#no idea how to get from point a to point b

[batsandbirdbrains]

piggybacking off a lot of your ideas about yj!robin being both the youngest member, but having the most experience + robin being not known for a long time bc Batman was secretive and Gotham protects their own:

yj!Robin having started going out in costume when he was 8/9 but only meeting the other JL heroes when he was 12, almost 13. Half a year later Roy & Wally & Kal appear on the scene and then the team starts.

And yeah, they know Robin has been around for longer than them, but nobody - Black Canary & co included - realize for how much longer. Robin has been a hero for longer then some JL members!

Cue them fighting smb like Bane, who has been fighting Robin, since he still had his baby teeth, and some comment by either of them letting it slip just how long Robin has already been active.

Are they shocked Robin was able to fight against people like Bane when he was just 8 years old? Are they angry at Batman for taking him along?

(Will Robin accidentally let it slip that he started "working" even earlier than that - as an acrobat with his family, but at least he doesn't say that - somehow making the whole conversation even worse?)

okay but I seriously adore the concept of Bane and other typical Gotham villains being so snarky with Robin in that first season of yj. I'm still mad it seemed like Bane wasn't a Gotham rogue at all, what a wasted opportunity!!! Anyway

Now I'm picturing that first real mission on Santa Prisca, where the team runs into Bane and sorta kinda teams up with him briefly. I want Bane to be so exasperated by Robin, but like he's weirdly fond of him. And he quite obviously takes Robin more seriously than all the others on the team. But then he says something that baffles everyone else.

"You just better not bite me again, you little menace. Three scars from you is more than enough. I can tell exactly which order I got them in based on which ones have gaps from when you were losing your baby teeth!"

And Robin is just cackling, he's smirking at Bane and hopping along.

"Well, I have all my grown up teeth, now! I can give you a bright shiny new one if you want?"

"Keep your pointy little vampire teeth away from me, you little batling."

Robin's laughter is echoing around them, and it gives everyone a chill. But Wally is the one who finally snaps and asks, "What the hell is he talking about?"

"He's a biter, that's what I'm talking about," Bane mutters.

"Hey!" Robin complains, but he's still got a smirk on his face. "I'll have you know I've mostly grown out of that habit!"

"Mostly," Bane scoffs. "Sure. That's not what Killer Croc tells me."

"I would never bite Killer Croc!" Robin says, and he's so affronted. "He wanders around the sewers, that would be disgusting! I could get E.coli!"

Bane is the one cackling now, and he and Robin are bickering back and forth, and everyone else is disoriented by it.

"He told me you bit Penguin last week!"

"Ozzy was being mean!" Robin whines, and the others are watching as he sits on Bane's shoulders. "He wouldn't let me play with his umbrella at all!"

"Waylon said Oz was holding you hostage and pointing the umbrella at your neck and you chomped down on his hand."

"Yeah, it was so mean, he was holding it up to my neck and nearly choking me and telling me he was gonna pluck my feathers and it was no fun at all! He deserved it."

Bane is chuckling, telling Robin, "You haven't grown up at all. Should still be calling you Boy Hostage."

"I resent that nickname!"

"I'm sure you do."

"I hardly ever get held hostage at all anymore! My interactions with Ozzy are the outlier and should not be counted! Besides, I let him capture me half the time. That way we get to play away from the Bat. Ozzy is way more fun when B isn't there to be a party pooper."

"Oh, is that why?"

"Yes, yes it is. And you can tell that to all your other bad guy friends!"

"Oh, I will be."

"Good."

Robin huffs, crosses his arms, then flips off Bane's shoulders to walk ahead of the group. Bane is watching him, amused.

"You have known Robin long, then?" Kaldur asks carefully.

"Oh, since he was a small little bird," Bane says fondly. "He's grown to be quite the opponent. Although, he was always a feisty little thing."

"I mean, he hasn't grown that much since we all met," Wally says, confused.

Ban laughs.

