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Beskar Doll - Ch. 41: Mindflayer

Gideon tries to see what he can learn from you. A continuation of Beskar Doll ch. 1-40 found on Tumblr here.

Pairing: The Mandalorian/Din Djarin x Female Reader

Warnings:Description of past torture; pregnancy. No use of Y/N. Minors DNI 18+ only.

Length: 4.8k

You’d been interrogated before but you’d never been given new clothes to do it in.

A stormtrooper came to your cell a while after you got there - or so you thought, anyway. It’s not like you had a way to measure the passage of time. He gave you simple pants and a t-shirt. The fabric was thin - not that Imps cared much for comfort but if this is what they were leaving you with, you were going to have a cold last few days - and had places for sensors to be attached. You didn’t think you wanted to know what that was for.

“Get changed,” the trooper ordered, watching you.

“Not with you here,” you snapped. He stepped toward you and you stood your ground. “The deal was to hand myself over. I did that. Gideon never said I couldn’t kill whoever I wanted once I was here. Want to test me?”

The stormtrooper watched you for a moment before turning and leaving your cell. You obediently got changed, neatly folding up your dress and leaving it on the cold metal bunk.

The trooper returned, this time with three others. Apparently they didn’t trust you to not try to fight your way out of this. As if you’d be quite that reckless. You’d never make it off the ship alive and there was no point in risking Gideon’s ire against Din and Grogu for nothing more than a quick death.

They cuffed you and brought you to an office, which made you frown. You hadn’t expected that. A trooper pushed you down into a chair opposite an open desk, leaving you cuffed, before stepping back. You sat there silently, awkwardly, waiting. The stars outside the viewer were still. At least you knew you weren’t going anywhere.

After a few minutes, a door to the left of the desk hissed open and a woman in an Imperial officer’s uniform strode in, scrolling through something on a data pad before taking a seat behind the desk. She looked you up and down for a moment before turning to the stormtroopers.

“Leave us,” she said, her voice slightly higher than you were expecting. You heard the troopers obey, keeping your eyes on the woman behind the desk, sizing her up. Once the troopers were gone, she turned her attention back to you. “How were your accommodations? Comfortable?”

You waited a second, trying to not look surprised.

“As comfortable as a prison cell can be,” you replied, keeping your tone nonchalant.

“Good,” she said, making a note on the data pad. “Good. We don’t want you uncomfortable…”

“Don’t you?” You asked, cocking your head at her.

“No,” she said simply. “This doesn’t need to be nearly as complicated as you seem to think. There’s no need for you to be uncomfortable, no need for you to be in a prison cell. There’s no need for us to hold you forever…” She looked down at the data pad. “You’re hard to track - having your chain code wiped from all systems will do that - but it seems that you haven’t been to Naboo in quite some time. I imagine you’d like to return, wouldn’t you, My Lady?”

You scoffed. She frowned.

“No desire to go home?” She asked.

“No, I would love to go back to Naboo,” you said. There was no point in lying about something so trivial. “But you using my title as though you respect me…”

“Oh but I do,” she put one hand over the other on the desk, her elbows set wide apart as she leaned toward you. “You’ve been an area of interest for me. For quite a while, really, but especially since Moff Gideon discovered that you were indeed alive and that it wasn’t all conjecture. I respect you very much.”

“Funny way of showing it,” you nodded to the cuffs.

She smiled.

“Consider them a sign of that respect,” she said, sitting up straight again. “I know better than to believe I could win in a one-on-one fight with you without some kind of advantage. But I didn’t want troopers in here disrupting our conversation with their incessant questions and demands. They’re fine for muscle but anything greater than that…” she shrugged. “Useless.”

“Not sure it can be a conversation when one of us is a prisoner,” you replied.

“You’re not a prisoner,” she said, smiling slightly at you. “At least, not really. You can leave whenever you’d like, as long as you tell us what we’d like to know.”

“As long as I betray everything I ever fought for you mean,” you replied.

“The war is over, My Lady,” she said. “Surely the secrets you carry can’t be that valuable to your friends in the New Republic…”

“It’s apparently valuable to you,” you shrugged. “That’s reason enough to keep them secret.”

She smiled wryly for a moment before consulting the data pad again. She looked back up at you.

“It would appear that you’re the last of your family name,” she said, her eyes searching your own. “That’s a shame, the history your family has on Naboo… Your great great grandmother was a queen, wasn’t she?”

“Not sure why that matters,” you narrowed your eyes.

“Just wanted to make sure you understand what’s on the table for you now,” she said. “Your life, the legacy of one of the great houses of Naboo, a chance to go back to the Mandalorian and his child…”

Your eyes opened wider at the mention of them but you forced yourself to hold back. She caught it, though.

“Gideon did say that’s what got you here,” she said. “Trading for their lives, their freedom. You must care about them a lot to be willing to give up so much…”

You just shrugged but she smiled. She knew she had you. For the first time since you’d gotten here, you were nervous. This woman was more competent than you expected from an Imperial remnant. Outlasting her would be difficult.

She folded her arms on the desk again.

“Where are the Rebel bases of operations?” She asked, her voice kind.

“Yavin 4 and Hoth,” you replied.

She smiled.

“The ones we don’t know about,” she said.

You shrugged.

She sighed and continued.

“The Rebellion information smuggling network was clearly immense,” she said. “How many others like there were you?”

You just looked at her.

“How did you integrate spies into the Imperial system?”

Silence.

“How did you move information undetected?”

You crossed your arms and relaxed into the chair as much as you could.

“You don’t need to protect this information anymore,” she said. “The New Republic… they abandoned you, didn’t they? Asked you to give up your entire life. Your friends, your family, your home. Everything you knew, all because of what they asked you to do for them. Are you really going to let them do it again?”

You stayed silent. She sighed heavily.

“This isn’t what I wanted to do,” she stood and pushed a button on her desk, summoning the stormtroopers again. “I’d hoped you would cooperate. Your skill at interrogation is all but legend here, I’d so wanted to see what you could teach me.”

She looked to the troopers.

“Medical first,” she said. “I want full readouts before we begin. Don’t want to risk pushing her too far and losing her too soon.”

A stormtrooper grabbed your arm and pulled you to your feet before bringing you across the ship to the medical bay.

It was oddly familiar - though you supposed medical bays couldn’t be that different from ship to ship. The troopers left you cuffed on the table and the doctor examined you, doing multiple scans, collecting readings. Something seemed to interest him but you weren’t about to ask what. He went to the communicator and called for Gideon and Synd - a name you didn’t know but guessed belonged to the woman who’d sent you here. They both arrived before too long and the doctor showed them something on a readout that you couldn’t see.

“That does change things,” Synd nodded slowly. “If we limited the physical… Assuming you think that’s worth it.”

“Oh, it is,” Gideon looked at you from over the top of a console, an almost disturbing smile on his face. “With just a little patience, we’ll have enough leverage that we can take whatever we want. We have alternatives to try in the mean time.”

You tried to pretend like you weren’t interested. It could be a manipulation tactic - though that seemed a bit more doubtful because of the doctor’s involvement. But you weren’t about to give them the satisfaction of falling for it. Or give them any indication that they had something they could use against you.

The woman - Synd - looked to the troopers again.

“Take her to intelligence,” she said. They looked at each other for a moment. She sighed. “Was I unclear?”

“Not interrogation?” The trooper nearest you asked.

“Did I say interrogation?” She stepped closer and the trooper stepped back. He was afraid of her. “Take her to intelligence. I’ll be in shortly.”

They pulled you off the exam table and led you to a different part of the ship again, into a sterile looking room with control panels and displays curving along one edge of it, a chair facing them in the middle. They sat you in the chair and uncuffed you. They strapped your wrists to the arms of the chair before attaching your ankles as well. You frowned. This was a different contraption than what was usually used during interrogation, at least for anything they used their droids for. What the fuck was this?

You weren’t sure how long you sat, in silence, before Synd came in, two men behind her. Their uniforms were different from hers, science officers by the looks of them. They took positions behind the control panel. The chair you were in rose off the ground until you were at eye level with Synd who was smiling as she approached you.

“Do you know what this is?” She asked. Her voice was still kind, like she was talking to the child of a friend, offering the opportunity to learn.

“I’m not familiar with the gadgets Imperials use because they’re incapable of doing the job themselves,” you replied.

“It’s a mindflayer,” she smiled, ignoring you. Your stomach dropped. “Do you know anything about those?”

“I know they don’t exist,” your eyes narrowed.

“Oh, but they do,” she said. “They’re so useful. They’re just… less targeted than traditional interrogation techniques. I prefer pulling information from my contacts the old fashioned way before confirming it with the mindflayer once I know what I’m looking for and how to find it. But we’re going to do things a bit differently with you.”

“Oh really?” You asked, brows raised. “And why’s that? Know your techniques are lacking and won’t work?”

“That was a concern,” she nodded. “There’s something about breaking a fellow interrogator… You, I expect, would be a particular challenge. But no, we’re starting here with you for another reason.”

You smirked.

“I’m guessing you’re keeping that reason to yourself?” You asked. She just looked smug. “You just don’t want to look weak, you don’t want me to know that you’ve failed. Start with your other method just to have a fighting chance…”

She ignored you, going to a control panel and manipulating it for a moment. A reading of your medical scan appeared on a screen that took up the full back wall. The statistics were about what you expected - height, weight, age - and notations that you hadn’t seen before but made sense were there, too, like a mention of your spinal implant. But there was something on the diagram that you didn’t recognize. Low on your stomach, around your hips, a marker. You frowned.

“Traditional methods are a little too risky for someone in your condition,” Synd said, watching you for a moment before she smiled a little wider. “Oh, you didn’t know. Well, it is early. Maybe six weeks by the scans?”

Your stomach dropped.

“No…” you shook your head. “No, that’s not…”

“It will take some patience,” she said. “But really, what’s eight months? I imagine you’ll give us anything we want in exchange for your child….”

She was still talking but you couldn’t understand anything she was saying.

It was a lie. It had to be a lie. You’d had a device implanted when you’d become a handmaid, as a safety precaution. You couldn’t be in a situation like this if you couldn’t get pregnant. Couldn’t let a child divert your attention from your job if you didn’t have a child. They were supposed to be effective for the entirety of your life span, unless they were removed or damaged…

But it could have been damaged on Tatooine, when the syndicate had you. They’d flayed your stomach, near where the device was. It could have been rendered useless. And it’s not like you’d been taking any other precautions, you’d never even discussed it. Din hadn’t had a real relationship before, he seemed to trust you to handle this and you thought you had it under control. You’d never heard of a device failing, it hadn’t even been on your radar. And now…

“You can still tell us everything we want to know,” Synd was still talking, standing close to you now. You tried to focus. “We’ll let you go, you can leave here unharmed, go back to the Mandalorian. I imagine it’s his, isn’t it? That you managed to work your way under all that armor?”

Eight months was a long time. You could come up with a plan in eight months. Something that would keep Din and Grogu and the child inside you safe that wouldn’t require surrendering to the Empire…

She sighed.

“Well, for now, at least, you can rest easy,” she said. “We won’t do anything that would harm it. Or you. Physically, at least. I imagine the child of a handmaid of Naboo and the Mandalorian could be a valuable bargaining chip in many places. We wouldn’t want to risk it. No, instead I’ll see what we can take from here.”

