#there is no differences between me in rl and me on this pic

[khoref-69]

My brother's drawing 😌 He knew I like Frieza TOO much so he drew "me x Frieza" fanart 😅

It looks like my fantasy before sleep

[jobean12-blog]

Hanging by a Moment

Pairing: Joel Miller x female reader

Word Count: 5K

Summary: Joel's wanted you since the moment he saw you...what will it take for him to make a move.

Author's Note: Between Cannes this weekend and the upcoming episode six of TLOU 2 I'm pretty much useless and my life revolves around the next Pedro pic/gif/vid that will ruin me. It's fine though. I had to channel it somewhere so here's some tension and smut and all the good stuff. Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by the lovely @firefly-graphics thank you Daisy! 🥰

Warnings: lots of tension, some fun, some fluff, flirting, meddling Tommy and Ellie in the best way, fingering, oral (f rec), unprotected p in v (wrap it in rl pls), light dirty talk and praise, Joel and his guitar

“Ellie’s out on patrol. Ben is inside drawing…what has you smiling like that?”

Tommy’s question goes unanswered as Joel continues staring straight ahead, his eyes bright and crinkled at the corners. Tommy turns to follow Joel’s gaze and let’s out a snort of laughter.

“No fuckin’ way brother,” Tommy says as he claps Joel on the back. “Good for you.”

Joel stares a second longer then swings his eyes to Tommy. “Good for me what?”

Tommy looks between you and Joel. “I’ve only seen you smile like that at two people, and neither are here, so…I’m glad you finally made a move.”

“I…what? I didn’t…do anything,” Joel stumbles.

Tommy frowns. “Then why are you starin’ like she belongs to you.”

Before Joel can reply you part with Dina and start walking toward the two men.

“Hi,” you say to them then turn your eyes to Joel. “I think I found something you can use to file those saddle slots.”

Joel’s mouth lifts into a soft smile. “Thanks,” he says.

“I’ll bring it by after lunch,” you tell him.

“Saddle slots?” Tommy asks as he watches Joel watch you walk away.

“For the guitar,” Joel grumbles before he turns on his heel.

Your knock goes unanswered, so you gently push the door open and call his name. Still no answer but you hear the tap of wood and the plucking of strings as you head toward the living room.

“Joel?”

He spins around, his safety glasses slipping down his nose.

“Hey,” he says gruffly. “I didn’t hear you come in.”

“I knocked but I figured that. I have the file.”

You hold up the tool and he smiles.

He wipes his hands on his jeans and reaches out for it. You watch in silence as he carefully files down the edges of the saddle slots, every so often blowing over the wood to clear the shavings.

“I don’t know what you’re doing but it looks really beautiful already.”

When his eyes meets yours they’re soft and his expression filled with gratitude . “I hope she likes it.”

“She will,” you assure him. “Will you teach her to play?”

“If she’ll let me,” he says lightly.

You step closer and lean over the instrument, lifting a hand to lightly run it along the shiny wood. Your next words of admiration are cut short because his warm, strong hand covers yours, guiding it down the neck of the instrument and over the curve of the body.

“The top is made of a softwood, probably cedar and the sides and back a hardwood like mahogany,” he explains, his hand still leading yours.

The feel of him more than his words shocks you silent and you hold your breath.

“The different types of wood present different tones,” he continues.

You find yourself leaning into him subconsciously, and he squeezes your hand before releasing it.

“I can’t wait to hear you play it,” you whisper, still recovering from the contact of his skin.

“What time are Ellie and I leaving tomorrow?” Joel ask Tommy as they add more hay to the horse stables.

“Eight am sharp,” Tommy says with a smirk.

“What’s that about?” Joel says frowning.

Tommy shrugs but his smile widens as Ellie approaches.

“Did you tell him?” she asks Tommy, her eyes sparkling.

“Tell me what?” Joel grumbles as he rests his hands on his hips.

“You’re doing patrol tomorrow, but not with me,” Ellie says excitedly.

“What do you mean?” Joel asks, his tone dangerously low. “You’re not thinkin’ of goin’ out on your own…?”

“No,” Ellie says, waving him off. “I’m staying behind to train with Jesse.”

“I don’t understand,” Joel says with an exasperated sigh. “Why can’t you two just be straight with me.”

“I’m giving you a chance to make your move brother,” Tommy says with a wink.

The next morning with the fog of a humid night still hanging in the air you wait by the gate for Joel. The clip clop of hooves turns your head, and you see him leading Shimmer your way.

“Only one horse?” you say as you pat Shimmer’s side.

Joel’s gaze finds yours and his dark brown eyes stare at you so unapologetically it unnerves you in a way.

“Tommy says the others need rest.”

You give him a shaky smile and wait as he lifts himself onto the horse and then offers you his hand. You take it, his warm and calloused fingers strong around yours as he helps you up behind him.

“Comfortable?” he asks once you’re settled.

“Yes,” you say quietly, all at once aware of every sense- the way you’re pressed up against Joel’s back, the cool morning breeze along your heated skin, the smell of spice and leather.

You remain quiet for most of the ride, enjoying the warmth from the rising sun and the way it plays off the mountainsides, bathing the newly growing flowers and vegetation in a soft glow. The sounds of birds chirping and animals scurrying made things feel almost…normal.

“I didn’t realize how much I’ve missed springtime…and the fact that all the snow ‘s melted.”

You feel him laugh. “You’re tellin’ me. We never saw snow in Texas.”

It’s a quiet patrol and you and Joel pass the time with easy conversation about whatever comes to mind but when midday hits the sun is strong overhead and you’re both hot and in need of water. He stops Shimmer by a small stream and helps you off, first taking your hand then surprisingly grasping your waist, slowing your descent as you slide off the horse and into his arms.

“Thanks,” you breathe out.

He nods but doesn’t release you. Not until Shimmer whinnies and stamps forward a few steps for a drink.

Joel heads to the stream and starts to take off his flannel, revealing his forearms and biceps, the muscles flexing and tightening as he reaches down to fill his canteen. He takes a long sip, the strong column of his throat shifting with each swallow and you suddenly feel more thirsty than ever before in your life.

After a small lunch and a water refill you’re back on Shimmer, headed to one last spot before returning for the day.

“Those clouds don’t look very good,” you mumble as you glance out west to the darkened sky.

“They don’t,” Joel agrees. “It feels like rain.”

“Do you think we’ll make it back in time?” you ask.

As if on cue, Joel’s radio emits static before Tommy’s voice comes through asking for your location.

You listen to the conversation, your stomach sinking when Tommy says the rain has already reached them.

“Think we’re gonna have to find a safe house to wait out the storm,” Joel says as he clicks off the com device.

Thunder rumbles far in the distance and the corner of his mouth lifts into a smirk. “Better get movin’.”

Just as he shoulders past the dilapidated door the rain drops start to fall. He holds a finger to his lips and tucks you behind him, stepping quietly and slowly into the house. He shines his flashlight in the corners of the room, the dark clouds now blotting out most of the days earlier sunshine and casting shadows all around you.

You wait, your grip on his shirt tight as you follow in step. When he’s satisfied the house is clear he clicks off the flashlight and his shoulders relax.

“Looks ok,” he says.

When you don’t release his shirt he looks down at where your hand is still fisted in the soft material. You track his gaze and release it quickly.

“Scared?” he teases.

You shake your head and let out the breath you were holding in.

An hour later you’re seated on the dusty floor, laughing as Joel tries to land the broken pieces of a vase into another that’s still intact.

“Your aim stinks,” you laugh.

“I’d like to see you do better,” he says.

You stand and hold your hand out for some of the pieces, staring down at him and waiting for him to move over so you can sit in the right spot. He shoves to the side but only enough for you to sit with yourself plastered to his side. Something sparkles in his eyes and is lips curl just a millimeter before he motions with a tilt of his head for you to take your best throw.

With a wry smile you line up your throw and launch it, missing the opening of the vase by half a foot. His body shakes next to you, and you elbow him in the side.

“Oof,” he mumbles before going quiet.

You try again but fail to get it inside the vase.

“I have to stand up!” you say determinedly.

“Don’t think that’s gonna do any good,” he jokes, and you give him a solid side eyed glare.

After your fourth missed throw, instead of his laughter, which you were prepared for, his hand meets the small of your back, and you sharply inhale at how warm and massive his palm is over the thin fabric of your tee shirt. He had to have felt it, the way you jolted at the contact, but he holds you steady and sure as he positions your body.

“Try now,” he says, his voice low.

He fixes the angle of your elbow then with a reluctance you can sense he moves away. You take the shot and get it inside the vase without even hitting the edge.

“YES!” you cheer far too loudly, the sound echoing around the emptiness of the house.

Both you and Joel go still, his eyes darting around as he takes a step closer to you. A sound outside the house startles you, your gasp catching in your throat when you see a shadow move outside the window. Joel wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you behind him, pressing you into the wall as he walks toward the kitchen. He reaches behind his back, his hand brushing along your stomach in the process, and pulls out his knife.

You wait, barely breathing as whatever is outside continues to pass the window. After several heart stopping moments, it turns and you realize it’s just a deer grazing outside the house, it’s large ears turned upward and out as if to listen itself.

“Shit,” you sigh, relaxing against Joel.

When he turns around to face you his body is merely an inch from yours, his eyes searching your face when he asks, “you ok?”

“Yeah,” you tell him, swaying closer. “I’m sorry.”

“No,” he whispers. “It’s fine. You have nothing to be sorry for.”

You give him the best smile you can and wait for him to step back but he doesn’t, instead, leaning forward and crowding you against the wall. His eyes drop to your mouth, lingering before he drags them back up and his lips part. You let out a shuddering breath, your eyelashes fluttering along your cheeks and your breath hitching when you feel his fingertips graze your neck.

The shrill sound of static and Tommy’s garbled voice breaks you out of the moment and you both move away with an intake of air. Joel let’s out a sigh and grabs the walkie talkie.

“Looks like we’re goin’ to be spendin’ the night,” Joel says as he watches you closely.

You can’t sleep. Despite the coolness of the rain filled night and the coziness of your sleeping bag, your body is heated, and your mind is racing. You decide to explore the house. Glancing at Joel’s sleeping bag it appears he’s still in it but it’s hard to tell under the blanket of darkness. Quietly, you creep free of the cocoon of fabric and tip toe toward the back of the house. Any other sounds of the night are muted by the consistent downpour of rain and the worn wooden floors are cool under your bare feet.

“Ah, and here I was thinkin’ I was alone.”

You jump at the deep voice, blinking repeatedly in the darkness as your eyes adjust. Slowly, a figure comes into view, a dark shadow that the closer it gets the more you recognize as Joel, broad shouldered, arms crossed over his chest and a small smile pulling at his lips.

“Couldn’t sleep?” he asks.

“Not really,” you answer as you lean back against the kitchen counter.

