#there isn't a YouTube tutorial for tagging

[polariscroquis]

As I always let you guys know, I posted another video on my channel. This time, it's a little different, 'cause it isn't fanart related.

On this one, I'm mostly explaining a little bit about my OC's background story and how I used it to create his character design so he won't be ✨generic✨

I studied character design and concept art for quite a while, but had to give up doing it professionally 'cause it's too expensive to keep studying art and I can't afford it - but hey, I can give a tip or two when it comes to it!

I hope it helps someone! Also, I've no idea what people would like to know about this subject, so I kinda just went with it. Feel free to leave questions and I'll answer them and maybe even make another video! ^^

The video here is 26min long 'cause I have a serious case of talking too much. And apprently, according to yt peoples, I have an unintentional ASMR voice 🙃

[spookyforestcryptid]

Friendly reminder that what you is is what you got, and I am money

[sevgilimsatoru]

Error 410: (Self Aware!AU, Caleb Edition) Part 2

Part: 1 Part: 3 Part:4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 A/N Summary: A self aware!AU with Caleb and NonMC! reader. Tags: Caleb x reader, Caleb x NonMC! reader, Caleb x fem!reader, Stressedout!reader. Hypersexual!reader Trigger warnings: Masturbation, Mentions of slight sexual themes? Disgust in response to said sexual themes? Word Count: 1k

Inspired by: @ittybittyfanblog A/N: Hi, first of all, thanks for all the support. I really appreciate each and everyone of you. The only thing that I want to keep constant with my reader or Non!Mc is that she is hypersexual. Hypersexuality: It is referred to as compulsive sexual behavior or sex addiction, It's an intense focus on sexual fantasies, urges or behaviors that can't be controlled.  I wanted my reader to be hypersexual because I feel like this is still a hush topic even in safe spaces for people who are suffering from mental illness. Hypersexuality is often a trauma response from the brain of kids who were groomed, S/Aed or just got the unfiltered internet access at a young age and saw things that they shouldn't. If you don't feel comfortable with reading it, it's alright. You can just scroll past that part and I will make sure it's not too long or too frequent but it will be present. Hope you enjoy!!

"The best way to keep a prisoner from escaping is to make sure he never knows he's in prison" "-Fyodor Dostoevsky"

Silence, finally. Sweet, calm silence. You never knew how much you appreciate silence until the screeching loudness of your alarm blared throughout the room.

God.., when did you even set an alarm? You were sure you had made to turn off all your alarms a few days ago. Ugh.. You slowly opened your eyes. Wanting to stop that annoying noise and sleep a little more.

But the dryness in your mouth was probably a good reminder to wake up and drink some water. You really didn't need the hassle of going to a doctor because of dehydration. Your hand reaching out to pick up your phone and shutting the damn alarm off. The noise you let out when you finally got off the bed was between a whine and a groan. Rubbing your eyes, you walked inside the kitchen. Pouring yourself a glass of water. You took a sip- the cold liquid flowing in your mouth and down your parched throat. Quickly finishing the glass of water, pouring yourself one more. The liquid dripped down your chin with how quickly you were drinking it. Like a man dying of thirst in the middle of a desert. You panted slightly, pulling a glass away from your lips, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. Wow, that felt so much better.. Your mom would taunt you to death if she saw you like this. Maybe you should start taking care of yourself.. But first, you should make some breakfast- now that you thought about it.., did you have dinner last night? Opening your fridge, you were greeted with a sad sight, there was almost nothing inside except a few slices of bread, two eggs and a few vegetables along with a little more than half a carton of milk.

That was more than enough for you to feed yourself today- maybe you should ask your parents for money, stock up the fridge. Yeah, maybe.. they had insisted to pay for your expenses even after it had been a struggle to convince them that you could live on your own. Taking out the eggs and vegetables, you placed them on the kitchen counter. Running the tap water to wash the vegetables. "I can make an omelet, it'll be quick an easy," You thought, letting out a small hum. It did get lonely living alone.. Closing the tap of water, you walked over to your room, picking up your phone and unlocking it. "Omelet.. omelet.. hmm" You muttered, scrolling through your phone, opening youtube. One of the first few videos you saw was an omelet tutorial. Wow. Isn't that awfully convenient? Oh well, doesn't matter. It didn't take long for you to make the omelet, it was actually pretty good. Much better than any omelet you've made before. You still had to shower, clean up your apartment, clean the dishes, do the laundry. That was a lot of work but well, you can do all that.. slowly.

Time passed and before you knew it, it was afternoon. With a sigh, you laid down in your bed. All that work was unsurprisingly exhausting. But you had actually gotten things done, isn't that great? You deserved a pat on the back.

You scrolled through your phone- tumblr, reddit, youtube.. but there was nothing new, nothing interesting. You felt bored.., you felt empty. One of your hands slipping in between your thighs, tapping against the fabric of your sweatpants. The urge had been there all day to just.. feel good. You really didn't feel like doing it.., you had just showered, changed your clothes, done laundry. But it would feel so good..

You shouldn't..

It would feel amazing though. And that rush of dopamine would feel so great. But.. It'll be quick.. just once? You'll stop after one orgasm. Yeah, just once. Sure.. just once- it always started with just once. You couldn't help the disgust blooming in your stomach as you shoved your stained sheets and sweatpants in the washing machine.

This was gross and so were you. The high felt good.., it felt so so good. But when it was over- the feeling of nausea and disgust was enough to make you feel repulsive.

Getting yourself off wasn't a bad thing.. once, twice even three times a day wasn't bad but fuck, when you started you couldn't just stop. What the hell was wrong with you? What sort of guy would ever like a girl like you? ..Why did that even matter, who cares what sort of guy would like you. You were really loosing your mind, it was just a matter of time before you cracked, you were sure.

You sniffled, blinking away the tears that were starting to form. No. You were not going to cry over this. You wanted to do something else, anything else to stop this train of thought. Picking up your phone, you opened Love and Deepspace.

Running back to him, just like a dog. You always did run back to him for comfort ever since you first saw Caleb after installing this game. Replaying the few and far scenes he had when he first appeared in the game. Who cares what sort of guy would like you? Caleb would.. he'd like you- no matter how you were, right? He'd adore you like he adored the MC right? Yeah, like it mattered how a fictional character made of pixels in a otome game thought of you. As if it mattered more than how actual people did. You really were insane. But does that matter, if he loves you? When the game finally loaded up, Caleb looked different. Worried.. That frown on his face which you found so adorable, his eyebrows scrunched together as he stared at you. As if he cared..

"Why are you looking at me like that, Caleb?" You said, talking to yourself in your empty room, not being able to help the smile that graced your face when you saw him. But it wasn't as bright as usual.., rather tired. "I worry about you, you know..?" Caleb said with a sigh, looking at you with a hand on his hips. His words felt like he was replying back to you. Was that a new line? You didn't see anything about a new update.. How strange but you really had no complaints. Caleb walked closer to the screen, reaching his hand out like every other time when he patted the MC's head. And like a fool, you almost leaned your head forward. Like you could actually feel his touch, his warmth. Oh, the things you'd do for him to be real..

You smiled at his concern, your eyes glued to the screen, running over his worried face. "I'll be fine, pretty boy" You muttered, as if he could hear you.

I'll be fine.., as long as you are with me. Tag list: @beewilko @browneyedgirl22 @aneertawrites @etsuniiru @demon-master-zero @angstylittleb1tch @mcdepressed290 @ittybittyfanblog @winwinwrites @alifyairl @huhleighna @calebsbeanpeeler @bookworrm1999

[thewisewill80sbyers]

Hiii, it's Dani aka "Will80sbyers", pretty sure this isn't even gonna show up in the tag but they got my Tumblr down, if you want to follow me again and in particular if we were mutuals and chatting in private you can find me here now!

Old name will80sbyers -> thewisewill80sbyers

As I slowly rebuild all the resources...

TO DONATE TO A FAMILY IN GAZA

Telegram channel, because... I'm a socialist

ALL MY ST GIFSETS MASTERPOST

BYLER PARALLELS GIFS MASTERPOST

MY PRO BI MIKE POWER POINT (it's old from right after season 4 so some small ideas may have evolved and changed in these years but in general it's the same)

Byler proof ask!

Is Jonathan dying in season 5 ? Theory on YouTube

Tiktok where I post edits

XHS account where I can post better edits

Will Byers modern aesthetic outfits ideas

Mike Wheeler modern aesthetic outfits ideas

El Hopper Byers modern aesthetic outfits ideas

Marauders/jegulus sideblog: @hollowstarchaser

Pillowfort account (in case Tumblr really shuts down)

How to make GIFs tutorial

Stranger Things SOC AU - Byler - all the parts

[another-delta-lover]

Tf2 Au Idea: STEAMERS.

Scout would be Jerma. Or a sports streamer. He would be gamer asf and do LOTS of reaction videos.

Pyro is a Vtuber that uses voice changer and the CUTEST avatar ever. They draw a lot and likes to interact with their followers<3

Soldier would be a Sports streamer or, funny enough, a gameplay one. He would spend 98% of the time YELLING when he loses. He isn't even a shooting games gamer, he's just playing fucking hello kitty cafe. AND LOSING.

Demo would be Soldier's editor. And a golf YouTuber, not even a streamer XD.

Engie would be an engineering/programming tutorial youtuber that streams just to chat:) he likes to listen to his followers and to give em advices. He gets the weirdest donations💀

Heavy is a cooking, sports and literature streamer. He also likes to chat with his chat (duh) like a grandpa figure to them :] . He doesn't know how most of the stuff works so he asks engie, medic and scout for help<'3

Medic is a gamer too. He likes horror games and it's the type of dude that laughs at screamers and scare the game XD. Besides that, he does thirst traps, has an onlymanns. Even so, he's mostly a just chatting streamer. He gets even WEIRDER donations, thanks god he's even weirder than them. He also makes collabs with heavy and engie a lot, heavy doesn't know what to do😭.

