#once again the poses are a little off but i think they're good enough

[rene-darling]

Listen I saw this fanart and now I had an idea. So like sub!Idol Xiao x dom reader (fem prefered but u can choose) and so basically Xiao's taking some mirror selfies for his social media in this outfit and yk like showing off those lacy panties (like they're pulled up, but he still has his jeans on) and like reader (their partnwrcomes home and sees him doing that. So they like sneak up behind him and hug him from behind. Like he becomes all flustered all of the sudden and readers like:"Oh so you're showing this to millions of people, but get embarassed when I see it?" What happens afterwards is up to u lmao

IDOL!- Xiao x reader

OML THIS IS SO- HOT. I love this concept. I'm drooling.

Possessive reader! A lil toxic I guess, but it's pretty tame.

Also! The readers gender nor pronouns are not mentioned anywhere, so feel free to assume. And if they are please feel free to tell me!

Talk to me on insta [r3xni3]😞🙏

...Xiao...

He's been at it for hours. Different angles, different poses- all to get a good photo of himself flaunting his panties and the tight straps attached to them on his waist,

They hug his body so tightly pushing at his skin, if they move even a little bit you'd definitely see the red marks under them, they push up against his skin, it hurts but, he's doing it cause his agency asked him.

"mhm..." Groans leaving his throat, the photos- they're just not good enough. Scrolling through the endless amounts of them that he took, finally landing on one that pleases him.

He decides to shoot it one more time, same angle and stuff, just better lighting. He wants to show off his toned body as much as possible. And as he does this, it- quite frankly skips his mind that he has a loving partner returning from work soon. And that soon happens to be around- now.

"Ah-!" His body freezes up. Goosebumps trace along his skin- god your hands are cold. His eyes flash down, seeing as your hands slowly trace down the side of his waist, fidgeting with the straps they came across, grabbing one and pulling it away from his body only to watch in amusement as it snaps back in place once you let go,

He reaches out to grab your hand instinctively, mewling- until you finally reach, and play with the hem of his panties.

"y/n- s-...mh, stop." He tries sounding serious, but he curses at how squeaky and pitched his voice came out.

"hm..? What's the problem darl', you can show off your panties to millions of people, but you're getting embarrassed when I see? Hmpf, I'm one of your fans too y'know?."

"i-its not the same-" he's stammering over his words "y/n- hah..-" slipping your hands in between them, but not quite touching him just yet, simply tracing the sides of his hip "and how so..? I'm your biggest fan, shouldn't I get a reward for that. I deserve more than a picture. Don't'cha think?"

Tracing down the side of his hip, he can feel your eyes peering over his shoulder, watching him. His every movement, his every shudder. And the way his panties start bulging in a specific area

"y/n-" his voice is cut off by his own whine. You're so mean, suddenly jerking his cock, tapping its tip just for your own amusement. "Aw- darlin that was too cute!..do that again? Hm? For me?..you take so many photos for those stupid fans of yours, you can make that cute sound for me again can't you..?"

Huffing, he's leaning back into your body. His head falling back with each increase in movement, resting it on your shoulder, whining back into your ear. "Hah- you- you're so mean..!"

It's not your fault he's decided to make you jealous. Seriously, why the hell should he post his body for all his perverted fans to see.

Picking up his phone and pressing record on it, angling it right at his face. "Look here baby, I'm sure your perverted fans would love to see their favorite lil idol losing his head over a few touches." His eyes widen in shock "n-no..!"

He tries grabbing the phone, but to no avail. You pull it further, and jerk his lil dick harder, he stumbles, falling forward before you grab his waist pulling him back into you, he's leaning his whole body weight against you, he just hopes you won't let go.

Snickering to yourself you decide to stop recording, and go into the photos, clicking on the video you just took, you bring it to his ears and make him listen "Aw- darling don't you just sound so cute when you're desperate."

That's when it all spills. A shameful feeling, and an ever more shame worthy whine leave him as he comes all in his lacy little panties, getting them all dirty.

His legs collapse completely as you're forced to pick him up off the floor, not that you mind.

Resting him on the bed, letting him catch his breath, you take a hold of his phone and- delete every photo he took showing off those panties.

Scoffing you throw his phone down next to him and crash onto the bed right near him, wrapping your hands around his pretty waist you hear him huff. "You got them dirty..." He could only mumble under his breath.

"I'll buy you some new ones, on one condition." Turning his head around with a slightly amused expression on his breathless face "and..that is...?"

"you can only take those photos for me. I get to see them. No one else."

[ferrstappen]

primero llegó verstappen l MV1

a/n: MONACO by Bad Bunny. that's it that's the tweet. this isn't very long and its all over the place but I hope you like it <3

summary: Suddenly, Max isn't annoyed about being featured in a music video.

Max couldn't stop staring at himself in the mirror of a tent full of outfits, cameras and people moving from one place to another. In his mind he already did enough promo for the team, more than enough after being crowned World Champion for the third time and a huge contributor to the comfortable win of the Constructors Championship as well.

Maybe appearing in a music video was where he draw the line?

He wouldn't have an issue if it was him on his fireproofs doing a couple of laps in some closed circuits, maybe even some hot laps, but having to pose next to his RB19, wearing a faux leather jacket and showing one of his TAG Heuer Monaco Titan, because he was a walking billboard, was a little too much on his books, especially as a make up artist mixed different shades of some foundation, and Max was trying really hard not to take offense after he told him "his dark circles were incredibly hard to conceal".

Here he was doing favors and in return was being offended by his lack of sleep and naturally pale complexion.

He almost laughed after noticing Checo staring at himself in the mirror, the same confused and uncomfortable look on his face, and the same tight jacket as they contemplated the marina from above.

In conclusion, yes, this was well above his paycheck. Max also wouldn't deny he didn't thrill on the presence of paparazzi in quiet Monaco. granted, they were looking for the big star who was doing some shots around the city, walking hand in hand with his model girlfriend, but he could still make out some yelling for him and Checo.

Then, his day took a turn.

Some crew members wearing headphones and what he assumed were the assistants approached him and Checo, telling them this wouldn't take long since all they had to do was walk around the car, get in and out of the car, with and without the helmet, all while blasting the song.

A very catchy and good song that mentioned he was the first one to cross the finish line. At least he couldn't complain about that.

But he was internally complaining when, once again, he found himself on the make up chair with the same make up artist who had a problem with his dark circles, but this time the place was much different.

A sharp suit and this time a heavy Patek Philippe on his wrist as he walked inside the Casino of Monte Carlo. Now he was greeted by Bad Bunny himself, who thanked him many many times for being a part of this, and in return Max thanked him for even thinking of him for his song. They fell into a comfortable conversations about cars when the singer motioned for two girls to come over, one Max recognized as Kendall Jenner, the other he didn't know but was eager to.

"Max, this is mi novia, Kendall, and this is her friend (y/n). They're doing some stuff on the background, don't they look incredible?"

Max swore the designer dress you were wearing was painted on you, because there was no way it could fit so perfectly on your body, with a couple of stray hairs adorning your face and long eyelashes accentuating your eyes.

"It's so nice to meet you, I'm such a big fan of motorsport," you stretched your hand and it caught Max off guard, not really knowing what to do.

So he panicked and gave you a weird handshake before lifting your hand to his lips and leaving a kiss, and he had never felt more like a creep, but he noticed you blushing and a giggle leaving your lips.

You wanted to add something when the crew called everyone to start shooting, Benito and Kendall leading the way, and the only thing Max thought of doing was to offer you his arm which you gladly accepted.

The song was blasting as everyone pretended to talk and surround the roulette, but you and Max weren't pretending to laugh or to talk.

He even left Checo by himself, he'd forgive him eventually.

"I'm pretty sure the camera is on us in this moment," you told him through gritted teeth, trying to keep a perfect smile.

"What should we do?" Max asked, trying to hide his smile while doing his best to give you his best seductive stare.

You knew he was flirting with you and it was surprising. After seeing him on screens and social media you figured he'd be cocky, not having any trouble flirting with women every weekend on different countries, figuring out a way with foreign languages, but you never pictured him as a giddy, easily flushed, good for banter man, and the only thing you wanted was to leave this shoot and have him show you the city, dressed to the nines and maybe pretending to be cold in the end so he could put his jacket over your shoulders, and that way you could see him with just a white shirt and undone tie.

But you were getting a bit ahead of yourself, especially when you heard the director yell cut and tell you and Max to pay attention to the instructions, earning you the glare of everyone in the room.

"Ey, cabrón, que se están enamorando, déjalos solos!" Hey, they're falling in love, leave them alone. Those were Benito's words.

And God, was he right.