You can’t see his eyes clearly in the dark, but you can feel them like warm rays of sunshine on your skin. You rub your hands over your bare arms, your tank top suddenly feeling paper thin, while minutes ago you felt too hot in your sleeping bag. Taking his time, but with purposeful steps, he moves closer to you, resting along the counter next to you. Your fingers curl around the edge of the grimy Formica, as if the action will keep you from reaching out for him.

“Why are you up?” you ask.

His face turns toward yours. “Wanted to make sure I could keep watch…keep you safe.”

You inhale deeply and his eyes fall to where you chest expands. “I like that you want to keep me safe.”

His nostrils flare, eyes searching your face, lips parted like he wants to speak but something holds him back. You watch the bob of his throat with his heavy swallow, the hollow area where his neck meets his collarbone as it ebbs and every muscle in your body tightens, your legs squeezing together.

He’s close enough now that even through the shadowed veil of night you can see the intensity of his gaze and feel his warm breath caress your cheek.

“I like to protect what’s mine,” he husks, his nose barely skimming yours.

At your gasp of air, his lips tilt upward, and warm fingertips brush the outside of your thigh, just above your knee. You feel the goosebumps erupt in a wave over your skin and he leans closer, his hips pressing into you, the large bulge between his legs brushing your stomach and outlining every substantial inch of him.

He has to know you feel it, has to know you’re just as affected, but just as suddenly as he’s right there, he steps back, turning away as your breath rushes back with a kick.

“Get some sleep darlin.’ We have an early start tomorrow.”

The next morning, the rain clings to the grass in sparkling dew drops and the air smells of damp earth. Shimmer trots away from the small town, away from what almost happened last night, and back toward reality. You try not to lean into Joel, but the uneven ground bobs you up and down, back, and forth, and constantly into his body. His tee shirt is thin enough that you feel the flex and shift of his back muscles beneath it and you can smell his skin, lightly dampened with sweat from the rising sun.

You reach Jackson without incident and part ways with Joel, quiet and reserved. Fortunately, you’re able to keep busy the next few days, catching up on various chores you missed and some much-needed sleep.

At least, until the middle of the week when Ellie drags you over to her house to show you the new guitar Joel gifted her. When you walk inside there’s no sign of Joel and you deflate with disappointment, the realization that you’ve missed him hitting harder than any time before.

Ellie excitedly chatters over the instrument as she shows you everything, even strumming some chords Joel’s started to teach her. You can’t help but feel her happiness, especially knowing how hard Joel has worked to fix the guitar.

“Maybe you’ll teach me after you learn more,” you tell Ellie with a smile.

Before she can answer you hear Joel’s gruff voice. “I’ll teach you to play.”

He emerges from his bedroom, running a hand along his bearded jaw while the muscles tick as he looks you over.

“Yeah?” you ask with a raised brow, trying to appear nonchalant.

“I’d love to,” he says, his words soft, subtle.

Ellie’s eyes swing back and forth between the two of you, her brow furrowed. “I’m just gonna go show this to Dina,” she squeaks. “See you guys later.”

She rushes off with the guitar and a slam of the door.

You cross your arms over your chest and drop your gaze. He’s across the room before you can register the movement, his thick fingers pressed under your chin to lift your eyes to his.

“Joel…”

“Don’t say my name like that, darlin’,” he warns, his eyes flicking to where you’ve pinned your bottom lip with your teeth. “Not unless you want…”

“Want what?” you interrupt.

He steps closer, his hand reaching out for your cheek and brushing along your lip to pull it free of your teeth. The pad of his thumb rubs the spot, slowly, teasingly, until your lips part with a gasp. His hand sweeps back, gripping the nape of your neck lightly. He pulls you in, and your eyelashes flutter along your cheeks.

The sound of boisterous laughter fills the air, and you hear the turn of the doorknob before Ellie and Dina bound in, breathless and smiling.

“Oh shit,” Ellie says, her smile falling before rising again now laced with mischief.

“I thought you said they were fighting?” Dina asks, her smile matching Ellie’s.

“They were,” Ellie says through the side of her mouth.

Joel’s teeth grind and Ellie’s smile widens. “I’m just gonna grab the tuner then we’ll be out of your hair.”

She rushes over to the table and rips the tuner off, sprinting back toward Dina and pushing her out the door.

For a long moment, Joel watches you, a million indecipherable emotions surging in his eyes. You watch the muscles in his jaw tighten; watch the way he slides his hands into his pockets as if it’s the only way to keep them from reaching out to touch you. He lets out a long, slow, and steady exhale, and then the door opens again, and Tommy appears.

“Need your help with somethin’,” he says, looking to Joel before his eyes slide to you apologetically.

Joel walks you back to your house, leaving you with a mumbled apology and following Tommy to the town hall. You flop back on your bed, covering your face with a pillow before screaming into it. Then you pull it off and stare up at the ceiling, your legs bouncing against the mattress. Your nerves are buzzing, and you’re entirely too restless and turned on. You lay there for a long time, forcing yourself to calm your breathing, placing your hands on your chest to follow the rhythmic rise and fall.

Just the pressure of your hands and the brush of your fingertips has you inhaling sharply, your thoughts shifting immediately to Joel and how his hands would feel along your bare skin. You flatten your palm to your stomach and let your mind continue to drift.

The way his eyes seem to devour you every time he sees you, like it’s the first and last time he will.

The words he spoke…he protects what’s his.

Every stolen touch and almost kiss…what would his kiss feel like.

Your knees drop open, your hand sliding between your thighs.

You can smell his skin, feel the growl of want rumble through his chest as he pins you to the bed.

A pulse shoots between your legs, and you chase the sensation with your fingers, running them through your wet folds before circling your clit. You moan and arch into the touch, imagining every touch, every whisper of his lips, until your fingers circle faster and your hips roll.

The faster your fingers move, the more your thoughts run wild, and you twist in the sheets, chasing the feeling as you slip a finger inside you.

Just then, a hard knock pounds the door. Your eyes shoot open, and you nearly kill yourself trying to get off the bed and to the door. Thankfully, your bedroom is in the far back of the house, so Joel is only in the living room when you walk out.

His brown eyes look darker than usual, and he smirks, letting his gaze sweep over you from head to toe. Your body hums.

“What were you doin’ darlin’?” he asks. “I thought I heard some…noises.”

“I feel asleep!” you say quickly. “And I think I was having a dream.”

He raises a brow and pops his knee out. “Hmm.”

“Is everything ok?” you ask, needing to change the subject.

“Yeah, just fine,” he says, “but we need to give our patrol report to the council.”

Then he turns and walks back to the door, holding it open for you.

After the meeting, Ellie’s back and requesting more guitar lessons so you leave them to it, not missing the way Joel’s gaze lingers on you until you disappear from view. It’s not until you’re out for an evening walk that you see him again, sitting quietly on the porch with his guitar over his lap.

He motions for you to come over and you do so without question, leaning against the porch railing.

“Where’s Ellie?” you ask.

“Doin’ something with Dina,” he says with a relaxed wave of his hand. “She had enough of me and my old man music.”

You cover your mouth to stifle your laughter and watch his face light up.

“What were you playing just now?”

“Some song from the 1980s…”

“I like it.”

He stands, taking the guitar with him.

“Here.”

You look from him to the guitar then take it in your hands, arranging it in front of you as best you know how.

“Like this,” he gently instructs, fixing first your hand positioning then your fingers. You try to focus on what he’s saying but instead can’t seem to stop the way your breath hitches at his touch.

His warm palm slides up your arm and he pulls you closer, pressing your back to his chest so he can show you how to play a chord. You can feel him hard against your lower back and you lose all trace of coherency.

“I know what you were doin’ earlier,” he whispers into your neck. “Heard you call my name.”

You whimper with need at this words and when he presses a soft kiss under your ear you have to lean all your weight into him to hold you steady.

“How long are we going to pretend?” he murmurs, his lips moving higher and skimming the shell of your ear.

You tremble in his hold. “Pretend what?”

“Pretend like you’re not already mine.”

Your next breath shudders out of you, and he takes the guitar from your hands and rests it to the side, then without warning spins you in his arms so you’re trapped between him and one of the posts of the porch.

“Yours…” you breathe out, confirming it.

He pulls you flush against him, lining up every part of your bodies in a way so possessive you feel your knees weaken.

His large palm runs between your breasts, up your collarbone, until his fingers wrap around your neck, squeezing just a pinch, and then releasing it to trail his fingers higher. His thumb sweeps over your bottom lip, and you open your mouth, tasting the salt of his skin. Your eyes connect with his, and his nose flares, his cock flexing against where your bodies are pressed together.

He groans, his next breath nothing but a hiss, his nose dragging along your neck with a deep inhale. His long fingers splay along your cheek, and he tilts your head up with the press of his thumb under your chin before his lips brush yours lightly.

The contact is too much and without wasting another second his lips are on yours, completely consuming. He presses you harder against the post of the porch , meeting your hips with his own. He grips your wrists in his hands, guiding them up over your head until they’re pinned along the wood of the post and he kisses you harder, biting your lower lip before soothing it with his tongue.

“Is this what you thought about as you were touchin’ yourself baby?”

He kisses you again, swallowing your moaned confirmation. He takes over where he has your wrists pinned with one hand, letting the other trail down your arm, your neck and down to your breast where he caresses the soft flesh.

His hands, one so powerfully restraining you, while the other dips lower, feather light, into the waistband of your pants, threaten to ruin you. You gasp and arch into the touch and his knee wedges between your legs to spread them open.

“I need to touch you,” he murmurs as he slips his warm finger beneath your panties, running a line through your wet desire as your entire body convulses with the contact.

You chase his lips, unable to do much more than lean into him, reaching with your mouth where he meets you with another all-consuming kiss. A cry slips past your lips when his finger brushes your clit, sliding deeper until he’s teasing your entrance.

“You’re so fuckin’ wet baby,” he hisses, slicking his finger before teasing your clit.

“Please Joel,” you practically beg.

“You’ve been drivin’ me crazy since the first time I saw you,” he whispers, his touch still light, still teasing, but his words full of desperation.

He rests his forehead against yours, his eyes locked onto your face as he slides one thick finger inside you. Your lips part and your eyes start to flutter closed.

“Open them,” he growls. “Look at me.”

You do as he says, his nose skimming yours as he starts to work his finger in and out. Your breathing accelerates and your hips move with his hand and when he presses his thumb to your clit you let out a cry of his name. He silences you with a kiss, only pulling away when he feels you tighten around his finger. You fall apart and he releases your wrists, your body sagging into his arms as he drags out your pleasure with slow strokes and soft praises.

You don’t know how you make it into the house, can’t remember him opening the door and pulling you inside. All you know is the feel of your back against his mattress and his fingertips seeking, roaming, gripping, and tugging. He meets every desperate touch of yours with one even more anguished of his own. Your hands tangle in his hair, his big hands covering your breasts before his mouth does. You gasp at the sensation and writhe beneath him.

