#btw I hope in the next days I'll have a bit more time and energy to reply and comment to posts and messages here

[aromaticpetals]

I was gonna send this without being an anon but then i thought about it and realized there is absolutely no way im letting anybody see my depravity when i dont even have a side account lmao

How are you doing on this fine day? I hope you are well. I saw the request thing and decided to submit a little something.

If you do afab!reader×male character, may I reuqest a size difference+wedding night/breeding kink hc with itto, ayato and thoma (seperately)? I tried to write it myself before but it ended horribly 💅

- 💫 anon

AHHHHHH TYSM FOR BEING MY 1ST REQUEST 💫 ANON!!!!

To answer your question, I'm doing okay! My cat has been a bit chaotic tho..

I'll be honest, I've never considered doing reader x male char. cause Idk what I'm doing half the time if it has nothing to do with women😭 But I can at least try! (I did get the headers done so I might as well at this point and Idek if it can be considered a hc..) Btw, I was laughing my ass off while making this cause it don't rlly make sense

𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎! Size diff and breeding 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀.. 𝗔𝗙𝗔𝗕!𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥 too! IT'S JS 𝙉𝙎𝙁𝙒😭 (Possibly not suitable for those under the legal age!)

𝙄𝙏𝙏𝙊 was proud to have caught such a beaut' like you, let alone marry ya! Of course, Shinobu gave you an entire book on how to care for Itto, she called it the "Boss's baby rules" since, well.. He did act like a man-child from time to time... But let's put that fact aside! The whole gang was happy that their boss got married to someone like you! (Without you by Itto's side, he probably would have gotten into 𝘸𝘢𝘺 more trouble with Kujou Sara..)

It was the night of y'all getting married and you couldn't lie, you were as happy as the Archons would let you be, although Itto had been acting a little.. Off? Fortunately, your now husband had managed to snap you out of your thoughts by bringing you his signature dish and announcing it with his loud vocals. "𝙃𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙖 𝙜𝙤, 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙚! 𝘼𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙞 𝙉𝙪𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙤 𝙐𝙣𝙤 𝙄𝙩𝙩𝙤'𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙝, 𝙒𝙖𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜!" he proudly stated, handing you the plate before taking a seat next to you on your shared futon. You immediately pushed all second thoughts away as the savory scent of the dish filled your nostrils, trying to decide whether you should've scarfed it down or not. As he watched you eat, you could've sworn you saw a certain glint in his eyes! Unfortunately for you, you should've known that on the night of getting married to him, he'd want to do some rather.. Energy draining activities!

Just a few moments later: you laid there on the futon, stripped of both your dignity and clothing, he stared down at your small form with a.. lustful glint in his eyes. Before you knew it, you were seated in his naked lap, feeling his hardened member press against your rear as he whispered sweet words into your ear, his large hands almost touching when he wrapped them around your waist! You couldn't help the feeling that darted downwards to the area between your legs as he continued with his sweet words and light touches, making it seem as though he was afraid you'd break if he were to tighten his grip.. You could feel yourself getting wetter bit by bit, his words making you feel as though you were going to turn into a flustered and worked-up mess! Just as you were about to shift to get comfy, he quietly growled in your ear, saying "Don't move, babe, let me do all the work..". Of course, you hadn't expected him to lift you up and hover you over his member after he had said that, making you realize that it had spikes on it.. (You had completely forgotten that you were dating an Oni, not some douchebag that paid you to sleep with him-) Now, of course, in public he was the coolest dude you had ever dated! But behind closed doors, he was actually such a pure sweetheart.. As you got stuck in your thoughts, you were unaware that he forced you onto the tip of his member, the stretch tossing your thoughts into the gutter once more as you let out a small squeak, shifting in his lap to try and adjust. Your welcoming walls and small size didn't help, encouraging him to push you down until you took in half of his girth, all while staring at you with a predatorial look in his eyes. Said look reminded you of something, he was capable of feeling like he had to breed his lovers- Of course, you didn't mind having a child or two with him despite the fact that they would've been influenced by his pranks. You heard him growl again, this time a bit louder as he pushed you down until your walls reached their stretching limit, the soft spikes on his member giving friction with each little move you made! It made you think of how you somehow took the entire thing on several occasions without bursting into tears at the painful stretch.. He immediately flipped you onto your back and started slowly moving his hips back and fourth once he felt that you had adjusted enough for him to move, the spikes on his member dragging along your walls with each agonizingly slow thrust. "Itto, go faster.." you managed to speak out with a quiet tone. "Just a moment, babe, gotta make sure you're well prepared for the night of a lifetime I'm about to give ya.." he replied, quietly grunting as your walls clamped down on his member over and over again, causing him to speed up a bit. As he dug his freshly manicured nails into your waist (YES I GAVE HIM BLACK MANICURED NAILS SHHH) while thrusting into you at a steady pace, you whined and moved yours hips to meet his halfway, tired of him not getting rough like he would on any other occasion. As if he read your mind, he went a whole lot faster, making your brain spin and soft moans spill out of your mouth with each thrust. You couldn't help that it felt so good you kept clamping down on him, pushing him closer and closer to the edge as his grunts and growls got louder and louder, prompting you to stare at him with wide eyes and a lip wedged between your teeth. (You had no clue he could get that loud and not be ashamed of it, y'all were lucky that y'all didn't live near other people otherwise they would've had to suffer through the noise-) When you noticed the twitching within you and the small "gonna cum.."s that slipped from his lips, he moved your limbs so he could have you in a mating press before he came in you, thick ropes of cum painting your insides. After, he slowly pulled out, flopping onto the futon next to you and immediately falling asleep. You were happy, but Archons did you not know that this would happen every night from that point on. (I HAVE TO FINISH THE REST OF IT IN A DIFF POST, IM SO SRRY 💫 ANON 😭)

#itto #genshin itto #itto smut #genshin smut #genshin #genshin impact #genshin men #IM SO SORRYYYYY

[simpforchuchu]

Hi! How are you? How was your day today? I'm sorry for bothering, I really like your content and I was thinking to ask you, could you maybe write for Chuuya taking care of a sick reader? I was reading some of your Chuuya x reader stories and I really enjoyed it! (Btw take your time, don't pressure yourself)

Chuuya taking care of his sick lover

A/n:  Thank you for your request and sorry for the delay. I just had the time and energy to throw in some stories from my drafts and now I'm writing requests. I hope you like it, I love you!

