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[scarymonsters-andsupercreeps]

Freddie portrait from my sketchbook ✨

[cixlog]

idk why people are being so silly about others worrying if the background for these concept pictures are ai or not... like yes the boys are clearly posing in front of a sheet/backdrop. but did you know there's this thing where (ai generated or not) images can be printed onto those sheets 😮‍💨

[team-frightfur]

Unstoppable, unshutuppable, jk you can block me. But Tumblr the site is Powerless.

I like how the grey on her shirt still has that faint cyan edge to it to add vibrancy + how well the blue and pink shadows go with her hair. Colour theory or something. Also, again, this'll sound weird but I especially like the shading on the hair at her neck and how warm and saturated it is. But I also super love how watercoloury the shading on her white shirt feels. Its so soft. She feels so pastel its beautiful. Finally, her blue background contrasts with the white/blond so well, while the shading of white/pink/blue on the blue part of her clothing also desaturates the blue so it doesn't blend in. Oh and of course her face is great too. Do you headcanon her as using makeup? Because she has some really luscious eyes and lips compared to the boys. it's pretty.

Anyway, the thing I like a lot about these is how they show off the diffs/strengths of Yugioh's style vs Yours. You still translated it really well, ofc, and I honestly think yours is better (even if too high effort for a weekly show.) Anyway, yugioh's anatomy is kinda cartoony and some of the shapes can get a lil out there. Plus, the hair is like knives. Your anatomy is more realistic and detailed (like how you translated Syo's weird little eyes and made them not weird). Also impressed by how you made Asukas nightmare of a pose work, too. The most amazing bit imo though is the hair. Yugioh hair doesn't really have strands or roots (unless ur a yuboy) so its really interesting to see how you rebuild it with recogniseable strands, crowns, roots and inclines. It not only makes it much softer and cuter, but means that you can shade with a lot less straight lines (which really nails the feeling of shading a fiber/thread/hair). Plus, the swirl of asukas hair (which isnt really possible in ygo's style) looks Incredible here!

Hnngh I love ur shading so much. Anyway. Amazing pics. Made my day.

redraws of their stills from Precious Time, Glory Days

[k3n999]

Aight aight~ here are my thoughts on TS 2.0 demo. SPOILERS.

About Exile origin

There's smth I'm confused abt with MC and their curse

My thoughts on LIs in this new update <3

Yes ofc I'm gonna yap more abt Leander

Useless 1am thoughts but genuinely terrified me

(Also please excuse my ENG (^^;;; )

I alrd gave my opinions on the replacement with the Hound to the Exile before but @/slyfire gave a perfect rundown on this topic! (Read here if you're interested~) Perfectly summed up everything I thought abt it. One of the things I want to highlight from their breakdown is this:

It seems the exile can unlock this red option:

It makes sense because they have an 'uncanny intuition for detecting danger'. That made mereally anticipate what's going to happen when we finally face the Soulless soon...To my surprise, they changed the options for this scene as well and I was excited 'Fight back' is an option, and ofc I chose it, eager to see what would happen but the result wasn't so pretty💀

Nope, I didn't expect for MC to pull off some sick move to fight the soulless, but what I was hoping for to see them AT LEAST DO SOMETHING or ANYTHING to survive, after all they're 'seasoned survivalist' and 'well-versed in deciphering Soulless'. They also have been taught how to survive in the wild.

So maybe dodging some attacks and do something to distract the soulless before Mhin arrives. But instead they tried to use their curse to purify the soulless temporarily. I mean, yeah cool, would love to see that happen, but at the time, it felt like a bad idea??? and yeah it was hdakdasks

This is exactly the kind of thing I was hoping for when I picked the Exile origin.. MC doing something that ties back to their background. I KNOOOWW, I know, it is still a demo, but, give us something-- a little bit that shows exile is good enough to be a replacement to the Hound. *sobs*

Also, did i miss anything abt how MC KNEW they could purify soulless? I'm aware I have a memory of a goldfish so maybe there's something that I forgor😔 Please let me know I'm actually curious (><!! I was surprised we got to see them unwrap the bandages, even attempt to try purify the soulless this soon.

And that's that.

ANYWAY *throws some glitters and sparkles*

My thoughts on LIs <3 just a basic rundown, nothing serious...kind of.

Kuras

Is it just me or does our pristine doctor seems to glow a lot more brighter in this update? Did I accidently turn the brightness up to max?? Because his beauty blinded me for sure, ESPECIALLY HIS EYES!!! I think I'm obsessed...so many pics it's so hard to choose! but something about the 2nd pic gives off softness, purity, innocence and sincerity to me uuuueeegghh and maybe I'm overthinking it bcuz it looks glowy to me🥺🥺🥺 Anw, love the lil ahem ahem...date..we had by the river (ughh the scenery was beautiful😔) I don't remember from previous demo but in this version,Kuras seems much more likely to show that he has a strong interest in the MC. I found myself more and more..dazzled by Kuras this time...I think he's gonna be my 2nd favourite I fear🥺................................ (Leander is behind me isn't he?🧍)

Vere

Well well weeellll~ looks like the fox has lost its tongue. Happy to see Vere is not just about wanting to snap our neck and eat us alive (yet). I didn’t know that we had chosen to ignore him and resist him(??) is what makes us interesting in his eyes? Not sure, but whatever made him react that way made me think of someone *side-eye Ais

[Is it kind of his type or something?...]

Mhin

Mhin is more approachable and um less snappy? than before, which I'm happy about (and can't wait for the moment when they can fully trust and feel comfortable with MC😭 I really want to see that happen so bad....) I love we got to see their nerdy side when they analyzing the soulless asjdasj That honestly caught me off guard. And how they show a little smile and get a bit bashful whenever we catch onto something they like🥺

Ais

[LOOK Y'ALL HIS OTHER HAND IS DOWN *head in hands**copium*]

*sigh* ...I love him..........*slaps face* I um, can't really hide my disappointment when we got less sprites of him. I know... because I remember every single expression and the movement he makes. Yes, I sound like a creep. Only for him tho~- *gets shot* I was hoping to at least him show his fang when he grins,-- pout OR BLUSH. But hey *sobs* we got bloody knuckles. I'm not complaining. Oh and no Princess sprite either *cries* I also hoping they also make the exterior of Ais' place. I am very curious how it look.... And this right here:

means thousands for me <3

(Do you think I'm done? Of course not. Yes I'm holding myself back from saying more because I'm gonna do a separate post just to talk about him😔)

Leander

[I want to kick him in the ass]

And at last, here we are. Of course I have to leave him for the end. The highlight of this updated demo; our lovely sus man, Leander. What kind of sorcery and flavor did they put into this man. WHY IS HE SO MUCH DIFFERENT THAN THE OLD DEMO?!!!??? He used to be much more tolerable and I- I thought I could fix him, BUT NOW this man is nothing but glaring red in my eyes😭NINONINONINOOOO🚨🚨🚨 the alarm in my head went off when he said this:

What the actual fck do you mean by that mister💀☝️

At the time, I thought it was just Leander being the haha silly guy he is!! --and then he starts making UwU face and saying things like; 'You don't owe me anything' 'I'll help you all the time' 'You're not believe me?' 🥺👉👈 Yeah it's cute and all but all this makes me...strangely uncomfortable...UNTIL HE LOCKED THE DAMN DOOR. I couldn't help but foolishly screamed for Ais, hoping he would pick me up and comfort me😭

The whole scene in the room; gave me nothing but smth close to claustrophobia. My legs wouldn't stop shaking, I kept biting my nails (afraid to see what would happen next) The whole time I felt trapped. All his sweet words felt some kind of spells in my ears- like MC couldn't do anything but 'Yes' to every word he said... AND THAT MC IS RASVAN DAMMIT AAAAA😭

Me through my monitor screen:

"RASVAAAAANNNN GET OOOOUUTT ITS A TRRAAPPPPPP DONT LISTENN TO HIMMMM PUSH HIM AAWWAAYYYYYYY RASSSVAAANNNNN"

I was already off my seat when it get to this part, LIKE AINT NO WAY Y'ALL GONNA DO IT??? and they don't🧍somehow I feel relief.