He sits up only to tuck his thumbs at your hips, slowly dragging the fabric of your panties down your legs.

“You’re a masterpiece,” he murmurs before his eyes meet yours and he moves again, settling between your spread legs.

You rock your hips, whining when you feel the roughness of his jeans. He quickly unzips them and kicks them off, barely giving you a chance to admire him before he presses his palm to your inner thigh and opens you wider for him. You feel the press of him between your legs, hard, warm and like silk.

His hand on your thigh pushes harder and he slides down your body, your whimper at the loss of him quickly softened when his nose grazes your clit and his tongue dips inside you.

“Oh god,” you cry, your body shaking.

He answers by holding you even more steady, open, and wide as he buries his face between your thighs and licks and sucks your clit in a rhythm that drives you wild. Your hands fall to his hair, gripping hard the closer he brings you to your release. Your orgasm rushes through you, your hips rocking into his face and your fingers tangled in his hair.

You’ve barely caught your breath when he slides back up your body, kissing and nipping as he goes to find your lips, your taste on his tongue.

“You taste even sweeter than I imagined,” he whispers, his hips moving until you feel the tip of his cock right where you need him.

With a breathy exhale you press into him, closing your eyes and digging your nails into his broad shoulders.

“Keep those eyes on me,” he commands. “Understand?”

You open them with a nod, wetting your lips and rolling your hips.

He grins at your compliance, kissing you hard before his gruff voice rumbles against your lips. “Good girl.”

You would respond but he gives you a look, one filled with so much emotion it steals your breath, then he fills you. A shocked moan leaves your mouth, and his eyes stay locked on yours as he withdraws and slowly pushes inside again, stretching you open, his body trembling.

“Fuck baby,” he breathes, looking down to watch himself disappearing inch by inch.

His hand smooths along the curve of your waist, over your hip and to your thigh, squeezing before he hikes it higher, opening you up so he can push deeper. It’s too good, he feels too perfect, and you feel your next release building quickly. You slide your fingers down his arms, feeling the muscles in his biceps tight with restraint as he holds himself above you and sets a bruising pace. Your whispered plea for more is all it takes to snap his control, and the rush of sensations hits you all at once.

Your body shakes and you tighten around him, fueling his own release. He growls, dropping his head to your neck as a shuddering groan rips through him and you feel him pulse inside you.

For long moments, he just holds you, his damp forehead pressed against your skin, breathing labored and his body wrapping you in a warmth that feels like home.

“Fuck,” he sighs, smiling softly when his eyes find yours again. “You,” he whispers, kissing your lips. “Are,” another kiss. “Magnificent.”

He peppers your face with soft kisses. “Are you ok?”

“Yes,” you smile, “never been better.”

He sweeps his thumb along your cheekbone then cradles your face in his hand. “Good. Because I’m goin’ to do whatever I can to keep that smile on your face.”

[koishiro]

Ermmm quick question… HOW DOES IT FEEL TO HAVE A BEAUTIFUL AF BLOG?? Like pls share and help me out bc my blog is BARE and empty and looks nasty af, I wanna make my pinned posts and moodboards and just pfp and theme look pretayyy ☹️☹️

Awe thank youuu!!! >.< I think bc I’m such a minimalist in rl it’s easier for me to pick and choose. But here’s a tutorial that’ll hopefully help :33

NOTE! I do everything on my iphone (writing, editing, decorating my page etc just in case ur wondering if I do all this on a laptop/computer,,,I don’t :p)

ʚ The way I work is I’ll choose 3 main colours; a light colour, an in-between shade and then a dark colour. Mine for example : light colour: white, in-between shade: grey, dark colour: dark grey. It’s up to you whether you want ur dark or light colour to be ur main colour but I’d keep ur in-between shade as an in-between. (Think of ur in-between shade as a gradient, helping to blend ur light colour with ur dark colour)

AND CHOOSE COLOURS THAT WORK TOGETHER! Even when picking pictures like for example ur navigation or pinned page make sure the pics have the same three colour combo you used through ur whole blog even if its minuscule it’ll make a huge difference I promise u (so like I’d personally look out for white, grey and black accent pics for my blog on Pinterest) :

ʚ Even with moodboards I still work with the same mindset! :

SET YOUR THEME! Once you’ve figured out your colours and where they’ll go, set your blog’s theme from the editing page!!! (hint : I’d use your mid/gradient/in-between shade as your accent but it honestly depends on what ur after) :

ʚ What really helps is when you have a pic theme and what I mean by that is maybe use ur fav character from somewhere (like mines megumi from jjk) or maybe it’s a sanrio character like my melody. (I grab my pics from this Pinterest board if that helps which I also use for my moodboards)

Example :

⤷ I also found it helped my aesthetic when I added links into my bio to help find my carrd and navigation (here’s the link for the tut) it helps fill out ur bio especially if ur not sure what to put there :) — I know earlier I said I do everything on my phone but I’m not entirely sure if this is able to be done on a phone (android or iphone) so I’d use a laptop with this part if you can :))

Miscellaneous things you can add!

ʚ You can also customise ur ask page title (like mine is : send me a love letter ︎♡)

ʚ Keep ur writing post themes consistent — this helps readers actually remember ur work while also tying ur blog together.

For example, I always use this draft for my writing :

ʚ Fonts really help! I personally use the app : keyboard + + for free fonts (u just have to watch a few adds to unlock them)

ʚ I find it important to make sure whatever picture you add to your blog has a transparent background — not everyone has the same colour palette (like mine is permanently on Dark Mode while others will have theirs on Gothic) :

(I use Picsart for this)

ʚ Tags make a difference on your posts too! A separate tag index can also help ur followers know where to find certain posts for easy scrolling or maybe posts they want to avoid (like smut) :

ʚ For my pfp I chose a bright main colour like yellow to stand out against the dark grey of my blog and I usually leave this as the last step in my “blog decoration” just because I find it easier once all the main construction is done and then I can see what colour(s) I need to add back to tie my blog together.

ʚ I also like to hide my pfp/avatar from my bio bc it looks a bit too much and too big for me personally and it can sometimes clash with the colours you already have going on, I like a minuscule pfp but again that’s just preference :

Anywhoooo I think that’s it! Hopefully this helped and if you (or anyone else) have anymore questions or if you want me to personally help you with decorating your blog pls pls pls message me and I’ll be happy to help! ,,,Mwah! <3

[noblechaton]

windamp

Tbh, I think the pacing felt slightly different in the originals (mostly speaking about FES as that is the P3 i have the most hrs in). The exhaustion mechanic made things more precarious and the Social Link situation being....what it was, also made things pretty tense. Obviously none of this changed the story and they can be gamed, but it did make it feel quite different, since you had to juggle things much more carefully and it was tenser between story sections than in rl. I will say the OG p3 only had one night link, FES added another one, and FMC has even more, so this was something they were slowly learning to add. (seen with p4 and p4g too, they added more night stuff between the two).

first off I wanna say I've seen ur @ in my notifs on my phone before and genuinely went to look one time to see if it was intentional and when I saw the Yukari pic I was like "hell yeah" lmao

secondly tho yeah I'm kinda faintly aware that the OG version(s) of P3 had like. a far stricter, maybe oppressive vibe? reverse social links, exhaustion mechanics, stuff like that - I appreciate those, fwiw, but personally I've never been too fond on such limiters so them being out with Reload kinda made me more keen to play it

I can certainly imagine how different that stuff makes things feel tho - social links become way more urgent when they can backslide or break, I don't spend ~5 hours in Tartarus at a time meaning that has to be more spaced out, and that probably helps things feel a bit tighter as a result? like I can see how things suddenly feel a bit more pressing, compared to how Reload at times has felt as if it was spinnin' the wheels a bit between story events. I don't lament that such mechanics are gone, personally, but they prob shoulda filled that void somehow or adjusted the story to make up for what, for most players, suddenly became big gaps between Things Happening

do find it interesting that the night time in P3 has been generally kinda underfilled tho, as if they really just weren't sure what to do with that time either

[iamnightduchess]

HELLO QUEEN! Oh my gosh your latest updates have gotten me so hyped up and happy!! I love the feeling of seeing your post updates on my dashboard. I was wondering if you had time if you could possibly do some NSFW head cannons for It’s Gotta Be You universe?? I reread it again for the 100th time after reading your AYA update but I love that universe so much!

Hello dearie! I hope you've been doing well ever since. I apologize for the slight delay as RL is demanding a lot of my time. But, I hope you'll enjoy this! ❤

Reiner x Mikasa (ReiKasa) (R20+) Fic AU Headcanon #13

Universe: It's Gotta Be You (Modern AU)

(A/N: ‼️WARNING‼️Graphic/Explicit Description of very dirty smut with potentially provocative images ⛔ Please don't click Keep Reading if you're below 20 🙅‍♀️ Sorry kiddos! To my dear adult readers, please absorb this post's content with appropriate discretion & maturity)

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I've shared more of ReiKasa's detailed Modern AU sexcapades in this post and for this Ask, I'll explore the different preferences involved in their sex life. Based on this post, Reiner & Mikasa had a 10-dates rule before they actually become intimate with each other and that post describes briefly on their phenomenal sexual compatibility. Before they reach that 10th date goal, they decided to keep all their interactions chaste, which only adds up to the building sexual tension between them. These two has a spark that ignites from just a single touch. Therefore, it had been a truly challenging period for them to keep their magnetic pull in check.

When they were in high school, they've only ever held hands but has never even kissed. Reiner was raised to be a respectful gentleman and he's always letting Mikasa takes the lead. He waited until she was ready to get a little bit more physical with him, thus why he suggested the 10-DR. So when did they have their first real kiss?

On their 10th date.

First Time

Their first time with each other had been a literal afternoon delight. Mikasa missed out on their 10th date night because of an on-call emergency at the med centre, so they made up with a lunch date the next day. Sure, they've been clawing at each other's clothes from outside the car to his front door and had never even made it to his bedroom but they really made full use of his coffee table and his couch. If only those furnitures could talk, they would tell you very interesting stories that took place on that day.

Bedroom Jams

Reiner and Mikasa do not have a particular preferred soundtrack running in the background while they're getting down and dirty. But, they'd always have Linger by Cranberries or The Root's You Got Me to set them in the mood for some slow-dancing before revving up their engines for their inevitable sexy times.

One time, Reiner had jokingly put Boyz II Men's I'll Make Love To You on in the bedroom. Mikasa changed it immediately to The Devil in I by Slipknot. It felt like an out of body experience the whole time.