Sniper is a WILD LIFE SURVIVING streamer. But he's mostly everyone's editor.

Spy is a DRAMA streamer. When he starts streaming u know the tea is going to be spilt. And he also is a prank streamer, always pranking the blu team XD

That's all for delusional saturday night. Byebyeee. Tell me ur ideas in the comments/tags ig😭

[thatonegreenleaf]

hi, i'm leaf! (she/any) welcome to my page!

I create cc (mostly hair, cas backgrounds, some other stuff), i build over on twitch, and am strangerville's #1 fan 💚 here are some links to help you find what you're looking for here!

nav:

🍃 my cc - my cc posts

🍃 resources - a list of the cc i use on my sims and the creators that make them, as well as CAS mods!

🍃 wcif - answered wcif asks

🍃 ask box - im wcif friendly! please check my wcif tag above to make sure what you're after isn't already linked!

🍃 conversions/recolours/retextures - others conversions of my cc to other games/other ages of sims as well as others recolours/retextures!

🍃 others using my cc - reblogs of others using my content! 💚

faq:

(please check this section first if you have a question! an ask will probably remain unanswered if its answered here.)

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q: will you make a sim you posted available for download?

a: probably not, i'm sorry! the way i'm comfortable doing sim downloads is by linking each cc item individually, and that takes a lot of time/tracking down of items/wondering why tf i can't find them in my tray list. but I will gladly tell you specific items/overlays they have on!!

q: where did you learn to make cc?

a: I learned how to use blender /sims4studio via @bluecravingcc's cc clothes tutorial! I learned to make hair by dissecting in game hairs, and following tutorials on sims4studio's forums. that is a great place to start, there is a tutorial for almost everything, and answers to most questions you run into while cc making! if you have a specific question about the cc making process, feel free to send an ask!

q: what reshade preset do you use?

a: this one!

q: why didn't you answer my ask?

a: i'm sorry! it almost always isn't intentional. managing a bunch of socials has never been terribly easy for me. i have been known to answer asks like months later (which ik is annoying i'm also sorry ghadsjghsda) so its possible that's the case as well!

socials:

🍃patreon

🍃twitch

🍃youtube

🍃twitter

🍃bluesky

[isat-script-project]

How did you get started creating the script project? I think it would be fun to try to do something similar for deltarune, but I'm not sure how feasible it would actually be

the age old tale is "i was writing isat fanfiction and really wanted to get some dialogue exactly right, so i combed through 100% playthroughts on youtube to find the right spot and jotted down what i needed in a document except it got so fucking annoying i contemplated just making a website for it and then i got my grubby mits on both rpgmaker mv and the isat data files and it was all joever"

if it's the actual PROCESS. well. it was a bit of a mess. the first thing i did was make the website itself, hammering out a general layout using the sadgrl layout builder over a whole weekend and an increasingly yelling filled call with my sibling who actually knows how websites work.

you can take a look at this post where i answered what to look out for more in-depth.

i've only played ch1&2 but honestly? deltarune seems feasible. i've seen people datamine sprites from it, at least, it seems like the engine is pretty well documented.

so yah i first figured out i COULD do it, then i made the website + website layout for it (if you know how, you should also hammer out your individual page layout at this point and not wait for other people to show up and do it for you).

then i just took a crack at making a page except my process was fucking horrid, i didn't actually have all the data files nor a proper way to read them (didn't have rpgmaker mv back then, i just looked at the .json files and tried my best, which is why some weird half completed pages were floating around in the site's early days, like the tutorial one from back when). I got tired of this pretty quick and very legally aquired rpgmaker (i actually own it on steam now and i never talked about piracy in isatcord and you can prove nothing and because this ISN'T isatcord i can make blatant euphemisms.)

and at that point i just went at it making whatever scrappy pages interested me. it was a sorta trial-by-fire thing where i got more familiar with rpgmaker and isat in specific as i went along, instead of putting in the effort to figure out how shit works first, because i am just a very learn by doing kinda guy. and that's how it all went along till the legendary hero Gold showed up and taught me github and made everything better and prettier (before this i was pushing every minor change directly to neocities which was especially funny when i was tinkering w the layout so the site just updated twenty bajillion times that one weekend)

for deltarune you'd probably also be pretty chill splitting things by area, and maybe subdividing area stuff into normal/weird route as is the room pages with normal/act5 or something. the battle stuff looks interesting to do with all the act options.

so yeah refer to the linked post for general tips but again for deltarune you do probably have a good shot? just the general stuff, decide how you wanna host it early, make a test page to check out what a page should look like and how to format it, and everything else (like How The Hell Do I Portray Conditionals: the story of how the <details> tag saved us all), but the real obscure stuff is only gonna sneak up on ya when you're already many many pages deep and trying to figure out where one specific variable is increased because the rpgmaker search function SUCKS SO BAD. s192 my fucking nemesis.

best of luck 👍

i'll prolly stop answering questions about this stuff at some point unless someone is asking for smth specific (like how to connect ur github repo to ur neocities or smth) bcuz i feel like i've said all that can be said at this point on the topic. go forth wiki warriors

[nighthuntingclato]

thinking about the careers and how much fun they'd have in very specific environments doing jobs that align with their personalities (especially since one of the many problems all of the characters suffer from is the complete lack of choice in literally anything, including what job they actually want to take).

cato would have loved the military (I know nothing about being in the military other than what my best friend has told me about her dad who was in the navy). the physical activity and strict routine are probably similar to training in canon, he has a loyal dog vibe where he likes taking orders, his traits of loyalty and leadership and persistence would serve him well. this isn't even just because district 2 was a military district, he literally has the vibe that he would totally be in the army if given the choice. important off topic note: he would look delicious in dog tag necklaces and it should have been him wearing those, not c*riolanus snow.

clove should be somewhere in the medical field, not necessarily out of compassion but because of her tireless competitiveness and stamina. she's fascinated by human anatomy, has a no-nonsense attitude and lack of fear of bodily fluids that would make her great in this setting. I know she would love sticking needles in people and extracting their blood. nursing requires more bedside manner and she is insensitive as hell so she would choose to work as a correctional nurse at a prison (aka one of my favorite ideas for a clato AU with Cato as a felon doing time for some heinous crime). I also see her choosing the medical school route so that she can be the one cutting open someone's heart one day as a cardiothoracic surgeon.

i don't think about marvel that often but based on his charm - mainly thanks to how jack quaid played him - and boyish sense of humor, I can see him as a comedian. I have no idea how much those people get paid to tell jokes on a stage but he'd be good at it.

glimmer would thrive as a social media influencer. just think about that charm and smile and her joyful, sociable personality!! the vibes of her channel are all about using it to support and empower the GirliesTM. she would love doing makeup tutorials and whatever else it is YouTube girls do. she'd fight off/ignore accusations of being vapid by using her content to spread joy.

continuing on to the careers not from the 74th:

enobaria would love a career that is similar to the ones I picked out for cato and clove. with that woman's attitude and high ponytail, she looks like she should be a military leader (I think those are called generals or commanders or lieutenants or something?) or some kind of emergency first responder, like an EMT. imagine her working at the same hospital as clove, and depending on if they have a similar job, being her mentor!! brutus 100% is like, a former navy SEAL or something. i'm completely blanking on gloss right now lol, with those arms and alan ritchson's size maybe he's a personal trainer. cashmere having a sister-channel in collaboration with glimmer's and they often pair up since the content they produce is so similar. annie is a career TO ME and she also belongs somewhere in the healthcare professions. according to the annie ceo @ongreenergrasses she would succeed as a midwife.

[johannestevans]

Do you have any tips or tutorial recommendations for making your own website?

I actually really do like the Wordpress client now I've gotten the hang of it!

I did tell 1000 of my subscribers to kill themselves in an email header by accident, and also battered those poor 1000 people with something like 100 emails in increasingly frantically apologised for errors over the course of the same three days, but that was before I really Got it.

With the above oopsies in mind, if you want to import previous newsletters or posts, for the love of God, do not import your existing newsletter subscribers until after all of your backposts have been imported across. That is the main lesson I have learned.

I had such a vision in mind of a triumphant surprise email going "Hey, look what I did! Surprise! Isn't it sexy?!" and instead everyone got 30 notifications about chapter updates from 2 years ago and an email that said "It's Your Responsibility to Kill Yourself" followed by multiple deranged apologies from me.

So. Don't do that.

Other than that, I'd actually wanted a proper website for quite a few years even before Patreon got so antsy with hiding my content - I tried to set one up a few years back with Wix, and I cannot recommend that less, it's a fucking awful site to use, and it's far less user intuitive than Wordpress.

Part of my issues with Wordpress were actually that a lot of website clients, unless you're building from scratch in HTML/CSS or another code, give you everything in Blocks, and because I remembered like 10 years ago where you didn't have to do that, and you mostly altered everything on the website with like, 10000 options tickboxes and sliders, I was like "wow this is awful". I will admit now, crotchety bastard that I am, that the Blocks system is better and more intuitive once you start to understand it. I just don't always do well thinking of things in three dimensions, so to speak, and I was shooting myself in the foot by going "WELL BACK IN MY DAY--"

Wix doesn't have a very good help section because they want you to talk to their people for help, but most sites for stuff like this do have really robust FAQ and help sections, and obviously, rely on those as much as possible.