Dear Leander fans/simps out there, please don't hate me for having this kind of reaction (I was once one of you but now.........) ajsdghasd OVERALL do I hate this big massive changes on Leander? No. Absolutely not, in fact I like it even more. It shows that Leander might potentially be the scariest one among the LIs, despite being human. And I'm very much looking forward to seeing what kind of sht he'll pull in the full release.

Before I forget- can I just say how much I love his introduction? It's so much better compared to the old demo (I have more to say to this but brain is giving up on me rn)

And now here come my silly 1am thoughts; it's abt both Ais and Leander...

Since, ofc, we don't know what exactly Leander wants from us-- what if the feelings are genuine? The way he acts, all stuff he says to us, sure, some things might raise a brow.. but- but what if he actually sincere and this is just him wants to have us in his (somewhat) twisted way. WHILE AIS THO, all the stuff that I've been saying how soft he can be is just an act???? What if he’s fooling us, only to throw us away later???? What if the devs want to trick us (<Ais fans)??? Maybe there's some kind of twisted plot twist waiting at the end???----

I told you these are just silly and stupid thoughts, but idk why I decided to deep dive into it💀 Sometimes I like to think worse things that could possibly happen. It's fun to get lost in these thoughts even part of me know it won't likely to happen. But heh WHAT IF am I right? I'm still on abt with the theory and analysis with; Leander is green but is the reddest red flag ever while Ais is red but is greenest, most foresty flag ever. I'm so into it and want more ppl to talk about it *looks at you with my sparkly eyes*

ANYWAY, I'm gonna be sound more stupider if I keep this going. I'm going sleep and dream abt aisvan 🚶.

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING. Hope all of you have a wonderful day and keep playing demo until the full release comes out🥰(me).

[ineed-to-sleep]

Don't wanna be a bother but I bumped into ur touchstarved oc stuff and do you have any pointers for drawing in the touchstarved style? I can't really nail it down 100% but you do so... pretty please?

Hii yeah ofc, it's no bother at all no worries! You sent me this at the right time actually jsdhksd I'm in the middle of redesigning Emma right now and I've been taking a close look at the art style again, so it's all fresh in my mind!

Assuming you already have your design ready and have found a pose or composition you like, replicating the art style will probably come down to getting the lineart and shading to look similar.

About the lineart:

Probably goes without saying, but you'll need a pen with the opacity turned off to get the clean, ink-like lines. If you use CSP I recommend the default textured pen, which I think has a similar look, but honestly any pen will do.

The thing you have to look out for the most when doing the lines is the darkest shadows. It's a bit tricky to explain, and I think a lot of it comes with practice, but you have to look for the places where the darkest shadows would be, or where the light could barely reach. Once you spot them, instead of shading them you create a sharp shape and paint them black, like so:

I also recommend varying the thickness of your lines, but not at random. Instead, try to keep lighting in mind while you draw them. You could draw one continuous thin line for something, and then only thicken it where it falls away from the light, or where it'd create an occlusion, or wherever you want a shape to stand out from another. A thick line will essentially either "push back" or separate things in space, while a thin line will pull it forward or make things look like they're closer together.

You can also exaggerate the shadows in order to create more contrast. Like in the case of Kuras' sleeves and coat, for example- you could argue that some bounce light could still get in there, but with the shadows exaggerated it creates a really nice, clean shape. You can also separate these shapes from other lines by leaving a small space between them and the lines.

The metal might look a bit different, but it follows the same logic as everything else- your darkest shadows will be pure black. It might look like it has more shadows but that's just because it's more reflective, so the light is usually concentrated on highlight and bounce light areas, so the tones around those areas will be darker.

About the shading:

From what I've noticed, it's all about keeping it subtle and simple. If you color pick the characters, you can see the variation between light and shadow is subtle and not all that contrasting. Most of the contrast is done with colors, not values.

The light source is usually from the top right, characters are pretty well lit, and there's a little bit of a blue backlight from the left that helps them stand out against the backgrounds.

The shading is mostly sharp, cel shading, rarely blended. Wherever there's blending, it's usually subtle or a gradient

They also use gradations to indicate color shifts, like the colors in Leander's coat. You can do this with the gradient tool or an airbrush.

I recommend picking 1 color for light, 1 color for shadow, and maybe 1 inbetween midtone to use sparingly in places where you want a very subtle shadow. You can go more fancy if you're trying to create something that looks more like the game's CGs, but if you're going for the same look as the sprites, it's better to keep it simple.

You can shade manually each part of the character, or you can try using a multiply layer. For multiply, I like shifting the color towards a warm or pinkish tone and keeping it light and desaturated to get a similar look as the sprites.

Highlights are used very sparingly, only on a few places like the nose, mouth, eyes, and a few on the hair. Maybe occasionally somewhere else, but only if necessary, like in the case of very reflective materials like metal, gold, glass and leather.

The characters also usually have subtle textures on their clothes, and you can quickly create something similar by using a textured brush and an overlay or multiply mode. Like so:

It's subtle, but makes a difference in my opinion! You can try this with a lot of different textured brushes to get the exact look you're going for.

That's all I could think of right now! If you have any questions or wanna know anything specific I didn't mention here, let me know!

[tia1a]

K. Bakugo x reader.

Reader has a quirk called chaos control. Your quirk and storyline is based off the character shadow from the sonic universe but ofc not the exact same.

PART 1, DESCRIPTION AND BACKGROUND UNTIL PRESENT TIME.

Y/n can teleport, fly, fire bolts of energy - chaos spears, and blast giant explosions - chaos blasts. Because of the strength of the quirk you also have enhanced speed, strength, stamina, durability and combat. When I say enhanced speed, I don’t mean it lightly either.

Y/e/c eyes turn red when you activate your chaos energy, so they glow red a lot of the time. And y/h/c hair has natural red highlights in them.

You have to wear limiter rings around your wrists and ankles to control the chaos energy, and your shoes were specifically built for you, air gliders.

For 50 years you were frozen in time. Too strong to kill but also to valuable.

This was before quirks were common, you were kept as a science experiment. And your only friend, another guy with a quirk, you never knew his real name, you were both given names there, he was named sonic. You were named shadow. You never forgot your real name, y/n, but he decided he didn’t want to have the name given to him by a family who didn’t want to fight for him.

His quirk was enhanced speed, you were fast but he was the fastest being in the world.

The were brothers who frequented at the lab too, you never knew why but the younger one - yoichi shigaraki and his older brother, his older brother only went by shigaraki, and they were related somehow to the doctor, you never knew if it was because they also had powers or because they wanted to work in the same field, but you never cared to ask.

Yoichi was nice to you and sonic, he took you out of experiments when he could, snuck you food, played music. He became someone you could trust.

One day, tests were being run on you and your built up energy caused an explosion in the lab, taking multiple lives, the military immediately shut it down, sonic was killed before you, just like everyone else.

For 50 years you were trapped in stasis. Every single day replaying the memory of your only friends being shot.

When you woke up, you fought every military guard who came at you and escaped the prison to the closest city. Meanwhile, in the new surroundings, cars crashed around you as you stood in the middle of the road taking in the city, being cooped up in the lab most of your life you never realised how bright cities were.. how different they looked to the movies you watched.

A group of ..heroes? Came to the area. They looked abround your age, 16/17 with two older guys, one with long black hair and a long scarf around his neck, the other with blonde hair sticking up like a bunny. But they were with the military, they wanted to put you away again. You began to hover above ground and your eyes glowed red,

“Who are you? Why are you destroying this city young lady?” The blonde bunny hair man shouted up, his extremely muscular arms now resting on his hips. The ones your age stood behind him.

“The ultimate life form.” You tilted your head, examining the people before you, their faces twist in shock hearing what you said.

“What does that mean?” The older man with black hair asked.

One had green hair and a green costume, one with spiky blonde hair and a black and orange costume, one girl with pink skin, and one boy with yellow hair and a black lighting strike through it.

“Your a colourful bunch.” You glare down at them.

“..you don’t know who we are?” The pink one cocked her head.

“Your just wasting my time. Walk away, before you get hurt.” You clenched your fists, feeling your energy begin to build up.

“Easy there young lady! We don’t want to fight you.” This man raised his arms, seeing how you were just a kid, you didn’t know where you were or who anyone was, you just had a lot of ..anger.

“Yeah speak for yourself.” The spiky blonde one grumbled,

“Not now young bakugo.” He whispered.