[kisakis-boyfriend]

any juice for baby boy shinichiro?

when ppl put him with a partner who is taller, extremely attractive and just generally insanely out of his league...ive seen some ppl write this exact trope for both male and female readers and omg its so satisfying for the soul. + his friends reacting to how the fuck did shin pull a big dick supermodel. godtier trope

nsfw but genuinely do what you prefer either way!! love to read everything you put out, regardless of the contents or characters haha

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Author's Note: I made the reader a literal model because I really like that idea, hehe. HCs + scenarios filled with plenty of sub Shin getting his entire world rocked, just for you, anon! 😜

Pairings: Shinichiro x male reader

Warnings: Male model!reader, dom/top!reader, sub/bottom!Shinichiro, risky sex, sixty-nine, size kink, mild hand fetish

• Who would ever think that Mr. Handsome who visits the local mechanic shop was actually dating the shop's owner?! No one, clearly

• Customers whisper amongst themselves after you and Shinichiro step into the office in the back, and, if they're lucky, they might catch a glimpse of you two locking lips

• Or a glimpse of your strong arms bending Shin over his own desk. They try to avert their gaze once they realize that you're about to pound the store owner's brains out right then and there

• On many occasions, he's had to take off work the next day because his legs have become jelly… and if you really feel bad for him, you'll give in when he sniffles “You'll need to take care of me while I recover :(”

• It's not any different when your lovely partner comes to visit you at work. Photographers can be impossibly picky some days, and when you pose for hours in little to no clothing for, yet another, underwear ad, it is nice to see your lover's smiling face walk through the door

• Shinichiro brings you lunch—made by his own hands, of course—complete with a note or doodle. And when he doesn't cook, you'll jump at the opportunity to leave the studio for a lunch break together

• The crew at the studio are always annoyed at how long you're gone, but what they don't realize is that more than half of your "lunch break" is just you and Shinichiro banging in the public bathroom

• Shinichiro isn't short, though when he stands next to you, he sure feels like it… you're nearly a foot taller than him (or more) and quite muscular to boot. And yes, you will use these facts to tease him

His arm stretches as far as it can, but it's just not enough to reach the item he needs on the tippity top shelf. He calls out to you for assistance, and you stroll into the room, grinning mischievously as the gears turn in your head.

“Aw, shorty can't reach it all by himself?”

Shinichiro pouts, “I'm not short, you're just too tall! …But I do need help getting that down please…” he relents.

“Of course.” to his surprise, he's suddenly lifted up by his waist, now at the correct height to reach what he needs. With embarrassment quickly setting in, Shinichiro snatches the item then stammers for you to "put him down, now!"

He thinks himself safe when his feet touch the floor again, but it's only for a second. As quickly as you let go of his waist, you spin him around and plop him on top of the counter. The blush dusting his cheeks begins to show as you still tower over him, even now. His eyes slowly close as you kiss him—eagerly pushing your tongue past his lips and pulling a few moans out of him.

…aaaand just like that, you pull away and leave. Leaving behind a lightheaded mechanic with a newfound throbbing sensation between his thighs.

• If it's not obvious yet, I do think Shin would have a bit of a size kink. Maybe he doesn't realize it until he's actually with you, but it's definitely there

• Someone larger than him, laying their weight on his back while a massive cock fills him so much that it creates a stomach bulge? Yeah, that's the good shit 🥴

• I just had an image of 69'ing with Shinichiro pop into my head… ugh

Wrapping your lips around his pretty dick while he struggles to take half of yours. His tip is leaking already, and you gladly accept everything that drips out and onto your tongue.

Shin arches his back, enjoying all of these sensations; your hot mouth around his cock. Your cock pushing further and further into his mouth. Your hands spreading his cheeks apart and–

“Mmgh~ babe, please…”

“Please what?” you ask, popping off his dick long enough to ask a question that you already know the answer to.

A groan echoes within his throat, garbling the words attempting to escape through his lips. “D-do it… I can take it.”

With a serious fire lit within you, you suck his cock deeper into your mouth. Gently, at first, a finger eases its way into Shin's hole, making him arch deeper and dig his nails into the skin of your thighs. Soon after that, a surge of cum surprises you, shooting down your throat as you're forced to swallow it. Poor baby is apologizing when he hears your choked moaning… he didn't mean to cum yet, you just made him feel so fucking good 🥺

• He looooves having your hands on him~

-> Hands holding his waist while you slide into him. Breath heavy and right in his ear, whispered words of praise and how fucking tight he is

-> Hands connecting with his as you pin him down and steal (yet another) kiss

-> Hands working their magic on his erection. Both hands wrapping around his cock, milking more out of him like a relentless living fleshlight

-> Hands combing through his messy hair after a ride in the town. Detangling the knots as best as you can before he takes a shower

-> Hands on his lips, sliding into his mouth while you coo “Good boy~”

-> Hands scissoring his hole open. Making his knees wobble as you take it nice and slow, rhythmically pumping in and out with your thick fingers

-> Hands wiping tears from his eyes on your wedding day ❤️

• Uh um, yeah… moving on 😵‍💫

• Now, since you're a model, Shinichiro has gotten some unwanted attention from random strangers and paparazzi. It's mostly when you're seen together, but some fans have even shown up at his shop just to ask if you were there 🤐

• You're very quick to tell anyone off though. Polite, if possible, yet stern all the same. Because gods help any person who's dumb enough to lay a hand on your man, or even make him uncomfortable in the slightest. All of your muscles aren't just for show

• And, as a model, you have been known to pull a few strings. Only a few times. But you were able to have Shin as a guest for a few magazine covers or spreads

It's hard to act professional when his beloved is basically nude—nothing except the brand's boxers to cover that thang that makes Shinichiro squirmy and wet.

The photographer wants some rather intimate shots of Shinichiro sitting on your lap, facing you. The makeup on his face does help hide the growing blush, but to you, as you sit merely inches apart—it's quite obvious.

You also notice the semi-boner underneath his own set of boxers… you have to remind him that this is a professional setting, and he needs to calm down or you'll both get in trouble. But honestly, how can he? Even staring into your gorgeous eyes would be enough to turn him on!

Gently, you rub his back and whisper to him “Keep it together here, and I'll give you a private show later tonight, ok?” To which Shinichiro enthusiastically shakes his head, nearly making himself dizzy.

Oh, the things you do to him later~

• Now, about his friends and family……… yeah they have no idea how the hell Shin is dating you

• They don't mean it in a rude way either. It's just, you're literally actually a model… you're insanely attractive, handsome, breathtaking, kinda fuckin rich?, and so on and so forth. So, what made you choose to stay in Shinichiro's hometown (save for business trips and vacations) as opposed to, oh I don't know, living in some mansion or beach house surrounded by other models?????

• Every single time, your answer is the same: “Because I love him and want to spend the rest of my life with him”

• Yes, your career is important to you, but you can travel when need be for that. Shinichiro Sano lives here, and you're not willing to give him up

• As siblings do, Shinichiro's younger ones definitely make fun of him for being with someone way way waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyy out of his league. But it's all in good fun. Besides, they're also protective of him, and make sure you know that, if you ever break Shin's heart, they'll break a leg or two :) (especially Izana… that guy kind of scares you… except he's also a sweetheart once he realizes that you also care about his brother)

[tfp-enthusiast]

Headcanons of the cons' reaction to female human reader getting caught by an autobot during a battle and seeing her squirming in the bot's hand trying to escape?

Con's x Fem!Human!Reader who got caught by the enemy

[I only did two this time because I just couldn't find the time to do more and this ask is in my inbox for far to long]

[Little angsty this time I guess?]

[Btw. if you wamted different characters or something then tell me please]

Shockwave

Bold of you to assume he would let you out his sight long enough to loose you let alone long enough so an Autobot could catch/'save' you

He has you always in his servo or on his pauldrons

When the rare situation is that he can't have you with him he will have Predaking, Skylynx and Darksteel watch you, yes all at once, and nothing can change that

So imagine what kind of scenario must have been so an Autobot can even see you and even catch you?

