, let's go get food. You're going to fail your exams and die of stress at this rate."

I stared at him, my mind warring between wanting to be responsible and knowing he was right.

Finally, I sighed. "Fine."

His grin widened. "Knew you'd see reason."

On our way out, we nearly crashed into Namjoon, who looked like he was one all-nighter away from complete collapse. His arms are stacked with books, thick ones, the kind that makes you reconsider your entire life's choices, and the dark bags under his eyes suggest he hasn't seen the sun in days. He doesn't even seem to notice us. Or anyone, really. Just a man and his books, locked in an academic death match.

"Dude," Jungkook says, stepping aside before Namjoon accidentally bulldozes through him. "Blink twice if you're alive."

Namjoon blinks exactly zero times.

I tilt my head, eyeing his precariously stacked tower of textbooks. "Do you need help?"

Namjoon finally registers our existence, blinking blearily like he's just now remembering the concept of human interaction. "No, no, I'm good," he mutters, adjusting the books in his grip. One slides dangerously close to the edge, and I instinctively reach out, steadying it before it topples.

"You sure?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

He sighs, clearly not sure, but Namjoon being Namjoon, he nods anyway. "Just... finals. You know how it is."

Jungkook smirks. "Can't relate."

I shoot him a look. "That's because you have the study habits of a cockroach."

Jungkook shrugs, entirely unbothered. "Hey, cockroaches survive everything."

Namjoon barely reacts, just exhales tiredly. "I should go. Still have three chapters to get through before my next class."

Jungkook looks as if he saw a dinosaur. "Is this some rich kid stuff?"

"Jungkook...that's called studying," I say with zero emotion.

He lifts his arms in a motion that makes me read his mind. "no need to get personal" would his exact words be.

After giving him a not-so-friendly look, he speaks again, "And when was the last time you slept?"

Namjoon pauses as if actually having to dig through his brain for the answer. That in itself is concerning.

I cross my arms. "Namjoon."

"Technically, I napped for twenty minutes on my desk," he says as if that's supposed to reassure me.

Jungkook grins. "Damn. That's worse than you, Y/N."

I ignore him. "Namjoon, you're going to pass out if you keep this up."

"I can't fail this class," he says, almost desperately. "If I don't-"

"Yeah, yeah, your entire academic career crumbles, and life as you know it ends," Jungkook deadpans. "We get it."

I shoot him another glare before turning back to Namjoon. "At least eat something," I insist. "We're getting food. Come with us."

Namjoon hesitates, glancing at his books like they might get up and walk away if he abandons them for too long.

Jungkook nudges him. "Come on, brainiac. You'll study better if you're actually conscious."

Namjoon sighs, rubbing a hand over his exhausted face. "Fine. But only for a little bit."

"See?" Jungkook grins, throwing an arm around Namjoon's shoulder as we walk out. "This is why we're friends. We save you from yourself."

Namjoon just groans. "I already regret this."

I laugh. "Too late."

***

Another few days had passed, making today a Friday. Normally, I would be happy, but I knew I would be studying the whole weekend without any break.

Or so I thought.

By the time the evening rolled around, my brain was already fried from staring at the same notes all day. My eyes felt like they were going to melt out of my skull, and the idea of spending another two days like this made me want to throw myself into oncoming traffic.

I sighed, stretching my arms over my head when my phone buzzed on my desk.

Jungkook: Get dressed. We're going out.

I frowned at the screen.

Me: No.

Jungkook: Yes.

Me: I have exams, and you too, idiot.

Jungkook: And you also have a life. Come on, just a few hours. You're going to fail if you burn out.

He wasn't wrong. Not that I was about to admit that.

Me: Where?

Jungkook: That's the spirit. I'll be outside in 10.

I groaned, rubbing my hands down my face. Was I really doing this? Was I really going to let Jungkook drag me out when I should be knee-deep in revision?

Apparently, yes.

With minimal effort, I threw on something decent, not bothering too much because, knowing Jungkook, we weren't going anywhere fancy.

When I stepped outside, he was already there, leaning against his bike like he had all the time in the world. He whistled when he saw me. "Hot."

I rolled my eyes. "This is a bad idea."

"Probably." He tossed me a helmet. "Come on."

I hesitated for exactly two seconds before sighing and climbing on behind him.

Jungkook didn't tell me where we were going, which should've been a red flag, but at this point, I was too tired to fight him. The city lights blurred past as we sped through the streets, the cool air against my skin waking me up more than caffeine ever could.

Eventually, we stopped in front of a small but crowded bar tucked between two buildings. The neon sign flickered slightly, and I could already hear the bass of whatever song was playing inside.

I raised an eyebrow. "Really? A bar? Again? This won't end up well."

Jungkook shrugged. "Thought you could use a drink."

I gave him an exhausted look. "Jungkook."

"It'll help, I promise."

I sighed. "Fine. One drink."

Inside, the place was packed with students who had also clearly given up on pretending to be responsible. The music wasn't deafening, but it was loud enough that conversations had to be spoken close. Jungkook led us to a booth in the corner, ordering drinks without even asking me what I wanted.

Minutes later, I was nursing a cold glass in my hands, already feeling some of the stress slipping away. Maybe Jungkook was onto something. Maybe I did need a break.

That's when I saw him.

Across the room, leaning against the bar, talking to some girl with an easy smirk. My ex. The ex who had fucked my so-called "friend" behind my back.

My stomach twisted. Because of course, of all places, of all nights, he had to be here too.

Jungkook followed my gaze, then leaned in slightly. "You okay?"

I swallowed, forcing a small smile. "Yeah. Totally."

Lies. Jungkook didn't look convinced. His eyes flickered between me and the scene unfolding across the bar, where my ex was now leaning in, whispering something in the girl's ear that made her giggle. My grip tightened around my glass.

"Want me to punch him?" Jungkook asked casually, taking a sip of his drink. He didn't know who this guy was, but he could tell that something had happened between us.

I snorted. "Tempting. But no."

He hummed, tilting his head. "I could just trip him on his way to the bathroom. Real subtle."

"Jungkook."

"What?" He shrugged. "Assholes deserve consequences."

I sighed, forcing myself to look away. I was over it. Or at least, I was supposed to be. It had been months since the breakup, and I had no business still feeling anything about it. But seeing him now, so unbothered, so fine, yeah, it stung.

Maybe it was less about him and more about the fact that I had spent so much time feeling like shit while he got to walk around acting like he never did anything wrong. Like I never even mattered.

"Hey," Jungkook said, nudging my knee with his. "You want to leave?"

I thought about it. I thought about bolting out the door, about locking myself in my room and pretending I never saw him. But then I imagined him seeing me do that. Imagined him thinking I still cared enough to let him ruin my night.

"No." I squared my shoulders. "I'm fine."

Jungkook watched me for a beat, then smirked. "Then let's make him uncomfortable."

I frowned. "What?"

But before I could fully process what was happening, Jungkook was moving closer, slinging an arm over the back of the booth behind me. His fingers brushed against my shoulder as he leaned in, his breath warm against my ear.

I tensed. "Jeon-"

He grinned. "Relax. Just making sure he sees you having a great time."

I rolled my eyes, but the corner of my mouth twitched. "You're ridiculous."

"Maybe." His smirk widened. "But you're smiling now."

Damn it. He was right.

And, because the universe has a twisted sense of humor, when I finally let myself relax, when I finally let Jungkook distract me, that's when my ex noticed us. I felt it before I saw it. That shift in the air, the weight of an unwelcome gaze settling on me.

Slowly, I turned my head, meeting his eyes across the bar.

His smirk faltered. His jaw tightened.

And I, just to be petty, leaned into Jungkook's touch, tilting my head slightly as I laughed at something he whispered in my ear.

My ex's expression darkened.

"Alright," Jungkook murmured, his voice dripping with amusement. "Now this is fun."

I took a slow sip of my drink, my eyes still locked with my ex's. His date was saying something to him, but he wasn't listening anymore. His focus was on me.

Jungkook chuckled, a low and amused sound. "He looks like he just bit into a lemon."

"Good," I muttered.

Jungkook tilted his head. "Want to really piss him off?"

I turned to him, raising an eyebrow. "What exactly are you suggesting?"

He smirked. "Come dance with me."

I hesitated. That was a dangerous idea. Jungkook was already dangerously attractive, and if we danced, really danced, there was no way my ex wouldn't take notice.