At one point I was so upset with my inability to do something that Lorenzo literally came over and told me to leave the apartment (that was the day that I went to Pets at Home and spent a ridiculous amount of money on gifts for the cat), and while I was very grumpy about doing it at the time, taking breaks is crucial, especially if you get as frustrated as I do.

I realise that most of what I have said so far is niche tips for if you're stubborn and mentally ill, so in terms of actual website building, I would say it's important to have an idea of what you want the site to do.

Do you just want a landing page, so that if people search for your name or whatever, that this is the first result? That it links people to your books or your store, your socials? Do you want to have a gallery of work on display, or an archive of writing like I've made? Do you want people to be able to contact you, give tips?

I always wanted a robustly tagged archive with an in-depth tag page like the one I've set up now, and the goal for my Directory of Work on Medium and elsewhere was always that it would later be transferred to my website once it was built.

Then, I have an about page for people who are just curious about who I am and who I look like; commission info and information about booking me for events or inviting me to cons and such; the books I have for sale, publications I've been a part of, interviews and presentations on YouTube; my events calendar with conventions and such; the gallery where I'm showing off both art of my characters and where I'll later show art that I buy for my home and myself, such as the stuff framed in the stairwell or jewellery I buy from makers at markets and such; and then, of course, the subscriber benefits.

All of the above to go my goals which are, in order, to encourage people to read my work and make it easy for them to do so, to pay me money for my existing work or to offer me money for new work, and to show support for other events, artists, friends, and queer creators.

I would definitely advise thinking carefully about how visual or how word-based you want your site to be - I had to look for a recipe blog theme to find one that was stripped back in terms of images. Especially for adult websites, I'd be careful about payment providers and so forth.

Stripe is the default on the site, and I've been very careful about making sure none of my titles or descriptions that the Stripe client will see have words like erotica or adult in them - if someone from Stripe clicks through and sees the site, they might take issue with it, but that's another thing. I do get paid by Stripe through Medium, so I do already use them.

Most payment providers hate any kind of adult content, but are willing to give a tiny bit more wiggle room on erotica, or at least, they just don't notice it in the same way they do Real Porn, but there's nothing I can say other than "be careful and more importantly, be lucky" on that front.

Most of all, I'd say to try to have fun with it and try to enjoy the actual building process if you can - make something pretty and fun to navigate as much as you can, and if you can get some enjoyment out of it, your site users will as well.

[starlitangels]

Redacted Boi Social Media Headcanons

Vincent only really uses Instagram, but is required by the Department to have it private because his human name is legally missing-presumed-dead and his face has a risk of being recognized if someone from his human life stumbled upon his Instagram. That said, he doesn't really screen people who request to follow him

Darlin' and Sam don't use any social medias. Darlin' has a Facebook from teenage years, but they deactivated it. But not fully deleted, so they can still be tagged in all the group photos posted to the pack page. In high school, Darlin' was the person who got a lot of unsolicited DMs because they were hot but they hate attention so they blocked everyone but their pack and deactivated. Darlin' reluctantly keeps their Discord for the pack server

David hates social media. He maintains the pack's private Facebook group and Discord server (though the latter is really more Asher's job, David's just in charge) but will not touch anything else. David's favorite social media is YouTube because he can lookup tutorials for anything and not have to ask anyone for help

Milo's a borderline Instagram influencer. He's got a gazillion followers (who all think he's hot, and he is). His Instagram is directly linked to his Facebook, so every picture and caption he puts on IG gets automatically posted to FB too

Marie comments only on Milo's Facebook (she has and kinda uses IG, but doesn't comment). She's the one that will leave the heartfelt comments with "Call me" at the end. She knows that's a meme among younger people that their older relatives leave "what a beautiful couple. Call me" comments, but she does it anyway. And guess what? She does it because it works. Milo👏 is👏a👏Mama's👏Boy👏 and he will call her when she leaves those comments

Asher doesn't use social media much, but is perpetually on Discord. He mods the pack's server, and like 6 others just for fun. He does post lots of pictures of Babe and selfies of the two of them together on the pack's Facebook though

Damien used to get into arguments on Twitter with randos. Huxley thinks it's funny to pull them up from when Damien was a teenager

Huxley was never much into most social medias but I like to think he'd be like that one TikTok dude who pops up on my Tumblr dash occasionally who explains how to do calisthenics and other workout stuff in a really simple, easy, modified way for people who are just getting started. People started following him because he's hot, and then realized he's actually like the nicest dude and doesn't know he's popular

Lasko's a Tumblr boy. I'm not taking constructive criticism on this

Gavin refuses to get an Instagram because he knows he'd get too addicted to it. He knows he's ridiculously good-looking and would amass a following supernaturally fast, and that's why he won't. But he has his old Facebook from when it first started to be popular. He got rid of all his old friends list and now just has Freelancer, Huxley, Lasko, Damien, and a handful of d(a)emon friends who also have Facebooks like Crux

Avior doesn't have any social media at all

Neither does Caelum and Gavin and Freelancer have decided not to expose him to the negativity of the internet

Vega refuses

Cam keeps a few things for professional purposes, but doesn't use them much

Guy is a Tumblrina. Guy is a Tumblrina. Guy is a Tumblrina. Guy is

Aaron's favorite is LinkedIn. This is a joke.

Elliott uses Pinterest a lot for aesthetic inspiration for dreams. He doesn't use much else

Blake is on like every social media all the time. Mostly for CloseKnit. But he also stalked Bestie from afar for a long time

James had to get rid of all of his when his job started getting more secretive and he had to have limited contact with the rest of the world

Morgan doesn't have any social media just as a way to keep himself and his magic safe. The Department protections didn't require it, but he thought it was for the best

Porter totally isn't jealous that Vincent has a higher IG follower count than him and his account isn't even private. He's always trailing like 20 behind

[wildwood-faun]

Vintage Glam for the femme inclined (but the sewing info is great for everyone): Gertie's Blog for Better Sewing

Have you heard about Gretchen Hirsch? These days she seems to be running the pattern company Charm Patterns, a pattern company that specialises in vintage styles (cool, plus all patterns released after 2021 include "individual pattern pieces for A-H cups" which, in case you've never had to think about this, is super cool). I haven't been keeping up with her for some time, as I don't really go for her type of high femme vintage glamour for myself these days, but I'm happy she seems to be doing well.

In 2009, Gertie started blogging her way through Vogue's New Book for Better Sewing from 1952: a project where she tracked down the patterns used in the book and made her own versions of them. Along the way, she shared tutorials, construction notes and sew-alongs, wrote a number of books, and taught me to just go for it when it came to sewing.

It's fun to just scroll through the blog, but I really want to recommend two tags: Vogue's New Book for Better Sewing (posts directly related to the project) and the tutorial tag. Not to be all on about the good old days but remember when people were out there just sharing incredible tutorials on their blogs for free? This blog is from those days.

Don't be mistaken in thinking that this is all for people who want to make 40's and 50's-esque dresses (though if you do, you will love this). It's also a fantastic resource for someone who maybe has sewn a bit but isn't really familiar with tailoring and couture techniques. I have Gertie's first book (Gertie's New Book for Better Sewing) and I've frequently turned to it when sewing completely unrelated things because the technique bits are so good.

Gertie is also on youtube if that's more your speed. I haven't checked out her videos for myself, as they didn't exist back when I followed her, but I bet they're well worth a look!

Bonus link: If you're new to sewing and want to make a skirt, I think this is the tutorial I used for my first successful skirt back in the day: part 1, part 2.

[ford-pines-lover]

Another Place, Another Home

Moving isn't that hard, right?

Same as the last one, written in 2019 so very very young writing style. this is also really long, kinda split up in chapters but I figure having it all in one is easier than more than one. also it is unfinished

Tags: sfw, ocs, moving from midwest to California in the same school as Dipper and Mabel, idk why I was obsessed with learning about their Homelife so bad

c h a p t e r  o n e 

Hey! I’m Grace. Everything was going great. I had amazing friends, a good school, and grades were through the roof! Until… 

“Hey, Grace! Come downstairs.” My mother yelled.

Hey! My name is Grace. Everything was going great, amazing friends, a good school, and grades were through the roof! Until... "Hey, Grace! Come downstairs!" My mother yelled. She didn't yell in a mean way just so I could hear her. 

"Um. Okay." I yelled back. I go downstairs without tripping. "Yes, Momma?"

"We are moving. I didn't know how to break this to you before, but now it's too late. Your father found a job and when I say job I mean a very well paying job."

"Well, where is it?" I asked.

"in California. Piedmont, California. By San Francisco."

"Oh." Is all I could say. I didn't want to leave Minnesota! This was my home! I slept back to my room... I'm really going to miss my room. I sought to pack the important things. my computer, blanket, charger, etc. I called my bestie Mackenzie to tell her what is going on.

"Hey Mack"

"Hey G. What's up?"

"Well, it's difficult to tell you... it's just uh..."

"What? Are you pregnant?"

"WHAT THE HELL NO! Who's baby would I be pregnant with anyways?"

"I don't know maybe.." She was silent for a solid 10 seconds, "I honestly have no clue."

"Oh ok. Well, like I was saying..." I started to tear up. "I- I'm moving."

"WHAT?!?" Mackenzie yelled, " I'm coming over right now!" 

"Um alright. Just don't make a big deal about me moving and stuff at school... please?" I begged. She does have her ways of making things bigger problems than they really are.

"Well of course! It will be fine Grace. See you when I get there! Bye." She hung up.

"Hey, Momma. Mack is coming over so don't be alarmed."

"Okay. I presume it's to help pack?"

"Yep. Probably." I told her.

I walk upstairs and check my phone.

"Gosh, I have to tell so many people goodbye..." I say silently to myself. I've been here my doorknob twist and my door open.

