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It hasn’t even been a day since I posted a guide on how to make AI-Proof watermarks, and that guide is already my most liked post on Artstation.
A big thanks to @thatdogmagic for inspiring the research that went into this!
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nienzienya · 1 year
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I just noticed this email in my team's mailbox...
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nienzienya · 1 year
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...drawing and coloring gemstone based on real object is much trickier than I imagined... 
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nienzienya · 1 year
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Wild Pansy, Viola tricolor L. Reworking old artworks. This was my entry on 2020 Aromaytic Challenge on Instagram. Originally drawn on paper.
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nienzienya · 1 year
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Bunga Sedap Malam in Bahasa Indonesia. Also known as Polianthus tuberosa.
Ink on paper. Digitally coloured in SAI + PSCS3 + Wacom Intuos 3
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nienzienya · 1 year
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Arbutus flower
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nienzienya · 1 year
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Sweet Pea flower for the New Year! 
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nienzienya · 2 years
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Alucard: Dad, this all still about Mom? Because the Succubus I met earlier gives me pause. There’s also a guy named Shaft who works here.
Dracula: Ally, maybe when you get a demonic castle and make a name for yourself—by which I mean one that isn’t mine—I’ll explain how difficult it is to date While also embodying all evil.
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nienzienya · 2 years
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Castlevania: The Dating Sim
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nienzienya · 2 years
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Since magic in Castlevania is like computers, imagine someone doing a resurrection spell after season 4 and you get a message Dracula.exe. not found.
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If you're still doing the headcanons ask meme can I please request 10,14,15,20,33&42 for kuai Liang?
No problem!
From this list.
10. A sex fantasy they consider so dirty they would never say it out loud, least of all ask for it
Well, what he considers dirty is pretty vanilla for most people. A simple lovemaking session with someone he loves and cares about. If he’s feeling particularly naughty, he’ll even allow his mind to fantasize about doing it in the dojo or some private spot inside the Lin Kuei temple.
14. A sound they love
Falling asleep to the sound of the rain as it cascades down the rooftops, only to kiss the ground.
15. What is intimacy to them? Do they long for it, are they afraid of it?
He’s definitely not afraid of it but Kuai recognizes a certain challenge (an utmost personal challenge) in the act of having to balance emotions and urges. Intimacy appears as compelling for him, most of the times, but a part of him also perceives it as a distraction.
20. What they fear the most about themselves
Being too strict to those he loves the most. His introduction with Cetrion comes to mind, when she asks him to forgive Bi-Han but he refuses to do so. A good grandmaster must always show a strong hand and an unalterable sense of leadership – but a good grandmaster also needs to open up to the chance of showing some mercy from time to time, and Kuai needs to understand that forgiving others does not make him a weak man.
33. Their way to show love, without saying “I love you”
With his silence. If he’s completely silent, if he’s letting you speak your heart out, he’s not spacing out; he’s listening.
42. Something that could make them weak in the knees
When people flirt with him. he’ll never admit to this because most people know he sees love as a distraction, but the second he realizes someone is flirting with him or trying to flirt with him something triggers inside the man even if he’s not willing to act on it.
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Hi! Hello! Could you tell me how Rude would handle having a crush?
In one word, poorly. Rude cannot contain himself when he has a crush, and it gets to the point that everyone around him knows it. He stammers, he hides his face, he takes their side no matter how absurd their argument is, and he goes out of his way to do favors for them. His crush will probably know before he ever says a word, depending on how savvy they are. 
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nienzienya · 2 years
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Final Fantasy VII: Remake → Having fun yet Cloud?
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nienzienya · 2 years
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Immortality -Avalanche-
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Prompt: FF7 Request about AVALANCHE reacting to Reader that’s based off of Kenny (from south park) from it? Getting killed a lot but always coming back to life and not really knowing how?
Pairing: Avalanche / Immortal!Reader
Summary:
Word Count: 663
Warnings: Death of reader
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When your body hit the floor it felt as time stopped. All the members stared and waited for movement. Anything at all to prove you still have life, but you laid still. Tears started to stream down Wedge’s cheeks as he witnessed the life leave your body. Jessie rushes over to comfort him while Biggs stood in shock.