She ran one long, tapered finger from the peak of your forehead down to your temple, her skin lightly grazing yours.

The men from behind the panel stepped forward and started connecting the clothes you’d been given to sensors before adding nodes to different points on your head and the top of your spine. They both returned to their respective consoles, Synd staying close to you.

“Do you know what a mindflayer does?” She asked, her tone upbeat and oddly cheerful.

“Can’t say I’ve had the pleasure,” you replied. “Of course, I never needed to use something like this. I never had a problem earning cooperation the old fashioned way…”

“Yes, you were notoriously effective,” she smiled. “But imagine how effective you could be if you could pick through someone’s mind? See their thoughts?

“That’s what we can do with this. We can break your brain apart, pull out memories and thoughts piece by piece, see what you see, hear what you hear. We can manipulate it, shift your mind into the places we want it to go, rework your head so it suits our needs…” she sighed, wistful. “Imagine the possibilities with a mind like yours, so full of secrets…”

You hoped the tactics you’d learned to withstand more standard methods of torture would be effective here, too. You started trying to segment your mind, shift the secrets in close to the core of your head, where they’d have to drill deep to find them, where you wouldn’t accidentally call them to mind. Things about the rebellion and the New Republic, about Sosha, about Din and Grogu and where they were now. All tucked away, buried deep.

“Let’s begin.”

It was an odd sensation, at first. There was twinge - almost like a headache but closer to the sharp pang when you bumped your head on a door on the Crest. Harsh but fading quickly. You were vaguely aware of there being something else in your mind with you. It wasn’t all that different from when Grogu was there, when you reached out to connect with him, but this felt artificial, the essence of it off and wrong.

“Where are the old Rebel bases of operation?” Synd asked. “Specifically any that could still be operational?”

Crait jumped to mind immediately but you covered it, the memory of the first time Din had really touched you. Being outside the Crest, waiting for him to come back, the thrumming pressure of the storm as it rolled in.

It was almost like you were there. The water on your skin was cool, a stark contrast to the warm air that surrounded you. It was mostly dark, the open gate of the Crest the only source of light beyond the fading sun on the horizon and the flashes of lightning that periodically lit up the world around you as bright as day.

You stood, arms outstretched, soaking up every drop of rain you could reach. It smelled fresh and clean, the lightning so bright that it broke through your eyelids. Your stomach hurt with hunger but you didn’t care, too happy to feel rain on your skin again. It had been so long since you’d felt the rain…

Din’s hand closed around your wrist and pulled.

“Move!”

You didn’t have a chance to try to fight him on it, he dragged you harshly before throwing you down and covering your body with his own. Maker, his body… Heavy, strong. The way you knew he fit inside of you…

How could you know that? You’d never touched him, not before right now.

It didn’t make sense.

Lightning flashed and the thunder was instantaneous so loud it made your ears ring. He was on top of you, brushing water out of your eyes.

Your ears were ringing so loud you couldn’t make out what he was saying at first.

“The Rebel bases of operations,” He said. “Where are they?”

You blinked at him, rain falling off his helmet and onto your skin. His question didn’t make sense.

“You can trust me,” he said. “You trust me. Just tell me…”

You didn’t trust him, a man with no real identity. What was there to trust in a man like that? He pressed his forehead to yours. It didn’t feel right, it wasn’t as cool as you thought it should be…

“No!”

You pushed back on it and suddenly you were back in the room, bound to the chair, head achy.

“Impressive,” Synd smiled. “Took you a few hours to find your way out of that one.”

A few hours? That didn’t make sense, it felt like it had been minutes, just minutes…

“Maybe if we prompt her with an image of a planet we suspect,” one of the guides suggested.

You scrambled to focus on something else, anything else…

“Where are the Rebel bases of operations?” She said again and there was the sudden pang as the mindflayer pushed into your thoughts again.

Tatooine, this time. You were fighting the syndicate, trying to provide cover as Grogu’s pod flitted toward the Mandalorian. Your heart was pounding, hands were on you… You didn’t want to be here.

The environment changed. It was sharp, sudden. You were in your old bedroom. It was dark outside. Your hands were on Din’s helmet, you’d tried to tell him he didn’t need to, that this wasn’t necessary, but he resisted.

“Want you this way.”

You lifted the helmet up and off. It was too dark to make out his features but you could see small signs of him in the shadows. The shape of his nose, the plushness of his lips, the curve of his jaw. You kissed him, your arms going around his neck, and he pulled your naked body against his own.

He felt so good like this, where you could reach all of his skin. He walked you back, toward your bed, and you could feel so much of him on you. You wanted to let him consume you, swallow you whole, the fiery need inside threatening to devour you if he didn’t.

He was kissing you, touching you, fingers pressing into you and your body was getting tight and hot with it.

“Can I touch you?” You managed.

“I’m yours, Cyare,” he said softly. “You can touch me wherever you want.”

You touched his face - hesitant at first and then hungry. You needed this, needed to memorize him and hold him close…

But you’d touched him like this before. You could feel that you had, that the planes of his face were familiar and beloved.

But you’d never touched his face before. You’d never asked, never felt like you had the right, how could you know how he felt…

“No!” You shoved the almost plasticky feeling tendril out of your mind so hard it made your head spin. “That’s mine, you can’t have it…”

You felt like you’d been running for hours and hours. Your body was covered in a layer of sweat, the clothes they’d given you clinging to your skin. There was an ache that ran through you and it ran deep, past your flesh and into your nerves. You were out of breath.

“We didn’t even get a chance to integrate the question that time,” one of the men looked and Synd. “She’s pushing us out too fast…”

She looked at you, her eyes narrowed.

“Bring in Gideon,” she said.

You wanted to tell her no, beg. Instead, you went limp in the chair, trying to let the tension in your muscles find its way out. You had no way to tell how long you’d been here, if the two times you’d shoved them back from your mind the only two or if they were the only two you could remember.

Synd brought up sensor readings from the different points attached to you, nodding slowly. She reached into a panel and pulled out a bottle, bringing it over to you and holding it to your lips.

“Drink.”

You glared at her.

“There’s nothing wrong with it,” she said, holding it out. You just pressed your lips tighter. She sighed, taking a sip herself before putting it against your mouth. “There. See? It’s safe. Drink.”

You obeyed, your mouth so dry it felt like it was full of sand. She smiled a little as you downed almost the entire bottle of water in just a few moments.

“Good,” she said. “We want to keep you healthy…”

You sat there, limp in the chair, staring into space, trying to not think about anything. Your brain felt sore, as though it was a muscle you pushed a little too hard in training. You needed to rest it.

Before too long - you thought, anyway - Gideon came in. Synd went and spoke to him in hushed tones. He just nodded for a moment before responding.

“We’re going to move on,” Gideon said. “Try a different question. How were you integrated into the Rebellion spy network?”

The artificial feeling seeped into you again and it was like you were falling down, down, down, threatening to be swallowed up.

You were on the moon you didn’t know with Sosha. It was just the two of you, in matching handmaid clothes. The air was thin. You felt perpetually short of breath, forcing yourself to take in air slowly so you didn’t hyperventilate and suffocate yourself.

“I think their ship is still functional,” you said. It took so much effort to talk.

“I can’t even get ours to draw enough power to do an emergency communication,” Sosha said. “We have to take theirs, it’s the only chance we have…”

Time skipped. You were sealed into the Imperial ship, at least enough running that you could breathe properly. It was a relief, taking a lungful of air and having it work, to not feel like you were going to choke on it. The Imperial officer who had pursued you was on the ship with you, bound on the floor and Sosha couldn’t get the launch sequence to initiate.

“I need a code,” she said, voice oddly calm. “There’s a code to access anything besides temporary life support systems…”

You looked down at the officer.

“What’s the code?” You asked.

“Not telling you,” he spat.

“Tell me,” you went onto one knee beside him and took his hair in your fist, forcing him to look at you. “Or I’ll kill you.”

“Lieutenant Drym,” he said. “Operating number LRM-73.”

“Dank farrik,” you muttered, dropping his hair and going and standing by Sosha. She looked up at you, lowering her voice.

“We’ve got life support for an hour without that code,” she said. “I can try to see what I can bypass in the meantime but…”

You nodded once. You had to get the code out of him.

You went and knelt beside him again, pulling him up so he was seated, leaning back against the wall of the ship.

“I don’t want to hurt you, Lieutenant,” you said. “Cooperate and I’ll take you with us. You’ll be treated fairly…”

“Lieutenant Drym. Operating number LRM-73.”

You tried to talk to him for as long as you could afford but you were getting desperate and he knew it. You opened your knife and pushed it slowly into his thigh, trying not to vomit. He screamed.

“I need the code, Lieutenant,” you said. You sounded so much calmer than you felt. You were using the voice that Sosha used when she was on the throne, one that all the handmaids could mimic perfectly. It was firm, unaffected, commanded respect. “Or I will keep hurting you.”

“Lieutenant Drym. Operating number LRM-73.”

You twisted the knife and waited.

“Lieutenant Drym. Operating number LRM-73.”

You did it again and again, finding new places to hurt him, new ways to try to make him surrender to you.

His breaths were coming faster now, panting and closing his eyes. You patted his face sharply.

“Have to stay awake, Lieutenant,” you said, voice still calm. You pulled the knife out. He’d lost so much blood. “Stay awake, tell me what I want to know and this will be over.”

“Lieutenant Drym. Operating number LRM-73.”

You took the knife and pushed it slowly between his lower ribs on his left side. You clamped the hand not holding the knife over his mouth so he couldn’t scream and find release there, forcing him to absorb it all as the blade pushed into his lung. He was gasping for breath against your skin, the weapon shredding him as it did. It took you almost a minute to sink the knife fully into him.

“I need the code, Lieutenant,” you said. You freed his mouth and held his face gently in your hand, his eyes finding yours. They were pleading, begging for an end. “I can help you. I want to make this easier, I want to help you. You just have to let me. Just give me the code, that’s all I need, just the code…”

“6 Lambda 9 9 F K T Omega 7,” he panted it. “Please…”

You looked to Sosha who entered the code. The ship powered on.

“I need one more thing,” Sosha looked over to you. “The channels you used to integrate into the rebellion.”

“What?” You frowned. That didn’t make sense. Sosha knew everything, she was really the only person who knew everything.

“Just tell her,” Drym was panting on the ground. “Please, don’t have done this to me for nothing, please…”

You looked back and forth between the two of them. You were covered in his blood, dripping in it.

“This isn’t right,” you shook your head. “That’s not how it happened…”

There was something off in your mind. You picked at it, pushed at it, shoved it back until you were back in the room, strapped to the chair. Gideon was talking but not to you.

“Surrender the child,” he said, his back to you. “And we’ll return her to you…”

“No!” You shrieked, straining against the bonds. “We had a fucking deal!”

“I told you I wouldn’t hunt them, handmaid,” Gideon said, voice raised. “If he comes to me, that’s hardly hunting, is it?”

“Don’t listen!” You weren’t sure if he was recording, if he was talking to him live the same way he’d talked to you. “Don’t do it!”

One of the men from behind the console appeared next do you, pressing a needle into your arm. You were barely aware of it before you passed out.