But wasn't that the whole point?

"Fine," I said, grabbing his hand and dragging him towards the dance floor before I could overthink it.

The music pulsed around us, the bass vibrating through the floor. The crowd moved as one, bodies pressed close, the air thick with heat and energy. Jungkook pulled me into him, his hands settling low on my waist as he moved to the beat.

"You sure you can handle this, Kook?" I teased, wrapping my arms around his neck.

He grinned. "You have no idea."

And then he really started dancing. Smooth, fluid movements that had me pressed flush against him, his hands guiding my hips in sync with his own. It was effortless, natural, the kind of chemistry that made the whole room fade away.

I knew my ex was watching. I felt his stare burning into my skin. And then, because I was feeling bold, reckless, and petty, I tipped my chin up, brushing my lips against Jungkook's ear.

"Kiss me," I whispered.

Jungkook stilled for half a second. Just a half second. Then his hands tightened on my waist, and he pulled me in, crashing his lips onto mine.

It wasn't soft. It wasn't careful. It was heat and tension and something electric. His fingers dug into my hips, pulling me closer, and I let out a sound I swore was just for effect. But then he deepened the kiss, one hand sliding up my back, and suddenly I wasn't thinking about my ex anymore.

I was only thinking about him.

The crowd pressed around us, bodies moving, music pounding, but all I could feel was Jungkook, his touch, his breath, the way he kissed me like he meant it.

When we finally pulled away, I was breathless. Jungkook's eyes were dark, unreadable, his chest rising and falling.

"Well," he murmured, lips ghosting against mine. "That should do it."

I blinked, momentarily forgetting what it even was. But then I caught a glimpse of my ex storming toward the exit, and I smirked. Maybe this whole friends with benefits wasn't a bad thing after all. To be honest, this man can kiss, and holy shit, the things I would do to feel these lips again.

"Mission accomplished."

Jungkook laughed, shaking his head. "You're trouble."

I shrugged. "You knew that already."

He hummed, eyes dropping to my lips. "Yeah. But I think I like it."

Jungkook's eyes flickered to my lips again, his tongue darting out to wet his own like he was contemplating something. My heart was still hammering against my ribs, my skin buzzing in a way that had nothing to do with the alcohol. And the worst part? I didn't want it to stop.

"Wanna get out of here?" Jungkook murmured, his voice low, intimate, just for me.

I should have said no. I should have laughed it off, pushed him away, made some joke to diffuse whatever the hell was happening between us.

But I didn't.

Instead, I nodded. "Yeah. Let's go."

His smirk deepened, and before I could second-guess myself, he was grabbing my hand and leading me through the throng of people. I barely registered the bodies we brushed past, the music pounding in my ears. My focus was only on him, the warmth of his hand, the way his grip tightened slightly like he was making sure I wouldn't change my mind.

Outside, the cool night air hit me like a slap, sobering but not enough to shake off the way Jungkook was looking at me. Like I was something he wanted to devour.

"So..." he drawled, leaning against his bike, watching me with that lazy smirk. "What now?"

I swallowed. I should go home. I should get back to my notes, to my exams, to my sanity. But I wasn't thinking straight. I stepped closer, reaching for his jacket, fingers curling around the fabric. "Take me home." His smirk faltered for just a second, his dark eyes searching mine. And then—

"Yeah," he exhaled, voice rough. "Okay."

The ride back was a blur. I barely felt the wind against my skin, and barely noticed the city lights flashing past. All I could focus on was the warmth of Jungkook's body in front of me, the way my arms were wrapped around his torso, my fingers clutching at his shirt.

By the time we reached my place, I was already breathless. I slid off the bike, turning to face him. He didn't move, just sat there, watching me like he was waiting for me to say something.

"Come inside," I said before I could stop myself.

His eyes darkened. "You sure?"

I nodded.

He killed the engine, swung his leg over, and followed me inside without another word. The door had barely clicked shut before he was on me. His hands were everywhere, gripping my waist, sliding up my back, threading into my hair as his lips crashed onto mine again, hungrier this time. I gasped against his mouth, my fingers tugging at his jacket, and he groaned, deep and low, before shrugging it off.

"This is a bad idea. I have to study," I muttered against his lips.

Jungkook grinned. "Fuck it."

And then we weren't talking anymore. His lips were insistent, pressing against mine like he had something to prove like this was something inevitable. My back hit the door, his hands skimming down my sides, fingers gripping just tight enough to make my breath catch.

I should stop this.

But then he exhaled against my skin, his lips trailing along my jaw, and suddenly, stopping felt like the last thing I wanted to do.

"Let me take all your stress away," Jungkook murmured against my collarbone, his voice low, and rough, his hands slipping beneath my shirt's hem.

I grabbed fistfuls of his t-shirt, dragging him closer, pulling him into me until there was no space left between us. I felt his smirk before he kissed me again, deep and slow this time like he was savoring it. Like he knew exactly what he was doing to me.

Somewhere in the mess of limbs and heat, we stumbled toward my couch. The backs of his knees hit the edge, and he let himself fall, pulling me down with him. I was sitting on his lap, and his dark eyes locked onto mine.

"Want to fuck you so bad," he murmured.

"Stop talking" I whispered back, my fingers tracing up his neck.

Jungkook's jaw tightened, his eyes flickering between mine before he kissed me again. I started feeling him growing harder underneath me, making me let out a soft moan. Without thinking any further, my hips started grinding against his slowly. Jungkook let out a muffled "fuck" against my lips before his tattooed hand trailed down to my ass.

Another moan escaped my mouth when I felt him gripping my ass.

"I'll come if you continue making these noises," his voice is husky, making me wetter than I was before.

I couldn't think straight as soon as his other hand started massaging my breasts. At that moment, I knew I was fucked. At that moment, I knew he had me wrapped around his finger, and holy shit, I hated it. I hated that he had this much power over me right now. That if he would stop, I'd beg him to continue.

"Fuck, Koo," my whines brought out a low groan out of him, and our movements became faster. 

His hand left my ass and went up to stroke my hair. My head fell on his shoulder while my breathing became more uneven.

"I'm so close baby" Jungkook brings out before he said, "Fuck you're so perfect".

A loud whine escaped my mouth and my fingers tightened around the fabric of his shirt. And a few moments later, we both came. I should've said something. I should've broken the tension, made some jokes, and kept things light before my brain caught up with my body and started overthinking everything. 

Instead, Jungkook beat me to it.

"Shit," he muttered, "That was..."

"Yeah," I exhaled, turning my head to look at him. 

Silence stretched between us, not exactly uncomfortable, but definitely charged. His fingers traced lazy patterns against my skin, absentminded but deliberate.

"Are we going to pretend this didn't happen?" I asked finally, forcing some kind of normalcy into my voice.

Jungkook tilted his head toward me, his lips twitching into something almost amused. "Do you want to pretend it didn't happen?"

I opened my mouth, ready to say yes, ready to make this easy, but then he dragged his fingers up my side, his touch featherlight, and my body betrayed me with a shiver.

His smirk deepened. "That's what I thought."

I groaned, burying my face in the crook of his neck. "You're insufferable."

"And yet, you dry-humped me."

I moved my head to glare at him again. "This doesn't mean anything."

Jungkook raised an eyebrow. "Sure."

I huffed. "I'm serious. This was just... stress relief. A one-time thing."

"Right."

"Jungkook."

"Y/N."

I narrowed my eyes. He was enjoying this way too much.

"Whatever," I muttered, suddenly exhausted.

Jungkook chuckled. "If you say so."

Silence again, but this time, it felt heavier.  I should tell him to leave. I should establish some kind of boundary before this got messy.

But I didn't.

"Wanna stay?" I said instead, and the next thing I remember is him lying beside me in only sweatpants.

[letomills]

TS2 CC downloaders & creators discussion recap

Under the cut is a recap of the feedback gathered from the comments, community replies and reblogs on this thread. Thank you for taking the time to give your input! I tried to organize everything clearly in categories, with what was most often brought up at the top of each. I hope I didn’t forget anything. If I did, or you feel I didn't do your point justice, or you didn’t get a chance to say your piece, feel free to comment (I can always make edits). The text in brackets [] is my own remarks that I'm adding to the report.

About CC in general:

The people clamored for clear swatches/pictures that show which file corresponds to which recolor, so we can pick and choose what to keep.

