#including you Liz

[epitomees]

I’m to punch your writing bad vibes so get your butt ready.

To be slightly personal, your writing has been one of my inspirations for a while now. If I had to describe your style, it doesn’t dip into overly flowery purple prose that makes it difficult to tell what is going on, but it's meaty enough to put me into a character’s shoes and really give me a sense for the emotions they feel and why they feel that way. Little details like usage of punctuation, bolds, italics, caps, etc. truly sell your muses as their own person, complete with distinct voices. These little things may go unnoticed, but to me, It’s the little things like these that really show how much care and effort you put into your writing.

And generally, it really gives me motivation to sit down and write, whether it’s for a reply or something personal.

Your writing is very satisfying to read, and I know I’ve said it multiple times before, but it has truly opened my eyes to characters I would have normally been apprehensive or understood little about if not for you. There’s something about how you write P5 related content that makes me wish you were in charge of the game. You really hit all the things I enjoy about the game and seamlessly incorporate it to your writing, as well as improve its shortcomings.

(To be slightly personal again, your enthusiasm for this game, through IC content or OOC posts, is one of the reasons why I’ve been able to slowly come up with ideas on how to slap my P4 muses into P5, but more importantly, enjoy the game for what it is. Without you, I have no doubts that it would have taken me much longer to appreciate it.)

Of course, your writing achieving this effect would not be possible without your understanding of the game, its themes and its characters. Not just P5, mind you. P4, too. Despite me knowing the events of the game almost by heart, you always bring up something fresh about it that makes me view it in a new light and keep the P4 era going in my heart, and by P4 era, I mostly mean Naoto.

I know you’ll make me fall in love with P3 all over again soon, so I’m looking forward to that :^)

There is a lot more for me to say, you being a cherished friend is one of them, and also that you are a horrible little gremlin for encouraging my illness known as Naoto Disease, just to name a few things, but that’s for a later date, since I don’t want to make this ask stretch on for miles.

PS remember that I won’t stop loving you dani-lion xoxo

((You are a damn good, genuine friend, Liz. I needed to hear this.))

[umblrspectrum]

every ship is simultaneously real and non-real depending on whether it fits my narrative at any given moment. schrodingers ship. schipdinger

[hoppipolla]

DA YEOL & TAE HYUN + touch

[grandadtwelve]

i really adore how beloved the doctors assistants are by the brigadier <3 every time jo or sarah asks him for a favor (something of personal interest to themselves and not having to do with any project of the doctors), he just smiles and says of course or nothing simpler and is clearly so glad to have the connections necessary to be able to provide them with whatever they need. It’s so sweet i really really love him and the specific way he shows care

[fingertipsmp3]

This is the spiritual successor to Four Seasons Landscaping. To me.

[maclanahan--mermaid-comics]

Who could deny a little fish a small smooch on the cheek?

back in 2017 there was a period where I was drawing @elizadobikenobi as a mermaid, and someone liked one of the pics and I was like, oh I can do much better now.

[jamesrodayrodriguezpresents]

Scott Fish Bowl Live Draft LA

(x,x,x,x,x,x,x,x)

[scover-va]

*william afton voice* Of course you aren’t “cisgender”, Michael, it came free with your fucking identity crisis

[elecman108]

Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's! Where everything is larger than life, the Animatronics are way too lifelike, and... wait... Where's Circus Baby?

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Well here's most of the FNAF!Humans in my AU! This is all Security Breach & RUIN (Animatronic) guys and all additional ones from FNAF1 and FNAF2's groups. The other FNAF3-8 (and World/AR) characters that I may add (and Fangame guys) will be made later, these ones are basically Security Breach/RUIN and FNAF1-2. Yes I am cutting characters I don't feel like fit into my AU world. No, Vanny and DJ Music Man will be in this eventually. I'll add them in alongside the FNAF5 group.

And did I use Axel and Irina's refs to get the average height of humans posted in relation to the Fazbear Group's heights? Absolutely.

[kiwikipedia]

No more summer event waifus give me a summer event with only the old men actually

[louehvolution]

Happy birthday, dear @holdingthornsandroses! 💛 To another year of inspired matchmaking 💝 (part I)

[born-to-lose]

Devil's Bells snippet #1

Liz & Jack meeting for the first time

Today was going to be special, she knew it. Liz was going to see Crashdïet, the best modern sleaze band in her opinion, and it was her first concert abroad. Sure, she could have gone to one of their shows in Germany, but that wasn't the point of her little road trip for the next couple of months.

