Oh, but today isn’t just Valicertine’s Day -- it’s also @polyamships‘s (as I saw on @polyshipweek) 25th Polyam Shipping Day! (It’s the 14th of each month, as per their blog, so it just automatically lines up with Valentine’s Day.) The theme for this one was “inspiration,” and, well -- you can probably guess which two posts I recently reblogged inspired this. XD Specifically, I found the “bitches will be like ‘my ot3′” post first while looking up polyship stuff generally on tumblr, then stumbled across the “the ideal build for an OT3″ post while browsing one of the specific polyamory-themed blogs (@polyamorousmood, to be precise) that I’d found. And after putting them both in my drafts for later, I thought it might be funny to try and combine them. . .
And then I saw the theme for the Valentine’s Polyam Shipping Day and thought “well, now I HAVE to do it.” XD So yes, enjoy a bit of extra Valicer content in the form of a double-trouble OT3 meme. XD
[text: “Bitches will be like “my ideal OT3 build” <3 <3 <3 and it’s:
(next to a picture of Alice Liddell with her Vorpal Blade) A straight-up Bitch who could murder them but who instead likes only them;
(next to a picture of a rather depressed-looking Victor Van Dort) A traumatized himbo noodle who hasn’t had a good night’s sleep in six years;
(next to a picture of Smiler (Sims 4, black hair with purple highlights, bright yellow eyes, pale skin) grinning wildly into the camera) And a borderline cryptid who almost got both of the other two murdered mind-controlled.
It’s me. I’m bitches.]
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Ok, I recently wrote an essay [here] talking about the definition and duties of civil engineering as well as the ethics because of the brain rot @swordfright gave me with calling Dream Sam’s ultimate engineering project. So, because I actually am a civil engineer I took it upon myself to design the title and summary of quantities sheets just like I do at work for roads but with Dream as the project instead. And in honor of angst day sponsored by @sixteenth-day-event, I figured I’d share it because I feel like it kinda works for the prison of the mind prompt.
“Sam’s “ultimate engineering project” he deemed too damaged like a bumpy road or crumbling building that wasn’t worthy of patching and filling in the cracks or reinforcing, that’s too eroded to be fixed and preserved. So, Sam strived to tear him down to the bedrock so he could remake, remold, and reengineer Dream according to his design for the common safety, public health and well-fair.”
{These are very similar to the actual sheets I make day to day, which I shall not share for the sake of doxing my location, but yea pretty much everything has a significance. Some of it doesn’t necessarily make sense but that was because I was more so taking inventory of what we see in lore (so you know I counted ;) lol)}
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It has been… so long since I did anything traditionally literal years but starting with a random post order 66 Quinlan felt like the right way to begin doing it again
Really need to practice traditionally more because force, the issues I see XD we will persist though
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If you're still taking requests on the polyam drawing thing, D2 with Padme/Rex/Anakin?? (with Rex in the middle getting smoochies 😚🙏💖)
If you're not, then just thank you for sharing I'm enjoying seeing the cute poly/platonic art! 😊
Changed to E3 for a pose, and I’d turned it super self indulgent (pretty purple background for me yay!☺️) I hope you will like it too! Thanks for asking!💕
I really like this look for Padme (mostly because of her beautiful hair), and I also wanted to deck Rex out in something pretty too. It’s a nice pink tinted dream :3
Polyam/platonic poses for these sketches
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Week 50 - March 10th, 2024
'Hold On Loosely' - 38 Special
Spotify / YouTube
If you recognize this one then you aren’t crazy, because this is pulled from a photo shoot of Ewan McGregor where he was absolutely young and without a care. Perfect padawan Obi-Wan material.
Enjoy!
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Keiji always knew Koutaoru has a gentle touch.
He isn't foreign to the callouses and marks that etched along his partner's fingers. His high school years informed him much that his star could send spike after spike relentlessly, the sound resonating throughout a gym, arena even if Bokuto was eager enough. There on the sidelines he'd look over to see Bokuto sending in the most obnoxious high five, wishing the unfortunate soul that would be on the receiving end of Bokuto's "pat" to the back a get well soon and seen how enthusiastic Bokuto's every movements have been over the years he's known him.
However, Keiji knows just how gentle Koutarou's touch had always been.
For those very same hands were the ones that welcomed him warmly when he first joined Fukurodani's volleyball team. Those same eager movements so easily passed and shared food to him from his bento box. Such hands offered him kindness Keiji didn't think he should hold when his thoughts started to overrun him.
They wrapped bandages around his fingers from careless mistakes and hasty injuries, they hugged his own fingers tight and offered warmth when Akaashi's own fingers were surrounded in cold. Such movements held him close when he sobbed, fingers interlaced as the curtains closed on their last match and they offered their goodbye to the court.
If Keiji can trace along his skin, he could trace the fondest memory of Bokuto quietly reaching for his hands, looking him in the eyes and telling him the most earnest words with the stars being their only witness, an earnest I love you.
By then Koutarou's touch had only grown more gentle, stolen touches underneath the table during group dinners, merely sitting side by side a bench or finding comfort in sharing a bed and finding rest in each other's presence.
Keiji always knew Koutaoru has a gentle touch.
And as he watched from the distance, there is something to be said about how small and fragile a young child's hand could be as it reached out for Koutarou's own. The little kid jumped and hollered, bouncing as it requested for Koutarou to teach him how to spike once more. If anything Koutarou was surrounded by numerous children, all running and prodding to learn volleyball that their eagerness almost had Koutarou being swept up in their tidal wave of unbridled energy.
A reflection of who Koutarou once was, a reflection of who Koutarou still is regardless of all the years that have passed.
It makes Keiji laugh.
It makes Keiji smile.
It makes Keiji cry, almost.
He watches on as Koutarou eagerly but carefully guides those children, positioning their arms and rubbing their heads over a successful spike, hands so full of care and love that Keiji could never feel so deserving of it even now.
Keiji always knew Koutarou has a gentle touch, and in turn he wants to offer all those in kind. Offer his support, his care, his love really to the man that had left him speechless since day one. To the man who still leaves him speechless with all the children he's surrounded by.
And as Keiji stands up from the bleachers and makes his way over to Koutarou and the kids, there's he would offer Koutarou his own gentle touch, with one hand holding Koutarou's own and the other holding a ring from behind with the promise of forever.
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I think very often about what kind of father Chuuya would be and with how considerate he was with Akutagawa in the drama CD, it's safe to say he's great at taking care of others 😌
I'm also very weak for this one particular kind of setting, of a parent taking a nap with their child, so I decided to be self-indulgent. It's the cutest thing ever 🥺
If anyone's interested, there's more info on Fumiya here!
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