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scoonsalicious · 5 months

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Mother Pookie has fed her kitties well🩷🩷. There’s so many emotions idk which one i should talk about first?😭😂

BUT DANG chap 2.2 is just HOT

I am actually speechless😂 I have nothing to say except I am satisfied.

ITS SO GOOD OMG POOKIE? WHAT R U DOING TO ME? WHATT?!!😫😫

Lemme say, It didn’t take me long to hate Lilian. Like I swear, the moment she fucking said that Major looks like a SKANK gurl, fuck u.

My first impression on Major was like how Bucky saw her, a hot pretty dame that made me giggle like a teenager, making heart eyes and singing the whole world to my dick (if i have a dick)

And then throughout the chp, oh my goodness, I would’ve slap Leah the moment she starts bitching up. Major has a dang ass patience. I couldn’t.

THE THINGS I WOULD DO TO VOTE FOR BUCKYBABY TO BREAK HER HEART IN THE WORST WAY POSSIBLE (so far she’s 35% in my ‘dead’ list, better fix ur attitude if u don wanna end up like cunthage — ITS JUST BEEN 2 CHP?!)

Lindsay rubs the ick on me more than Jade (ofc Jade is worse but she dead now) but cuntly is so so so so so so so so so irritating. The absolute pick me, so called ‘one of the guys’. Ew. Even half of the team is irked by her attitude. That just says a lot.

Glad that our queen Major put her in her place. She needs more. Like, absolute humiliation (disclaimer: i dont support bullying but LILIAN FUCKING NEEDS IT)

And can we appreciate Wanda simping over Thor?😂 (you are not alone, i also dream of licking his abs — mhmmm)

Bucky and Major are purrrfect for each other. Its giving love at first sight 👀. Bucky simps hard. Like so hard. I can wait for more Bucky X Major scene (fluff,sexay — mayyybeeeee angst? i just love hurt myself)

Also, iMajor and Tony r absolutely gonna be ‘rich business badass besties’ and then them + Sam (Wanda and Nat at the back) roasting Leah. Oh what a beautiful dream~

Anyways, beautiful beautiful writing indeed. Waiting to see Bucky sexay POV next😂 Unleash the power of your blue balls. Also I can’t wait to read what your master brain had planned🌚. Love you Pookie🩷🩷🩷

PS// these past few days I was scrolling tumblr, searching for new Bucky fics/updates and honestly… I MISSED YOUU!!! I CANNOT STRESSED THAT ENOUGH!!! 😭 seeing your username the first thing when i opened tumblr made my night! i was planning on listening to songs, dwelling on my loneliness and delulu but LOOK AT ME NOW, ITS 4AM GOSH. THANK U POOKIE LOVE U HAVE A GREAT DAY

POOKIE! <3

Actual footage of me coming up to love on your comments:

I'm so glad people are enjoying 2.2! I gotta be real, I usually don't get hot and bothered when it comes time write smut, but that section? Whoa, boy... that section had me like:

(Yes, this is my second favorite gif of all time, and I will use Blanche to express my hot and bothered-ness whenever I can, lol)

I gotta tell you right now, the phrase "making heart eyes and singing the whole world to my dick (if i have a dick)" is now the highlight of my week, so I thank you for this. It's pure literary magic <3

Major is used to taking shit from peons; she was a woman in the military, after all, lol, which is why she's able to not let Lily phase her too much. Her patience will be tested, though. Where Cunthrage was just flat out unhinged, Lizard is more... selfishly insidious? Just, you know, she's not going to be kidnapping people and snapping their arms or murderously rampaging through Hydra bases or anything. (The stakes here are much, much lower, lol. Which, I guess, is going to prep us for Unbroken, where the stakes will be... Thanos-sized, lol.) I think what makes Lily feel worse, to me, is that she's far more realistic than Jade was. Like, I know girls like Lily irl; thankfully, never met a Jade (phew!). Much like Killgrave, to me, is the scariest Marvel villain, because I've encountered so many men like him in the real world.

The things I dream of doing to Thor would probably get me put on a list if he was a real person and not a fictional character, lol. Unless I'm doing AUs, I tend to stick with canon-pairings, but there is something about the idea of Wanda/Thor that I currently find very appealing, so hopefully, we will see something happen between the two of them. I think they would be adorable. And for some reason known only to my maker, I love making Wanda a little bit horny, lol. In fact, an earlier draft of Unwanted had Pocket referring to her as the Sokovian Horndog after she made some comments about Bucky's body, lol.

Is it weird that I don't plan on having Tony be too involved in this fic, because I feel like giving him a friendship with Major is like him cheating on his friendship with Pocket? That makes no sense whatsoever, lol, but I'm so protective of my girl. I'm like "Yeah, Major, I'll let you fuck Pocket's boyfriend, Bucky, but YOU CANNOT BE FRIENDS WITH HER PSUEDO-BROTHER TONY BECAUSE HE IS HERS!"

Bucky's got some sexy POV in the next sextion (see what I did there? lol) but there's going to be so much more smut in this one than Unwanted. It just feels right, lol.

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hi, your edit for wandee goodday is cool https://www.tumblr.com/spicyvampire/750559639385587712?source=share

would you please make a tutorials for those gifs?

Hi anon sorry for the long wait for this, unfortunately the more I looked at my psds for this gifset the more things I saw that just aren't like basic gifing knowledge. I simply did not know where to start. Anyways I tried to go and find the tutorials that helped me when I was just learning those techniques or wtv inspired me to use them instead, because they are all very details and explain way better than I could, along the way I'll give you a few tips to make your life easier

My very first tip would be to not do all those things at the same time, learn one technique at a time please, for your own sanity

Everything else under keep reading

STEP 0 : basic gifs

You need to have basic gifmaking knowledge, if you don't here's a good tutorial that pretty much touch everything

Gifmaking for beginners by hayaosmiyazaki

gif sizes and sharpening for tumblr by anya-chalotra

Here's a few tips for when you are about to start :

You need to have an idea of what you want to do before you start cutting anything aka

what's the theme of the gifset : that will help you separate how many concepts you gonna have because of that theme

once you have the concept : how many gifs are necessary to get the concept across and what lines from the show are you gonna use, how would you write those lines and your own comments to be as clear as possible (I advises test them by sending them to friends when you are done before publishing)

what is the layout of each gif gonna look like, do you need to search (pixabay or vectorstock) for some shapes in png

Once you have like most of that, you can start choosing scenes and cutting but not before because trust me you gonna over work if you don't do this

Example : So my theme was Yak being a green flag, I have 6 big gifs and 9 concepts, I fit a lot of those concepts together, but in total I have base 23 gifs

It is important that every gifs of a concept that is gonna end on the same background gif have the same amount of frames as the big gif

Make, color and save each gifs individually, so if you fuck up, you can always just go get your base gif again, name them in relationship of the final gif

Example : the final gif is named green1 so every gif in there are named green1,1 - green1,2 - green1,3

Please for the love of god, name and/or give numbers to everything and make groups in the PSD! You won't be able to find yourself in this mess if you don't do this : To make groups you can either, select what you want to group -> CTRL + G or select what you want to group -> right click -> Group from layers

You need to be able to manipulate colors, to enhance them, change them and neutralize them

becca’s mega coloring tutorial by nataliescatorccio

This was done with Step 4 of Becca's tutorial, because the colors of the scene was easy to manipulate

the beginner's guide to channel mixer by audrey-plaza

gradient map + gradient fill by ruanbaijie

This was done by making the gif as neutral as possible with channel mixer and then putting a gradient fill on because I was lazy, gradient fill is a mix of step 3 of becca's tutorial and hanyi's gradient fill, I usually do that when I can't just manipulate the colors the gif already has easily

STEP 2 : clipping mask

The easiest way to me to have a bunch of other gifs on a bigger gif in any kinda shapes to me is clipping

clipping mask + layer mask by usergif

Tips :

Start by making your shape on the background gif to know so you can play with the layout of everything and see what looks good before adding any gif

When you make shapes (in my case a rectangle) in photoshop it tells you the height and the width of the shape, so when you are gonna clip your gif to that shape, I suggest cropping it in your base gif around like 30px more than what those are before you duplicate it in your big gif, that helps to have room to move your duplicated gif around when you are done clipping it to the shape

When you are done cropping the gif you gonna clip into the shape, convert to smart -> dupplicate in your big gif -> clip to shape

Example : the rectangle is around 150px width and 240px (or something), my duplicated gif was cut 180px 270px (or something) just so i can be free to move it when it's clipped

The yellow and green sticking out of the shapes are drop shadow added for drama and the tape is literally just searching for a tape png I put on it

STEP 3 : layout from scratch

The 3rd gif layout was made from scratch because I only had 3 gifs for that idea, and also I didn't want to look like the others so the gifset wouldn't be too one tone because I'm genuinely mentally ill

layouts from scratch by eddiediaaz

tutorial: using layer masks to format multiple gifs by yuutta

I used the 2nd tutorial like word of word and it gave me this

STEP 4 : fonts and other minor stuff

gradient text by anya-chalotra

I'm only gonna explain the GREEN FLAGS text because all the other colored texts are just a variation of that without the outline and with a different font, Gradient text tutorial says it all, here are my settings for this gifset

Kate's quick textstyles tutorial by aubrey-plaza

I use the technique on Gif 3 from step 4 and on (minus the outer glow) of Kate's tutorial, and made the stroke layer italic to make the outline of GREEN FLAGS

In the end, the layers are stacked like this

Now for the rest there isn't really any tutorial but here goes nothing

For the white text, I just put enough drop shadow for everything to be easy enough to read, for that I play with the opacity of the layer

And the little white lines are made with the line tool, to make the line continues just hold shift while you are making them

I hope all of this made sense, my biggest tip for all of this is literally to play with every setting until you find something your eyes tell you looks good, If you need more advice on something in particular feel free to send another ask

#ask #photoshop

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Hi I'm a dev that has moved around a lot, I've not spent more than 2 years on a project and after working at a failed start up, I am struggling to find employment and I really don't understand why. I know I can do the jobs that I am applying for and would be able to add value to teams and projects. I'm not sure what more I can do to make myself employable. I'm beginning to worry that I've been tarred with a certain brush because I've readily left studios to pursue other opportunities.

In my experience, if you are finding yourself stalled in the job search and you feel your sample size is sufficient, it is time to examine the evidence and decide whether you need to adjust your strategy. The hiring process is fairly boilerplate.

Submit your resume/CV and cover letter if you have one

Phone/Video Conference Interview

Technical or skills take-home test

On-site or Video Conference Interview

Job Offer

As you pass each step, you proceed to the next. If a job seeker cannot expect to advance to a particular step regularly, it likely means that the previous step needs some work. Many new to the industry don't get callbacks because their CVs aren't properly tailored to the job they hope to get. Others have difficulty with interviews thanks to nerves. The important thing is to identify what step you're having trouble with and focus on improving it. I noticed that I would often make it to the take-home test part of any candidacy, but would most often get the rejection or radio silence after completing the test. I then started doing review passes on my own work and asking others I trusted to help review my work before submitting my exams, and that significantly improved my overall advancement to the on-site interview stage. Practicing interviews with others or getting someone to review your resume may help things advance.