Sorry for the grammer or spelling mistakes.English is not my main language so...

Thank you and love you 🥰

Warnings: none

"Love! I'm home!"

When Chuuya closed the door behind him, he frowned when he couldn't hear anything from you. You would always come running to the door and hug him.

"Love?"

He called again and waited for a sound. But when he heard no sound, he panicked into your bedroom. He checked the other rooms as he went, and when he finally came to your bedroom, he saw you sleeping in the bed with a deep sigh. You were just asleep, nothing to be afraid of, he thought, and took a deep breath.

He took off his jacket, hung it on the hanger, and approached you. When he came closer, he realized that you were shivering, wrapped in the blanket, and quickly sat next to you on the bed and approached you.

"Baby, are you okay?"

When there was no response from you, he gently shook you and looked at you with concern as you slowly opened your eyes.

"Chuu... I'm so cold..."

His eyes opened wide and he placed his hand on your forehead. He pulled the blanket off you in fear as he felt the warmth in his hand. "Chuu...don't."

"Baby, you're on fire. Your fever is so high."

When Chuuya looked at you and saw that you were wearing a sweater, he sighed. He lifted you up a bit, took off your sweater and laid you back on the bed.

"I'm coming with water, don't worry, you'll be fine."

He was more worried than you. Chuuya was always alone, he was very afraid of losing someone and you were the most precious thing in his life.

He quickly filled a bucket of cold water and came over to take a clean cloth. He dipped the cloth in water, wrung the water and placed it on your forehead.

"I'm sorry... I'm really sorry... but I have to do this, baby."

He looked at you sadly as you cling to his biceps like a koala. He knew you were so cold, it hurt. But it was for your own good.

After a while, when you got tired and went to sleep back, he kept changing the diapers for a while.

When you woke up in the morning, Chuuya had fallen asleep on your head and had a rag on your forehead. He had probably checked on you all night.

You slowly reached out and took his hand when he woke up and looked at you. You smiled at him and he stroked your hair

"Are you better? Are you still cold?"

He smiled as you shook your head and took the cloth and kissed your forehead. He looked up as if pleased with the heat and smiled.

"Your heat is normal, now I'll go make a nice soup and make breakfast. You can sleep some more."

You smiled and nodded

"Im lucky to have you Chuchu!"

He smiled at you and kissed your hair and walked to the kitchen.

No, he was the lucky one.

#bsd #bsd fanfic #bsd imagine #bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs #chuuya #chuuya imagine #chuuya x reader

[mikavlcs]

ok I got so late here I swear I got so caught up I'M SO SORRY. Also I read your last Wens piece! I ADORED IT TOO QWJEJWQ AND THE WHOLE CRITICISM PART ABOUT THE POEM? JDJQWJEQJWE I burst out laughing like a fucking idiot and ended up almost throwing my computer to the floor don't ask how. I've been a bit busy but I'll comment and fill your notif thingy with 9219292 notifs soon!

This is to the mf spamming your ask box cause I get lost a few days and when I come back these bitches just-

Listen to me you little motherfucker. You spam again mika's ask thingy trying to be rude or say anything that can be relatively, just slightly offensive or harmful, and I'll locate your little annoying ass all the way to the hellhole you're from, open your chest with my bare hands and use your ribs to carve your insides. And once I'm done, I'll open up that thick, little skull of yours, take your brains out and use them to make a written apology for Mika on your name before I dissolve your body with hydrochloric acid and burn your clothes and stuff. You wanna know something funny? It would only take me a week, at most. With that, there wouldn't be even bones left thanks to the acid. Not a single piece of your little annoying ass left to recognise. We clear bud? we cleAR? because I can be more spECIFIC AND GRAPHIC YOU LITTLE-

(don't take me seriously. not too much at least-)

JQWEJQWJE just kidding. I would never do that. Or would I now? MUAAHAHHAHA

Out of jokes, there's no need to be rude, man. You never have to intend any kind of harm of offense to anyone, especially someone in the internet who hasn't bothered you at all. The worst thing is that you don't even have the face to send the asks personally, you just go full anon, like the little coward you are. Hope whoever you are you stop bothering Mika, put it together and go do something productive instead of wasting your time trying to be an ass, pal.

Btw, howdy! how are things going home? are your electronics still out of danger? I hope they are! c'mon c'mon I feel like I've been away from tumblr for tons of time now, tell me tell me something. Has anything interesting happened in your week? have you eaten something today? what did you have? how was it? how's your writer's block?

PS: the threat above goes for anyone who bothers you aRE WE CLEAR ?????👹👹👹👹👹

(I'm so sorry that meme was just there and JDJQEJQWJEQJEJ I JUST COULDN'T STOP MYSELF FROM DOING IT SORRY)

the way i read this while you’re spamming my notifs 😭🤚 also you threw your laptop on the floor??? lmfao??

SKDHDKEDJDK NOT THE HYDROCHLORIC ACID 😭😭 that’s such a specific and crazy threat…laughing so hard rn (also that whole paragraph had real ghostface tara energy) but thank you<33 they have still not returned so it’s chill 👍

and yes my stuff is still out of danger! nothing explicitly interesting has happened, i’ve mostly been studying for finals next week 💔💔 and i had cereal today, it was good<33 i hope you’re doing good as well despite being busy!