"When did you meet him, last week?" Bane snorts. Then he holds his hand down around his knee and says, "He was this big the first time I fought him, and he bit me so hard it bled and scarred."

"I was not that short!" Robin argues.

"He was perhaps a little taller."

"I was nearly four feet!"

"Nearly."

"Wait, Rob," Wally zooms over to him, "how old were you when you first started?"

"Ah, ah, ah," Robin says, wagging his finger. "Can't tell you. Secret identity and all that."

"He was still in the single digits."

"You're not supposed to tell them!" Robin whines.

"How long ago was this?" Wally asks, his voice strained.

"Few years ago."

"Five," Bane provides, a smug smile on his face. "I remember the exact day I met you, little batling. Would you like me to recite the date?"

Robin grumbles and stomps ahead, ignoring the rest of them after telling them, "Don't we have a mission we should be focusing on?"

Bane is so amused. If anything, most of the Gotham rogues know that if Robin is involved, it's going to be an interesting night.

[jamiepaige]

stay tuned! ❤️💚

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happy summer solstice! how the seasons change... a perfect time to talk about what else i've been up to! i don't really like the idea of doing deluxe editions. i'm usually very particular about the fixed presentation of my albums, at most being supplemented by singles, informal b-sides, and various apocrypha. however, two things have me feeling differently when it comes to Constant Companions. one is that i never got the chance to do a physical release! i had far fewer resources to do such when it first came out, and at this point, it would feel wrong to simply put the unaltered album on cd and call it a day. two... is that Constant Companions has been missing a song. the album was always meant to have 12 main tracks, but for reasons i would rather not get into, i had to remove one at the last minute. the cut song is a seven minute long behemoth, one of the most ambitious things i've ever recorded, and my favorite song i've ever written - and until recently, i was resigned to never release it properly, never let it see the light of day. i revived the song, though - brought it back from the brink of death, for the sake of my heart. i've racked up a couple b-sides and bonus tracks as well... so, now, Constant Companions (Deluxe Edition) has the chance to be the album i wished i've could've shown the world in the first place. and i'm very excited for you to start hearing it soon! the first track you'll hear is a silly one, though - i'll be saving (almost) everything else for the album drop :~) here's to the changing of the seasons! from where it's autumn every day, jamie paige❤️💚 p.s. - as a wise scholar once said: "robot sex revival / jamie put that shit on vinyl" 📣🐕

[scrapyardboyfriends]

for those of us casuals who abandoned ship when robert left, how would you describe the changes in aaron’s character since we last saw him?

he seems in some ways more emotionally open in his relationship, at least as far as saying i love you more frequently and easily, and getting married to someone he’s known 9 months. but i read he came back a chas-anti and that losing liv (and robert) made him harder.

hes in a marriage which is clearly not long for this world so not sure how much of his vibe rn is his new vibe or is john specific?

Aaron has had a lot of misery and trauma to deal with in these last six years and I think he's been really beaten down and exhausted and I feel like the idea of John represented a little bit of hope for him but I feel like a lot of his "emotional openness" that you've been seeing in these last couple weeks is more to do with the fact that A) he's trying to convince himself he loves John and B) it's easier to say to John because he doesn't feel it as deeply.

His post Robert spiral was rough. He was just doing anything and everything to try and feel something. He was so broken and it was very sad. There were lots of reckless hook ups, drinking, lots of crime with Cain. Then he also lost access to Seb, which just broke him more. Seb was like this last shred of hope and that life he lost that he could hold onto and that was taken from him too.

I think the lockdown episode where he got that letter from Robert settled something in him for a bit. It let him know that Robert really did love him and it allowed him, for plot purposes to say that he would always love Robert but if the chance to move on came around, he felt like he could take it now.

Then he meets Ben. I don't think he had nearly the same emotional openness with Ben as he appears to have right now with John. I don't even think they did their cringe in unison "I love you" until just before Ben was about to be paddled to death. Also Covid meant they blessedly had very little physical affection. Plus the most emotion Aaron showed during that whole relationship was when the idea of Robert appealing came up and he "chose" Ben over the potential heartbreak of Robert not winning said appeal.

