#I forgot I’d put this in my drafts and not posted it

[notsoattractivearenti]

Golf Practice (Mason Mount x Reader)

WC: 1.7K

Warnings: sexually suggestive language, cursing (minors be warned)

A/N: even tho i didn't know anything about golf, i wrote this just cuz i can't resist golfer!mase (i did some research and still don't get golf lmao). also this has been sitting on my draft for a while and i forgot to post it 💀 hope you guys enjoy and i’d love to hear your thoughts thru ask/reply/reblog 💗 this was not proofread so apologies for any errors! feedbacks are highly appreciated 🤍

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“Y/N, are you ready?”

“Wait, wait,” you fixed your shirt, grabbed your golf cap – which Mason just bought for you recently just for this occasion – and put on your shoes.

You closed and locked the bedroom door. “Okay, let’s go.”

Mason took a good look at you and couldn’t stop himself from complimenting you.

“My God, Y/N,” he gulped, “you are so fucking sexy.” 

“Oh pfft,” you tried to cover the fact that he instantly made you blush, “just keep your pants on, mister.”

“Seriously though, I really mean what I say!” He laughed.

“You look so good it’s almost hard to resist.” He continued.

“Yeah yeah yeah, whatever, can we please just go???” You insisted.

“Okay, okay, off we go then.”

He grabbed the car keys then playfully slapped your butt before he sprinted his way to the car.

“Wha- Mason!” You gasped.

—

You and Mason finally arrived at the golf course. You have never been to one before, and you were a little bit stunned when you saw how big the course was.

“Mase… I thought we were going to like, smaller golf course or something.”

“Hmm, I don’t know what made you think that but this is the place I usually play with the lads.”

“And now you’re just playing… With me?”

He laughed at your question.

“Duh, this is a date, no?”

“Yeah…” You scratched your head. “I mean, I feel like this is way too big for just us. Also you know I’ve never played golf before and this kind of makes me nervous.”

Mason then leaned in and kissed you on the top of your head.

“Don’t be nervous, my love. We’re here to just simply have fun... I will teach you if you want.” He softly assured you.

You knew it was just for fun, but you couldn’t help but feel a bit – no, not a bit, very – competitive. You’re aware you can be a sore loser sometimes, and though Mason has seen that side of you a few times, you still didn’t want to be a pain in the ass when losing especially on a sport you have not even one clue about.

“Okay, but you know I still want to win, right?” You bluntly told him.

“Of course.” He nodded and smiled.

“But just so you know, I’m so good at this you probably have little to no chance of winning this time, Y/L/N.” He said smugly.

“Oh, it’s on like a prawn who yawns at dawn, Mount.”

—

The entire time, Mason was the one driving the golf cart. You both were chatting away while your eyes were wandering around the course.

“Imagine having a course this big in your backyard,” you said to yourself, “pretty hard to maintain, I assume.”

“I mean, you sure can pay people to take care of it.” Mason chimed in.

“Yeah, if I have the money to pay them.” You shook your head.

“If you have a golf course in your backyard, then you must definitely have tons of money beforehand, Y/N!” He laughed.

“Do you see our future house with a golf course, hun?” You asked him.

“I don’t know, maybe?” He answered. “But I want a small football pitch more, though.”

“Yes, that sounds more like us. I like that idea as well.” You agreed to him.

“I would love to practice with our kids there one day. That would be great, right Y/N?”

You smiled. You do love the idea of playing football with your future little family in the backyard one day.

“Sounds wonderful.”

—

“Okay, I’ll go first.” Mason said as he took two golf clubs from the bag, then handed one for you.

“Watch how I play closely, yeah?”

“Mmm, gladly.” You responded jokily, as you stood slightly behind him.

This time, you made him blush. He shook his head and cleared his throat, then fixed his posture before making a move.

“Nice butt, by the way.” You teased him.

“Y/N!” He briefly tilted his head back and squeezed his eyes. “Focus, please.”

“Okay, okay, sorry,” you giggled, “go on baby.”

He got into position and swung the club. You both then carefully watched where the ball landed.

“Alright, that’s my mark,” Mason pointed out at where the ball was, “try to hit your ball further if you can.”

“But I doubt you can.” He sarcastically murmured.

“Uh, I heard that!”

You then walked back to the initial spot and tried to imitate Mason’s posture before swinging the ball.

“Mase, is this correct?” You asked.

“Hmm, not quite.” He replied.

“Is it alright if I stand behind you to help?” He politely asked – a real gentleman he is.

“Yeah, go ahead.” You agreed. “Just try not to get hard, yeah?”

He immediately snorted and laughed.

“I’ll take my chances.” He funnily responded back.

He stood right behind you and started helping fix your posture until it felt right.

“Don’t hold back while swinging. Put your full strength on it.” He suggested.

“Like this?”

You gave yourself a try at swinging the golf club. You didn’t see it but you almost hit him on the head with the club.

“Whoop, careful!” He put down the club. “Here, I’ll guide you.”

He put his arms around yours and carefully guided you the right way to swing. With him gently helping you this close, you couldn’t exactly pay good attention to what he was trying to teach you. 

“This feels so intimate.” You blurted it out.

He chuckled.

“Focus, Y/N. You want to win, no?”

You nodded. My God, I love it when he is in this serious mode, you thought to yourself. The truth was you started to feel slightly turned on, but you were trying to resist your urge since you also genuinely wanted to learn how to play golf – you were basically fighting for your life. You were supposed to learn and practice with your “personal coach” but your mind was filled with filthy thoughts about the things you wanted your boyfriend – who was guiding you through your first-ever golf game at the moment – to do to you.

“Y/N, are you still with me?”

Whoops, you just realized you were so caught up with your thoughts you were spaced out for a bit – and of course Mason noticed.

“Yeah, yeah, I am. Sorry.”

After a few tries, you told Mason you finally felt ready to take your first swing. He stepped back and cheered you on.

“Let’s go my love!”

You got into position then tried to swing your golf club, but you failed to hit the ball. Both you and Mason suddenly burst into laughter.

“Y/N, you’re the prettiest but what a terrible golfer you are!” Mason made fun of you.

“Shut up Mase! That was only the first try!” You defended yourself.

You gave it another try, this time you did hit the ball but it was definitely not a good shot. The ball only landed around 30 centimeters across from you – you didn’t hit the ball hard enough and obviously, Mason’s was way further.

“Fuck!” You yelled in frustration.

“That’s fine, baby, you’re fine!” Mason rubbed your shoulders and kissed your head. “Well done nevertheless.”

—

At the end of the game, it was clear that Mason won. You don’t like to lose, no, but you were totally fine losing to him since golfing was very new to you. But for someone who could be very impatient most times, golf actually helped you exercise your patience even for a tiny bit. At the beginning, you repeatedly expressed a lot of frustration especially when the ball didn’t get into the hole, but slowly you learned how to be more calm and eventually after a few rounds less swear words came out of your mouth. Also, having a cute, hot date did make it a lot more fun.

Mason was happy to beat you but he lowkey wanted you to win – just because he loves to see you win. He never thought you would agree on a golf date, knowing you have never played before or have never shown any interest in the sport. He initially thought of doing miniature golf with you, but somehow he changed his mind and brought you to an actual golf course instead. He even bought you a brand new golf cap merely because he got so excited to go golfing with you. He also really enjoyed helping you practice, he thought it was the best thing that happened today.

“This was so fun, my love. Thanks for doing this with me.” He said at the end of the date.

He then gave you a quick kiss on your lips.

“Fun for you, meh for me.” You playfully rolled your eyes.

“What can I say? I’m just that good.” He bragged.

“Mmhm, I’ll give it to you this time. Next time, I’m going to beat your ass.” You said to him.

He grinned widely and patted your head.

“Sure, kid. Looking forward to the next one. And the other next ones.”

—

Now back at home, after you changed your clothes you saw Mason sitting at the backyard, cleaning the used golf clubs before storing them. You decided to join him there – you quietly approached him then hugged him from behind. He was a little surprised – even jumped out of his seat a little – when you did that but he tried to hide it from you.

“I knew you were coming, I can smell your perfume from afar.” This was his attempt to save his face.

“Oh I believe you.” You giggled as you kissed his cheek.

“You know, Mase,” you gently caressed his arm and seductively whispered into his ear, “I would very much love it if you smash me like you smashed the golf balls today.”

His eyebrow was raised quickly and he immediately turned his head towards you.

“Oh, really?”

You smirked.

“Mmhmm… Consider that as your prize for today.”

“Yeah? Do you really want me to uh, “smash” you as hard as I did to those balls?” He bit his lip as he teased you.

“Harder.” You emphasized.

“Well, since you asked for it…” Mason stood up, picked you up then started kissing your neck and lips, “it is my duty to deliver.”

—

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[seangelfish]

A/N: I was looking through the drafts of my old blog and found this perfectly written out fic, but it was never posted. So, here it is now! I want to write more Kanata fics since he's my first lover, so please keep a look out...! Anyway, enjoy!! ♡(>ᴗ•)

Dorm life

Kanata Shinkai x Reader ♡ Tags: Fluff, established relationship (with Kanata), romance, platonic relationships with Hiyori and Rinne, she/her pronouns ♡ Word count: 1,746 ♡ Synopsis: Kanata has invited you over for the first time! He’s really excited to have you around and so are his roommates. This is inspired by one of Hiyori’s idol stories: ‘How’s The Weather With All Three Together?’

“I’m home!” Hiyori called out, but no response was given.

He was confused as he was always greeted by someone when he came back from work.

“Is no one at home?” he questioned, reminding himself of his roommates’ announcements this morning. “No… there should be someone… Shall I try that again?”

Kanata looked up and finally said, “I can hear you, Mr. Sunshine~”

“Kanata?!” exclaimed Hiyori, startled. “Were you intentionally ignoring me?”

Kanata giggled, “Yes, I thought it would be ‘funny!’”

“I’d appreciate an immediate reply, you know!”

“Okay then, welcome back~”

Hiyori sighed, tossing his bag to the side. He wasn’t mad at Kanata or anything, in fact, his face was drawn with a smile. Kanata was so childlike and innocent, you just couldn’t help but smile along with him.

“Is that why (Y/N) likes you?” Hiyori muttered to himself, and thankfully, Kanata didn’t catch that.

Hiyori thought of you as one of your close friends, especially since you were so close with Eden due to your childhood friendship with Ibara. Hiyori always wanted the best for you. That’s why he was so curious about your relationship with Kanata the first time you mentioned him. Now that he’s roommates with him, Hiyori could finally see why you must like him so much.

Out of the blue, Rinne burst in with all laughs.

“I’m home!” he announced, smiling ear to ear.

Kanata smiled, “Welcome home~”

“Yes, welcome back,” beamed Hiyori. “Rinne-senpai, you seem really happy.”