"Oh. Hey Mack." 

"Hey." She said. "You.. uh. Want some help packing? I'm pretty good at packing. Well, at least I think so..." She tells me. She is okay at packing. We do though look up tutorials about packing on YouTube.

We spent hours talking about boys, drama, and where I'm moving to.

"So, where are you moving to?" Mackenzie asked. She honestly tried to keep the mood happy and uplifting. She is such a good friend for doing this in my time of need.

"A place in California called Piedmont. I have never even heard of it." 

"CALIFORNIA?!?" She exclaimed.

"Yep." I sigh. "Well, apparently it's by San Francisco so I might be able to see the Golden Gate Bridge, but I'm not sure if my parents will let me." I chuckle. I need to try and make the most out of this. 

Mack pulls out her phone and searches up Piedmont on Google. 

"Wow! It has an amazing middle school!"

"That's... Nice." 

"Yeah. why do you have to move? I mean you have a great life here! Friends, a good school. You are getting straight A's Grace!" She exclaimed. I'm really going to miss her. "I might have moved here from Australia, but I was seven! I didn't really leave anything behind. You... I mean I guess you don't have a choice." She sighed.

"I know, I KNOW!" I was starting to cry AGAIN! "I'm really going to miss this place, and you of course!" I started to really cry now. "I wish I had a choice, but like you said I don't..." I sat there and cried.

"Aw... Grace... I- I didn't mean to make you cry.." She walked over to me and hugged me. "I just wanted to let you know that you are like the sister I never had." We stayed in that hug for a while, until I pulled away. 

Ding!

"Oh, who texted you?" I asked, "Is it, Danny?" Oh, Danny. Yeah, let me explain. Once this popular guy came up to Mack and I. Mack dropped her books on Danny, the popular guy, helped her with her books. Mack fell in love... She has never gotten the courage to ask him out yet. It's been like this since last year. Honestly, I feel like he is annoying, but that's my opinion.

"No, just my mom telling me that I have to be home in fifteen minutes. When are you leaving anyways...?" 

"I have no clue.." I start. "MOM?" 

"YES?" Mom answered. She walked to my room.

"When are we leaving?"

"Tomorrow 10 am sharp." She answered. "Please be ready." 

"Okay." I sigh. This will be tough. Moving for 9 hours in a car?! No thank you! I would like to relax alone in my room with the lights off.

"I'd better get going G," Mack said sadly. 

"Alright." I sigh. We hug and I start to walk her home which is down the street. " I really wish I didn't have to move."

"I know." 

"Well, call you later." I say shrugging my shoulders.

"Bye." Mack walks into her house.

I was walking home, thinking about what California will be like. I don't know if I'll find some friends but if I do I hope they're not bad ones.

I open the door to my (almost) former house. 

it was 5 PM. I go to my (almost) former bedroom. I make my bed, organize my room, so I can see my room clean for the last time. I turn on Hulu and start to watch Star vs. the forces of evil. I mindlessly watch the show until I start to drift off into a nice slumber. 'This is the last night' I thought. 'In my room, In my bed...'

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I wake up in a cold sweat. ``I just had a nightmare about us moving to California.. And.. and…” I look around my room. “Oh crap. That's actually true.” I sigh and grab my phone. It said it was 8:30 am. I climb out and get some nice breakfast. I quietly tiptoe back into my room without spilling my cereal. Chocolate Lucky Charms. Mmm. My favorite. I start to eat. “Ughhh YouTube is so boring.” I get dressed and ready.

“Grace Honey! Are you up?” My mom asked.

“Yep. I’m also ready to go.” I told her. 

“Okay. That’s good! Would you please come down and help us pack stuff into the car?: She asked. I honestly have nothing else to do so I came downstairs with my luggage. 

We started to play luggage “Tetris”. It was a big struggle but eventually, we got everything stuffed into our car.

By now it’s 9:45. I get into the car and pull out my earbuds. This is gonna be a long ride…

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I wake up and see a sign. ‘Welcome to California’ it said. Oh crap. I was asleep for SEVEN HOURS?! I guess I really didn't get much sleep last night. I check my phone and Billie Eilish and Khalid’s Lovely was playing. It was also 5 pm. 

“Momma?’ 

“Yes?”

“Could we maybe get some dinner?”

“Oh, of course! What would you like to eat?”

“Hm... Maybe something like Taco Bell?” What? I couldn't help it! I was craving Mexican food.

“Sure honey!”

It probably took another half hour to find a Taco Bell, but we found one. We went inside to eat at the greasy restaurant. I had a simple taco. Nothing special.

We get on the road again. It’s now 6 pm. Another 2 hours until we get… home.

I was so bored! Also nervous. What was school gonna be like? I am sure there are bullies. I hope they’ll guide me through school so I know where I’m going. Also so I know what to expect.

Those two hours were spent aimlessly thinking, searching things up about the school and lip-syncing words to my favorite songs. Boredom was real fun.

Suddenly the car stopped. I assumed it was because of an intersection.

“Grace! We’re home!” Dad called. 

“Oh, cool.” I didn’t process that sentence for another ten seconds. “Wait. Hold up. WE ARE?!? Lemme see! Lemme see!” 

Dad chuckled and let me out of the car. The house looked old and worn down… but also kinda adorable…

“Since there are three bedrooms, we’ll have a guest bedroom for your friends.” Mom explained.

“Very brave of you to assume that I’ll have friends,” I say. What? I’m right, aren’t I?

“Oh stop. You’ll have friends.” 

“Mhm. Okay sure.” I mumble. We walked inside. It’s so cute and petite. “Which one is my room?’

“The one to your left.” Mom guided me there. The room was definitely bigger than my old room!

“Wow. This room is a lot bigger than my old room! Thanks!” I say running to put some stuff in the correct places. 

“I am glad you like it. We really hope you like it here in Piedmont.” Dad hugged me. It was the best knowing that your parents love you so much.

“I hope so too.” I set up my sleeping bag and snuggled up. I take the biggest deep breath and drift off into the dreamscape…

A couple of hours later I wake up. I just CAN’T SLEEP! I have school in the morning. I toss and turn, but just end up scrolling through Twitter on my phone. Its 3 am. No wonder why I can't sleep. I find myself on Wattpad and read on there until I fall asleep.

I hear my phone vibrate on my carpet floor. “Hmm... I groan. “Just five more minutes… please..? Oh, wait! Crap! I have school!” I get up and check the time. It's 6 am. Okay, I know it's too early to be up now and have like 2 hours before school, but I like to have time to myself. 

I get dressed in the outfit I unpacked specifically for school today. A black hoodie with jeggings. I gather up my Nike backpack and black binder and head out of my room. Mom was making french toast. My favorite!

“Good morning Grace!” My mom greeted. “How was your first night here?”

“It was fine.” I didn’t want to tell her that I woke up several times last night. 

“That’s good. Now, how about you sit down and have some of your favorite french toast?”

“Sure of course.” I grab four pieces of french toast and sit down. It was the best french toast she has ever made! 

I have to walk to school since there is no bussing from here to school. I live to close. I mean I get more exercise that way. From a walking distance, it’s 30 mins. That's another reason why I’m gonna get up at six now. I have time to get dressed and do the works before school. 

Thankfully Mom has offered to take me today since it was my first day going to Piedmont Middle. She told me that we will leave at 7:10 so we can find our way through and other shenanigans. (Yes she literally said shenanigans…) 

“Well, I’ll just be in my room. Call me out when we are leaving.” I tell Mom. I have mixed feelings about going to school. It’s so big!

“Alright, sweetie.” 

I walk to my room. I start to organize the knick-knacks and other stuff where I want them. I was having fun organizing. I was doing this for at least 20 mins. 

“Grace! Get your shoes on! We are leaving!” Mom called out. 

“Okay be right there!” I said back to her. 

I grab my super well organized Nike backpack and go out into the kitchen where my shoes were. My new pastel pink Adidas was waiting there for me to try on. I put them on and ran out to my mom’s car. I got in the front seat. 

“Wow. I still can’t believe I spent 9 hours in this car.” I told Mom. It really was hard to believe. 

“I know right? I’m glad we made it here in Piedmont even though I might miss a few things about Minnesota…” Mom started the car and started driving.

“Oh. Yeah. I’ll definitely miss Minnesota too…” 

Ding!  I just got a message from Mack. 

“Hey G! How’s CA?” She texted me. I told her it was going fine, and that I was going to school. 

“This late?”

“Mack this is early. It’s 730.”

“No, it’s 930. BTW my mom let me stay home because I honestly wasn’t feeling the best :(“ 

“Aw, I’m sorry. I better get going. Bye!”

“Bye”

I have so many emotions. Like are the teachers nice? I have had experience with bad teachers in the past and let me tell you... It sucks... I have also been bullies for a birthmark on my forehead of a lightning bolt. That’s why I have been hiding my forehead a lot. I’m sure someone will find out about it and bully me for it. God. Stress. Stress is hard. 

We were nearing the school. 

‘Piedmont Middle” the sign out front said. I sigh and look down. I'm so nervous. 

“Here. I’m gonna take you in so I can meet your teachers and whatnot.” Mom explained. I get it. She needs to know what's going on just like me. 

“Alright.” Mom parks her car and we get out. Slowly approaching the building, but we eventually made it to the main office. My legs were shaking so much. 

“Hello! And you must be..” One office attendant greeted.

“O-Oh I’m Grace. I’m new.”

“Ah… And I assume this is the mother?”

“Mhm Yep!” Mom chimed in. 

“Okay. I just want you to sign a few papers and you’ll be on your way!” The nice office lady said. “And Grace you can just sit and we will have some students tour you around when your mother leaves.”

