#it's finally OVER

[viquipo]

This is like vee's post if it was bad

Day 7: free day

[acheemient]

[emi-pello]

The 10 week of my graduation project is now up and here is what I been working on!

My focus on this project was to get a better understanding of the 3D character pipeline. So many of the aspects aren't perfect but I learned allot and got a new found confident in my ability to design characters and bring them to life.

Also this model is the reason why my hand have been hurting and that also effected the time spend on this project. But because of that she (the 3D model) taught me how important it is to take breaks from the computer.

If I have time or energy I might go back and update some aspects of this model, like the textures, rigg and add VFX's?.. But that is a later project.

[temple-of-hermes]

Praise be to Lord Hermes for helping me through weeks of food insecurity! May his praises be sung throughout the earth and may he never be forgotten! I am so grateful for my Divine Father's help. I don't know what I'd do without him.

[emgeneticist]

pass the yaoi 🥂

[oribellame]

Happy new year to whoever reads this. May 2025 be better than 2024 because what was that

[elliesappetite]

The Name That Broke Us (Final Destination)

"You've Fought Well"

FREE PALESTINE

Vi x Reader

Rating: 17+

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The days following your departure were some of the hardest you had ever endured. Each morning, you woke up expecting to feel Vi’s warmth beside you, only to be met with the cold emptiness of a bed that no longer felt like home. The hurt still lingered, a dull ache that refused to fade, but with each passing day, you began to breathe a little easier.

You found solace in the Undercity, throwing yourself into work, into distractions, into anything that would keep your mind from drifting back to her. But no matter how hard you tried, Vi’s voice, her touch, her laugh—they never truly left you.

And neither did she.

Vi had tried reaching out at first—leaving messages, waiting outside your apartment, even asking Sevika if she’d seen you. But you weren’t ready. Not yet. You needed time to heal, time to understand what you truly wanted.

One evening, while walking through the bustling streets, you heard a familiar voice call out behind you.

"Stop running and talk to me," Sevika said firmly, her tone leaving no room for argument.

You hesitated; your feet rooted to the ground as you turned to face her. Her expression was unreadable, but her sharp gaze told you she wasn’t here to coddle you.

"I know you're hurting," she continued, crossing her arms. "But shutting Vi out isn't going to fix anything. If you really want to move on, you need to face this."

You swallowed hard, the weight of her words settling in your chest. "And what if I'm not ready?"

Sevika sighed, shaking her head. "Then you need to figure out what you are ready for. But running away and pretending she doesn't exist? That’s not you. That’s never been you. You’re strong enough to deal with this. Whether that means cutting her out for good or giving her a chance, that’s your choice. But don’t let the fear make it for you."

You didn't respond right away, staring at the ground as you wrestled with your thoughts. Deep down, you knew she was right. Avoiding Vi hadn’t made the pain go away—it had only left you feeling lost.

"She’s been a wreck, you know," Sevika added after a moment, her voice softer now. "Not that I care about all that sentimental shit, but… I see how much she cares about you. Maybe you should too."

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A few days later, Caitlyn found you before Vi could. You had half-expected her to avoid you, given everything that had happened, but instead, she sought you out. The two of you sat on a bench in a quieter part of the city, and for a while, neither of you spoke.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you,” Caitlyn said finally, her voice quieter than usual. “And I certainly didn’t mean for any of this to happen.”

You exhaled slowly, bracing yourself. “Then why did it?”

Caitlyn frowned, looking down at her hands. “Because I was selfish, and Vi was confused. She didn’t kiss me back. She pulled away almost instantly. But I made her doubt herself. I made her question if she had moved on completely, and that wasn’t fair to either of you.”

Your heart clenched. “And what about now?”

Caitlyn met your gaze with a small, sad smile. “Now I know she loves you. That’s what I told her. And it’s what I’m telling you now.”

You sat with her words, unsure how to feel. But one thing was certain—you needed to talk to Vi.

It wasn’t until a full month had passed that you finally decided to see her again. You had replayed that night over and over in your head, your heart torn between the pain of betrayal and the love you still held for her. But something Caitlyn had said to Vi lingered in her mind:

You shouldn’t carry that around, Vi. You owe it to yourself and to Y/N to be clear about what’s in your heart.

You had spent weeks trying to convince yourself that Vi had been dishonest, that she had never truly let Caitlyn go—but what if you were wrong? What if she had chosen you all along but just didn’t know how to express it? What if you were letting fear take away something beautiful?

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That’s what brought you to The Last Drop, the bar where you had first met Vi.

She was sitting at the counter, nursing a drink, looking more exhausted than you had ever seen her. The moment she spotted you, her entire body tensed. Her tired eyes widened in disbelief, as if she couldn’t trust that you were really standing there.

“Y/N?” Her voice was barely above a whisper, hoarse, but it carried more emotion than you had expected. Relief, regret, hope.