“Yep, I did quite well today,” Rinne replied, and they both knew that he meant pachinko and not his idol activities. “I exchanged my winnings for a bunch of snacks. You guys can have some if you like.”

“Oh, then I’ll have a little bit of chocolate then,” said Hiyori.

“Hmm, no,” started Kanata. “But I’ll take the ‘dried sardine’ snacks since I’m full right now. Hehe, it’s free ‘calcium’.”

Suddenly, something caught his eye, and Kanata continued, “Ah, these are (Y/N)’s favourites! I’ll take these too then… She’ll be so happy~ Thank you, Mr. ‘Monarch.’”

Hiyori smiled at this and thought it was cute.

“Wow, so these are the snacks (Y/N) likes?” Rinne asked curiously. “Well, at least she has better taste than you, Kanacchi.”

Kanata pouted at this but decided to let it go anyway.

“Oh, yes…” Kanata began, looking at his two roommates. “I invited (Y/N) over. She’s supposed to be here by four.”

Kanata’s two roommates shot up from their positions in panic.

“What?!” cried Hiyori, eyeing the time which read half past three. “Why didn’t you tell us sooner? Rinne-senpai, go take a shower! Those types of places have that unruly smell that I do not like and (Y/N) probably doesn’t like it either! Kanata, clean up your mess too!”

“I’m on my way, Hiyori-chan!” said Rinne quickly, hurrying into the bathroom.

“Ah!” Kanata began.

“Kanata, what’s the matter?” Hiyori asked as he began to put away all their loose things, but Kanata didn’t need to answer as Rinne, who was in the shower, screamed:

“IT’S COLD AS BALLS!”

Kanata sighed, “I forgot that I was ‘bathing’ before the two of you came back…”

“So, you left the water temperature turned down again… Don’t I always tell you to turn it back up after you have a bath?” said Hiyori. “Also, could you sweep the floor?”

Kanata had picked up the dustpan and began sweeping the floor with a broom. “Again? That’s rude. It’s only the first time this week,” he replied.

“I just know (Y/N) tells you the same thing when you’re using her bathroom,” Hiyori retorted.

Kanata couldn’t help but chuckle at his friend’s statement because it was true. You would say that to him.

Rinne came back sneezing, clearly cold from his freezing shower.

“Man, I just went through hell,” he said with another sneeze.

“You certainly got back fast,” Hiyori acknowledged, “Can you please dust the place?”

“Aye, aye!”

Kanata was confused about why Hiyori was ordering them around. It’s not like Keito was doing a room inspection.

“Kanata, it’s because (Y/N)’s coming over,” Hiyori replied with Rinne agreeing. “You wouldn’t want her to see how messy our dorm is, do you?”

It wasn't that messy, but Kanata agreed anyway. “I guess you’re right. (Y/N) would appreciate that.”

So, the three of them continued to clean the place up until it was sparkling. The floors were spotless, beds were made and pillows fluffed, they even dusted the whole place so you could see your reflection in everything they owned.

Hiyori beamed proudly, “Phew! Well, that’s that!”

“Well done, everyone,” applauded Rinne before his eyes caught the weird object on his bed. “Woah, what the hell is this? Did some cryptic just take over my bed?”

Kanata laughed and corrected him, “It’s a ‘giant isopod’ from the AOUMI aquarium! You can use it as a pillow if you like. Hiyori didn’t like it, so I hope you can keep it.”

“Sure, I’ll take it,” said Rinne. “As a thanks, you can take as many of those snacks. But Kanacchi, shouldn’t you give these plushies to your girlfriend?”

“It’s okay~ I give her all of AOUMI’s new ‘releases’ before they’re even being sold!” Kanata answered happily. “She’ll always be the first person I will ever give ‘merch’ to!”

Hiyori was silent for a moment as he took Kanata’s words in. It just reminded him of the time you would talk about your boyfriend and how happy he made you feel. Hiyori couldn’t help but pinch his roommate’s cheek.

“Huh…? Mr. Sunshine, what was ‘that’ for?” Kanata asked, perplexed.

“Nothing,” Hiyori replied with a soft chuckle.

A knock was heard and Rinne, who was the closest one to the door, opened it. You appeared to them with a smile on your face.

Kanata’s whole demeanour brightened up even more as he ran over to you for a big hug. “(Y/N)!” he cheered, picking you up and twirling you around.

You couldn’t help but smile along with him. Your arms went around his neck as you laughed too. Hiyori and Rinne watched the two of you with a smile on each of their faces.

"Wow, your guys' dorm is pretty clean," you commented, observing the place.

You sat down on Kanata's bed, eyeing how cute his little space in the corner was. He had decorated the space with things that he liked, things that related to the ocean. You watched the small fish swim around the beautifully decorated tank that he had set up beside his bed, but you just couldn't help but eye the photos he had up above his bed frame.

"Yeah, we cleaned up the place before you got here," admitted Rinne. "Now you could praise us and tell us we did a good job!"

"You weren't supposed to tell her that, Rinne-senpai!" Hiyori hissed but backtracked anyway. "So... are you going to say anything?"

Their words went into your ear and out of the next. You were too focused on the photos Kanata had framed. The biggest photo on the wall was just of the sea, but the smaller frames held his most cherished memories.

Kanata couldn't keep his eyes off you, so he instantly noticed what you were staring at. He was on the floor, his head laid on your lap as you stroked his hair lovingly.

"Do you like it?" he asked as he hugged your waist tighter.

You smiled a bit. Your eyes were focused on a particular framed photo. Not of the photo of Kanata's big show with Ryuseitai or his photo with Kaoru and Souma at the aquarium, but of a photo of you and him that was taken by the sea far from Ensemble Square. In the photo, Kanata held both of your hands as if he was dancing with you on the beach; both of you with big smiles on your faces.

But you have never seen this photo before.

"Chiaki took it of us," answered Kanata despite the fact you haven't audibly questioned it yet. "It's my favourite one."

“It’s really cute,” you said as you continued to stroke his hair which he hummed in response. “Haha, you look so adorable in this photo!”

His roommates sat on their own beds, eyeing you two curiously. They were happy to see their friend be treated with so much love by you.

At this time, Rinne was using the giant isopod plushie as a pillow. You recognised the plush right away.

“Oh, did Kanata give you one too, Rinne?”

“You mean the cryptic?” he went. “Yeah, Kanacchi’s so cute like that, isn’t he?”

You giggled, “Yeah! He gave me one too! He always gives me plushies from his aquarium, he’s sweet like that.”

Hiyori couldn’t help but smile at this. Since he was one of your close friends, he couldn’t help but want the best for you, and that included romantic relationships. But now he knew that he didn’t need to worry about you anymore. Kanata was perfect for you, and he could see that you were happy with him.

“I originally gave it to Hiyori,” said Kanata. “But he didn’t want it. Is it really that scary?”

“It’s scary,” you, Rinne and Hiyori simultaneously replied.

Yet you continued, “But it’s cute in its own way.”

The three of you spent the rest of the time together playing games and watching a movie. You ended up cooking a meal to eat with them too. You didn’t want Kanata to cook, and you doubted that Hiyori or Rinne could cook either (considering the fact that Hiyori was a rich boy and Rinne was a monarch).

They applauded your cooking and you all ate together happily, just like a family. By the time you had to go, they begged you to stay.

“You’re always welcome here, (Y/N)!” cried Hiyori dramatically.

“If you ever just want to sleep over, just ask!” said Rinne. “Just don’t perform inappropriate activities with Kana—”

“Do not finish that sentence, Rinne-senpai.”

You and Kanata smiled at their childish antics. He kissed you goodnight as he held you in his arms.

“Goodnight, angelfish,” he said softly.

“Goodnight, my love.”

He watched you walk down the corridor as you waved him goodbye. Your dorm was on the second floor of the building, so you didn’t need him to walk you back.

“Well then,” started Rinne. “Time to go to sleep, Kanacchi.”

Kanata nodded, “Right!”

And when he went to sleep, all his dreams were about you.

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[art-that-fucks-you-up-tournament]

You haven’t posted in a few days, is everything okay?

first of all, i want to thank you so much for the concern!!! i think we… forgot to post about this? that’s probably my fault because i think i meant to and then Got Busy.

but we are all doing well!! we decided to take a one week break and wait for the round one polls to finish up before posting round two. additionally, one of our mods left the team due to scheduling conflicts, so we wanted to give mod m some time to finish up the graphics.

on that topic—i’d like to give a massive thank you to mod m for helping run this event so far!!! she’s the one who’s been doing the graphics, as well as creating the draft polls for us to edit onto. she also wrote a vast majority of the bios, and helped put in the initial process of cataloging the submitted pieces.

your regularly scheduled polls should be returning very soon! we’ve just unfortunately gotten busy :(

#art that fucks you up tournament #questions and answers #mod cal

[wings-of-ink]

First Devlog?

Hello everyone...boy, there are a lot of you already, still trying to digest that...

So, I gather that I should do these logs on occasion. I do not know how often, perhaps just when I have a few things to say. I will try not to ramble too much, but my fingies like to talk.

Anyway, I am working on chapter 3 right now. There’s some fun moments so far in it that I hope you’ll like, and we’ll get to meet Zahn, Duri'naan, and then Rundis. I’m trying not to rush because there are some exciting scenes that I’m eager to get to. I’ve outlined them to tide myself over until I get that far. There’s some quiet moments you’ll get to have as well, and right now I feel like that’s what I’m struggling with. Those areas of my story are like bridges to the next, more exciting, parts and sometimes I feel like they fall a little flat. But, I’m trying to keep in mind this is my first draft. I’ll go through it another time or two to perk things up. Those moments are still important for letting the MC get to know each RO.

My mind has been in a million directions lately too, and I’ve had a lot of ‘duh’ moments. I’ve done so much world building since I started this last year (around August/September I think), that I have pockets of important details that I kinda just forgot! So, I plan to re-read all the notes I’ve made and try to also put them into one place. I have some in my phone, in a notebook, and in no less than three folders on my laptop. It’s a wonder I have survived this many years…

What you can expect for coming updates…

-A couple fixes, of course – thank you to those who found some of those pesky buggy bois for me.

-A nicer front page, instead of being slapped with my ramblings, I’d like to actually have a nice start page. I’ll figure it out eventually, lol.

-I’ll be adding a name bank to the MC’s Nameday scene that will also show you what each name means, so if that is important to you, it’ll save you the internet search. If it tickles your fancy, the name selection will correspond in some way to the marks (names meaning "night" or "storm," etc.) so you can theme your MC a bit.

-Extra coding in case you decide to shorten MC’s given name to just “Ravi.” I did not once consider that anyone would do this, and my first play-tester – my own spouse – did….He told me about it since it made some dialog with Oswin make zero sense, and then I published the story without fixing it because I completely forgot about it.