Finding a job has an element of luck involved - there's your skills, there's what the employer is looking for, and there's the timing window where both of you line up and find each other within that window. Sometimes a job opportunity just isn't the right fit for you. We can't really control those. What we can control, however, is minimizing any unforced errors we might make so that we don't sabotage ourselves when the opportunity presents itself. We do this by identifying our weak points in the hiring process and focus on improving them. We can use our overall job-hunting process results as a metric for evaluating our progress.

[Join us on Discord] and/or [Support us on Patreon]

Got a burning question you want answered?

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#job hunting advice #getting a job in the game industry

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Welcome to Aurora Bay, Jennifer Wake! I couldn't help but notice you look an awful lot like Hunter Schafer. You must be the twenty-five year old filmmaker / Hidden Gems Thrift Shop attendant. Word is you're positive but can also be a bit unsophisticated and your favorite song is As The World Falls Down by David Bowie. I also heard you'll be staying in Fisher's Cove. I'm sure you'll love it! @aurorabayaesthetic

Basics -

Full name: Jennifer Jasmine Wake

Nickname/s: Jenny, Jen

Preferred name/s: Jenny, Jennifer

Gender: Woman

Pronouns: She/her

Age: Twenty-five

Birthday: September 14th

Zodiac: Virgo

Sexuality: Queer (doesn't vibe with using more of a label)

Relationship status: Single

Occupation: Filmmaker & Attendant at Hidden Gems Thrift Shop

Backstory -

Jenny grew up in Augusta, Kentucky, on a decently sized farm with her parents, her maternal grandparents, an aunt and an uncle, and a bunch of cousins, too.

Her father grew up in a small town not so dissimilar to Augusta, though for almost his entire adult life, he had frequently been travelling the states with his work as a set painter - there wasn't too much work in such small places.

While her mother was a psychiatrist who worked a stable job in Augusta, Jenny's father continued to travel with his job. Unless Jenny had school obligations, or even if her mother couldn't join them, Jenny would always accompany her father on such journeys.

Jenny loved seeing the world. While the entire family loved Augusta and their small farm, they all had the same travel bug; they often scheduled holidays around Jenny’s father’s work, and sometimes travelled outside of work obligations, too.

Her father got inspiration for his work through his travels, and as Jenny got older, so did she. It started with inspiration for drawings, then later comics, plays after that, and finally, films.

Jenny was always drawn to films; she had always been obsessed with media, but films in particular happened to be her favourite. It only made sense that she figured out her ambition to become a filmmaker so early in life.

Throughout her travels - though also at home, too - Jenny began creating her own films. Of course, their quality wasn’t the best in her early tests, but the charm was always there. Her passion only grew the more she created, as did her skill.

By the time Jenny graduated high school, she had one short film premiere at a film festival outside of Augusta, and by twenty-five, she had two more short films show in film festivals. It was still clear that she was still establishing herself and her work, but she had incredible promise.

At twenty-five, Jenny began to grow restless of the farm. Despite her many travels - both with her family and without them, once she got old enough - she had never moved out of home, but she was beginning to believe that she needed to spend time elsewhere, both for more inspiration, and better locations.

So without hesitation, Jenny packed her bags, and she made her way to Aurora Bay.

Personality & more -

While it may sound quite random to make the move from Augusta to Aurora Bay, Jenny had visited the beach town multiple times before, which was one reason that led to her decision; she actually moved in with a paternal uncle - a fisherman in Fisher’s Cove - though she plans on finding her own place soon!

Jenny is a bit of a nerd, to put it simply. Not only is she a major film buff, but she loves books, comics, table top rpgs, and honestly? She’s probably roleplayed on tumblr before.

She spent a lot of time on the internet growing up - she still does to a certain extent. The internet helped her find comfort in her own identity (as it was much easier to start going by Jennifer online with strangers than it was in person) though with that being said, she did transition socially and physically beginning as a tween!

She’s an incredibly bubbly person, though she can be awkward at times, and needs to recharge with alone / quiet time quite frequently.

#aurorabay.intro #intro

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yk i’ve always wanted to do something like this on tumblr,,,in addition w me being extremely fixated to where I have a lot of ideas I wanna infodump about

ULTIMATE FIDGET & DIGIT HEADCANON SHEET LETS GOOO

•••

Overall Info

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They were both created by Penny, but not just to be extra defensive weapons for W.O.M.P. ; if anything, Penny found it to be a good excuse to add some extra members to the family.

They’re the twins of the family!! (Fidget only being 30 minutes younger technically due to the early testing & waking was done on Digit first)

(Speaking of, once they were tested in a small room for their first 1 on 1 meeting, Fidget introduced himself to Digit using morse code..he was still very unsure which language was his default)

Although they have the data to know every language, some of their mains are as listed: English, Español, Français, Sign language, Morse code, and Binary code.

(They like to scare Nozzaire sometimes with them knowing french)

Aside from most of their traits being taken off by Gadget, they both have they’re own unique personalities that bounce off of each other naturally.

This was given to them via a unique AI chip she created personally; making the robots being able to feel. One chip has much more intense power than the other, making them individual.

She also downloaded them with as much old & recent info she could by the time they were fresh, giving them a mouthful of knowledge all ranging from history to pop culture; a century full at best.

Because of this, they have the mentality of 20 year olds (Ranging from 20 to 25) having them act reasonable when needed, and a little immature when overwhelmed.

Both robots are agender!!

Digit believes since they’re not human they aren’t as deserving of being put under a specific umbrella; even with pronouns given to them.

Fidget also feels they don’t fit under certain categories, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t embrace it. If anything, he’s the most to experiment with different clothing whenever given the chance.

(Attack Of The Killer Bee’s & Help Wanted are good examples)

(This one’s kinda webcomicy implied but idc i’m impatient)

(Don’t mind how it’s mEssy as well)

From the beginning to the end of GATG, their skeleton has been updated CONSTANTLY for some sort of improvement. With extra tweaking being done as well from another character (wink wink), this is what their functions look on the inside for now.

The main middle surface has been heavily influenced from “The Ultimate Weapon”, where the aftermath has left Digit overwhelmed with a system like that overall, while Fidget still thought it was extremely stimulating.

(Digit still finds Fidget really gross for liking to eat)

To replace the stomach, a little storage cabinet was built inside Digit for a much comfortable fit; in addition giving him more room to collect random objects.

Fidget on the other hand got a whole update to the first stomach model; it now consisted of an elastic bag filled with much stronger acid, stronger than a humans at least (Battery acid). The size of it has increased as well, a request from Fidget really so he can spend more time stuffing himself without feeling discomfort.

Cushions are for extra defense around their gadgets & differentiating middle areas.

(The cushions and middle hatches both have separate openings, meaning the cushions can act like “skin” whenever it’s only the hatches open)

(Fidget enjoys having his stomach rubbed because of this)

(It’s also better defense for Digit overall if the cushions so happened to break if the evidence is spiked. 2 layers is honestly like a backup for him)

The smaller storage unit was implemented from “Claw’s Collection”, basically a little area where the gadgetinis can store small objects such as magnets or chip pieces.

The Danger sensor evolved more into a heart chip for them, taken from “No Such Thing As Ghosts”, usually from it intensifying whenever the both of them stumble upon something “frightening” & what not.

The speakers are a way the gadgetinis are able to take in and hear information: from them being hunks of metal to begin with, they don’t exactly have proper ear drums..Fidget experiences a lot of distortion from one of his speakers being loose though.

The Poison/Gad identifier & AI chip’s are just fun additions!! The chips giving the gadgetinis more “realistic” interactions, and the identifier making it more easy to see if something’s been spiked or if the air was being poisoned.

(At least thats a easy way 2 make sure their stoves don’t explode)

They’re body parts consist out of heavy metal, and water proof wire coating. This makes them both bullet proof indestructible to water..they still don’t dare to breathe water in due to the risk of their circuiting inside.

But even with these in mind, they’re still at huge risk if they ever get electrocuted, or overheat. They’re circulating can easily go haywire, and have them be broken for a good while.

They both weight 300 pounds respectively (Fidget only weighing 35 more) from all of the wiring & metal connected,,no way would they weight lightly.

(No way IN HELL am I listing off all of their gadgets,,,they showcase a new one every episode & that’s a whole different list on its own. I can say though all the main apartment’s are in they’re arms, legs, hat, and middle)

•••

Digit

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To start off, he focuses more on the role of being a robot more intensely than his brother.

Maybe a little too much as well..he’s extremely insecure when it comes to failure or flaws within his work or actions overall.

(He’s the type to sit and ponder on situations that don’t go as good as he hoped; not reacting as intense physically, but would probably stay quiet for a good couple of days until he feel the needs to vent.)

It’s a main reason why he bickers about Fidget & his “human” feelings, a self indulgent problem.

He bases his whole personality off of being servile, so showing or feeling genuine emotion has him think he’s imperfect in some way; easily beating himself over it.

(He’s probably envied another robot & their strengths before.)

Him overthinking about it in general also has him thinking it’s something he shouldn’t be doing, so he usually masks it with a nonchalant, strict, or sarcastic attitude.

With these attitudes he’s started to like the feeling of being praised more often, but he never gets selfish about it..he just gloats a lot.

Even with this in mind, he’s still extremely loyal whenever it comes to anyone in his family.

He cares for all of them an overwhelming amount, and doesn’t back down on cheering up or caring any of his family members. Seeing them happy always put him in a better mood overall.

If ANY of the Brown/Gadget family was put under any danger, he comes quick to serve to destroy anyone and anything putting them in a terrible position.

This makes him a good parental figure at best, having him watch & look over anybody underage and or untrusting for wanting to do something “dangerous”.

Because he’s quick to serve, he never says no to any request he’s given..professionally/forcefully speaking.

If a dumb enough of a request was given to him he’d probably turn it down (Or if it’s just something he’s unable to do)

Even if he keeps himself together, he can be easily more frightened than Fidget if you time it right. He never admits to it even if someone tells him about it.

This also plays into the fact he’s EXTREMELY sensitive to loud noises. Even if he knows it’s coming, it hits him like a truck with how overpowering the echos are in his ears.

This doesn’t mean he doesn’t enjoy metal/rock all that often..preferably nothing heavy, but still “dark” enough on a pop fan’s ear. This is one of those moments where he excuses how loud the music can be.

He gained a small habit of collecting things from the extra storage compartment, usually being specific items every time he’s off collecting.

This hobby is usually kept private, but he doesn’t mind showing Fidget some of the small trinkets he’s collected & infodump about their differences.

He likes to infodump to Fidget about random stuff overall, he really enjoys seeing him getting as intrigued as he is with his own hobbies & interests.

Digit’s a Aroace Homoplatonic (Or however you’d call a aroace gay person,,)

He never truly understands the appeal of love, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t interested in getting in a platonic relationship of any kind.

In addition to him not feeling “attraction” to anyone feminine, he usually gets more intrigued in a person if they were as professional as him so they have something to bond over.

•••

Fidget

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Fidget on the other hand thrives off of his emotions; he doesn’t think much on profession, & overall he’s just having a fun time!!

It’s strangely beautiful for him to not have anything natural to a human but still feel certain pains, emotions, and strengths as would a human.

