#if any of you noticed the different texture on the jacket

[oakskull]

dl!Tango has a little wing cape bc Jimmy soul mate :]

[cityandking]

oc asks: character design edition

FACE & FEATURES

glance: At first glance, what stands out most about your OC's appearance? What's their distinguishing feature?

face: Describe your OC's face. What's their smile like? Are their orbs cerulean? What would someone notice first when looking at them?

stature: What's your OC's body type? How tall are they? Do they wear clothing to accentuate their look or do they try to mask it?

motion: How does your OC move? How does their clothing help or hinder their range of motion? Are they flexible, coordinated, clumsy?

stillness: How does your OC act while still? Are they fidgety? Do they have any common gestures or tics? Does their clothing affect how they hold themselves while at rest?

canvas: Does your OC have any scars, piercings, tattoos, or other markings? Do they display or cover them up at all?

CUT & CLOTHES

night: What does your OC wear to sleep? Do they have a favorite pair of PJs, or are they more the birthday suit type?

day: What does your OC wear on a normal day? Why do they default to those clothes? Do they wear similar things, or do they change it up?

formal: What's your OC's formal look? Do they like dressing up? Do they have different looks for different occasions?

informal: What's your OC's lazy-day look? How do they like to dress when they're winding down?

outerwear: What's your OC's outerwear situation? Jacket, sweater, cloak? What sort of weather do they deal with most and how do they protect themselves?

footwear: What does your OC wear on their feet?

road: What does your OC wear while traveling? Do they have high-quality equipment, or are they making do? What does their gear look like?

armor: What kind of armor does your OC wear? Is it well kept? Bonus: where does it come from? Is there a story behind it?

arms: Does your OC have any weapons? What weapons do they carry, and how do they wear them when they're not fighting?

roots: Is your OC's look inspired by any specific style of clothing or fashion trend? What are the roots and/or inspiration for their look?

texture: Does your OC favor any specific kinds of cloth or textures? Is there anything they can't wear or don't like? What sort of fabrics do they prefer?

wardrobe: How big is your character's wardrobe? Do they wear things threadbare, or can they afford new clothes often? Are they any good at mending and repairing their own clothing?

ACCESSORIES & ACCENTS

bling: What jewelry does your OC wear? Does it have any meaning?

hair: How does your OC wear their hair? Does it have some kind of meaning?

makeup: Does your OC wear makeup? How often? What kind? Why do they wear makeup, and do they like it?

favorite: Does your OC have a favorite article of clothing or accessory? What is it? What's the meaning behind it? Do they wear it all the time or do they wear it sparingly to keep it safe?

change: Has your OC ever drastically changed their appearance? Significant haircuts, big tattoos, complete wardrobe swap, etc? Why? How do they feel about the change?

alternate: What would your OC's alternate universe look be? If they're a fantasy character, what's their modern look? If they're sci-fi, what's their fantasy look? What AU would you want to see your OC in, and how would they dress themself? Bonus: Prompt an AU!

[oliver-quick-ens-my-pulse]

I've been scrolling through your page and I'm obsessed! I love your headcannon posts. <3 Do you think you have any 18+ headcannons for Sebastian/Ominis/Garreth getting aroused at seeing MC walk down the stairs all dolled up for The Yule Ball? And their inappropriate thoughts about MC throughout the ball? Obviously Ominis would have to rely on touch or smell.

Headcannons for getting aroused when they see your Yule Ball outfit

Ominis Gaunt x f!reader; Sebastian Sallow x f!reader; Garreth Weasley x f!reader Ominis Gaunt x m!reader; Sebastian Sallow x m!reader; Garreth Weasley x m!reader

Warnings - 18+ suggestive thoughts and descriptions

A/N - Yay! I love to hear that anon. I hope you enjoy this one :)

Ominis x f!reader

as soon as he heard whispers and gasps from everyone else, he knew you were the one coming down the stairs

he turns towards you with a smug smile on his face since he knew you'd be by his side all night

when he walks up to you to take your arm and his fingers brush up against the soft satin or sultry lace that fell over your waste it takes a lot for him to keep his mouth closed

he loves those textures on you, he strongly associates them with times when you're panting and begging him to please yo

he would whisper to you about being naughty by choosing such a dress and struggling not to adjust his cock in his pants

when you whispered back telling him to wait until he found out what was beneath it his mind just went crazy and he hoped it was dark enough that nobody would notice how aroused he was

the whole night he would be fantasizing about what would greet him if he slipped his fingers beneath your gown

he thought about whether you would have on any stockings, strained by the belt that held them up at your waist

he thought about if he would be greeted with sticky thighs and your bare cunt or some more lace that hardly covered your private bits

he would spend the night staying close to you, although he's normally not one for pda, he wouldn't be able to keep his hands off of you

it would be subtle and nothing daring, but a constant hand around your waist or shoulders bumping into one another

as you slow danced he would be in close proximity to you and telling you the filth that was in his mind

his erection pressed gently up against your hips as a reminder of what exactly it was you had to look forward to later

Sebastian x f!reader

he would have planned to go all out with a reaction to embarrass you like catcalling you and whistling when you showed up

but instead he's just speechless with his mouth hanging open

his eyes are glued to how your outfit fits you so perfectly

when you make your way down the stairs you walk up to him and place a finger on his chin to close his mouth for him

he seems to snap out of it and he winds his hands over your waist, giving you a sly smile

"this dress is going to look amazing on the floor tonight"

he definitely had a hard-on, but he tried his best to ignore it

you spend the night going back and force in attempts to tease each other

he tries to impress you when you dance together and when he removes his jacket and pushes his sleeves up his arms to try and relieve the heat he's feeling, you really start feeling your own

Sebastian is mentally undressing you all night and tries to take guesses at what you're wearing underneath your dress

he feels like he's on fire anytime you touch him

he's really married to the idea of bunching your skirts up and fucking you with your dress still on

Garreth x f!reader

super flustered when he sees you

he's quick to scoop you up and takes a moment to twirl you around just to look at you

the look of lust in his eyes isn't one that's easy to miss

he lets you lead the night, if you want to dance that's where he'll be

if you want a drink, he's off to get it

he's shockingly quiet during the socializing because he just keeps eyeing a different part of you

every time you shift he's looking for a new sliver of exposed skin or a strain in the fabric that shows him the outline of your body underneath

he's definitely trying and failing to hide the tent in his pants all night

but you insist he loosens up and relaxes, promising you'll take care of him later

which just makes his thoughts stray even more

he imagines the indents of the bodice in your soft skin and kissing ever one

he's thinking about undressing you as slow as possible to appreciate how much effort you put in to the ensemble

Ominis x m!reader

he would hear Sebastian comment sadly about he liked your dress robes much more than his own

Ominis would smile as you descended the steps and took his hand

you would let him know you selected colors just to correspond with his, per Sebastian's sleuthing, and Ominis would heat up on the spot

he would comment about wishing he could appreciate it better

in response you would turn to face him and guide his hands up to your shoulders, dragging them down your silky coat lapels and over the ruffles of your shirt

stopping his hands at your hips to avoid being indecent, but you would notice how his lips part

"Merlin, you're going to be the death of me"

he loved peeling silky and soft clothing from you, it felt much more intimate than something rough like cotton

because he knew it had been carefully selected for him

he would stick close to you and frequently behind you, with hands wrapped around your waist so you could feel his arousal firmly against your backside

when you would be having a conversation with others he would lean to your ear and whisper things to make you go feral

about how badly he wanted to trace his fingers over your stomach and down to your cock

how he wondered if you sat down with your robes just right, he would be able to palm you through your trousers without anyone noticing

Sebastian x m!reader

he would be waiting for you, looking cocky with his arms crossed

he would be doing his best to contain how much he wanted to chase you back up the stairs to take your clothes back off

he would walk up to you and give you a lingering kiss that was practically begging you to run off somewhere else with him

he wouldn't be able to keep his hands off of you

when you danced his hands would be at your hips or shoulders

when you had a seat he would be tracing dangerous circles on your thigh

his own legs would be spread open in a teasing invitation where you could see that he was aroused

he would be thinking about how good you feel pressed up against him

he loves to fight with you to try and be the more dominant one during lewd things but he loves it when you eventually just put him in his place

he's just spending the night thinking about how good your going to feel inside him

Garreth x m!reader

completely speechless when you come down the stairs

when you're at the bottom he scrambles forward to retrieve you so you weren't just standing there

he's a mess as he takes in your dress attire and loves seeing you in something more fitted

you can't hold back from teasing him, asking if he likes what he sees

in response he angles himself towards you in a way where he shamelessly grounds his erection against you

he ends up being more quiet than usual, but he's very giggly

he's basically giving you bedroom eyes every time you look at him

he's taking in your form and thinking about all the sweet spots that lie underneath

he's thinking about all the places he knows you love being kissed and suckled on

even though it wouldn't put out his own fire at all he's thinking about how amazing you would look in your outfit, standing above him and forcing his head onto your cock

[jisungchan]

notice me | lee jeno

or: where your friends set you up (accidentally) so you end up alone with your hot college professor, lee jeno

⚔︎ warnings: professor!jeno x student!reader (therefore powerplay), unprotected penetrative piv sex (pls wrap it we cannot have anymore children in this economy and society), oral + fingering (f receiving) softdom!jeno x sub!reader (ish? not really strong dynamics tbh), bigdick!jeno agenda, light degradation/praise (idk he just yappin fr), oh yea... YAPPER JENO idc🗣, sexy consent, he finished inside so BEWARE (once again PLEASE do not bring anymore poor children in this world), light nipple play, marking ?? (hickeys galore), afab!reader with she/her pronouns, NO race specific descriptors (skin colour, hair texture, etc.), NO body type specific descriptors (size of reader body parts, height, weight, etc.). also this is basically porn w/o plot ngl but it's whatever ig

^^ let me know if i forgot anything hehe

2k word count

a/n: i completely gutted this blog and deleted all my old posts because that was a completely different audience/fandom and i have now ventured here... i haven't wrote something like this in a while so it's quite bad

“yeah i mean, he is hot, but he’s our teacher.” you exclaimed to your friends, gossiping about your teacher, professor lee jeno.

the way he would loosen his tie in class sometimes and peer at students through his glasses was just too much to handle. the dark haired older man was definitely easy on the eyes. 