-Different contrast color for dark mode links. I feel like I have drastically improved this with a new gold color. In retrospect, I don’t know why I didn’t use the gold before. I love it as an accent, I use it all over! The blue never felt 100% right, but my brain shut down after thinking about it too long. Here’s a sample and a (M) Zahn tease:

When can you expect an update?

I’d like to make my next update during the Amare Games Festival, ideally containing both chapters 3 and 4 since they go pretty tightly together. This will also insure that you meet the rest of the posse. It’s a tall order for both chapters to be submitted on time, and I don’t want to rush them either, but I’m going to try really really hard, lol. I will focus first on polishing chapter 3, so that no matter what, I can at least get it out in time.

Here’s a link to the post about it:

And this is the submission time frame: open from March 31st 2024 at 11:00 PM to May 1st 2024 at 12:00 AM

As a side message, should you want to read on…

I also wanted to give you all a big, like really big, heartfelt thank you. I have received so many kind messages and comments that I just can’t believe it. I am so happy (and honestly, genuinely shocked) that you’re enjoying my IF, and I’m motivated to work hard so you also enjoy each new chapter of your journey. There’s so many secrets I want to share with you about the world, and I am struggling to be patient myself, lol.

I am not usually a very open or social person, and I was scared for a long time to share anything I wrote. I reached a point in my personal life in the last few years where I just needed to embrace what I loved to do and share it with a community that shares in that love. I encourage you to do the same whether there is a story in your heart, music on your lips, or a paintbrush in your hands. Life is NOT about your 8-5. We may not be able to survive without it, but whatever moment you can, do what you actually love. Put away the those things that don’t matter, the things that stress you - including people, and make time for who you are.

Thank you all and take care!

~Lunan

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[froggibus]

Just in Case - Satoru Gojo

Pairing: Satoru Gojo x reader

Genre: fluff!

Word Count: 600

Summary: you’ve watched one too many horror movies and can’t shake the feeling someone is watching you

CW: horror movies, paranoia, fear, Gojo being serious for .2seconds

in honour of Gojo’s birthday I am posting this draft I wrote while home alone and watching horror movies!! happy birthday king <3

————

December 21st, the winter solstice. The darkest night of the year. 

It was barely past 9pm. Soft snow was falling just outside of the window next to your couch. You pulled the throw blanket closer to you and focused on the end credits of the horror movie you’d just finished. 

In true Christmas spirit, of course you had to marathon the Black Christmas movies. It was fine when it was broad daylight, but now that it was pitch black outside and the wind was howling, things started to feel off. 

There were freaking noises coming from the balcony of your apartment. You could swear you heard loud thumps coming from your bedroom. 

It didn’t feel like normal horror movie paranoia, though. You swore you could feel eyes on you, watching you from the dark corners. 

I’m a sorcerer, you thought to yourself. If there were cursed spirits here, I’d see them. 

You clenched and unclenched your hands before putting on the next movie. Upwards and onwards, you thought. 

Except not even five minutes into the movie, your phone rang. The shrill sounds of your ringtone making you flinch. 

You picked up the phone without looking at who was calling. “Hello?”

“Y/n!” Your boyfriend’s voice called from the other end. 

“What’s up, Toru?”

“Just callin’ and checkin’ in on you,” he sounded excited, “figured you’d miss me.”

“Oh, shut up!” You laughed. 

It was silent for a minute. Then, a jump scare on the tv. You let out a bit of a scream, and checked over your shoulder again. You could have sworn there was someone watching you. 

You were so caught up in your fear that you almost forgot you were on the phone with Gojo until you heard him yelling for you on the other end. 

“Y/n? Are you okay? What’s going on?”

“Y-yeah. I’m just—I feel like there’s someone watching me…”

All the playfulness in his voice died out. “Where are you?” 

“I’m at my apartment.”

“I’ll be right there, okay?”

“Okay.” A sense of relief washed over you. 

He ended the call, and without him on the other end to distract you, you could hear the noises again. 

There was definitely someone watching you. And you were not prepared to deal with something other than a cursed spirit. 

There was a knock at the door and you practically sprinted towards it, leaping into the arms of your boyfriend. You let a few tears fall at the relief. 

“Hey, hey, it’s okay,” he picked you up and held you in his arms. 

You cried out into his shoulder, clutching at him desperately. 

“Nothing’s gonna happen, okay? We’re gonna take a look around together.”

You nodded but still desperately clutched for his hand when he let you go. He laughed a little but reciprocated the action, tugging you so that you were slightly behind him. 

The two of you entered your apartment, Gojo casing it room by room, looking for anything that could possibly hurt you. When you got through the entire thing with still no sign of anyone, you felt no better. 

Gojo grabbed your other hand and kneeled down so his eyes were level with yours. “Do you want me to stay the night? Just in case?”

You shook your head yes and he leaned in to kiss you. You wrapped both arms around him tightly, finally feeling safe with him right there.

#jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujustu kaisen #jjk anime #jjk #jjk x you #jjk x reader #gojo x reader #gojo x you #gojo satoru

[meenatranslates]

[SSR] Tsuzuru | Everyone from the Minagi Family

I worked on this for quite a while and when I decided to post after it was done, I kept it in drafts because I realised a bit too late that someone already translated this :) Though, it's such a waste to discard the efforts I put in, so I'll post this as a practice.

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Midnight Crunch Time - Part 1

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*Director's default name as Izumi

―Hallway (Night)―

Izumi: Let’s see, what are the plans for today...

Hm? Did something just fell?

(This is... a photo of Minagi family? That means this belongs to Tsuzuru-kun.)

(I wonder if he’s in his room... Huh?)

―Balcony―

Tsuzuru: ......

Izumi: (Seems like he’s in the middle of doing his work. He’s so focused... Is it alright if I call him out?)

(I guess it’s fine since it’s just a photo.)

Hello, Tsuzuru-kun.

Tsuzuru: Oh, Director. What’s up?

Izumi: Sorry if I bother you. This photo is yours, right?

Tsuzuru: Hm? ...Ah! Yeah, that’s mine!

Izumi: I found it over there just now.

Tsuzuru: Argh, my bad. I didn’t even realize it fell.

Thank you, Director.

Izumi: That’s a nice photo you got there.

Tsuzuru: Kaoru came to my part-time work today. I got it from him then.

He also told me to send his regards to you.

Izumi: I’m glad to know he’s doing well.

Oh, how are Tadoru-san and Meguru-san doing?

Tsuzuru: They’ll be back from overseas at the end of this month. I’m planning on going home too.

Though, I doubt I’d be able to...

Izumi: Why’s that?

Tsuzuru: Truth is...

*flashback*

―Veludo Way (Night)―

Tsuzuru: Thanks, Kaoru.

Kaoru: Sorry for coming in out of the blue.

Tsuzuru: Well, I really didn’t expect for you to come.

Kaoru: I just happen to pass by chance, and I wanted to see you working.

Please send my regards to Director-san too.

Tsuzuru: Got it.

Kaoru: Oh right, I’ve been meaning to hand this to you.

Tsuzuru: ?

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Midnight Crunch Time - Part 2

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Kaoru: I printed out the photo that we took when you were back at home before.

Tsuzuru: Wow... We’ve been taking photos with phone lately and leaving them as they are, but it’s kinda nice to have a printed photo like this.

Kaoru: Right?

I guess the next time you come home is when Tadoru-oniichan comes home at the end of this month.

Tsuzuru: Right... I said something like that, didn’t I.

Kaoru: Meguru-oniichan said that he’ll show up at home then too.

Tsuzuru: End of the month, huh... The deadline for my assignments and my part-time work might overlap then...

Kaoru: That sounds tough. Don’t push yourself if you’re busy.

Tsuzuru: Yeah. Still, I wanna see you guys, so I’ll try to finish them as soon as I can.

Kaoru: Tadoru-oniichan and Meguru-oniichan wasn’t included in the photo from last time, so I hope we can get a photo with all of us together next time.

Tsuzuru: I hope so.

*flashback ends*

...And that’s why I might not have the time to go home.

Even so, I’ll do everything I can to show up, so I’m starting with what I can do for now.

Izumi: I see.

🌸CHOICE 1: Don’t push yourself too hard

Izumi: Don’t push yourself until you pass out like when you’re writing your script.

You’re too focused when you concentrate that you forgot to eat and sleep.

Tsuzuru: ...I’ll be fine. It’ll be all for nothing if I pass out.

Besides, writing script is something that I like to do, aside from the report.

🌸CHOICE 2: You’re very family oriented

Izumi: I see you’re very family oriented.

Tsuzuru: Hm, there were times I wanted to be alone when I’m at home, but...

I figured that living apart like this makes me miss them.

Izumi: Your house is very lively after all.

Tsuzuru: Well, the dorm isn’t that much different. They both are precious places to me.

I’ll keep writing more good stories as the playwright for MANKAI Company.

Izumi: Fufu, I’m looking forward to it.

―Dining Room (Night)―

Izumi: Our dinner tonight is Massaman Curry!

Chikage: The scent of the cardamom and coriander is nice.

Izumi: I got my hands on some good spices, so I tried using them.

Citron: Oriental aroma is wafting through the air~. It stimulates my appetite!

Masumi: Your curry is the best in the world...

Sakuya: What kind of curry is it?

Izumi: It’s a curry of chicken, potatoes, onions, and peanuts simmered in spices and coconut milk.

Sakuya: It's quite unique to have peanuts included! I’m excited to know what it tastes like.

Izumi: I made a lot, so you can have seconds!

Masumi: I’ll eat the whole pot until there’s nothing left...

Izumi: You don’t need to eat the pot too.

Chikage: The spices work well, and the ingredients are simmered soft and tender.

Itaru: You sound like a nagging food critic.

Chikage: The "nagging" part was unneeded.

Sakuya: It’s very delicious, Director!

Citron: It feels like I’m traveling in a foreign country~!

Izumi: Fufu, I’m glad you like it.

Tsuzuru: *yawns*

Citron: What a big yawn!

Izumi: Not enough sleep?

Itaru: Were you grinding for a game event all-night too?

Tsuzuru: I’m not the same as you. I’ve told you before that I’m trying to finish my report.

Chikage: College report?

Tsuzuru: Yes. Though, it’s not going smoothly because there’s a lot that I need to research...

Masumi: He stayed up late last night too.

Izumi: Really?

Sakuya: Are you okay, Tsuzuru-kun?

Tsuzuru: Well, I’ve got a lot of part-time work, so there’s not that much progress...

I need to concentrate on finishing it soon, or else I won’t be able to go home... I’ll get it done somehow.

Thank you for the food. I’m gonna head back to my room.