The moment Shockwave learns that you are in danger and an Autobot has you he's gone

No stopping him from it, he's getting you back and has the predacons on the Bot that has you

It's a bloodbath when the Bot, that thought he would help you, gets caught by the predacons and brought to Shockwave

You are checked multiple times before he decides that you are fine

He will have the vehicons that survived and didn't stop the Bot in his lab in less then an hour no matter their injuries

Now will be the only time ever he will let you alone so he can take care of the Bot and the vehicons that caused this

You are in the room right next to the lab with the predacons, who where pretty anxious about if you where alright because they got attached to you over time, while Shockwave tortures those bot's

At least he knows that it wouldn't be good for you to see that and choose to give the predacons a second chance

He will, of course, punish the predacons too because they didn't stop what happened but he won't kill them

They're too important for the cause and you like them a lot

But after that he won't let you out of his sight ever again

You're living in his lab/habsuite now and the only time you are getting alone is to go to the bathroom

He will make Megatron allow him to take you everywhere he goes, what threat do you even pose? you are loyal to him and the decepticons and even if not there is no way you can contact the enemy

He makes you sort of a amor that you can wear if you are with him on a dangerous mission

No matter what he has to do, you are never gonna get taken away from him

Breakdown

The chances aren't that low actually if you're friends with him, he thinks it would be pretty nice for you to learn some moves from him so you can learn to fight yourself

That doesn't mean that he doesn't protect you tho, quite on the contrary actually

He always has you in either his subspace or on a raised but relatively hidden rock/tree etc. so you can watch

You would only get caught when you aren't in his subspace and/or left your safe spot

It happend only once where you got caught by an autobot and since then he became a lot more careful when and where he decides you can watch from distance

But when it happens again he becomes furious about it

He doesn't even wait to hear what is gonna happen now or wait for an order

He's not waisting a second when your in possible danger/with the enemy

He fights like there's no tomorrow and it seems like he will combust in a few minutes out of the sheer rage he feels

He's angry and disappointed in himself because it happened a second time

When he has you back, and he will get you back, you will get brought to Knockout immediately so he can check you for any injuries

After that he will become protective af, like he is constantly looming behind you(that is if he ever let's you out of his servo or off his pauldron)

He obviously didn't take it seriously enough how vulnerable you are even though you train on a weekly basis

Now he won't ever let you out of his sight again and if he can't do it he will ask Knockout to do it for him

He's not taking you on missions anymore, maybe when he knows that the area is secured or if he has to help transport some energon he will

He will try to train with you a lot more now and even got Knockout to build you a weapon to take out some bots so you have a real chance the next time

But that's highly unlikely considering he will not ever in his life let such a thing happan again

He promises you and swears by his spark that you will be safe from now on

[fountainpenguin]

"Picture of your face in an invisible locket... I had a bad feeling. But we were dancin'... swaying as the room burned down." (x)

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New Dog's Life chapter today! ~ 3rd Life series fan-season

Chapter 32 - “Starve (Etho, Scott)”

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I am once again bringing you scenes of Etho cuddling up to SnifferMyFeet while Sniff growls reminders that even though he has Joel's memories and misses being Boat Boys, he wants Etho to treat him as a separate person.

If I had a nickel for every chapter Etho's touched this man and thought of Joel, I would have 8 nickels. I'd have 40 cents. That's as much as 1/4 of our story. And that's terrible.

#smalletho - Etho once again working through his touch starvation and Boat Boys Issues™ Many references to Joel, but he doesn't appear. Large flashbacks of him and Etho in next week's chapter, though! <3

(First 1,000 words under the cut)

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This preview section jumps into shippy vibes- Proceed at own discretion.

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Etho - Fox

Status: Holding out a hand

Self-taught programmer, full-time hero

💙  🧡  💚

So, uh. That string tidying, huh? You're setting yourself up for disappointment if you want to do that with an endermite hybrid. They're the best in the business and they'll mock you the whole time you set up. Sniff's smug and giggly about it, too, as Etho pushes him down on the bed and hangs back to study him. He's really tattered the code on the bottoms of his bare feet. I mean, shoe code gets tattered too, but usually those soft parts of a skin design hurt more.

"You gonna use your mouth?" Sniff asks, eyeing him up.

"In a shocking turn of events, the programmer has tools for fixing loose code. They're in the other room." Etho takes Sniff's wrists and pins them above his head for a second, then takes his ankles and stretches them out. Classic textbook pose for the work, even though they'll probably move to the carpet for obvious reasons before they start; he doesn't need weak pixels dropped all over his bed. "Stay," he commands, and Sniff sticks out his tongue and double flips him off without moving his arms. So Etho can't be mad.

But he does lean over, sliding one hand beneath Sniff's cheek, easing it behind his head. He curls it back around and lifts it just enough to scrape his palm across Sniff's brow, beneath his floppy dark brown hair. It's thick and feels like swamp plants in his hands. He still smells like well-treated water. Chlorine. Like one of Gluon's hotel builds with the fancy pools. Or the waterpark server. Never did find out why. Etho breathes against him without pulling back. Despite the wet scents, Sniff's warm soul's like fresh-baked bread against his hand.

"Oh my goodness… You're so pretty. You are so pretty…"

The metaphorical light fades from Sniff's mismatched eyes. Etho pulls back, waiting for a pinch or slap. Sniff turns his face away. Only his Joel side's visible at this angle as he squirms. "Get your eyes checked, Eefo… I saw my reflection when I got my water. I'm stitched together with hand-me-down parts. You don't mean that."

"What if I do, though?" He crouches lower by the bed, bringing a hovering thumb to Sniff's scalp. Sniff glances at him, then away. So Etho breaks that barrier. Slowly, the thick part of his hand eases down to touch Sniff's head. Sniff scrunches up his eyes again, giving the faintest little nod. Etho holds very still a few seconds (Sniff's pixels are so loose on his skin, which was the whole point of this cleaning project anyway) before he speaks again. "I'm sorry you can't see that yet. Body issues are tough; I've got issues too. Sometimes my fox traits get away from me… Been thinking about modding out, but it takes centuries of paperwork." His next stroke of hand (a circle on his head) is firmer, sharper, and Sniff mutters something under his breath as his cheeks freckle up with blue again. Cute. "If it were legal, I'd probably just unthread. I'd miss the bullet paths, but you make vex life look so easy. So good." He draws his hand around in one last loop, then eases it down Sniff's cheek (on his Grian side) to his neck. "Hey, take a closer look next time you're out. There's a lot of interesting people out there. Some wear faces that aren't even humanoid. Have you met MumboDrone or iCam? … And you know, it's just a skin."

Sniff putters his lips, staring towards the ceiling. His fingers lift, dancing across the backs of Etho's knuckles. "You just want me to stay late again. Gods, you're so lonely… Listen, fella- I know my strings are a wreck. I was an endermite before a vex; be pretty messed up if I couldn't tell. I'll let you clean me up, but I'm not playing sleepover. You can't make me."

"Mmhm." Oh man, I want to press my head on yours. He really wants to, noses brushing, hair tufts scraping, but he refrains, you know. He's kneeling, balanced on his heels, and Sniff's saying 'Yes' to the hand but looking unsure. So he won't. "Stay as long as you want to. Just let me clean your code and then you can leave. I promise I won't be mad."

"You smell like bread dough…"

"Yeah? My code wouldn't taste too good right now. Squeaky clean."

"Oh, that's too bad." Absentminded. Distracted. Etho eases back his fingers.

"Are you okay?"

Sniff clicks into focus again and then swishes up, sitting on the bed instead of lying down. "Yeah, thanks. I'm good, actually. The water helped."

"All right. I'll be right back with the cleaning stuff." He leaves without another touch, pausing only to switch off the portal still glowing in the corner. He leaves the desk lantern glowing like it is. It's fun, in the dark. The light's so low, it's like a fox's den in here.

The nice thing about being a programmer? He has no end of scrapers and combs to choose from. He pays the living room a visit to get the tray from the coding desk's drawer and some rolled-up pieces of carpet (ignoring the less than subtle smirks Beef and Pause give him as he strolls by). Etho brings the whole tray to his room and sits on the bed with Sniff, just talking to him and explaining how effective these tools are for different things. Sniff seems to recognize a lot of them, which is no surprise, honestly. Since Joel doesn't do logouts, he has a whole cleaning routine. It takes him forever.

"You know," Sniff says, digging through the tray, "using combs is cheating, actually. I can do the cleaning with my teeth still attached. I bet foxes can too. I mean, it's code work; all the code-eating species can do it." He flicks his gaze to Etho, who kneels across from him, tail waving in the air. Etho doesn't answer, so Sniff goes on. "You know what's fun? 'mite bundles."

"'mite bundles,'" Etho repeats. "Like… Endermites inside a bundle? Is that fun? That's a new one to me." Where is he going with this?

"Yeah, it's when you put endermites in with some of your supplies and go out on adventures. When you want your supplies, you have to dump everything on the ground and try to use your stuff without getting bit. If you get bit, you have to send your coords to server chat. Easy way to get killed, so you'd better not. You can play it in Between, too. Pig has an endermite living in his studio. For every time it bites him, he has to keep his weapons in a chest for an hour when he gets home. It means I can do whatever I want to him, really. Usually he just runs. Sometimes we duke it out bare-fisted. Have you ever seen him with a black eye and a tooth knocked out? Just me, I guess- It probably doesn't carry when he leaves the server. He looks so goofy when he smiles; I'm chuffed to bits with that. Gods, you wouldn't believe the bruise he left on me this one time he pushed me off an end ship. He smirked about it for days, no joke. No, actually. Can't believe his head even fit outside the server."