“okay… so? i would let him hit any day.” your friend said, and you all laughed, yet were all in agreement. 

next thing you knew. it was time for class with the devil himself.

you sat in your usual seat next to your friends. while they all usually messed around during class, you always paid attention. your education was very important to you, and you weren’t going to let anyone get in the way of that. so you sat there, studiously taking notes and listening intently to everything said, taking it all in. 

as you were taking notes, a note got passed to you. “listening extra hard to your boyfriend today huh?” you rolled your eyes at the familiar handwriting and shot your friends an irritated look. 

professor lee got a glimpse of this, he peered through his glasses, and shot you a dangerous glare. 

“y/n, see me after class please.” he said, before swiftly turning around to finish his lecture. 

you couldn’t focus the rest of the class, so you settled for writing your thoughts in your notebook. how were you supposed to see him one on one? you could barely handle him in class. you made note to go off on your friends after you were done seeing mr. lee. 

then, the bell rang. students fled the room, nobody quicker than your friend group, feeling a little guilty for getting you in trouble. 

“so, y/n, passing notes in my class, are we?” he said, his back turned to you, erasing the board filled with an hour’s worth of notes. 

“i’m sorry, it’s just a stupid note my friends passed to me.” you mumbled back. He motioned you to come to his desk as he sat down in his chair. of course you obliged, immediately going to the opposite side of his desk. 

“let me see it.” he said emotionlessly, his hand out expecting it to fall in his palm.

“no sir, please, it’s just a stupid joke.” you pleaded, but his hand still was expectantly extended.

eventually, you dropped it in the palm of his large hands. he opened and read the note aloud, finishing with a hint of a little smirk.

you shuffled in place, cheeks burning and blushing from him reading it out loud, it was so embarrassing and you wanted to die on the spot. 

“i see someone has a little crush. you’re a good student, you know that y/n?” he said to your surprise. 

“thank you sir, i try my best.”

“and i think good girls deserve a little reward, wouldn’t you agree?” 

you looked up to him loosening his tie and taking his jacket off. 

“come, sit.” he said as he patted the desk right in front of him.

blindly, you obeyed. mind blurry from the very sudden and odd words coming from your teacher. you sat atop the desk, right in front of his sitting figure, and more importantly, his face. you kept your legs clamped shut, and you regretted wearing such a short skirt today.

“don’t be shy now love, like i said, good girls deserve rewards, now let me reward you, yeah?

you nodded, and with that, he separated your legs, staring hungrily at the wetness leaking through your underwear. 

he laughed.

“already? i see that ‘stupid little joke’ must be getting to you, hmm?"

this was all too embarrassing, you tried to close your legs back, but jeno was too strong. he tsked and widened your legs even more. then, he scooped your underwear with one finger, tugging it down your legs. 

“was so excited when i saw you with that note, finally had an excuse to get you alone.” he said, his hands lightly grazing your inner thighs.

he stood, hovering over you, and kissed you. 

it wasn’t desparate and harsh, but slow and sensual. he licked your lower lip, then took it between his teeth. he placed his hands on your hips as he continued. he moved down to your neck, embedding hickeys into your skin. 

“how true is that note? is that why you’re such a good student in my class?” he questioned you once again.

“yes, no? i do genuinely enjoy your class, sir” you breathlessly replied. 

he sat back down, you could feel his breath on your wet, eager cunt, just waiting for him to do something about it.

and as soon as you uttered a 

please

jeno wasted no time to please you.

his wet, experienced tongue masterfully landed on your clit, giving you little kitten licks. then, he pressed his lips on you, making out with your sloppy mess of a cunt. his tongue circling around your entrance, teasing it until finally replacing it with a finger. his tongue went back to stimulating your clit as his finger repeatedly abused your hole over and over again. he added another, and you’ve never felt so full. as if his long, veiny fingers weren’t enough, he curled them, hitting your sweet spot causing broken whimpers to fall from your quivering lips. moans escaped your mouth as he kept going.

as he heard your gasps of exasperation, he looked up, boring his brown eyes into yours.

  “such a sweet pussy for a sweet girl.”

he continued his actions, until eventually you started getting restless, pulling on his hair tightly and squirming around.

“go ahead, cum on my fingers darling” he commanded softly.

and with that, you were sent over the edge, making a mess of his fingers and all over his mouth. you thought your ‘reward’ was finished, but jeno had other plans. 

“you thought that was all? y/n, you are my top student, i have to treat you accordingly.”

then, he flipped you over on your chest, ass out in the air.  

“no spanking this time, but if you act up again, i will have to punish you, okay?”

“yes sir!” you replied eagerly.

with that, he placed his throbbing cock at your entrance, teasing you and himself with just the tip. you hadn’t even seen his dick, but from the tip, you could tell it was big.

he leans over, chest to your back, speaking lowly in your ear,

“i’ll show you how a real man fucks,”

he pushes himself in a bit 

“how you should be fucked”

he pushes himself halfway into you, you’re already whining at the stretch 

“you’re gonna walk out of here and never want anyone else’s dick ever again.”

and with that, jeno forces the rest of his length inside you, licking the shell of your ear as he stands back up.

your pussy squeezes in shock from him throbbing inside of you. he hasn’t even moved yet, but you can already feel yourself becoming undone. 

“you still with me baby? hmm? can’t have you fucked out when i haven’t even fucked you yet, can we?” he asks mockingly, squishing your cheeks with his hand to turn your face toward him.

jeno just thinks you look so beautiful, face flushed with lust and eyes glossy with desire as you shake your head no. 

“use your words baby, need to hear how much you want your professor’s cock.” he starts shallowly thrusting, just enough to make you let out a quiet moan.

“please, fuck, please fuck me. needed you for so long.” you whine, attempting to grind back on him in effort to get some friction for your poor needy cunt. he picks up the speed, starting to drag his dick in and out at a more rapid speed. you can feel each vein massaging your gummy walls. 

“fuck, me too baby. every time i saw you walk into class, just wanted to bend you over the desk and fuck you just like this. let everyone see how much of a slut you are for me.”

your head hangs down, forehead against the desk as he presses his hand in your back, causing you to arch even more. high on euphoria and need, you start bouncing your ass back on him, meeting him halfway. you hear a small laugh that turns into a low grunt at your actions, when he suddenly pulls out. 

sad at the feeling of emptiness, you didn’t even have a chance to protest before he flips you around, ass on the desk and your arms keeping you sitting up. 

“wanna see those pretty tits bounce when i fuck you.” is all he says, before he ruthlessly enters you again, going even faster than before. 

you moan and clench around the feeling, never having felt so full before. you’re gushing around him still, causing his length to be covered with your slick, it even dripped all over his desk and over both your thighs; though, you’re too turned on and needy to even be embarrassed. all you need right now is to cum around him.

you lift your shirt up, granting his wish of seeing your chest bounce and jiggle as he fucks up into you. he groans and takes one in his hand, kneading it and rolling your nipple before pinching it, making you yelp. he then brings his head down to paint more hickeys all over your now exposed chest, leaving so many littered across your skin. 

“is my pretty girl enjoying herself on my cock?” he hums as he kisses back up to your neck. 

you moaned in response, not able to formulate words. his gentle question was contrasted by how hard he was ramming into you. with every thrust you heard your skin clapping together; you swore you both were going to break his desk.

“you’re gonna let me cum in you, right? be my perfect little student and let me cum in you, yeah?” 

“yes please, god, i need you to cum in me. wanna be so full of you, please.” you choked out, furiously nodding your head. 

he kept going at a steady pace, fucking himself into you over and over again, chasing after his release. he placed his thumb on your clit rubbing circles, with the other gripping your waist.