During the Ben era, they also did the Liv alcoholism story, which really exhausted Aaron even more. He was trying so hard to help her and she just was not in a place to accept that and their relationship got even more toxic than it had ever been before to the point where they actually finally acknowledged it when he was going to move away with Ben. And he left on very bad terms with her because he thought she'd killed Ben.

So then he's all "this place hasn't been the same since Robert went to prison" and he goes off to hang with Adam on the run, which apparently landed him in Italy where he met off screen Marco. Now we know nothing about Marco, except that Aaron was apparently happy cause you know...he was off screen and the angst plots couldn't get him there. But I would imagine that getting out of the village and all of the memories was probably really helpful for him at the time.

Then he came back for the 50th anniversary. He reconciled with Liv but then she died and that was horrible for him. He also discovered Chas's ongoing affair with Al, which is why she forced Aaron out of the village on the day of Liv's funeral because she wanted to keep her secret.

Then Italy wasn't so great for him anymore. He was grieving and spiraling and off screen Marco was not a good support system and broke up with him. He was apparently being reckless enough to steal 30 grand from the Italian mafia and worried Adam enough to call Cain.

So Cain and Caleb drag him back and hold him hostage basically in a barn. This Aaron was a mess. He was very much a Chas Anti because he blamed her for Liv's death. Her meeting with Al during the storm got her injured and Paddy wanted to go see her in hospital and sent Liv out into the storm to check on Eve, which got her crushed by the caravan. And then he also blamed her for taking away his support system when grieving her death. And brought up a lot of stuff from the past if I recall. But he was mostly blaming her for Liv's death so all of the other very valid complaints kind of got swept under the rug.

Anyway, he was pretty awful to everyone. He was mean to Sam, to Paddy, to Vinny. He had a whole thing with Cain that resulted in them trying to beat each other up and landed Cain in hospital with some brief, curable for the plot, brain damage. Everyone hated him and wished he'd never come back even though they had dragged him back.

Then Chas got cancer and he was like "great I'm going to lose someone else maybe" and he tried to run away and leave again. Mack tracked him down and they had a long chat about how Aaron couldn't stand to lose another person, go to another funeral etc and how he was putting on this act of not caring because it was easier than getting close to people and then losing them. That last part feels pretty poignant to now.

So after that chat, he came back and reconciled with Chas and then stepped up to help her with her treatment and recovery and everyone else eventually stopped hating him completely. He settled down a bit again. But he was still pretty empty and didn't have a lot going on. (I'm still working my way through some of his 2024 stuff). I just got to the part about him telling Chas he is positive for the cancer gene and talking about how he doesn't want to die.

And then just before the John stuff started, he had apparently decided to get back on the apps so he was starting to open himself up to the possibility of meeting someone and moving on.

And then he met John. And he hated him at first. Didn't want to even go there because of all the Robert stuff his presence brought up. But then the Plot must Plot so he did go there. But he wasn't very emotionally open with him either at first. And John basically had to manipulate a half hearted "I think I might love you" confession out of him by lying about his Aiden trauma some more.

He didn't really start being more open about telling John he loved him until after John had helped out with the Anthony stuff and disposed of the body when Aaron thought he'd killed him. And I think that A) led him to be very grateful and B) led to John manipulating him more and being like "this is what people in love do" etc. And I think that led to Aaron saying "I love you" a lot more.

And now, like I said at the top of this very long response, I feel like he's saying "I love you" a lot more because he's trying to placate him and also convince himself and because it's easier to say to John because he doesn't love him the same way as Robert. He tells Robert "it's just words" when he tells him he still loves him but that's what I would call it when he tells John he loves him.

I do think he wants to love John. I think he thinks it would be easier if he could just be with John and spare himself the risk of utter destruction if he let's Robert back in and loses him again.