Reiner likes to do this little striptease dance to 90's boyband songs just to drive Mikasa up the wall 🤣 One time, he wanted to surprise Mikasa from work & started grinding against her booty with his sexy moves as soon as she crossed their living room, completely not realizing that his mother had also walked through the door as his wife had picked Karina up for dinner at their house. He got an earful from his own mother 😳

Sexting & Surprises

Reiner loves sending sexy text messages to Mikasa when she's at work or when he's away in Marley for work meetings. The nature of her work demands her to be on-call or be at work in longer shifts, therefore, his texts make her misses him even more. Mikasa would not admit it out loud but his naughty texts do get her in the mood to make a lot of love to him when she gets home 😏 Before someone asks, no, Reiner does not send his wife dick pics haha

Reiner is also the type who'd surprises her from a long night shift in the morning by making her breakfast in the kitchen with nothing but an apron on. Yeah, Mikasa had a good eyeful (and mouthful) of his buns alright *wink* Reiner would also surprise her with a hug from behind when she's doing meal preps in the kitchen BUT Mikasa would be the one slipping her hand in his pants while he's doing the dishes. These two really do love getting kinky in the kitchen.

Gabi accidentally walked in on them one time and poor girl was mentally scarred, she locked herself in her room the whole night.

Favorite Positions

Despite having athletic bodies and fit figures, Reiner and Mikasa do not experiment with odd, bizarre positions as much. Their favorite position is either tantric or golden arch as they love locking gazes while whispering their undying affection for each other (+more dirty-talking from Reiner!)

But when they're in the mood for a more rough loving, all fours in front of a mirror or standing/sitting wheelbarrow would be their favorite positions for them considering his superb upper body strength and her amazing flexibility (Reiner has those weekly yoga routines of hers to thank for!)

Dirty-talking

Reiner likes to do this a lot (even in public) that it'll always make Mikasa goes multiple shades of red. His dirty-talkings are adorable and dorky but although Reiner's very alert when reading the room, he also tends to forget in switching off his dirty-talking mode once he's in the mood.

One time, he was calling Mikasa when he's away for work training. She was driving and had him on speaker. He was feeling a bit frisky and told her flat out - he can't wait to come back home, get inside the showers with her and ram into her so hard that she can't walk straight that his Dr. Ackerman-Braun need to take sick leave for 2 days. Things went still and quiet from Mikasa until he heard Annie's voice from the other end.

Annie : Ram her with what, Reiner? Your 3-inch dick?

Reiner: Screw you, Annie.

Annie: Gross and hey, Armin's already doing a bang up job in screwing me. Besides, you don't need to worry about Mikasa missing you. I just bought her this brand new vibrator.

Reiner: Totally ignoring you, Annie. Mika, c'mon babe, you know the real deal's so much better.

Mikasa: Rein--

Reiner: I made you come three times before I leave. You don't need that thing right? Can you hold on until I get back, baby, please?

Mikasa: Rein, can we talk a bit later?

Reiner: It's just Annie there right?

Pieck: Hey, Reiner. I think you just terrorized Gabi.

Reiner: F**K

Turns out Pieck and an already traumatized Gabi were also in the car with Mikasa at that time. Reiner avoided showing his face in front of the two women and his own cousin for the next 2 months.

As mentioned, that wasn't the first time Gabi had such TMI of her cousin and his wife's sex life. Apart from walking in on Reiner and Mikasa in the kitchen, the couple had terrified her enough for life when she also walked into them doing the deed inside their own living room (They either forgot Gabi was staying the night or had thought she was asleep) Gabi never wanted to be near that couch ever again.

Public Sexcapade

They had a quickie in Grisha's basement during one family dinner with the Jeagers. Zeke almost walked in on them.

Reiner also owns a pickup truck. He likes to take Mikasa out for a night drive. He'll have the back boot of his truck all nice with warm covers and they'll park somewhere private uphill to stargaze. They'll make love underneath the stars in the open air and just hold each other afterwards. Mikasa loves to listen to Reiner as he tells her about his favorite constellations.

Body Appreciation

When Mikasa's body starts to grow when she's carrying their twins, Reiner develops a much higher level of appreciation towards her body because of the changes she's going through. Obviously he appreciates the tremendous increase of her cup size, but he notices every other parts of her that swells beautifully with every week of her pregnancy too. As shared in this pregnancy post, Mikasa had the upper side of her hormonal changes that Reiner was the one who's constantly be worrying that he'll poke the babies in their heads every time she gets in her special mood 😂 see, he's so adorkable!

Sneaky playtime(s)

Reiner & Mikasa would always have a burning fire in their marriage even as they grow older. The twins were not spared from the traumatizing knowledge of their parents' extracurricular activities, when they overheard their parents from outside their bedroom door one Sunday morning.

Miraé: Rémy, are Mama & Papa fighting? She said the F word to Papa. Oh, Papa said he's coming? To where?

Rémy: Jesus, Miraé. They're having sex.

Miraé: What's that?

Rémy: Aunt Gabi told me to stay away if we ever hear weird noises coming from Mama & Papa's bedroom because it means they're having their adult playtime.

Miraé: Let's just go next door and ask Uncle Armin & Aunt Annie about it.

Armin was speechless and red with embarassment while Annie cackled at the poor twins. Afterwards, Annie sent a photo of the twins in their family group chat with the caption "Please come pick up your kids at our house after you're done maintaining Mikasa's plumbing 🍆💧💧" 🤣

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Gosh, I really, really enjoyed working on this. Thanks again for the Ask, Anonie 🙈💕💋

[aleksa-sims]

My RL Gameplay

Ana finally came and I was so happy to see her! Suddenly the sun rose for me!👩🏻‍🤝‍👩🏻 But Ana looked so different! Completely changed! Which is why I joked around with her.

Me: Where is my sister and what have you done to her! You look ... like MOM! 🤭

Ana: What? I just changed my bangs and cut my hair a bit ... Omg, does it really look that awful?😕

Me: No, you look GREAT! You look so much like Mom! That’s all!

Ana: What should I do? She's our Mom! .. And you, you look like our crazy psycho dad! 

Me: Never! I don't look like any of you! 😑

Ana: You look like Dad & Grandma! Check out her old pics when she lived in Italy!..Why aren't you with Grandma & Grandpa, as agreed? 🤨

Me: We wanted to enjoy our “freedom”! Just for a short time!

Ana: Are you pregnant now? Am I going to be an aunt with 17? 🤨

Me: No, I am not pregnant! The test was negative! 

Ana: Gooood! At least that's cleared up! But why were you so unhappy on the phone? And where is he?

Me: He left me alone! I had a joint with Sofia last night.😟

Ana: With this crazy one? Are you insane? 😦

Me: Come down! How often have we smoked something together? Hm? 😏

Ana: Yea, but you are being treated in an addiction clinic! I can understand Nico that he's pissed at you! 😠

Me: Yeah, I screwed up again! But it was just a bloody joint!

Ana: Come on, show me around & then I’ll call him!

Me: Well ... this is my new “prison”! 😒

Ana: Oh..Nico has taste! I'm starting to like him, more and more! This bedding...so soft! 

Me: I know! I love this bed too! But that was his mom! I mean, he just took all of his stuff with him from home. 🤷‍♀️

Ana: Hmm ... how about Nico's family? 🤔

Me: Omg...his sister ... you will “love” her! His mom is sooo nice! His dad is ... well, his dad. But they have a big pool and Nico's dad seems to have a lot of...cash! 

Ana: Uhhh...a pool? I'll come with you next time! I want to see his sister!

Me: Yeah, what a bitch! But I know you will have fun with her. 😈 Next time, I’ll take you with me! And you can visit Philip. He lives right across the street! And now, finally tell me what's going on between you & him!

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[floralkittygambler]

Spoiler to upcoming H*skerD*st post (why I dislike it)

Spoilers:

“ [SECT 1 - Body Language (Nif > AD) - Avian/Feline/Human] [SECT 2 - BOUNDARIES: rejection, pushy, reflects val, pref unavailable men like Henroin/Bro (Trav, H), power dynamics in fic/rl, candid pic] [SECT 3 - Age, chemistry (pro, con)/common grounds (addictions), convo, maturity, AD type, Opposites DONT attract (proven by science)] [SECT 4 - IG, fans, viv - streams, viv sis, staff, mick ear comment, issues w staff shipping, requests, new and outdated art, mentality, tsundere, male sex abuse victims in media, poor character and world mapping, neg gay stereotype, oversized pet, H being OOC for fanservice and self indulgence is creepy] [SECT 4.5 - Impact on audience: The message this conveys to audience, esp impressionable young people. lack of staff maturity and understanding on this. concerning fetish.] [SECT 5 - Personal Experiences + why it triggers, where my pov comes from and why its valid] [SECT 6 - CONCLUSION: Why it wont work, brief sum of impact on reality, no respect or boundaries, dangerous message, clear and unrealistic bias (that can lead to sloppy storytelling), How to Fix (best course of action from here, maybe a lesson in boundaries and accepting rejection/cant have everything to AD? Start of a purely platonic bond between the pair, Paternal/grandfather and grandson love (not always covered in media), healthy relationships that arent just sex/romance, how different bonds can help give support to healing, realistic relationships and bonds, moving away from creepy stereotypes and stigma, expanding from the cliche of love healing all and why thats dangerous, love is not to fix someone or yourself, how fanservice dampens storytelling and weakens development - ex pyramid head, viv ‘symbolism’ is heart trademark + lack of research, lesson of respect and boundaries, positive messages, how to improve of the storytelling of HH to avoid cliche and self indulgent/fanservicey pitfalls)] “

Finished the introduction and warning sections. Thisll take some time, esp as its touchy stuff for me. But working on something more refined and professional sounding/looking whilst linking the original for reader ref. Some personal info will be redacted as I feel uncomfortable sharing it as well as it’s in my right to have my privacy. Im aware people will question it however some things will trigger me and I will mention that, however I would rather keep somethings personal. Respect that from a real person please.

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Im also going to cover other (Viv Related) topics such as:

The Dangers of Stolitz

Valentino - The Bastardisation of the Pimp ‘Game’ (It’s NOT romantic)

The Flaws of Angel Dust (From Design, Stereotype, Drugs and Sex Work)

Viv and Critique - Why Criticism is CRUCIAL to Growth + the Difference Between Hate and Help

Points to Improve (in HH/HB)

Professionalism Lacking in Spindle + Concerns

Research! Some Facts About Each Era + Demonology (from a Real Witch!)

[Now I know many may have issues with this one but] Viv Inserts - Verosika, AD, Charlie...? (Incl. Viv Impsona, Staff OCs, How to correctly Self Insert)

Vox is a Victim (Whilst dark humour is great, this just crosses a line - and other facts on male abuse victims treatment)

Viv Has Taken on too much - Why this destroys industry before it begins (and how to avoid the temptation!) - A handy guide on realistic workload to reduce your own stresses and work your way towards your final goal!

Alastor - The Poor Portrayal of Race, Spiritual Practice and Design (And how to improve!)

Biggest Pet Peeve - LEARN YOUR DRINKS, DEMONOLOGY AND GAMBLING! 

What Drink is Husk Drinking? (Ft my decent into booze aka I can make a drink and drink a drink but my arms tire from the shaking aka blended booze b4 aka Repetition of the AoM ‘What Drugs is David Taking? ft The Addiction Boss Monster’)

Redesigns

What Variation Can Spice It Up?