“cum with me, yea? make a mess on my pretty cock, okay?” he cooed in your ear once again. that was all you needed to finish, and you came all over him as he came inside of you. 

after a moment of each of you catching your breath, he pulled out. you whined at the feeling, especially as you felt his cum start to leak out of you. he took his finger, gathering it, and pressed it back into you. you hissed at the feeling of his finger in your sensitive cunt again, but he kept fingering you through your overstimulation. the moment he placed his thumb on your cunt, you came for a third time, crying out his name. 

he cleaned you up with his handkerchief, slipped your underwear back on for you, and even helped you fix your clothes and hair. he looked at you fondly as you soothed face, still showing evidence of your semi-fucked out state. 

“you were so good for me, how about a free private tutor session at my place? i could go into so much more depth than what we discussed here.”

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[maybeimamuppet]

Do you have any autistic/ADHD headcanons for Cady? (Love your fics by the way :333)

OH BOY DO I

(thank you dear!)

usual disclaimer these are based on her musical self and are mostly from a list i made like three years ago anyway yeeha

-literally my first bullet point in her characterization list is just “autistic”

-she’s the kind of person who’s like “at 1:47 pm on Tuesday, May 7, 2022 you said this in these exact words” and also like “i have not eaten or peed in seven hours” at the same time (idk if may 7 2022 was a tuesday i just made smth up lol)

-she has the kälteen bars on her at all times bc she forgets meals so often but she also constantly reminds her friends to take their meds and stuff when they forget

-she’s not actually a savant in math, she just likes rules

-for much the same reason she’s also a polyglot

-she studies languages from books and the people she grew up exposed to and is at least bordering on fluent in seven languages

-she was mute until she was six

-because of this she knows asl

-she uses it whenever she has nonverbal times and teachers her friends basics and like how to fingerspell and stuff so they can use it too

-she can speak backwards because she got bored learning how to read and taught herself to do it both ways. she can flip any word or phrase around in her head

-she’s really good at impressions bc she copycats to learn most of how to socialize and stuff so she’s very quick to pick up intonations and vocal tone and stuff like that

-she’s very sensitive to noise and to touch

-she prefers broadway music (which damian loves) bc they use enough diction to override her auditory processing issues

-she doesn’t like to be touched softly because it’s too tickly and she also just hates being tickled

-but she loves to be snuggled by her loved ones and one of her love languages is touch

-she loves soft clothes (like janis and damian’s jackets) and will steal them if she gets the slightest opportunity

-she loves to stim with her hair which is why it’s so long. and also other people’s and especially janis’ because it’s different colors and very soft

-she also loves when other people play with her hair

-she hyperfixates HARD on the lion king, especially the musical, when janis and damian show it to her and blows all her money on merch and stuff lol

-she’s shockingly organized but her handwriting is terrible

-her friends get her chewy necklaces and stim toys for like every birthday and holiday so she has them all on a rotation to be fair

-she is blunt as all hell and honest to a fault

-she loves when janis paints and draws on her for that good good sensory input

-she goes barefoot whenever she can for also sensory input but she always wears socks inside

-she hates when people whisper and also when people fake crying

-she stims a lot by singing and humming and most of the time she doesn’t notice but (insert preferred partner here) doesn’t mention it bc they love it

-she adores disney movies and cartoons 

-she hates crowds of people

-she had daily meltdowns as a plastic bc the texture of the clothes was so overwhelming for her sensorily

-she drops shit all the goddamn time and is incredibly clumsy

-she hates eye contact

-she does not understand fashion rules at all but gretchen gives her a crash course and that helps

-she hates surprises for the most part and is v into her routine

-she will tell her africa stories to someone on the sidewalk if they’ll listen to her

-she loves being off the ground. carried around, table time, riding in shopping carts. favorites.

-she has really weird medical knowledge

-she actually prefers to write or sign than speak out loud but she speaks anyway bc it’s faster and everyone can understand that

-she doesn’t easily pick up on sarcasm or figures of speech unless it’s v obvious/intuitive but janis teaches her so she’s got it down within a year of their friendship

-she constantly forgets what things are named and invents new ones. and also is constantly stumbling over her words and inventing new curse words

-she hates english class the most bc there’s so many exceptions to all the rules

-idk if this is an adhd or autism thing lol but she talks in her sleep

-she also can and will sleep anywhere but sometimes she pretends she can’t so she gets cuddles

[jiveyuncle]

Hi omg!!!!! I just saw the book you posted for TNAHP and I am dying! It looks GLORIOUS!!!!! Turned out so beautiful binded like that! And the art is absolutely stunning, may I ask what company printed it? Like what shop did you use? I’ve wanted to print certain stories just for myself so badly over the years but there are so many places and I can’t decide and this is exactly what I’ve been looking for!!!!! 😍😍😍 thank you so much for sharing!

Hi, anon! Thank you! 💕 I was so happy getting to hold it and put it up on my shelf! Look!!! 😭💕

I want to preface everything I’m about to say with this: if you use a third party service to print any material (fics, art, art in fics, etc.) please, please, please reach out to the author/artist and get permission to use the service before printing! It doesn’t matter if someone else already has permission, make sure *you* have permission. Also consider if the art in the fic belongs to someone other than the writer (like if the work was a collaborative piece or if it features fanart of the fic) and get permission from them, too! You may have to wait for a response, or you may never get one (in which case, don’t print without permission), but it really is worth it to make sure the authors/artists feel comfortable and confident that they keep control over their own work.

This is the first service I’ve used, and I have no experience binding, so I’m just sharing what I did and what I noticed with my untrained eye.

First, the service I used is Barnes and Noble Press. Here’s a link:

You can make books publicly for sale or books strictly private for personal use. If printing fanfic, be certain that you are creating a “personal” print. It will appear like this in your projects section (note the “PERSONAL” banner above the cover art):

As you can see - the price is pretty decent as far as books go! After tax, shipping, and handling costs, this book turned out to be $21.82.

You can choose how you want to customize the materials your book is made up of. Different materials cost different amounts (i.e. printing color pages inside is going to increase your price a lot). If you don’t know where to start, here’s the preference settings I selected for my copy:

Now, understand that they are not editing your book for you - you’re still going to have to do all the formatting and arranging in a document yourself and designing your own cover (so be prepared to still spend a lot of time on this project). They simply print and physically put all the pieces together for you.

Lastly, I want to address quality. While this is far better quality than I could manage on my own, it’s still not 100% up to quality of most books I can purchase in a store. For comparison, I’ll show a couple side-by-side images of the fic print next to my favorite published book, The Raven Boys by Maggie Stiefvater.

Dust jacket: Feels great! Literally no complaints.

The hard cover: A bit cheaper feeling. Definitely noticeable difference with a printed visual texture instead of real texture. The printed texture creased and wore away to reveal the white beneath. It’s visible here after just a few openings of the book. Also, unfortunately, you cannot customize the hardcover under the dust jacket, so no spine labels and you’re stuck with this color blue:

Finally, my biggest concern, the binding of the pages: looks a lot more like a paperback that had its cover glued onto a hardcover than an actual standard hardcover. Again, I’m no expert and idk if that’s normal, what anything is called, or how this affects the lifespan of the book, but you can even see where the spine kinda hovers away from the hardcover casing and how that compares to the The Raven Boys.

Anyway, the service isn’t perfect, no, but it works for what I wanted, looks nice, is user friendly, and allows me to hold a fic I otherwise never would have had the opportunity to. I appreciate it for that.

Hope this was helpful! Print responsibly 😊

[ven-of-the-valley]

Hi! This ask is asking for tips relating to trans stuff so you can ignore if you don’t have any! thanks

Basically, I’m a genderqueer person who might be a trans man. I cut my hair recently but unfortunately it wasn’t short enough. I was wondering if you had any tips to make hair look more stereotypically masculine?

Secondly, do you have any tips for weeding out who are Allie’s and who aren’t? I’m not exactly sure who I can be open with and studd

thanks! Have a good day

This question make me smile so much, I’m more than happy to help!

Keep in mind, this is all from my own experience, but I’ll try to include some things in here that I have heard from other people too.

To me, the most important tip is to experiment a little bit. There are always gonna be lots of different people telling you lots of different things, don’t be afraid to try a few of them. I can tell you what ended up working for me, but don’t limit yourself to just that, everyone finds their gender euphoria in different ways.

For me, it was when I started wearing dark clothes and neutral colors that really helped. Baggy clothes have helped a lot too with my body dysphoria, especially with the added help of layering. I have a couple long sleeve tees I like throwing under short sleeved ones, and button ups and jackets that can go on top, anything to help hide my form and give a darker, more masculine appearance.

I’ve talked about it a little bit before on here, but tall shoes are a good way to add a little height, and I like ones that do so subtly, like heelys (you can take out the wheel and they just look like normal sneakers, but add about two inches). I like wearing eye liner and dark eye makeup especially on the under eye, as men tend to have more defined eyebags. There’s a lot of other masc makeup tutorials out there, but as someone who is not good at makeup, that was the option I went with. More subtle things that no one really noticed, but helped me, were switching to men’s deodorant and soaps.