Many people would like creators to put their usernames in their file names (or object descriptions) so they are easier to trace back to later. Two creators had counterpoints to this. One who has a long username said: “as a creator, I don't like to be told how I should name my files (besides identifying the thing clearly, which I think we really should do). If I've made the effort to make a thing, take previews, upload it, write the post etc. Just spend 5 seconds of your life renaming the file to whatever is convinient to you, I'm not going to add 16 characters to each of my files to include my username (I still think that longer names = longer loading time).” The other creator said: “As a creator, I don't want to put my full username in tooltips (just SB) because some hair names are quite long and I do not have the time to re tooltip the names.”

On the topic of file names, many people agreed that creators should not put special characters and spaces in their file names, to optimize loading times. One creator clarified: “the filenames should always have _ instead of spaces, as apparently this allows the game to load them easier/faster [...] underscores should be the only kind of special character in them” [use the Bulk Rename Utility - see tutorial by @ilovethesims2cc].

Still on file names, a Mac user said they dislike when file names are too long because apparently long file names are enough for Macs to shit themselves [sorry if I misunderstood, never had a Mac].

Several people mentioned disliking poorly optimized CC (one person listed: “bulky for no reason, unused bump maps, comically large or duplicated textures, things that could easily be repo'd but are not”), one person pointed out: “There is no reason a TS2 object needs a texture bigger than 1024x1024 unless it’s a special case like a skybox.”

One person said they dislike when a CC post lacks basic text info about what the download is. On this note, another person said they dislike when a creator isn’t clearly stating what mesh their recolors are for.

Two people asked that creators state their stuff’s polycounts.

Two people said they dislike when the recolors for a piece of CC are only available merged together, as they want to be able to easily choose which they want to keep. On the other hand, someone who “takes all recolors anyway” said they would like creators to offer a merged version of their recolors [you can merge CC to reduce loading times using LazyDuchess’s CC Merger].

One person recommended avoiding just using “here” as hyperlink text, but instead describing what you are linking to, so that if the link gets broken we still have a chance to find the thing. In the same vein, they and another person advised against reliance on an image alone to give info about the download. As we know, images can disappear, and a Google search won’t lead to the item if your post has no text that Google can detect.

About the images that creators do show, one person mentioned a download not having a proper preview as their pet peeve. On previews, two people recommended that the piece of CC be clearly visible and the main focus. Two people said they like when a preview of the item is included in the archive (“helpful when looking through old CC”).

One person said they appreciate when creators give two download links to two different hosting platforms, in case one of them ever breaks.

One person asked for creators to always test their stuff before uploading [it should go without saying but we do see egregious things to this day]. Their pet peeve is “CC with obvious issues that can’t have been tested properly in game! Don’t just look at it in build mode or bodyshop, actually use the item in live mode. Have a Sim wear the clothing or use the object!” They pointed out as an example that some CC lights don’t light up. Someone else said: “if there are minor imperfections, that's ok! But let your downloaders know what to expect.”

One person said that they enjoy reading detailed descriptions of CC: “Share your inspos, what went wrong, tag the pieces you used if you are Frankenmeshing because I might want those items too! Creating and sharing is deeply personal, don't be afraid to share a part of who you are in your downloads if you feel comfortable doing so.” [If I may offer a slight counterpoint, I think detailed technical info + proper crediting should always be frontloaded. And then, in a separate paragraph, you can write about how you made this because your grandma used to wear something similar on those cool autumn days back when you were 6. But please, don’t expect your audience to have to parse through your life story to get the basic info they need to even understand what the download is.]

On subfolders: one person mentioned that they dislike when individual files are placed in subfolders; someone else said they don’t like many subfolders within an archive; a third person said that when downloading a ‘bulk’ CC pack, they dislike when each item has its individual subfolder (unless the object has dozens of recolors).

One person said they dislike downloads that include a large number of things that aren’t all part of a single coherent set.

One person said they dislike gift/mega packages that don’t give the possibility to pick and choose what you’re downloading.

One person asked that creators compressorize their CC, unless there is a good reason for not doing so, reason that should be stated [yes please! Use jfade’s Compressorizer, found on this page].

One person said they like when creators who make recolors give a link to the mesh they are recoloring whenever possible, even if the mesh is included.

One person mentioned appreciating when creators include base PSDs in their downloads [they were talking about hair specifically but I suppose it can be done for other things too].

About Bodyshop CC specifically:

Many people mentioned disliking when a piece of clothing lacks a fat morph (as one person put it: ✨“its literally bigotry”✨ [iconic]), or has a fat morph that's blatantly a quickly WSO’d afterthought. Someone said: “Absurdly shaped/clipping fat morphs that were most probably never tested in game before uploading are pretty annoying”; someone else said: “I make male content and am constantly flabbergasted by some of the UM Top fat morphs that make no attempt to align with Bottom items, or look completely ridiculous. [...] WSOs are a great starting point, but that's just it: a starting point" [I couldn’t agree more]. One person added that clothes should also have preg morphs.

One person really wants tooltips. Someone else further asked that creators give actually helpful tooltips to their recolors to make it easier to identify which recolor corresponds to which file [you can use CatOfEvilGenius’s Tooltip utility to give your recolors tooltips that correspond to their file names].

One person mentioned gaps in meshes being their #1 pet peeve [putting this in this section because I’m assuming they’re referring to Bodyshop CC].

One person asks that creators give their accessories unique BIN numbers to make them layerable with other accessories.

The same person would like creators to remember to delete the inapplicable ages in their accessories [this also goes for hairs].

The same person also appreciates when creators make custom thumbnails for their accessories, “especially for accessories that are not on the face”.

The same person said: “Accessories that are 'part of the sim' (like ears, tails, etc.) should be showerproof”. Another person had the same request: “Body part accessories (such as animal ears, tails, horns, wings) should be available for all types of clothing.”

One person appreciates when hair meshers specify if their hair is animated or not.

One person would like to see more hairs for toddlers and children.

For geneticized skintones, one person said they find it helpful when the genetic number is indicated in the file name.

About Build & Buy CC specifically: 

Several people said they dislike when CC objects are set to an absurd price (like a couch for 1 simoleon) [this can be fixed with Pick’N’Mix’s Object Relocator], and two people added that they dislike when an object’s price isn’t congruent with their stats (like when an expensive bed has a low energy score). A creator further said: “whats worse is sometimes items are cloned from a very expensive item, and then the creator has reduced the stats shown in the description, but the bhav still has very high ratings, or sometimes it can be the other way around, an item might have been cloned from a cheap one, then their displayed stats are set to 10 but the bhavs still have low ratings”.

Three people said that they really appreciate when creators state which category their object is in and what the price is. One person said they appreciate when creators give info about how their object functions (“Is it just deco? Does it have hobby enthusiasm?” etc.). For complex objects, they like when there’s a video to show how it works. 

One person said they dislike when creators place objects in categories that don’t make sense. Someone said more specifically that they like when objects are put in categories other than deco/sculptures or deco/misc.

One person said they dislike blank object descriptions or object descriptions that were left the same as that of the Maxis object that the piece of CC was cloned from.

One person said they don’t like when objects aren’t enabled for quarter-tile placement [can be fixed in simPe or with the Object Relocator].

One person said they dislike non-functional objects (like a sofa that’s a sculpture).

One person brought up two experiences they and their friend had with CC beds that didn’t have unique GUIDs and therefore would override other beds. In the same vein, someone else said they dislike when a creator forgets to mention that their CC is not custom but default and will override something in the game.

One person encourages creators to learn about the TXMT settings of objects (e.g. should an object be reflective?) and praised @pforestsims and @shastakiss for their CC in that regard. Another person said they dislike when an object is too shiny, which is also a TXMT setting.

One person said they dislike “transparent cut out textures”. [I quote because I’m clueless about this:] “I’ve seen this a lot on TS3 or other game conversions, where the texture has been imported without enabling transparency, and you get ugly squares around draw handles and such. Import the texture as DXT 5 and enable AlphaTest in the TXMT.”

One person said they like when 4t2 conversions have several subsets.

The Mac user among us would like creators to resize their walls and floors for Macs, otherwise they show up grey in game.

About lots specifically:

Two people said they like when creators show the floor plans of their lots.