Etho smirks back, hidden in the mask and hidden by his fingertips. His chin rests against his hand. "What'd you do to him? You didn't let him get away with that, did you?"

"Hell no! I picked up a shulker and I slammed him on the head with it. I bet you didn't even know you can peel 'em off the wall- they're so clingy. What'd he do then? I think he put down a bed and blew himself up trying to get me with it. Oh, he's so lame. I like him so much."

[Full chapter on AO3 - Link at top]

[lazodiac]

It's time once again to ramble incoherently about magic cards. Lets try and divine where each of the cards of Outlaws of Thunder Junction are from, why don't we!

You can find the first two parts here and here! And today we're covering...

BLACK

Starting us off with a native to Thunder Junction. God this critter is spooky looking. Love it though!

Aaah, the Hellspurs. I'll get more into them once we meet our first creature Hellspur, but for now just accept that this magmatic thread of doom is native to Thunder Junction.

Another native creature of Thunder Junction! Vultures are important and regal birds and shouldn't be so villainized, I think... but I can't deny they do sometimes look this nasty.

While we've seen a number of vampires in magic practice ye ol' Sanguimancy, the plane most often shown to do this (and the plane most likely to pop their collars THIS ridiculously) is Innistrad.

As mentioned with ghosts in the Blue cards, dead and revived means you're bound to the plane- zombies are native to Thunder Junction, regardless of where they're from previously.

Sweet lord kill it with fire! This abomination is from Thunder Junction and if it's not I never wanna see where it's from. Snorses are wonderful an idea but god they look comfortable.

Gonna say something controversial about this one- the way the lady is posing, her culty robe, and the predominance of ash in her fire, makes me think this is a deep-cut to Azgol, last seen in MOM. It's got similar vibes to various Hellspur aesthetic stuff, but the woman is clearly just too alive to be one of them- more on that later.

Okay this is probably the best place to bring this up. Hellspurs! One of the criminal factions of Thunder Junction. Lawbreakers, murderers, and thieves to a man. Each follows the brutal scorpion-dragon outlaw Akul, and almost every single one of them is mutated beyond all belief by the Chaotic Thunder of the plane.

As a result, much like with zombies and ghosts, these guys have fully stripped away all of their previous life in exchange for lava hands and shit. So, there's gonna be a lot of folk who are native to Thunder Junction purely by this metric, and it'll skew things a little. This is why I'm counting the numbers by colour, since the Hellspurs are predominantly red and black.

A natural (and very spooky!) magical mirage of death. I love this art.

See? This is what happens when you don't "lower" yourself to feeding on animals. You end up shoving your stupid ass face into a cactus. This is a Ravnican vampire, since we've seen before they're often stupid enough to pull this exact trick.

*Dry bones falling apart noises* Tinybones' funny trick and/or prank! This is from Dominaria since that wonderful friend is from Dominaria too.

Raised on the plane, native to the plane. This skeleton owns by the way, this is a good ass skeleton.

Gisa Cecani is, much like her brother, one of my favorite characters in Magic. She's Innistradi born and raised, and seems to fit in like a glove on this plane.

Really unsettling art on this one! Ghost, so native to Thunder Junction... though we can actually, likely, identify the body here; four arms suggests a Mirran Vedalkan. Neat!

Our first actual look at the main antagonist of the set (for as much as that means in a villain focused set). Akul, the Scorpion Dragon of Gastal- a fact revealed right before I started doing this!

Kaervek! The Merciless! The Conqueror! The "too big a deal to be dealing with this shit", imo. Everyone's upset at Marchesa being here but Kaervek is the one that bugs me the most- this man is a country-conqueror, not a petty crook!... but, it's fine, because it's clear in the story Kaervek is insulted Oko's recruited him for such trivialities.

Anyway, he's from Zhalfir. I hope he gets to kill Oko.

Swing your partner round and round, rip their corpus from the ground! Gisa doing a barn-raising in the most literal sense, a uniquely Innistradi way of waking up the dead, with a Thunder Junction flavor.

A hellspur bursting his way out of a shallow grave- oak box included. Funny, and native to the plane.

No real way of figuring out where this guy is from or his gaseous death-cloud... so I'll say Eldraine, based purely on the fact that it's the plane most likely to have such a simple burst of "sleeping" poison.

An easy one! He may be a rat man but he's called out as a Nezumi and that's a Kamigawan thing.

There are a couple places this delightful fellow could be from... but given the pickpocketting and the general demeanor, he's from New Capenna.

Azul, laying a horrific waste to his "friends" to benefit. The scorpion claws being a vent for his breath weapon is exceptional a design, incidentally.

A ridiculous piece of art for many reasons, this one is native to Thunder Junction purely by the fact that this is where the gang was born.

The reason why this is ridiculous is because every single height here is wrong. Vraska is taller than basically everyone to the left of her. Oko is using magic to make himself look taller that's literally canon so that's fine, but Kellan? Annie? One's a baby (described as small for his age) and one's a grandma. Tinybones is also probably far too big. The only person here who is the right height is Rakdos, whose height is "whatever height he wishes to be he can change shape depending on how excited he is". Wild shit.

The only plane with actual snakes-for-hair gorgons is Theros, and even then only half of the time. So this lady is from there. Fitting too, apothecaries making booze and poison is within Pharika's perview absolutely.

As fun as it would be to say this is a raven from Dominaria, implying the presence of Omenpaths are allowing the (currently suppressed and trying to fight his way out of Lili) Raven Man is doing some work, naw. This is just a normal raven.

An all-natural undead member of the Hellspurs, double erasing his identity. God dangit.

This being an ASSASSIN vampire suggests New Capenna. It's kind of their jam, you know?

Gisa showing she is more impulsive than a monkey-goblin obsessed with explosives is why this story spotlight (that isn't given a story spotlight tag) is happening. Innistradi magic running wild and giving us a real Train to Busan energy.

A later card explains that the demons that are natural to the plane grant gifts like this, so this scorpions and their soon to be scorpionman friend are native to the plane.

Fun fact; scorpions do just glow like this. Bio Luminescence is fun!

Jana has the exact same vibe (and the same demon-snake familiar) as Elnor from Yuma's story, so I'm calling it for New Capenna here. Also, funny flavor text AND reminder text. Fantastic work.

And that's it for part 1. Tune in momentarily for part 2 of Black!

[italianexotiicbeauty]

[ read more because THE FUCKING AUDACITY OF THIS BULLSHIT. ]

So, let's talk about AGGRAVATION. 🤬🤬🤬🤬

Mom decided to wait until this morning as my sister is getting ready for work to BRING UP that Mark told her on the phone that THEY'VE DECIDED TO GO IN A DIFFERENT DIRECTION..The reason they're asking for the title to the car is so they can trade it in, which is legitimate. Sadly with a broken transmission they won't get very much but fine, it also will take twenty days to get a replacement for it because mom has no idea where the original is.

Here comes the SHADIEST SHIT EVER.

“We've decided to go in a different direction and in order to get the car, you need to get your cellphone back.” You mean the one she willingly handed over when she got caught being scammed out of $300 because she was lonely and needed someone to talk to who was MOST DEFINITELY posing as an actor that would not EVER ask for money? Something we told her she couldn't tell ANYONE about because of how they'd respond? Why on earth does anyone THINK this is a “bargaining chip”, why? And Mark, John does NOT “pay all the bills” — he just signs/fills out the rent checks that YOUR FATHER WILLINGLY DECIDED TO PAY. We use the SSI she gets ONCE A MONTH to pay the bills. Do you actually know that? No, ya fuggin’ don't. There's a LOT of shizz they DON'T KNOW because past experience says TELLING THEM WOULD BE A BAD IDEA. ( and why bring up the fact that she has blocked lisa and then say “I don't want to get in the middle of it”? )

Kelly was absolutely right to not trust Mark. He asked for insurance info and mom's license photos, didn't say a damn word at all about what he told mom over the phone. Again, the trade in part is legitimate because it shaves off money from the buying price but the rest of it? Nope, I'm sorry — in what universe is that ever okay? Because now she has to go without seeing any of them, like ever — and I have to HOPE that this CTRides thing pulls through or she might need to consider trying to get part time work down the street at DG or Dunkin. ( because her staying home with barely enough to keep her mind occupied isn't good, the combination of adhd with depression & anxiety is bad news bears — if you know, you know. ) And yes, if I had work experience or a college degree or references — I'd apply  for work but if you don't know this? Mom gets stress brain fog ( or from her cluster headaches not going away immediately ) — so I have to stay home and look after her. 