As for hair, it definitely depends on the texture. I kept my hair short for a long time though in fear that longer hair would make me less of a trans man. My hair isn’t too long, but it’s around shoulder length, which I was very worried about dysphoria wise, and it was hard for a moment, until I figured out how to style it. Obviously, this comes down to texture. I have very fine straighter hair, and so for me, adding a little volume, layering, and curl helped it become less of a bob, and more masculine. I don’t know the science behind that, but it helped. Layering really helped so it wasn’t just flat longer hair, it looked messier, and it also helped me to get just some medium hold pomade and slick it back slightly.

As for allies, that is honestly one of the hardest parts. I got pretty lucky in having family that I knew was open, like my siblings and cousins, and I didn’t really have many friends as a whole at the time, so I was mostly starting on a blank slate, but I did have one pretty religious friend that I was terrified about. It starts with trying to observe small things about them. Have they ever said anything about the trans community? What would their other beliefs do they that that may sway their opinion in one way or another? Have they ever talked about pronouns or gender expression? Then try bringing up transgender topics in popular news and media and see their response. With a lot of people, there may not be a definitive way to say, and a really scary jump has to be made. Just remember, that if anyone does respond poorly, it reflects on them, not you. It’s not worth keeping a secret from someone in a friendship and not living happily as yourself. The friendships you are meant to keep, will stay through this change, or they’ll come around. And yeah, losing people hurts like hell, but knowing who you can then trust to be yourself makes those good relationships all the better.

I hope this helps. If you have any more questions, don’t be afraid to ask or reach out, cause I am more than happy to help on this amazing journey of yours. Being trans and being able to find yourself in that way is a beautiful experience, even through the heartbreak and pain. More than anything, do not give up on this journey. You are so strong for taking all this on, and if you ever feel isolated, know that you are never alone, and there are always those of us out there that will support you.

Edit: Elaborating on the hair thing below the line

These are both pictures of me, a few years apart, but both pre medical transition. My hair is about the same length, only the second is a lot “messier” with more layers and using volumizing mouse and gel. Some people will also use hair irons in a certain way, it just takes a little more time.

[squeakadeeks]

I'm on my knees BEGGING for an Austin Powers cosplay from you holy shit you would make it insane!!! Side question: My biggest issue I have with sewing is deciding which fabric I should use for specific projects/pieces. Trying to find an answer on that online is not easy as usually tutorials just say like "With your fabric, do X" without saying which fabric to look for 😭How do you personally choose your fabric when doing your cosplays? Do you have a cheat-sheet of like what to look for?

I'm about to have a micro-lull in projects so who knows! maybe now is the time for Austin Powers.

To tell true, my strategy for choosing fabrics is kind of a goofy one. if you look at everything i've made, you'll notice that I tend to use a lot of the same fabrics repeatedly. Microsuede, mystique spandex, pleather, stretch twill/sateen, stretch denim, and matte satins. I dont have a lot of access to fabric stores anymore where I can go in person choose it based on inspection, so instead I take what I know and work with it! So I tend to either choose projects based on a fabric that I'm familiar with, or I take the design and make it compatible with one I like. for example on Thistle, i'm sure using something like taffeta, dupioni, or velvet wouldve worked for his design, but I chose microsuede because I like it and I leaned into properties it has like a textured appearance and stiffness.

But that being said, even if you help yourself by working with a more limited scope of fabrics, how do you choose between fabric A and fabric B for an application? Typically what influences how a fabric behaves is its weight (ie is this a super light fabric that blows in the breeze, or something heavy like what you might find on a couch), its drape (will this fabric hang straight down or be stiff and fold more like paper), and its finish (is this something shiny and reflective, or matte? does it have a texture, or a totally smooth surface?).

in general if you want something fitted and structured like a crisp jacket, bodice, or a skirt that holds its shape, you tend to want heavier, stiffer fabrics. if you want something to look soft and flowy, then lighter, more draping fabrics are best. (thers also the mechanical issue that if you're working on something big like say a ballgown, if you chose a heavy fabric, you will need to account for the scaling weight. making a short skirt vs a long skirt out of a heavy fabric will have very different outcomes.) it's hard to give specific advice about fabrics in general, since each project has its own specific needs and each project can be made with any variety of fabrics, but will result in different appearances in the overall garment.

BUT i do have a mini word of wisdom, which is if you have a fabric in mind but you're not sure it will work, you can always try looking up like....."matte satin dresses", or "suede jackets" and see if you can find any examples of the fabric you're thinking of being used in the garment you want to make (or in general) to check if it gives the look you want. you can even go backwards and look up like...."prince costume" and try to identify common fabrics that usually come up for that garment style.

[sanddusted-wisteria]

Adventures in MTAS datamining (pt. 1/?: art assets)

Because I am incredibly normal about this game, I’ve been poking around in the game’s files (and MTAP’s, too) pretty much ever since I got it. Unity games are pretty easy to datamine, since tools are already out there, which is incredibly fortunate for fueling the hyperfixation. I wanted to share some of the more interesting things I’ve found on my travels. Spoiler warning: There are some midgame spoilers below (i.e. starting with the water tower). There’s also one thing that might be a future spoiler, which is at the very end and marked accordingly.

General disclaimer: If you’re curious to try datamining out yourself, feel free to ask me for how-to’s, but please be careful! Never edit the game’s files directly. Make copies and back up your save files. You’ll also need a good amount of RAM (I recommend at least 16 GB) to be able to handle tools like AssetStudio, since you’ll be loading assets directly into memory. And MTAS has a lot of assets. You may also encounter unreleased future content in there...so preemptive spoiler warning for that as well.

Since there’s so much to dig through, this post will only focus on some of the art/visual things. These can either be found under StreamingAssets > AssetBundles, or StreamingAssets > AssetBundles > art_asset. I can’t really comment too much on the 3D assets (meshs, textures) since I don’t know too much about modeling, but here are some other interesting things I found!

Cutscene thumbnails

You can find thumbnails of the cutscenes without the builder in them. The in-game album uses different thumbnails, which look like screenshots taken when it’s playing for the first time (hence why skipping a cutscene won’t put it in your album). Some of them actually really nice. Wallpaper-worthy, even.

The one they use for the kidnapping cutscene is incredible.

(ask people who don’t play mtas to caption this image.)

Newspaper photos

In The Tumbleweed Standard, the monthly issues are accompanied by these photos. Something about the filter makes it look pretty. Here are my personal favorites:

Family photos

You ever wanted to see the photos in the NPCs’ houses up close? Now you can! They’re all super sweet. Welllll, most of them.

(My favorite one’s the one with babby Heidi 😭 [far right, midway down])

It’s still unfortunately kinda blurry, since they’re meant to show up pretty small in-game. Hopefully you’re still able to see them.

Here’s a bit of a buffer before the last thing I have to show, since it’s probably the one thing that could be a future spoiler. If it is, it’s probably fairly minor. Hop off now if you don’t want that.

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Fine with maybe being spoiled? Alright, here we go...

Lastly, I leave you with a forbidden image:

...I’m sorry, who is this???

So, uh...Qi has an alternate set of character art. No other character has one (except Elsie for story reasons). I assume this’ll be a DLC outfit, like those in MTAP? Kinda weird how only one would be loaded into the files so far. The asset name doesn’t really give any pointers, it’s just marked as “Qi2″. It only exists as character art, no model or texture or anything like that.

So is this past Qi? Future Qi?? Qi for one day if he’s forced to wear something nice for a change??? It looks like the neat and complete version of his normal outfit. You can see the same shirt and tie, same pants (except they aren’t rolled up at the ankles anymore?), same shoes. I’m also just now noticing that his suit jacket’s the same color as the mobile suit, haha funni joke. Again, not a single other character besides Elsie has an alternate outfit yet in these files. What is this for?! I have no fuckin clue, but I can say that Qi cleans up pretty nicely 👀

(kinda wish he kept the messy hair, tbh. doesn’t really look right without it)

And that’ll wrap up this little datamining dive! I’ll probably come back to the art in the future, once more gets added, or if I find some other things to share. In the next parts, I’ll be showing off some of the audio and text data, but I do want to wait until future game updates for some of it. Hope you found this as interesting as I do!

Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to continue reeling from the psychic damage that full-suited Qi’s done to my poor little brain.

ETA: i just realized that it looks like the fucking onceler’s outfit. i am deeply sorry for putting the image of onceler qi in your head

  or am i

Edit 2: Unfortunately, as of several beta builds pre-release, full suit Qi has largely been removed. The full art version isn’t in the files anywhere, but there are still some map icons of him. Not sure if this is something for postgame content or a romantic mission they didn’t have time to add. We’ll have to see :P

ngl i kinda prefer scruffy qi over this lol

[milli-moi]

Natasha Romanoff on Sex Education: Or, how Aunty Nat would be awesome and Mama Nat would be a nightmare

Natasha would be a very different person to have in different roles when it comes to all things Sex Ed based. This might seem weird at first but let me explain.