How To Make An Adult Cartoon For ADULTS (And not just horny teens)

Sigils, Incorrect Usage and WTF ARE YER DOIN?! (Even for non-believers, dont misuse!)

Some Theories To Some Gin (or Whiskey or Voddie)

Review on Each Released Product (From Pilots, Comics to Merch)

Symbolism whilst combining Tragedy with Comedy

Bias, Misogyny and Treatment of Same Sex Ships 

Repetition

Why Stan Culture is Dangerous, So is Hate

How to plan, produce and market your own show!

Husk’s Peach Princess Cocktail (as seen on Tipsy Bartender) and Proof the Fans are Too Young To Booze Cruise

Building Rep and Trust whilst keeping boundaries as a creator

The Point and Purpose of the Hotel 

Sexual Fixations in both shows - why is everything sex

[zebraslovescupcakestoo]

My BLUSH BLUSH wish list.

For those who likes the game, fan of the game or anything in between, I wanted to share my thoughts and what I wanted from the game in future updates.

Of course this is just MY thoughts, MY imaginations and just MY wish list so if you disagree, that’s OK! You can just leave what you wanted instead in the comments or in my ask box. I am open to what you have to say. So let’s go right into it:

1. Ugly Christmas Sweaters

Yes, I know I’ve posted this here after I made a screen shots of my conversations in the Steam community, but after the debut and full release of the game, we got up to date 2 DLC characters, voice audios, and a Halloween costume bundles. So if they came up with a special Christmas costume bundle, it would make me up for 2020!

In their older sister game predecessor, Crush Crush, all of their dateable girls have the Santa suit options after you max out their lover levels. (10 diamonds each.) Even though they’ve alternated each of their red Santa style suits, they’re pretty much the same.

Don’t get me wrong! They’re beautiful, but almost the same!

So that’s why if we get UGLY CHRISTMAS SWEATERS instead, it would be more festive and think of how some would match their characteristics like for example: Imagine Nihm with a cute pastel colored sweater or Ichiban with a horror reference video parody. (Or imagine a certain guy with a Grinch vibe with a ‘Merry go f#k yourself’ ugly sweater.) 

2. A new Diamond Boy bundle!

If you have an account with Crush Crush and you played long enough, you already know that there’s the Darya DLC bundle that gives you diamonds on the first run. (The bundle was 15 US dollars.)

So for this, I hope that the Sad Panda team studio would do the same in this game.

I have a few good ideas about what animal forms it could be before you un-curse them:

-A Pokémon knock off of Cloyster and probably friends with that Narcissistic mermaid on the phone fling. They have pearls that looks fabs!

-A dolphin if an Oyster isn’t ‘Shelling’ enough for you nor the others. Think about a treasure hunting dolphin like Ariel who’s collecting human treasures.

-A raccoon thief inspired by the Sly Cooper video games series. This was on PS2 series and had a remake later but this would be an interesting Easter egg reference. (Maybe add some Arsene Lupin reference to ‘compliment’ the detective phone boy fling.) *Wink wink!*

-I found this interesting when I search this topic but an Owl, specifically white barn owls, with ties of Hindu myth symbol of Wealth and Fortune. I’ll leave the link here if you’re interested, but this is like if Sascha was looking for him before scamming...

-A peacock! Think how back in time when you in one of the banquet Henry the 8th hosted and this was served. This was a symbol of pride and luxury so only rich people can have these.

If you have any alternatives references, please let me know in the comments or ask box if you have an ideal diamond bundle manimal and what’s their story. I would love to know and share!

3. Ideal Animal!!!

We all know how a basic Blush Blush dating game is by now: You found their animal forms, you un-cursed them by dates and they’re back to humans again. (For a good humping DLC d!k pic.) We all see that it can be either a real or a fantasy animal like a rabbit to a dragon. So here’s MY idea of the next animal:

-Marine Manimal options!

I’ve said this previously, but all of the guys so far are land animals. I would understand if it’s a bit hard to do, especially with dating scenes, but if it works, I’ll sing Part Of Your World whenever I want!

My personal options are a Dolphin, Shark, Orcas AKA sea pandas, Octopus, Lobster, Crab and Oyster.

-Bird Manimal!

The only bird species we have there at the time is Kelby as a Rooster.

So for the feathered fans of the bird community, MY personal options would be an Owl, Peacock, Hawk, Eagle, Seagal, Ostridge, a Kiwi (bird) (Yes, they’re called like that in New Zealand.) Duck, Parrot, Toucan, Pidgeon or Dove, Crane or any domestic pet birds.

I would like an honorable mention of a crow or raven but since the first phone fling boy winner is the college student goth Poe, there’s a high chances that’s gonna be our second bird at high predictions. But I could be wrong so we’ll see how this would turn out.

-Insect Manimal!

I know that there will be some that would disagree that ‘ThAT’s Not An ANImal CataGory!’ which I could agree. HOWEVER! Since the game creators broke that rule with fantasy creatures like a Pegasus and a Dragon, I thought maybe we can bend that rule a bit.

MY personal insect options would be a Scorpion, a Spider, a Bee, Butterfly, a ‘manly’ Ladybug inspired by Pixar’s A Bug’s life, Praying Mantis, Cricket inspired by Jiminy Cricket  and a Beetle. 

Imagine the last one inspired by either the rock band ‘The Beatles’ or ‘Beetlejuice.’

-Land Manimals!

So going back to land animals, here’s MY personal options that hasn’t been done yet.

A Raccoon, Squirrel, Elephant, Barn Pig, Zebra, Bat, Mice, Fox, Monkey, Turtle (Which COULD have been in the marine instead, but they’re are some in land forms too!) Koala, Kangaroo, Bear, Frog, Donkey, Buck (Adult Bambi) and Lizard.

I would add an honorable mentions or a domesticated Dog or a Cat breed, but we already have a Wolf and 2 Big Cat Boys on the team with DLC. (A Lion would be a nice option, but only if it’s the magical 3 times the charm!)

-Fantasy Manimal.

I’m not entirely sure cause Pegasus and Dragons are already taken, but would think that maybe just a Horned Unicorn, a Loch Nest creature inspired ‘Animal’ or maybe the Eastern version of the Dragon.

Imagine the last one being true and Scales got a rival!

If you have other suggestions, please share if you want.

4. Ideal Manimal characteristics that hasn’t been done yet.

We have some that has characteristic that defines themselves. Nihm’s a shy, cute guy. Eli’s a Bi pride boy. Dmitri is a Smooth talker adult. Anon’s technology attributes.

So for this category, here’s MY personal ones that hasn’t been done yet.

-A Boxing or Kung Fu fighter type.

-Italian Mafia/Gangster or a Yakuza

-Chef or a Baker

-Artist

-Demon (Unless we get Seth or a different guy.)

-Business men or CEO.

-Soldier or Army Officers. 

-Car/Motor/Boat Racer.

-Thief. (Arene Lupin, Sly the thief raccoon or Joker from P5 references.)

If there’s something else that hasn’t been done or that I haven’t posted it, please share with me what you think.

5. Outfit ideas!

I know this would be like a continuation from point numero uno, but here’s a couple of more.

-Swimming trunks.

-Winter apparels. 

-Onesies Animal wear. (Cuz if we don’t get the Animal Options asides resets...)

-Summer apparels.

-Masquerade attire or wedding tuxedo.

-Pajamas.

If there’s more you wanted, again, please share.

6. MORE INCLUSIVITY IN EVERY FORMS!!!

The reason being is when I saw the reviews on the selected winner from Phone vote fling in Blush Blush.

On one hand, there were people who were happy while the rest... aren’t.

I know we all have different taste of either ‘I like cute boys’ or ‘I want a REAL man!’ but that got me thinking... and maybe if we can see guys in different skin tones or different cultures, that could be a nice inclusivity.

Imagine a Native from Southern America with a poncho or a real buff African who’s passionate with animals.

But what would you think? Let me know if this is a good idea or needs to rethink.

7. New dating places.

Like their counter part, they only have 4 date spots. So here’s a few more that would help change the scenery:

-The Beach.

-Theatre (But only showing the front, not the silhouettes.)

-Revisiting the same zoo and meet their counter parts.

-Ice cream shop or cart near the park.

-Their bedrooms. (plausible having the uncensored DLC alternate versions too...)

If you have a separate dating options, share that with me too!

8. Daily spin the wheel prizes.

Hear me out on this one! You probably seen these on numerous Gaming apps in any form, but if you think about it, this could be a nice change of pace!

In each chances, you can either get a boosters from Jobs or hobbies, Diamonds, exclusive outfits, or time skips.

What’s more, you’d get 1 free spin by daily and maybe get an extra 4 more for like 5 diamonds each. (like phone votes.)

9. Decorate your virtual room.

This is only an optional and unrelated to the game. (much..)

If you’d get the option to decorate your in-game room like plushies, posters, BF jackets that was ‘lend’ to you, you’d wanted IT in RL too!!! Also, it would also boost your intimacy's with your manimal such as love hearts intakes or ‘spend less on items with this!’

And this is all I have suggested for now.

If you have other suggestions on what you wanted in that game or update it, please let me know and we can share it here!

Thank you for taking your time to read this and have a wonderful day!

[beibiipinku]

ahhhhh this is the best musical I’ve ever SEEN!!!!

oh my, I just finished watching the second Utena Musical, and let me tell you that IT WAS PERFECT!!! The story, the cast, the special effects!!!😩💕

I won’t be talking about the actors that already appeared on the first musical, I’ll just say that they were WONDERFUL AS ALWAYS(≧∀≦)

LET’S BEGIN!!☺️

First one is Akiooo(￣▽￣) played by Yu Yoshioka!!!❤️I hadn’t even watched the musical when I started loving Yu🥰 (and it’s all thanks to @empty-movement and Mikakooo, who always posted pics w him) Guys, are you all gonna tell me that he’s not rl Akio??? CAUSE HE IS, the only difference between Yu and Akio is that I definitely love Yu!!! (T ^ T)

Then we have Saionji😐 (Now played by Tsubasa Yoshizawa) NOOO, I FEEL BAD, really bad, they changed Shoujirou!!! T^T I don’t wanna sound rude but... I HATE this Saionji, he doesn’t have any facial expression, and it really bothers me! His singing wasn’t that bad, but... but... I JUST WANT SHOUJIROU BACK!!! 。・゜・(ノД`)・゜・。

Next is Miki!! Ayyyy I really love Yuta｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡ He’s so cute, and much better than Natsuki!!! I know he doesn’t sound like Miki either, but HE’S A PERFECT MIKI and I really don’t know WHY(๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)💓

Then we have Mikage, played by: ...(￣▽￣;) ummm I don’t know his name hehe... I think it was something like Tokuyama... But whatever, Let’s continue... Not much to say actually, he was good, his voice was normal (? (＾ｰ^) Yeah, that’s all, NEXT

Next is Kozue(〃ω〃)MARINAAAAAAA, omg, omg, omg, I love Marina so much🥰💕 Like many other people here, I met her in NogiMyu, where she plays Umino, but that is obviously not the reason why I fell in love with her haha. She’s so funny and cute, and has a style that ahhhh(*´꒳`*) ONE OF MY FAVORITE ACTRESSES AS ONE OF MY FAVORITE CHARACTERS💗

Shiori!!! Played by THE ONE AND ONLY Fuyuna Asakura!!｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡ As I was into the Utena musicals before I even watched them, my love for Fuyuna started long ago💓 but it’s the first time I actually see her in action🥺 I WAS SHOCKED when I heard her voice, SHE SPEAKS JUST LIKE SHIORI, it’s scary I tell you(o_o) I loved her, she was perfect!!!