So I guess, all this to say, I don't think Aaron is suddenly better with expressing his feelings or that he'll be telling Robert he loves him all the time or whatever when they get back together. I feel like Aaron regressed in a lot of ways post Robert, partially because they didn't know what else to do with his character. So I think him learning to trust Robert again, to trust love again, would actually be good growth for him.

[lillified]

Hey, do you have any insight on how you pose your characters, or just choose/make poses in general? Love your work!!!

hi! thank you for the kind words :) that’s a good question!

right off the bat, my first suggestion, and I think the most important one, is just to observe people. Watch how people move and how they emote! you can do this in real life, but I also recommend watching lots of movies, since there’s a lot of deliberate staging and physical acting that translates to constructing a scene very well. also, try acting stuff out! some people take pictures of themselves as reference, but most of the time when I’m working on a storyboard and I have to draw however many unique figures in a short time I’ll just pay attention to how it feels to perform an action or pose and use my general knowledge to draw it.

the next most important thing, I think, is to have an idea of where your camera is before you start drawing. that may seem a bit strange if you’re not used to thinking about your drawing as a scene, but hear me out!

even in a piece with just one person or thing, there are actually two characters in that scene—there’s the literal subject of the piece, and then there’s the camera, or the point of view. drawing is about capturing your subject in a single POV, and knowing what that perspective is will allow you to draw more deliberately!

here’s a squeem doodle from the other day as an example. even without any environmental context, we know that we’re below the character’s eyeline. that both establishes our conceptual relationship with the subject and informs the pose construction.

Usually, in the gesture/sketch phase, I use either the head, chest, or hips to establish the perspective, and then I can plan everything around it. knowing that relationship between the camera and the subject helps to inform the energy and the direction of the piece, so it’s very important to consider!

there’s obviously a lot more that goes into constructing poses, but I wanted to start with this conceptual stuff because a) it fits in a post and b) it’s a great way to get in the right drawing mindset. I hope this was helpful!

[eastwindmlk]

Okay, so I know I didn't give you the reunion kiss you wanted, but I still had a square open, so how could I not write one. I had a sad-ish idea for this, but I will be nice @goldenlionprince Here we go again? Orrrr maybe not. Look! I intended this to be cute and fluffy

The first night back at Hogwarts was always special. There were drinks smuggled from home, sweets left over from the journey or taken from the welcome fest with the express purpose of gorging themselves as they caught up.

There were always stories to tell, adventures to relay even though they'd all written each other over the summer. It had become an unspoken tradition to keep something back to share alongside the after banquet—which was the totally undramatic name they had dubbed their little private party.

This year was a little different. With James being Quidditch Captain, they felt obliged to hold court in the common room for a little while. It was good to get an overview of the younger years, something Sirius had stopped paying attention to around their O.W.L.s, because why would he bother?

By the time that the quartet retired to their room, they'd mostly ran out of steam. "I need a drink if we're going to go all night again," Remus admitted, and Sirius considered pointing out the self-destructive habit that had been added to the pile of subtle self-harm that Remus would never admit to engaging in.

Tonight was not the night for that confrontation; the night was too young and they were too sober to say things that would be hard to recant even with the excuse of intoxication on their side.

Instead, he joined in with the revelry. The clinking of Butterbeer, gin, and the dregs of a ten galleon bottle of goblin-made herb liqueur in an ornate bottle that his father had wanted to keep for his collection were revealed.

Sirius had loved them when he was younger, before he understood that it was opulence most vile. His father showing off bottles that were normally kept as heirlooms. Which he'd casually poured out, as if it were nothing.

A bottle that Peter was now gushing over, and Sirius was happy to let him. It was a nice distraction while he pulled back for a moment.

There wasn't a drink in that selection that could revitalize his want to be social without having a moment to just breathe. He disappeared into the bathroom with the excuse of washing the smell of train off of him.

"Oh maybe I should join, I smell like first-years," James joked, only realizing how wrong that sounded when it was out of his mouth. It still make Sirius snort out a laugh and roll his eyes.