Obviously Auntie Nat would be a great person to have on your side when it come to this stuff.

- She would be prepared, even though (depending on MCU or 616) she may not need them, she would always carry tampons and pads with her just in case someone needed them. She even keeps a couple tampons in one part of her tac belt and has helped out the team on various occasions.

- She wouldn’t judge. All the younger girls she has an impact on - in my head I think mostly of Wanda and Lila Barton here - know that if they have any weird symptoms and need to see someone, Natasha will find them the right doctor. They know if they need access to emergency contraceptives or abortion care then she’ll get them access.

- Natasha always has ALL the supplies. Due to the nature of her job there is nothing Nat doesn’t have if you give her a little notice. She’ll get you whatever contraceptive methods you need. spermicides? Yup, Lubricants?pick a flavour. Hypo allergenic condoms? Absolutely, any specific texture?

- In the same vein (pun not intended but I’m easily amused 😂) if it’s technique you want then she can give you tips on that too (jeez the puns… why…??) Natasha will talk to the point, blunt and without a hint of embarrassment. She will point out the problems with the banana-condom situation, explain toy sterilisation and pre or post- sex hygiene.

And these things would be great if she was your auntie, right? She would be someone to go to no matter what and without any judgement. I imagine she went to Wanda after a few weeks and dragged her to a pharmacy, getting her set up with contraception options as well as talking her through some of the products available, knowing that when she had first come to the US it had been overwhelming with so many new brands.

But then there is the other side, Natasha as a mother. Sounds awesome in a lot of ways, but…

(FYI: I always think of Mama Natasha as being very on the side that sex education should be mostly done before embarrassment sets in. She won’t risk her children being unable to say if something happened to them.)

- Instead of their two year old just being asked to explore those body parts privately Natasha explains what the clitoris is and why it exists.

- Being called into the class of your six year old to discover she had decided to explain to her classmates what sex is.

- Frequently reaching into the pocket of their jacket or bag as a teenager and finding a selection of different condoms.

- Being HORRIFIED to find the way the Black Widow is portrayed on the internet. The kids did not need to hear people talk about their mama like that.

- Having your mama just casually strike up a sex-based conversation with your friends if anything happens to bring the subject up.

- Thinking there are probably kids in your class who fantasise about your mama. Knowing they do when one of your friends discovers someone they know has black widow themed condoms.

[kollector-of-stims]

Here we go...Squirkies Rating!

I now have 9 different pets and shall rate them based on my personal opinion of them. Though its opinionated, I still hope my ratings will help anyone that wants any! Unfortunately I will NOT be rating Pop Bop Butterfly, Toggle Turtle, and Spin-Fin Axolotl since I don't have those.

All ratings and reviewing under the cut!

First off, the collection guide says as a warning, and I quote: "Caution: squirkies are collectable novelty toys and are not intended to be used as soothing aids. Continuous repetitive use will degrade performance." I guess this applies to many stim toys though? I don't know but I'm including this still just in case. Also it wont stop me anyway.

So, the ratings begin!

• Twirly Whirly Hedgehog

A slightly weighted hedgehog. Comes in blue and pink.

1: The spikes up top spin. 2: The texture is rubbery and honestly pretty nice. 3: the weight is on the bottom and this allows it to wobble on a hard flat surface. Also good for just holding depending.

Overall, this one appeals to me myself a lot when it comes to fidget options. The spinning and texture are quiet and good for using secretly in a jacket pocket in public with one hand. So what if hedgehogs aren't an animal I'm crazy for? This one is fantastic.

My rating: 9/10

• Switchy Scorpion

A scorpion with a clicky tail and buttons on it's back. Comes in light blue and orange. NOTE: I replaced the ORIGINAL tail with my OWN wacky tracks because the original tail was shorter AND squeaky. Took some force with scizzors down in there to pry the original tail off. Be careful if you try this.

1: Buttons on it's back have a tiny bit of resistance and a decent click. 2: Its claws can be clicked once inward and outward with a click, moving each eye. 3: Its legs are made of a slightly softer material than the body and can be moved a little. 4: The tail when you first get it is squeaky and a little awkward to mess with. Thus why I replaced it.

Other than me modifying it, the rest of the toy is pretty alright. The claws are fun and the buttons are fun to press over and over with two fingers. The "being able to modify it in the first place" was cool imo.

My rating: 6/10

• Squish 'n' Fish

A rubbery fish with a squishy interior where a bubble is. Comes in blue and yellow.

1: Its tail stretches decently. 2: when squeezed, a bubble comes out of its mouth, and there's a small squiggly worm inside that I have trouble getting out in every squeeze. 3: The top fin can count as a fidget as well.

Completely rubbery and bouncy, it had a texture I myself despise when I first opened it. It took washing multiple times before I was comfortable touching it, and it still slightly repels me due to that faint powdery texture that some people dislike with stretchy stim toys. Could be my imagination but. With the bubble squish, it takes force from me personally, so I'm honestly not too crazy about this one other than its design.

My rating: 3/10

• Jiggles Jellyfish

A rubbery jellyfish with a noticable hard interior frame. Comes in blue and pink.

1: The buttons on the back have resistance and good clicks and honestly feel nice to me. 2: The tentacles can be stretched enough to where you can see where they are connected to the toy. 3: The sides of the body can be pressed inward with two fingers, making the hard inner frame more noticable. 4: The fringe on the head works as a small fidget.

Again with the same texture issue as the fish. Took multiple washings and if I can get rid of the feeling completely, I'd personally feel more inclined to use this one. If I wasn't paranoid about that feeling, I'd be using it more. Also, it's fun to place it on a flat surface with tentacles out in all directions before softly tapping it and watching it wobble.

My rating: 5/10

• Squiggly Snake

Hard bendable snakes that work similarly to tangles but with more resistance and sharp angles. Come in yellow/teal, pinkish purple/teal, and glow-in-the-dark (green and teal) in the 5 pack.

1: Similarly to a sharp-angled tangle, the body can be twisted around in different shapes with no noise. 2: The tongue can be pulled out a little but I would advise not pulling too terribly hard. 3: The head can be spun around with a nice clicking sound. 4: The eyes can be spun around with a softer clicking sound.

Another one I personally like. Not only do I enjoy snakes, but also, the clicking and various movements you can do with this one are nice to me. Though it's not as easy to move the body around as it is a tangle, it still does a good job at being satisfying. The clicking also sounds so good.

My rating: 8/10

• Clickety Cat

A conveniently fidget-cube-shaped cat. Comes in orange, purple, metallic (light blue), and glow-in-the-dark (blue).

1: The tail can be spun with little resistance and a satisfying clicky sound. 2: The mouth can be pushed inward and come out extended. It can then be made small again with another push. 3: The feet can be spun with your finger in a proper place while pushing. 4: The ears can be moved back and forth, moving the eyes as well.

Cats are a favorite animal of mine, and that, plus the tail and feet specifically, make this one of my top 5 favorites of my 9 squirkies. Though the feet aren't as easy to spin as the classic spinning part of a fidget cube, I still enjoy it. And the tail also is pleasurable, if you don't mind the noise.

My rating: 8/10

• Pop Tube Pup

A dog with two plastic ends and a pop tube making up its body. Comes in brown, white, metallic (orange), and glow-in-the-dark (light blue).

1: The pop tube body extends a small amount. 2: the ears can be moved up and down with a barely audible click. 3: the tongue can be clicked into place either up or down, moving the eyes.

The colors and tube are nice, though in my opinion that's all this dog really has. The ears are entertaining but not as much as parts of the other animals. I personally am also worried about the tube body breaking, mainly because I have bad luck with pop tubes breaking in half.

My rating: 4/10

• Cheeky Pop Monkey

A small square monkey with a backside like a pop-it. Comes in purple/pink, brown/yellow, metallic (blue/pink), glow-in-the-dark (pink/orange), and golden metallic (1/3 chance in mystery pack)

1: Both cheeks can be popped inwards with soft pop sounds. 2: The ears can be moved towards the back, popping the poppers back outwards. 3: The tail can be rotated similarly to the cat but with more resistance and a louder sound, moving the eyes.

Actually very satisfying to me. The being able to pop and un-pop the backside so easily is very handy, and the tail is good as an occasional fidget requiring a little force. The popping part of course really sells this one and is the main focus, but despite there only being 2 main stimming methods, what it has is nice in my opinion.

My rating: 7/10

• Curly Chameleon

A compact chameleon with a silicone-like tail. Comes in green/blue, pink/green, and glow-in-the-dark (light green/pink).

1: Pressing on the back ridges, which are plastic, makes the tongue stick out. 2: The tail can be uncurled before quickly retracting back into shape. 3: The eyes can be spun with a soft clicky sound.

This ones surprisingly high on my personal list just for the tail alone. Quiet and fun, and the tail part can be used in bed with less threat of waking up a nearby sleeping partner. Cute and appealing to me, I love the tail texture.