Izumi: I hope he’s not working too hard...

Sakuya: He looked really tired too.

Chikage: He’s a workaholic after all.

Citron: We’ll ‘curse’ him if he passes out! [1]

Izumi: ‘Nurse’, you mean.

Itaru: He’d get instant death if you do that with the way he is right now.

Sakuya: I hope his assignment goes well...

Izumi: I hope so too...

Masumi: ......

=====NOTES=====

[1] Original:

❌カンチョー / kanchō - The act of putting your fingers together in a pointy position and sticking them up somebody else's butt.

✅介抱 / kaihou - nurse / taking care of

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Midnight Crunch Time - Part 3

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―Room 102 (Night)―

Masumi: *zzz...*

Tsuzuru: *yawns*

...It’s never-ending.

(My shoulders are stiff, and my eyes hurt too...)

I’m so tired... Oh, it’s already that late?

*yawns*

(...Guess I’ll take a nap.)

*snores*

Masumi: ......

Tsuzuru: Mm...

(Shoot, I overslept...)

Hm? A blanket...?

(There’s even a jelly drink...)

(I doubt anyone would come into the room in the middle of the night like this.)

(So that means...)

Masumi: *zzz...*

Tsuzuru: ...Thanks, Masumi.

Alright, let’s wrap this up with one final push.

ーHallway (Day)ー

Izumi: Oh, Tsuzuru-kun. Good morning.

Tsuzuru: Good morning.

Izumi: How’s your assignment going?

Tsuzuru: I think I’ll make it in time.

Izumi: That’s great. Sounds like you can finally go home now.

Tsuzuru: Yeah, I’m also glad that I can adjust my part-time shifts.

And here, look... I got this from Masumi.

Izumi: A jelly drink...? He brought you a refreshment?

Tsuzuru: Seems like it. It was on my desk while I was napping.

Izumi: The way he didn’t give it to you in person is very Masumi-like.

Tsuzuru: Right?

I never thought that Masumi, who used to argue with me a lot when I first joined the troupe, would come to support me like this.

Izumi: ...You’re right. Both of you have such a great relationship.

Tsuzuru: Well, he's like a cute little brother now, just like Sakuya.

Masumi: ...You’re too close with Director, Tsuzuru.

Tsuzuru: Oh, Masumi.

Izumi: Good morning, Masumi-kun.

Masumi: Good morning. You’re very cute today too.

Izumi: Ahaha... You sure are lively too.

Tsuzuru: Hey, Masumi.

Masumi: ...What?

Tsuzuru: You’re the one who left this for me, right?

I finished my report without a hitch thanks to it.

Masumi: ...Director was worried, so.

Tsuzuru: Thanks.

Masumi: So annoying. I want headpats from Director herself, not you.

Tsuzuru: Yeah, yeah.

Masumi: ...I told you to stop it. I’m not a dog.

Tsuzuru: Come on, isn’t it fine?

Masumi: No, it’s not.

Izumi: (It’s so heart-warming to see that both of them are like real brothers.)

Story Clear!

#a3! #a3! translation #meenatranslates #minagi tsuzuru #tsuzuru minagi

[fumifooms]

do you have any character analysis posts you're working on? i'm currently mulling Daya/Dia over in my head right now. In general, I'm thinking a lot about Kabru's team because they don't show up much in the manga and won't be in the show much longer as noticeable players, but have quite a bit of outside-the-manga content to comb through. Personally, I like the idea of Rin and Dia becoming friends with Marcille post-canon, but I want to know them better first. I know Rin pretty well already. 1/2

(for example, Rin/Dia/Marcille seem to like clothes, and i want to draw them clothes shopping.) And I ask this not to put all the work on you! I want to discuss these characters with somebody, and you're one of the only ones I can think of who enjoys doing in-depth dives into the side characters of Dungeon Meshi. You, summerboletes, shisurus, and ambrosiagourmet are some other blogs i can think of that made great meta posts. You can reply to this privately if you want! 2/2 (think about it. daya has a boyfriend and marries him post-canon. marcille loves romance and loves clothes. it'd be adorable if she helped daya find a wedding dress. like kabru introduces them and dia (god i'm so used to writing 'daya') mentions her wedding and marcille immediately pounces on her with eyes sparkling in excitement. i plan to write this fic one day)

This idea is so cute! I’ll also check out those other blogs you mentioned when I have the time to hehe~ I do latch onto minor characters easily but it doesn’t mean I have much to say about everyone. Dia (agreed btw, the situation with Daya vs Dia is confusing)… I do like her, but I feel like her Adventurer’s Bible profile sums it all up quite nicely and straightforwardly honestly. You’re right though her reaction to the treasure bugs was so cute and honestly surprising considering her appearance and demeanor, she does like pretty things and jewelry I could def see her going shopping. More content of her would definitely be fun, I’d read your fic!! I do love imagining how everyone’s relationships are like in Kabru’s party, the intricacies of it… I haven’t mulled it over enough though. I’ve been thinking of Mickbell more because of recent posts though, also Rin… If you’d like, the dunmeshi discord I’m in would be a good place to brainstorm about it I think! Hmu for an invite if you want

Summing up the posts I’m working on was long so here’s a cut out of mercy

I have 78 drafts on tumblr currently oh boy… The thing about my process is that I ramble easily but then I need to compile panels to illustrate the points and that’s real tedious… Character analysis wise - I’m most hyped about a Falin one on the topic of if she’s a people pleaser, how much does she care, what’s her way of thinking etc etc, also her differences with Laios because I hate seeing people seriously say they’re the same person. - Also a Cithis one that I just need to streamline at this point. I want to analyze her demeanor, poke at her psychology and analyze her relationships, she’s fascinating. - Oh I’m so stupid I almost forgot to mention the one I’ve been working on currently about Thistle, the age shenanigans but in an in-world way where yes it’s wonky and it means something. He hauntssss me I have so many thoughts on Thistle & Falin lately. Like, offtopic for the analysis but… Falin loves nature and Thistle is named after a flower… Imagine her post-canon coming across wild thistles and feeling a rush of fondness and she doesn’t know why… Thistles have thorns but they taste sweet… Peel of his thorns and eat him pls.

I have more Chilchuck & family thoughts coming, and more Toshiro & family, but these will have more of a casual brainstorm & speculating tone to them, I also just need to streamline these… Like I am obsessed about Toshiyuki and Chilchuck’s alcoholism I’m sorry

Beyond those the topics of the character analysis become more specific, like - How much social awareness does Laios have? Not none, not a lot, but the specifics can be blurry in ways I think are interesting, he was sensitive to people’s judgements in his hometown after all, and he does worry about others’ perception of him… He does know that buzzcut guy was taking advantage of him, etc etc. - There’s an extensive one I want to make on how the winged lion reflects abusive relationships, like how he targets all his ‘meals’'s specific weaknesses and draws out the worst in each of them. A lot of Dunmeshi is about unity and overcoming prejudices & differences & flaws and forming deep and long-lasting bonds despite it all, and amongst all of it it’s like… How flawed relationships with flawed people can still be made into somehing good and healthy that make the world brighter… Except the winged lion there to represent abusive relationships which you need to fucking DITCH, lol. - And on the topic of Dunmeshi & relationships I want to talk about it and queerness, especially in the queerplatonic sense of blurring lines, and Izutsumi + Laios’ relationship to touch should feature in those.

And my crown jewel but I’m soooo hyped about the Marcille & Chilchuck’s arcs one I’m working on it’s gonna go over so much stuff I’m obsessed about, like the importance of books in Marcille’s life, what the succubi reveal about the characters in what ways, the theme that’s so prevalent in Dunmeshi of idealization, Marcille’s imagery as a dungeon lord, a shepherd a general a princess a monster a damsel a woman in mourning…

But that’s enough for heavy ones, side characters wise: doing quick posts like for the gold-stripper characters has been great, but those usually come to me on the same day that I post them. I might make some analysis posts on say Mickbell or Holm or Otta, but I don’t have the thread I want to follow yet. Flamela’s been on my brain so much too…

Mostly though there’s just a lot that I wouldn’t write analysis for, but that I’d love to explore in fanfics! For example, the hienbeni I want to write the most rn is about the surges of anger that Benichidori gets, impulsive and stressed out. I haven’t made a post on my Izutsumi & Benichidori brotp and all the interesting parallels I think I have, but I’ve written a fic on it! Same about Chilchuck’s daughters and their relationship with his alcoholism, etc. I explored the guilt and confliction he may feel about his wife in my fic Enough as well, etc etc. You can see my fics here! For Kabru’s party lately mickrin has been having a chokehold on my brain, I’d love love love to explore Rin’s and Mickbell’s characters and issues through fics for them. As I think you might have figured, I love to explore characters through the lenses of relationships they have with others (Cithis & Mithrun and Pattadol, Thistle and Falin, etc), and that’s why for example I love to make posts that pitch ship ideas, I think specific dynamics can really have a lot to say about either characters. Oh another one’s toshimari, I want to make a fic about them and their feelings of being foreigners and not being able to integrate well to The Island, through the plot of them going to a restaurant as coworkers and the food they eat there~

These are only the ones I have at the top of my head though………. Someone help me Hopefully this post wasn’t boring lol, but yeah those are my wips rn. Need to make posts on toshimari, kabushuro, cithaios, cittadela and ships like that I think have interesting potential too. Many of these I’ve mentioned here I’ve had in my drafts for like 6 months btw gdvd 😭

#Fumi updates #Rinsha fana #marcille donato #diamond of sadena #Ask #wips #I like to have a ‘narrative’ of sorts when doing analysis posts so things feel like they have an aim #which is why finding an angle or focusing on specific scenes or a dynamic is important #Like i might make a dia x holm post that details what i think their personality traits and life experiences are and how i think that could #explore their characters in interesting or fun ways but a dia or holm analysis on their own eh idk. I do think Holm’s more cryptic though #What do his spirits mean to him? How does his religion affect him? He freezes up when there’s too much going on… I love you #I’m just rambling now though save me

[hauntinggroundfan]

I’ve been holding onto a draft since late 2021 (nearly 2 years!!) as I’m putting together a list of Haunting Ground facts. I want to crowdsource facts from you guys so I can post it someday! Feel free to write it in your tags/comment/whatever. Credit where credit’s due of course.

Some examples of what I’ve jotted down:

You have three tries to solve the colored hallway puzzle before Lorenzo appears. If you take too long/enter a wrong door, Lorenzo exclaims: “Looks like you’ve gotten yourself lost, child.” Repeat your mistake and he says “I’m coming for you, Fiona.” and spawns in the next hallway.

Two cutscenes will cause Fiona to panic if Hewie isn’t nearby - 'Bite Attack C' and 'Just Desserts'. This is not a coincidence but a game mechanic as Fiona calms down when Hewie is by her side.