“Why don’t you stop throwing cars for a second and come down to talk.” The man with long black hair shouted up,

“You all came here to hand me back to the same people who trapped me. There’s nothing to talk about.” You turned around,

“I’ve had enough of this angsty bullshit. How about we talk with our fists.” The boy referred to as ‘bakugo’ leaped up using explosions, his companions shouting for him to stop..

You teleported in front of him, grabbed the hand he’d brought forward to attack and twisted it. He practically growled, then, while still in the air you teleported everywhere around him punching and kicking him about before blasting him to the ground, you threw him so hard the ground broke when he collided with it.

“No way..” the green one muttered,

“Looks like bakugos met his match.” The yellow one with the black stripe added with wide eyes,

“She’s kinda cool” the pink one whispered, so the pros wouldn’t her her.

The green one and the teacher with long hair ran to him, clearly beaten.

You hovered in the air for a moment before blipping to the ground.

“Who is this girl..” the green one muttered again,

“Hey, you can’t take us all at once.” The yellow one smirked, charging lighting around his arms.

Soon enough him, the pink girl and the buff man were all in the ground the same way ‘bakugo’ was.

“Okay she took us all at once.” He spoke almost slurring and fell back down.

Beginning to hover again you look behind you “don’t try to follow me.”

—

Hours later back at UA, the pro heroes were having a conference.

You were a threat to Japan yet no one knew who you were, what your motive was and you were confused about everything around you.

“With her powers of teleportation, her speed, and those blasts.. she seems to be invincible. We need to get her on our side and make her realise all for one is lying to her.” All might says at a conference.

“That could be used for good. This is the first we’ve ever heard of her, yet we don’t even know her name.” Midnight mumbled.

“I’ll try to see if I can find anything out about her tonight and I’ll report back tomorrow.” Aizawa mumbled,

—

“You should have seen the way she handled bakugo, all might, Mina and Kaminari… it was like they meant nothing to her. It was insane.” Izuku rambled to the others in his class.

“What did she look like?” Ochako asked,

“She had y/h/c hair but with red streaks here and there, and whenever she used her quirk her eyes went red. It was strange. But she was really pretty.. and looked about the same age as us so I don’t know how she ended up the was she did. But she didn’t even know all might..” he rambled on again,

“Wait what do you mean she didn’t know all might? Everyone in the world does, has she been like ..living under a rock or something?” Sero asked,

“She didn’t know any of us. She didn’t recognise the city, nothing. But she hits hard that’s for sure.. I felt kinda bad though, she was dark and broody ..it was sad.” Mina pouted.

You were the talk of Japan. But nobody knew who you were. Except for AFO. Now he could use this to his advantage, and only the wielded of one for all could tell the truth about yoishi, and who really started the attack.

—

[za0mbie]

IDVJFIVDKCVKN YOUR ART STYLE IS JUST SO awesome!!! I'm not a big shipper in welcome home...but your Julaby art is still cute! and I ADOREEE all of the stuff you make. I was wondering what art app you use? if you use procreate do you have any tips on how you color, your blending and shading are gorgeous!! <3

AHHH TY THAT'S SO SWEET <33 I use clip studio paint so unfortunately I can't help you there wahh,, But I did try using procreate just a smidgen and the techniques are pretty much the same for me so!

for cleaner art I usually follow :

sketch

flat colors (with some gradients)

multiply layer for shadows

rendering (basically painting over the entire drawing for cleanup and more shading)

(sometimes I cut out the multiply layer for shadows and just jump to rendering)

In more "atmospheric" art I pull colors from around the piece and lean into reflective shading quite a bit, there's also ALOT of highlighting along the edges of things (like his hair and the paintbrush for example) especially with stronger lighting like this drawing

(In the background I also added blues and yellows pulled from wally but I'm focusing more on character shading here)

In art where I'm not using multiply layers I'm still pulling colors from around the character or background to tie things together

the majority of brushes I use are hard brushes with low pen pressure but if you're looking for something less choppy a good blending brush Is always nice ofc

UHH HOPE THIS HELPS!! I'm pretty awful at explaining my process I usually just throw speedpaints at people LMAO

[weirdagnes]

Mouthwashing: The Musical

cant get it out of my head so dumping some ideas in a non-arranged way:

SONG NUMBERS

The songs ABSOLUTELY has to derive leitmotifs from the original soundtrack. It has to be 80s inspired dark synth-heavy with a little industrial/experimental touch. Maybe some of the songs are titled after the actual track titles (“Heroes”, “Here, On Earth”, “Bad News” - very theatrical titles).

Every character gets a soliloquy (ofc)

I can see Swansea having 3 leading songs. One will probably have the motif of “Close your eyes” (character introduction song), two is the reprise (Daisuke death scene), three is the speech he gives to Jimmy.

Anya’s solo comes in the “Dead Pixel” scene, but maybeee it can be a duet with Curly;

Daisuke will have the silly song and dance number that becomes sad mid song when he talks about his insecurities as intern (but it still ends with a bang).

Jimmy and Curly will absolutely HAVE to duet in the “I want to go home” We ARE home” scene.

I can envision a lengthy number heavy on spoken featuring Anya, Curly, and Jimmy during the scene where Anya reveals her pregnancy and the talk before the crash.

Curly could have a solo song with post-crash actor on upstage while in his headspace, his pre-crash actor sings on downstage.

There has to be a painful Anya, Jimmy, Swansea and Daisuke number on the scene when Anya locked herself in the medbay except this time! we get to hear Anya sing her side of the story (maybe Curly’s precrash actor is standing at the side too while Anya sings her last moments but he’s unseen by her, ya know like implied “audience sees, characters dont” thing)

LIGHTING/SCENES

Lighting has to be the peak highlight of the play, like in the game! Instead of black curtain bg, there’s a projector and screen as background that’ll display the day/night/sunset screentime.

Floor lighting is going to be used a LOT for dramatic scenes, like in Curly’s blood sea hallucination, floor lighting could be red as like, reflection of the blood sea.

Light direction goes INSANEE during crash reveal, imitation of emergency lights.

Can you IMAGINE Swansea’s speech scene on stage with projector and screen??? I cant explain because i never studied stage lighting but OUGH PLS IMAGINE HOW COOL AND DOABLE IT IS -

SET DESIGN

This is kinda hard because with set design, you have to be creative limiting stage props while keeping imagery of the set so changing set isn’t troublesome. There’s 6 sets: lounge, medical bay, cockpit, utility, cargo, and hallucination areas. But we can cut it down to:

SET 1 - LOUNGE + MEDICAL BAY. Both have screentime so they can be the same set, maybe Medical on stage right and Lounge on stage left. I think this format will make the “Anya locks herself” scene flow better. Anya is singing her final thoughts stage right, spotlight focus on her as she slowly moves downstage while the crew changes the set to Utility so after Anya takes the pills, the transition to Jimmy and Daisuke entering the Utility is quick.

SET 2 - UTILITY + COCKPIT. The set is pretty unique because of the cryopod and the vent, but it can share set with the cockpit since they have the common design of pipes and screens. The difference between the set are objects that can be easily taken away or added during set change, which is the pilots�� chairs in the (Cockpit) and the cryopod (Utility).

SET 3 - CARGO + HALLUCINATION AREAS. These set are mostly dark in lighting and not much prop other than boxes or shelves (with wheels underneath for easy pushing) of mouthwash and TVs. Scarce lighting and mostly empty stage allows free space for imagination which is perfect for hallucination scenes. The cargo area doesn’t have much design variety anyway.