AHHHH YOHDIIIII!!!! Yohdi played Mamiya in here!!! It was his first play🥺AND HE WAS AMAZING!!! Yohdi’s voice was as cute as him!!! 💗 But that’s not the point in here!!! YOHDI IS THE MOST FASHIONABLE PERSON IN THE ENTIRE WORLD(´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀) so I suggest you to stop reading this boring post and immediately go follow him on Instagram!!!!

That’s all we have for today!!!💕I don’t know which play I’ll talk about next😐I was planning to talk about Come Here, Josephine! but I can’t find it anywhere(Ｔ＿Ｔ) so I guess I’ll just rewatch Un Nouveau Voyage for the 18462927983th time, and make some gifs of Shuu T^T💓

[fthisshiiimout]

This whole toxic shipping culture in this fandom is funny as fuck..yes I said that! And I will say it again for the idiots in the back: FUNNY AS FUCK! Ya know why? Because why in reality do you care who the hell an actor is with? Its their life..let THEM live it!

These actors are NOT their characters..They play THEIR characters nothing more, nothing less..

But then again you have fandom blogs that feed this frenzy of RL couples to the fandom. And it feels to be more specifically to be "the idiot" and Blackburn. Personally I feel its kind of intrusive to post about RL couples in any fandom. Even if there on IG posting pics with their SO. Its their IG and Im sure they LOVE seeing it "stolen" ( screen shotted or screen recorded) off there and reposted everywhere else...NOT..Actors are allowed to have personal lives and I think its pretty petty and disturbing when i dont even have to follow or subscribe to these actors to find out what they are doing daily in their lives because some ridiculous fangirl or blogger is already reposting it on Tumblr or Twitter. But "fuck me" right? Its your blog or feed or whatever so you post what you want right? Ssuurreee...

But them again some forethought would be nice..If you do this in your blog..just know that discouse of some kind will follow..just human nature and "opinions are like assholes..everyones got one!!"

Or maybe..just maybe you could get a life of your own outside of a fandom and live it. It truly must be exhausting to be so engrossed in someone elses life that you miss out on living your own. Celebs dont give a flying fuck what your doing in your everyday life as long as you watch their show, movie or the like so they can get their paychecks and pay to go to places you would only dream of going to..and have more gay sex ( or straight I suppose) with equally beautiful rentboys or girls that your not having. Its a vicious cycle.

Then again your on here living and breathing these actors dealing with discourse and bullshit that your fostering ( no matter how benign or innocent) your posts may be. Why for the love of God would you put yourself thru that?? Its not that important and it just makes you upset and miserable. These actors are NOT your friends..They AGAIN dont give a shit about you. Its all money to them..money YOUR not making.

Fandoms should be fun and about the show and characters of said show..plots and character breakdowns, fanfiction and gif sets..talking to like minded people..Fun..right? But between the hate and discourse (I find hilarious..because people are dumb...) for most its just depressing and overwhelming..and people leave fandoms like that..which..whatever..Its the death of YOUR fandom. So many amazing writers and gif makers and generally cool people have left this fandom because S2 was downright horrible, the former showrunner is a douche and the writing and overacting are shit. Does toxic fandom need to be added to that?

People in this fandom are literally attacking people for the characters they like. There are like 7 mainish characters on this show and people are attacked for liking any one of them..Do you think RL couples are gonna be treated differently?? "The idiot" is dating a mixed chick and Blackburn is dating a guy..Hello?? Maria was skewered by many just for being black and Alex for being a homosexual. Fuck people are dumb! You never thought that would carry over when your posting about RL couples..people cannot be this dumb? Or maybe they can.. In other words " You reap what you sow."

Please feel free to attack me in the comments because i sit on the fringe of this fandom for this reason..to be the outsider looking in and give the bigger picture on the ridiculousness of this show and fandom.

If you continue to keep posting RL couples..i will continue to drink my coffee and laugh at you when you bitch about the racism and homophobia in this fandom..because you continue to feed the beast.

[frangipanidownunder]

You always give sensible advice. This is really quite silly so pls feel free to ignore! I came back to fandom & discovered tumblr during 2015 as an escape from RL. To my surprise, D's rs still makes me kinda sad when I see his current pics (personal reasons about large age gap rs with older men & very young women) even though don't know him, shouldn't care & it's all between consenting adults. Condemn all vileness towards the actors and their SOs 100% but wish I could get over it & feel stupid

Hey gorgeous. Please don’t think your concerns are silly. And I’m not sure if this is the full message, but this is what I received.

I totally get the discomfort you feel about age-gap relationships. I do have a couple of acquaintances who are in long-term relationships with older men, although we’re talking 20 years not 30+. I think we have a tendency to judge people based on our own value systems, not theirs. I must admit I always struggle with the ‘but you’ll only be 40 when he’s in his seventies’ and that’s pretty weird. I look at my Dad who turned 80 this year and see how much he’s aged in the last decade. It catches up! Also, I was a totally different person at 25, 35, 45 etc. You change as you experience more in life. You find your voice. I guess you can only hope that these RS’s change and grow too.

It’s understandable that you feel let down given that we place our celebrities on a pedestal to admire (although we should probably learn by now that doing so often ends in disaster). To me, DD created a persona of intellectual aloofness, quiet ageing, lonely writer and I found that attractive. But from what we know (which isn’t much outside the arena of paparazzi shots, those cringey fitness vids and salacious gossip) he seems to have slipped into cliched rock star with a beautiful young bird hanging off his arm. It’s disappointing, but it’s his life. What I do know is that his gf is an adult and can make her own choices, despite her young age. Pretty sure that she’s having the time of her life, he gets to feel young and adored and maybe that’s the transaction. Maybe it’s more.

I met DD before his Melbourne concert. He was charming and lovely and signed my shoulder! The gf was in the wings and he looked over at her a few times during the night. They’re still together, so there’s clearly something there. Who knows whether he wakes at night telling himself that age is just a number and it’s nobody else’s business or whether he goes into a dead sleep because he’s exhausted by those workouts and doesn’t have time to reflect, hahaha.

Anyway, we have no idea what it’s like to live in that kind of environment where you are constantly judged and have to look good all the time and your fans are hanging off every word and you can’t go to the coffee shop without someone asking for a selfie. It must be exhausting for those used to Hollywood and probably exciting for the newbies. DD’s family and friends seem to be okay with his gf, perhaps because it’s no surprise. 

Not sure any of this helps, anon. But you just have to separate the persona from the person. As fans, we buy into the image, not the man. I enjoy DDs writing, I endured his music for the sake of the meet and greet, I’m not going to cancel him just yet. He’s too pretty still!

Have a lovely day, beautiful.

[bubmyg]

first vacation together headcannons with rl?? u can pick locations or whatever as you want 🥺

yoongi

cabin/bed and breakfast/airbnb in some relatively remote like landmark area of nature or something aka essentially some place he’s “always” wanted to visit and tells you with a slightly shy smile “and what better to go than with you.”

buying groceries for the week and insisting that you’re only there for a week and don’t need that much coffee

hiking adventures

he gradually gets less flustered about asking you to take pictures of him in various places

also you know that pic of him standing in between all the mirrors with that dorky smile on his face? that’s what they all look like anyway

it’s someplace cold enough for a hot tub. probably.

but it’s not what you’d imagine because he’s whining from the doorway about how cold it is

“if i told you i was naked in here would it help.”

“...you can’t just tell me it has to be true—” 

cuddles by a fire :-/

hoseok

beach like tropical beach destination

aka hobi in expensive sunglasses and shorts and patterned tank tops and also way too expensive flipflops

and probably a fanny pack he filled with gummy snacks and is legitimately curious to why you’re giggling at him

souvenir purchasing FIEND

like why do you have an arm length plush whale? who knows

“you know we’ll have to get an extra bag for all of this, right? like my suitcase only holds so much ‘taehyung would think this is cool’ material.”

“guess we’ll just have to come back another time so we can get more stuff :-)”

also fancy dinners on the shore like that one picture guk (tae? somebody) posted from malta

sharing ice cream and those cute lil noises he makes when he likes something lol

last morning sitting on the beach watching the sunrise and he just nudges you and insists that he was serious about doing this kind of thing again :-)

namjoon

“i’ll tape your passport to your forehead do not—”

doesn’t matter because you’re almost late to your flight anyway aka sprinting through the airport 

i’m thinking some sort of sleepy coastal beach town that maybe isn’t tropical enough for like sunburns and ice cream but the hotel/resort probably has a pool or whatever

vacation is more designated to exploring the land and the culture and whatever else comes your way

probably includes signing up for a lot of different things, classes, events, special dinners, etc

the typical touristy dad with a camera around his neck and a fanny pack on and a big dopey grin every time you tease him for the very thing

sunset beach walks and the breeze makes it cold but he’s like a walking heater so

waking up early to eat breakfast with the incoming sunrise

“is the passport still taped to your head?”

“...maybe I lost it on purpose so we never have to leave.”

[roominthecastle]

A ‘bullet point text reaction’ post thing to the season premiere would be forking good. If you can spare the time in between all the rewatching and RL, which again might be messin with the rewatching. Ps. sexy librarian ftw.