The grandfather clock/save point used to have a different design as seen in a promotional screencap.

This design can actually be seen in the cutscene 'The Hidden Camera'. The screenshot of the old clock dates back to October 2004 when the game was still in development. The developers forgot to swap the design with the finished model in the final game.

Now that I have access to my YouTube channel again (YouTube) I did consider turning the list into a video instead which makes for those entertaining “101 facts about” videos. Would you prefer that or a Tumblr post? (or both)

While it’s currently in the works I’d love to expand upon the list. Care to help? ^^

#Haunting Ground #デメント

[in-my-shifting-era]

A Knight in a Leather Jacket Pt2

Eddie Munson Fluff

Part 1 here

Summary: Your brother Steve finds you at Eddie Munsons trailer after he gave you a ride and saved you from the rain.

Warnings: Possibly some spelling and grammar errors. (Your girl is dyslexic so I apologize)

Authors note: I apologize that I haven’t posted anything lately. I’ve felt a bit discouraged to post on here. I’m posting this from my drafts for the person who asked for a part 2.

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“He sounds a little grumpy don’t you think.” You look back up at Eddie who laughs loudly covering his mouth and points at the door. “You’re brother is here looking for you let’s be serious.” You roll your eye playfully and call out loudly to your worried brother at the door. “You forgot about me Steve and Eddie so kindly offered me a ride home.”

Steve quickly made his way into the Munson trailer not caring to know if he welcome to come in. He looked at Eddie giving him a thankful smile. “Thanks for being the one to pick her up man. We’ll be out if your way now.” He looks your way and stops his motion when he sees you in one of Eddie’s shirts.

“Why are you in nothing but one of Eddie’s shirts? You sigh lightly sensing Steves protective brother side showing and walks towards the dryer your clothes are in. “My clothes are drying and I’m not in nothing but a shirt. I have some boxers on.” You lift the shirt up enough to show the boxers underneath.

You see Eddie chuckle lightly as Steve walks over to you and swats your hand holding up your shirt back down. “Okay I get it. Get your clothes and we’ll return Eddie’s tomorrow.” You roll your eyes annoyed and grab your still damp clothes from the dryer. “Thank you again Eddie for being my knight in leather today.”

You smile sweetly towards Eddie who actually blushes lightly. “I’ll always be at your service m’lady.” He gives you a dramatic bow and looks at Steve once he’s stood. “Why did you forget about my fair lady?” Steve looks from Eddie to you and looks down almost looking embarrassed. “Uh I saw a cute girl broken down on the side of the road and helped her fix a flat.”

Rolling your eyes as you look at your brother. “You left me to walk home in the rain the save some cute girl? I hope you at least got her number or something.” Eddie laughs lightly at this only making Steve huff annoyed. “You know what I did get her number.” Steve has a slight blush to his cheek as he speaks. “Can we head home now? It’s my turn to make dinner and the soup has been on all afternoon.”

With a still annoyed look you hand Steve your damp clothes and walk to the door, stopping for a moment to put on your shoes. “You sound like a mother of five when you talk like that. Your soup will be fine.” You hear Eddie laugh at this, earning an annoying glare towards the both of you from Steve.

Quickly waving off the mean look you turn to Eddie and offer him a sweet smile. “Thank you again Eddie. I really owe you for saving me from the rain.” The metal head offers you a soft smile back. “It’s really no problem. Maybe we could hangout again. Without being interrupted by Steve this time.”

A small blush keeps onto you face at the offer. You recover quickly once seeing Steve about to butt in. “I’d really like that. I’ll call you. With the number I already have.” Eddie smiles widely at this. “I’d like that. I’ll be awaiting your call m’lady.” All you can offer back is a quick goodbye and a wave as Steve ushers you out of the Munson trailer his protective brother mode in full swing again.

#stranger things #stranger things imagine #eddie munson #eddie munson imagine #fluff imagine #eddie fluff #eddie x fem!reader #eddie x reader #steve stranger things #steve harrington

[thegreencanary]

The Wrong One

Based on this request!

Summary: The gang goes out to a party and Billy has to stay behind with the kiddos. Until he gets a call.

Paring: Billy Hargrove x Female Reader

TW: Fighting, Cursing, Breaking the Law, Light sexy times (no full smut), Smoking. MINORS DNI. I’LL GET HOPPER ON YOUR BUTT.

A/N: this is my original work. I give NO ONE permission to copy it or post it somewhere else claiming as their own.

P.S: I was almost done and forgot to save the draft so now I have to START OVER 😭😭😭

7:45pm

Leather pants, Judas Priest T-shirt, and red heels; you felt good. Nancy, Vickie and Robin were in the kitchen pre-gaming, Jonathan and Eddie were in his van smoking and Steve was probably still screwing around with his look in the mirror. You managed to steal away to the room with the phone and made a call.

“Are you sure you don’t want to come tonight? I’m pretty sure El and Max can take care of that whole group…”

Billy had to play babysitter tonight, it was his turn; but you didn’t like going to parties without him. He was your safety net, it didn’t help that you’d been in love with him for years.

“I know they can, but Neil isn’t gonna be happy if I leave Max with kids her age…you know—“

“No I understand. We’re both babysitting tonight.”

Billy’s deep, sweet laugh made you smile and play with the phone cord. God you were in deep.

“Yeah I’d take the brats over drunk Wheeler any day. Plus you’ve got Princess Steve and I’m assuming Jonathan is getting high with Eddie.”

“Yes, yes and yes. BUT Nancy and Jonathan will be in a room before midnight screwing each others brains out. Eddie and his new boo thang will probably be the first to leave the party and Robin, Vickie, Steve and I have fun together.”

There was a pause on the other side of the line.

“You and Steve are going to be hunting tonight. I swear to God if you get drunk and hook up with Harrington I’ll never let you forget about it.”

“Oh come on Billy. Not in a million years. He’s like my brother! If anything I’ll be wingmaning him tonight and flying solo like always. ”

The pause was even longer this time. It felt heavy, a little awkward. You always stayed single because no one matched up to Billy in your mind.

“Well…make sure you have my number on you. If shit goes south call me. Or make it easy for someone else to call me so I can come help.”

“You got it. Hopefully you won’t have to ruin your night to come save us dumb drunks.”

“You’re cute when you’re drunk. MAX WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU— I gotta go, Max just started my car I’m gonna kill her.”

You chuckled as he hung up. A bright red blush painting your face as he called you cute.

“Y/N!!!!!! Come onnnnn we’re leaving!!”

Nancy was already drunk. This was going to be a long night.

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11:55pm

Eddie and his partner left. Nancy and Jonathan were nowhere to be seen and you laughed to yourself. You really should start placing bets on these things. You’d found a couch to sit on while the party raged around you. Vickie and Robin were secluded in a corner, away from all the dumb drunk idiots. You sipped your beer, not really feeling up to partying much longer, when two guys sat on either side. Immediately you tense up and looked for a safety net. You could see Robin, that was good.

“What do you think is better? A guy who plays sports or a guy who has a nice car?”

The one leaned in, a little too close, and asked. He smelled of vodka. The other put his arm around you over the couch.

“Well…my boyfriend drives a Camaro and plays basketball so…I won’t accept anything less than both.”

“I could beat your boyfriends ass in basketball.”

“And I could beat his car on the road.”

You smirked.

“But it would take two of you to beat one of him.”

God you were uncomfortable. You wished Billy was there, and you wished you wouldn’t have to lie about him being your boyfriend. The one who was trying to prove he had a nice car touched your thigh and you stood up quickly.

“Goodbye boys.”

“Wait! Hold on hot stuff. What’s your name at least?”

You shuddered. Hot stuff. Gross.

“Sixx. My friends call me Sixx.”

It was a fake name that was always the sign of a red flag. Everyone had their own, you picked Sixx because of Nikki Sixx.

You walked towards the emptier part of the house where Vickie and Robin were in conversation. You slipped into the conversation with ease and both girls could tell you were uncomfortable. Without even mentioning it, the two of them covered you and that helped lot.

What you didn’t realize is the other one reached in your pocket and took your keys when the loud one touched your leg. Billy’s number was on your keys.

Ring…ring….ring…..ri-

“Whoever this is you better have a good fucking reason for calling me right now.”

“Your girlfriend is gonna get her ass beat on the front lawn and there is nothing you can do about it. Sixx is our whore now. You little bitch.”

They hung up, high fived each other and went back to the party. The one stuck your keys in his pocket. They were going to see you again.

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12:13am

Steve was MIA which you were kind of proud of, while you Vickie and Robin were starting to have a really good time. The commotion at the door grabbed everyone’s attention though.

“Where is she???”

That voice sounded really familiar. You tried to peak over the crowd but it wasn’t hard to spot him. Billy stormed through the party, sweat dripping down his chest, the golden hair placed perfectly around his face.

“Billy?”

You called out and his head snapped in your direction. The audible signs and groans of disappointment from all the other girls at the party were drowned out when he wrapped you tightly in his body.

“Well hello to you too?”

You muffled into his chest. His hug was desperate, not too far off from the one he gave you after you saved his ass at the mall. After about a minute and a half he finally let you go, worry ghosted over his face but it was being relieved as he looked you up and down.

“You’re okay?”

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?”

Billy closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

“I’ll tell you in a later. Where is everyone?”

The party just continued as if Billy’s dramatic entrance didn’t happen. A few people came around and said hi to him but he just ignored them as the two of you talked.

“Robin and Vickie are right over there and…”

You hesitated as you felt Billy hug you from behind as you pointed to Robin and Vickie. He was being very touchy. Not that it bothered you but it was a little out of character for him.

“…and Steve is missing in action it I’m sure he’s getting his own.”

Billy

You were answering his question but he couldn’t focus much. The way the leather pants hugged your curves, and your shirt didn’t even show cleavage but he couldn’t stop thinking about your tits under it. Billy had wanted you for a long time, but you were more than just another fuck. He wanted to do it the right way with you. Tonight didn’t help, you smell like alcohol and roses and your outfit looked so good on you.

“No action for you tonight?”

Billy asked in response to you making the comment about Steve. The blonde didn’t want to overtly cock block you..just secretly.

“Oh no haha. I just came for the drinks. The music sucks too.”

He watched you wrap your lips around the red solo cup rim. God you were so fucking beautiful. But someone had threatened you. He had to find out who.

“I’ll be back in a minute. I’m gonna find someone really quick. Be back before you can finish that beer babe.”

Billy winked at you and walked off. He loved the shade of red you got when he used pet names on you. Now he was going through the crowds, looking for anyone who was specifically avoiding him. Billy made the dramatic entrance for two reasons.