“Okay.” Mom and I said at the same time. I sit on the chair. It was quite comfy. I hope these kids aren’t bullies. I have my fingers crossed.

“Okay Grace I gotta get going! Bye! Love you!” Mom hugged me.

“Love you too Mom.” I waved at her goodbye then she left. 

“Dipper and Mabel Pines to the office.” 

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A minute later two kids around my age approach the office. One kid with short fluffy brown hair. He wore an orange shirt and grey shorts.

The other one had long brown hair, headband, and a sweater on. It might almost be fall, but it was 70 degrees out today! She was smiling wide and I noticed braces.

“Hi. I’m Mabel.” The girl said shaking my hand. “And this is my twin brother Dipper!”

“Hey” Dipper said. He seemed kinda.. Shy.

“Hey” I replied. “By the way I’m Grace. I’m from Minnesota.”

“Wow! Minnesota! Also, Grace is a pretty name!” Mabel complimented.

“Uh.. Thanks!” I smiled. She seemed so nice. I hope she is this way when teachers aren’t around. She seems like the kind of person I want to hang out with. Maybe even Dipper too. He seemed.. Nice.

“Why don’t you show her around?” The office attendant handed me a schedule. “Here are your classes. Have fun!”

We left the office. Mabel just started to talk. She was so easy to be around. I haven’t looked at my schedule yet. I guess it was a good time to do so.

“Aw, come on! Show Choir?” I accidentally say out loud. 

Mabel gasps. “You have Show Choir? We do too!” I was expecting Mabel to be in it, but Dipper? That was unexpected.

“Mhm.” I say 

We walk around the sixth grade hallway just so I know what to expect. 

“What are your other classes Grace?” Dipper asks. I didn’t expect him to even talk throughout this whole tour!

“Uh.. Let me look…” I unfold my schedule which I have previously folded for convenience. “Hm… Mrs. Cup for Advanced Math. Hm I didn’t think I was that good at Math.”

“According to the school you are.” Dipper told me. Just something about him… Just seemed.. Nah… It’s nothing. 

“Mabel what do you have?” I ask.

She sighs. “Study Hall.”

“Oh okay.” I reply.

“We all better get going to our homeroom.” Dipper guided us to Show Choir. I hear kids stomping and clapping to the beat of “We Will Rock You” by Queen. Oh boy. 

“Hello Dipper and Mabel! I assume you are new?” The teacher who I saw on my schedule was Mrs. Becky.

“Yep. I am new…” I say to her.

“Okay you can go stand between Dipper and Mabel. If I have them too close to each other, Mabel talks the whole time. I have a feeling you’ll help with that.” She smiled and pointed in the direction I needed to go sit in. I followed her directions. 

“Awesome! You get to stand by us!” Dipper chimed. He seemed excited. Maybe he was saying it sarcastically.. I doubt that. 

“Yeah. Why don’t we have chairs?” I asked. I seriously needed to know why we didn't have chairs. 

“Well, we have already learned all of the moves to “We Will Rock You,” “Another One Bites the Dust”, and “We are the Champions.” So we practice standing and doing the moves.” Mabel explained.

I raise my hand. Mrs. Becky calls on me. 

“What songs are we doing?”

“A Tribute to Queen” She answered. “Like if their most popular songs got jumbled into one song. It’s really cool actually.” 

“That’s great! I love Queen! Do you think Mabel and Dipper could help me learn it?”

“Oh of course! Are you a soprano because that would help us out! We need one more soprano.”

“Yeah at my old school I was considered a soprano.” 

“That’s fantastic! Mabel, Dipper could you please go into a study room and help Grace learn all of the songs?’ Mrs. Becky looked like she wasn’t really asking, but all in all… she seemed… nice. Like REALLY nice. Too nice. Hm.

“Alright. Grace just follow me.. And Mabel of course.” Dipper grabbed my wrist and pulled me into the study room. It wasn’t very big. 

“Okay just gotta put in my username and password.. and okay we’re in.” Dipper talked to himself while logging into a chromebook. 

“Does he usually talk to himself like this?” I whisper to Mabel. 

“No. He usually does it more often. He must be holding back because you are here.” Mabel whispers back. 

I chuckle. I think Dipper heard our conversation because now he wasn’t talking to himself at all. It was funny. 

“So, Dipper,” I start “How is school..?” 

“It’s okay. Math could be better. I just really don't like my classmates.”

“Oh. That’s a bummer.” I say patting his back. 

He chuckles and types into the computer, “A Tribute To Queen” and almost immediately a YouTube video of the audio came up. 

“Okay so Grace. You just need to stomp twice and clap once like this.” Mabel showed me by stomping and clapping herself. It was the beat of We Will Rock You. 

All three of us worked on that until Mrs. Becky knocked on the door and told us that class was almost over. 

“Okay.” Dipper said as we all walked into the room. We said the pledge and walked out into the ‘Sea of Children’. Dipper made sure he stayed close to me so I know where I am going. 

“Mrs. Cup’s room is right here.” Dipper and I walked in. It was a room full of tables and chairs. Huh. No desks. 

“Why hello there Mr. Pines. And hello!” She exclaimed. “You must be the new girl I was getting.” 

“Yep. I’m Grace. Grace Miller.” 

“Oh lovely. Well you can go ahead and sit wherever you feel comfortable.” She said in a nice tone. I decided to sit by Dipper. The only kid besides Mabel who I knew. 

“I don’t understand why you don’t like this class. The teacher seems amazing!” I say to DIpper. I wasn’t wrong. She did seem nice. Maybe all of the teachers were nice to me because it was my first day here. 

“It’s not Mrs. Cup that’s annoying. It’s Bill.” He points to a kid who is making a lot of noise. Fart jokes, fart noises… everything else that’s gross.

“Yeesh.” Is all I could say. He really did seem messed up. 

“Yeah and that’s not all. If you get him together with all of his friends, Bill gets even worse. Sometimes I wish I could get a video of it.” Dipper stifled a laugh. Gosh, Dipper and him talking to me.. Its so.. WHAT AM I THINKING?! I DON'T LIKE DIPPER! I JUST MET HIM!! 

I feel my cheeks turning a bright red. I sigh. I just hope school goes well.

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The rest of math went just fine. I got my work done which was really easy. I’ve already done this at my old school. Before I knew it, it was time for Social Studies or History if you may. 

I saw Mabel and Dipper go into the same room. All three of us are in a class?! Yes! I go up to Mr. Ray. He had fish in his room and… not desks… More like tables just like math… but not tables.  I don’t know how to explain it. The best part though is that we get ROLLY CHAIRS!!! I love rolly chairs. 

“Hello! You must be Grace Miller as I saw on my attendance page. Welcome to Piedmont! I hope you enjoy it here. I have a seat for you right next to Dipper, but if you aren’t comfortable sitting there, come and talk to me.” Mr. Ray seemed so nice. Dipper waved at me and gave me a sign telling me to sit where Mr. Ray wanted me to sit. I don’t know why Mr. Ray would think that I wouldn’t want to sit by Dipper. Hm. Maybe it was just because I was new and wouldn’t really want to sit by a boy or something. Honestly that’s sexist. Nah, I don’t think Mr. Ray is sexist. I just think he is just being kind. 

I sit next to Dipper. He explains that we are making maps and that I should get started. I start to work when Mr. Ray tells us to grab our chromebooks and we can listen to music and stuff. I grab Chromebook #30 so I knew I wasn’t grabbing anyone else’s Chromebook. Then I realized… I uh.. Don’t have an email yet.. 

“Mr. Ray?”

“Yes?”

“I don’t have an email yet. Do you think you could help me..?”

“Yes! Of course.” He walks over to my computer and types in my first letter of my first name and my last name. He then puts some symbols after it and bam. I have an email now. I get onto Chrome and go on Spotify. Easiest way to listen to music. The class goes by so quick. 

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The day goes by in a blur. I don’t really remember anything. Just school. It’s now time to leave and I’m at my locker. 

“Hey Grace!” Mabel comes up to me and hugs me. I see Dipper too. I have seen Dipper being bullied all day. I tried to stand up to them but… They were a lot taller than me… 

“Hey Mabel, Hey Dipper! What’s up?” I ask.

“I don’t know.. I just wanted to ask if we could hang out!”

“Like at my house?” I grab my phone and shut my locker. We walk out of the school. 

“Um sure! If you don’t mind..? Or at our house it doesn’t matter.” Mabel seemed excited that I was able to hang out. I don’t have anything to do… Then I see my mom’s car. I forgot to mention that she will be picking me up today. I will be walking the rest of the time. I walk up to my mom’s car.

“Hey Mom! These are my friends! DIpper, and Mabel! I was wondering if they could come over or if I could go over to their house.” I asked with hope. 

“Did their parents say they could?”

“Yes They did Mrs. Miller.” Mabel told my mom. 

“Then it’s fine with me. You’ll be excited Grace when you see your bedroom!” My mom exclaimed. OOOooOhhh I wonder what my room is gonna be like since the moving truck came just after I left home this morning. We all get in the car and drive away to my house. 

“So how was school?” Mom asked.

“Good. Dipper and Mabel showed me around.”

“That's nice of you guys.” Mom replied. 

“And by the way Mrs. Miller, we’re twins!” Mabel chimed in. 

“That’s really cool, Mabel!” Mom parked the car and we got out. 

“Well, here is our house guys.” I say dragging my stuff into the door. “Woah. Mom everything looks so… Different..” I say dropping my stuff. A nice T.V, comfortable couch… The kitchen looks so modern.. Then I saw my room. Oh my GOSH! It looked so amazing! I had a brand new Tv in my room! YES!!!