[lsunstreakerl]

reread FMF and so many new thoughts because I'm seeing so many northerner specific traits/mannerisms (or maybe I'm just reading into things too much shfhjshd) on the second read!!

first off of course the type of clothing they wear, where the ones max has always prioritises survival in colder places and fatal wounds (the hide and leather) but also probably to blend in to the background in the colder north areas compared to the clothing hes given the moment he's in Rico's territory which takes into account comfort and aesthetics

also the different fighting styles is sooooo interesting to me, the way that it is apparent the moment max is in the walls of the castle(?) and he immediately spots that it is indeed possible to climb the towels because him and the soldiers in the north lean to more of a sneaky and quick style compared to pure power, hence he's more sensitive to spotting weak areas that Rico's Territory (is he the south? east? west? idk) would more easily overlook because they don't focus on that as much, hence haven't explored those training techniques and the possibilities

AND OFC WHO CAN FORGET but max giving rico his hide I feel is soooo important especially since it is such a rare commodity to be in possession of that, and assuming max didn't have anymore (since he didn't have any while fighting saddik I think) giving his last piece to valuable hide to rico is mind blowing really, kind of showing his commitment (though not wanting to be in a middle of a chaotic situation like a kingless nation is also a great reason to want to protect the king ofc ofc) I also loved that we get to see rico's pov where it's actually used to save rico's life and everyone is stunned because they initially thought it was a tradition of sending husbands/loved ones off to war but it was quite the opposite - kind of interesting also that instead of giving rico any kind of pep talk or good luck talk instead max gives him something that would help protect him

and ofc all of max's contributions are highlighted because he is an 'outsider' who was brought up in a totally different environment (which the part where he's battle trained - even one of the best- is also super intriguing like is this a one off thing and most nobles aren't good in battle? or are they usually just not to the extent that max was and max was that good because of the need for survival in the north so basically everyone had to be trained there) and the kingdom people are wowed. which I would be too if queen-consort-wifey saves the king, saves villages lives AND eliminates the enemy like he's out here busting his ass off protecting the kingdom!!

but the thing that intrigued me THE MOST and really made me have a little yap session (oops) was the part where max, severely wounded maybe dying to blood loss type thing, just fatally stabbed saddik (who's at that moment probably gonna die maybe) and mick enters and basically his first thought is to make sure saddik is gonna die and takes out the knife in his chest. the total difference between that and Joris' reaction, which was to immediately attend to max (I don't think the titles make a difference because technically to Mick, max is bff AND PRINCE SO) which in that moment, is mick sure that max will survive hence he makes sure saddik dies? or is this more of a cultural thing(?) where it is more important to them that the enemy is killed because maybe it's hard to save lives that are lost/wants to make sure the lives lost aren't in vain and hence the utmost priority is to finish off the enemy?

anyways all that to say I really LOVEEEE all the little details and world building you do in the fics thank you so much for them 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

the father the son and the holy yap please buckle in!! I have lots to say to this :)

correct that the northern style of clothing is gearing far more towards practicality. survival is hard enough up in the mountains, and they're not going to waste time dying their clothes. as far as comfort- if you're warm, you aren't freezing, and that's as much as they think about that. the kingdom proper, where the castle is at, is more central in the territory, and the climate is much more mild than it is further north. their clothes are lighter, they can afford to think about things like draping and style.

yes!! max immediately spots those vulnerabilities because he's coming at it from a different perspective. for the knights and soldiers within the army, they're all trained in a uniform way- it's about quantity over quality. up north, they just don't have the manpower for that kind of thing. every soldier is trained and honed individually to be the best possible fighter they can be, and part of max's responsibility as heir was to run those training camps. it makes sense that he has the best skills, when he's been training and practicing with/against all of his people, all the time. survivability = status for them. max is well rounded, strong, and smart, which means he has a lot of respect from his own people. he's earned his position as heir through years of hard work and boots on the ground devotion to his people.

in terms of things like the tower- for the average soldier, why would they scale the side when they could take a group and storm the front door? but when max looks at through the lens of him and one of his teams- which average out to two or three people- than the advantage of being able to sneak up is much clearer. sure, he could storm the front with one or two others, and they could win, but it's an unnecessary waste of energy.

the hide!! yes, it's an incredibly rare commodity, but what I don't mention is that max's leathers do have lining on the inside of certain spots! he and mick did the hunting themselves- and I will say, the creatures that the hide comes from are not easy kills, even for them. they might even try and take a bite out of your ankle...

I talked about it a bit in the other post, but max not wishing rico safety or good luck, but rather success on his mission- that's another cultural difference. for max, it would be offensive to be wished good luck, because it implies that he would need it, that his skills aren't enough by themselves. it's actually pretty rude lol. and telling someone to come back safe is also stupid, because he's going off to battle! he's going to get hurt! it would be weird if he didn't! and max certainly isn't going to say something pointless.

demanding success from rico's journey is max being supportive. if they were up north, everyone would be saying that to rico, so that if/when he was facing saddik, he would hear all of their voices telling him what he needs to do, and have the strength of that community inside of him.

...which leads me to your point about max and mick! more worldbuilding for northern customs ahead lol.

they do a fair amount of killing up there. since their population is smaller, in general everyone is well versed with taking lives. that can weigh heavily, so they've developed a culture where it isn't the person doing the killing- it's the blade. in the case of max and saddik, mick is doing max the greatest honor he can by ensuring its max's blade that takes down saddik. not anyone else's. you're correct that he can't tell right away if max is going to live or not- what he asses when he comes into the room is that there is max, potentially dead or dying, and there is max's blade sticking out of an enemy, and he's going to make sure max finishes the job. (technically his blade, which makes it his kill, even if mick is the one with the final blow.)

this in comparison to joris, who asses that max is hurt and immediately jumps to protect him. it really strongly highlights that difference there- "get it done no matter what or who is the cost" compared to "protect the prince consort first, deal with the threat after".

so yes, mick in that moment was seeing max's mission through, even if max was dying. he's not going to waste his time trying to save a dead man and potentially letting the enemy live. (he would've gone to max right after making sure saddik was dead, if joris hadn't been there. and he watches over him while he's asleep frequently, unbeknownst to poor martijn.)

[writingforstraykids]

Loved the Chan Milan fic! What about a male reader version with him fucking Chan's brain out instead?

Right here with you, always - m!reader version

Pairing: Chan x male!Reader

Word Count: 2282

Warnings/Tags: fluff, smut, unprotected sex, sub!chan, mirror sex (partly)

A/N: Hope you like it, lovey. Framwork is the same, smut is changed ofc🖤

do not repost, translate, or plagiarize my works in any way here or on other platforms. ©writingforstraykids 2024-

fem!version here

The cobblestone streets of Milan seemed to sparkle under the golden hues of the early evening sun as you and Chan made your way through the city. Milan was pulsing with life, its vibrant energy matching the excitement in your heart. Chan had invited you to join him on this glamorous outing, blending the worlds of high fashion and intimate togetherness.

You watched him from the corner of your eye, admiration blooming inside you. He was dressed in a blue shirt that highlighted the warmth of his eyes and complemented his dark hair. Chan suggested dinner at a small, elegant restaurant known for its secluded ambiance and exquisite Italian cuisine. Over plates of creamy risotto and perfectly aged wine, you shared stories and dreams, his laughter blending harmoniously with the soft notes of a violin playing somewhere in the background.

As the sky deepened into a velvety blue, Chan took your hand, leading you out into the enchanting night. Milan at night was a different kind of beautiful; the lights of the city reflected in the gentle ripple of the canals, the air filled with the subtle aroma of blooming jasmine. Walking through this cityscape with Chan, you felt as if you were part of a living canvas, every step painting a stroke of memories in your shared story.

Eventually, the night led you to his hotel, a place of refined elegance. Inside, the world quieted down to just the two of you. You guided Chan to the sofa in his suite, a soft, inviting piece that seemed to echo the plush luxury of your surroundings. As you settled into the comfort of the sofa, you pulled him gently into your lap, a smile playing on your lips.

“You look so beautiful tonight,” you whispered, your hands tracing the lines of his muscular arms, feeling the strength that lay beneath his soft shirt. “This blue shirt… it’s perfect on you. It makes your eyes look like chocolate; deep and endlessly sweet.” At first, he blushed, a shy smile curving his lips as his gaze flickered away. It wasn't often that he heard such open adoration, even from you, his partner. Yet, the honesty in your voice and the warmth in your eyes encouraged him to accept your compliments. You wrapped your arms around him, pulling him closer, your own confidence growing with the realization of how much he needed you in this moment.

“I love seeing you like this,” you murmured, your voice a soft rumble against his ear. Your hands were gentle but firm on his back, making every nerve in his body sing with a pleasant tension. The room around you seemed to fade, the sounds of Milan's nightlife a distant echo to the intimacy that unfolded between the two of you. “Love how handsome you look,” you told him, hands fondling up his thighs. “Love how your body always searches mine,” you confessed, biting back a soft groan as he pressed down against you.