1. So you knew he was there, and you’d find him immediately. He had to make sure you weren’t harmed.

2. The fuckers who called him would see who they were messing with.

Billy scoped the whole floor, couldn’t find anything. He tracked downstairs where there was a pool game going on and two guys immediately turned around and tried to avoid him.

“Bingo.”

Billy made a b-line to them. His intention was to just talk to them; but when he saw your keys hanging from one of their pockets, his vision went dark.

You

“FIGHT!”

Someone came running up the stairs and you immediately knew it was Billy who got in the fight. How you knew, you didn’t know but you left Robin and Vickie and sprinted downstairs to see Billy beating the shit out of the two guys who were being extremely creepy with you earlier.

“Billy!”

He knocked out the one with a punch and grabbed the other in his hand.

“We’re these guys hitting on you earlier?”

“Billy it’s not worth it.”

“WERE THEY HITTING ON YOU. YES. OR. NO.”

“Yes! But I told them to fuck off!”

Billy hit the other one hard, knocking him against the pool table.

“You threaten me or my girlfriend again; you’re dead.”

You noticed something in his bloody hand. He walked over to you and firmly grabbed your arm; taking you upstairs. It was your keys. The Creeps must have grabbed them.

“Billy slow down!”

You had a lot of questions. What did he mean threaten again, how did he have your keys, did he know those boys? The girlfriend comment didn’t mean much. You figured he just said that to prove a point.

“Billy you’re hurting me!”

You whimpered as his and gripped your bicep hard enough to bruise. Immediately he let you go, remorse swimming in his anger filled eyes. You took his hand in yours and softly spoke.

“Let’s get out of here. Vickie can take my car home. She stopped drinking hours ago. You can take me home. Okay?”

Billy grunted in agreement, you gently took your keys and found Robin, Billy still latched to your free hand. She took your keys and handed them to Vickie, thanking the girls you headed out. He opened his passenger door for you.

“Billy?” You got in. He walked around and started the car. Billy took off in a true speedster fashion. After about 5 minutes he spoke.

“I got a phone call, some douche called you a whore. Said your name was Sixx. They threatened to kick your ass on the front lawn. I found your keys in one of their pockets. It’s how I knew it was them.”

“Mmmm. I see. Well, thanks for coming to my rescue. Sorry to ruin your night.”

“Shut up. You never ruin my night, I love seeing pretty women who need a big strong man to save them.”

He chuckled but you wiggled nervously in the seat.

“Why do you tease me like that so much? It’s not fair.”

Maybe it was the alcohol…definitely the alcohol, but you spoke up about how much he flirted. Billy pulled into your drive and Killed the engine.

“Oh I’m not teasing you. I think you’re gorgeous. I just know what you think about my reputation with women. That doesn’t mean I’m not going to flirt with you and try to win you over Anyways.”

“Why haven’t you said anything before?”

“Come on Y/N. Think about it…’Hey babe. Can I talk to you about my emotions and feelings and shit?’ Like I would ever do that.”

“But you can with me.”

“I know…it’s just…hard.”

“I understand.”

You gently placed your hand on top of his white knuckles that were gripping the steering wheel. He relaxed and you leaned in to kiss his cheek.

“Thanks for the ride hom-mmm!”

Billy’s hands were on either side of your face pulling you in for a deep kiss. He’d caught you mid sentence and began exploring your mouth with his tongue. Slowly his hands went from your cheeks to your waist as he pulled you to straddle him in the drivers seat. Your arms wrapped around his neck as you indulged the kiss. A soft moan escaped your mouth when Billy squeezed your ass. It made you both pause.

“Billy…I- I don’t want to rush-“

“No you’re right. I want to do this the right way. As much as I’d love to carry you inside and throw you on your bed, I want to prove to you I’m different now.”

His hips bucked into as he talked about throwing you on the bed and you gasped. A smile rippled through his face as yours became more red.

Placing a soft kiss on his lips you opened the door and got off of him.

“Call me tomorrow?”

“Nah. I’m gonna pick you up tomorrow. So I’ll see you then.”

You smiled biting your lip.

“Okay then. See you tomorrow.”

Billy smiled, winked and drove off.

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The end! I noticed I’m a sucker for mutual pining and friends to lovers stories 😂😂😂

Hope y’all liked it!! I’m slowly working through my requests! I have a lot of Billy so if y’all can ask for some Steve or Eddie I’d appreciate it ❤️❤️❤️

Like, comment, reblog!! Thank you! As always, kind constructive criticism is welcome!

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[fr3sh-tragedies]

Hug Me

[Attack On Titan] Modern! Touch-Starved! Annie Leonhart x Fem! Reader

Word Count: 1.7k

Proofread: Yes

Content Warnings: Brief mentions of slight bullying/toxic friendships

[A/N]: I had planned on adding much more to this, but I wanted to keep it relatively short so I can move on to the next character I plan to write for. I've got a masterlist in my drafts where I'm linking each post I've made for every character, but I don't plan on posting it until I've written for all of the characters I plan on writing for.

Enjoy!

Annie shuffled through her backpack for the spare key to [Y/N]’s house, cursing under her breath as she struggled. “Come on, dammit. I know I grabbed them on the way out.” Just as her finger grazed the key ring, the front door flew open to reveal [Y/N] standing there with a warm smile. “Annie, hey! Glad you could make it.” Annie raised an eyebrow and zipped her bag back up. “You sound like I’m showing up to a party of some kind.” [Y/N] chuckled and scratched the back of her neck. “Sorry, I’m just happy you’re actually here.” “I promised I’d come, didn’t I?” “Well, yeah, but…” She looked off to the side, her genuine smile becoming forced. Annie tilted her head. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, it’s not important. Uh…why don’t you come in?” The [h/c] girl stepped to the side, allowing Annie to walk past her into the den. The blonde gave her a confused--and concerned--glance as she headed inside. [Y/N] quickly locked the door and motioned for Annie to follow her upstairs to her bedroom. They trailed up the steps and into the girl’s room, where Annie often found herself staying when she felt upset or lonely. She dropped her bag down beside the door and took a seat in her usual spot against the headboard, far enough over that she could lean against the wall.

She watched [Y/N]’s movements, which seemed anxious as she searched the room for something to distract herself with. “[Y/N], if something is wrong, you can tell me. Who upset you? You know I’ll kick their ass for you, I just need a name.” A small chuckle passed the girl’s lips at Annie’s comment. The blonde felt more at ease now that she got her to smile. “It’s okay. Just had a few bad experiences with people in the past. It’s not happening anymore, it’s just painful to remember those times.” Annie nodded understandingly. She headed over to her bag and unzipped it. She dug through it for a moment, groaning as she failed to find what she was looking for. “No no no. Ugh, goddammit. I knew I was forgetting something.”

[Y/N] stepped over to peer inside the bag curiously. “What’d you forget?” Annie blushed and looked down, ashamed of what she was going to admit. “You know that stuffed lion I always have with me when I come here? The one I sleep with?” [Y/N] nodded. “I, uh…I forgot to grab it before I headed over.” “Oh.” The blonde sighed and put her bag down. “It wouldn’t be such a big deal if it was only a fidget toy. The problem is: I can’t fall asleep without it.” She never told anyone about this. She found it humiliating that she still had to cradle a stuffed animal at night just to sleep. She felt like a child.

“Oh, I know what you mean. I have the same problem–though I don’t really think it’s a bad thing. I don’t see why people find it so strange that others have comfort objects.” Annie looked up at her in surprise. “You…you sleep with something too?” [Y/N] nodded. “I don’t usually hold it when I have company over since I don’t know who will judge me and who won’t, but yeah. You can hold it tonight if you want to. I don’t mind.” Annie fidgeted with her hands, slowly nodding at length as she returned to her spot on the bed. [Y/N] headed over to the closet and picked something up from under a blanket. She turned to reveal a stuffed panda bear the size of a large pillow. She brought it over and handed it to the blonde with a smile.

“My great grandmother gave it to me before she passed. I didn’t know her very well since I was really young when she died, but it still brings me a lot of comfort.” Annie took it gently from her hands and examined it, her thumbs rubbing circles against the soft, soothing material it was made of. She slowly brought it to her lap and placed it down before cradling it against her chest. She sighed at the contact and blushed, trying to hide it with the head of the bear. “Thank you,” she whispered softly. [Y/N] smiled down at her and nodded before sitting down at the foot of the bed. “Of course.”

They sat there for a while in silence. Annie picked delicately at one of the ears that had been partially torn off, silently wondering what had happened. Probably from aging–[Y/N] had said that she had gotten it at a very young age. Surely it had been through some things during the girl’s early childhood. “So…why do you find comfort in holding things?” Annie’s eyes flickered up to see [Y/N] gazing back at her softly. She felt the heat rising to her cheeks again, spreading up to her ears. “O-Oh, well…I honestly didn’t start holding things at night until high school hit a couple of years ago.”

“Really? What caused it?” The blonde averted her gaze and stared down at the bear in her arms. “I just–um…I like to pretend it's the girl I like,” she admitted sheepishly. [Y/N]’s brows raised in surprise, a small smile toying on her lips. “Oh, that’s really sweet! Maybe someday you’ll get to hold her instead. I’m sure you will.” [Y/N] sounded as though she was being genuine, but there was something else behind her tone that Annie couldn’t quite figure out. “I hope so,” is all she said for a while. Finally, she glanced up. “What about you?” “Hm?” “Why do you find comfort in holding things?” [Y/N] smiled sadly and toyed with her fingers.

“Oh. Because I’m too worried about holding an actual person. I’m worried I’ll make them uncomfortable, or they’ll find me annoying, or–something like that. I don’t know. It just gets so lonely in my room. None of the people I call my “friends” ever stay more than a couple of hours, and that’s just because they’re always ranting to me and never listening to my own problems. I know they’re horrible people, but…I just want people to like me.”

Annie felt her heart aching at the girl’s words. How long had this been going on? Did [Y/N] talk to anyone about this at all? It seemed she truly was as lonely and touch-starved as herself.

“Oh, [Y/N], I had no idea.” [Y/N] chuckled and wiped her eyes before any tears could fall. “It’s alright. I just keep telling myself that someone will come along eventually–probably after high school, honestly. High school students are such bitches.” Annie smiled softly as the girl giggled at her own words. She turned to the blonde and pondered something for a moment. “Annie?” “Yes?” “Can I…can I hug you? Just for a little bit?” Annie’s eyebrows raised in surprise–the same way [Y/N]’s had done just moments ago. She cursed at herself mentally as she felt her face growing red once again. "I-I would..." She averted her gaze and cleared her throat. “I would like that. A lot.”