My rating: 8/10

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BONUS: How the glow-in-the-dark squirkies look in the dark:

Uh edit: I couldn't add another image to this but left this title in here, so if anyone wants glow in the dark info, I could add it to a reblog.

OVERALL RESULTS:

Fun and neat little toys, I love the hedgehog, snake, cat, monkey, and chameleon the best. When it comes to fidget options with shopping trips and such, the hedgehog would be the one I'm most likely to take in public. The fish is my personal least favorite, but is still cute and it enjoy it more if the bubble came out easier and the texture wasn't at all powdery feeling.

This was fun to do, and I hope that whoever reads this review was at least entertained. And if it helps someone pick their favorite, I'm happy to help!

Also feel free to let me know if you want me to make reviews like this for any other fidget/stim toys I show that I have!

[dahliarosebud]

- Billy Hargrove x Reader

• Angst (with happy ending)

• Part 1

• MAIN-MASTER-LIST

Warnings: love confessions, smoking, kissing, implied jealousy, mentions of fear, implied guilt, mentioned abuse

Synopsis: Two broken and beaten hearts finally become one in a hazy dream of running away from everything. Or Y/n finally opens up and tells the truth of her life behind the façade

A/n: I’m sorry this took so long, I’ve been busy and only just found the time as I have a long list of fics to write and part twos are closer to the bottom, but I finally got around to it. Those of you who have requested to be tagged have been at the bottom.

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I walked into his room, clothes strewn all over the floor, old cigarette smoke still lingering clinging to the orange light that hung from the middle of his ceiling, it smelt like cheap cologne and hair products . I jumped at the sound of the door slamming behind me. Turning to see Billy lighting a new cig.

Freezing fingertips pulling the jacket that slipped from my shoulder back to where it should be, as if the damp material could offer me any sort of warmth. He pointed to his bed telling me to sit as he filtered through his wardrobe for something.  “Here,” he said tossing me some clothes.

I held up the jumper. ‘HAWKINS HIGH SCHOOL’ plastered on the front in bold green letters. My thumbs digging into the soft material, I lowered the jumper my eyes meeting his, they traced my face delicately. He cleared his throat plucking the cig from between his lips.

“You can change in here I’m going to go ask Max what pizza she wants. Oh and don’t touch anything,” he said gruffly, back turned towards me hand scratching the back of his head. I watched as he left making sure the door was shut snug.

I made quick work of changing out of the damp clothes, neatly folding them and placing them in a pile on the floor amidst his messy mountains of clothes. I stood up, hands softly flattening the jumper. I walked to his desk, fingers gently skimming over the different things, rings, necklaces.

I stopped picking up the box of condoms, rolling my eyes a disgusted sound leaving my lips as I flipped the packet over opening the flap and only seeing two left. Billy Hargrove the ultimate frat fuck boy. I chuckled. I put down the packet where I found  wiping my hands on the sweat pants he had leant me.

My eyes wondered his walls taking in all the band posters, Metallica, Black Sabbath, Motley Crew and lets not forget the pictures of topless and bikini models.

 I noticed how the red paint hand began to peel and how the wardrobe and door had holes in them as if someone had punched through them, whether it was Billy or not was the real question that swam around in my mind.

My eyes caught the metallic gleam of the silver photo frame, I walked towards it, picking it up from its respected pace, running my thumb over the textured frame. I smiled gently at the picture. 

A pretty woman and a sweet little boy hugging her leg. Big happy shining smiles plastered on the faces, the visible gleam from the sun on the picture and I suddenly remember Billy came here from California.

“Hey what pizz- what are you doing?” I quickly put the picture down, spinning around with reddened cheeks - embarrassed at the fact I got caught snooping. His eyes drifted from me to the photo frame next to me, confusion turning into a steady glare. 

“I specifically said don’t touch anything,” he stomped towards me. Pushing me out of the way inspecting the photo making sure I hadn’t tampered with it in any way. “Is that your mom?” I asked softly sitting back down on the bed.

“Yea,” he said. I stared at the way his eyebrows creased as he stared at the happy faces captured. “She’s beautiful.” I chewed the inside of my cheek awaiting something, anything. A punch, a screaming match, but instead I watched as his lips dared to twist into a smile, twitching at the corner of his mouth. “Yea she was,” he sighed.

I looked down at my hands in my lap, twiddling my fingers. He stood up straight putting the photo into a draw, slamming it shut. “So the pizza?” He questioned once again a new cigarette back between his lips. Damn that’s like now three in just over an hour. He held the pack out towards me. 

I grabbed the packet flicking the lid open, the smell of tobacco wafting into my face. I picked out the last one, copying his actions and placing it in between my lips. “Any is fine,” I said. He nodded in consideration. I leant forward towards the light he held out towards me.

Closing my eyes as I inhaled, shoulders sagging in comfort. It’s a bad habit, I know. He came and sat beside me, exhaling. I flopped backwards, exhaling just as he did. Humming a random tune, enjoying the way my mind fell into a silent peace like the drifting ocean in a summer breeze.

The bed groaned as he lied next to me just as I was. “So are you ever going to tell me who did that to you?” I sighed, the smoke drifting from my nose accompanied by a subtly burn so delicious: a distraction from the truth.

 “You first,” I snapped. I wasn’t mad, but there was something so humiliating admitting the fact that the person who is meant to love you hits you, its so degrading and shameful. Its like I deserve it no matter how many time I tell myself I don’t.

“It’s him isn’t it?” He said confidently, the bed groaning as he rolled onto his side. I turned my head towards him whispering a small, “What?” I looked back up at the peeling ceiling, already feeling the familiar sting of tears in my eyes, “I- I- don’t know what you’re talking about,” I chuckled, voice cracking. Taking a long drag of the quickly withering cigarette.

“You know you don’t have to protect him. What kind of dick hits his girlfriend?” I gulped, but the knot lodged in my throat wouldn’t shift.  “He doesn’t deserve you.” The tears finally fell, I put out the cig in the ashtray next to me, watching as it splintered praying that my crying would stop.

Laying back down my eyes finding a new place to look. “I didn’t - I didn’t think he would he would hit me in my face, usually it’s just my ribs or a slaps me, but he had been drinking with his friends and there I was stood outside of his house waiting for him to come home after I had been sat on my own door step waiting for his dumbass to come pick me up for over an hour,” I clenched and grinded my teeth in anger.

“After I had told him that this would be the last time he would see me as his girlfriend and not ‘just some whore he used to date’ he dragged me inside and grabbed my face,” I breathed shakily, 

“‘You got someone else? Huh! I knew I should never have dated such a fucking whore like you. You’d drop your panties for any guy with a heart beat. You’re lucky I’m even still tolerating you,’” I closed my eyes remembering the fear that had coursed through my veins. At the point I thought him just grabbing my jaw like that could break it. The smell of beer causing my stomach to churn.

“I had grabbed his arms  and tried to run away, but he had pulled me back. At that point I had lunged forward and scratched his face, I had never fought back ever. That is what made him really mad and then - and then he punched me straight in the eye and left me on the floor telling me to get out and that he never wants to see me again, and to top things off it’s our anniversary, I chuckled and rolled over facing him.

His jaw was clenched as were his hands, knuckles white with a searing anger. His eyebrows were knit together and he breathed heavily. He reached forward, palm on my face as his thumb wiped away my tears. Flinching, I closed my eyes before sighing and revelling in the soft touch. Eyes staring at the swirling purples, greens and blues mingling under my eye and on the cheek bone.

“Why do you hate me?” I whispered. He stopped his movements pulling hand away. His eyes moved from the bruise to mine, tonging the inside of his cheek pondering the question.

“I...don’t hate you,” he whispered back, “I just hated the fact that you were with him. I hated the way his arm would be around you or his hand in your back pocket. I hated the way he kissed you. I hated the way you smiled and laughed at his jokes. I hated the way he would brag about cheating on you or how he mad you cum.” Tongue swiping across his bottom lip, dragging it into his mouth, biting the soft flesh picking his next words carefully.

“But most of all I hated the way that you looked at him because,” his voice fell off pausing. My heart sped up as I moved closer. My eyes flicking down to his lips and then back up to his eyes. “Because?” I whispered.

“Because,” he breathed shakily looking down, “because I wanted you to look at me that way.” My eyes softened as I looked at him. I never thought I would ever get to see Billy Hargrove the ultimate frat fuck boy act shy. 

He lifted his head, our noses almost touching. And this close I could see the freckles that were scattered across his face. “Well,” I swallowed. “When I wasn’t laughing at his jokes, or hand his arm around me,” I looked down threading my fingers with his.

“I dreamt of what life would be like with out him, to run away from this place, from him, from this bullshit life.” I looked back into his eyes, you could get lost in them - a swimming pool of hidden emotion. “Do you want to run away with me...Billy?” We moved impossibly closer to each other.

“Yes,” he whispered barely audible. “Where would we go?” he asked pressing our foreheads together. I looked up thinking for a second before softly smiling, my mind flicking back to the way he tried not to smile at that photo of him and his mom.