[u3pxx]

WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT'S 2024?!?!

next, you're gonna tell me it's gonna be some made-up year like "2025" next. tch, imagine that.

anyways, whoo! 2023! compared to both 2022 and 2021, i gotta say, my art style took a hard swerve in some direction this year. i mean, look at that klavier from january and that butch kim from just this december! (granted, i heavily referenced the portrait of butch kim but still, i didn't use to paint! mama mia!)

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the way i drew faces has definitely changed, that's what i get for getting into something that's live-action and into smth that has realistically proportioned art lol

OH! OH! HOW COULD I FORGET!!! IT WAS (and still will be) THE YEAR OF THE OLD MAN!! i really learned how to draw aged faces this year! ach fraulein, i have not stopped drawing people in their 40's-50's! i would say "send help" but i'm actually having a lot of fun ASKSKS

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i think a funny thing about these art summaries i've done is that they're mostly ace attorney but then there's just a month where i become a different type of ill LMAO this year it was four months for the price of two new interests!

cheers! here's to 2024!!! hope y'all have a fun art year!!!!

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i'm gonna ramble more below about like, other art things i did this year but i'm gonna put it under 'keep reading' bc this baby is getting way too wordy now WHEEZES

1. FAVORITE THINGS I'VE DRAWN THIS YEAR (IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER)

⚖️ mea culpa comic [x]

drawing this one was so time-consuming and ambitious but boy, do i love the end result! i had fun doing the inks for this one but was it a lot! i usually color in lineart and render everything but i had to stop myself from doing it for this one bc man, i'll die asksks

this also has some of my favorite apollos i've drawn, definitely

also! the part about the lineart not being colored and no rendering ended up being a deliberate stylistic choice for this one bc i had like more freedom to do just shadows with inks without it looking too out of place.

💐 my lawfully wedded zine spread [x]

now this one isn't out yet but take my word for when i say that this is one of the most craxy things i've ever drawn for this year, on account of drawing a comic AND group shot all in one!

also literally one of the prettiest things i've rendered this year, lookit that klav...

🎉 aa4 redraw - 2022 anniversary [x]

kind of like my wedding zine piece, group photos are insane, and rendering like uhhh [looks at drawing] 11 CHARACTERS IS ALSO INSANE if i try and draw a group photo again you have to stop me DFGHDJ

🎨 my art fight stuff [x] [x]

was possessed in the month of july or smth bc i pumped out like how many drawings so quickly (before i got burnt out that is pftt)

pace yourselves and don't be like me pls ajshgdghhjk

💥 people park day [x]

my friend told me that it was very obvious i watched across the spiderverse when they saw this FDFGHJD

but yea! this is when i started getting really into like, thought bubbles or just like, panels or drawings within a drawing when coming up with layouts

i still love the colors on this one...

🪩 fem disco portraits

ok so i haven't uploaded these yet but you have to trust me when i say that something was in the water DFGHDJ

who knew that all it took for me to learn how to paint was butches

2. ALSO DID YOU KNOW THAT I SOLD STICKERS THIS YEAR IN OUR UNI'S ART MART?

THE ONLY GOOD THING ABOUT THAT SCHOOL I SWEAR PFTTT this experience has also awaken the merch beast in me and i need to make more physical things for my brain to be happy, that's just how it be pfttt

hopefully next year i can actually start like a shopee shop or whatever lmao

3. ART FIGHT

i'm actually quite happy i got to participate in art fight this year! very delighted for all the art i've gotten and very fun to have drawn for others too!!

4. ZINES

i got invited and joined so many zines from 2022 continuing to 2023 that i kind of got burnt out from participating for now ngl ASKSKSKS not gonna be joining much this year oopsiessss! (unless i lose self-control [very likely])

5. SCHOOL

i don't actually like a lot of the stuff i draw for art school bc i tend to cram and not have fun pftt <- adhd moment, tragic! but here are some that i actually kind of like lol

6. THAT'S IT!

i think that's it! thanks for reading all the way down here!! o(*￣▽￣*)ブ

[givetomurasomechapstick]

Hi I saw your request open and wanted to try to request something. Is it possible for you to write about Rottmnt Mikey? So S/O / Reader? is a make up artist but she very very rarely posted about her transformative cosplay make ups that could change her entire facial features into whoever she was cosplaying as and Mikey didn't know about that as he only thought S/O was more of normal makeup artist. One day, when S/O was visiting Mikey and the others while they forgot about their own makeup being a famous artist in that universe for a makeup post on their social media. Tired and forgetting suddenly S/O was being alerted by Mikey who was still friendly but had an edge to his voice due to not recognizing S/O thinking an intruder had come to the lair, alerting his brothers as well. This made S/O finally awaken from her drowsiness and quickly wiped off her makeup to reveal her face? I just think it's a comical scene and would love to see if you could do it if possible. Please don't be pressured by this. Hope you have a nice day. 🐻

Interesting idea. I'll see what I can do! Hope this is what you wanted 💖

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Mikey X MakeupArtist!Reader

Notes: Fem Reader!! (Y/N)'s POV! April is mentioned too! Donnie is also really the only one out of the brothers to really speak here, sorry about that. Mikey might be a teeny bit ooc.

"Mistakes were made lessons were learned..." - Rise Leo in Hot Soup the Game (I literally but that for no reason)

Warnings: None really.

Key: (Y/N) Your name, (F/S) favorite show, (N/N) nickname

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If you haven't yet, this is a reminder to check out my 2025 Requesting Rules! Requesting is open!!

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"And done!" I had just finished posting my newest makeup art. Unlike usually, I uploaded more of a cosplay makeup of my favorite character from (F/S).

Which is honestly, pretty rare of me. One top of that, I was also extremely tired. Mainly and only because there was a big test going on at my school that me and my friend, April, were studying for.

I think I might've forgot the sleep last night. Whatever. At least I don't look like it.

'Maybe going to hang with the guys will keep my mind off of that darn test.' So that's exactly what I did. But I'm feeling like I forgot something...

...

When I was walking there, I felt a lot of eyes on me. What? Did a mosquito bite me or something? It isn't even bug season. Maybe I have dirt on my face? It was strange but I tried to brush it off. But things only got weirder when I got to the lair.

The way they looked at me was so weird. I must have something on my face, but what? 'But why are they looking at me like that?' "Uh, hi there." Mikey said perking up a smile, but had some uncertainty in his voice. But he sounded pretty cautious. Mostly normally, but a little cautious. But why?

Before I knew it, Mikey was gone. I think I heard him say something like "Guys, I think there's an intruder in the lair." but I wasn't sure cause it was pretty faint. But next time I seen him, he had his brothers with him, and they were all weaponed and geared up. I quirked up a brow and my eyes filled with some shock. So kind of like a face mixed with confusion and shock.

But then I pieced the puzzle pieces together. 'That's what I was missing!' I quickly looked down at my hands, and roughly rubbed my face with them. Until my hands were smeared with makeup. It must've not been enough thought. "M-Mikey, can you get me a little water...?" I asked unsure, yet softly so I don't scare them if they really doesn't know it's me, but that did the opposite.

"They know my name!" Mikey shrieked and Donnie held out his tech bow further. "What else do you know? I guess you know all of our names, hm?" Donnie scoffed, snarling.

I guess saying his name got them on edge. However, Mikey carefully brought a bowl of water over, the boys gripped their weapons tighter.

When I held the bowl of water in my lap, I dipped my hands inside and wiped my face off. Getting rid of most of the makeup. Enough to tell it was me at least.

"(N/N)..." Mikey mumbled in shock, before he quickly rushed up and hugged me. "Omigosh! I'm so sorry! I thought you was an intruder who was a spy or something. I'm really sorry." I made sure to hug back tightly. I couldn't help but chuckle thought as we pulled away.

"It's okay Mike. My mistake, not yours." I pat his head gently. By now, the brothers has lowered their weapons and their grip has decreased greatly from when they thought I was... whatever they thought I was.

At least I guess I learned a lesson today. Mirrors are there for a reason!

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Did my best, and I hope you enjoy! Kind of short, sorry about that tho. You are also the first request I chose!

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If you haven't yet, this is a reminder to check out my 2025 Requesting Rules!