Mom also talked about contacting her employer and asking them to find her cases in town, because this cannot go on. Not like this it cannot, and I am ALREADY actively concerned about what the outcome of November will be like. Because of what *that one* wants to eliminate what my family relies on — that so many rely on. 

I know this post is ALL over the place, but I am so ANGRY right now. Mom even just said that she's not even sure Mark would believe her that it'd take 20 days to get a replacement car title ( 20 days and $25 dollars, and even getting an appointment might not guarantee her walking out with it — don't actually know but it's a thought. ) like if that's what the legitimate DMV SITE even told Kelly, the fugg? 

… … … … … for reference, we did find mom a phone she could afford to have. A flip phone, yes they still make those and we'd pick a plan with no internet access / data use for her safety. But WHY does that need to be a "bargaining chip", and who the H E L L thinks this kind of tactics is okay?!

Due to my overall anger at this situation that was going a LITTLE TOO GOOD … phone's on DND mode. I … this post fully expresses everything I'm feeling and what we've learned, thank you for just listening.

Sincerely hope no one else has "family" who treats them ( my mother is the eldest sibling, and while she has health issues - that doesn't give anyone the right to treat her this way or even think it would be okay ) like this.

[thedeadflag]

I've rewatched WoT S02E06 three times now, and once again I find myself hoping beyond hope that we get a better ending with the Seanchan at the end of the show than what RJ/BS managed with the books.

Like, I get the "little in life is black or white, we exist in the greys" bit that's routinely pushed, and the narrative exploration of the politics of privilege and how the majority of a society can grow to tolerate and appreciate the subjugation of others and the horrors their government inflict if it means their own lives benefit. I get the spotlighting themes of Law vs Justice and Order vs Peace they bring out. I get that. I do think both authors really had a tendency to stumble when writing towards those aims, and it often came across as minimizing the evil of the Seanchan. There are things in life worse than death, and I never did see the Seanchan as any better (and often saw them as worse) than the Dark One's forces. By the end of the series, the dark one's imprisoned again, and the Seanchan are reasonably well equipped to eventually conquer the world within a few generations (and iirc we do get glimpses of that future through Aviendha). The only other alternative would be if Shara only let a trickle of their forces to the final battle, and had enough of a channeler army to pose a threat, and they honestly wouldn't be any better. Shit's seriously fucked.

And I have little doubt that not too long after that conquering (or perhaps in the later stages of it), some desperate people will bore into the Dark One's prison again and release him in exchange for the power to defeat the Seanchan. And I honestly wouldn't blame them (and the Dark One probably worked to build that force over the centuries as a plan B if all else fails), and it may just be the right thing so that the Seanchan society can die off, and hopefully when the Dark is defeated once again, there won't be the threat of a looming incomprehensibly evil society ready to take over.

Like, I don't need a kittens and rainbows happy ending in the show, it wouldn't fit the series, but I do want one where the threat of the Seanchan is seriously considered and where there's some glimmer of hope for a better turning of the wheel. Throughout the series, I always considered them on par with the Dark One as the "big bad", if not the sneakily primary one, since they're more 'digestible' as the more human face of evil, but still no less evil than the Dark One and its forces. And it's a big reason why Sanderson's books kind of fell flat for me and often undermined the tension they tried to build in sections related to them, because the threat of the Seanchan really wasn't addressed well, at least not IMO.

It's probably because RJ planned another book series featuring Mat that would potentially explore the deconstruction of Seanchan society and the political intrigue and philosophical issues involved with changing the core principles of a society and the elements of imperialism/colonialism involved in that, but we're never getting that story, so can we please just ensure the show ends with a decisive L for the Seanchan? Please let them reap the consequences of their own actions for goddamned once, at least to some extent to where there's meaningful hope for a better future.

Or maybe just have Semirhage completely eliminate all Seanchan leadership and capability to enslave channelers during her time in the Seanchan mainland, and publicly collars a few sul'dam before killing them to break public faith in that whole system. Like, screw the civil war nonsense, just cast them into utter chaos, left to question everything they believed in. That way, by the end of the show, there may be less narrative impact to the truce, but it'd make for a more hopeful ending given the slim likelihood of the Seanchan culture and principles lasting long after the end.

Like, I don't care all that much how it happens, only that it does happen. The writers have a chance to make their own mark in a good way, and if the series lasts that long, I hope that they take it. (And also maybe just omit the Shaido abduction arc entirely, it doesn't need to happen and they wouldn't have the runtime on screen to justify that conclusion.)

[cidthesquid]

Fashion Contest Anxiety! - Style Savvy: Trendsetters #07

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Hey, it's been a while! I pretty much played all of Fashion Dreamer since the last check-in. But we're back now, and it's time for the first fashion contest,

I've heard they're different than the 'fashion shows' I've done in 'Style Savvy: Fashion Forward', and many claim there even better! ...But First! new outfit of the day!

It's nothing too different, and this game lacks a photo studio, so I'll show it off more as we go... Anyways, so last time we unlocked mens fashion, I have not messed with it much, but I did mange to progress the plot enough to unlock the first fashion contest!

So lets see what this is all about, I'm going in mostly blind, so I don't know what to expect. In 'fashion forward' it was not really even a mini game, they were fun, but it was more about just designing an outfit to fit the theme beforehand, but once you started, all you could do is like pose and wave at the crowed, and I don't think those motions effected your score. It was just a fun little extra activity that was more about the prep, with the event just being a way to enjoy your work. So let's see how they work this time...

So we only have access to the beginner contest right now, And it looks like they actually give out clothing as a reward,

The first theme is the academic style 'preppy', and want to take a wild guess as to what brand I have not unlocked yet? XD And wow, I have not started my outfit yet, and this is already very different:

You don't participate in the shows yourself, but instead pick a model to represent your outfit, and take care of all the prep personally.

They each have their own profile, and bio. But it can be hard to pick when I don't yet have an outfit in mind. I think Jean best fits the general style I'm going for, but we'll see... Ok, a quick search says I have 83 items that qualify, so let's see what I have to work with... Ok, are you ready? How about....

It's always hard working with a style you're not used to, I also considered going with tights instead of the socks, It can be weird as a guy, trying to design a female outfit and deciding how much leg to show, (or skin in general) But I figured based on the limited options I had this just looked better overall.

The only tights I had were just 'too much', the pattern did not feel like a good fit, the color felt all wrong, and overall it was just too distracting. The socks just felt like the perfect fit, and I still this is a fairly modest and cute design! (But again with any of my designs feel free to post a comment with feedback/suggestions.)

Ok, with that done on to the next step:

..And this is where I realized I have no idea what 'preppy' hair looks like! Can I at least get some reference photos?

Oh geez, why are all these highlights soo bright!?!?

ahh! what do you mean the there's no custom makeup option? You have like 6 different brands here, but nothing preppy? I guess we're gonna wing it then! It Eventually came down to these two: Stunning Chic (327) vs Bittersweat Beauty (578)

I really liked (Left) a bit more at first, it seemed a bit more reserved but still very stylish, so it seemed like a perfect fit for my design. But the more I loom at right, the more I think it's just eye-catching enough to draw attention, without betraying the look. The eye color is a much better fit, and the brighter colors all around feel flashy enough to give it that fashion show edge, without being to intense for the outfit. (I guess.. I don't really know much about this stuff, haha)

Anyways, were all done here, off to the show!

All the contestants brought great outfits, I really like the first with the punk-rock ascetics, the second has a nice modern look, and the third has a nice clean look contrasting with the ripped jeans, very cool, in comparison mine looked very traditional... And in the end.. the winner was...

Us! We actually manged to pull it off, without even having a 'preppy' brand available, I guess there was enough crossover to make it work!

Overall, I had a lot of fun, and I can see why some people were upset these were changed for the sequel.

'Fashion Shows' and 'Fashion Contests' may seem very similar, and I don't really know how the judging works, but the selecting a model, aspect really forces you to change up how you design, both outfits and makeup/hair. ...and the fact that that (unlike in Fashion Forward) your not just competing against your friends, over and over who also make you design their outfits.. makes it feel more like a competition, rather than a fun hangout. I still love Fashion Forward, and had a blast with the shows, it's just kinda sad to see them downplayed from the previous game. I'm a bit worried that I only saw two icons on the 'fashion contest' screen, So I'm going to assume 'beginner' and 'advanced' with shifting themes each time you run them, That would be a bit sad if true though.. Edit: I looked it up the game has 4 contests, Beginner Contest, Premier Contest, Elite Contest and the International Contest. ...Anyways I guess I'm famous now!