He isn’t scared on showing whatever it’s feeling; maybe it being pain, hunger, sadness, excitement, he’s gonna show it one way or another.

He’s also the more dramatic and or teasing character, although it’s all in good fun if he’s poking fun at someone close.

He does get a little insecure about his feelings whenever Digit says something on him being unable to do something, but it’s like a small sting he’d feel for a couple minutes.

He usually processes negative emotions more intensely, making a whole fit during the moment until he eventually gets over it.

This doesn’t mean he isn’t emotional, Fidget is extremely sympathetic & worrisome overall.

Usually his mind goes into areas that’d seem silly to scare himself over, but there are times where he uses those feelings for anything more “heavy”.

His brother is a good example of this, with Fidget feeling terrible over Digit giving himself such a strict mindset for as long as they both could remember.

Speaking of, Digit is a huge role model to Fidget aside from the lieutenant. Most of what he dose he’d always think what Digit would do or say in the situation.

(Mostly it’s just a bunch of funny bits where he’d get reminded of how comedically sarcastic he can be)

This is another reason he feels so awful on him beating on himself over the smallest “flaws”, Fidget doesn’t care how Digit acts because he’s apart of family. No matter how he was he was still going to care for him equally.

He does try & get a little bit out of Digit once in a while, usually starting as a fight & them slowly turning into them both comforting each other.

Fidget is scary good at comforting whenever he isn’t in a panic, maybe it’s just a certain tone he uses, but if he’s trying to cheer someone up their in good hands.

If he is in a panic or rush, it’s gonna be really messy with whatever he says; really it’s him trying to find the right words he can’t see.

(He’s the silly one of the duo! Someone’s gotta do it!)

Fidget’s equally loyal about his family as is Digit, but he dose get a little scared at time of what they may be facing off. Piss him off enough & he’ll get just has defensive IF NOT MORE than his twin.

Even then he’d usually be in the one in the trouble..if he ever needs to save someone outside of the lieutenant or Penny he’s probably getting tricked in some way.

(He’s smart enough to not fully fall into the bait, if anything the idea of someone being used as bait for him makes him mad enough)

Type of guy to enjoy hot temperatures, preferably anything that steams, like a hot towel!

It massages the outer plates of his body, as well making his circits more loose to where he could melt like putty. As he’s said before about steam: “It relaxes him for the whole day” (Help Wanted reference again hi)

Although he enjoys consuming many things, this guys a MAJOR sweet tooth.

Anything sweet, rich, sour, chilled, creamy, milky, choc-y even he easily melts over. He’s the type of guy who could eat a cake whole if he wanted; and given his agility, he very much can.

Because of a specific icon of MAD, he’s got a tad bit of fear for most cats..it melts away once he finds out if a said kitty is nice.

His MAIN fear is anything paranormal

Fidget’s a Pansexual-romantic (or just an asexual pansexual!)

This robot understands love much more than intended, almost anyone appealing enough makes his heart race. But even then if someone outside of his family fed him he’d probably think about that longer than intended..

Even with this being the case, he’s never comfortable with anybody getting close-close with him, he’d be confused either way with him not exactly being equipped for what others find appealing. Just some close cuddling & he’s all good.

•••

don’t mind how this got a lil messy around the end,,,but dAmn was this fun to write

#inspector gadget #gadget and the gadgetinis #gadgetinis #fidget #digit #writing #headcanon #headcanons #infodump #fanart #art #spent like. almost all day writing these but THIS WAS SO FUN #I LOVE WRITIGNV

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my experience learning how to gif:

Yesterday i wanted to do a funney post at 1am and i felt it needed a gif, so i Tried to follow this tutorial which is very well explained (linking if someone else would like to try it out??), but instantly encountered issues like:

not having the correct programs to work with (the video downloader and program to take screencaps. i couldn't manage to download versions for windows (maybe i'm just tech illiterate but it really slowed the process)

my version of PS (portable) is very broken and you can't do anything on it without getting error messages and/or freezing my laptop to death

my laptop is a brick. yes this explains a lot

So, i started with downloading the videos using a firefox addon that only let me get 720p (this explains a lot) (i chose enstars mvs for practicing bc they are readily available in youtube)

Then, i used a website to get the screencaps in .png (i've to test if .jpeg looks better? idk enough about different file types). this website also lets you crop videos and that's what i did in my 2nd try, instead of cropping the frames with ps (which freezes my laptop :) ).

The function in ps that lets you import each file as a layer is broken in my program, so i had to manually import them into my art program of choice (sai), arrange and name them one by one. Save that as .psd and opening it again in ps (this is the most time consuming tedious step EVER).

Once i did all that, making the actual gif wasn't that bad. ps timeline is fairly easy to use. HOWEVER i can't convert all the frames into smart objects (i think you have to do that?) to proceed with the editing/sharpening/coloring part as explained in the tutorial. (i had almost an aneurysm last night bc of this bc i kept getting errors and white frames in between) so the three gifs i did were just unedited.

Things i learned:

More frames -> smoother gifs (fork found in kitchen) i tried to gif something with few frames it ended up super crunchy and impossible to time right

Timing is a pain i just set everything to 0,1 and hope for the best

Sharpening does not work well with 3d models (from the es mvs, i tried editing a single frame to see how it'd look and didn't like it, but i should mess around with it more)

Need better programs and a laptop that won't die on me but i'm not going to become a gifmaker, like i said i just needed a gif for a silly post which i could've easily done online but i didn't want to sleep last night ^-^

I don't quite understand how to size gifs yet and the tumblr requirements for them but that's for another day.

Trying to do it with an online version of "photoshop" to see if i can avoid the errors

?????????

that's all idk why i wrote all this. shu jumpscare:

#i hope this reads like one of those deranged letters you find in horror games #lazutxt

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Gonna analyze the JP rex’s behavior because fuck it

Okay for my first post on Tumblr I decided I’m gonna go on an analysis of Rexy’s behavior during the first Jurassic Park’s breakout scene because why the hell not. Don’t worry I’m a biologist in training, I know what I’m talking about (not really).

Okay, first a dumb nitpick. The iconic scene with the water tremors is... Really not what would happen. The T.rex is big, but not so big to make the ground literally shake. Elephants are well known to sneak up on people with ease and they’re just a bit smaller than a T.rex.

With that out of the way, the actual breakout scene: She rips out the wires, steps out and gives us the money shot with a cool pose and a mighty roar... Except not quite. She first takes a look around, THEN she lets out that iconic roar we all love. If you ask me, I think she’s probably announcing her presence. She’s knowingly leaving her territory and entering an area she doesn’t know, so she checks if that spot is already taken by telling any other potential Tyrannosaurs she’s coming through.

Oh, but then the mayhem starts! Nope, she just... Leaves. There’s no immediate response, so she’s got green light to just explore this new environment. Really, she didn’t actually want anything to do with humans, at most she nudged the car out of curiosity. Everyone would have made it safe and sound...

Until Lex turns the god damn light on. I guess she was trying to catch Alan and Ian’s attention? Which good job girl, you also caught the attention of a 7 ton predator. Way to gp.

So good old Rexy decides to investigate, and curiously she just seems to be generally aware that the light is coming from somewhere around the area since she’s not really looking at the car.

That is until Tim closes the door.

Well kids, you got her full attention now. So she starts inspecting the car. Like, really inspecting it, sniffing it around to try and get a good sense of what this weird, shiny thing is.

And that’s when she sees there’s something inside. I don’t think she fully understands there’s food in there yet, she’s probably still seeing the car as a whole, but there’s definitely something weird about it, so she roars and tries to get a reaction.

Then she sees the kids moving inside, and she nudges the car. That’s when the kids start screaming and moving all erratically, with Tim trying to wrestle the light out of his sister’s hands and screaming at her to turn it off.

Of course Rexy is seeing and hearing all of it, and that’s when she realizes there’s definitely food in there, plus all that sudden movement and screaming must be sending her predatory instincts into overdrive.

And have you ever seen any video or photo of a big cat in a zoo trying to get a treat out of one of those enrichment balls?

Yeah.

Luckily for the kids there’s a thick enough panel of glass between them and those banana sized teeth, so she can’t get them that way. But that’s fine of course, because there’s always plan B. What’s plan B you ask?

Well flip the car over of course. The top of the thing is armored, so maybe its underside will be softer? That’s how a lot of animals work, there’s a reason predators start eating their prey’s guts a lot of the time, so the logic is sound.

She then bites the tire too, I’m guessing out of curiosity or trying to test different spots. Of course the tire gets completely pierced by the teeth, freeing a lot of air... And making noise, which catches Rexy’s attention... And makes her bite it again.

She gets completely side tracked by the tire and starts trying to tear it off, and I honestly think here she’s just playing and has completely forgotten about the snack.

Not that the kids are in any less peril anyways, with an animal the size of an elephant crushing the car they’re currently trapped in with its sheer size alone. Thankfully Alan’s quick thinking and knowledge of animal behavior are here to save the day!

He grabs a flare and lights it on. This catches Rexy’s attention, because new weird sparkly thing. Then, he throws the flare back into the paddock, and Rexy follows it because she really wants to check out what the hell that new weird thing is. That’s it folks, the day is saved!

Right. For some reason, Ian decides to grab another flare and light it up too. This obviously catches Rexy’s attention because hey, another weird sparkly thing! Then Ian starts running with the flare, and throws the flare while running. The thing is, the point of the flare is giving Rexy a new target to check out, but if you start running and screaming then you become a target. A target that acts an awful lot like prey at that.

So Ian runs straight to the toilet for some reason, and Rexy lunges at him, running her head straight into the small hut because let’s be real, that thing wouldn’t be able to withstand a full charge of something that big lol.

Anyways, the whole thing comes crashing down, leaving poor Gennaro exposed. Now something that’s interesting here is that she doesn’t instantly eat him, she actually checks him out at first! She’s actually curious about him, tilting her head like a quizzical dog.

And eats him. So long for the whole “won’t see you if you don’t move” thing I guess.

Fortunately Gennaro being eaten alive gives Grant enough time to get Lex out of the car (which he would have had even if Ian hadn’t tried to be a hero anyways but I digress), but before he can get Tim, Lex screams. This obviously catches Rexy’s attention, who must be having the time of her life with all this stimulation and she comes back to the car.

We get this scene where she’s supposedly not seeing Grant and Lex because they’re not moving, but IIRC the Lost World novel retconned that to her just not being hungry anymore and honestly I’m gonna roll with that because even if she didn’t see them there’s no way she didn’t smell them. I think she just lost interest in humans after eating a goat and a lawyer, especially when she has a much bigger toy right there!

I honestly think she’s not even trying to get Tim out and eat him anymore, the way I see it she’s just playing around with the car, pushing it around and generally just dicking around with it for the hell of it.

Then she pushes it off a magically appearing cliff like your cat knocking over that one glass at the edge of your kitchen table, either because she wants to get rid of the used toy or simply because she thinks it’s funny. Or because Spielberg didn’t tell her there was suddenly a cliff where she had just walked off. Then she gives one final roar to the camera, which is probably just for cinematic effect tbh.