He wouldn't mind, James didn't drain him the way the rest of the world did. It was like breathing, like magic; natural and exciting. He could live forever and would never get bored of learning more.

So, when the door opened moments after he'd stepped under the lukewarm stream, Sirius could feel the last of the tension dissipate.

"Alright, Pads?"

"What you're using that line on me now? I thought you reserved that one for Little Red," Sirius teased, smoothing his wet hair out of his face, smiling at the sound of James' chuckle moved closer as his figure appeared at the other side of the shower curtain.

He could see James lean against the wall next to the shower and Sirius did not need to see to know he was polishing his glasses on the hem of his sleeve. "Apparently, could you tell me if it is working. Evans is clearly less than charmed by it."

"That's because it is a shit line," Sirius replied bluntly. There was a moment of silence—where if it had been anyone else he might have wondered if he offended James with his honesty—before James laughed with him.

Sirius slid the curtain open just enough to see James, not enough to let in too much cold air, and offered him a smile that could be interpreted as apologetic. "I might need to work on that one then," James admitted, only glancing at Sirius from the corner of his eye.

"Maybe if you weren't such a wanker all the time she might like you better," he told James semi-seriously, a solemn expression on his face. One that held about half a second after James pouted at him, deliberately dramatically.

They laughed together, Sirius splashing James with some water and James nudging him, soaking his sleeve. "Alright, you might have point," he laughed and shrugged off his robe, wringing out the wet sleeve.

"I always do," Sirius pointed out a little smugly, blowing James a kiss only to be taken aback when suddenly he started working the buttons of his shirt. "What are you doing?"

"Joining you, obviously."

"Obviously," Sirius echoed with a hint of disbelieve.

James shrugged and pulled his vest over his head. "I already got wet, I might as well. It's not like there isn't enough space."

He wasn't wrong, but it felt intimate in a way he did not expect. Different from seeing each other's bodies in passing, or one of them just hanging out like moments before.

In all honesty, Sirius wasn't sure what to do with it; So, he allowed it.

It was then, standing almost chest to chest, sharing a single shower head that he noticed James had done some catching up. Over the summer he must have grown nearly three inches. Suddenly standing just a little taller than he did, for now. His chest was broader too, tanned from hours spent outside.

Sirius would almost say that his friend was starting to stumble towards adulthood. His thoughts were interrupted by James starting a sentence with 'So', but uttered nothing after the drawn out word.

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Right, that so was very nothing, indeed."

James rubbed his lips together, his eyes averting in a moment of uncharacteristic uncertainty.

"It was a stupid question," James confessed.

It took everything Sirius had in him not to laugh, instead he pressed his tongue to the back of his teeth and nodded slowly. "I wasn't aware you were familiar with the concept," he offered in his most restrained tone.

He supposed that he deserved the smack on his arm. "Fine," James huffed and Sirius could feel his chest puffing up, pressing against his for a moment before James swayed back onto his heels. "I was just wondering if it helped?"

Sirius' brow creased ever so slightly, squinting up through the water to look at James. "What helped?"

"The good luck kiss." Somehow James made it sound like a confession, like it was an embarrassing question. Perhaps he could see why it might be, Sirius simply lacked whatever shame that was required to feel embarrassed around James.

Sirius considered it for a moment and shrugged. "I think it was... moderately better," he decided after a moment of consideration.

James seemed to deflate a little, as if he were holding his breath before his answer. "Good."

"What about for you?" Sirius was a little startled when the question was met with laughter, the cynical tinge to his tone not going undetected. "That bad?"

James flicked his eyes up before looking back at him, a single shouldered shrug told Sirius enough. "Mmh, I think something might have gone wrong. I appear to have stolen your luck," Sirius said with mock earnestness.

"It appears so," James affirmed and the way his hazel eyes locked in on his told Sirius that he was perfectly catching his drift. "See, as Quidditch captain I really should get some of it back," he pointed out, already leaning in.