Apologies for the late reply, anon, and thank you for the interest. I gave it a try but apparently I had a lot more rambling in me than expected, so I’m not sure how much the bullet point format will help. Still, I rolled w/ it behind the cut:

obv spoilers ahead for those who haven’t seen + it’s mostly Michael focused but who is surprised at this point? ok, here we go:

Yes. All hail the Sexy Librarian Guy! 👍

and his ~~flawless~~ Australian accent lmao. I am no native speaker but even I could hear it was just… delightfully off. I love this disaster zone demon so much.

and how pleased he was that Eleanor was pleased w/ that particular “intervention”. It’s a small but nice reminder of how making her happy makes him happy now. #oppositeTorturesRule

it’s a v small thing but I also loved the “fast food link”: Michael being ecstatic about the Pizza Hut/Taco Bell combo & Eleanor fantasizing about Chipotle during Chidi’s lecture on Aristotle. It reminded me of that s1 moment when she tells Michael about those Arizona churro dogs and they both just go ahhhhhhhh at the image + Judge Gen ofc (they love fast food in the afterlife)

also also the sweet ache of Michael being entangled in her ticker tape while insisting on nudgy-nudge-nudge her & Chidi together bc that’s how it should be is still pressing hard on my heart thank you v much

but

I think that being deprived of close contact w/ his humans is causing Michael to slide back into puppet master mode again. His motivation is different or “reformed” now (secretly helping instead of secretly torturing) but his methods, his itch to control everything (and failing), and the rigid focus on his goals are… not so much, imo, and I love it bc this is Michael: he is a nerd but also an idiot w/ Wile E. Coyote vibes. Janet tries to reel him in but she can’t. Eleanor was the only one who could control him and she was the only one whose advice he actively sought and listened to, but she cannot be there for him now, so yes, I am getting a lot of S1 vibes from this double ep complete w/ her unintentionally messing w/ his formula by not falling for Chidi & the arrival of Trevor. *rubs hands*

COCOONS

so many

so… squishy

and TODD! I never thought I would see him so soon but I was right: he is the best lava monster and fork you, Shawn, for being a jerk to him when he was nothing but supportive and even brought you guys Dunkin’ Spiders to snack on.

I love Shawn, he is the perfect baddie, and I love that we got another glimpse into how TBP operates w/ all their excruciatingly low-tech gadgets. It’s in sharp contrast to (even Michael’s fake) TGP where everything is so neat, efficient, and high-tech. It’s another nice reminder of how the torturers are also being made miserable in TBP in various ways. I can’t blame Michael for wanting to keep his failing experiment running as long as possible.

Judge Gen (who continues to be a delight and way too relatable w/ her binge-watching of media content) is so up to something, people. I cannot shake this feeling that this whole “Operation Resurrection” is not what it looks like on the surface at all. Maybe it’s an experiment within an experiment sort of deal. I mean, why does she trust Michael of all creatures w/ the monitoring duty at all?? She might be quirky but she is def not stupid. She must know he’s a natural rule breaker who’s incapable of sitting still for longer than 2 seconds and he’s not at all impartial here. The way she set this all up reminds me of the test she gave Jason, and Michael is already failing just like Jason did bc he couldn’t opt out of “playing” due to lack of impulse control and a massive personal bias regarding his favorite team, the Cockroaches. idk what this will mean long-term but I think he’s gonna be in a lot of trouble soon.

speaking of Jason and Michael: theirs is my favorite (sort of bonding) scene, hands down. Again, it reminded me of an early S2 moment when Jason stumbles on a brooding, lost Michael and tells him a dope story about his 60-person dance crew that unexpectedly inspires Michael to seek out Eleanor & Co. The situations are reversed here but it’s an excellent parallel, esp when you compare the two scenes and see the development in both characters and their relationship. Jason is a bit   more grounded and Michael is less dismissive and much kinder to him now. I also love Jason’s continued immunity to Michael’s b.s. It’s different from Eleanor’s (his is stupid-based and hers is about being smartbrained) but it works and pushes Michael to just level w/ him and the second he does, Jason becomes instantly receptive. It’s just a really really great character moment that also moves the plot, so it’s basically perfect. Also I think this is the moment when Michael is temporarily pulled from his puppet master mode due to being near one of his human friends again, and his other side peeks out as he lets himself rest a bit - it’s in his body language, too, as he leans back against the bridge railing and has a semi-honest chat w/ Jason.

Michael’s disguises are an eternal source of happiness to me. All of them (and based on promo pics, more is coming). I also love the way he approaches each human bc it is reminiscent of how he steered them during the reboots: to Eleanor he gave a small clue and just let her chew on it and work w/ it. W/ Chidi, he was more direct, posing as a wise helper/guide. W/ Tahani, he targeted her sense of self-worth. W/ Jason, he gave up after 5 seconds and just told him what he wanted him to do.

I doubt his aliases raised many eyebrows, tho, not in a universe where Simone has colleagues called Mrelk and Catapulp :D but Eleanor seemed to have a bit of a “hmm” reaction to the name of Dr. Charles Brainman, so… we’ll see.

Dr. Simone Garnett had probably the smoothest entry into an established character group, imo. I’m usually sensitive to changes like this but it’s like she’s always been here - another excellent casting choice right there. I am not gonna touch shipping issues, thank you, but I love how Simone’s presence, which is a lot of fun in itself, instantly enriched the landscape of relationship dynamics regarding the present, the future and also the past. I feel that every character combination exists somewhere in canon whether it’s explicitly on screen or not, and that’s just an incredibly freeing, resourceful attitude to have on a show w/ this sort of “multiverse” setup, imo. They have the premise, so why not milk its full potential? The writers use relationships as tools to aid character development, they have admitted as much already, and I am looking forward to seeing what other combos they have in mind and how they play out.

despite his limited screen time and despite him spending most of it being flat and emotionless, frog guy aka The Doorman managed to deliver the biggest punch in my heart w/ that reaction to Michael’s gift. I.crumbled. the way his flatness did when he saw the frog on the mug. Thank you, Mike O'Malley.

It’s probably a good thing that they are becoming buddies now bc w/ evil Trevor in the mix, Michael’s gonna turn that Earth entrance into a revolving door. Unless Judge Gen is onto him and steps in at some point. And I still don’t know how he will interact w/ the team now since they’ve all met him already and he was posing as a different person each time. And given his track record, whatever solution he comes up with, Eleanor will see right through him eventually anyway.

ok this is way too long already, so I’m just gonna say that I am very excited for this season, I love the new setup, I miss the fake Good Place but the university environment is growing on me fast, too, and just bring it, show, ok?

my body is ready

[thisdiscontentedwinter]

submission

Hello, do you remember me? I’m the anon who asked for help because he’s afraid that he’ll become an SJW. I just want to say thanks for the advice, for Disco, Disco’s followers, and Disco’s anons. If you remember getting an ask from an anon about a gay guy who’s insecure about his appearance, that’s also me. Also a huge thank you for that. I just want to ‘report’ to you about my progress.

I’ve tried to detach myself away from celebrities. I try to avoid looking at pics of my favorite celebs like RDJ, or Tom Holland, because for now, they are quite triggering for me. But I’m getting better, I promise! If I used to get upset for like, hours, after I saw pictures of them, because I imagine them being unfaithful, now I usually forget about it after like overthinking for 15 minutes, and move on.

But today, I cracked. I stumbled upon this blog http://yourfaveisproblematic.tumblr.com/, and from the very first start, I knew that browsing that blog would do me no good, but in the end I still did it. And as expected, it really made (makes) me upset & lose hope, when I see racist, sexist, homophobic celebrities still going strong (some are stronger), and it really makes me more upset when I found out that some of my faves even defended their friends who have/had that behavior. I really feel alone when I’m thinking about this issue because I feel I probably the only one who stupidly gets upset over other people’s behavior. People that I personally don’t know. I feel I’m the only one who takes issues about racism, etc seriously amongst my rl friends. That makes me wonder, am I the only one who takes it seriously? Or am I the only one who takes it TOO seriously?

About the infidelity thing, I think I know why I was sooo upset about people being unfaithful, especially men. I just (over)empathized because my father was one. He slept with lots of girls when he was young, leaving many of the pregnant, and he used to share that story with me & my siblings when we were kids, and he was proud like it was something funny to tell, but deep inside, even until now, I get sick remembering his story. Add that to my personality, who is sensitive by nature, and my tendency to empathize more to the minority since I am one too, makes me oversensitive about infidelity. And with people accepting/don’t care about men being unfaithful because reasons like “he’s a guy, it’s no surprise”, I’m upset because it teaches the younger men to think “well, since I’m a guy, it’s not a big deal if I cheat, every man does it”. And it’s making me feel really upset because I feel there’s no progress in the world. Men keep being shitty & entitled because “boys will be boys”.

But I have to say, the racism & sexism that happen (even on twitter) still upsets me a lot. As a gay Asian man, I feel really angry whenever I see sexist & racist post, but I can ignore homophobia, maybe because I’m still closeted and yet to face real-life homophobia. Like when I saw a twitter video (from your anon actually) about a black couple making fun/mimicking the accent of a Vietnamese salon lady, and the twitter response was torn between offended Asians Vs “It’s not a big deal/black people can’t be racist because we’re minorities” from mostly black people. I was really upset because racism against Asian is still being severely overlooked & made fun of. Like if that video was about an Asian doing blackface etc, or making fun of black people, people will lose their shit. But what made me feel better is there are also lots of black people who also thought that it was not cool.

About my body acceptance, I started to unfollow lots of tumblrs & subreddits that I used to follow, most of them are porn/nsfw blogs about sexy men, which you can guess, most of them are white men. I am following more Asian men blogs, so I can have a more positive and realistic body goals.

For now, I still want to get surgery on my face, but I’m not as depressed as I was. The difference is, I used to think “I’m so ugly, I need surgery, why the fuck I was born like this”, and now I think “If I had money, I’ll fix this and this”. Maybe it’s not much of a big difference, but I guess I don’t think about killing myself that much now.

The dating scene in the gay community sucks, you’re right. Not to mention that racism is also rampant in the gay community. If there’s an Asian guy who rants about being fetishized, people will start calling us crybaby, bitchy, clingy, etc. Or telling us that we should be grateful because at least there are people who want us.

They will never know how it feels to be conditioned to like a certain group of people, yet that certain group of people (are also conditioned, I guess to) find us unattractive.

If we say about wanting a proper gay Asian representation in media, people will say that we ask too much. I feel that’s rich, coming from a community who also wants “proper” representation for LGBT aka white gay dude.

Recently, I’m telling myself “Start from the little things, take baby steps before you can change the world.” Maybe I’m being too impatient and too ambitious, but I feel I’m contributing nothing to the world. If I tell my friends not to be sexist, would they stop being sexist? Probably not, since I have done that a few years ago and my guy friends still have sexist mindset. Then what am I good for? Will I be making a difference to the world in 10 years? Will I even have the chance to be creating a difference to lots of people? If not, then what am I doing? Am I that insignificant? Should I just let go of my cause, and live without any consideration to the others?

Sorry if I sound too dramatic & exaggerating. I hope you don’t mind me getting things off my chest here. Thank you so much Disco. I’m sorry if any of my words offend you or anyone reading this.

DW: 

Thanks for letting me know how you’re going! I’m glad you’re doing better. It might only feel like small steps to you, but I think it’s huge that you’re not being as negative on yourself, and not wanting to kill yourself. (You did say “that much”, which is huge progress, but I hope you can keep working on your self acceptance so that it’s something that you can get past altogether.) I hope that you can keep taking these small steps, and that you see how far you’ve come. 

I think there’s a really important distinction between knowing that people are often shitty, and actually inviting that into your Tumblr feed every day, you know? You don’t need to look at blogs that reinforce the negative things you already know about the world--not if they’re going to trigger you. And I think I’ve told you this before--you need to look after yourself before you can look after anyone else, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with making yourself, and your own mental wellness, your first priority.  