#the way you’re ​fr one of my favorite tumblr users #i’m also still hoarding that meme ask you sent me LMAOSJSJ #ily fr fr #<333

[eshtaresht]

GUYS GUYS I CAN'T KSODKLSOSL!!!1!!1LKDKJ;;S !!!l1JK!::kKD;P SOSKSLSPSODS A;SDOKDLAD I CAN'T EVEN FORM WORDS

spoilers for ep 12 (and a bit for trigun in general) and my overexited ramblings under the cut

you know an episode will be good when where's no opening

so, the twins are meant to be characterized straightforward in every anime adaptation, ig. it's not bad, but the manga twists their personalities 180° and it adds SO MUCH nuance (I'll talk about this at length some day)

tbh I had to pause for laughter when knives was YEETED outta the gate (I have sense of humor of a five year old)

everybody already said everything, but still. OG HAIR COMEBACK OMG AHRAHAAKFJDlahjddjha!!!!!!!! ;!!! ;! and not only hair, but the whole characterization this episode was much closer to trimax vash, and not just sadboy depressive bbg

MERYL/REM PARALLELS LETS GOOOO!!! like, I guessed this would happen, but the visuals, the tension and pure GRATITUDE in vash's voice when he was able to break free from his mental prison... we're eating good

speaking of eating, I CAN'T get over that moment when vash deadass BIT KNIVES. that's peak sibling behavior, he's literally fighting tooth and nail over there

also mashwood is so real tonight!! love love love meryl&nico interactions in stampede, they barely spoke to each other in other versions! and the look of relief on vash's face when he sees nico skedaddling away with meryl!!! he's so glad that they're gonna be okay and that nico made the right choice and came back to help, if briefly. interstingly, he was able to remember everyone, but after the explosion at the end he still lost his memory.

and THE WINGS, DUDE!!!! it gives the finale of trimax, when they both had only one wing left..... still missing feathers, but I love the diversity with knives's, eh... knives, and vash's energy/void or whatever that is, I support it

he's so pathetic even when he looks cool, homeboy had NO control when he used his wing for the first time... cudos for learning new powers on the spot tho

ow ow ow that scene with the military hurt... and he couldn't even save them!

"why are you like that, vash?" "I'm vash the stampede" "IT'S BEEN OVER A CENTURY AND THIS IS THE BEST YOU COULD CAME UP WITH" same here, knives, he's hopeless. I anticipated that moment, but it probably hits even hard for stampede onlys

angel arm!!! tho it's not that angelic now... how are we gonna call it? I take suggestions. rip arm and coat, I feel like we'll actually get a more trimax leaning design next season!

to all the ppl (myself included) who wanted to see vash cry properly... are you happy? ARE YOU FUCKING HAPPY??? after the last episode, after all the mental torture knives put him through, vash still doesn't want to hurt him and, just like knives, can't handle the distance between them.......... I am inconsolable. and as much as knives wanted to break vash, it hurts him so much to see those tears irl....... but he just can't stop, because they're both SO FUCKING STUBBORN and it already took to much to get there and he just can't. stop. now.

"nai is dead, you killed him" first of all, *sounds of screaming crying throwing up*. second of all, his name is million knives, vash, stop deadnaming your brother/j

the death scene itself.... oh it's soo good and yummy. I know this mf isn't fully dead and conrad will fix him, but still. he can have a second death of self as a treat

btw, gotta adress my earlier theory about "happy birthday" being metaphorical. no, it is in fact July 21st, and tristamp lasted about two months in universe. still pretty hard for me to believe, it felt five times shorter due to the pacing. but it is what it is: I'm esht and I was wrong, I'm singing the esht wrong song

and just as I thought this would be the end of it, WE GOT A FLASH FORWARD THAT HAD BASICALLY EVERYTHING WE WERE HOPING FOR AND MORE

RAISED BOUNTY! MERYL GIRLBOSSIFICATION!! a hint at insurance society (tho that was more of a threat and she's still a journalist). MILLY CONFIRMATION!!! ERIKS' LACK OF ARM AND AMNESIA!!!! EARTH FLEET AND CHRONICA!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!

IT'S GONNA BE GOOD SEASON 2 IS GONNA BE EVEN BETTER I CAN FEEL IT IN MY BONE MARROW

#this episode destroyed me #but when it also gave me life and hope in the future of stampede #cause it's not great. it's definitely good but has problems. I'll wait for the entire dub to come out so I can binge it and analyse properl #but the ending is great and I honestly think that the 2nd season could fix things and become better #let 'em cook is what I'm saying #I need to process all of this. might draw something #trigun stampede #trigun #vash the stampede #vash #nicholas d. wolfwood #trigun stampede spoilers #millions knives #trigun spoilers #wolfwood #meryl stryfe #milly thompson

[missmonsters2]

Hi, it's sharky. Sooo, this month's been wild. I found a pregnant cat, brought her to my house, she had the kittens, and all of them died, too. Apparently she did have an owner who happens to be my neighbour, and I tell him, politely, to go fuck off because if her kitty was starved, with parasites and so roughed up then he's not a good owner.

She appeared dead the next day outside my apartment, with foam in the mouth. So I buried them all, made stones for their graves and cried. I saw him the other day and he fucking SMILED. We started arguing and I told him that he was a fucking coward and all kinds of stuff as you can imagine (he did his part too, bro just freestyled me all the insults he knew) and he fucking hit me Van. And this bitch is american but my mom was latin so it's entra cuchillo sale tripa. So I hit him back, called the cops on him and sat down and cried again because I cant seem to keep my stuff inside. I'm definitely pressing charges if he ever as much as looks my way but I'm tired asf and honestly my month is just going horribly.