[pavlovianfuckery]

lets be mean to dream

A/N: Re-uploading all my fics after having a slight mental breakdown and deleting everything so this is kind of old, but bone apple tea and all that anyway

AO3

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Summary: If you've ever wanted to smack Dream around a little this is for you I guess

Pairing: Dream/F!Reader

Notes: handjob, some light slapping, no use of y/n

Length: 2100~ words

It's hard to pinpoint the exact moment where things had changed, but somewhere along the way what had started as an uneasy sense of companionship had grown into something more. It still felt surreal, especially when he would be totally absorbed in his work for days or weeks at a time. He would always come back to you eventually though, and if his shoulders seemed a fraction heavier you'd be there, to give whatever he needed. Neither of you had said it out loud but when you were alone, every small and private surrender spoke louder than words ever could.

Not that words are on your mind right now, because he's kissing you, nestled in a secluded corner of the library, the surrounding shelves hiding you from view. There is a quiet desperation to it, the way he presses in close, as if getting close enough would let you somehow absorb what's on his mind. Despite holding the collective unconscious of every living being, he is remarkably bad at outright telling you what he needs. It's equal parts sweet and frustrating, because he isn't shy, not precisely. Going outside of his function and asking for something solely for himself still doesn't come easy, but if there's one thing you've learnt from your time together it's to be patient with him.

"Will you slow down a bit?" You hold him gently back, giving yourself time to catch your breath. It's a gradual thing, but finally he simply rests his forehead on yours, eyes closed, his unneeded breath ghosting across your cheek. This is another thing you've noticed, the way he deliberately seems to make himself more human when he wants something from you. For a moment neither of you speaks, then you sigh and bump his nose with yours. "I can tell there's something. Talk to me?"

"There is something. I want..." he trails off, hesitating for a split second. The word 'want' sounds almost foreign in his mouth, as if it doesn't belong there. Wetting his lips he continues, still not looking at you, "I want you to hurt me."

"I can probably do that, if you elaborate a bit."

While things in that area aren't new to you, he's never asked for anything like that before. The thought doesn't lack appeal though, your mind almost instantly goes to bruises, marking his flawless skin. It's not much of a surprise when he frowns.

"How so? It should be fairly obvious what I am asking for."

You do your best to not roll your eyes at him. This isn't the first time he's been impatient and vague, so it's perhaps not entirely successful.

"To you, maybe. But I'm going to need a bit more detail than that. You want me to hit you? Or, I don't know, call you names?"

"Yes." He doesn't offer any more specifics, but at least it's a start.

"To both?" That gets you a nod, but not much more.

At least you know that he's not being coy or trying to be an ass, it's just...how he is.

"Fair enough. But let's keep it light for now. I'm not going to punch you in the face or get a cane out, especially not here." It's not clear if he had been considering either of those things as options, but better safe than sorry. "You good with that?"

"That is agreeable enough, for now."

"Great. So..." you peck his cheek before slowly kissing your way down the side of his neck, lips barely brushing his skin. "Do you remember that time on the stairs?"

"How could I forget?" He shivers almost imperceptibly at your touch, his lips twitching into a small smile.

"Then you remember what we agreed back then?"

He sighs, leaning back against the shelves.

"Nightmare." When he speaks, his adam's apple bobs and you have to fight the urge to chase it with your mouth.

"Good." You kiss him again, deep and slow. And then you slap him.

It's barely a love-tap, one on each cheek, just to test how he responds. It's only a small hitch of breath, eyes fluttering closed for a second, and he doesn't stop you. If anything he leans into your touch, daring you.

"Again."

At the next few strikes his cheeks gain just a hint of colour, and you can't help but wonder what the rest of his skin would look like, flushed and pretty, all for you. The next blow ends up a bit harder than you intended, catching his mouth. You half expect him to stop you this time, but instead his eyes gain a glazed-over quality as he spreads his legs slightly. You do it again a few times on each side, letting yourself be a bit rougher until his lips are puffy and red, his teeth faintly stained with pink.

"You alright?" You know that you couldn't hurt him any more than he'd let you, but it's hard keeping a tiny sliver of worry out of your voice.

"Perfectly," he grabs your waist and presses himself against your hip, letting you feel him. Even through those tight jeans he insists on wearing, you can tell that he's hard. "Unless you deem this a cause for concern?"

The cheeky attitude probably warrants another slap but instead you slide your leg in between his, guiding his hips with your hands.

"Go on, then."

He only hesitates for a moment before grinding down on your thigh. It's entirely undignified, the way the height difference forces him to slouch down, knees bent in order to get more friction. As he ruts against you until he's slightly out of breath it's easy to forget that he isn't human. When you finally take pity on him and kiss him, his lips are almost fever-warm against yours and the faint taste of iron lingers on your tongue. You run your fingers over the growing damp spot on his jeans.

"If you want something more you're going to have to ask." You give him one last slap. "Unless you'd rather stop now?"

"No." He's not quite squirming, but he's still trying to rub against you. "Touch me."

Knowing what he means doesn't mean that you can't tease him, just a little. Instead of giving him what he wants you slide your hand under his shirt, to the smooth plane of his chest. You can feel his heartbeat against your palm, as if nothing but his skin is keeping you from closing your fist around it.

"But I already am?" Trying to keep your expression innocent, you lightly ghost your fingers across one of his nipples, back and forth. When he lets himself feel he's always so responsive and this is no exception, the little nub stiffening readily as he shivers under your touch. Figuring that now's as good a time as any to experiment a bit, you do the same to the other side but this time you drag a nail lightly across it as well. That earns you a low moan and a twitch of his hips.

"You know what I meant." There is no real annoyance in his voice though, so you let yourself play with him just a few moments longer. It's almost hard to stop, especially when it's so clear that he's enjoying this. When you give him a pinch he lets out a small gasp, brows knitting together. "Touch me."

You take your time undoing his zipper, the sound of the teeth parting loud in the quiet of the library. Finally, his erection springs free, throbbing in time with his heartbeat in the cool air.

"Poor Dream," you trail a finger over him, all the way from root to flushed tip, "that looks uncomfortable. Would you like me to help you?" Not waiting for an answer, you tap his mouth with your finger. "Open."

This time there is no hesitation, his lips parting eagerly to let your finger inside. When you add a second one, he accepts that just as well, letting you trace the edges of his teeth and the soft slickness of his tongue. You sigh to yourself, pinching his nipple again, making him pant around your fingers.

"You look lovely like this, you know. One more." Not wanting to push him too much, you settle on three fingers, gathering as much of his saliva as you can before pulling them from his mouth with a wet little 'pop'.

When you finally wrap your slicked-up fingers around his length he lets out a long shuddering breath. He's nice and thick in your hand, skin soft against your palm as you stroke him slowly from root to tip. Swiping your thumb over the slit causes his hips to buck, and when you tighten the grip so the dripping head pops through the ring of your fingers the noise he makes is a wavering broken thing.

"The mighty King of Dreams," you tease, "all it takes to turn you into a useless mess is someone getting their hands around your cock."

For a moment he almost looks annoyed, but when you twist your fingers around him, his mouth goes slack and all that comes out is a breathy moan, eyes falling shut. As you keep working his cock, the rest of his composure crumbles until he's like putty in your hands, desperate little sounds falling freely from his pretty mouth.

"Somebody could walk in at any moment, you know." Your eyes flick between your hand and his face. "What would your subjects say if they saw you like this, leaking like a sieve for me?"

Every time he gets close, you dial the touch back until it's feather-light, denying him release until he's trembling against the shelves, the steady dribble of precome forming a small puddle on the floor. As his cock starts to swell again you squeeze the base, holding him off one more time. He makes a frustrated noise and ruts uselessly against your hand, body tense like a bowstring. Cradling the back of his head you thread your fingers through his hair, pulling his head back.

"You really need to come, don't you?" Kissing your way down his exposed neck, you can't help but smile at how easily he falls apart for you when he gives in and lets it happen. "Do you think you deserve it, though? Because I'm not sure."

"You would leave me wanting?" He really must be getting painfully close, his voice barely more than a rasp, "I have never known you to be cruel."

"Ask nicely and I might let you." You circle the tip of his cock with the pad of your thumb, torturously slowly, careful not to end it just yet.

"Please?" His voice is breathless but still too firm for your liking and you tut disapprovingly, squeezing around his shaft, teasing.

"Please, what?"

"Please, let me come." This time he sounds almost desperate, and you figure that's good enough for now.

"Come for me then," you grab his chin, forcing him to look at you,"but eyes on me."