“Woah Grace, you sure you just moved in? This looks like you’ve been here for years!” Dipper exclaimed. 

“Yeah… My mom is good at decorating and stuff…” I say.

I then hear Mabel squeal. Uh-oh.. I don’t know them very well, but I do know that when Mabel squeals it’s usually nothing good. 

“O M GOSH GUYS!!!!” Mabel yelled so loud it could blow out my ear drums. “I SHIP YOU TWO SO HARD!!! YOU GUYS LOOK SO CUTE!!!” Mabel says. Oh crap. I start to turn red. So does Dipper. He looks so cute when he’s- NO I DON’T LIKE-LIKE HIM!!! AUGHHH FEELINGS!!!

“I- uh.. Mabel… just. No.” I say putting my head down.. Oh boy… 

While I was lost in thought… about… uh no one in particular… I felt something… it felt… strange.. I closed my eyes trying to concentrate on whatever was happening. 

“Grace? What’s going on?!” Dipper yelled. This hurt… a lot. Like a burning sensation… in my chest… oh god it hurt so.. So bad…

It felt like an eternity, but everything just went dark… 

D I P P E R  P O V 

Everything was levitating, Grace was yelling out in pain, I was confused. What was going on?!

“Grace? What’s going on?!” I yelled and tried to do something. I didn’t know what to do. 

“Ugh… I knew this would happen sooner than later... “ I heard Grace’s mom whisper outside of the door. What did she mean by that? ‘I knew this would happen’ She knew Grace was gonna have a surge of some sort?! 

Then I saw Grace fall to the ground and I knew this wasn’t normal. I needed to ask Mrs. Miller. She would know. 

I went out into the kitchen where I saw Mrs. Miller sitting there. 

“Hey, Mrs. Miller?” I came up to her. I saw her eyes full of tears.

“Hey Dipper, whatcha need?” She asked wiping her tears away. 

“I was just wondering.. Uh do you know what happened?”

“What do you mean?”

“W-with Grace. Her surge. It was hurting her and making things go… bonkers. I was just wondering what happened.” 

“Oh. I- I don’t know.”

“Okay.” I sighed. I walked away to Grace’s room to see her still on the floor. 

A/N: Hey guys.. How did you like the first four chapters..? I enjoy writing them so… I ain’t gonna stop! Haha. Anyways… Thoughts… comments.. And such please just let me know if you have a suggestion! Bye ~𝕄𝕒𝕕𝕕𝕚𝕖

c h a p t e r  f i v e 

Grace’s POV

I wake up really warm.. Oh boy.. I see Dipper sitting right next to me almost in tears. Mabel was… sleeping? How long was I out for?

“What happened..?” I get up and immediately get pulled into a hug by… Dipper?! What the heck? Am I in some alternate dimension..? I hope not.. 

“I- I’m sorry.” He pulled away from the hug and looked into my eyes. “You were out for two days. Mabel is sleeping because she has been up. We went to school everyday but after school come here.” Dipper explained. Nope not an alternate dimension. Still the awkward Dipstick. I pull him back into the hug making me blush. But I also see a tint of pink on him too… AUGHHH FEELINGS THEY COME ONCE AGAIN!!! 

The next day there were no surges. Or the next.. Or for the next month. It took weeks, but finally on the same day of the month that it had happened… in december it happened again… 

Ironically Dipper was here… but only Dipper. We were hanging out. Usual Monday hang-out while Mable was at a club meeting. 

“Hey Dipper.. Do you believe in magic..?” I asked

“I- I am not sure.. After that surge you had that one time though.. It's hard to believe that there’s not magic.” Dipper said chuckling. I giggled. I loved to make him laugh. 

I have also come to the conclusion.. I like-like Dipper… I can’t change it.. Everytime I am around him I feel better. If I am sad I go to Dipper’s house… That’s how it’s been for the past 3 months… I wonder if he has any feelings for me… I bet he doesn’t. 

Dippers PoV

“I- I am not sure.. After that suge you had that one time though… It’s hard to not believe that there’s not magic.” I said chuckling. She giggled along with me. Her laugh was so mesmerizing. 

I have come to the conclusion… I like-like Grace. Like severely like her. I loved to be around her even when I didn’t want to be around people she somehow always made me feel better. It might sound weird, but I want to ask her out… but I need a plan. 

“Uhh… Dipper? You okay there?” Grace asked, “You seem to be staring at me.. Is there something wrong?” 

“What? Uh.. No..? I didn’t realize I was staring. Sorry..” I said. I wasn’t sure what to do… Should I take my chance now? Wait..? I don’t know… I might just have to go to Mabel… She is kind of an ‘expert’ at this… Not…

“Grace… It’s getting pretty late.. We should probably get heading home.” I start to walk home with Grace following me. We eventually reached each other’s houses and said goodbye… Oh boy. I come inside to find Mabel doing a glittery project. 

“Hey Dipper!” Mabel greeted. “Whatcha doin’ bro bro?” 

“Oh nothing. I just need to ask you something. In private.”

“Okay.” She got off of the chair and followed me into my room. “Is this about you liking Grace?” Mabel asked as I close my door to my bedroom. 

“What the-?! How’d you know?!” I exclaimed. I was curious on how she knew. 

“Oh come on! Don’t think I don’t notice your whispering under your breath. Also, I saw that one sheet of paper that said that you liked her! I thought it was so sweet so I kept it!” Mabel said. I- I couldn’t believe it. She snooped in my room?? Oh well… It’s my sister. What am I gonna do about it..?

“Unfortunately.. Yes. I need help.. You know how awkward I am! I can’t just go up to her and say “Oh Grace, I like you.” No, ju- just no... it doesn’t work like that..” 

“That’s okay Dipper! Don’t worry I’ll help you.” She said hugging my shoulder. “Just NO SCRIPTS OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT. Okay?” Mabel was pointing in my face now. I sighed. 

“Alright okay..” 

A/N: I know short chapter but I need some ideas.. Maybe skips..? Or other stuff like that..? Also do you guys want me to write another story? I kinda have an idea… like with Will Cipher.. Reverse Falls..? Ish..? 

c h a p t e r  s i x

Graces Pov

When Dipper left, I decided to consult the only person I know would help me. Mackenzie. 

Hey Mack. I- I uh have a problem…

OOooOohhh What is it???

Well, there is this boy who is adorable… and well… I think I might have feelings for him… 

OMG who is it???

Well… His name is Dipper, but I don’t know his real name…

Dipper? That’s a strange name.. Anyways do you have his number?

Yea. why?

I’m gonna need it if you want him.

Mack.. he probably doesn’t even like me. 

He probably does. Now… I need his number.

Ugh. Fine. It’s 1-(xxx)xxx-xxxx

Thanks!

Mhm.

**End of conversation**

The damage has been done. It’s only a matter of time before Dipper knows. Why did I end up giving Mack his number? Things will definitely be awkward at school. 

I was just sitting on my bed regretting my life choices when I get a text from Mabel.

Hey Grace! I have the best news ever!

Okay. Tell me. 

I can't. You have to come over for me to tell you. It's that important.

Oh alright. I’ll be over in a few. 

Thanks! 

Np.

*End of conversation**

“Mom I’m going over to Mabel’s house.” I yelled for my mother from my room. I wasn’t exactly sure what Mabel wanted me over for, but I’m sure it's exciting. I walk out into the kitchen where Mom was making cookies. 

“Okay sweetie. Just text me when you are coming home.” She said sweetly. 

“Thanks. Bye! See you later.” I waved to her and left. I seriously wonder what Mabel could want.

Mabel’s POV

I put down my phone and look to Dipper. “See? It’s not that difficult to have Grace come over.”

“I- I know but.. But what if something happens? What if I stutter and she doesn’t like me anymore? As a friend. I know for certain she doesn’t like me otherwise... “ Dipper spiraled. 

“Bro-Bro! Chill! I am sure everything will go fine if you talk to her like a normal person.” I shrugged. I mean I’m not wrong.

“I- I- Yeah.. I just need to rela-” The doorbell rang. “Oh no.. Mabel… I can’t do this..”

“Oh be quiet Dipper. You’ll do great.” I gave him a thumbs up as he walked to the door. I know everything will go GREAT! I will be spying on them from this security camera I made from my phone. 

Dipper then opened the door to see Grace standing there, awkwardly. 

“Hi.” She muttered. 

A barely audible, “Hey,” was muttered back. “So, uh” Dipper stopped to clear his throat, “Grace, wanna come inside?”

“Isn’t that what I’m here for? I mean I’m not gonna just stand out here all day in the cold talking to you. That’d be silly.” She chuckled.

“Oh, oh right. Come on in.” 

**Dipper’s POV**

I guide Grace to come inside. 

“So, Dipper. What’re we doing today?” Grace asks. God.. Her emerald eyes and… No. Dipper focus. 

“I, uh, well I had something planned. I got us reservations at the nicest restaurant in town.” Well, I guess this is my chance to ask her out.. I clear my throat before I start to speak again. “I have been wanting to ask this for a while now.. Do you want to go on a date? Like- Like maybe even be my girlfriend..?” I ask shutting my eyes not knowing what she was going to say. I opened my eyes slightly because she hasn’t said anything.

“Dipper.. I- I” She pauses to take a breath. “Of course.” She hugged me. Then the unimaginable happens. She takes my face and kisses it. Her soft, warm lips pressing against mine. I was surprised at first, but eventually relaxed into the kiss. It wasn’t long… maybe a few seconds, but it was the best moment of my life. 

After she pulled away, she hugged me again. “Oh, you’re such an adorable little awkward bean” She said into my sweatshirt. 

“Heh, thanks?” I say smiling. 