Your lips met his in a fierce kiss, hand shooting up into his hair. Chan kissed back eagerly, grinding down against you with soft, needy sounds. Your grip on his hair tightened, your hips chasing his with a low groan.

As the kiss deepened, your senses overwhelmed by the gentle yet insistent passion between you, the world outside seemed to vanish completely. Your hands moved with a tenderness that contrasted and complemented the growing intensity of the moment. You were skilled, knowing exactly how to make him feel cherished and desired all at once.

Chan quickly got up, getting rid of his trousers and boxers in one go. After checking in with you, his shirt joined the rest of his clothes on the floor, and he stood bare before you. You lifted your hips, shuffling your pants down enough to free your aching length. Your hands found his hips, and you pulled him back into your lap, smiling at how thrilled Chan seemed. You made quick work of preparing him, stretching him out with your fingers and kissing down his neck hungrily. Chan sunk down on you soon, moaning out loudly as you stretched his fluttering walls just right.

Chan's hands found purchase on your shoulders, steadying himself as he began to move. His head tipped back, exposing the graceful line of his neck, his eyes fluttering shut in pure bliss. You held him closely, guiding him with a gentle yet insistent rhythm. The soft sounds of his pleasure mixed with the distant hum of the city night created a symphony of intimacy.

"You feel so amazing," you whispered, your voice husky with desire. You increased the pace, each thrust meeting him with a perfect alignment that sent waves of pleasure coursing through both of your bodies.

Chan's response was to grip your shoulders tighter, his nails digging in slightly as the intensity built. His moans grew louder, more urgent, and he began to meet your movements with equal fervor. The connection between you deepened, a tangible thread of desire that pulled you closer to the edge of ecstasy.

In the mirror at the closet opposite the sofa, you could see your reflections entwined in a passionate dance. Chan's body was a perfect contrast against your own. His skin was bathed in the soft light that filtered through the windows, highlighting his features in a glow that seemed almost ethereal. The sight of your dick disappearing inside him made you moan loud enough to catch his attention. "Look at us," you urged him, wanting him to see the beauty of the moment as you saw it. Reluctantly, Chan opened his eyes, and his gaze met the mirror behind the sofa, seeing the reflection from the mirror across the room. The sight of the two of you, so closely connected, so lost in each other, brought a new flush to his cheeks, but his eyes shone with an emotion that was deep and raw.

"Fuck," Chan breathed out, his voice catching as your movements brought him higher. “Need more, please,” he whined, needily moving his hips. “Go rough on me, please.”

Your heart pounded with desire at his plea, and you responded by increasing the intensity of your movements. Chan's moans grew louder, filling the room with the sound of his pleasure. When his moans reached a fever pitch, you decided to change positions. Gently, you lifted him off your lap, only to flip him around, settling him back onto you so he was facing the mirror on the closet. The new angle made him gasp, his eyes widening as he saw the full reflection of his own pleasure. 

You wrapped one arm around his waist to steady him, your other hand coming up to cover his mouth, muffling his loud moans. "Shh," you whispered in his ear, your breath hot against his skin. "We don't want everyone to hear us."

The sensation of being silenced, coupled with the sight of himself in the mirror, seemed to drive Chan wild. His eyes locked onto yours in the reflection, his pupils dilated with lust. He started moving again, his hips grinding against you with a desperate urgency.

"Look at how beautiful you are," you murmured against his ear, your voice a low growl. "Look at how perfect we are together."

Chan's muffled moans vibrated against your palm, his body shivering with the intensity of the sensations. You kept your rhythm steady; each thrust hitting deeper, more precise, driving both of you closer to the edge. 

Your eyes never left the mirror, watching the way Chan's body responded to your every move. The sight of him, completely undone, his face flushed and eyes filled with raw desire, spurred you on. "You're mine, Chan," you growled, your grip on his waist tightening. "Only mine."

He nodded, his eyes rolling back slightly as another wave of pleasure crashed over him. His body trembled, his muscles tightening around you in a way that sent shivers up your spine. You could feel your own release building, the tension coiling tighter with each thrust.

You thrust harder, each movement pushing him closer to the edge. The mirror reflected the raw intimacy of the moment, your bodies moving in perfect harmony, the connection between you palpable and undeniable.

Chan's eyes were locked onto the mirror, his breath coming in shallow gasps. The sight of you behind him, your hands steady and confident, was overwhelming. His skin was flushed, his lips parted, and the tension in his body was electric. You could see every muscle in his back tense with each thrust, the sight of your reflection in the mirror making the moment even more intense.

"Fuck, Y/n," Chan managed to moan through your hand, his voice barely audible but full of raw emotion. The sight of his flushed face, the way his body moved with yours, was almost too much to handle. You could see the ecstasy building in his eyes, the need, the desire, everything laid bare in the reflection.

"You're close, aren't you?" you whispered in his ear, your voice thick with lust. "I can feel it, Chan. Show me how much you need this."

With another hard thrust, Chan's body tensed, his eyes rolling back as he almost reached the peak of his pleasure. His muffled moans were drowned out by your hand, his body shaking with every wave of ecstasy. You could feel the tightening of his walls around you, the warmth of his climax making you lose control as well.

With a final, powerful thrust, you buried yourself deep inside him, your release hitting you with the force of a tidal wave. Chan's muffled cries of pleasure filled the room, his body convulsing as he followed you over the edge. 

You held him close, both of you riding out the aftershocks of your climax. Slowly, you removed your hand from his mouth, pressing soft kisses along his neck and shoulder. "You did so well," you murmured, your voice filled with tenderness. "So beautiful, so perfect."

Chan turned his head slightly, his eyes meeting yours. "You’re amazing.”

You smiled, your heart swelling with love for him. "With you, it’s always perfect," you replied, your hands gently caressing his sides.

The world outside the hotel room was a distant memory, the night in Milan a backdrop to the profound connection you shared with Chan. As he lay in your arms, the city lights twinkling outside the window, you knew that no matter where life took you, moments like these would always bring you back to each other.

-

Later, after you had both cleaned up and settled into the luxurious bed, the quiet intimacy continued to envelop you. Chan's gentle touches and soft murmurs of affection filled the space between you, making even the simplest moments feel special.

"Do you remember our first trip together?" Chan asked, his voice a soft rumble in the darkness.

You smiled, recalling the memory fondly. "Of course I do. How could I forget? It was magical."

"It was," he agreed, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on your arm. "But this... tonight... it's even better."

You turned to face him, your eyes meeting in the dim light. "Why do you say that?"

"Because we're here together," he replied simply, his voice filled with sincerity. "Because every moment with you is better than the last."

Your heart swelled with love for him, and you leaned in to kiss him softly. "I feel the same way," you whispered against his lips. "Every moment with you is a gift."

As he drifted off to sleep in your arms, he knew that no matter what challenges or adventures lay ahead, you would face them together, your love growing stronger with each passing day.

-

The next morning, the soft light of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow over the room. You woke up to the feeling of Chan’s fingers gently tracing patterns on your back, his touch a comforting presence.

“Good morning,” he murmured, his voice still husky with sleep.

“Good morning,” you replied, turning to face him. His eyes were warm and filled with love, and you couldn’t help but smile at the sight.

Chan leaned in, capturing your lips in a slow, tender kiss. “How did you sleep?” he asked when he pulled away.

“Perfectly,” you said, your heart swelling with happiness. “How about you?”

“Best sleep I’ve had in a long time,” he admitted, his smile widening. “Being with you always makes everything better.”

You snuggled closer to him, savoring the peaceful morning. “I feel the same way,” you confessed, feeling a deep sense of contentment.

As the morning progressed, you both took your time getting ready, enjoying the relaxed pace of the day. The streets of Milan called to you, promising new adventures and memories to be made. But no matter what the day held, you knew that the connection you shared with Chan would remain the most beautiful part of your journey together.

-

Walking through the bustling streets of Milan once more, hand in hand with Chan, you felt a profound sense of gratitude for the love and happiness you had found. The city seemed to sparkle with the promise of new experiences, each moment adding to the rich tapestry of your shared life.

Chan squeezed your hand gently, his eyes reflecting the same joy that filled your heart. “Ready for another day of adventures?” he asked, his voice filled with excitement.