Rotterdam was ugly, full of modern architecture and the charm she knew from other Dutch places like Utrecht was nowhere to be found. Most of the people she had crossed paths with here since her arrival were also less than friendly. This fell under the category "seen it once, don't have to again", but she wasn't there for the city and instead for the concert—although it would have been nice to explore a pretty city to kill time until the doors would open.

However, there wasn't a lot of time to pass anyway and after a few hours of walking around the city to look for some cool things to see, she drove to the venue. At least that was decent compared to some dubious locations she had gone to for gigs before.

The opening act, Velvet Insane, was pretty good and of course, Shiraz Lane did a great job as well. She had bought the tickets as soon as she had found out they were going to be Crashdïet's special guests, back then without even knowing how it would fit into her schedule and how to get there.

Shiraz Lane had just left the stage and most people made their way to the bar to get drinks until Crashdïet would come on, Liz among them, but one guy in front of her specifically caught her eye. He had messy black dyed hair with brown roots starting to show and he was wearing a Skid Row shirt and ripped grey jeans. As handsome as he was, his looks weren't the actual reason she noticed him. Rather, it was his very bad Dutch when he ordered a shot of whiskey.

"En shot whisky altso- alstubleft?"

Liz smirked a little and after ordering a beer for herself, she followed him outside, where she quickly spotted him leaning against the wall, his hair covering most of his pale face. "Hey," she said, standing next to him and taking a sip of her bottle.

"Hi," he replied with a smile, looking at her and taking a cigarette pack out of his pocket. "Cig?"

Actually, she had never smoked before, but she sure as hell wasn't going to admit that to him. He was way too cool for her to embarrass herself like that. Besides, what better occasion to have her first cigarette than with a hot metalhead she had just met?

"Sure." She nodded and took a cigarette, which he lit first and then his. When she placed it between her lips and tried to take a drag, it went out. He chuckled and lit her cigarette again, saying, "You need to inhale it- yeah, like that."

Honestly, not getting the taking a drag right so he had to teach her how to smoke was more embarrassing than telling him she had never done it before and simply declining the offer. But at least she could make him laugh. He didn't look like someone who laughed a lot, but not because he was humourless, rather because he had been through so much that his face was full of worry and burdens he had been carrying around with him for too long, lines appearing on his forehead when he looked down, even though he wasn't old at all yet, around her own age or maybe even younger.

"My name's Jack," he broke the silence after they had spent a moment just smoking, looking up at the darkening sky and occasionally at each other.

"I'm Liz. Jack's a cool name."

"Thanks, picked it myself."

"Where are you from? Originally, I mean, I noticed your Dutch is too bad to be from here," she teased.

"Hey, fuck you!" Jack laughed, playfully shoving her before replying, "I'm from the middle of nowhere, England."

Before they could continue their conversation, they saw other people going back inside, so the two put their cigarettes out and quickly followed along to get a good spot in the front for the rest of the show.

"You don't have earplugs?" Liz asked in shock while putting in hers and noticing him standing next to the Marshall tower by the stage without any kind of hearing protection.

He shrugged. "You think I'll regret it?"

"Yeah, at my first rock concert I had tinnitus for three days, please at least get those foam plugs from the vending machine."

Just how she knew men, he didn't follow her advice and she was secretly looking forward to his complaints as soon as they would leave the club—without being gloating.

They had the time of their lives during the set and Liz knew for sure this was her favourite concert out of all the ones she had previously attended. The closing song was Generation Wild, to which the crowd was enthusiastically singing along and jumping up and down as Crashdïet got the members of Shiraz Lane and Velvet Insane on the stage with them.

It was after midnight when the concert ended and she left the club together with Jack. "Where do you live?" he asked.

She turned to look at him, not understanding him because her ears were still ringing from standing right next to the speakers at full volume until a few minutes ago—and probably also because she only now took out her earplugs. "Sorry?"

"Oh uh, I'm not- I'm just asking because I'd walk you home. It's quite late for you to be out alone. And for me too," he added with a grin.