Rather than finishing him off quickly, you keep your pace slow and steady, patiently working him until he's right on that razor edge. His eyes are unfocused and so dark that they're nearly black but he does as he's told, letting you see every small change in expression as he gets close. He has either forgotten exactly where you are or simply stopped caring because when he finally comes, he is loud. Despite your earlier quip, you weren't keen on anybody actually walking in on you, though. Slapping your free hand over his mouth, you do your best to quiet his moans as he spills all over the marble floor.

"Shhh, love..." You hush him as you stroke him through it, dragging his release out until he sags against your shoulder, utterly spent.

When he gathers himself enough to lean back against the shelves, there is nothing regal about him, all wild hair and rumpled clothes, cheeks and mouth high with colour. It suits him though, the satedness in his eyes and almost relaxed set to his shoulders.

"Still good?" You kiss his cheek and gently tuck him back into his jeans, taking extra care with the zipper.

"You." He pulls you to him and buries his face in the crook of your neck. With a deep sigh, he continues, "You...indulge me, more than anyone I have ever known."

"No more than you do for me." You stroke his hair, but rather than smooth it down, it just seems to make things worse. It doesn't deter you though. When he presses a quick kiss to the side of your neck your heart just feels full, of him and the words that, while unsaid, hang almost palpable in the air between you. With his voice muffled against your skin, you can't really hear what he says next, despite straining your ears. "I'm sorry, what?"

"I said, next time you need not be so gentle with me."

Next time? You can hardly wait.

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[letskittythis]

A Quiet Valentine's

On Valentine's day, at the Watters-Munch Household

Music is playing in the background. Adi is reading, their feet moving to the rhythm of the songs playing. Alec is having fun showing Ali how to build a tower with blocks.

Wolf: "Care for a dance, beautiful?"

Blair: "Oh? Are we feeling particularly romantic today, dearest?"

W: "Eh, it IS Valentine's today, ain't it?"

B: "Yes, I believe so. Not like you need that excuse, ever."

W: "Hmmmhmm, I don't. I just felt like it."

B: "I do love dancing with you. Even if you have two left feet."

W: "Eh, ya got my back, I know it. You'll make sure I don't screw up too bad, here."

B: "Will I, now?"

W: "I know ya will, liefste."

B: "You're actually doing really well. Have you been taking lessons secretly, my Wolf?"

W: "Maybe. I couldn't keep stepping on yer toes ya know. And don't really wanna make a fool of meself in our wedding, eh?"

B: "Wolf, about that..."

W: "I know. There's no rush, liefste. We can wait as long as you want."

B: "...thank you... and... I'm sorry... I know you're really looking forward to the wedding, but..."

W: "No need to justify yerself to me, liefjte, ever. You're not comfortable with rushing things. I am fine with it."

B: "I wonder, whatever good deed I did in the past to deserve such a wonderful man as you, Wolf."

Wolfgang smiles.

W: "I'm the one whom should be asking that, liesfte. What good did I do to deserve this much happiness, this family of ours."

B: "You did so much good, dearest. If not for others, at the very least for me. That alone, my love, is more than enough."

W: "Eh, there ya go, making me fall harder."

B: "You think you don't do the same to me?"

W: "Oh I know I do. Will do it even better after the kids go to bed, eh."

B: "Oh, you...! Speaking of that..."

They stop dancing to check on the kids.

Alec: "Wow, a miracle! Mama and daddy actually stopped with the lovey-dovey!!"

W: "Said who, mijn kleine aap? I shall never, ever stop with the lovey-dovey when it comes to yer mama, ya know. Oh, you're so delicious, babe, I'm addicted!"

B: "Wolf, you...! Eheheh!"

Alec: "EEEEWWWWWW!"

B: "Ok, that's enought, my big doofus. Alec, Ali, time to sleep."

Alec: "Not fair, mama! What about Adi?"

B: "Adi will go to bed soon enough. Let them be."

Alec: "Buuut...!"

W: "Enough, Alec. Leave yer sibling be. Off to bed ya go."

Alec huffed, but obeyed Wolf, heading downstairs to his room, closely followed by Wolf, carrying Ali. Once they've gone downstairs...

B: "Adi? Take your time, but don't go to bed too late, okay?"

Adi: *nod*

B: "I'm sorry, baby. I'm sure he tried."

Adi: *smiles sadly and shakes their head*

B: "Oh, Adi... I'm sure there's a good reason as to why he couldn't make it. I know he'll tell you all about it soon, sweetheart."

Adi: *nods and looks out the window, no longer interesting in talking*

Blair left Adi to their thoughts, feeling bad. It sure wasn't a good feeling to spend Valentine's without your beloved. But to not even get a single message or word about it at all? This was... too sad. And so very unlike him.

Adi remained lost in their thoughts. It wasn't like he forgot, as he didn't. He was just way busier than usual as of late. And this sudden business trip? Yet another drop into the already overflowing cup.

'Maybe I should just ask dad if he agrees with me going there and helping him with all those accounts and reports? Not the sensitive ones, but maybe the ones pertaining to the club? Then he wouldn't be so tired... yeah, I'm asking dad about it tomorrow.'

Just as Adi made their decision, their phone chimed. Checking it, Adi couldn't help but smile. Yes, he didn't forget at all.

Phone message: "Happy Valentine's, my jewel. I'm sorry, dearest, this trip really couldn't be postponed. I'll take you to a little special place once I am back, promise. Aishiteimasu, watashi no chīsana tora."

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Hiiihii! I hope you guys liked this little story.

Sorry I was late to upload it, and for the unedited pics. Murphy's Law loves to slap me on the face when i least expect.

That said...

This story had heavy use of the following posepacks by the wonderful, sweet @simmireen:

And so we dance

Anyone but you

Can I keep you forever

Forever and always

Love is

Meant to be

Thank you for the wonderful poses, sweetie!

Adi's pose at the end is actually a music listening override by the amazing @simkatu, I had them listening calmly, as the pose there seems quite melancholic from the right angle. Thank you for your wonderful work, dear!

Hope you all had a nice Valentine's, regardless of spending it with friends, pets, significant other, family or even by your own!

Love to you all!

Luna & Eevee

[kyouka-supremacy]

Your posting schedule is so interesting! How do you manage to wait months, or even a whole year, before uploading something? I don't mean that in a bad way at all—actually, the opposite! I'm genuinely curious about your process: how you come up with ideas, how you develop them into posts, and just how your brain works in general. <3

First of all– thank you! That's very sweet and kind of you <333

Second of all: I don't do this willingly at all, it's just that I'm a generally anxious person and publishing posts just as I've made them is very anxiety inducing for me pfftt. It's actually not *that* bad anymore, but it definitely was when I started posting on Tumblr, a long time ago, on other blogs from other fandoms, when I was a lot more self-conscious about my English just among other stuff; the habit of postponing posting to double check posts again just stuck.

I also simply really want my blog to be curated. It's my nice place where all the things I want to keep record of are, neatly labelled and organized. That's why I want to be able to check up my posts several times before posting, have time to notice any typo and so on (usually backfires because I get so used to reading a post my eyes will automatically skip over a typo, but eh). And sometimes my brain is just *something something abandonment issues Akutagawa* *compilation of x* *meme y*, stuff that I take note to make but maybe don't have time for at the moment and that keep track of so I don't forget later. Some times analysis look very bad when putting them down for the first time, and I need to polish them up; other times new ideas surge, and I end up doubling the size of a post. It's just a way to curate the posts that “works for me”; except, it does have its downsides, mainly posts getting obsolete if I'm posting them after a year has passed, or even the fact that at times I simply change my mind on some takes. This also helps keep my blog clean from negativity a lot of times, since looking back at rants more often than not I will go - uh. this really doesn't need to be posted -, or unfunny jokes. I think some 20% of the posts I make end up not seeing the light.

Since the queue can only hold up to 1000 posts (and like 60% of that for me is blocked by posts “I'm posting later” that have been there since this blog began. But whatever), All my original posts and reblogs go in the drafts (there's. A lot of stuff in there.) Once in a while I will dig dig dig in the drafts and refill the queue. It takes so long. About that, I just ran out of April 2024 posts

In truth, I just have a lot of neurospicy stuff going on. Like... Remember when I used to organize all my queued reblogs by category, always publishing them in couples of fanarts, textposts, same character, colours, and so on? I did that for more than two years on here. It was a nightmare, it was so pointless and time consuming, and yet it was a fixation so hard to overcome, and I still often get the itch to do that when I set my queue lol. Likewise, I always set my posts to be posted on the nice timestamps (multiple of tens, every half hour, hour quarters and such).