My dad died. He killed himself. He left a letter where he said he was sorry he couldn't be a better father. I should'nt feel like this, not when he did the things he did, I know it, but I still cried.

(Can we go back to me fighting my neighbour I never thought I'd pvp my neighbour honestly it's just sO WILD😭)

The date went well. Super well, actually. She took me in a picnic. She knows I like to paint, so she bought my art stuff and we went to some kind of place in the middle of nowhere I don't even know, and the drive was soo long but so worth it. I loved it. We ate and I painted all the little things I found beautiful.

I had max 7 hours of sleep.. through the whole week- I haven't felt with all the energy to do stuff with Charlie so I just kind of texted her that I didn't feel my best to do stuff together but it wasn't anything she did, I just had to sort out all my shit and well. I feel like if I do as much as look at her I'll break down and we're just starting to get to know eachother, I don't want to fuck this up. I miss my bestie so much too. I just know she'd help me sort out all of this together and I miss her. Ever since she died (a year ago already?) I feel like I can't normally deal with my stuff, you know? Anyways. Tell your bestie you love them and give them a tight tight hug. Love you Van, I hope you have a great day and btw I loved mirror mirror's epilogue!

-🦈

sharkyyyy ):

I'm so sorry such awful things have happened to you lately!

It saddens me to hear about all the difficulties you've been going through this month.

It's okay to feel a mix of emotions, even when it comes to your father, who wasn't a good dad. Grief is a complex, and it's completely normal to have conflicting feelings like crying!

As for your neighbor, I wish them ill! It's so crazy and unexpected, I hope you're not too shaken up. It's important to prioritize your safety and well-being, so i'm glad you called the cops!

The picnic sounds so lovely along with painting! Definitely some of my fave activities too.

I hope you've been sleeping more. I hope charlie has been understanding about the tough time you're going through. If it seems like she is, I would try to lean on her a bit during this rough time since she seems to want to be there for you! I'm sorry to hear about yoru bestie, but I hope you still have people you can turn to in person during this time. I hope charlie, your mom, and your friends give you a tight, tight hug and forehead kisses 🥺🥺🥺

Wishing you well & happiness bestie <3

#mm: answered #🦈 anon

[bitty-bits]

A Jolly SineTrismas

It surely was another year. Let's look back at some stuff, and forward to other stuff, in the final Bitty Bits edition of 2022.

First of all, happy holidays to all who celebrate. Yeah it is a bit late on the "more famous holiday" side of things, but there are still others going on, and... in general it's probably never wrong to be festive during all of December. (It's also not wrong to NOT be festive! Just pointing that out!)

Many things happened in this late half of the year, controversial things, stupid things, all things. Here I will talk about some that mattered to me, to some extent.

(Also, RIP bozo...naro! Good riddance!)

This issue is dedicated to @rick-666, friend and avid newsletter enthusiast who encouraged me to try to fix the broken ass email form thingy that should actually send these posts as newsletter things but just isn't working! I'll have it fixed next year, I promise!!!!

My Work - Where To Next?

So I've made and tried to make many things through the years, but as someone who pretty much does anything all the time, I'm finding myself often doing... nothing at the end of it.

In 2020 I basically started work on Ketchup Dreams by making its first characters, Bitty and Lake, with more to follow the coming years... but still nothing too substantial. Pondered with which medium to present these characters in. Comics? Animation? In the end I'd just continue adding some things here and there to the overall project, but it still doesn't seem like enough. I really want to build a good universe for these guys to live in.

So at the moment I feel kinda directionless. But hopefully that will change. I guess I won't know what sticks until I actually do stuff.

From Bitty also came the entire aesthetic, motif, symbol, meaning AND name for, I guess you can call my "indie" studio/group/label thing... which my future creative works will be released under, and who knows maybe even friends' creations. The "ᑎᐱ" thing was kind of accidental, but I liked it enough that I wanted it to mean something for me. Not to sound corny and dumb, but to me "ᑎᐱ" is kinda like another representation of the polarity we have in life, much like black and white, but in this case it would be something like... smooth and sharp. Yeah I'm not gonna try to give too much meaning to it, it's just for fun, mostly. Bitty's ears initially were meant to just be bunny + kitty ears (hence the incredibly original name) for an asymmetrical design, but that basically spiraled into everything else.

All that said I'm still doing stuff every now and then, I even have been experimenting with tweaking Lake's design slightly, you can even see a little bit of that in the header art here. More on that some other time...

You can check the current "roadmap" for Studio SineTri projects on the pinned tweet.

Why not "TriSine" instead? Because that just... sounds too normal. "Tri" is an existing and common prefix. Also the order matters.

The Tesla In The Room

I don't think I need to talk much about the whole thing with Elon Musk buying Twitter and everything that came with it. Mostly I'm just tired of it all. Billionaires, other than beings that shouldn't exist, are Boring and not even in a funny kind of way (except for Bill Gates, his mere existence is comedic to me probably thanks to early internet culture) I wish I just didn't have to hear about 'em. But I guess we can't.

Anyways this entire situation practically got me back into being on Tumblr daily, after I had left it in favor of Twitter in like 2015, and now... the opposite is happening, that's just how sick I am of Twitter. Not just the website itself but the people in it and the energy that usually comes out of there these days. Musk was simply a final nail in the coffin. The problem is... he just keeps adding more nails. Here's hoping Elon doesn't ruin the very last thing that made Twitter "fun" to me - TweetDeck, but chances it'll survive are slim.

I'm also on Mastodon btw. Juuust in case.

AI Art Discourse - What's Happening?!

"A Still of Klonoa in The Simpsons"

Speaking of Twitter, probably one of the least pleasing topics to witness over there lately will be this.

No doubt, "AI art" as a concept pretty much exploded into popularity in 2022, while it already existed in concept years before, this was pretty much the one year that, 5 years ago, we'd look at machine learning attempting art and say "now just think about how that'll be 5 years from now", and well, that time IS now. Kinda.