“Don’t worry Love, it was a compliment.” Grace says pulling away from the hug.

I chuckle. It really was great to have the one you love to love you back. 

~~~~~

Grace’s Mom’s POV

I need to contact Bill. If I don’t, our daughter could be in danger. I just end up summoning him. My husband isn’t home, and Grace is with her friends. Perfect. 

“Bill Cipher. I need to make a deal.” I said with confidence.

Everything turned grey except for me. 

“I knew you’d want me back!” Bill was right behind me.

“No, Bill I left you because you’re crazy and insane. I was scared and pregnant at the time. I was young. I’m sure you know that Grace was born. Your daughter?” I never told Bill I was pregnant. 

“I- I had a daughter?” Bill was at a loss for words. Astonished even. He didn’t know. He was busy planning for something in the Nightmare Realm. Something big…

“Y-You had no idea!? I thought you were watching over us because that’s how much of a psychopath you are!” I yelled. 

“Woah, chillax Jessica, I know I’m a psycho, but I had other business elsewhere. I can’t just stay here and watch over you. I have a life unlike you.” He crossed his noodle arms in frustration. 

“Well, it seems as though you don’t have a life. When I called you said “I knew you’d want me back!” I distinctly remember.” I said confidently. 

“I-I-” Bill’s ‘Face’ turned red. “Sure whatever. Yes, I said that. I might still want you back to make you my queen, but when I saw you with that Christopher… I couldn’t take it anymore. I left your thoughts.” 

“YOU WERE INVADING MY THOUGHTS?!” I boomed. 

“No, not exactly. I wasn’t reading them. I was just there to look after you. See, I didn’t know you were pregnant. I would’ve heard that from your thoughts if I were trying to read them.”

I was at a loss for words. I mean… why was he looking after me? 

“I see you want to know why I was looking after you. Well,” He paused. “I- I really didn’t have anything better to do. I was bored and you were my toy.” I looked at him fearfully. “No, not like that… Kid, I just want what’s best for you.”

“I am not a kid.” I said raising my eyebrow. “Nevermind that. I still have a deal I want to partake with you.”

“Oh?” He said raising an eyebrow. “And what must that be?” 

“Please look over Grace, and when she turns thirteen you can meet her. She will,” I gulped. Do I really want to do this? I have to. For the sake of my daughter. “She will decide who she wants to live with full time. You can’t influence her though if she doesn’t want to live with you.” I sighed.

“Okay. Fair deal.” Bill stuck out his hand for you to shake it to seal the deal. His hand lit on fire before you shook it. “Okay! Thanks! I have one daughter to look after! Remember; reality is an illusion, the universe is a hologram, buy gold, bye!” Then he left. 

I gasped. Everything was back to normal. Except for Grace. She would have to handle having a demon in her mind. For eternity.

A/N: Wow.. uh hey. I'm uh back. I'm sorry for the lack of updates. School has been tough. Also I have the whole story planned. Just some middle parts I need ideas for… please comment and vote! 

c h a p t e r  s e v e n

Grace’s POV

“Dipper.. I- I” I pause to take a breath. “Of course.” I hugged him. Then the unimaginable happens. I’m not sure why I did this, but I took his face and kissed it. His soft, warm lips pressing against mine. I was surprised at first, like, what was I thinking?! But, it seems as though he enjoyed it because he kissed me back! It wasn’t long… maybe a few seconds, but it was the best moment of my life. 

After I pulled away, I hugged him again. “Oh, you’re such an adorable little awkward bean” I said into his sweatshirt. 

“Heh, thanks?” I hear him say with a bit of question in his voice. 

“Don’t worry, Love, it was a compliment.” I say pulling away from the hug. 

The events after that were amazing. Dipper took me to the place where we were going to have our date. “Oh, shoot, Dipper it’s getting late.” I say as we approach the restaurant. 

“Oh, do you want to go home? Your house, I mean.”

“Nah, I’ll just tell my mom that I’m sleeping over.” I say pulling out my phone. 

“Okay. Good plan.” He nods. After I tell Mom and she allows me to stay, I look up at the sign to see what the restaurant is called. Bonne Nourriture. Hm. Must be French. We walk in to see the Hostess named Lunette. Her name even sounds French. 

“Hello. Ah, you must be Mr. Pines. Oh, and his plus one.” She said looking at us. “I’ll take you to your seats.” She guided us to a secluded part of the restaurant. Our menus were on the table, along with a knife, spoon and fork. Plus, some nice smelling candles. “I’ll be right with you to take your orders. Anything you want to drink?”

“Just a Pepsi.” Dipper told the Hostess. 

“Same for me.” I said. 

“Okay I’ll be back.”

We sat there in total, but comfortable, silence, until Dipper spoke up. 

“So, uh. Grace, you are for sure spending the night? “ He questioned, twiddling his fingers.

“Yep, just told her I was staying at Mabel’s. I didn’t mention you because she probably would think I was spending the night because of you being my boyfriend.” I said. He looked concerned. “Although, I will tell her that you are my boyfriend. Don’t worry.” 

“You sure she’ll want to know?”

“I’m sure she knows you’re an amazing, adorable, smart…” I spiral. I realize what I’m doing and cough. “Um, yeah, a smart kid, and I am sure that she’ll understand. My dad on the other hand…” 

“I’m sure it’ll be okay.” He told me reassuringly. I sigh. 

“Yep. It’ll have to be. They can’t control my actions.” I pick up the menu and look at everything. “Dipper I can’t afford this.” 

“Don’t worry. I have it all on the bill. No matter what you order, it’ll be fine.” He told me. “You know, there is something I want to tell you... “ He said worriedly. Uh-oh… Now it’s my turn to be concerned. 

“What is it?”

“Well, it’s my real name. Obviously, Dipper isn’t my real name. It’s uh- Mason. I know it’s a stupid name,-”

“No, Mason, I think,-” I look away in embarrassment,” I think it’s an adorable name.”

“You are going to start calling me Mason aren’t you?” He raised an eyebrow at me. I chuckled.

“Hm. Let me think about it… Yeah. I am.” I smirked. He laughed. 

“I am so lucky to have you..” He mumbled thankfully loud enough for me to hear. 

“Me too.” I mumbled back. 

About a minute later, our drinks came. “Do you know what you want?” The waitress asked.

“I’ll have Steak medium rare please.” I said. 

“I’ll have the same.” Mason answered.

“Alright it’ll be there with your food in a bit.” She answered and walked away.

“So, why did you start calling yourself Dipper?” I asked. 

“Well, I have this birthmark that looks kinda like the Big Dipper.” His face grew red with embarrassment. 

“Really? Where?” I asked growing curious. 

“On my forehead..” He lifted up his hair for me to see. 

“Wow! That’s so cool! I wish I was special like you Mason!” I said. I really love him. He is just so adorable. His brown eyes staring into mine. I just hope we can stay this way forever. 

“Grace, I dunno if you know this, but you are kinda staring at me.” I looked away. 

“I was not!” I say smiling. God, why does he have to be so ADORABLE?! 

Bill Cipher’s POV

I am SO glad Jessica made that deal with me! I honestly had no idea we had a daughter. I am sure she is evil! Just like me! Well, no one can be as great as me, right? 

I invade Grace’s mind to see her thoughts. 

Why did i have to move?

I wonder why I feel someone behind me.

I should really call Mack.

DIPPER DIPPER DIPPER

Her thoughts were really loud. God. In a few days her 13th birthday will come. I can meet her FINALLY. I mean she is my daughter after all. I should be able to meet her. 

I wonder who this ‘Dipper’ she thinks of is…  WELL TIME TO INVADE HER THOUGHTS EVEN DEEPER!

I look around to see a lot of memories of her in Minnesota. With all of the snow and ice. Disgusting. Well, don’t need that. I need to find this ‘Dipper’. 

I am searching through her mind as I see a strange memory, her and a boy. She looked like she was in pain. The boy was yelling “Grace what’s going on?!” Then her vision blacked out and the memory faded. I looked at the boy even closer. I wonder if that is this ‘Dipper’. 

I look through her eyes to see what she is doing now. Eating? At a fancy restaurant? With the boy in her memories?! This better not be like a date or something. 

I stopped yelling at her through my thoughts as a flash of another memory comes through. I look at the memory close… SHE IS KISSING THE BOY?! Oh, I cannot have this go on for any longer. I need to stop this- wait. No. Nope I can’t. I have to pull through with the deal that Jessica made with me. If I don’t, and stop this date, she won’t choose to live with me. I want her to live with me because, well, I dunno. I have always been alone. 

I mean I have Will. My twin brother I saved from the reverse dimension. He really isn’t good company. All he does is sleep, clean, and cry. I mean I get it, but can’t he have a little fun? 

I need to wait. Waiting is key.

 I can tell this ‘Dipper’ will be one of the keys to my master plan… 

Grace. She is the ultimate key. She will want to save me if I am gonna be harmed or ‘defeated’. She will stick up for me. No matter what I do. 

With Grace, nothing can stop me. 

A/N: Heh heh. Well, this is one heck of a chapter. I am so sorry if Bill seems OOC but… im sorry. I know this isn't long but I kinda wanted to put this in. Oh well. Not my best work either. I would’ve done better if I wasn’t so tired.

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Graces POV

Ah, winter break. A time for family, Christmas (Or any other holiday you’d prefer), and of course, MY BIRTHDAY! My Birthday is today! I run out of my room as fast as I can. 

“Mom! I am a teenager now!” I yelled to her as I give her a big hug.

[chaifootsteps]

re: convos about hazbin hotel's rating and kids being in the fandom.

i looked into what Amazon's Hazbin Hotel is rated and the confusing matter of the 16+ to 18+ rating. basically it's not uncommon for the (imo, broken) rating system to tag darker episodes with a higher rating than others, the intent is to let you know what the current episode will get into, but the fault is that it risks initially giving the impression the series is for a younger audience than it is.

& it *seems* the UI for the series page on Amazon defaults to the highest rated episode--bc it *was* 16+ before all episodes released, then bumped up to 18+ once episode 4 was there.

here's the rating on episode 4, which if it's the same as every other Prime episode i've watched, would've been briefly in the upper left corner in small text before fading away, easy to miss and lacks what would be more fitting verbage (i.e. sexual violence.)