“What about California?” He closed his eyes smiling fondly. I licked my lips my heart beating faster and faster as silence spread over the room. Comforting and sweet, lit by the orange light.

“Yes,” he breathed. He leant forward, our lips pressing together gingerly. Tender and supple I almost didn’t feel it. We pulled apart, taking a second to admire one another before leaning back in. 

This kiss. This kiss had pent up desire and passion behind it, ensuring red and swollen lips once finished. But I’m not sure whether I want his moment to ever end.

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@quietghostwitch

[atlasofsalt]

i’m sick lmao i’ve thrown up 3 times while writing this. idk if i’ll make more rn it’s kinda at an open ending- anyway hope ya enjoy it! sorry if mammon seems kinda ooc, i’m still trying to get used to writing someone that isn’t an oc

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his smile was so tempting. his blue eyes shimmered in the dim lighting, gold reflecting in them. one hand held out in front of him, extended to you- waiting patiently. it was a stupid idea. all your life you were warned away from this. but you were desperate, and he was right there. your options were limited, time running out. you had to make a choice soon, if you didn’t this opportunity would be wasted.

“well human? we got a deal?” his voice seemed to have some sort of soft echo, it wrapped around your head and made you feel warm. nothing seemed to matter anymore, only him. your hand started to extend itself to the demon in front of you. with his help you could finally get the strength you needed to escape this shit hole of a body. so with very little hesitation, your hand met his.

his smile turned wicked and his eyes darkened every so slightly. that warm feeling was turning to an icy grip. your body felt cold, your vision blurred, pain erupted throughout your body. it felt like an eternity, yet it was only a matter of seconds that passed. once the feeling started to fade you were alone in the room. everything seemed to be tossed around and torn up- like some kind of tornado went through.

a heavy sigh passed your lips as you started to work on cleaning things up. nothing felt any different, and it pissed you off some. you felt like the damn demon cheated you out of your soul and left you with nothing. weeks went by with no noticeable change. you still felt weak, and growing weaker with each passing day. the sickness that inhabited your body was winning the fight.

walking down the clothing isle your eyes scanned the racks. nothing was seeming of interest and at this point you thought about just going home. your cart was bare and your pockets were empty anyways. moving along you noticed a pretty necklace on display. the silver chain fastened around the mannequin, a pretty little white stone dangled from it. your fingers seemed to have a very persistent itching as your eyes traced the accessory. it would look so nice with that dress shirt you had.

‘you should take it’ a voice echoed in your head. ‘you deserve nice things here and there.’ the voice sounded eerily familiar, but you couldn’t think of who. that was until you turned around and locked eyes with him.

there stood the second born ruler of hell, lord mammon. demons were taller than humans, you remember that much. he looked different without the horns and wings, he seemed smaller as well. but his aura was far too large, too powerful, to think of him as anything less than superior. he was leaning against a supporting bean within the store. his white hair was slightly messy and swooshed to the side of his head. piercings lined both ears; gold chains and pretty stones shimmered brightly. the bomber jacket he wore was clearly some kind of designer, but the name was written in an unfamiliar language. as was all his clothing and accessories he wore.

his eyes bore into your body with a dangerous glint, yet a playful smirk was on his face. his lips turned upwards, his snake bites caught the light and glistened. he was handsome; that much was known. you shivered lightly under his stare and looked away back towards the neckless. yet you couldn’t seem to escape him. ‘go on now, take it.’ he taunted. ‘i can feel the greed rolling off of you’ he cooed, ‘i wonder what the metal would feel like.’

you couldn’t control yourself. your body moved to the chain and brushed your finger tips against it. the cool texture sent goosebumps down your arm. that itchy feeling returned and you watched in horror as your body moved on its own accord. the necklace slipped off of the display and into your bag. a rush of adrenaline coursed through your veins. the hairs on the back of your neck stood up as anxiety filled you.

‘go on’ his voice whispered gently, ‘go home little lamb. you got what you wanted.’ your legs felt heavy yet they continued to move. your whole body was numb and tingly. the cart was shoved back into its spot as you grabbed your bag. the automatic doors slid open, allowing you to swiftly exit the store. your feet carried you to your car, then you drove to your apartment. it felt like everything was on autopilot.

by the time you got home the feeling was fading. you realized however, that instead of feeling weak and sore like you normally did. you felt energized, awake, and ready to take on anything. nothing was making any sense and that damn necklace was still in your bag! with a frustrated huff you grabbed the old summoning book and started to draw the circle again. you wanted answers, and you’d be damned if you didn’t get any.

“no need for that, your desire to see me was enough for a summon; as per our contact.” you swing around to face him and his still human looking body. your eyes narrowed as you crossed your arms.

“what the fuck did you do?” you spat out, venom clear in your voice. he chuckled and took a few steps towards you.

“what do you mean?” he cocked his head in mock innocence. “you asked for some of my power, strength to help cure your sickness.” he stopped a foot from you and watched your reaction with interest.

“i didn’t ask for you to invade my mind and force me to steal!” you tried to keep quite for your neighbors sake, but that damn grin was getting on your nerves.

“what? you mean you excepted to have my magic for free?” he inquired, the grin slowly slipping away. he seemed to be a little irritated the longer you spoke.

“i thought my soul was payment enough.” you furrowed your brows in confusion at the man. he let out a sharp laugh before shaking his head.

“your soul is filled with sickness, and now it’s shining with sin.” he scoffed and stepped closer till your chests were inches apart. his aura was starting to become overwhelming all of a sudden. you felt faint. all that energy you had seemed to evaporate. he leaned towards your face. “you seriously thought i’d give my power to some sickly, weak, magicless human?” he sneered.

“i’m sorry, i-i misunderstood-“

“you think? your lucky im not like my brothers, or else i’d take huge offense to your attitude.” he pulled away and started off to your couch. he plopped down on it and looked at the tv in boredom. “look, until you die your stuck with me.” his gaze flickered to you briefly. “and i’m not supposed to really be here in the human word. i need a contract with a soul to be able to stay.”

“what’s this have to do with your basically mind controlling me?” you questioned. curiosity overtook most of your fear. you slowly made your way to the couch, and hesitated slightly before sitting beside him.

“simple.” he shrugged and turned his attention to you fully this time. “you needed magic to help fight off and cure your body. i needed someone to help me be able to stay here in this world.” his golden blue eyes slowly traveled your form, making you shift uncomfortably.

“look-“ mammon readjusted himself before continuing. “you have access to some of my magic, that’ll heal your body. but the magic that’s being used is coming directly from my soul.”

“what?” your state of confusion made him sigh irritated.

“my soul is pumping magic to your soul ‘kay?” you nodded. “so that means a sliver my soul is in yours right now.” he motions vaguely between you two. “i can’t control your body, but i can heavily influence your actions. only as long as they are coming from your greed.”

you blinked at him.

he blinked back.

you two sat in awkward silence for a few moments while the tv played in the background. slowly the words he said sunk in and you felt a little nauseous. “how come i can’t do that back?”

he snorted. “what? we don’t have a pact human, just a contract. they’re different.”

“what’s the difference?” you tilted your head at him and waited for his reply.

“wow- you really are stupid enough to summon a high ranking demon without knowing anything?” he sucked his bottom lip in and bit down on one of the piercings while he thought. “okay look- so contracts are when a human makes requests that a demon can fulfill, in return for that humans soul.” he started and scratched the back of his neck. “a pact is when both parties link their souls, they become one. that human gains power from the demon, and the demon can gain a soul based food source from the human.”

“so how come your magic is in my soul now if it’s just a contract?”

“oi! let me finish will ya?” he gave a light glare at your now flustered and embarrassed form. he huffed loudly while crossing his arms. “i don’t like explain’ shit the way it is- so don’t go interrupting me!” he puffed his cheeks out while narrowing his eyes.

it was then you noted just how attractive he really was. his platinum blond hair was straightened, but you could see the slight natural wave it had. his eyes were a mix of colors. dark blue swirled with sky blue- a touch of gold circled his iris. his body seemed to be in great shape if you remembered his demon form correctly. at the thought of his muscular, brownish orange, unclothed body made your face feel warm. his fingers had a variety of rings, different types of piercings trialed up and down both ears. his lips were plump with one small silver bulb pierced under both sides. small scares scattered his knuckles and even a few on his face.

your body felt even hotter, damn he was hot. are all demons this attractive? is it some sort of ethereal being thing? you started to feel slightly self conscious the longer you openly stare at the man in front of you. as you were deep in conflicted thoughts, mammon had stopped talking at watched you. he grimaced slightly and seemed to want to look anywhere else but at you. his raised his voice to try and get your attention.

“another thing, i can feel your greed- and any other stronger emotions that link to my brothers. including any sexual shit.”

you snap out of your trance and gasped slightly. you brought your arms up to hug yourself. “i’m so sorry i don’t know what’s gotten into me. i’m supposed to be upset at you for tricking me!” you breathed out and shuttered. different emotions started to swell inside of you. angry, envy, exhaustion, hunger- it was very confusing okay?

mammon rubbed his hand. “it’s been a long day, and it’s getting late. aren’t you humans needing like, sixteen hours of sleep or somethin?” he shuffled around before standing up and offering a hand. you remembered the last time you took it and felt that distant fear return. your eye locked onto his once more, but you couldn’t find that wicked glint. only concern.