Sitting on the train back to the slums they sat in different sections. Each wanting to be alone. Biggs sat towards the front contemplating the plan he made, wondering if he made the correct decisions.
Wedge moved towards the back where less people were. As he sat down memories of his time with you came flooding back. All the smiles and laugh your shared now cause pain and tears.
Jessie was in the middle going over her own actions, maybe if she had gotten to you just seconds earlier, maybe the two of you could have defeated the foe together. Once they returned to the slums everyone went their separate ways.
The next morning began like normal. Everyone got up and started their usual morning routine.Feeding their pets, fixing breakfast, and coming up with the next step. Then they all met up at the seventh heaven bar.
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nienzienya · 2 years
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:::Wake Up Shinra!:::
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:Synopsis: Shinra’s Crew waking up with you 
:Characters: Reno. Rude. Tseng. Rufus.
:Tags: SFW! GN!Reader. Domesticity. Forehead Kisses. Reno looking at you like he’ll die for you. Breakfast in bed. Doggies in bed too. Rude being himself.
:Authors Note: I just…. Really thought that @brilcrist​ photo series of Shinra’s crew morning had to be written in words. It was just so beautiful! I love their work! Please go check them out! Credit to the photo here.
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Reno
“Do you really gotta go? C'mon theyre never gonna notice if you dont come in” You want to turn around and reprimand him , but you know if you turn, he’ll get his wish. God he’s beautiful, laying there like that, clutching your pillow against him. If you sneak a glance you can still see his face smashed into it, smelling your scent. Blinking sleeping up at you- waiting for you to come back to bed. You’re not going to admit it, but you melt. This is your Reno, without the cool façade and the quippy words. The one who looks at you like you’re his world. That he’s ok with looking at you and nothing else ever again. Soft skin and hair that smells like your shampoo that he insist is so much better than his. He’s always so warm in the morning. Making you want to bury your face in his chest while he rambles about something or another. Legs intertwining around the sheets. Secretly rolling your eyes because those sheets were thousands a Gil. Knows Reno sleeps naked because of it. You feel his stare now in the back of your head and you sigh knowing you cant win. He’s grinning cockily when you do turn, holding the sheet out and making space for you. “C'mere, how about just ten more minutes” You know, even as you slide into the spot he kept warm for you, that you wont be leaving that soon.
Rude
Rude who never wants to wake you up in the morning. He knows its early so he’ll do his best to get up quietly. But when you get up with him, just to be in his space, he is secretly grateful. There’s a routine, making the bed, eating breakfast while you both watch the sunrise. Speaking quietly about the day ahead and what you plan to get up  to. But he waits for little moments. The moments where you yawn and press your face into his back as he cleans up his shave. Mumbling about how tired you are into the heat of his skin. You say he always smells good, but he hasn’t done anything special so he just lets you say whatever you want. He’ll grunts in acknowledgement, turn around silently to stare at you-waiting. Waiting for you to reach up and grab his freshly shaved skin and kiss his forehead, then his nose, and then his lips. The giggle you do relaxes his shoulders and sets his purpose to leave for the day. He doesn’t want to leave, he’d rather stay with you; He would do this everyday with you if he could. But he’s ok if he gets to wake up and have just one more kiss.
Tseng
Tseng is the epidemy of orderly. Not a hair out of place, no shirt untucked. You love that Tseng, but you think you love Tseng even more when he is heaving a sigh out of bed. Black hair falling across his face, clothing wrinkled. Brushes over to kiss your forehead softly, smelling softly of warmth and laundry. He wont admit it, but sometimes he hums softly while he’s getting ready. Its heady and low, comfortable enough to lull you back to sleep easily. But you love watching the process of Tseng getting ready. You get to see the sun filter into his hair and kiss his shoulders. Hear the shirt ride past his arms, the clicking of the buttons coming together, the tie tightening against his throat. Rubbing the lotion that is definitely yours, over soft fingers. He’ll look at you sometimes, heavy and weighted, wanting to say something. Only to turn around and continue to put his shoes on. You dont ask him to stay, because you know he wont, but just to come back home to you- however it may be.