I don't know if that's what you were asking? There's a lot of stuff going on in the space of posts / drafts / queue pfffttt. In regards of how I come up with ideas, it's really hard to answer </3 There's no pattern I can recognize, I just navigate a lot, read a lot, and think a lot about it all. A lot of times inspo comes from fics; they put the characters in scenarios, and even though a lot of times I will perhaps disagree with how the characters will act in those circumstances, it's very thought-provoking, because it challenges me to reflect on how I believe they would actually act, and why is that. If I look back at my posts, a lot were inspired by a word, a sentence, a concept I saw in some other fandom creation. I really believe and uphold fandom being a mutually inspirational space :)

I will eventually run out of things to say tho ahah. If you look back at the dates of my post, The first year, there were days when I made even four posts. Right now, posts from April 2024 are being posted, and it's just one post per day. If we look at 2025, I've only made five posts in May (although, there's two more posts I plan to post soon. I suppose it's all really a lot complicate ahah).

[berrypass-de-murdler]

3 - 28 Murder by the Books

neww update!

I finally got into Toyhouse, and will be moving suspect bios there. I'll still keep the sta.sh open as a basic list, but the Toyhouse will be more detailed and also feature other artworks.

It's far from complete at the moment and it's gonna take a while but I'm working on it :3

DON'T READ THE EPISODES WITHOUT READING THE BOOKS!!

The passage through the maze leads right into a hidden library underneath the Institute.

LOGICO: I didn’t know you had this! I thought the Institute had a library already… IRRATINO: It does, but it’s not as hidden as this one! Having a campus full of secret passageways is aesthetically wonderful, buuut from a safety perspective, I have to admit I’ve made some. Poor decisions.

He picks up a librarian corpse by the collar and shows it off to Logico. 

IVORY: Ugh-uh! What are YOU two doing in MY secret library?! LOGICO: It’s not YOURS, it’s IRRATINO’S!! IRRATINO: Calm down- The library is open to all who find it.

A red blob is darting across the room - Cardinal Cinereous is back. Logico forgot about him, or rather, wanted to forget about him.

CINEREOUS: Well, well! Now THERE’S a face I never thought I’d see ‘round again. LOGICO: Same to you, bucko. Now go do bird things - this is a job for actual people.

Cinereous sneers at the unusually racist comment. The third suspect is Gainsboro, but he looks a bit off-color.

LOGICO: B- Gainsboro, are you feeling alright…?

The person looks up, and is in fact, a different book-winged butterfly. 

BUTTERFLY: Excuse me? LOGICO: OH. Sorry. BUTTERFLY: It’s- it’s fine, I just moved here, and I’ve been confused for some author a few times… My name is Russet.

Logico shakes her hand, and is pleased to meet such a friendly person for once. Then he takes a second glance, and figures out she’s reading ‘How to Murder’, Dame Obsidian’s self-help book. He does a withering sigh. Russet moves a skeleton off the reception desk chair and sits back down. 

Statement time is Logico’s least favorite time.

CINEREOUS: Well, as God would say, Editor Ivory broughta fount’n pen. LOGICO: What does God say about this?

He holds an open book behind the bird and is about to slam it shut, but Irratino gets in the way. 

IRRATINO: Logico, look - there’s wax on this book. LOGICO: …Kay.

He notices a room in the back that’s boarded up.

LOGICO: What’s back there? IRRATINO: Nononono you can’t go back there. It’s been Institute staff-only ever since the Epochalypse. LOGICO: The fuck is wrong with- IRRATINO: I DON’T… want to talk about it.

Editor Ivory has a key she shouldn’t have…

IRRATINO: You! IVORY: Pffff-uhh. The librarian REFUSED to stock any of the books I’VE published, even the ones SPECIFICALLY MARKETED for spooky places. What else could I do?

Logico rolls his eye so loudly. But the Tekkies come knocking on the door!

TEKKIES: COME WITH US.

Irratino grabs Logico and runs. But Logico was just about to ask Ivory if she knew who the Bossman was…

The end!

The people chasing them being Turquoise, Eggplant, and Olive isn't canon, but it looks funny so whatever

Fletch is in charge of Russet, she doesn't make many designs anymore but I love the ones she does make

Time for the long and treacherous toyhouse upload

The power of Goat Lord compels you!

See you next time murdlers!

[gabriel-xander]

Don't Forget

Undertale Fanfiction

‼️HIATUS‼️

[Sans x Female!Reader] (DO NOT READ PAST “PART 1” TO AVOID SPOILERS!!)

(Or do so if you want I don’t really care lmao)

PART 1 SUMMARY (Chapters 1 - 29)

Based on how chaotic your life is, you can’t say you’re shocked to see how your day turned out to be. You barely remember how you ended up in this damn Chasm, but it doesn’t freak you out as much as it should. Probably because you’ve had similar, fucked up experiences before.

What DOES freak you out is when a familiar, yellow-talking flower greets you with that fuck ass voice of his. He doesn’t know why you’re here, and frankly? You don’t have a damn clue, either.

It’s moments like these that make you grateful that you’ve built a physical resistance since you’ve been stabbed a few times in the past. Now monsters will have a harder time killing you! You’re certainly going to need that luck anyway since you do not have the power to save yourself. After all, there are certain monsters here that REALLY want you dead.

PART 2 SUMMARY (Chapters 30 - ??)

You would think that with how shit your luck is, you would’ve been dead day one since falling into the Underground filled with scary monsters and a few spooky skeletons. However, much to your surprise, that did not happen (yet).

You know how you ended up here, but you don’t know… HOW. You’re actually in the GAME Undertale now. And to make matters worse, there are some people who KNOW. You’re surviving the best you can, but things are only going to get weirder from here on out. Gaster apparently needs your help? You’re using the DJ to go to different AU’s? You are gay now?-

Okay, maybe that last one is just a joke, but still! You can only hope that your instincts are enough to keep you alive in these trenches. On God, they tryin’ to drown you in this hoe!

Table of Contents

Available on:

Wattpad

Quotev

Ao3

And Patreon for early release!!

IMPORTANT information!!

If you can please spare a moment to read this, I would really appreciate it!

Firstly: most, if not all, of my Reader inserts, are ALWAYS Half Mexican-American and half whatever ethnicity YOU WANT! THE READER FOR THIS STORY IS HALF MEXICAN-AMERICAN! Or she can be a full Mexican if you’d like. If this is, for some reason, a deal breaker for you, then you are more than welcome to stop reading!

Second: I should mention now that I have 11+ more chapters already prewritten AND the entirety of this story planned to the end. That means that most, or rather, everything in this story is NON-NEGOTIABLE! Don't like how the story is going? I'm sure you can find something else!

This story, by the way, is going to be LONG. Most likely over 100 chapters, but hopefully, it won’t be that lengthy.

And Lastly: This story is also in Patreon! What that means is that there's early access content there! It gets uploaded once a week, and is ahead of the public release by 2 chapters. It is NOT an obligation to sub to my Patreon because my story is still FREE! You just have to wait for the release, that's all!

Thank you so much for actually taking the time to read this. The next chapter will be released on week from now until it's caught up with the other websites. Once it's caught up, it'll be updating every 2 weeks.

[dimensional-oscgen]

INTERDIMENSIONAL - ABOUT

MASTERPOST CAN BE FOUND HERE

Seven objects wake up in what seems like a parallel world to their own, not remembering who they are or how they got here. This world feels familiar and they can recognize what everything is supposed to be, but how do they know that when they've never been here before...?

• This is a Clangen blog modified to fit object characters, OSCgen if you will! Inspiration for this blog came from @object-vault-9, go check them out!

• Content warnings for this include your typical Clangen comics if you're familiar with them. This includes the potential for blood, character and animal death, illness, injury, and so on! If anything comes up needing a TW, I'll do my best to also include it in the tags! • I will also do my best to include alt text for everything, if I forget please let me know and I'll update it when I can!

• There is no consistent upload schedule to these, I will make updates when I can! They are also what I consider low effort in an attempt to actually keep up with the comic without burning out! But certain important events may have some extra work put into them!

• When it comes to asks, direct character questions cannot be considered canonically answered/known by other characters, unless the information is revealed in the actual comic.

• I will tag updates as #dimensionalupdates, asks as #dimensionalasks anything else as #dimensionalmisc. Things not directly related to Interdimensional will be tagged #not itd

•Hope you enjoy whatever's to come!