There's legitimate worry about whether or not the computer would be able to replace artists, but... personally I don't think it will ever BECAUSE... there will still always be a demand for humanity and human-created content no matter how good any sort of AI gets, and well, currently AI still struggles with "drawing" many things. But it's fine, earlier this year people were mostly memeing with AI generators, being impressed, confused, having a laugh, or everything all at once.

Until computers making drawings suddenly were no longer seen as cool but rather, bad!!! evil!!! problematic!!! etc. even though the reason for that all stems from... misconceptions and misinformation (sometimes on purpose, just because... I dunno. Internet rewards people who get angry at things.) about how the technology works to begin with. No, AI doesn't simply collage a bunch of pictures together, that just isn't how it works, even if it knows what a Mona Lisa looks like almost perfectly. It's hard to put it into words, but this thread I believe explains it a bit better in simpler terms (hopefully), even if you still don't understand, it's... best to not be too ignorant about it.

Of course, I DO think AI ethics is an important conversation that should happen, but not if it's... not gonna be a conversation in the first place. If it sounds too extreme, reactionary, or sounds just about as crazy as anything you'd hear coming from Alex Jones or like, your pro-life uncle™, then it probably isn't the way to go.

This made even people who think photography isn't art come out of their closets, if they even were in one.

There are good use cases for AI in art. One of them is allowing disabled individuals to also partake and experiment with visual arts. Yes, technically nothing "stopped" them from "really" doing it, but just look at how much that argument almost slips into ableism territory (and there is a surprising amount of that coming from some anti-AI folks.) Hell, I could've used AI to create a background for the art on my header as I'm mostly... a character illustrator, focused on characters, and just don't really enjoy drawing backgrounds much at all.

Anyways I recommend y'all check out AWAY (Are We Art Yet), a collective of artists and creators alike embracing AI but also fighting for more ethical AI usage (discussion about scraping images from the web, consent for works to be used as training data, etc.), without the reactionarism and sometimes ableism. They're a friendly bunch.

What I’ve Been Playing / Watching

Gravity Falls

Well, does it really?

Hey Kids, Have You Heard Of Gravity Falls? The show's 10th anniversary was this year and, having heard mostly only good things about it since then, AND as someone who had recently been sucked deep into the modern Disney TVA pipeline (DuckTales 2017, Amphibia and Owl House are also great and would also recommend), I made it a goal to watch all of it before the year ends.

At first I thought this, like other very successful shows, would have way too many seasons for me to really get into, so I was surprised when I found out that wasn't the case.

It's definitely a great show, even 10 years later. From what I saw very little of it comes across as dated when it comes to references or jokes, the characters being likable and interesting are about enough to hook you into it I think. Also Matt Chapman is in there a lot and as an avid Homestar Runner fan, you can just Tell not only through his voices, but his humor and vibes entirely in some episodes.

If there's one thing I probably can't get enough of is Disney cartoons made by some of the most... Non-Disney people on Earth.

The Dream I Had On December 25th

Usually I share my dreams on Twitter, but decided it might be neat to feature some of the more interesting ones right here. They are an essential part of one of my creations after all. This year though, for a reason or another, I had less eventful or weird dreams in general. But waking up on Christmas day this is what was on my mind:

For more of my dreams you can check out my dream journal with stuff since at least 2014, here.

I had a dream I can split up in three parts - first I was at an old house of mine but I could hear a new trailer for the Mario movie premiering far outside, a classic game song could be heard in it and things pointed to it being a Daisy reveal.

Second part was a Strong Bad thing, where I possibly interact with him directly and actually cause a change to homestarrunner.com "accidentally". He makes some sort of analog horror parody, and an old main page gets a new "feature" permanently. I felt a sense of realization since "I caused this". I really wish I remembered more cuz it was great

Third part is the one I can recall the most, it was what seemed like a weird Gravity Falls AU type thing, which is slightly mixed up with The Owl House - In what appears to be the first episode, Grunkle Stan is nowhere to be found, with probably Eda taking his place as the twins' "Graunt". The episode begins with Mabel just wandering around the forest, when she comes across several typically good luck signs all at once, things like four leaf clovers and such. Eda knowing better knows it's a trap and tries to protect Mabel, but she is convinced that Eda is a witch (which probably Should be a secret at first in this alternate timeline I guess, Eda Is Not What She Seems™) and EVIL!!! and ignores her, acting hostile towards her, even, so Eda locks her up in a shelter. Perfectly normal. In there she finds… a journal. It doesn't appear to be -the- GF journal but rather a mix of that and Philip's journal from Owl House. At first it looked like the journal could talk by itself but someone just happened to be there in disguise, it was Soos, who happens to know a couple things about the journal but probably not much. For some reason I was "watching" it in Portuguese and they'd give him a completely different name, likely starting with a hard C, but I can't remember now. Some weird magic thing happens too which I don't remember how it's triggered or when exactly in the episode progression it even happens but it would make food and candy "infinitely stretchy", where you could essentially have infinite amounts of something just by stretching them, and it caused children to go insane over it. Eventually Soos and Mabel made it out of the shelter, with the latter no longer feeling suspicious about Eda. That's about what I can recall.

Song of the Issue

I will now feature some cool music (probably just vgm) I like here, just because. Sometimes topical, sometimes not.

But today it might be.

A secret easter egg track, on the older 2008 MIDI version of the Charlie (the Duck) II soundtrack (that probably came into existence together with the 2008 Windows version of the game, as opposed to the original DOS version which much like other Wiering Software games only had sound effects, at most.)

It would only play on Christmas day, and was basically a slight arrangement of the proper theme, but with some classic Christmas tunes thrown into it.

The OGG/streamed version you hear on the Steam release cuts the song a bit shorter.