Sirius quieted the voice in the back of his mind that told him this was wrong and instead focused on the way James' heart sputtered to life under his fingertips.

Their lips met and James, in his eagerness, pressed him against the cold tile. Always burning so fast and bright that the chill was cast out by the sheer presence of him.

His lips still tasted like the chocolate pudding he'd saved for last and the swig of Butterbeer he must have taken before coming in.

If this was how luck would turn over, he was happy to be unlucky.

and another one ;)

goodbye kiss + prongsfoot

Look! I promise I did not set out to turn this into... whatever this is.

The last few hours before the end of term was the worst. Counting down to breakfast and rushing to make sure that everything was packed.

Though he supposed he could have done it the day before like most people.

Sirius hated the idea of returning home to the dark and dreary, to under the thumb of his father, and the well-meaning screaming of his mother. The countless lectures and manipulation that she claimed to be for his own good.

In her way, she cared, and that only made it hurt more.

It was easier to accept that he was disliked, hated even. That him choosing his own path had brought him so far away from his family that they could no longer find it in themselves to are. It would solve the conflict that constantly roiled inside of him.

Making him question his decision to return. It wasn't like he did not have option. He'd been offered a place to stay by all of his friends, his aunt, and even his elderly uncle Alphard.

Still, stubborn as he was, he decided to return to Grimmauld Place for the summer. He didn't want to impose anywhere.

And maybe, just maybe, his parents would be better this time around. Now that his grades were better than ever, he had earned himself a spot on the Quidditch team—something his father should be keen on—and there had been no major incidents in the last quarter.

All in all, he should be golden. Or, at the very least, he should be good enough that they might have forgot about the muggle posters he'd stuck on the wall during the last break.

He idly wondered how permanent his permanent sticking charm was while he packed away the last of his nonessentials into the ornate trunk at the foot of his bed.

It was just as Sirius flipped down the lid that James came wandering in, his arms full of stuff he still needed to pack. "I swear, every time you walk in here you have inexplicably multiplied your belonging," Sirius commented, sitting down on his turn, his ankle balancing on his knee.

"It's not all mine, Remus asked to fetch his potion kit from the dungeons too. He still has that weird limp from the last full," James replied and simply opened his arms to let everything clunk onto his unmade bed.

Sirius winced at the thought of some of those glass vials and beakers bouncing off. He could almost hear the sound of glass shattering, but it never came. "You ought to be more careful," he snapped in his best friend's direction.

So, maybe he was a little tense already.

James turned, leaning against the poster of his bed, the curtains swallowing half of his concerned look. "I happen to pretty proficient in Repairo," he commented with an indifferent shrug of his shoulder. "You right, mate?"

Sirius smacked his lips and blew out a deep breath, mustering up the will to lie to his friend—even if James would see through it instantly—but couldn't find it. "Little nervous," he admitted honestly, his eyes dropping to his hands.

"The offer still stands, you're always welcome at mine," James reminded him and for the first time he considered it, actually considered it. "Wouldn't even need to write, they're pretty wicked parents. Just... Don't tell them I said that, it'll go to their heads."

A singular, lacklustre laugh breezed past his lips. "Right, because they would let that get to their heads," Sirius said with a click of his tongue, his gaze lifting to James. "Like you?"

James, the good sport that he was, clutched his pearls and gasped dramatically. "That's a low blow," he answered coolly, pushing off to cross the room and close the distance between them.

"It's true," Sirius muttered, eyer narrowing at James as he crouched down in front of him. Hands grabbing his, thumbs rubbing soothing circles. "James," he sighed, but before he could continue his sentence his lips were occupied.

His fired in all directions, scrambling to catch up to reality, to the fact that James' lips were pressed against his. Both firm and soft at the same time. Like James, they warm, hot even. Like the sun burning away the thoughts that had left bruises inside his head, the constant oscillating and ruminating finally quieting down.

When they pulled apart it was too soon, and Sirius' lips chased James before falling short, his too long hair falling into his face. "What was that for?" he asked, his voice somewhere between timid and forceful.