and, here is what Hazbin Hotel's *official* certified ratings are, according to IMDb:

in relation to a shocking amount of kids being in the fandom, i tried to look into whether or not the Hazbin Hotel Pilot episode and/or Addict were age-restricted. y'know, bc everyone keeps saying it's an "adult show for adults." (which it is but ykwim.)

and it seems like there weren't/aren't. i checked in a logged-out browser if i'd get any sort of "this video is age restricted" or "sign-in to confirm age" YouTube filters. i didn't. i also tried playing them in Discord (bc usually if a YouTube video is age-restricted it'll stop you and make you view it on YouTube where it can confirm your age) both the pilot and Addict played without a problem.

(if someone else tries and finds they *did* hit an age-restriction block feel free to let us know.)

in addition, it seems a few redditors were discussing this very thing back when it came out, so they were either mistaken or it never had an actual age-restriction on it.

and the pilot's warning isn't even at the top or in caps or anything, it's a very casual "be warned this is aimed at older audiences hehe there are bad words and innuendos" line in the middle. not even "for" older audiences. "aimed" at them.

and as we know Addict has a proper warning at the start of the video that is as follows:

but, again, i was able to access Addict easily in a logged-out YouTube window which seems to indicate it had no age-restrictions on it.

i checked YouTube Kids itself and the good news is neither the pilot nor Addict show up in the search. the bad news is YouTube's content moderating is still lax enough that any dumbass can try and content-farm kids with whatever is recently popular, so a small handful of Hazbin-related videos like piano tutorials and silly crafts of the characters can be uploaded and labeled as "for kids" by those people. bc it's "just an innocent piano tutorial!" "just an innocent craft!"

but of course most of the "kids" we see in the fandom getting yelled at are generally 13-16 and up, just including the above for full context.

all-in-all i'm not trying to say that not age-restricting the pilot or Addict is some predatory action taken by viv, but to me it was/is a very poor ignorant or oblivious decision.

yes kids will always seek out content that isn't for them, but imo that's *why* the bear minimum is age-restricting and making it *clear* it's not for kids. it's for your own protection too.

if you put all the barriers up and kids still jump over them people can easily see it wasn't your fault. same goes for when construction sites or dangerous hills have warnings so they're not at fault if someone ignores the warnings and gets hurt.

but if those construction sites, hills, or videos made "for adults" don't have those warnings loud and clear, you're gonna get faulted, and you're gonna get kids running around even *more* confident that they belong there bc they were barely warned that they don't.

Thank you for laying it all out like this. This illustrates exactly what the problem is.

[blazehedgehog]

Y’all ever feel hyped to boot up an old game again and 5 minutes in you’re like “OH WOW THIS IS BORING” 💀

Specifically an old game? No, not in a long time.

The older a game is, the more resources available to you to determine its quality before you ever pick it up. I talk to friends about games, I hear what they're excited for, or what they've liked in the past, there are Youtube videos and Twitch streams. I have also been playing games for a very long time. I know my tastes.

So, for example, I know to stay away from strategy games. I don't like them. Once in a blue moon I'll get the itch, mostly out of nostalgia, to load up something like Warcraft 2 or Age of Empires, since I had friends that liked to play those and they made me tag along. But I've never finished one of those games and probably never will.

The last game, and maybe the only game, to come close to what you're describing, is Wario: Master of Disguise for the Nintendo DS.

Because, I mean, I like Wario platformers. How could it go wrong? You boot it up, and immediately the first problem rears its head: it's one of those DS games that expects you to draw on the touch screen with one hand and play using the other. That's bad enough.

Worse: not only do they expect you to draw shapes on Wario to change costumes, there's TONS AND TONS AND TONS of touch screen minigames. Sometimes you do two or three in a row.

WORST: The game is also incredibly dense with text. Everyone is talking and talking and talking and talking, all the time. It's plot and tutorials and endless, endless boring, bland, "flavor."

The first level in the game is 20 minutes long and I'd wager only three of those minutes are actually the advertised platformer part. The rest is minigames and so, so, so much reading.

The dialog isn't good. The minigames aren't new or special. And the platformer bits are very slow and clumsy. It isn't just "bad for a Nintendo game," it's just a bad game. The whole thing is a constant, non-stop exercise in tedium. I'm not even sure I made it all the way to the end of that first level before becoming exhausted by how lame it was.

But... things like that don't happen very often, I gotta say.

[oswanily]

Hey, Swann, how are you? About the creators ask game: pick 10 random questions of your choice. Thank you :-)

Thanks for the ask!!!

Since I am super indecisive, I used a random number generator lmao.

7: Thoughts on free content, donations, or paywalled CC?

Anti paywalls, anti early access even if EA says it's ok. Donations are fine, of course. Commissions are fine if they are reasonably priced (no, your one swatch recolor isn't worth 10 bucks if you just slapped another's artwork on a shirt). Honestly, I started charging for commissions because I was a broke student and didn't wanna beg, but if whatever the person is asking would only take 5 minutes, I'd be willing to do it for free.

32: A tutorial that made you up your game!

@zeussim's whole Youtube channel. I am not a tutorial person. I usually learn by trial and error (let's be real, a loooooot of error). But these are GOOD, couldn't recommend them enough. especially the ones on textures, if you make recolors like I do.

16: List some creators that always inspire you with their creations and talent!

@syboubou, @ice-creamforbreakfast, @simandy, zeussim whom I tagged above... there must be others but my brain refuses to think more.

12: CASt and fully customizable/recolorable content, or color/style swatches?

Never played sims 3 (which had a color wheel I think) so I am fine with swatches... as long as there is a decent number of them. Why would you go through the hassle of making a mesh for it to only have 2 swatches? I will never understand.

45: Do you post WIPs, or show your creations to anybody before posting them?

Sometimes I share them with my discord friends (simmers or not). It's fun showing the process to non simmers!

I have made one tutorial on youtube (very bad quality because I used a laptop microphone, also it's an hour long) which covers most techniques I use while recoloring, though.

This post is too long, will answer the rest in a part two (I hate scrolling past long posts so I won't inflict it upon you)

[veryace-ficrecs]

hiii um this is a bit specific but I'm looking for a certain fic, blade of mamora Keith where he's talking to another blade (I forgot which one it was) and the blade idk like the blade presses too hard on Keith's (I think it was shoulder) and it formed this like bruise thing and uhh idk I barely remember it nvm

(if you can't find the other one it's ok it's rlly specific and I barely remember it but it's been stuck in my head for so long help) or just fics where Keith's height difference between the other blades/paladins/people is highlighted because i like bullying my favourite characters

Hi!!! I wasn't able to find that fic for you I'm sorry <(＿　＿)>

But to make it up to you, here are some

Short Keith Fic Recs

This list will include all ratings and tags, so read at your own discretion! :)

Top Shelf by napenthusiast - Rated E

Lance caught a glimpse of Keith hopping slightly on the balls of his feet trying to reach something from the top cabinet. It was the cabinet above the fridge that Keith typically avoided because he didn't like asking Lance to get things from high spaces. Because that meant acknowledging their height difference, and Keith was adamant about pretending that it didn't exist. Now, Lance, of course, didn't have any qualms about the difference. He actually really liked it. But right now? Right now he LOVED the height difference.

The Distance Between Us (is like a foot lolol) by sadtomatoboy - Rated G

Keith is short, Lance is an ass

Gasolina by luc_mcknight96 - Rated T

Lance is a mechanic, working at the Castle Garage. Keith is a tattoo artist by day, and up-and-coming street racer 'Leo' by night - under the tutelage of the famous 'White Stripe'. When Keith finds his bike in need of a little TLC, he goes to the closest garage - Castle. The moment Lance sees the rugged, tattooed racer, he knows he needs to become his friend. Will the cold-hearted Keith drag Lance into the seedy underworld of illegal motorcycle racing, or will the genuine Lance show Keith that there is more to life than bikes and infamy? *G A S O L I N A* AU where Keith races motorcycles and Lance is a mechanic.

Heart Café by klqncing - Rated G

"Another day, another fucking bit closer to death." Keith Kogane really could not give a shit about this café. Although he 𝘪𝘴 the manager, he has better things to do, being the prioritized gay he is. Like...obsessing over the cute brunette who just walked in. Hold on...𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮. This is either gonna end in a disaster or in marriage. Only one way to find out.

Keith is short by jordynshere - Not Rated

Keith is short. He doesn’t like it. He doesn’t like it, but he will admit it. And most of the time, he would find a way around most of the height-related problems he would get himself into. Sometimes, however, he would not find a way. Sometimes, he would require the assistance of someone taller than him. And those times were always, without fail, utterly humiliating.

Beach one shot by Some_Beanz - Not Rated

a little one shot with soft Keith and Lance The team land on a planet searching for a crystal, it just so happens this planet has a beach.

Baking cookies is hard by chaeussy - Rated T

Extremely hard. That's what Takashi Shirogane realised. It isn't easy to bake cookies. Keith and Shiro had watched about two or three tutorials on youtube and realised that it would be fairly easy to bake cookies but when they started it was utter chaos.