More Stuff

Audicons Fluent/2.0/Name Pending

Inspired by Microsoft's Fluent Design aesthetics and technicalities, this will be an update to my existing icon pack for audio formats, covering even more obscure formats that only 3 people know about! Just like the old pack, this will be fully compatible with probably any version of foobar2000. Very soon!

Ninjin on Archive.org

Yeah!

juke...box. AI. video.

yeah dude.

(no, seriously, it'll come out when it comes out. that's it.)

Miscellaneous Tumblr Side Things

I dunno, I just felt like... having a couple dedicated side blogs for specific interests, as some people do, cuz I have ideas. One of them will be about brazilian animation in general. Nothing fancy or scheduled, just things that will exist.

Conclusion

The more I write the more self-conscious I get that I might just be shit at writing Anything, but I still appreciate if anyone actually likes reading through!

Stay tuned for the traditional yearly dumb highlights collage pic™ on my main Tumblr (@lu9) and Twitter (if it's not completely broken by then...)

Bitty's Message of the Day

My new year's resolution is to Exist more!

#newsletter #personal #preservation

[eurydicees]

so. about platonic atsuiwa........

i believe they would have that weird kind of friendship where they don't know each other's favorite color but do know about their deepest trauma lol

like, atsumu will constantly rant about his love life (or lack thereof) and iwaizumi will listen with full commitment but pause him to ask things like, "wait, who was that guy again?" or "huh what high school were you from btw?" "what was your brothers name?" etc.

(and somehow its not awkward at all. atsumu answers and they move on)

i might be a bit obsessed with iwa's mom friend energy but can you blame me. he needs to take care of other people all the time or he will die. and with oikawa living overseas now he needs a new brat to take care of, you know.

but its not the same as it was with oikawa, because atsumu gets offended when people try to be caring with him. so iwa has to be sneaky about it, too. like instead of outward saying "don't overwork yourself" he has to go out of his way to invite him to do stuff when he knows the little shit's gonna spend the whole weekend at gym practicing serves again. and atsumu always agrees when iwa asks to hang out because he's a friendless lonely bastard who cries when people show him the slightest bit of love and attention

also atsumu calls iwa to rant about how much he hates samu twice a week. iwa tried to tell him once that he actually loves his brother very much and it's obvious but atsumu brushed it off by saying iwa wouldn't understand lmao

for iwa, tsumu is mostly a brat who needs him but he's also one of the most understanding people on earth. when iwa rants on the phone about his work or his family, he feels like he reaveals too much at the end and tries to cover it like "i mean i dont even know why i get so damn depressed over it this is so stupid" and atsumu will be like "nah i get it. want me to drop by with ice cream?"

and he does!! everybody wants to eat ice cream and cry sometimes!!! iwa needs to be babied too, thank you very much

tsumu's way of caring isnt as clear as iwa's but iwa gets it. instead of dragging him outside (like iwa does) tsumu will come over to his house, order pizza and put a random episode of friends or gilmore girls and sit silently with him and iwa it will be more than enough for iwa.

i feel like this is getting too out of the canon storyline and sounds more like an au but idk

one time iwa said he wanted to try dying his hair and they did it using grocery store hair supplies and at the end it looked so horrible that they both laughed until their eyes watered and the next day they went out to buy brown hair dye to fix it. then atsumu messed something up and the dye didn't work, iwa decided to get a buzzcut..

one time they sent a selfie to oikawa and he was.....not happy about it :D

iwa teaches atsumu how to cook some basic meals and atsumu tries to show off to samu with them

the first time iwa remembered atsumu's birthday and got him a little present atsumu cried and then said a bug got into his eye

they make fun of each other's choices of men

they go to gym together and atsumu always listens to music as he works out so one day iwa asked him to share a link to his gym playlist and it was just full of anime opening and some female kpop bands

i think this is all i have. its like 1.30 am rn so i think i'll go to sleep. hope you like these xx

oh my god yess yesssss yess YESSS !!!! i am YELLING !!!!!!! loveeeeeeeee all of this oh my god. gym buds atsuiwa is so good. iwaizumi teaching atsumu to cook (osamu is deeply offended that atsumu didn't ask him). atsumu forcing iwaizumi to watch romcoms and tv shows of the like (oikawa is deeply offended bc iwa refuses to watch telenovelas with him, but he'll watch friends with atsumu miya).

you're also so right that they literally know about each other's worst fears but atsumu would not be able to tell you what "aoba johsai" is if a gun was put to his head. iwaizumi could tell you the worst memory of atsumu's life but absolutely could not tell you what his favorite animal is.

like, atsumu: yeah i know iwaizumi best out of the whole national team we go to the gym together all the time

kageyama: what middle school did he go to then.

atsumu: ....

hinata: kageyama you went to the same middle school, that's cheating. atsumu, he went to kitagawa daiichi btw

atsumu: i'm quitting this team

and you have the way iwaizumi takes cares of atsumu vs oikawa so right tbh, like oikawa can get the tough love yell at rant kinda thing going on, but atsumu gets a more subtle kind of care. so true. man. i'm obsessed w all of this THANK YOU

#ask #atsumu miya #hajime iwaizumi #ALSO THE HAIR DYE STORY. SO GOOD.

[damagedsoftware]

I just love being reminded every day how pointless my existence is. How much time I waste, how much I get in the way, how worse I am compared to others, how many things are missing, how what I actually do is not really valuable in any way (tbf I'm not expecting to be clapped by that either tho, it's not necessary).

But I'm so tired of waking up each day and feeling so stuck, of feeling so incapable, I don't know where to look anymore... I think...

I think I'm going to take the "easy" route instead... Given the traditional can't yield any fucking benefits.

I just wish I could keep the energy...

There's only two people on the planet that understand me, nay, just one, although even if both did they are both too depressed themselves, I am there for them more than they are for me.