So... Yeah, that’s all. As you can see, one of the best things of the scene is that the T.rex is... Just an animal. It’s not a movie monster going on a rampage, everything it does is completely normal animal behavior. This is big part of what makes the scene just so good and tense. It just feels real, you can actually believe the protagonists are being put in danger by a wild animal. Because, at the end of the day, that’s what dinosaurs are. Just animals.

Unlike mister “wants to watch the world burn” over here.

#jurassic park #jurassic world #tyrannosaurus #t. rex #scene analysis #animal behavior #if i see another person say jurassic park's dinosaurs have always been monsters?#i'm gonna fucking lose it

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lildohnut · 2 years

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squishmoon gif making tips & tricks 🌙

this is a basic tips & tricks post for how I make my gifs. I am sure there are probably easier and better ways to do things, but this is how I have been doing it and I am lazy so I've basically got it down to a few clicks by setting up actions to do most of the work so if that sounds like something you might like - read on!

I use windows and photoshop cc 2022 for making my gifs. I also use caps (captured using potplayer and in jpg format) so once you have your caps ready, just import them into photoshop as normal.

RESIZING YOUR GIFS

the first thing I do when I import my caps is crop it down - and as I said, i'm lazy so I have all of my regular sizes saved so I can just select them. as you can see - they are all +2px larger than the tumblr dimensions and that is because if you ever see that weird little white border you sometimes get when making gifs? if you remove pixels off you won't get that so when cropping it's essential to add some pixels so that you have some to crop off (I hope that makes sense!)

these are my settings for scaling my images down.

MAKING YOUR GIF

as i said, i'm lazy - so once I have cropped my caps to whatever size I want, all I do is click on my action and let it do it's thing. I have it set where it sharpens and converts back to timeline with the 0.05 time delay so you don't have to reopen your gifs in photoshop again and save them.

the two windows that pop up are to allow you to adjust the settings if you wish - if you like it just click ok and it will continue on.

you can download the action pack here (you can just add more actions for resizing to suit your dimensions or do it manually by going to canvas and -2px when you are done making your gif before saving) there are two settings - one for 4k/HD and the other for HD where the sharpening is a little softer.

obviously, the higher quality the source footage, the better your gif looks. i tend to work with 1080p downloads and I rip my own blurays and save them at around 4GB per 40 minute episodes and 12-15GB for films. sometimes more depending on the length of the film.

external hard drives are your friends. if you are going to be giffing stuff often, keep them saved there. I have a ton of externals (which are in dire need of organisation) but it's so much quicker to have stuff at hand than needing to download each time you want to gif.

as for trailers - you get far higher quality using the trailers posted to the apple trailer site than youtube. so check there if you can get it. i use this site to download them and it does make a difference.

SAVING YOUR GIF

it's all down to personal preference what you like - but I use these settings when saving my gifs. you can play around with diffusion, pattern and noise etc to find what you think looks best for you. just remember that your gif must be under 10MB or else it won't upload to tumblr.

EXAMPLES

here are some examples of more gifs made using the sharpen action.

and this is the above moon knight gif, but using the slightly less sharper setting. sometimes it's best to test out both on footage you haven't used before to see which you prefer.

i hope this helped and if you have any questions my askbox is open! a like if you download the action would also be very appreciated.

#photoshop tutorial #gif tutorial #sharpen action #gif action #completeresources #allresources #photoshop help #onlyresources #mine #tutorial #action

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angeli-marco-writes · 3 years

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Loki Laufeyson - The Sweetest of Them All

A/N & WC - The malteasers section is definitely not based on a true story... If you saw this earlier today, no you didn't. Tumblr fucked up. Again. I also couldn't find the original gif from the first upload. I do not own the character of Loki, nor the brands of candy mentioned. 2.7k.

Warnings - Allusions to sex and fade to black scenes with no explicit smut (16+), one mention of vomit, food and alcohol consumption, swearing.

Summary - Once Loki confesses to you he's never tried candy, there's no going back. You aim to change his mind over a picnic with a whole meal of sweets.

“SO... WHAT'S YOUR FAVOURITE CANDY?” you ask your boyfriend Loki, lying back on his ultra king size bed in the middle of his prince’s quarters in the great castle of Asgard.

You’re trying to pass it off as a passing question, a mild inquisition, as you prepare for tomorrow’s picnic. The food is up to you, the destination up to Loki, seeing as he knows Asgard better than you do, the quiet spots in nature to give the two of you some alone time for a date.

“I don’t know,” he says, rolling onto his side to face you. “Green grapes? Pine nuts?”

Your jaw drops open a little, your brows knitting together, “Those aren’t sweets. They’re ingredients in a fruit and nut mix I can get from the Aldi down the road. Seriously, what’s your favourite candy?”

“I just told you,” he deadpans.

“Chocolate? Fruit pastilles? Nothing?” you ask.

“I have no idea what those are.”

“Seriously?”

He holds his hands out, long fingers flexed, palms upwards, a wide smile on his face, “Yes, seriously.”

He looks so endearing when he’s being a sarcastic arsehole with the prettiest grin in the world painted on his pale, sharp features. You can’t help what you do next, rolling over until your legs are caging him in, his thighs trapped between your calves. You both had your heads dangling off the end of the bed, so the second you’re above him, his abs contract beneath your fingers, dancing under his loose shirt to reach the cold flesh beneath. His head lifts, a heavenly smirk that makes you want to do devilish things to him, his arms fly around your waist, his hands tentatively petting before settling on your ass, kneading the flesh softly.

“No Midgardian candy could be as sweet as you are, my love. I’m sure you’d still be the sweetest of them all.”

For some reason, you know he’s not just talking about your kisses. You smirk right back, leaning down to capture his lips teasingly, “Let’s test that theory.”

The sun beams down on the valley Loki’s chosen for you, the grass tender beneath your fingertips. You pray that Loki hasn’t angered Thor today so the blissful, heady summer weather can remain. He summoned a blanket, green with golden embellishments, and laid it down on the ground, his hand slipping in yours as he helped you down. I’d prepared a basket, unbeknownst to him, filled with Midgardian sweets. Late last night, after Loki’s revelation, you bribed Thor with some candy of his own if he went down to earth and got everything on your shopping list. He did not disappoint.

“You look breath-taking beneath the blessing of Sól,” he purrs, tucking your hair behind your ear, leaning in to peck your lips. “If She weren’t a personal friend, I’d think you were the reincarnation of her soul… ethereal.”

You giggle, a foreign sound coming from your mouth, bubbling up your throat and swelling in your chest. “Thank you, handsome.”

“Champagne for the lady?”

How he’s tried champagne but not Midgardian sweets, you're not entirely sure, but you’re certainly not complaining, especially not when he does that special flourish, that distinct Loki-ism, doing an ornate turn of his hand as a half magnum of champagne, sweating delicate, glinting beads of condensation, appears as though summoned from thin air. He follows it with two flutes appearing in his other hand, and with a mere wave, they’re both full. He hands one to you.

“Cheers.”

“Cheers to you.”

Your glasses chink, the bubbles in the glass fizzing away happily, like fairies laughing in the meadow. Trees branch overhead, casting dappled shadows between the golden tones, illuminating the high bone structure of Loki’s pale face. The two of you sip in silence for a short while, listening to the bird snog, gazing out onto the horizon, only the very peak of the Palace visible from behind the hills.

“What food did you bring?”

You arrange the flowing skirt of your dress, and lean to open the basket, revealing an assortment of sweet treats.

“I’m afraid I don’t understand… are these Midgardian delicacies I should be aware of?”

“No, silly,” you lightly smack his arm, tipping the contents out onto the picnic blanket, “not delicacies whatsoever, just earth sweeties.”

His expressive brows arch, rising up his forehead, “This is Midgardian candy? In these…” he sighs exasperatedly, picking up a packet of Skittles, “psychedelic wrappers?”

“Yup,” you giggle, “I thought we could try some.”

He drains his champagne glass until there’s nothing left, only to refill it again, “Lead the way.”

You select something simple to begin with, a bar of dairy milk, splitting open the purple packet and snapping off a piece.

“What is this?”

“Chocolate,” you tell him with a smile, your lower lip drawn between your teeth.

“Well, yes, it says so on this.” He waves the packet around, kissing you while you’re caught off guard. “But what is chocolate?”

“Fundamentally, it’s cacao seeds and milk. It’s sweet and creamy, you’ll love it.”

“Sweet and creamy?” he purrs, his pupils dilating, “we’ll see about that.”

Good grief, this God will be the death of you. As you’re giggling away at his last comment, he plucks the piece of chocolate from your fingers and slips it—somehow sensually—into his mouth. Your knees grow weak as he moans, a low, guttural sound of appreciation you’re only used to hearing in the bedroom. His eyes shutter in bliss, but once he comes around, he gazes at you, dazed.

“Not as delicious as you, but very nearly there. Why don’t we have candy like that here? I’ll have to have some words…”

“Ok, next, I don’t think you’ll like this one as much,” you chuckle, snapping the cap off the tub of Toxic Waste, and peeling open one of the black and shocking yellow packets. “It might be a teensy bit sour.”

His face fills with scepticism, but his trust in you prevails, so with the golden light on his face, he pops the entire sweet into his mouth. You can feel the inside of his mouth corroding from your seat next to him. Even being a God can’t prevent one from the sourness of Toxic Waste, as Thor so found out.

“Fuck me!” he blasphemes.

“I plan on it.”

“That…” he retches. “That is fucking vile. How do you eat these?”

You shrug, “I built up an immunity. I used to buy them on the way home from school with my mates when I was, what, eleven? They get better.”

If looks could kill, you’d be sprawled upon this picnic blanket.

“You might want a drink, though.” He furrows his brows. “The aftertaste is gonna hit in 3, 2, 1.”

“Oh, fuck you!” he shouts playfully, and lunges towards you, trapping you between his arms. “You get to share it.”

His lips attack yours, his tongue sweeping your mouth. You giggle and squeal at the fizzing sensation, the bitterness that invades your senses, but it fades a moment later, and all you can taste is Loki.

Sweat beads on your forehead where you lie, blissed out, drunk on the taste of Loki, sweltering under the heat. Briefly, you wonder if the chocolate has melted, but with Loki sitting there, his face just inches from yours as he extracts Skittles from the packet, examining them, eating them, your worries themselves melt away.

“These are… okay. The texture is mediocre, but they taste like artificial fruit juice.”

“Fair enough,” you say, “Maltesers now. I love these, I ate so many I made myself sick once.”

“Good grief, do you Midgardians have no self restraint?” he errs, his low voice dripping with a sarcastic venom that has your belly fluttering.

“Says you, Mr ‘I can get drunk three nights running because I’m hedonistic’.”

He gestures expectantly with one lithe, white hand, “I’m still awaiting your point?”

You roll your eyes, shaking your head as you fish around for the bag of Maltesers, glaring red and half full of air. “You have to just try one. No explanation.”

“If you say so,” he agrees. Instead of chewing the one you hand him, he just swallows it straight down, not blinking. It takes him a moment of being scrutinised under your gaze for him to cock his head to the side, running fingers through his long locks, “I wasn’t supposed to do that, was I?”

“You’re supposed to chew them, babe,” you laugh, handing him another one.

This time he does bite down, and instantly reaches for another to follow it up.

“That biscuit is weird.”