"Good luck?" James asked, as if he himself did not know the answer. "A goodbye for the summer while it's just the two of us," he answered more firmly after a moment of consideration.

Sirius cleared his throat and nodded slowly. "Right, uhm... thank you? I'll miss you."

"Yeah, me too."

Pick a pairing and a kiss for me?

[vaguely-concerned]

powerful mental image of lucanis expounding passionately about any given one of his limited but extremely deep areas of interest (the wyvern/knives/coffee/cooking/murder continuum of lucanis dellamorte special interests if you will) while rye lounges around and Beholds him with palpable twink boutta pounce energy

[jessicas-pi]

i didn't forget about this btw, I got about 1500 words in and realized (a) this is definitely meant for my The Space Family, But... AO3 notfic collection, and (b) I actually do not have a functional plot for this AU. so. we're working on that bit

(i should be working on my fic for may the 4th) hey guys wanna hear my new SWR AU idea???

[itsamenickname]

There are two reason why I enjoy the probably forgotten video game, Super Princess Peach.

a. It's Nintendo first video game where Peach is the protagonist.

And I cannot stress out this second reason enough:

b. It would be so easy to incorporate a Bowuigi B plot based on the fact that Bowser kidnapped Luigi and the considerable amount of time it took Peach to actually save Luigi in Giddy Sky (i.e., World 7).

[pup-pee]

she red on my stoner until the red sun never sets IT NEVER SETS I AHVENT SLEPT

[measureyourlifeincake]

my stp brainrot has combined with my casual interest in historical dress youtube and I decided to draw the Princess in a more historically-inspired outfit than her original design

If anyone's curious, her outfit/hairstyle is supposed to be from around 1828 ("around" bc my main reference/inspiration was definitely from 1828 but I had so many tabs open with different inspo images from nearby years and I don't remember which ones I actually used. also did you know it is surprisingly difficult to search for royal portraiture from a specific year) because based on some cursory googling, it seemed a lot of the elements of her canon base dress (off-the-shoulder, sweetheart neckline, poofy sleeves, straight waistline around the natural waist, skirt that isn't super full/poofy) seemed historically plausible for that time period

I also drew her hair in a more historically-accurate style for the period (but don't ask me exactly what's going on there because I'm not entirely sure myself) but I kept her canon tiara because it seemed plausible enough. anyway this was really fun to do!!!

[changingplumbob]

So sleepy 😴 thanks for today friends. Thanks for the love and affection and chaotic chats, I smiled so much my face hurt which hasn't happened in ages. Today's SBL storyline was brought to you by @matchalovertrait and @abbysimsfun convincing me Johnny deserved more plot. And @simmerbeans who lets me bounce all my crazy ideas off her so I can figure out if things make sense outside my head. Don't ask her for spoilers though because... I'll be sad.

Tomorrow I've got a busy afternoon but I'm hoping I can get time to play Sims in the morning, offline of course. I meant to do it today but got distracted.

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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[mjrdm]

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[crossdressingdeath]

Going back to the thought of Durge in their pod in the mind flayer colony breaking enough to beg Gortash to find and save them: AU where by sheer luck Gortash happens to be in the colony at the time, hears them, and comes running. Somehow this ends in the two of them travelling with the party, which is extremely awkward even before the "Oh yes this entire situation is our fault" thing what with Karlach being there.

[elibean]

also we are at the halfway point and like, nothing substantial has happened

[synthshenanigans]

I can't be normal about something can I?

Yet another art of @socialc1imb's au that took too damn long to draw (think ibis said it was like 2 days worth of time save me (i still dont know how to do backgrounds and back lighting hel p))

[tw blood and spoilers for Skys au ig?]

(This art is quite long so I know tumblr is gonna crunch the HELL outta this thing. So if it looks like hella pixelly, tappin on it should make it look better lol)

Some cropped versions below of parts I really liked! (mainly ya boi Apollo lol)