And in many ways it is because, since they are worse, there are a lot more situations to address with them before getting to me, unfortunately I am starting to notice that the friend that does understand low key has trouble listening, as in, they have a tendency to shape the conversation back into themselves, again, because they are dealing with twice as much.

Nevertheless, my issues are the same pathetic constant at this point, the me from two years ago probably said it just as fine as the current me, my small achievements, my personal progress, none of that mattered, not of that had an impact or is having one, and once more I shall be reminded every day, tomorrow, the next day, and so on.

I get that the people around me are also tired, I am rational enough to understand why they can't always be in a hyping and cheering mood, a mood that gives hope, or that extends a hand...

And I personally can't see if that's what I need? I have no clue where to go next, how to do anything, the people "helping" look at me like I should know about something that was never explained to me, just because it seems simple on the surface does not mean I know how to traverse??????

Not like it is their fault anyway, the tag of my intelligence is strong enough - and often real enough - that I could probably figure it out, but it scares me, it makes me uncomfortable, it makes me feel incapable, and therefore I never know where to move, or how to act...

I wish I could get a bit more direct guidance, but I am too ashamed to ask, when I do I'll be dismissed and probably mocked, "me? Really? That's just an excuse to not to anything" what if it is... I may be believing them too.

I have also cornered myself in a spot where no one cares to help, those who care don't know what to say, my therapist literally didn't seem to care (although that was on him, and a first across our history).

I fucking wish I wasn't so judged in my moves. What if one day I wake up and try to do something, I don't want to explain myself, I don't even want to be seen doing it, I don't want anyone to make a snarky annoying comment about it...

I hope you noticed my stupid contradiction of both wanting to be heard and not be seen btw.

I am so useless.

[theold-ultraviolence]

the way this time I switched on the anon so quickly.

also me actually answering immediately after your asks? who is this person?

btw, bestie, do you remember the trip I told I had won with uni? we are finally managing to organize it (more like... the organizers are finally letting us know what is going on) and we have a social dinner.

like not me now going in with the sole purpose of finding my hot ass museum curator boyfriend/girlfriend.

we trying.

oh the photography and setting of the movie I suggested is truly wonderful, and I hope you'll enjoy it! also, yeah I had heard something similar with povs about 'the blind thief' and in all truth, I am very curious about it.

(if you enjoy such a similar narration may I also suggest 'near to the wild heart' by clarice lispector -> it's a whole mess of pure surrealism monologue and I am here for it. also the mc is absolutely feral).

I have always been curious about 'the lady chatterley's lover' but sadly never got around to picking it up so I am adding it to my list of books to but (next week, I am indeed treating myself to an art essay and 'carmilla').

and in all truth: if you don't put 80s song for eddie, are you even an eddie Munson fan?

I am obviously joking but ugh... I love the whole concepts and I shall check them out, because if they are as good as your aemond's own, I am in for a thrill! also I love the whole usage of avenged sevenfold and maneskin for aemond .

(especially their latest album gives me very much museum curator! aemond, 'TIMEZONE').

(also I am glad to know that Italian hasn't been giving you much trouble and that you are enjoying it!)

I SWEAR I MEANT IT IN THE BEST WAY! like he is obviously a pretty boy because he is lithe, but he has this raggedish exterior and I feel like eleaena would definitely match with somebody who is... chiller but also I do think that she'd be fawning onto those muscles and hair... like ma'am, we get you.

oh gods, oh gods. it'd get so unsanitary, your hoodie or sweater to the point that you are trying to like get it out of aemond's hands and he is like 'NO! give it back!' and you are like 'I JUST NEED TO CLEAN IT'. but he refuses to take it back till after a week you are wearing it '... because it isn't just the smell of your soap, it's just... ugh.. you'. like as obsessed as you are with his smell of cigs and cologne he is with your own.

PLS, HE DEFINITELY STILL HAS HER GLOVE (in a secret department because he doesn't trust aemond or his maid) and he has been religiously trying to understand the distinct smell so he can spray it onto his pillow as it's comfortable and it lulls him to sleep (like not in a creepy way but this man gives me very tactile/emotionally linked and he'd absolutely love to be overwhelmed by you).

reader definitely has a small chest with his notes.

(also this reminds me that I need to plot out the next chapter).

ahh I do hope that you'll get your visa and probably tomorrow and in the weekend, I'll go back to searching a place! I got a bit calmer but I am still a bit desperate, but let's not lose hope!

hope your shift from hell will be much chiller and comfortable and have a lovely weekend in advance!

-🌗

Lmao bestie, don't worry! I'm glad you let me post it regardless because it would've been a shame to have to re-write everything you did! Also same goes to me, replying on the same day, look at us! we're thriving.

EEK I do remember!! and I'm so glad about it! also, you're so right for going for the purpose of finding your museum!curator bf or gf, you're so right bestie. I'm gonna be manifesting it and putting all my energies out there for you! what are those trips good for if not for that? lmao! but beyond that, I hope you have an amazing time, get to sight-see a lot and enjoy yourself! It's also exciting to finally have something concrete to get excited about instead of trying to guess if it's gonna happen or not. Now there's something to look forward to!

I'm gonna note that other book rec too! I do enjoy it! I'm always on the lookout for new reads (even if it takes me the longest while to actually reading it. Which is why I've been finding Dracula Daily so fun and convenient lol). Honestly for me, if it has mystery or spooky vibes, and romance, I'm there.

Aaaaaah I'll be happy to hear your thoughts if you do read my Eddie fics (there is absolutely no pressure to do so, btw!). I wish I had written more for him, because I love Aemond, but Eddie just hit all the right spots for me, and he's a character I feel like I can relate to the most because of him being a metalhead and everything. My works were a labor of love for him. But also, TIMEZONE! YES! Whenever I listen to that one, and 'If Not For You' I'm like, that is SO AEMOND-CODED. But Timezone I swear when I listen to it all I can think about is Aemond.