“That’s because its ninety percent air or something stupid.”

“It’s nice, I’ll be having more of those. Thank you, my darling,” he expresses, and leans down to capture my lips, tasting distinctly of Maltesers. I could get used to that.

“They are rather airy, though…” he says thoughtfully, gazing off into the distance, as though the hills and meadows will donate him the answer.

“They are, quite. In that case, try rock next.”

He rolls his crystalline eyes, leaning back as he shakes his head at you, the highlights of his onyx hair catching in the light to make him seem even godlier than before. “I may be Asgardian, and I know you mortals have bizarre eating habits, but never will you get me to eat rock.”

”No, silly,” you say, pushing up onto your elbows and reaching for the wicker basket. You withdraw a stick of candy in a noisy wrapper, unravelling it to present Loki with it. “It’s a British seaside delicacy, and it’s essentially just pure sugar.” You drop your voice to a deadpan following your elaborate sarcasm.

He takes one end of the rock, slipping it past his lips and between his teeth. The rise and fall of his brows betrays his intentions. You roll your eyes, ripping the wrap off with a great crinkle, and taking the other end in your own mouth. On a silent count of three, you both bite down. Countless different expressions pass over Loki’s face, from delight to disgust, perhaps even dread, but he settles on something more positive.

“Interesting, but perhaps too sweet. Saccharine,” he observes.

“I don’t blame you,” you joke between chomps, “I can feel my teeth rotting.”

We lapse into laughter momentarily, only for Loki to withdraw some more chocolate from the basket, this time an American brand.

“Hershey’s Cookies and Cream… isn’t this Thor’s favourite?”

“Yeah. Sweeter than Cadbury's, but it’s white chocolate so that’s why.”

“What’s the difference between white and chocolate?” he inquires, his head tilted inquisitively to the side, his dark hair brushing his shoulder.

“There’s no cacao beans in it, but slatherings of cocoa butter instead to make it sweeter and smoother.”

He breaks off two pieces, and hands you one, knocking them together gently the way you did with the champagne glasses. “I don’t like it.”

You burst out laughing, clamping a hand over your mouth to prevent an unfortunate accident. “Resolute but ok.”

Squinting his grass-green eyes against the sun, he leans beneath the shade of the tree, and buries his hand in the basket, blindly feeling around until he finds a big packet, and one he seems to like the look of once he withdraws it.

“Wine gums, I want these. Are they real wine?”

He doesn’t hear your answer over his eager opening of the bag, forcing three into his mouth at once. He can take more, but that’s not the point.

“Manners, my prince,” you tease.

“Sorry,” he snorts through a mouthful. “These don’t taste alcoholic.”

“Because they’re not, which you’d have heard if you weren’t so busy being a pig.”

Effortlessly, he wraps one arm around your waist, and lifts you into his lap, encouraging you to tie your legs around his waist. His voice becomes a low rumble you feel deep in your chest as he purrs, “You love how greedy I am, my darling.”

“Fuck,” you whine, “yes I do.”

But instead of kissing your neck like he normally does in situations like these, he shifts your positioning, and looks over your shoulder at the remaining treats and asks, as nonchalantly as ever, realising defiantly but not acknowledging how flustered he’s made you, “What next?”

You sit in the sun, feeling it beat down on your shoulders, feeling Loki’s hair brush your skin while patiently waiting in his lap while he tries the remaining four sweets. He’s not sure about Terry’s Chocolate Orange, even after eating half of one, because the fruit is such a strange contrast with the richness of the chocolate, and says he’ll deliberate later on, once he gets hold of more. He takes an immediate shine to Fruit Pastilles, and decides he wants a lifetime supply, to which you said he’d sell out the earth if he wanted nearly four thousand years worth: he didn’t seem to mind, naturally. He proceeds to compare Caramel to ambrosia of the gods, and asks for a pot of it that he can cover you in later: you’re certainly not complaining. He doesn’t like Love Hearts though, but finds the messages no there very “sentimental.” Had anyone heard him, they’d think he was being an unfeeling arse, but you know better, and know that he’ll take note of them, because he secretly finds them rather cute despite the mortal, base sentimentality of it.

Once you’re done with the taste testing picnic, he summons a crystal bowl filled with freshly picked (and washed) strawberries which he places between the two of you, having just about let you off his lap. You don’t wait to dig in, eager for something healthy after all the sweets you consumed.

It’s nice, like a real, normal picnic, sitting in the middle of a stunning meadow with only rolling hills and emerald green grass for miles, your boyfriend’s arm slung around your waist as you eat delicious, juicy strawberries and sip on expensive champagne. No expectations, just this sweet, blissful moment.

It’s too normal.

“Baby? Can you melt something for me and get a bowl?”

“Why?” he asks in return.

“I want to try something. Trust me,” you implore.

He’s sceptical, but he gets you a bowl, and melts the chocolate, proceeding to sit back on his heels and watch you expectantly as you take a strawberry by the stem, and dip it into the chocolate. You eat that for yourself savouring the explosion of sweetness on all of your taste buds, ricocheting in your brain, and as Loki tickles your ribs, you giggle, and make him one, handing it to him, sitting expectantly.

“I promise it’s lush,” you assure him, keeping your eyes trained on his every reaction.

You’re keenly aware of every twitch of his lips, every miniscule sketch of his brows, every pleasured shutter of his eyes. Chocolate dipped strawberries taste utterly incomparable.

He moans. And it is the most euphoric, erotic sound you’ve possibly ever heard in your entire life.

“I think I just fell in love all over again,” he states in a daze, his eyes unfocused.

“With me?” you ask, hopeful, bashful.

“No. With these chocolate dipped strawberries.”

Yikes. He sees you wince, and reaches his hand out, linking your fingers together.

“And with you. Every time I look at you, every moment I spend with you, I fall in love again and again, harder each time.”

That would be sweet if you couldn’t see his ulterior motive, “And because I give you sweets and have sex with you?”

He pecks your lips, grinning unashamedly in typical Loki fashion, “Yes.”

“You’re a fucking nightmare,” you tell him.

You take his ridiculously well sculpted face in your palms, yanking him in for a bruising kiss, during which you wind your arms around his neck, and fall onto the blanket with him. A moment later he’s rolling on top of you, kissing down your neck, biting on your sweet spot. Your clothes are gone in a second, and Loki’s skilful tongue is tracing a line from your navel up to your throat, before capturing your lips. He pulls away momentarily, breathless, smirking, his raven hair glinting gold under Sól.

“I never had a doubt, my darling, but you are most definitely the sweetest of them all.”

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gloooowingggg · 3 years

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♱💕New Year’s Resolutions💕♱

Hello there everyone! It’s been a while since I made a formal (using the term very loosely, lol) post on this blog! I know it’s cliché, but I wanted to make a list of some New Year’s resolutions to have some extra accountability, because that is always helpful.

I don’t mean to brag or anything, but I actually met every single one of the resolutions I made last year! To provide some encouragement, I’ll list them out here:

1) Read the Bible more often-- I started a reading plan (the M’Cheyne plan, if I remember correctly) at the beginning of 2021. I actually did not finish the plan in one year, but I made it through the entire New Testament, and actually picked up my Bible again following periods of inconsistency.

2) Pray more often-- At the beginning of 2021, I didn’t pray at all. I always felt embarrassed being vulnerable in front of God. I slowly realized that God, in His omnipotence, could actually already see all of the things I was embarrassed about. I started adding a simple prayer to the beginning of my Bible reading time, and asked for more consistency. Now, I pray formally at least three times a day (like writing it down) and basically pray all throughout the day, whenever it comes up.

3) Sharing my faith with others-- I hesitated at first when I said that all of my resolutions were completed, as I have always had a really difficult time with evangelization. I realized, however, that as I grew in my faith, I naturally shared it with others. My friends would come into my room, see my Bible, and ask about my religion and what I was reading. I actually sparked interest in some of them!

4) Eat healthier-- Yes, I know this one is a cliché as well. Through a lot of discipline, though, I cut my sugar consumption in half (or maybe even more than that!).

5) Become stronger-- I’ve always been rather fit, but being a very petite 5′3″ (like my 10 year old cousin’s wrists are bigger than mine), I have always had a difficult time with certain exercises. Through a lot of practice, I can actually do a few *normal* push-ups. It’s slow progress, but progress nonetheless!!

6) Lose extra fat-- Like I mentioned in the food one, I cut my sugar consumption down a lot! Because of it, I lost about 5 pounds. That isn’t a ton of weight, I realize, but I have always been rather thin (size 0), and 5 pounds was all I needed to lose. I feel so toned now!

7) Become flexible-- I have always struggled with flexibility. I was a ballerina for 6 years, but was never able to touch my toes, let alone get anywhere near a split. My whole family always blamed their own lack of flexibility for my issues, and basically told me that I would never be flexible. Through a lot of stretching (and crying!) I can now touch my toes, even if I go a little while without stretching. My knees nearly touch the ground when I do a butterfly stretch now!

Now, on to this year’s resolutions...

1) Complete an entire Bible plan in one year-- I’m using the plan found in the 2022 Prayer Planner by the Daily Grace Co. It’s just a straight-through plan of the Bible. You can probably find one on the YouVersion app that is exactly the same.

2) Journal every single day

3) Publish at least one original post on Tumblr per month-- You guys can keep me accountable on this one 😊

4) Start a faith-based podcast-- I’ve had some ideas for a while, I just need to actually work on them now that college apps are over

5) Lift weights at least 2 times a week-- I used to be in a weight lifting class, but now I’m in one that mostly does body weight exercises. Last year, I had a super strong deadlift (I think it was 170 lbs?), but I’ve totally lost that now

6) Do cardio at least once a week-- my endurance is nonexistent. oops.

7) Complete all assignments the moment I get them. No excuses. Also, study for tests sooner than the night before-- Somehow I’ve managed to get through high school procrastinating like crazy while still maintaining an A+ average. That is not going to fly in college, so I should probably work on that sooner rather than later.

Obviously, all of this is in addition to the stuff I already implemented last year. I learned a lot in the past year about discipline, but also self-love. I was really only able to succeed in my goals this past year because of how open they were. In the past, I have failed with super strict goals because if I missed one day, I would fall off track and never even try again. Keeping things general for a year allowed me to realize that I can always pick myself up again, even if I fail. In the past year, I absolutely went weeks at a time without reading the Bible. And you know what? One day, I just picked it up again and kept reading. Slowly, I became more consistent, and I realized that the quality of my day was a million times better after Bible reading. It does get better.

If you struggle with reaching your goals, as I did, I would recommend being kind to yourself and setting some general goals this year. They won’t work forever, but if you are a perfectionist like me, they are good at teaching you that it is okay to be inconsistently consistent, because building habits takes time. I’m now at a place where I can set daily goals and feel confident that I won’t completely abandon them, even if I have a rough stretch.

I hope everyone grows closer to God in the coming year. Have a blessed 2022, and remember that every moment of it belongs to Him!

#new year #resolution #Christian #christian girl #Christianity #goal #productivity #aesthetic #levelup #level up #jesusiseverything #jesus #God

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askagamedev · 2 years

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This is a few years old maybe, but what's with builder games (or level design tools)? I'm not a game designer and the community content shows that most of the audience isn't, either.