Within a moment, [Y/N] was across the bed and in front of Annie, tossing her arms over the blonde’s shoulders and pulling her close for one of those warm hugs that Annie had grown so obsessed with over the past few months. She gasped suddenly, her hands flying up to grip [Y/N]’s shoulders. She stayed there for a while, frozen in shock, before the [h/c] girl let out a choked sob. Out of pure instinct, Annie’s arms lowered themselves to move the stuffed bear to the side before pulling her even closer, letting her rest her head against her shoulder.

She felt herself tearing up, just then realizing that she wanted to be held by [Y/N] most of all, even if they weren’t together the way she dreamed. Just feeling her warmth and having the opportunity to take in her scent calmed her and made her happy. She closed her eyes, turning her head and burying her nose into the [h/c] girl’s neck. They stayed like that for a while, Annie gently swaying the two of them back and forth and rubbing her back in a soothing manner.

Although she hated to, [Y/N] did eventually lean back from the hug to wipe her eyes. She smiled tiredly at the blonde. “Sorry for getting so emotional. This year has been…really rough. You just–you’ve helped me through so much already, and I’ve wanted to hold you like that for so long.” Annie blushed, but didn’t mind it this time, a blissful smile painting her lips. “You don’t have to apologize. You’ve helped me through a lot too, believe me. I owe you so much. And I want you to know that hugging doesn’t feel like a chore to me–I really do enjoy getting to be so close to you.” They gazed at each other lovingly for a long moment, unable to hide their smiles. Finally, Annie looked down. “U-Um…so, I was thinking: maybe we could–and you don’t have to say yes–I just thought that maybe we could…”

She sighed after a second, growing embarrassed even further as [Y/N] giggled at her sudden inability to speak properly. “Just take your time. I’m not going to judge you for anything you ask,” she said softly as she rubbed Annie’s arms. “I was just wondering if we could maybe…c-cuddle? Like, while we sleep?” [Y/N] froze, though the blonde didn’t notice because she was still avoiding eye contact. After nearly a solid half-minute of no response, she glanced up through her eyelashes with pleading eyes. “Please…?” [Y/N] stared in shock for another long moment. Annie was about to apologize and tell her to forget about it, but the [h/c] girl suddenly smiled widely and nodded. “I would absolutely love that,” she finally said.

Annie felt her heart flutter. They stared at each other yet again, not sure what move to make to get comfortable and fall asleep. Finally, [Y/N] lied down on the pillow next to Annie, who then shifted down to lie beside her. Sheepishly, she scooted forward and placed her head on [Y/N]’s chest. [Y/N] smiled down warmly at her and wrapped her arms around the blonde to pull her closer. Annie could feel her heart racing–pounding against her ribs–but she didn’t feel ashamed this time because she could hear [Y/N]’s heart beating just as quickly.

She smiled, nuzzled closer, and closed her eyes with a small, soft sigh of content.

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[hummingbird-games]

Dev Diaries

June 15, 2023

Y’all it wasn’t (just) my asthma out to make me see the pearly gates...it was COVID ☠️ it zipped through everyone in my household, and unfortunately me and my mom got the full punch to the face. I was already pro-mask + pro-hygienic practices, but now I’m extra pro-mask complete with a death glare directed at all the uncalled for commentary from strangers.

Enough about being sick LOL, I’m making this because I want to talk about games, also sometimes I cope with humor.

Current WIPs

I know y’all sick of my shit (me too), but as far as I’m concerned, Crushed is coming out this summer!! Really!! I will make it happen even if I have to do a few updates post-release, so help me God. I want to move on to other things and I’m so antsy and pitiful looking at a nearly-done-but-not-quite-yet-project 😭

And I know Sundays and Tuesdays have been super light on content recently but I feel like I don’t have enough to share once or twice a week? (And the stuff I do have is too boring 🙂) I’ve been told to reblog older posts but as you see, the only thing I reblogged was the pinned one lol. (I promise to do better with consistency on HBG Project #3) 

(ALT text isn’t working for me right now, so below is the concept sketch for Ariel!! Obviously you see her on the key art buuuuut I originally planned to share this with y’all anyway!)

Ariel’s role...evolved during the production of this game, for lack of a better word. When I sought out to tell Corey’s story and decided against a kinetic novel experience, there were certain things I wanted to bring attention to (and certain decisions I wanted to leave in the player’s hands). This discussion will get dangerously close to spoiling the content of the endings SOOO we’ll put a pin in it!!

(The below image is a screenshot with Corey, Florence, and Jacob. The text reads “I kinda forgot she was standing there too...”)

This scene was written and coded with the rest of Corey’s friend group being off screen, but eventually I got sprites for Keegan and Oke. But I can’t help reimaging this scene with either of them and it makes me laugh so hard! That being said, I don’t imagine what you see in the demo will change in the final build buuuut who knows??

Randoms

I hinted waaay back when that I planned work on an HSDJY sequel this year. To my dismay, it’s still in the throwing spaghetti noodles at the wall stage. My ambitious ass lowkey hoped I’d have a finished draft for at least one of the routes by end of the year--because self-made deadlines 🎉, but I’m stuck in outline HELL!!!

That being said... it’s okay to work on other things, I am giving myself permission to work on other things, and I’ve been eyeing game jams. But the low stakes one where I won’t jeopardize my sanity. There’s Yuri Jam, which I participated in last year, and then there’s Once Upon A Time VN Jam WHICH LOOKS LIKE SO MUCH FUN???? 

I’ve been doing a lot of reading while recuperating (which probably means nothing because I’m always reading??? Unless I’m in a slump. Or playing viddy games. Dude. Don’t get me started on the pitfalls of being a game developer + bookish content creator. Time management?? We broke up) and the beginnings of an idea are starting to gel! I want to make another short project, and I’m curious if I can come up with something that fits the parameters of both jams. Fingers crossedl!!

Conclusion

I...don’t have anything else to add. 

But go check out the games and projects I’ve reblogged posts about recently!!

Some are fully released, some are out soon, some have Kickstarters, and/or some are WIPs!!!

(Oh, and I guess check out High School Daze: Junior Year to see my humble beginnings)

- Gemini ✌🏾

#gamedev #game development #updates and rambles #crushed vn #as of writing these tags #I am still sick lol home from work for the week and everything #long post #(no read more because I want y'all to SEE this Ramble City)

[theresa-of-liechtenstein]

art by em year in review!

Not the greatest year by far, but I made it to the end, so let's celebrate! For the third time ever, I present to you my reflections under the readmore (this year, linking back to where they were posted so if you want to see them in situ, you can!)

January: "the nearness of you"

started the year off strong with my favorite femslash pairing of women that never met in canon. this piece really rode the wave of progress i made in the latter half of 2021, when i made a custom brush for lineart in sketchbook and watched my quality go up in response. compared to this time a year previously, the color of my lineart looks way more natural than before. it's a solid piece of work and i still like it very much overall.

something i will say though is that at the time, i was really struggling with skin color, particularly on theresa: you could even see this in last year's retrospective, especially when put next to linda. however, instead of actually addressing the issue at its core i just slapped a warm overlay on top, which was the drawing equivalent of slapping a band-aid (plaster?) over a gash and hoping that would fix things. (spoiler alert: it didn't.)

February: "ain't shit"

in all my retrospectives, there’s at least one which i like the least. for this year’s, this one has to be it. i really adore the concept i was going for, which was f1!au bobsled. f1!au bobsled is kind of an exploration into the ship having a darker side, which i kind of thought was missing from the wider scale of interpretations. so putting them in a position that slightly equalized them gave me the ability to explore that darker side.

anyway, background aside, the concept was something i clearly visualized but didn’t quite get on paper the way i wanted to. this was a case where i should’ve realized that things like warm ups and preliminary drafts are really helpful for pieces that have a clear vision but have a large scale, like this one. otherwise this concept is still super appealing to me and i’d draw it again!

March/April: unposted, "the transcendent third"

this detail section is part of the mock cover i made for a webcomic that i never followed through with, which was supposed to fictionalize my time and misadventures in a lab i was taking for credit. i enjoyed this work as a study on foreshortening (though i can't show the whole foreshortening thing without showing off other details i don't want visible, so you'll just have to take my word for it.)

though the transcendent third never came to fruition, it directly inspired another work i was, in fact, able to complete later in the year. you can probably guess what that work was.

i was extremely busy this time of year, so i didn't draw much.

May: "reunion"

this one i honestly forgot about because i wasn’t a fan of it when i finished. again, i really could have benefited from warming up since i was so out of practice at the time! i suppose that’s the big takeaway from this year 😅

June pt. 1: "circular story"

some progress, corresponding—no surprises here—with the end of the academic year. after years of using the same (very off) coloring for theresa's skin, i finally bit the bullet and twiddled with it, and what a difference it makes (at least to me!). next to herc and douglas and especially linda, she looks more natural, which makes the overall thing more cohesive.

fun bit of trivia is that the positions are meaningful. something that i (tried to) communicate in the f1 AU is the gray areas. who's in control here, really? who is fulfilling what? who is using who? herc and douglas both look to their left toward the women, reminiscent of the chain of authority in aircraft ('when you're a first officer you look to the left and see your captain. when you're a captain you look to the left and see your reflection...'). yet theresa and linda look not back at them, but up at each other. it's an interplay that had meaning and im not sure if anyone else picked it up but it was intentional.

June pt. 2: "Portugal, 1982"

oh hello motorsport fanart featuring ladies from the eighties that only me and like five other people on this webbed site care about. this year was the fortieth anniversary of michèle mouton and fabrizia pons's historic title campaign in the world rally championship, and i wanted to draw things for the three wins that helped them nearly clinch it. but of course (as is the refrain for basically everything art-related this year) since real life was a bitch about it, i was only able to draw something for portugal, which was inspired by actual footage. it's linked in the post if you're interested, CW for camera flashes.

this is a return to the "ghibli style" i tried out last year, and i still think it's adorable. i actually did most of it in procreate, which was less hellish than i remembered it being, and it was a good thing i got a little bit of practice in it, for reasons that will be clear in a few paragraphs.

July: Martin Crieff sheet, aka: if you can't remember how to draw him, redesign him!

look at this martin, then look at february's martin, then look at this martin again. doesn't he look so much better? an earnest young man, that is! he's not ginger but he dyes.

one of my favorite warm-ups/doodles to do is the good old ID picture (facing straight on, neutral expression. simple way to get things under my pencil before attempting something bigger), and this is supposed to be martin's fitton airfield ID card.

this was actually a warm-up for next month's piece...