"I… don't live anywhere here," she explained. "I'm just kind of driving across Europe for concerts and to maybe find a job I actually like somewhere."

His eyes widened in interest. "You're travelling? Where have you been already?"

"Actually, this is one of my first stops. I started in Germany and only went to Cologne for some gigs and drove to the Netherlands from there. I stopped in Utrecht on the way, which is really pretty." Although she had so much to talk about, she held herself back from rambling, but the smile on his face told her she didn't have to.

"I've always wanted to see more of the world. I just went to Ireland a few times as a kid to visit relatives, but I barely remember that. And I saw parts of France and Belgium on the way here." He lit another cigarette for himself, the last one in the pack.

After taking a drag, Jack handed her the cigarette and she inhaled the smoke before giving it back to him. There was something about this moment and this night in general that instantly made her trust him, which was weird considering her trust issues around mostly everyone else, even if she had known them for months or even years.

"Do you wanna come with me?" she asked impulsively.

"What?" He blinked in confusion and nearly choked on the smoke.

"You said you wanna travel and since I'm alone on the road, I thought you might wanna join me if you don't have anyone else either."

He smiled and nodded excitedly. "Yes, of course! But can we go to my Airbnb to pick some things up? If there's enough space in your car, obviously."

"Fuck yeah!" Liz gave him a hand shake accompanied by a pat on the back. "Sure, I got a van so there's enough room for about three other people."

They walked towards the parking lot and when they got to her van, she opened the sliding door. "Welcome to my fabulous mansion," she joked before closing it again and getting in the driver’s seat. Pushing the passenger door open from the other side, she beckoned him over. "Hop in, you’re co-pilot."

Without hesitation, he did and as she started the car and Wintersun was playing at full volume, he grinned. "Excellent taste."

"Thanks, more CDs are in the glovebox and somewhere in the back too."

Jack gave her directions to his place, but by the time they arrived, both of them were so exhausted that they decided to spend the night there and load in his things the next morning. As cliché as the “only one bed” thing was, they couldn’t care less at the moment. He had rented the room for himself without expecting visitors, they were both tired and there was no way Liz was going to sleep in the van when his bed had enough space for two—not in this city. Besides, they were clearly going to be together for a while longer and, for better or for worse, share the small, saggy mattress in her van.

To not be too pushy, she waited for him to tell her to sleep in the bed and not on the floor—of which there wasn't much because the room was quite small and his open bags were scattered all over the place. As she received the invitation and crawled into bed, he asked teasingly, “Aren’t you worried about me being a serial killer?"

She raised an eyebrow before explaining, "I got a weird trust thing, I don’t think you’re dangerous. I’m going by vibes and you seem totally fine, just believe me."

"Okay, I believe you." He smirked, stifling a yawn, and turned around to sleep on the side. "Good night."

"Good night," she echoed and fell asleep soon after.

[raypakorn]

🎶✨when u get this u have to put 5 songs u actually listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool) 🎶✨

i didn't necessarily forget this was here but...i also did

overwhelmed by ryan mack

remember this by nf

when i rule the world - liz

s.l.u.t. by bea miller

the way a friend would by heather sommer (this actually makes me think of you...in the way yes i wish i saw myself the way you do)

[recklessinventor]

🍒 + recklessinventor b/c u need to say nice things about yourself :^)

send  me  🍒  +  a  url  and  i  will  write  some  positivity  for  them. - No Longer Accepting

[ Oh man... the true challenge emerges

Well, my internal monologue and dialogue for voices is something that I'm actually pretty proud of, particularly for Adachi. I think for the two muses I have so far (I'm... very very slowly working on more for the multi), their voices are pretty distinct from each other and, in the case of Adachi, something that sounds close to canon.

I also think I've done a nice job developing these two muses I've had. Jeff has virtually no personality in game besides the crumbs that I took and incorporated in his character, and Adachi is very fleshed out, but his arc to me is more finding out what happens to him now that he's forced to live - or what his life could have been like if he'd taken another path, hence all my AUs - and those I'm really happy with, too. ]

[theodoradove]

As bandcamp may be imploding, may I suggest Liz Nickrenz?

Gloriously quintessential liberal arts college guitar folk rock circa 1999

(rip bandcamp?)

[raspberryfemme]

pretty sure I have a tension headache so I’m reading poetry