You are quite correct - there's usually maybe only ~20% of players who ever try making anything in a maker-type game at all, and less than 5% actually continue to engage with the tools and create content for others to play with. "Most of the audience" definitely qualifies as not really engaging with the tools.

However...

The number of creators who engage in content creation, however small relative to the total number of players they may be, is probably still going to dwarf the size of the game's entire development team several times over. If you consider a game like Mario Maker might sell 500,000 copies. If even 1% of that player base regularly creates content, that's 5,000 level designers with a broad variety of ideas and interests working on content for players to play. 5,000 people is going to be at least one, probably two orders of magnitude greater than the number of designers on the dev team for a maker game.

Further, these amateur designers also aren't constrained by the same set of rules we are - it's ok if their levels are unintuitive, super difficult to complete, don't have a solid throughline, are off-the-wall wacky, auto-play themselves, or are just strange. These kind of levels are something that the pros don't really get the opportunity to build at work, but we very much appreciate when the community builds them.

I've said before that games get more hours of play testing within the first day of launch than they do during their entire development periods. This applies to user generated content too. Unless the game flops horribly, the player base will always dwarf the size of the dev team many times over.

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Chrollo, Hisoka, and Illumi Headcanons

Chrollo, Hisoka, Illumi, and Leorio headcanons

Hello, anon! I am so sorry for taking longer than usual to respond to this post. I have been so busy with A LOT lately but I have time now! I don’t know if you want N/SFW, romantic or non so I’ll go based on what comes to mind! I know many Tumblr users have made these types of assumptions for them a lot but I wanted to join in. I started writing this last night so forgive me if there are any unbearable grammar errors. I hope you like it anon, I tried my best. I have to work on my headcanons for them because I try to keep them in character. Since we don’t have much background info on ⅔, I have to keep it as realistic as possible. FYI N/SFW content is mentioned.

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Let’s start with Chrollo.

Chrollo (SFW)

I’ve seen on here that a lot of you headcanon Chrollo to be an understanding man when it comes to feelings for his significant other. Given his soft voice and calm demeanor, I’m sure that is somewhat true.

It seems like Chrollo isn’t on board with over-the-top PDA meaning he would agree to hand-holding and his arm around you but nothing more. He saves the...other stuff for when you two are alone. Because of Chrollo’s past, it seems like he wouldn’t want to be seen in public that much because that can cause him to get caught by the authorities.

He takes your safety very seriously. You understand that when he is with the Phantom Troupe that you are not to interrupt until the business is over. He doesn’t allow you to get involved with the missions because of how dangerous they can be (example: the auction). He knows you can handle it, he prefers for you not to be involved. Feelings and work can make things difficult.

Although Chrollo hides in the shadows, I imagine he lives in a penthouse with expensive furniture, white and black color pattern, and large windows that have an astonishing view of Yorknew.

After you both have worked long and hard, you open the door just to see the lights dimmed so dark that it matches the night atmosphere. There are rose petals leading to the bathroom where a bubble bath is waiting. As you enter the bathroom, your boyfriend is waiting there, submerged in bubbles sticking his arms out. Candles light up the tiny room casting a romantic shadow from your body. You grab his hand and gently sit in the tub. The warm water felt amazing; it helped your aching muscles (from exercising) feel better. Chrollo gently grabbed your arm and pulled you into a warm, loving embrace. He wrapped his toned arms around your body and rested his chin on your shoulder. He didn’t say a word but instead breathed heavily, kissed your shoulder, and leaned back against the wall. On days like this, he didn’t say much but his actions spoke louder than words.

Chrollo NSFW

I think Chrollo is a passionate lover. This assumption comes from his calm demeanor. He seems to be incredibly patient so if you aren’t positioning yourself the right way or something, he’ll work with you to make sure you get it and you are comfortable.

He is touchy. That means during the nitty-gritty, he likes to touch your face, chin, lips, and your torso as a way to show more affection.

When he is in the mood, he moves slowly then very fast. He cannot resist the urges and feelings he has for you.

He loves to do this while the drapes are open although you have expressed that you like your privacy. It’s ironic. He doesn’t like extreme PDA but is ok with sleeping with you while the lights from the city shine near your penthouse window. Ah, guys are confusing.

After the climax, he lays flat on the bed and pulls you close. He leaves about an inch in between because heat is still radiating off your bodies and it’s summertime.

Hisoka (SFW) If his significant other was shy.

People have mixed feelings about Hisoka, feelings, and whether or not if he is gentle or not. I don’t think that Hisoka is gentle but begins to lay off the harsh jokes or pranks as he sees that you both have fought before and you’re not as weak as he thought.

Unlike Chrollo, he is all for PDA. This ranges from hand holding to playful kisses to passionate kisses. When I saw Hisoka for the first time, I immediately thought he was a fuck boy. A fuck boy is a boy that is only interested in sleeping with someone and doesn’t intend on pursuing a relationship.

He’d take the pleasure of appreciating your presence as well as testing your patience. If you are shy and are easily flustered, he will change that. He’ll do things like kissing you, calling you affectionate names, or anything that will cause you to respond. You hit him jokingly. Still not getting the message, he continues and you hit him harder. This is where he releases a medium moan which causes everyone to look in your direction. You freeze; face flushed and he’s laughing his ass off.

“What’s the matter,” he asks, covering his mouth. “You look flushed~♥.”

“You’re doing too much. Stop playing around! People are staring~💯.” You cover the side of your face. True enough you were a little mortified but in a good way. You knew he did this because he liked you but sometimes he played too much.

This is when he pulls you closer to his face, your ear next to his mouth, and whispers something in your ear that sent chills down your spine that made you blush more than before. He nearly puckered his lips as he spoke. He took his index finger and thumb to caress your cheek.

“Raising your voice at me? That simply won’t do. Aren’t you aware of the consequences~♥?”

You knew better than to not say anything because he would cup your cheeks and pull you into a deep kiss, and wouldn’t let go until he was sure that everyone was looking.

Both of you enjoy red, white, and rose wine. To him, wine equals classiness and sophistication. After fighting each other for hours (which he considers training for you and exercise for him) drinking wine and watching Lifetime (television for idiots) is a great way to end the night.

NSFW

As stated above, I originally thought that Hisoka was a fuck boy, so I am going to roll with that thought. This man has the potential of being rough and if he is too rough this is the time where you can speak up and say so. He’ll listen to you. Similar to Chrollo, he can be very romantic if he wants to. The rose petals gimmick was played out.

Instead, he hides in the darkest part of the living room waiting for you.

You turn on the lights and immediately head to the kitchen to drink a bottle of ice-cold water. Summer nights in Yorknew were hot and humid, almost unbearable. It felt like you were being suffocated. Becoming impatient, Hisoka clears his throat loudly causing you to nearly jump out of your skin; choking on the water you were drinking. He released a sexy chuckle. When you turned around, there stood your chiseled buff boyfriend bare with a ribbon tied in various directions around his body. Your birthday was two days ago and he was your gift. Although you have seen him like this before, for some reason you were too flustered to make a move. He already knew that you were tired from work, so he carried you in his arms to the Exercise Room and laid you gently on the floor. You smiled as a rush or passion took over your body resulting in you tearing off the ribbon tightly wrapped around his body. Since this was your birthday gift, he made it a night you’d remember forever! Surprisingly, no roughhousing, just soft and gentle. This proves that Hisoka has the capability of being humane. His strokes were to your liking and the gazes that you both exchanged were mind-blowing. Why couldn’t he be this way all the time? After it all, you fell asleep at her quickly. You were on the floor but now on top of your king-sized bed, with the message control on high. He stayed awake, watching TV, and thought about how he was going to pick a fight with you at the crack of dawn.

Hisoka’s ability to flirt and send the intended person swooning is a talent of itself. Lots of people do not possess this talent. Sometimes it's intentional and sometimes it's not. He speaks softly and smoothly, are he has to do is ask and it shall be done.

Illumi SFW

Illumi gives the impression that he is a “quiet” freak. This means that true enough he is focused on his job but if the moment comes along he will give in. He isn’t into PDA at all and if he does feel like showing some affection it will be done in private. Even though he appears to be a zombie, laying on or even cuddling with his significant other will help him relax for once. Imagine having to complete many missions in a day, exhausted, and have a wonderful person waiting to act as a human pillow for your weary head. Even Illumi can’t resist that.

If he likes you and plans to marry you, he will make that known to everyone to avoid confusion. Illumi represents the stereotypical shy boy; he is anti-social, prefers to only be around people he knows and trusts, and carries out the duties of his job.

After everything has been completed for the day, he wouldn’t mind ( and secretly begs) for silent cuddles with his significant other and to just fall asleep. At this point, you are used to it so this is all you want and you are satisfied. When he does talk, it’s usually about something he found out from work that he knows should be kept quiet but he tells you anyway. Late nights are the time of day where Illumi vents for a few hours. The details of these vent sessions could range anywhere from “I wish you were there to see it” to “No, it would be too much”. As quiet and reserve as he is, his love is shown in a unique way that you have grown accustomed to.

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When the urge slaps him across the face like a sack of rocks, he cannot resist. Usually, he fights off the urge by exercising (mainly because you are out of the house or sleep) but this time he couldn’t shake it.

Before he gets started with anything, he styles his long hair in the shape of a bun so it doesn’t get in the way of action.

Although he is portrayed to be an emotionless zombie, he has some feeling deep inside him that he unleashes just for you. This is shown by gentle moist kisses being placed along your neck and once he reaches your shoulder that is when you wake up. Halfway through your sleepy eyes, you see a man with a devilish smile painted across his face. Who is this man? This couldn’t be your boyfriend. No way, no how.

Once he sees your sleepy smile, he just releases so many kisses that you throw the blanket off and he pulls you in closer.

Illumi will allow you both to switch the roles meaning he is in charge one time and you are on another day. Since you were still asleep, he decided to take on the role. He is surprisingly gentle in the beginning but as soon as it takes off, your ride him like a donkey. It ironic; he releases more noises than you! You have to remind him that noise travels! Great, you’re doing your job well! While it is important to take your job seriously, you need to have time to release that stress.

He uses his large eyes to stare into yours; you always found yourself lost in his gaze.

After it all, you lay back down waiting for your boyfriend to return from the kitchen. Illumi craves food like crazy after a good session. What’s better than donuts at 3 AM? COMFORT FOOD!!

These urges also come when you two are training together. Several times he’s had to guide you from behind on how to aim his needles. This time you noticed the packing of his pants which surprised you.

“Any questions,” he asked in a monotone voice.

“Yes. Why did you wear jogging pants? You’re giving yourself away.”

It was at this moment, he knew he fucked up. But let’s be honest, ok? He is standing behind the most beautiful person in the world, nostrils full of perfume, hair tied up, and has his left hand placed loosely on your thigh?! What was he thinking by wearing jogging pants when he was with you? He acted as if he didn’t know what you were talking about.

“You really don’t know?”

You kicked your backside out against him causing him to fall to the ground.

“Wow! Your legs are like jelly!”

“Why tease me,” He asked breaking out a small smile.

“You’re the one denying it.”

“Just get to it. I can’t wait any longer or else I’ll explode.”

The quiet ones are always the freakiest.

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