Well, I've hit the 30 image limit, So I think this is a good stopping point for today! Thanks for reading! I'm really enjoying blogging my style savvy Journey! ...And if you're just here for the cute screenshots,I appreciate you too! [Next Post]

[lovesomehate]

"Oh My God!" Laura screams from her bedroom.

They're at Laura's house, the two of them packing up her stuff so they can move into their new home.

"What is it?" He calls curious and thankful that it didn't sound like anything was wrong.

He hears her footsteps coming down the hall and she stops in the living room in a ta-da pose. She's wearing a light green and white cheerleading outfit. The top is a sleeveless crop top and the bottom half is a stereotypical skirt.

"I did cheer for a little in high school. It still fits." She twists a little showing off more of herself and still checking herself out. "Kind of."

"Kind of" acknowledges that while it fundamentally fits, the top hugs some, though not uncomfortably, and comes up some. Resting not far from under her breast. The skirt also ran a tad short and showed off more of her thigh. Travis needs a glass of water.

"I...didn't know you did cheer." He dumbly says and Laura gives a slight laugh. "I mean..." He's searching for something. "Do you still know any cheers?"

"Only the typical ones I think?" Laura says and begins to clap and then stops. "I can't!"

She's laughing and blushing and it's so rare to see Laura get embarrassed in such a manner. Shrugging her shoulders up to hide, face in her hands, but the blush on her face was still easy to see.

"Come on just one!" He laughs as well.

She's turned her back to him.

"I can't...I ca-" She pauses to breathe and stands straight a thought came to her."

She turns around looking at the ground, cheeks still red and pulling her lips inward as she tries to stop her shy smile. Travis holds up his hand to stop her.

"I need to get my phone." He says and Laura's eyes go wide.

"Travis, no! I either do this cheer or I don't you can't record it!"

He wants to argue but he also doesn't want to force her to take a video, he's already feeling guilty about the cheer. He gestures for her to proceed and doesn't move.

She takes a moment to psych herself up. She begins to clap.

"Stronger than steel, Hotter than the sun; Travis won't stop, 'til he gets the job done!"

She blushes when done and winces, opening an eye to watch Travis' reaction.

"Oh my goodness," Travis says and bends over some with laughter that Laura adores him doing.

She doesn't say anything letting him get a few more out before she starts again.

Laura begins to clap and Travis stands once more paying attention.

"Come on crowd, let's do a cheer, whatever I spell repeat as well." She starts walking towards him causing Travis to watch her cautiously though still with mirth.

"Come on now how 'bout a T."

Its a far too long pause, but thankfully not long enough to fully disrupt the chant when Travis repeats.

"T."

She gets closer, the blush has died down and her eyes look far more lustful. The look and playful smile have Travis heating up.

"How about an R."

"R."

His blood is rushing south.

"Next is an A."

"A-" Travis starts but it's morphed some as Laura presses against him and kisses him.

Her tongue invading his mouth and sliding against his. They both moan and he tries to follow when Laura pulls away. She stops him with a press of her finger to his lips.

"Where's my A?"

"A." He manages breathlessly.

"Can I get a V?"

She's walking them back.

"V." He expects another kiss and after the letter leaves him his legs hit the back of her couch and he falls into the seat.

She gets on top of him and feels his erection press against the crotch of her skirt.

"Next is an I." She says by his ear and trails kissed down his neck.

"I." It's a strangled sound, as she undoes his buttons.

"Let's finish with an S." She's slowly sliding down his long frame.

He swallows.

"S."

His zipper goes down and she pulls his cock free.

"Travis." She kisses the tip and he can't repeat.

She doesn't seem to care or expected him to do so at this point.

"Travis." She licks.

"Let's go, Travis." And finally sinks all the way down onto his cock.

A hiss leaves him and he rests his head on the back of the couch as Laura bobs her head up and down, from tip to base, base to tip.

The sound of his moans and her sucking fills the room.

"You did a fine cheer." He manages a lackluster comment.

She laughs with him still in her mouth and the sensation causes him to thrust some. She pulls off.

"Sorry." He apologizes.

She shakes her head.

"You're fine. Just remembering some other things." She strokes him as they talk.

"Like what?" He grunts.

"Well you know how I've been keeping up with my exercises, especially yoga."

"Yeah."

"Just remembered that I was pretty good at the splits when I was a cheerleader."

Travis looks down at her quizzically. She goes from being on her knees to sitting on her butt. Travis sits up, keeping his eyes on her. He watches mesmerized as she puts her legs in front of her and then slowly spreads them until her legs a perfectly straight to her sides. She holds up her hands, a victory hand sign on each.

Travis runs his hand over his open mouth. And then pulls his face together hunger radiating from him. He rapidly points down towards the ground and Laura has a wicked smile upon her face.

She scoots back, giving Travis enough room to get to his knees. She's brought her legs back together so that he can remove her bottoms.

"You realize we aren't going to get any work done today."

"We got some work done." She giggles and gives a moan as her cunt is exposed to the cool air spreading her legs wide once more.

There's slick and her eyes dilate as she watches Travis suck two fingers into his mouth coating them with his saliva.

"Besides," She continues. "You're the one that wanted a cheER!"

Her words peak as he starts prodding her entrance.

They manage to get some work done. Namely two small boxes, dinner, and a talk about whether to keep the cheer outfit. They agree to get rid of it. They can buy a new one for her, Laura says they should commission one in his school colors.

They are definitely fucking while she’s wearing the new cheer outfit everyone in their new place 👀

[fourseasonsfigs]

Fig Fashion Week: Fendi Blue Bud Han

Today we have the matching Zhehan to yesterday's LV Blue Ice Jun. They weren't sold together, but the fig maker designed them together.

The inspiration for this fig comes from Zhehan's shoot for the Fendi Vertigo Summer 2021 capsule collection. The groovy 70's influence can be seen in the Vertigo pattern on the bag he's holding!

The fig maker absolutely nailed this design to this inspiration pic, I'm really impressed.

But! He lost one of his feet! It actually came off in my hand - the fig arrived intact, and when I was trying to stand him up he wobbled and off it came. Oh no! You know that moment where you just kind of disassociate for a second, not able to process that something just happened in front of you? It was like that. My brain could not simply comprehend for a second that his foot had fallen off. I was like, what is this? What is happening right now?

ALL LIMBS INTACT is all I ask! And while we're on the subject, WHO was the librarian back in the 80s that thought it was a good idea to stock a little kid's book section chock full of ghost story comics and books? Where all limbs were definitely not attached, in lurid pulp print technicolor?

A different time, is all I can say.

Despite my delayed shriek of horror, it was not, when it came down to it, a big deal. Nothing actually broke - the foot just hadn't been glued securely in the factory so it just fell out. I just used a couple spots of glue and it went right back in his pant leg. All good. You know, except for my childhood flashbacks.

Even with his little foot properly back in place, he doesn't stand up. I've noticed most of my Zhehan figs where he's wearing a bucket hat don't, I think because of the sheer size and weight. I propped him up to take this pic, and then promptly put him on a fig stand.

This little cutie is thankfully a balm to my frazzled nerves. He's got little cats in his eyes, for goodness sakes!

The fig maker changed the colorful strap of the bag in the inspiration pic to just a plain black strap in fig form. I think this was a good call - it's probably just too impractical to get all those colors in over that much territory.

I will note that when I was searching for fig standee bases I was trying to figure out what exact size to get, since there was a wide variety. I finally settled on this 4cm size since I figured that diameter would provide enough real estate to counterbalance the weight of the figs, while also not taking up more space than say your average fig head. In the case of Zhehan and his wide variety of hats, they're definitely larger than the standee!

I do love Zhehan in his hats. As someone who most definitely does not look good in hats, I especially appreciate when people took particularly cute and/or charming in them. Zhehan is both!

This is a good angle to see the pose he's standing at, with one leg bent. All poses are good to see those very fancy shoes too.

He's got the Zhehan fig proportions, all right!

The little pocket design does, in fact, look a bit like a smiling face! I love it.

The details on this fig are really well done. We have the details on the turtleneck, the smiley pocket tie! The exceptionally colorful bag and then of course those fancy kicks.

I will say I wish he was smiling in this, but that's simply my own personal preference. The fig maker was true to her muse and replicated the picture beautifully!

I forgot to take a lying-down bottoms-up angle pic, so here's my poor attempt when he's already been fastened to the standee. I take zero responsibility for this lapse of memory given that I was so distracted by his foot falling off. I can't blame myself one bit!

The top down is just about one big bucket hat! And a little wisp of hair.

You'll notice he has the same matching style of artwork as yesterday's LV Blue Ice Jun! A different scene, but very much the matching style.

Once again, more beautiful box artwork from this fig maker. I was her I'd be so proud of all the box art I had made for these figs that I'd get them all framed for my house.