“Absolutely,” you replied, smiling up at him. “As long as I’m with you, I’m ready for anything.”

And with that, you both stepped forward, ready to embrace whatever the day had in store, knowing that together, you could conquer the world.

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[yo-ri-su-ki]

Hello! Can you write Dante and the reader eating pizza and talking about about random things on a rainy night, please?

Hi!!! Yes ofc!!! Word count! 1,387

Pizza and rain make a good combo Dante Sparda x gn reader★

An: Hi this one was fun to write, they fall asleep at the end :3

The rain had been falling for hours, turning the streets into glistening rivers of neon reflection. Thunder rolled softly in the distance, more a companion than a threat. Inside Devil May Cry, the mood was lazy, warm, and just a bit greasy, thanks to the pizza box sitting between you and Dante on the old wooden desk. Dante sat back in his chair, boots propped up, a slice of pepperoni pizza dangling from his hand. He was in one of his rare peaceful moods, no demons to chase, no clients yelling about haunted bathrooms or cursed cats.

"You ever think about how weird pineapple on pizza is?" he said between bites, eyes half-lidded but sharp as ever. You smirked, taking a slice for yourself. "It’s not that weird. Sweet and salty is a classic combo. Besides, you’ve eaten demon liver stew before. You don’t get to judge." Dante barked a laugh. "Fair point. That stuff did have a kick though. Missed that part of hell cuisine."

Outside, the rain tapped against the windows, steady and rhythmic. The jukebox in the corner hummed a bluesy tune no one bothered to change. The shop smelled like old wood, motor oil, and oregano. "You know," he said, staring at the ceiling, "sometimes I wonder what it’d be like to live a normal life. Nine to five. Commute. Maybe yell at a printer or two." You raised an eyebrow. "You? Normal? I’d give it a week before you picked a fight with your boss or drove your motorcycle into HR."

He snorted, a slice halfway to his mouth. "Okay, yeah. That sounds about right." A long pause followed. Not awkward, comfortable. You both watched the rain paint lazy streaks down the glass.

"You ever get lonely here?" you asked softly.

Dante glanced over, a shadow of something more serious crossing his features. "Sometimes. But then someone like you shows up, eats my pizza, makes fun of my taste in toppings, and suddenly it's not so bad."

You grinned, nudging his foot off the desk with your own. "You're welcome, demon boy."

"Anytime, pizza thief."

The two of you sat in the glow of flickering neon and shared silence, broken only by laughter, lightning, and the occasional argument about which pizza topping reigned supreme. And in that moment. So far from hell and just close enough to something like peace, everything felt right. The thunder was booming outside, the sound of raindrops hitting the ground and the windows echoed throughout Devil May Cry

Dante barely looked up from his spot on the old, cracked leather couch. “I take it the weather’s my fault again?” You shook your head of and took off your coat and flung it somewhere behind you. “Considering you attract chaos like a magnet, I wouldn’t rule it out.”

you stared at him, Before grabbing another slice. Pepperoni and extra cheese, not your usual pick, but the warmth made your fingers tingle, and the smell made your stomach growl. Outside, the storm picked up pace. Thunder rumbled like a lazy dragon rolling over.

“I missed this,” you said between bites.

Dante leaned back, arms stretched out along the top of the couch. “Rainy nights? Or my charming company?”

You gave him a look. “Both. But mostly the pizza.”

He chuckled, tilting his head just enough to make his silver hair fall into his eyes. “Glad to know where I stand. I might cry later, but it’s fine.”

(You know what else may cry, Dante?)

The room was cozy despite the storm outside. The desk lamp cast a warm yellow glow across the cluttered space, highlighting stacks of old case files, a few forgotten weapons, and a half-drunk bottle of bourbon next to the pizza box. The jukebox played something bluesy in the background. Dante’s taste, obviously.

“Ever think about what you'd be doing if you weren’t slicing demons in half for a living?” you asked, licking cheese off your fingers. Dante snorted. “Probably running a bar somewhere. Or sleeping under a bridge. Hard to say.”

“A bar, huh?” You pictured it. “Let me guess, called ‘Hell’s Happy Hour’?” you both stared at eachother before Dante spoke up. “Not bad,” he said, eyes gleaming. “Two-drink minimum, and your soul’s collateral.”

You both laughed, and the sound mingled with the patter of rain and a low growl of thunder. For a while, you ate in silence, the kind that only existed between two people who didn’t feel the need to fill every moment with noise. The storm outside howled, but inside Devil May Cry, it felt safe.

Dante eventually stood, stretching his arms above his head and letting out a yawn. His red coat draped over the back of a chair, he was in his black shirt and jeans, more relaxed than you'd seen him in weeks.

He walked over to the window, staring out at the rain. “Y’know, I used to hate nights like this. Too many memories. But lately...” He glanced back at you, something softer in his voice. “They’re not so bad.” You joined him at the window, watching cars leave streaks of light as they passed. The world looked far away from in here...like you were inside some old noir movie, the kind with cigarette smoke and secrets whispered over whiskey.

“You’ve got a good thing going,” you said quietly.

Dante didn’t reply right away. He just nodded, tapping his fingers against the windowsill. “It’s a weird life. But sometimes... sometimes it feels almost normal. When there’s pizza. And company.”

You leaned your shoulder into his just slightly. “Yeah. Almost.” He turned toward you, his smirk more genuine than usual. “You sticking around tonight? Couch is open. You can fight Lady for it later.”

“Only if you let me pick the movie this time.” Dante groaned dramatically. “No more rom-coms. I’m begging you.”

You grinned. “No promises.”

The storm raged on, but inside, there was laughter, warmth, and leftover pizza. Maybe the world was a mess outside those doors, but in here, it was just two people, a good slice, and a devil who knew how to make the rain feel like music.

The pizza box was half-empty, tilted sideways on the desk next to a pair of empty beer bottles and the remnants of laughter. The rain had softened into a steady rhythm, like a lullaby tapped out by gentle fingers against the windows. The air inside Devil May Cry felt heavier now, not in a bad way. Just… slow. Safe.

Dante slumped back into the couch, one arm hanging loosely over the edge, the other tucked behind his head. His eyes were half-lidded, the usual fire in them dimmed down to glowing embers.

You kicked off your shoes and claimed the far end of the couch, legs curled under you, a blanket you’d found half-folded in the corner now draped over your lap. The movie flickered on the dusty TV. A cheesy action film with too many explosions and not enough plot, but it barely mattered. “I told you this movie was garbage,” you muttered through a yawn. Dante made a vague grunt, not even opening his eyes. “Exactly why it’s perfect. No thinking required.”

The two of you sat like that for a while watching, not watching, listening to the movie and the rain and each other’s breathing. Your head slowly tilted, muscles relaxing. Every sound blurred together into something soft. The storm outside had become white noise, and your eyes fluttered shut before you could even catch it happening. You barely noticed when Dante shifted. At some point, you leaned sideways, and your shoulder bumped his. Instead of moving away, he tilted just slightly toward you, letting you rest against him. You weren’t sure if he noticed...or if he was asleep himself. But you felt his warmth, the quiet rhythm of his breathing, steady like a heartbeat.

The last thing you heard was his voice, barely more than a mumble

“…Glad you’re here.”

Maybe you replied. Maybe you didn’t. It didn’t matter. The couch creaked softly under your weight, the storm whispered on, and the night wrapped itself around you both like a blanket. No demons. No chaos. No past to run from or future to chase. Just you, Dante, and a quiet night in the one place where everything finally felt still.

An: I must confess that I feel like a monster (don't hate me because I reuse the same borders, I don't wanna look for new ones)

Made by @yo-ri-su-ki, do not copy or translate my work! Reposts and likes appreciated!!

[calqlate]

crackfic idea: sylus x reader mafia boss au but it uses all the cliché wattpad tropes used in every chapter. i'm talking about 365 days level. yanno, those plot highlights written by middle school girls who thrive off werewolf/vampire fics and books. but ofc it's a crackfic, so it's not 100% frfr and one scene in the fic would go something like this (more utc):

sylus leaned against the doorframe, broad frame blocking the doorway. his lips were quirked up into a smirk as he crossed his arms across his chest before he proceeded to say the following line:

"are you lost, baby girl?"

silence followed. you could practically hear the awkward cricket chirping sound effect in the background. you could only stare at the silver-haired man, jaw slackened in disbelief at what he had just said.

sylus' brow twitched as he broke character, raising a hand up and running it down his face as a disgruntled sigh left his mouth, "i knew following the twins' advice would be terrible."