You took a deep breath and moved to sit beside her. “Hey, Vi.”

For a moment, she didn’t speak. She just stared at you, as if waiting for you to disappear. Then, carefully, she placed her glass down and turned to face you fully.

“I didn’t think you’d ever want to see me again,” she admitted, her voice raw.

“I wasn’t sure if I did,” you replied honestly. “But… I needed time. And I think you did, too.”

Vi nodded, swallowing hard. “I meant everything I said that night, Y/N. I never wanted to hurt you. And Caitlyn—” She exhaled sharply. “That kiss… it wasn’t what it looked like. I didn’t want it. I pulled away. But I should have never put myself in that position in the first place.”

You studied her for a moment, searching for any trace of dishonesty. But all you saw was sincerity and regret.

“I believe you,” you said softly.

Vi blinked in surprise, as if she hadn’t expected forgiveness. “You do?”

You nodded. “But believing you doesn’t erase the hurt. It doesn’t change how much it messed with my head. I need to know that you’re sure about us, Vi. That I’m not competing with your past.”

Vi reached for your hand, hesitating before finally intertwining her fingers with yours. “You’re not competing with anyone. You are my future, Y/N. I don’t want Caitlyn; I don’t want anyone else. I only want you.”

A shaky breath escaped your lips. You had waited so long to hear those words, but a part of you had been terrified they would never come.

Vi squeezed your hand, her gaze unwavering. “I know I have a lot to prove to you. I know I don’t deserve your trust back just like that. But if you give me the chance… I’ll do whatever it takes to make this right.”

You didn’t respond immediately. Instead, you let her words settle, let the warmth of her touch remind you of all the good that still existed between you.

Then, finally, you spoke.

“One step at a time?”

Vi’s lips quirked into a hopeful smile, her eyes shining with a mixture of relief and gratitude. “One step at a time.”

And for the first time in a long while, you felt like maybe, just maybe, everything was going to be okay.

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Author's Notes: I am aliveeee!!!!

Uni work and starting my new teaching job has been incredibly stressful, but i'm alive and i will keep posting!!!

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[silvadour]

"I want...to create the world...where my friends can eat...as much as they want!!!" - Monkey D. Luffy One Piece (1999-) Ep. 1076 - "The World That Luffy Wants"

[cogglebee]

While writing the 2nd chapter of aperture coffee, the one where Chell gets hired, I got a call from a company I applied to, letting me know that I've just been hired :3

ao3 authors curse does not apply to me.

ao3 authors BLESSING

but frfr I want to try and update once a week, but this chapter's been a bit delayed just because this has been an insane week for me !! Stay tuned :3

[heretherebedork]

Well, at least Do Han's ending really was about going and being a gay artist in New York. A+, may he be happy forever and may he not visit his family often. Maybe he can go date Boston? I think they'd get along.

[bear-boi-5]

14 Long Years

Well, I'm finished. After 14 years of my life, I'm finished. I've finally graduated. I'm free from school.

No more late night last minute studying, no more waking up early with only the weekend to sleep in, no more dealing with shitty teenagers.

It's a bittersweet feeling. But. I'm happy.

I'm scared of what's to come. I don't know what's next for me. All my life all I've known is school, the weekend, desperately wanting to sleep in everyday and uniforms. It feels so weird that I'm finished.

You go your whole life up to this point begging and wishing for the day you finally finish school. That once you're an adult in society's eyes, you can do whatever you want, you're free. But when the day comes. You get a sense of whiplash. Shocked that the day has come so fast. That today is the day that when you leave those gates, you're not coming back.

It's not a "Oh you'll be back in 2 weeks". No. You're just not coming back at all. It's all surreal. I'm sure anyone who's graduated has felt something like this too. It's weird. It's scary. You kinda don't want to let it go but you know that now you have everything at your fingertips, you just need to make it happen.

But, I'll learn to accept it.

I'll get used to it.

No matter how long it will take.

To anyone who has yet to graduate, cherish the moments you have with your friends and teachers. Because before you know it, it'll be all over.

[buttermander]

LET'S GO!!!! WAR IS OVER

So much grinding but I managed to do it, mastery on every single toon within the game.

[shadow0-1]

Januaryy

[yearningforpixels]

It's finally over. GRIAN GOT MENDING, I REPEAT, GRIAN GOT MENDING

[dialaiya]

ARTFIGHT IS FINALLY OVER

Thank you to everyone who attacked me ‼️‼️‼️

Had a lot of fun :DDD

Here's a few of my attacks

We have:

Helenas and Horaus from @dreamtydraw

Nagisa from xNagisa24x on artfight

Bartholomew from Hokaidoplanet on artfight

And Minari from @trunksette

I'll participate next year as well !

[blubberingblobmonster]

THE THISISNOTAWEBSITEDOTCOM COUNTDOWN IS UP! I REPEAT!! THE COUNTDOWN IS UP!!!