“thanks.” you muttered quietly and took it. he pulled you up gently, and let you guide him to your room. once you arrived there he let go and shoved his hands into his pants pocket awkwardly. he looked around while grumbling under his breath.

“as long as our contract lasts, we’ll be connected.” he turned around to give you privacy to change. “but i’ll need you to give into that greed a little ‘kay? each time you do, you’ll feel more of my magic flowing through ya.”

after you gave him an okay to turn around you nodded at him in understanding. “okay, but how do i get a hold of you if i have more questions or need something?”

“i’m not your errand boy! if you really need to know something go find it out yourself. you’re the stupid human that did this all without looking into shit.” he snapped out. his foot tapped impatiently against the carpet. “just, think about wanting me okay? i’ll get the feeling and come around. just don’t do it a lot! last thing either of us need is my brothers snooping around, wonderin’ were in vanishin’ off to.”

you giggled and bid him a good night. he grumbled again before disappearing in a cloud of smoke. as you finished getting ready for bed you spent that time thinking over things. maybe this wasn’t a good idea. but you got to admit, the adrenaline rush from the store made your heart pound with excitement. it wouldn’t hurt to see where this goes, after all either way you’re already dying. the thought of that time limit ruined the mood. you were dying. how long will mammons’ magic delay that? would this be worth it in the end? you sighed and rolled onto your side. it wasn’t like you could go back now, you made a deal with a demon. this was just the price of your greed.

[winxngasks]

👨‍💻 Timmy, Specialist 👨‍💻

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Next up we have Timmy! His was pretty easy to come up with, since his style in canon and redesigns seemed a little more consistent than some of the other guys. One thing I also noticed when looking at his canon outfits was how, at least with his sprites’ poses, his style seemed to evolve into a more ‘confident’ one overtime, so I wanted to lean into that for his redesign/fashion post. I hope you enjoy!

More details about his looks can be found under the ‘readmore’!

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- For Timmy’s physical appearance, I imagine him to be the shortest of the specialists, with more of a skinny and kind of frail build at first before he eventually gains more muscle definition the longer he spends in the group. I also think that as he is the shortest of the specialists he is also shorter than Tecna, as I’ve seen a few interpretations where she is the taller one and I think it would be an extra cute thing in their relationship. His hair would still be short but more curly in texture to be different from the other guys, and would be more of a reddish color. Eyes would be more of a greenish-hazel color, though skin tone would still be relatively the same, maybe a tad paler but still warm. For extra physical details, I made his glasses thicker while the frames are red all-around. Would also have a few freckles his body, but not too many or noticeable.

- For his color scheme, similar to Brandon I don’t think he would have any major preferences. Wears a lot of warm colors such as reds, oranges, and yellows, but does also wear greens and some blues too. Prefers wearing lighter or more vibrant colors, as the only time he wears darker colors is for his pants or shoes. Similar to canon, the biggest aspects of his style comes from comfort, practicality, and layers. He’s not super focused on wearing particular styles, but tends to prefer outfits that look more put-together. Used to dress pretty simply and in a way that doesn’t really grab attention, but overtime as he gains more confidence he branches out his style more. A big staple in his outfits, no matter the style or occasion, is jackets, in various styles but mostly windbreaker styles or colorful denim ones.

- For accessories, he doesn’t wear any. They don’t fit his normal tastes, and most of the time they would just be some technology, similar to Tecna. The main accessory that I did decide to give him here is a yellow smart-watch, as I felt that at least would suit his tastes and fits with his more intelligent/nerd aesthetic.

[fallenstep]

✨Change and texture for Luke pretty please ✨

Thanks for the ask :)

Change

Comparing Luke before Heartbreak and some years after, it is quite hard to recognize him. Not only because he got older or his style has changed, but you could really notice that something died in him too. The spark in his eyes is gone, you could notice dark circles around them because of too many sleepless nights. Partially because of his style change, partially because of wanting to conceal that tiredness in his eyes, Luke started wearing some make-up and grew hair to cover them too. Talking about clothing, he always was wearing neutral colour clothes, mostly grey or black. Though in younger days it was something completely basic, like a simple t-shirt, hoodie, jeans and pair of sneakers, having several piercings in his ears, while Luke of these days are more edgy, wearing jackets with some added elements like spiky studs or stencil arts, ripped jeans and combat boots, and some piercing in his ears and face. All this style's development shows his inner change from someone naive and idealistic to deeply wounded, rebellious soul.

Textures

Young Luke was wearing something made of cotton or some light synthetic fabrics like polyester, used for most of mainstream clothes you could find in any clothing shop. He didn't care to look somehow unique, tried to blend in. While Luke of these days is in more experimental mood, searching for ways to express his new identity. He's combining various opaque and sheer fabrics made of different materials like cotton, leather, latex or some synthetics. He doesn't care to hide as much as he used to, feeling free to express himself the way he wants, not trying to fit to any standards.

[necroneos]

How to use shaders on his model to fix shading issues (2)

DISCLAIMER: I am in no way, shape or form obligated to do this. However, I write this so that anybody who wants to use Maruki’s model has the knowledge to do so. I know that a lot of people with custom models of their OCs primarily use MMD and instead of keeping the wall of ‘experience’ up between MMD users and those familiar enough with Blender, I decided to write this of my own volition so everybody can enjoy him.

Please, please, please read part 1 before you jump in because I will not be providing screenshots for some of the steps I already covered in part 1.

We meet again...

Maruki's glasses were just the beginning. Now is the main meat.

Let's start with Maruki's coat! geo_chack_006, geo_coat_006, geo_coat_006_0 are all parts of his coat. I'll be doing geo_coat_006 for this example. Like the glasses in part 1, we want to add a new, blank spot. However, this time in the asset library we want to drag and drop the C_Default orb to the new slot.

And, again, like his glasses we're going to copy-paste the the contents of the shader slot to the first slot. And after copy-pasting we'll delete C_Default just like the lenses.

First thing you'll notice is that his coat is suddenly blue. Why? Because the material slot we copy-pasted doesn't have any of Maruki's textures. In their place are dummy placeholder images.

Go down to the toolbar where the asset library is at and click on this

This is where we edit that material we copy pasted.

Before we copy-pasted C_Default, his jacket looked something like this

Overwhelming, yes?

This is what it looks like with C_Default copy-pasted

Looks slightly different, yeah? A box was added called 'P5 Shader'. That box is what helps with the mimicking of the cell shade style in P5.

Now all these boxes must be confusing and you're probably unsure of what to do with them, right?

I got your back

Let's zoom in on these boxes and I'll explain.

These 3 boxes are all you need to focus on. Right now they're all set to a default dummy texture.

Using 2d art as a comparison, the three boxes are basically this:

Diffusion: Your main color

Specular: Your highlights

Shadows: You shadows

Typically in the textures the model will have images that are named clearly enough so you can easily understand what image goes to what. They usually shorten them though.

If it has 'c' it's the diffusion texture

If it has 'sp' it's the specular texture

If it has 'shadow' it's the shadow texture

(EDIT: my acquaintance tipped me off to something. if you see something with 'sh_' in the title, that's still a shadow. HOWEVER, these are textures called Shadow Maps and are specific to the character model. Otherwise other models like rooms and stuff simply use the word 'shadow' in the file name.)

click on the little X by the file name (dum_b.dds) so it now looks like this

Now click open and navigate to where his model textures (a folder named 'tex' or 'tex png' depending on your preference) are. For his diffusion texture we're using this

For his specular, we use this

And finally, for the shadows, we use this

Before:

After:

This applies to the rest of his clothes as well, as all the color, highlights, and shadows for his entire outfit are in the three texture images.

Now to cover skin. For his face (all of his head excluding hair ofc), you want to copy-past C_SkinFace. But uh-oh, you see this!

Ignore it. I've noticed that Persona 5 models have a diffusion texture, a specular texture, and a shadow texture. I often don't see textures beyond that unless they serve a specific purpose (ex Maruki has a special texture for his battle metaverse outfit that's supposed to make the metal on his outfit reflect)

When C_SkinFace is applied:

There will be times where something is made of multiple parts, like Maruki's head:

In the end, they're all part of his head, so it's fine to use the same three textures I used on his face. You'll often be reusing textures in cases like this. Note: you'll see geo_siwa and geo_tan but don't worry about them. Just use C_SkinFace. From what I can tell, those two are some of the shadows on his face

As for the skin on the body (C_SkinBody)...well, it's really simple. It works like C_Default and C_SkinFace in how you apply it. The only difference (That I've noticed) is that the specular texture option is missing. But that isn't surprising, considering that most of the body's skin is covered.

After applying everything you should go from this:

to this:

Much more vibrant!! 😊

For the last part, I will teach you all how to work with Maruki's metaverse battle outfit