August: "geyser"

i have a complex relationship with this work. i'd been plotting it and drafting it since at least 2020 and wanted to employ the lessons i had learned from march/april's experiment in foreshortening. i also wanted to draw something that connected martin and mitski's "geyser," the author's purpose and message of which is, i think, integral to understanding martin's character. because flying is like art and art is like flying and you will do anything for your passions even if it means losing you, but 'you' will never be lost because you work and try and fail and work and try and fail in the hopes that your passions will be 'you' and 'you' can be your passions and it's a wheel with no end, isn't it?

anyway i had to do most of this in procreate because for some reason, sketchbook started glitching and bugging on me and i couldn't figure out what was going on. i wanted to depict both martin's aspiration to the sky as well as martin's sheer smallness in comparison to his ambition, which is why i went for the whole foreshortening idea. it's not really that well depicted but the airplane casting a shadow over martin as he stands on tarmac is kind of a representation of his ambition's dominance over him...and then i went and overlaid lyrics to "geyser" over that as if i hadn't pushed the point enough.

i like this piece well enough (and it seems many people did, it's one of the ones that did best notes-wise) but i can't help but feel a lingering disappointment. this is something i’d like to try and re-draw in the future!

September: "before/after turbulence"

this was inspired by a norwegian air pilot's instagram post poking fun at herself for attempting to drink her coffee while they happened to be passing near thunderheads. it was just a funny little image that got more attention than i thought it would (effort vs attention inverse relationship lol) and possibly the most out-of-pocket reblog addition i've ever had on my work. anyways. woteva pt. 2. it was cute and fun to delve into the whole skrunkly style i had going on. i still don't fully understand procreate brush sizes tho.

October: "to take a photograph, and live inside"

sketchbook finally started cooperating with me at this point so i made a triumphant return to it for this piece.

this is so cute and i still love it! this came about after i thought about the characters' heights relative to each other, so more than anything this was a way for me to visualize the height comparison. also i wanted the soft-shoe-shuffle family together with their lesbian sidekick. and i think it's cute. i especially adore how i drew carolyn and i think this is where i permanently decided my herc shipwright is a glasses wearer.

November: "Donne, donne, eterni Dei"

aaauuuugh i love them waaahhh!

anyway i finally gave the mjn crew new uniforms (idk what i was on with that faded blue, nobody wears faded blue uniforms and it just looked washed-out). i am particularly proud of theresa's pose. i think i also posted a little bit about how i've gotten better with poses and anatomy since i started doing fanart seriously. and the secret? actually look back and reference your anatomy notes from high school. and lots of absurd selfies. and stock photos.

December: "the fruit left on my sheets"

after an admittedly up and down year, i finished it off super strong with this piece (which took so long to conceptualize but when i did…) neither of them look really off, which i'm proud of. sketch and lineart were both done in sketchbook, while the coloring and background were done in procreate. the coloring features some overlay work, but i think the star of this, more than the meaning i imbued into their poses and choice of attire, is the background. i might use that technique again because i really liked how it turned out.

Conclusion and 2023 Goals

i think my biggest goal moving into 2023 is to gain more confidence using procreate. one of my takeaways from this year was how powerful a program it is, and i think it is worth my time and energy getting to know and understand it, since i already have it. sketchbook will always be my first love in terms of drawing programs, since it was free, it was my first, and getting to understand it in early 2020 unlocked the door for me to not be shy to share my art online. but there are some things i turn to procreate for, like being able to blur in different ways! so i do want to balance what i use between those two programs.

additionally, i’m making an effort now to alt text all my art. i was lazy about it before, which is kind of dumb as i’m literally vision impaired myself so like. what was i waiting for lol. but better late than never!

last of all, my sincere thanks to all of you who've liked or reblogged a post i did, for engaging with my fanart, however unusual my subject matter (clears throat. the linda fairbairn extended universe, therlinda, the f1!au…shall i go on?) might be. cabin pressure really is an integral part of the person i've grown to become and am choosing to grow to be, and it genuinely brings me joy to explore its characters and relationships in all sorts of ways. this is one of my favorite hobbies and i appreciate all of you who are in it with me. when i’m down, i reread people’s tags because it genuinely means so much that other people like what i make. so, thank you.

#em draws #em retrospects #art by em year in review

[incarnateirony]

hey. hey pat.

look up.

ask old banned polol what the big shiny lights mean since you like to try to lean on them. ask em what a development klatch is while you’re there.

you lost before you ever heard there was a prequel.

If I hadn’t known you were too oblivious, I’d say sowing discontent in the server to begin with was methodical, but sorry. The drafts survived. No matter how many foot stomps and attempted deletions shook the server and development drives. The logistics, the mini bible, the proposals, it all made it. Both timelines. The storyboards. The arenas. Eat my shit. Seriously, fuck you. 

go figure the closest you’ve ever been to success in being able to hurt the prequel is when you were oblivious to it. i must say that’s very on brand of you, patrick.

it’s like yall forgot how wayward started

i keep saying there’s no coming back from this for them but they refuse to accept it. It’s so wild. like you’re being given the warning to walk away on every front now.

I keep saying, over and over, reality isn’t gonna change for them, that this isn’t all speculation for all of us like it is for Pat, but he won’t shut the fuck up and listen.

you’ve been outnavigated for 2 years, you idiot

two years. there’s been two years of people pulling levers and you screaming in denial while you pretend to know what’s going on.

sorry pat

polol are the warriors that built this town.

bet your meet and greets didn’t tell you that.

dumb motherfucker’s arguing with me about my own variant storyboards

why’s he using the fandom developed pitch like bobo and wayward and not Jared’s? I don’t know. Fucking ask him. Maybe because we put the effort in to fully develop the concept but leave it open to reframing. They had the prequel element, the sequel element, the kid reboot angle all supplied to them and two angles to take the script, one post-15.18 and one 15.20 with two storyboard pitches towards the same goal, and no matter what happens, it’s the same fucking goal, you dumbass.

I know.

I wrote it.

I wrote it even while my development team argued the concept was too big for Supernatural and yet here it is.

Let me beat it into your skull a little bit more. Jensen isn’t who you parasocially think he is and try to find threads for in M&Gs. Figure out who he chose to work with. Christ.

[calmthefuckdownalright]

I Renounce You Part 2

A/N: I realized about halfway through copying this over that it wasn’t going to fit...thankfully it’s completed so I can just make however many drafts and post it all in order. It’s 13 pages, 6,680 words, and 36,191 characters.

Inspired by @tuesday-teyz ‘s Butterfly Reign if anyone forgot, totally not canon as the series is still ongoing and this was written after Theseus destroyed a chair over Technoblade’s back.

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“Prince Theseus, this is a horrible idea.” Tubbo pinched his nose and covered his eyes with his palm. “You can’t just leave! And to involve Ranboo in this scheme could be treason!” 

“And why would that be? Because he’ll be crown prince once it’s done and I will have no place in the kingdom.” Tommy protested.

“Who’s to say he even WANTS to be crown prince?! It drove Wilbur to run away and you want to practically destroy your own family!” Tubbo glared at Tommy and Tommy glared at Tubbo.

“The crown did not do that, Emperor Philza did this. He left us both to rot under the pressure.” Tommy spat.

“And who’s to say he won’t do that to Ranboo?”

“Oh please, His Majesty has treated Ranboo more like a son than he ever has me or Wilbur!” 

“That’s not true! You don’t know what Emperor Philza has done for you both.” 

“Oh and you do?!” Tommy snapped and Tubbo recoiled.

“Hey, is everything alright?” Ranboo poked his head into the study the two had retreated to and Tommy drew his shoulders back.

“Everything is fine, Ranboo. How would you like to be crown prince?”

Everything was set. Ranboo knew his role and no matter how many times Tommy tried to fix his acting abilities but the poor boy was hardly mediocre at best.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” Ranboo asked Tommy long after Tubbo had given up on trying to convince Tommy of back thwarting his plan.

“Ranboo I’ve sacrificed more than enough for this so-called family and I’d be lying if I said I won’t regret this even a little,” Tommy had responded, “But yes I am sure. It’s time I tasted the freedom I deserve and I can’t thank you enough for your part in this.” 

“Why would you thank me?” Ranboo had asked and Tommy paused on his words.

“Maybe you’ll know one day.” Tommy had decided to be vague instead. Honesty would be saved for the grand reveal Tommy predicted to happen within two days.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” Lady Beau asked and set her fan on the lap of her dress. Tommy sat across from her at his desk filing paperwork and dipping quill into ink and pressing it onto paper in a cycle of boredom and sleep deprivation.

“I can’t say I have much other choice if I want to stay above insanity.” Tommy joked.

“Everyone will think you're not right in the head.” She pointed out.

“Then maybe I’ll live the rest of my life truly with only the people I can really trust. No one tip-toeing around me and second glances at everything I do. They’ll just accept my actions because I won’t be considered ‘right in the head.’” Tommy sighed and fell back in his chair. His head pounded and the crown prince became suddenly aware of how crazy his plan was.

“Will you be alright Theseus?” Lady Beau asked and Tommy paused his breath. That name. It didn’t sound right to him anymore.

“I’ll be fine Beau, and please,” Tommy sat up and folded his arms across his chest. “Call me Tommy.”

The garden was buzzing with people and Tommy bit his tongue till it practically bled. He couldn’t say anything as himself here. He was surrounded by people who were watching his very breathing pattern. Beau had floated the rumor and increased it tenfold. At this point most assumed it to be true now that the Emperor was going to adopt Ranboo and replace the Crown Prince. It was only a matter of time before some noble tried a crack at Tommy’s frail demeanor, all that was left was to put on a show.

“Prince Theseus, may I speak with you?” Duke Sam approached and startled the prince.

“Sam, I thought you returned to The Badlands already.” Tommy picked the pieces of his shattered soul and held them together with furious strength.

“No, I leave tomorrow.” The Grand Duke replied and led the Prince away with an arm around his upper back. “Walk with me, please.” He said gently.

“What is it you wished to discuss?” Tommy asked after they were out of earshot of his party.

“The rumor, about Ranboo and His Great Majesty.” Sam looked at Tommy with eyes that seemed to see right through it all. A looking glass placed in the pupil of the Grand Duke. 

Tommy stayed quiet. Something tightened in his chest. He didn’t want Sam to be the one to try and take a shot at him. Sam who had saved him from Fran, even if it wasn’t required. Sam, who loved building things and beautiful dogs. Sam, who sacrificed his future for the Badlands.

“I know it isn’t true.” He said quietly and Tommy’s world twisted. “I’ve known your father for a long time, and he would never replace you.” 

“What?” Tommy’s mouth twitched down from its regal form of neutrality just for a moment. “I’m sorry, I can’t say I believe you.” He chuckled and took a shuddering breath.

“Theseus, His Highness has never been one to cope well and losing your mother, the Empress, was enough to fully break his soul,” The Duke stepped forward to Tommy and Tommy stepped back in instinct. He was lying. He had to be. 

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Part 1 | ____ | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | (Finale)

#Butterfly Reign au #butterfly reign #br!tommy #br!ranboo #br!wilbur #br!technoblade #br!philza #br!awesamdude #br!wisp #br!dream