[hislittleraincloud]

PHW, PHW, PHW...

Whoa shit! —

This one here continues to behave like an unhinged narcissist, bitching a sweet girl into submission over the T-Shirt Debacle and then continuing to badger her about me with her cudgel of performative feminism.

Of course it's fucking EIE.

And ofc she's a narcissist. Only narcissists crash out whenever someone makes fun of them. The worst types (the malignant and/or histrionic ones) love to use whatever is in their arsenal to deflect attention from their shitty behavior.

She literally made the (best) meme come true, even though I'm the ass who implied she'd show up if people kept talking about Percy and Jenna together in any capacity. She won't confront me directly since she's blocked me, so she picked on the sweetest Wednesday fan instead.

Oh waaaaah, the #cancelpercy queen got butthurt. Time to "BTW!"

First thing's first: That she wrote that I'm "clearly sexually obsessed with" Ortega is such sweet projection from her when she hangs out with bitches who do this shit here

I'm on my phone and can't upload the numerous, numerous examples of that whole fucking troupe of gooning fucktards that make up the Twitter Bitches.

I really think this projection is wild. Has she seen this blog? Has anyone who continually accuses me of being like them seen this blog? I'm not sure they have. I think they're drawing the conclusion that I'm like them because they love to read and sometimes write wlw Ortegoon and can't separate fiction from reality. It's all that fucking y/n bullshit and the projection of their shit onto Wednesday/Enid and/or Jenna/Emma that makes them believe that I write what I write because I'm stuck on her like they are.

I dunno how many times I need to say it:

I like older men. Me gustan los hombres mayores. M'agraden els homes grans. Eu gosto de homens mais velhos. J'aime les hommes plus âges. Sono attratta dagli uomini più grandi. Jag tycker om äldre män. Ich mag ältere Männer. мені подобаються чоловіки старшого віку. мне нравятся мужчины постарше.

(Apologies to my Ukrainian ficwife and any Russians reading, if I fucked those up 💀)

I did say that I like younger women in my bio too, but the way the lot have been raised online isn't appealing to me, especially when the 25 to 30-year-olds are still acting like they're toddlers. If I was 15 or 16 today, I still would have written Satisfying Afterburn and Under Virgin Circumstances...because it's mostly from the characters' eye/psyche, and the main characters happen to be (not-exactly-average) adolescent girls. I have a unique perspective though, since I'm now an older man, but these bitches forget about the 🏳️‍⚧️ part all the goddamn time. Yes, I'm a man, but we're not the type of man who can entrap a girl into motherhood or be trapped into fatherhood with one simple mistake (something that nearly happened to me when I was fucking an idiot peer at 14).

Anyway, back to the stupid fuck who can't seem to extract her fist from Percy's ass: I'm respectful to those who deserve it, and 30-something y/o women (or men) who spend their lives cultivating entire social media accounts dedicated towards ensuring that no one forgets how much they hate a certain actor AND pissing on said actor's supporters (fans, stans, and others...I am an "other" and always have been) do not deserve anyone's respect or grace. Which of these fucking stans does? They all ignore what Jenna and Emma say about their work relationship and characters; they can't keep fiction and reality separate.

(ETA, fell asleep...narcolepsy sucks but so does writing more than half a dozen things at once.)

Ultimately I want all of you fucking crazy stans who do this kind of thing with Ortega to understand that you are abnormal. Nearly a quarter of a century ago, none of us in the Potter fandom would have ever dreamt of harassing Emma Watson like this because we weren't entitled little cunts who arrogantly believed that anything in fandom, or anything that we felt about her life was relevant to what she had to do IRL. We kept fandom to fandom, save for the stupid broad who confronted the Phelps Twins with Fred/George Weasleycest at a con, which we heavily condemned. We knew fandom wasn't supposed to encroach into an actor's life like that. So why in fuck's name do these fucks do it? Did we have fandom wars like this? Sure, we had lots of them, but never was it an argument that devolved into what Watson or any other actor was wearing or who they were possibly dating at the time, despite that we all knew of her (mutual) crush on Tom Felton; no one tried to interfere with that.

But then came the fucking Twihards and their relentless harassment of Robert Pattison and Kristen Stewart, because those kids (and moms 💀) couldn't separate fiction from reality either. Perhaps that's where it started; obsessive, entitled fuckers who thought it would be cool to send death threats to both at one point because they didn't feel like they were getting what they wanted/what they felt was right with "Robsten" (which WAS an actual thing, mind, unlike Wenclair), and to send out racist memes about FKA Twigs (who Rob started dating at one point). They didn't like any of it and the Twistans acted upon their feelings, which everyone realizes ten years later was fucking wrong. Fanshipping made that mistake with them and it's making the same kind of mistake over again with the Wednesday fandom and Jenna Ortega, starting in January 2023.

Fan culture can lead to great friends and great enemies. This crossover invasion of privacy shit has been bad for over a decade, yet the Jenna and Emma stans are relentlessly warped in the brains and can't learn from fan history. I wish I could chalk it up to kids being kids, but y'all aren't kids (though to me, some of you really are 👴🏽). They're all mostly in their 20s. EIE/inzayn isn't a child either at 30+, but unironically acts like one, much like all of her little Twitter Twat friends who swoon over the endless amount of modeling pics/sessions Ortega is crapping out. This fucking fandom isn't even a playground where "kids" can play unbothered, it's a daycare from Hell with endless crying/screaming about things that are out of our control and older kids punching at the smaller ones.

The above is the near equivalent to a clique of kids talking (obviously truthful) shit about their bully only to have their bully overhear and be compelled to unleash their insane Hell upon them. EIE didn't have to respond, but she did, and in the process further exposed herself for the bad faith actor that she is, bitching at someone who was genuinely trying to reverse course and apologize for something she said. That coy, bilious shit isn't going to change at her age. The nasty is ingrained, and you either meet it with equal aplomb or ignore it.

[coldsaturn]

Hey so question I went to the company of shadows website to download the book and I’m confused on which one is the original (sorry this is a stupid question lol) is it the one I circled in blue? I just want to make sure

HELLO I'm so happy you decided to jump in! Mind the trigger warnings for pretty much everything you can think of (HERE for a more extensive list), but the story somehow manages to end on a "happy ending" note (or the dystopian version of it), so hold onto hope when things get dire.

Now, for how and what you can read:

[I'm going to repeat things you might already know or are not interested in, but bear with me for the sake of possible new readers] The first links that you see are for the DC (director's cut) of the first book. In the DC the first book is split into two volumes. Should you start with that? Honestly, I'm an old school reader and I would suggest you to postpone the DC for a second reread. The first main issue is that it's 100k shorter (and while it improves many passages, it also cuts down others that many of us readers think were important), but you won't get that courtesy from book 2 onward. So you risk getting used to the DC, which is closer to the standard novel length and style you find in the industry, and then you get slapped with book 2 and 3 and 4 which are sensibly longer and different.

The writing style is also another thing you risk noticing the change of if you start with the DC. ICoS was originally a RP then turned novel, and it shows (I say it with the utmost affection). The DC masks this a little.

So, I would personally tell you to ignore the DC, but it's really up to you. If you decide to go with that, that will be your door to Evenfall, which is book 1.

The epub/mobi/pdf links you circled are Evenfall downloadable in those formats. You can choose that if you want the comfort or reading the book on whatever reader you're using. (Ais' website has also an entire Ebook links section that has everything you might want, including a single zip file containing all books in all formats)

What you pointed with the arrow is where my heart is. I see that long-ass list of chapters with dates (from book 2 and on) and I am back sitting on the couch of my little uni apartment in Venice, forgetting what hour is and when's the last time I ate. That's literally the books, in the order and fashion they were originally posted chapter by chapter online. The only difference with the epub/mobi/pdf you circled is the reader/user experience you get from reading right on the website, eyeing that "Uploaded on" at the start of the page, clicking on "Continue to" at the end to switch to the next chapter or book. Idk, it's decadent to me.

Please keep in mind that on the original website you won't get the epub/mobi/pdf versions of book 2-3-4. You need to hop on Ais' website (which I linked above) to do that. And don't forget the Side Stories you can find on the original website (the one you screenshotted).

If you have other questions, I'm here. And absolutely totally feel free to send me reactions and comments as you read, or put them in the tag <3