Here's our two handsome men, all dressed up in their beautiful blue clothes. They go beautifully together.

Material: PVC and sufficient glue!!!!

Fig Count: 333

Scene Count: 24

Rating: 💙💙

[link back to Master Fig Index for more posts]

[chiefatticcreator]

prompt) someone giving little sakura croptop and demni shorts for her to try on with a cute red hairbow?

"Thank you very much!" Sakura smiles, already putting the cute hair ribbon on and checking herself in the mirror to make sure it looks good on ehr and is place correctly. Once that's done, she looks at the two other clothes, and blushes when she sees how tiny they are.

"Are you sure they're the right size?" she gulps, staring at them dumbfounded. "I'm not... i'm not pretty enough to wear these!" And she was shy, and she didn't know what others would say, and she's look ridiculous, and everyone would mock her, and...

But after some words of reassurance, she went to changing room with the two clothes and, after hesitating even more, for many minutes, not sure if she would put them on or not, emerged from the stall with them on.

She was incredibly cute and pretty with them on, and was still blushing furiously as she showed them off to the gifter. "How do I look?" She was completely inexperienced, and didn't know how to best pose or show off, but she felt very exposed wearing them, and didn't think she'd keep them for the moment.

Even when her interlocutor reassured her again, told her she looked stunning and pretty and even sexy in them, little Sakura doubted them and, after some twirling aroudn that showed off her pretty body to others, she returned to the changing stall and put them back in her bag.

"I'll... i'll think abotu wearing them again another day." she apologized. They had made her feel exposed, almost naked, and blushing and sure she was about to be mocked, but also... kind of sexy? She would think about it for many days afterwards, wondering if she would wear these again. But she had already started to think fo ehrself as maybe sexy, so these clothes had doen exactly what they were supposed to: make Sakura feel sexy and make her want to show off her body.

[lgcsomin]

/ EPISODE ONE of some ssom with moon somin

she'll be the first to admit that she's pretty nervous for filming this show on her own for the first time. she's been to a few shows on her own now, but she's never been the host of a show and having the audience's interest ride on her shoulders.

it's a lot to take in, but she's prepared a script and she thinks that the first episode is a bit extreme but she thinks she should probably start with a bang right?

it starts outside and she greets the camera with a bright smile, feeling very nervous but also very excited for the activity today.

"hello everyone!" she greets, having decided she wouldn't really have an intro but had already come up with an outro for the episode. hopefully it was cute enough that it would take and alize would like it?

she's not sure.

"it's crystallis's selene, but i'm sure our alize knew that already right?" she grins, waving at the camera and then quickly getting back on track to do what she needed to do.

"do you guys recognize where we are today?" she assumes that the editors will add in a large background shot of the area that they're in, but she thinks it's pretty obvious either way.

"you're right! we're at nami island!" she cheers, clapping her hands and she's glad she had spent the entire ride out here memorizing the lines she had pre-written for the show. "do you know what nami island has?"

she goes over the different things nami island is famous for, keeping it all relatively brief but wanting to educate any foreign fans that crystallis had that hadn't had a chance to visit korea yet. hopefully she would be a good tour guide in that sense, if they wanted to see any sights and also do some fun activities.

"but, the thing i'm here for today is ... drumroll please ...!" she hits her hands against her thighs and makes the drumroll noise with her mouth before turning to the side with a bright smile.

"the zipline course!"

the rest of the intro is filmed when she's at the ziplining area, receiving information and relaying it back to the camera. she's glad they had managed to get this as one of the things she could do in an episode since it's been on her bucket list for a long time.

she lets the experts explain what they're going to do before she suits up, shooting a nervous but excited grin and a peace sign at the camera as they fit her with a helmet that has a go-pro on it for close-up shots of her going down the zipline.

she's pretty excited, considering she's not scared of heights so she's not too worried about this.

she talks a little bit more as she waits for her turn before she gets onto the zipline.

"ready?" she asks, looking into the camera and holding up a thumbs up before pushing off and sliding down the line, letting out cheers of excitement the entire time.

once she reaches the bottom, she looks around for the cameraman who's already filming her and she rushes over excitedly, jumping up and down. "that was so fun!" she cheers, really playing into her maknae image and letting herself enjoy the activity she had done.

somin discusses the experience a little bit, having a feeling there were going to be some unattractive angles of her excited yells from when she's on the zipline but she can't even be mad. she's used to being a meme at this point that she thinks she might as well fully embrace it.

"thanks for watching. i hope you enjoyed you daily dose of some ssom today!" she says excitedly, cupping her face in a flower pose at the 'ssom' part since it was her nickname and winking. "tune in for the next episode! byeee~" she waves, covering the camera before turning back to the director.

"can i go again?"

[o-flynn-o]

Coral - Free Art Lesson

Art Lesson 1: "Let it Marinate"

Talking points for today are more in intermediate territory. I see the demand being put on all different areas and arenas of talent and expertise. I feel it too. But as a rule of thumb slow cooked is always better right?

I know what it's like to find good content and I just can't get enough of it. Checking dates, waiting for notifications, checking content creator pages sometimes daily. The exciting anticipation to receive that release of that fun, interesting, engaging new content.

There are some moving parts of our media and social interaction that can be problematic though. Like someone just pushed you in the water and told you to swim, but you don't know how. And you have to figure it out on your own and that's rough.

What I'm doing in this lesson, hopefully most of them, is tailoring it to you. The creative person. No matter the skill or knowledge level. Pouring out to you over the course of time about 20 years of studying, knowledge, and experience; hoping you have some good morsels to absorb and apply to your own situation.

Okay, let's get into this. This image on top is "Coral". The bottom image is "Odessa". I was still learning about digital painting. So this would have been more concept art at the time.

Coming up with that concept, I was wandering off in my imagination like I often do. Trying to think of something that would make me happy. I like the ocean, it's amazing and huge, teeming with life. Not to mention the beautiful sparkling waves. Oh to be a mermaid floating in the sun warmed waters, not a care in the world.

The technical parts: Okay, the first rendering kinda covered that. It's bright, colorful, and you see she has a peaceful relaxed expression. Choosing to do the seaweed float was a design aspect. Now there are different shapes, textures, and function. Not just a fish in the water.

Now if you let it marinate… Like I came back to this, I think after someone did a re-draw of an older concept piece, I was inspired re-draw too. My skill, building, and interpretation had grown since then.

Now this is where it gets interesting.

In the remix I asked myself the questions,"How can I make this better? What does it need?" (How can I do this, but make it cool? Is another iteration of such questions.)

-Pose? Yes, add or change the pose to make it more dynamic or intriguing. -Expression? Yes! It was alright before. But NOW she's full of light and happy to see you! :D -Shapes and textures? Yes, I needed to add to that or continue to work with the design/concept pushing it further till I was more satisfied with the result. -Composition? Yes, the additions and changes give much more depth. Now the more interesting rhythm and flow of the composition lead your eye around the piece.

These points made are going to be something you go over again and again. They're also something you may go over and refine more than once. Point being this process will be with you for a long time, and it will serve you well.

The other part of this lesson is just give it a good look. Like the "spot the difference" puzzles you may have seen. This may help you to absorb a little of that on a subconscious creative, non technical way.

Well, that's lesson one. Hope you got something good that will help you go make cool fun stuff! :)

-B-

[casspurrjoybell-22]

Master - Chapter 43 - Part 1

*Warning Adult Content*

- Lincoln -

Alexander comes to my side, bowing swiftly before she lets her eyes raise to mine.

"Everyone is ready."

"Good," I commend while I quickly survey the others. 

Under the dark of night, dressed in black-fitted clothes, it was almost a challenge to pick them out from the shadows we'd trained them to blend into.

"They should be back any minute now," I whisper and she nods before returning to her post as silently as she'd come.

Crouched in my own perch within the dark, I look down at the small makeshift camping grounds that Diablos' men had set up in this broken valley. 

We'd made quick work of surrounding them and cutting off every and any routes for escape they might think to take.

Every corner was accounted for, every gap closed and manned by one of my own.

It had been one of our furthest scouts who'd alerted us of this group. 

They were travelling with haste to one of Diablos' strongholds with a group of newborns they'd turned to bolster his numbers.

The scout had only caught them since they'd stopped, giving her enough time to report it to us.

They probably would've been to safety by now if they weren't forced to move slower because of said newborns who had no clue how to use their speed in unfamiliar terrain. 

Their inexperience delayed their journey back, giving us just enough time to intercept.

At the sound of ruffling leaves, I clench my fist, forcing all of my present clan to still completely.

I don't breathe, don't move a muscle as I listen.

The rustling comes again, this time closer.