[spiceofvy]

Hi! Can I please request relationship headcanons for BTS members with a non celebrity, female reader? Thank you ❤️

BTS - Dating a non celebrity

a/n: omg this is my first time writing about the vocal line, so i'm kinda nervous right now, but also i really like how this turned out, so i hope you enjoy it too! also i'm super sorry but i totally forgot that you asked for a fem!reader. the headcanons honestly wouldn't have been any different except for me using gendered language anyway. so i hope you still like it!

cws: sfw, gender neutral reader, fluff, nothing to note here tbh, except for one (1) slightly sexual line (hoseok ofc)

Seokjin: No matter how many prizes he wins, how much the newspapers praise him, at the end of the day the only compliments that matter to him are those coming from you. He wants to hear how much you love his voice, how good he looked, how amazed you were by his performance. He's only satisfied with his work when you declare how utterly and irrevocably in love you are with him. But don't worry, he will return all this love whenever he can, calling you the cutest nicknames, cooking for you whenever you want and believe me when I tell you that this man will show you off to everyone. He wants everyone to know how amazing you are and that you are his to love.

Hoseok: Hoseok sees his main goal in being your boyfriend and an idol in being able to spoil you rotten. Shirts from his favorite designers, tailored jeans to make sure that you legs always look perfect, the most expensive shoes you've ever worn. What's the point in being rich if he doesn't spend the money on you? And you really can't get him to stop, even if you make more money than him. He will still feel the need to spoil you. And of course drown you in compliments. Tracing his hands over your body as you try on some tight clothes, making sure they highlight all his favorite parts of you. Just to rip those clothes off of you at home later.

Yoongi: I know it's a cliche, but he writes love songs about you. And sad songs when he misses you on tour. And happy songs when he sees you sleep on the couch on the studio, feeling completely at peace with him. He just writes a lot of songs about you. You are his inspiration and his muse. Many of those songs never get released, they stay between the two of you, shared during emotional moments, followed by soft talking and sweet kisses. You are also Holly's co-parent. And in almost every photo Yoongi has in his Holly-Journal. He doesn't mind keeping you away from the public, unless it's about the basketball games he gets invited to, especially if you also love the game. He is pretty sad about not being able to also share this passion of his with you.

Namjoon: He is obsessed with your normal day to day life. Which he honestly misses a lot. Please tell him about your run to the grocery store, how overrun the subway was, the cute dog you saw today. He loves to hear about it all and will never get tired of hearing you talk about your day. He sometimes just wants to take you on walks through the city, but due to his popularity it's really hard. So he just schedules those walks to the night, when it's raining and the streets are empty. He also low key posts you on his insta. He is the king of soft launching. There are your shoes in the background, two bowls of food on the table, a sweater he's never seen wearing before on the couch, a shadow in the mirror in the background. It's his favorite little game, how well he can hide you in open sight.

Jimin: You are his number one tripod for his content. He 100 percent trusts you vision when it comes to filming his dance videos or taking his photos. Even if you have no former experience in those areas. He also takes you everywhere! This man is absolutely shameless in taking you to work with him. He doesn't even care if his explanations, why he needs you at set with him all the time are not making sense. He introduced you at one photoshoot first as his personal assistant in addition to his actual assistant, later as his translator the shooting was in korea so no need for a translator and his emotional support human okay this was probably a joke on his side. No one ever dares to object anyways. Including those times when he uses his times with highly ranked stylists to get you set up with some pretty new clothes instead of preparing for his upcoming comeback.

Taehyung: He is in desperate need for a calm spot of comfort in his life and you are that to him. Far away from all the hectic that comes with being an Idol you are his home and the place where he can 100 percent be himself. After a long day he loves nothing more than to fall onto the couch next to you and hug you tightly until he falls asleep. As you talk about your day, petting his soft hair. When he can't come home to you, he calls you in the evening when he is in bed at some hotel on the other side of the world. Just needing to hear your voice to finally calm his mind. Additionally Yeontan loves you almost as much as he loves Tae so you are the perfect dog sitter, and yes this includes managing the scheduled facetimes between the two of them when Tae is on tour.

Jungkook: Please note that he will kick you out of whatever room he wants to stream in, when he streams. Your shared apartment? No it's his personal filming studio and you live in it. I hope you are good at turning off cameras without being visible on them, because that is your job whenever he falls asleep on the camera. But all jokes aside he is always so excited to come to you after streams, asking if you watched it. You didn't need to, because you could hear him in the next room over, but just say yes, because he loooves you validation. "Did you like that photoshoot I did? What do you think about my dancing in that tiktok? Did I sound good during that performances?" It's almost as bad as Jin but Jungkook pairs it with his huge pretty puppy eyes, tearing into your soul. Also, he will tease you with his song lyrics, especially the spicy ones. Just to get really flustered by your answer afterwards.

[judilyart]

Can you make a post about how you choose colors plz ? I'm really curious about your process

this is such a difficult question to answer bc really the way i approach colors is mostly reliant on what I find interesting and I do struggle with them, but i'll try my best to answer!

before I even start working on my piece, I like to gather a bunch of refs and think about the vibe I want to achieve since colors and values change the piece drastically. personally, I like to play around with purple a lot so usually I start with a light purple for the undertone/sky background color and I find that it helps a lot to work above that rather than the white of the canvas, it also helps me bring purple back into the shadows! I think my "secret" to why my paintings are so colorful is that I start by blocking in as many colors/shapes as I can using a brush with the color dynamics setting on, I find that it creates a good base fast without having to manually pick every single hue by hand. It's also important to try many different palettes and not be scared of scrapping something and repainting from scratch bc that's how you're able to tell what works and what doesn't! it also creates many ugly stages lol but here's a few screenshots from my process video of Under The Peach Tree as an example of how many times I repainted it

I like to keep in mind what the highlight color will be, for example in this painting I went for a skintone that's closer to the colors of the peaches and the little blanket bc that will tie everything together and make the character feel like they belong in the environment. it's similar in other cases too, for example if the grass is more cool toned then I'd go for some red pink flowers. there's a tool in photoshop that's called selective color which I use a lot as well as curves or color balance, they're all used to adjust the colors that you already have like if I feel that the yellow is not quite right then I try to change it up through those tools and see what's better. it's really a lot of trial and error and just trying things out and seeing what you end up liking, it also ofc comes with practice and learning compositional values.

I hope this helps 💗 I do upload my process on my patreon, and I've been planning a video specifically on how I paint skin since it's an interesting topic!

[allfrogsmatter]

2, 15, and 17 if you'd like to!

yayyy!! thank you!! this might be an essay but uh.. i'm having fun writing it so!

2. how would you describe your style?

hmmm this is a tough one.. i think my style heavily depends on the story i’m telling and the characters it revolves around, but right now for sure i’d say moody and a bit dramatic (mostly in terms of color and lighting).

i’ve always leaned towards high contrast and over saturated colors (esp. for this story) and find myself constantly juggling contrast, exposure, and color mixing. i tend to take my screenies quite saturated and dark, then i realize when editing and have to go lighten and desaturate, but then i add in highlights and shadows to really up the dramatic visuals and end up coming away with something quite orange and quite bold (i’m still trying to find that balance somewhere).

but i do love this question because my style now is so completely different than for the hayes legacy! i think that one i tried to make my preset (editing preset since i had no reshade and limited skills) rather light and a bit faded to give both a sort of ethereal quality and the image of age so it would feel a bit more like stepping into the past without removing color entirely (because i do love to play with color). i think especially in the 1940s i was starting to try and incorporate more of those technicolor vibes using bright reds and teals and yellows that very much say midcentury to me, whereas in wasteland babes i’m much more drawn to darker, harsher colors to really ground scenes in reality.