Rufus
Rich and luxurious sheets cradle the both of you. You cherish these moments, when he hugs you a little bit tighter and his frown is almost nonexistent. Where he stares and there’s expressions in his eyes that he’s only saved for you. There is always a knock on the door, breakfast in bed. Specific foods for specific days. At least for Rufus it is. He only eats because it will give him more time to spend with you, but he’s not going to say that. He does flick your nose at the grumble of eating so early. This moment he doesn’t dare talk about work, this moment is his. Demands that you shower with him, to wash his hair if you’re feeling “useful”. Shakes off his glower when he’s come back, immaculately dressed and sees you back in bed with his silk robe on- cuddled with the dog. He wont waste his breath again when he demands that there will be no dogs in the bed. You never listen, you look him in the eye as you nuzzle your new warm pillow- his tell wagging in content. He’ll make sure to tell you tomorrow, when he isn’t so busy.
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nienzienya · 2 years
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FF VII - Sephiroth Headcanons | #7
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ANON: Headcanon or short story on S/O being there during the Nibelheim incident? Or at least hearing about it.
A/N: Hopefully by S/O you mean Sephiroth’s S/O. If not I’m sorry! You can always PM me and I can write a new one.
WARNING: SPOILERS
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HEARING ABOUT THE NIBELHEIM INCIDENT WOULD INCLUDE:
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nienzienya · 2 years
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Title I Aberration
Pairing I Sephiroth x Gn! Reader 
Tags I SFW. Dark themes. Angst. (Reader is generally uncomfortable). Genovas!Sephiroth. 
Notes I He is not nice, nor loving. This is when he comes back from the mindfuck Genova puts on him. 
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Something is wrong. You cant pinpoint it, or even begin to describe the gnawing feeling at the pit of your stomach. Something is just…not right about Sephiroth. He’s been home for a few days, but…he’s not home. You’ve waited for days with complete radio silence. Assuming that he was on a mission, you thought nothing of it.
But when he came home
Silence. A cold bleak silence that wrestled through your bones and made you clench your jaw. A feeling that has you grinding your teeth as you push through the feeling. 
Maybe… you just miss him?
His smiles have become slightly pressed and manic, filled with a dark fury you were not familiar with. 
It seems like a trick of the light when it happens, something only out of your peripheral. Because when you look at him again, its gone. You think that your touch might help, maybe it was a hard mission, but what you received was a stone wall. Arms wrapping around you and squeezing too tight. Fear that he might collapse your lungs with the unchecked strength.
He’s always been nothing but gentle with you, but since he’s come back, its still there- but different. His eyes hold a predatory look that makes your stomach squirm.
He says things. Words scrape past his teeth and they hurt. Sinking into you, bloody and painful. They’re never inherently mean, but his tone- the look in his eyes say it all. You flinch and press your shoulders together every time he speaks. He seems to relish in that power. He’ll find the best time to sneak up on you, a salacious shadow that feeds off your trembling breaths and hiccup gasps when he doesn’t apologize.
There’s a certain press in his touch. When he backs you into a wall, or holds your throat to get your attention. Its a little too hard and a little too fast and always has you hissing. Wanting to say no, but scared that it will set him off.
He’s started talking to himself, you no longer exist in his mind. He thinks aloud most hours of the day. About corruption and Genova and how he needs to save the planet. About a boy named Cloud. Always about Cloud. Chaotic mumblings and perturbed huffs of laughter fill the walls of the silent house. Days will pass with him staring at the wall, whispering to himself.
You want to ask him what’s wrong. You want to leave. And he knows it.
He notices how vulnerable and weak you are and he wants to feed off it.
You’ve imagined your body below him, bloody and broken. Shaking in fear, trembling like mad.
Its almost like Sephiroth can smell it on you. Makes his mouth stretch out too wide. Too uncanny. His eyes are bright and vicious when you come to him for comfort. Doesn’t let you go, even when you’re shaking and trying to back away.
No matter how much coffee you drink, you cant erase the exhaustion settling into your bones. Making itself at home in a way that ache along with you sobs.
You try desperately to allow your little fantasy to continue. Where Sephiroth touched you with a purpose, warm hands guiding and gentle smiles lifting you heart with blanketed peace. You miss embracing him, and how it always takes a second because he’s surprised, but no doubt will pull you in tighter.
It’s lonely now, terrifying, and cold. Resolutely, you think you need to leave.
But you feel your blood run cold at the thought, because you know, that there is no way you’re getting out alive.
-Keke 
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