It was either the wind or another person, I ready myself in case it was the latter.

Wenquie breaks from the greenery below us and soon Malcolm appears at his side.

When they look up in my direction and give the signal, I jump down from my perch and release my hold on the rest of the order.

"They're only thirty-six of them," Wenquie reports, being sure to keep his voice in a barely-there whisper. "Thirty-seven if we missed one."

"We didn't," Malcolm promises, his grey eyes like a touch of moonlight in all this darkness.

The cloudy night sky was blocking off the moon's shine and casting the entire clearing in a makeshift murk.

It was why presumably why the group had chosen this spot to rest in. The lack of light made it impossible to see them if you weren't looking for them and near impossible to hear them, lack of hearts and all.

If it weren't for our scout, they probably would've made it back unscathed.

"There carry twenty-four newborn," Wenquie continues. "But they..." he hesitates.

"What?" When Wenquie looks to Malcolm for help, my frown deepens. "Tell me."

"None are chained or bound," Malcolm fills in for him, his tightening features matching his stormy eyes. "They were close together and moved only a little but they could move."

I can't hide my grimace as I turn away from them with a clear understanding of their hesitancy now.

Everyone had warned me about this beforehand, they had warned against us going at all with the presumption that these newborns would be lost to us, even if we were able to save them.

It would be foolish and naive to assume that they'd even want to go with us, that their minds hadn't already been filled with lies about who was good and who was bad in this war.

I knew that... but I couldn't leave them to their faiths if even one of them wanted another way.

They deserved that at the very least, the ability to choose whose side they'd want to be on in the war Diablos had hoisted upon them. 

"We continue as planned," I say as I concentrate my energy to send the message out to the others. "We do not kill the newborns, only hurt them if they pose a threat but only to disable them temporarily. Do not kill them."

Lyrra hums with my silent command and then once more from the acceptance it received in response.

I'd been practising endlessly to reacquaintance myself with my power and it was admittedly far harder to grasp when I was the only one in control, my efforts were beginning to prove themselves useful.

We'd only travelled with twenty of our clan but I knew it was more than enough.

I'd handpicked the ones I wanted with me on this and was careful in choosing the ones who had taken to my control over them best.

They were yet to disappoint me.

With some, it was like work, troublesome.

For the ones in this order, it was like drawing air.

Effortless.

Turning back to Wenquie and Malcolm, I let the corner of my lips twitch upwards as I face the pair that I knew would see me through any fight and any journey, no matter the realm.

Like the rest of us, they were both dressed in all black.

Malcolm in a leather vest that exposed his arms to the open air and loose trousers in case he'd need to shift his form.

And Wenquie, in a long dress that was tight around his chest but loose at his legs that were exposed by a very high slit.

While it was probably meant to seduce, I knew he kept an arsenal of cursed blades underneath.

"Let the others have a chance before rushing in," I say to them both, smile only growing when they both sigh in the manner I knew they would. "They need the practice."

"So do I?" Wenquie argues as he roles his shoulders. "It's been a while."

"For a demon, you know you suck at lying," Malcolm comments with an innocently raised brow.

Wenquie narrows his golden eyes but grins.

"I suck a lot of things, mainly cocks but I do not suck at lying."

"You two focus on the newborns," I say bringing them back to the task at hand. "They'll be terrified and might act out in foolish ways, don't let them hurt one of our own, don't let them hurt themselves."

They both nod and I take a steady breath before sending my energy out again.

Attack

I reach the campsite before anyone else, bringing all the startled gazes onto me and away from my vampires who were breaking from their hiding spots. 

Time freezes for a split second as I catch my order lunge, emerging from the shadows like bullets from fog; without warning, only death in their eyes.

As they descend on the enemy and the fighting begins, I behead the first two that approach me with one slice of my hand.

I pull the hearts from the next while I make my way to the cluster of newborns that were so young they still smelt human.

The sound of battle and bloodshed wake up the formerly silent valley as snarls and clashing blades reach the air.

Those raged snarls turned to agonized wails as vampire after vampire fell but my connection to my order never withered. 

For it couldn't when not a single one of my own fell.

A vampire rushes towards me, shouting Diablos' name but before I can free him of his limbs, two blades strike his eyes.

They glow a violent red at the handles before they sink into his skull and start a flame that spreads throughout his entire being, taking his soul and mind in one swoop.

I glance to my left catching a glimpse of Wenquie's sharp tail before he disappears into the night, his blades singing through the air to find their next target.

[write-away-miss]

Children's Theatre 7

(Fictional Scenario)

Samuel Arias has been doing Step production for years. He's right alongside Mae and Andy for the most shows done.

Sam was always a flamboyant kid. He was never interested in sports, and he didn't have any desire for wearing his hair short. He even was known for wearing princess dresses in preschool. Sam's mom was a bit of a hippie, so it was never a negative thing. She knew. In a little small way, she knew, and if it were to be true, she would be okay with it.

Sam really wanted to be an actor. He would watch old Hollywood with his mom, and all he wanted to be was Audrey Hepburn in Funny Face. He could recreate all the photos Audrey takes along her trip through Paris. He would frequently try to pose with the pigeons at the library fountain.

Sam's mom put him in shows because she'd heard about it through the elementary school's Facebook. So Sam joined the Every Little Step family!

Director Jim knew. Just like how Sam's mom could see it, Jim saw it. He saw Sam, and I thought about how he was as a child. All Director Jim ever wished was that he'd figured it out sooner. If he'd been an accepted child, he could have maybe been a happier teen. Maybe that would have made him a happier adult, too.

Director Jim wanted to teach Sam that it was okay to be the way he is. But he didn't want to say gay to this kid, that felt wrong. So he just started casting him as queer roles. Roles that, even if they weren't a little flamboyant before, they were going to be flamboyant now.

Director Jim first made Sam the Tin Man in The Wizard of Oz. That was the cutest little queer Tin Man you'd ever seen. Then Sam played one of the little brothers in Peter Pan, the one with the teddy bear.

In middle school, Sam did the performance of a lifetime as Edna in Hairspray Jr. Director Jim knew Sam was gay enough to be Edna. He wanted to put that kid in drag so bad. And so he did! And Sam was marvelous.

At the Hairspray cast party, Sam realized he was gay.

The whole cast is sitting in a circle in Andy's parent's basement. No one is drunk or anything, they're all in the 8th grade, but everyone is high off the adrenaline of finishing the show. One of the girls suggest they should do spin the bottle. It was probably Cami, she really liked Andy at the time. Everyone did.

So the entire cast of Hairspray Jr. is all around 13 or 14, and they're all kissing in a circle. Everyone kissed everyone. No one was safe. But when it got to be Sam's turn, the bottle landed on Ivan. Everyone started giggling and ooo-ing. Sam turned a bright shade of red, but Ivan just gave him this assured half smile.

"How about it? Wilbur and Edna get to kiss at last?" Ivan is blushing a little now too.

It was just a peck. The simplest little peck. But it changed Sam's life.

Once the game broke up, Sam found himself in the kitchen getting himself a coke, when Ivan comes in. They were alone together in Andy's big ass kitchen.

"You know," Ivan said. "I really liked that kiss. You're a good kisser"

"Oh god, I doubt that," Sam tucked his long hair behind his ear.

"Well, we can try again. You'll see how good you are at it."

Both of them are blushing, but Sam nods. "Let's do it."

And they kiss again. It was more than a peck this time. Not much farther, but the two of them lingered. They finally broke apart and smiled.

Sam knew in that moment. He'd figured it out. And now he really liked Ivan.

But unfortunately, everyone at that cast party got mono. It was a plague that ravished every kid in that kissing circle. Every parent was either mortified or wildly amused. Every kid was embarrassed, but exhilarated at how grown up they finally felt.

While Sam was down for the count for a couple days. He got to thinking. He thought, and thought, and thought. For a long time. About who he liked. Ivan specifically, but who he found himself getting excited by.

Sam came out to his mom while she brought him his antibiotics. She just smiled, and gave him a big hug. She said she would love him no matter what.

Sam and Ivan didn't really talk about it for a while. Once everybody recovered after the mono, Sam and Ivan had gotten too embarrassed to say anything to each other.

They did start dating during Into the Woods. They would only break up when Ivan went to college a year before everyone else.

Sam was a little heartbroken. But he had hope, they would be together forever. So he waited for Ivan. And for the spring break of his senior year, Sam visited all the colleges he'd gotten into, and one of them happened to be Ivan's college.

They weren't the same. They weren't going to work out.

Sam went to a different college for musical theatre. He tried really hard not to think about it. But it just stayed on his mind.

Now the summer's rolled around again, and Sam's a volunteer camp counsellor, and Ivan's running the light board, like always.