I really wish you the best, and please remember that when you’re thinking those negative thoughts, and the world really does seem overwhelmingly shitty, and people seem overwhelmingly shitty as well, that there are plenty of us out there who want you to be happy.  

[romancandlemagazine]

An Interview with Windy Osborn

Shooting BMXers in the 70s and 80s, Windy Osborn’s up-close, high-zoot shots captured BMX with a dose of straight-up rawness rarely seen in ‘action-sports photography’. Here she discusses how she got started, her own attempts at riding and her time working with a young Spike Jonze.

First of all, how’s it going?

Great, thanks for asking. I’ve finally had a chance, this last year, to focus on converting the best of the classic shots of mine from back in the 80’s to digital, and uploading them to my website. I still have some stragglers, but the best of the best are now up and purchasable, for the serious collectors.

How did you get started taking BMX photos?

When we first began going to the BMX races in like 1973, my father would be the race starter and RL would race (Editor’s note: Windy’s brother and freestyle pioneer). My father lent me his Minolta SLR to take pictures, so I would have something to do for fun. Because my father was a photography enthusiast he had his own darkroom set up at home. He processed my first roll, shot at 13, and said that I had a good eye. I thought he was just being the encouraging father he was supposed to be. As we became active deeper in BMX, we came across a newspaper, Bicycle Motocross News, published by Elaine Holt. My father became a contributing writer/photographer, reporting on California BMX racing, and eventually I contributed my works and ended up being a staff photographer for the paper, first published at 14.

Your brother R.L. was one of the first people to really push ‘freestyle’ riding in the 80s. Did you ever ride yourself?

No, no, no — my only attempt behind the bars was way back in 73, when I entered a side-hack race with my trusty girlfriend, Theresa Grenke, as my monkey. This was at the Redondo Beach track, which was actually a great little local track, built on the side of a hill. So… nice downhill from the start, big jump and then into a berm — scared the s#@t out of me! And I realized at that point it was a lot safer behind the camera than the bars! Besides, being the photog’ had its advantages for being able to meet boys. Where I was shy normally, the camera was a handy tool in many ways.

You shot the cover of the first issue of BMX Action when you were sixteen, did you think anything of it at the time?

It was cool. I know my dad and I used to kinda compete for the cover, so there was always this friendly rivalry between us. He didn’t like that I could take such good pics with such ease. He said he had to work at it, whereas it was natural for me.

Even nowadays, BMX is fairly male-orientated; did you feel any sort of animosity being a girl taking photos at BMX competitions, or do you think it helped you get the shots?

There’s something very self-driving when you find yourself in a situation where the odds appear to be stacked against oneself, so I enjoyed being in the “what’s a girl doing that for?” situation. All I wanted to do was show them I could, and better than anyone else. More than anything, I was into shooting for the art and the opportunity to speak loudly and communicate my vision, of what I was experiencing. Men look at things very differently than a woman. The men who shot, looked at it as journalism and documenting, I looked at it as “OMG!!! Look at what these kids are doing!” I was so blown away and impressed; I wanted to make them bigger than life, through my vision.

Shot with a fish-eye lens and often with a lot of motion blur, your photos weren’t really like anyone else’s. What were you looking at for inspiration back then?

I wanted to show the insides of their heart and souls, I wanted people to be able to taste the excitement. That’s why I got so close, and closer and closer…and I found that when you crop in, you change the perspective of viewing to being more involved in the action, rather than standing back safely and viewing from a distance.

You took Spike Jonze under your wing when he was a teenager. What was it like working with him?

Comical. His advantage was hanging with the guys, as to where I didn’t necessarily fit in to hang with them… so I wanted to make my art and then get out of their way. Remember, I WAS shy at heart.

When was the last time you shot a BMX photo? Is it something you’d like to come back to?

‘89, I believe at the Oklahoma Grand Nationals… and YES! I’ve been wanting to get my hands on the 14-24 Nikon lens and then go up to Santa Cruz and shoot Wilkerson… we have a standing date. I’m anxious to find out how the digital camera works with my style of shooting. Digital is so awesome because of its instantaneousness and convenience, even though I use it old school style. I am looking forward to that moment…soon.

See more of Windy’s photographs here. Interview originally published in 2013.

[yukipri]

Hey, I want to start posting my own art but i don't know if i should do it on tumblr or instagram...which one should i choose? i noticed that you use both, but all your art has your blog URL... any thoughts?

Okay so here’s my best attempt to answer this, it got a bit long sorry! ^ ^;

I think different people have vastly different experiences posting art on various social media platforms depending on what you post, how you want to present it, how many followers you have, and how you regularly interact/WANT to interact with those followers.

I technically have an instagram which I tried to get myself to restart using after my last convention since so many cosplayers use it, and i tried putting a very small amount of art on there but tbh it’s already fallen back to its original use, which is to sometime post photos to tumblr through it ^ ^; I realized Instagram’s not a great platform for me personally to post art because 1) I personally do not have a lot of followers on it, 2) of those followers, many are rl people who found me through fb which i try to keep separated from my fandom blogs, 3) Instagram heavily controls image dimensions so it’s not great if you frequently post tall or long posts and the majority of my art is portrait, 4) Instagram is good for individual aesthetic images, not so great for long story-telling multi-page comics, which is a lot of what I do, 5) I’m not entirely sure how people find your blog on instagram since no reblogging and tags and stuff seem strange and most of the attention seems to come from people who already follow you, and I’m too tired to learn another social media platform now, and 6) Instagram is full of a TON of art theft and I’ve had too many personal bad experiences to have a good impression of the platform as a whole.

So uh, yep, in other words for me Instagram is mostly for cosplay, selfies, pet pics, and merch pics ^ ^;

I also post on Twitter, but that has its fair share of issues too. It, like instagram, is pretty bad for posting portrait images and works better with square/landscape aligned images. It absolutely SUCKS for long comics and multi-page things because the previews are awful. The text limitation is also pretty miserable for someone like me who loves talking a LOT on my posts. It also has a really weird HUGE hit or miss gap between art posts, and I feel like the amount of followers or comments you get per successful art post is far fewer than Tumblr, though others may have different experiences. It IS good for connecting to a less English and tbh far less America-centric community though ^ ^;

I personally prefer to use Tumblr as my main art posting platform for several reasons, some simply because I’ve been more successful here and that’s motivation to continue, and some also just because of what I post. This was the first fandom social media I was really active on, and I’ve been active for YEARS and have sloooooooooooooowly but steadily gained more success, bit by tiny bit through various fandoms (so yeah, tons of art posts with only single digit notes? been there, done that WHOO).

Because Tumblr’s been my main social media, I’ve gotten used to formatting my art specifically for it. Almost all of my art uses Tumblr’s ideal image posting proportions (2 width: 3 height, for those wondering, anything taller blurs), and I’ve learned to take advantage of Tumblr’s vertical scrolling to make posts that stand out when you speed scroll. I’m also the kind of artist who again, rarely posts a “look a pretty picture anyone can appreciate” type art, and more “here’s a really obscure hyper specific AU comic that you’ll have to follow all the links and read the text to appreciate,” type work. This latter means that being able to write long comments (and being able to put it beneath a cut), add links to other posts, and properly tag is really important.

I’ve also found that when I personally post this hyper specific content, on Tumblr and only Tumblr of my social media platforms do I get significant feedback. This is almost entirely because my own unique followers are truly amazing and I’m so incredibly grateful to them, but also partially because there’s so many methods of feedback for people at various comfort levels. There’s the askbox, which I can respond to publicly and where people can send anon if that’s easier. There’s IMs, which I can rarely respond to but it’s an option. There’s replies and comments in reblogs of posts. And there’s tags for people who want to ramble but don’t necessarily look for responses from me. The combination of all of these results in quite a decent amount of feedback that I can enjoy ^ ^; And again, this isn’t for every post; I find that art with less specific context, even if it gets exponentially more notes just don’t have the same type of feedback as my more specific content. And experiences will vary heavily between users, but this is just the community that I feel has grown around my own art here (Thank you all, dear followers, you’re all amazing ;A;).

Tumblr’s url is the one stamped on all of my work because it’s the one I’ve created my brand on, it’s the one that contains all of my content as I meant for it to be seen (comments, tags, links to other related posts and all) so it’s the one that most of my reposts on my other social media link to anyway, and also to be blunt, it has many more times the number of followers than all of my other social medias combined >.<;

Of course, Tumblr has plenty of cons too. As noted above, but horizontal images are CRAP to post on Tumblr bc they take the least amount of space when you’re vertically scrolling so even it’s a ridiculously huge and detailed long post, it’ll barely blip on most dashes. There’s a limit of 10 images, which can be annoying for me sometimes as a comic artist who has to work around that. Tumblr also does this ridiculously stupid thing where it resizes the image that appears on the dash so it’s really crappy quality and it’s a pain for people to open up the actual resolution image. Tumblr also has, ah, a very specific and rather hostile culture around many things, and depending on what you post you could get a lot of unsavory comments that will be a LOT more rare on other platforms. I’ve found that users on other platforms tend to understand the “You control what you consume,” concept a lot better ^ ^;;;; And given the above various forms of interacting with your followers that I’ve listed above, this also means that people have a variety of tools to make you feel like crap too! And then there’s all that stuff about safety mode going on recently, among other problems. Not a perfect platform, not by a LONG shot.

So which social media platform will be right for you? Again, it really, REALLY depends. If rl people follow you on one or the other and you want or DON’T want them to see it, that’s a factor. If you’re used to talking to your followers on one account and maybe they’d be interested in seeing something else from you, that’s an option. If you want to divide personal from fandom or combine them, that’s a factor. If you prefer more “artistic” or aesthetic art, perhaps instagram and twitter would work far better for you than me. If you have a certain art orientation you prefer, that’s a factor (again: Instagram = square, Twitter = square/landscape, Tumblr = portrait/square). If you want to write a lot of comments or post multi-page work, perhaps Tumblr is better. And of course, it certainly doesn’t hurt to try posting on multiple simultaneously and seeing what works for you, which could be everything! 

But most importantly, please don’t get too discouraged if your work does not immediately get the response you were hoping it’d get. Gaining a following takes time and there are so many factors involved beyond your skill level alone, including the popularity of the fandom if it’s fanart, timeliness, frequency of your posts, and the biggest one is sheer dumb luck. Most if not all followers won’t ever comment. Most of your followers won’t even bother to hit like. It WILL feel exhausting and unrewarding and thankless if you go into it for the notes alone. So please, it’ll be hard but it can be a wonderful and rewarding thing to share things you’ve put your love and passion into, so enjoy drawing, draw what you love, and share because you want to share that feeling ^ ^

Sorry this got SUPER long, but I hope it was somewhat helpful! ^ ^;