15. who is your current favorite sim that is not by you?

can i do one for every simblr i follow? LMAO everyone on here is so talented and make their characters so endearing ❤️ i also draw a lot out of other peoples' characters to inspire my own (plagiarism???) so i really tend to love characters that are super complex and layered (and SO MANY of you guys' are!)

but anyway i will always have a soft spot for eli from @alxandergoth’s occult legacy (charlie too ofc). but eli really sparked my excitement in reimagining wasteland babes in a modern setting because underneath the surface he is actually very similar to reed. reed is definitely a lot messier and has a very different temperament, but when it comes down to core issues, they protect themselves in similar ways. I think they also share a naivety (as teens) that they can have things both ways - they can have what they want but also keep up the mask they've been wearing, but neither realizes how that hurts people around them. (i could write an essay about how charlie and eli have inspired the modern versions of reed and jerry but that shall wait...)

i also have a MASSIVE soft spot for atlas by @elderwisp (team pisces!) I just love how messy and complicated he is, and how he makes horrible decisions but we still love him. there's something about a really profoundly complex character that just snatches my heart and the more we learn about his background the more i want to pinch his cheeks. i also find a lot of inspiration for reed and jerry in atlas (for reasons that shall be revealed). for one, reed and atlas both have complicated family dynamics. like atlas, reed has a very tense relationship with one parent that tends to really drive his feelings of inadequacy and shame, and though we haven't seen too much of it yet i think atlas's relationship with frances has helped me deepen the dynamics between reed and gene!

a few more characters i loved so much they inspired aspects of my characters -

ida by @caramellles has given me so much inspiration for chiquita as she gets a bit older and less naive

eden by @deykxn and kian by @lupuspluvio - two very different sims with very different stories, but they both in their own ways made me realize i really want to explore a trans character and their story, so that is a sidequest i'm incorporating (expect it in 1-5 business years - i already have the character mostly fleshed out, they just don't come into play until... uh... 2021 in my story)

ash from @duusheen has inspired a lot of aspects of jen's personality! they're both pretty girls who pretend not to care when they do and watching ash soften to pandora (a couple times) has helped me really dig into jen's more personal side!

and characters i love for the sake of them being really amazing characters:

EVERYONE by @aheathen-conceivably but ESPECIALLY Jo. Alexis could teach a masterclass on writing complicated characters we're mad at but love to death

ellie by @cupofcarolina a SWEETIE!! i feel like we are all collectively her aunties and uncles and want nothing but the best for her

lennon from @simswoon !!!! again i LOVE me a messy sim and seeing her story come around to where she is now, a mother of THREE!!! has been so lovely!! (also the aesthetics of lennon’s gen are so stunning to me all the time i love how much it feels like her)

17. do you talk about sims with people in real life?

yes and no... i mention it sometimes, but there's no one in my life who really cares to hear about all my characters and lore or the characters and lore from stories i'm obsessed with so at times i feel very lonely in my obsession (queue excessive rambling on simblr SJSJS)

apologies for the obsessive tagging! i just want to give credit where credit is due because i constantly marvel at how many amazing sims cross my dash every day

[heluvschibi]

Just like the stars

Idol!Felix x female reader.

[edited 5/23]

Des:A camping trip. A camping trip with an idol, well friends ofc. When Felix asked you on a camping trip (date) you obviously had to say yes you haven't seen him in a long time! But when the tranquility of the night hit Felix like a truck carrying "confession" well...

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Y/N's POV

Wasn't I just in bed, watching Marvel superheroes save the day? But now, here I am in a car, singing with Felix. What song? "Perfect Night" by LE SSERAFIM.

"I got all I need, you know nothing else can beat,The way that I feel when I'm dancing with my girls,Perfect energy, yeah, we're flawless, yeah, we're free,There's no better feeling in the whole wide world."

We sang together, him outshining me, no surprise, given I've never had vocal training.

"Felix, I'm really excited," I smiled at him, watching as he navigated the empty road, LE SSERAFIM still playing in the background.

He chuckled. "Well, I've been wanting to go camping, and I finally got some break time."

"Why didn't you invite any of the other members? Doesn't Lee Know enjoy camping? Or your Aussie brother?" I asked, my gaze drifting to the captivating ocean blue outside my window.

"Lee Know hyung said he wanted to spend time with his real cats… and Bang Chan hyung—I didn't ask," he shrugged, his hand briefly touching my thigh. I turned to look at him, met by his soft smile. "And I missed you the most…"

My cheeks warmed at his touch, his hand slowly leaving my leg as I continued to stare in shock.

"Take a picture; it'll last longer," he teased. I playfully hit his shoulder and let out a giggle.

"Go flirt with STAYs!" I rolled my eyes. He burst out laughing. I huffed and turned to the window, mumbling to myself.

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We arrived at the campsite, and I was insisting about helping to pitch the tent, but Felix kept playfully dismissing my offers.

As night descended, the stars began to dot the sky like Felix's freckles, and we lit a fire, settling around its warm glow.

"S'mores!" Felix exclaimed, emerging from the tent with a bag of marshmallows, graham crackers, and chocolate. "S'mores will be the highlight of this trip!"

He sat beside me, tearing open the bag and playfully thrusting a marshmallow towards me, which I eagerly accepted. "Thanks, Lix," I said, my words muffled by the sweet treat. He handed me a metal rod, skewered with a marshmallow, and I held it over the fire, watching it toast to perfection.

The gentle crackling of the flames and the distant chirps of crickets only added to the ambiance. Once my marshmallow was perfectly golden, I assembled my s'more. "Yum! Felix, we should definitely make camping a regular thing," I said, turning to him with a contented smile.

His laughter filled the air. "What?" I asked, a playful pout forming on my lips.

"C'mere…" He beckoned, and as I leaned in, he tenderly wiped a smudge of marshmallow from my lip, then tasted it off his thumb. "Tasty indeed!"

My face flushed with warmth, much like earlier in the car, and he caught my flustered expression, chuckling. "Ooh, you're blushing," Felix teased. I frowned and gave his shoulder a light punch. "You're so cute!" he exclaimed, then pinched my cheeks affectionately. It reminded me of a grandma, so I obviously teased him back...serves him right.

"I should start calling you Halmeoni," I retorted with a smirk.

His hands retracted as he feigned offense, turning away and crossing his arms with an exaggerated huff.

"Oh, come on, Lixie… I'm sorry," I pleaded, placing a hand on his arm. He remained turned away, prompting me to whine. "Fine, I won't call you Halmeoni anymore!" "Promise?" he asked, his voice softening as he peeked back at me. I extended my pinkie. "I pinkie promise." His smile returned, and he faced me fully, our pinkies intertwining in a silent vow.

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Felix's POV

After we finished with the s'mores, I tidied up. Stepping out of the tent, I found her sitting serenely in a chair, eyes closed, lost in the moment. I chuckled softly and took my place beside her, letting the gentle lapping of the lake's waves and the soothing crackle of the fire envelop us.

I love you…

"What?" Her voice was a whisper, her eyes meeting mine with a tender curiosity. "Did you say that, or am I imagining things?" The tranquility shattered, replaced by a sudden, icy dread. Had my thoughts slipped out loud?

"Hehe… what? 'I love you'?" I tried to deflect with a raised eyebrow, suggesting she was hearing things.

She giggled, a soft tap on my shoulder. "Felix, I know you said it." My laughter joined hers, a bit too forcefully, as I rubbed my hands together for warmth.

"N-no, why would I ever say that… t-to you especially! That's just crazy…" The words tumbled out, unbidden, and her expression morphed into one of confusion and hurt.

"Oh…" She bit her lip, turning away. "Yeah, why would you ever say that to me… it's just crazy." her voice breaking a little.

A frown creased my brow. I reached out, but she stood abruptly, stretching. "It's getting late… I'm going to sleep—" "Wait!"

She didn't face me, a classic move to hide her emotions. "Y/n, I didn't mean it like that," I said, standing to close the distance between us. I turned her gently to face me, her eyes downcast, arms wrapped protectively around herself. "I was the one who said 'I love you.'" My thumbs caressed her cheeks, lifting her gaze to meet mine. A single tear traced her cheek, and I caught it, my heart aching. "Please, don't cry," I whispered, pulling her into an embrace, one hand cradling her head, the other securing her close. "I love you, Y/n." As we parted, I searched her eyes for permission. "May I?" At her subtle nod, I leaned in, and our lips met in a tender, lingering kiss...

-A heart from Lixie

have a good day/afternoon/night!!!-Chibi