Yes yes yes I love that about Jack as inspo for Elaena's hubby. It has been decided lmao! Also, I've been watching his interviews like crazy and the thing about him is that he has this mischievous energy but a lot of vulnerability and softness to him (his gaze? dreamy) but he also looks like he could punch someone and end them if they mess with him, so this is absolutely perfect. And I can imagine Elaena and Vaella gossiping about their respective hubbies lmao.

Aemond please, the sweater needs to be washed as;dlfjlkjfglkd. I feel like that's when you KNOW he's in deep because I hc him as such a neat freak and clean/organized person, it'd be unlike him to disregard laundry but something about keeping your scent on your hoodie or sweater intact scratches an itch in his lizard brain and he can't help it. He's not giving it back, much less to wash. Nope. Also the glove!!!! trying to discern the scent oh my god, Aemond. I can imagine him googling the different types of scents there is, or smelling other sprays or perfumes he owns so that he can compare them. Or going online, looking at perfumes, and reading the profiles to see if the description of the scents matches. What a nerd. But also what a lovestruck fool :') and also the reader with a chest with his notes I'm - ;fdlsgdlfkgklsj I'm weak. I'm seriously invested in that story!

And thank you so much, dear!! visa procedures are going quicker than expected, so I'm holding on to hope! sending you all the good vibes for when you feel ready to start looking up housing. As always, hope you find time to relax and enjoy yourself, and that you have a good start to the weekend!

#🌗

[woofety]

@valentinaonthemoon tagged me to say 6 random things about myself - thank you, dear, and also grazie, cara!! <333

Let’s start with a thing I actually succeded in doing this year: I finally managed to lose a bit of weight! Last year in November I had enough and started to gradually work out and eat a bit better and I lost almost 19 kg! It was kind of a nightmare, considering my overall lazy and greedy ass and the fact that I haven’t been slim and in shape since I was a little kid, it’s a result I’m rather proud of! I’m still hoping I’ll be able to lose another 5 kg (my aim would be 55kg), but more importantly let’s hope I can mantain it because damn there are periods in which I definitely struggle to eat correctly, especially as in my family we are generally people who enjoy more caloric dishes (so you can imagine the struggle during the festivities, for example), and well, I’m Italian, so yeah, you get the gist, we have pretty good food and recipes here! But I made all this effort to arrive where I am, I have no intention of going back to where I was if I can have a say about it, damn it!

After receiving the thrilling news that “All I want for Christmas” by Mariah Carey is the n.1 hit of these festivities once again, and given that I already couldn’t stand listening to it on the 3rd November, last night I was randomly searching for a metal cover on YT just for to have a laugh about it and I found this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cEy6VCBtALs. Result: I spent the entire evening listening to this madman making metal covers of songs, some of which I never thought they could be conceived! It was an entertaining night for sure!! 

I’m developing an unhealthy (because it might lead me to buy them) love for Funkos - but, I mean, look at these cuties: 

(yes they’re about to leave to Lapland for their next mission :p - you can’t see it in the picture but at where the sign points there are other shelves in which there are little statues of Santa and his elves - beat that as a “magical place” Phil lol )

I don’t even know how this started, the point is I was first gifted with a Dumbledore Funko by a friend (I didn’t really get the reason why Dumbledore since I never expressed a particular preference over him, but whatever, it’s still pretty cute and his gown matches the violet/lilac tone of my bedroom, where he is currenty stationed), then I couldn’t resist buying the Goose Funko I found at Disney Store and, shortly after I started watching Agents of SHIELD and worshipping Melinda May, I found that her Funko existed so after some debating with myself whether I should spend my money in such a trivial way I concluded that I decided to treat myself so I bought her; after that could I leave her all alone? Of course not, so Coulson arrived! At some point I guess I’ll buy Daisy as well so the family is reunited at last! Anyway, all this was to say that I have another mighty need in this department:

CARA DUNE!!!!!!! SHE’S SO FREAKING CUTE HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO STAY AWAY FROM HER?!!?! Well, right now I’m resisting, let’s open bets as to how long it will last lmao!! And there was another one first I fell in love with:

:’D I told you I have a problem! XD

I am here writing this ridicolousness while instead I have to finish decorating a goddamned tea box my mother and I wanted to give as a gift to her friend, and given that according to me it hasn’t turned out so well (I hate rice paper, I repeat, I HATE RICE PAPER), my mother thinks it’s fine, moreover we already struggled a lot but managed to install a forsaken closure because the box originally didn’t have one and the lid didn’t perfectly close the box, so I have to finish this thing instead of following my instinct to throw it in the trash straight away... And what I have to do next is glue a canvas stripe all around the box along with a button and shells... I’m sure I will finally make a mess with the canvas stripe, I’m certain of it, but I’ll have to at least try and pray to be able to give that... thing... to her in a decent state... *sigh* This, if I haven’t screwed up already with the glitters I decided to put in the picture - I don’t know yet, I have to wait until the glue dries... In the meantime I might as well transform in a unicorn for all the glitter I have on me! Oh, not to mention that before I began this project I already was making little pictures that I wanted to hang in my kitchen... Guess with what? RICE PAPER! Why do I inflict these stupid ideas upon myself? *facepalms*

I only recently installed Whatsapp on my phone, despite my annoyance with it, Zuckerberg and so called “social networks” in general (says the one who has been on Tumblr for years, but I don’t really count this one :p ) but it seems that people believe it is easier to communicate this way, instead of sending SMS, and while I have to agree regarding sending pictures or videos, for mere text messages, apart from the character limit per message (something you may guess I have always struggled with :p ), I don’t really see what need there is of another app to communicate with people... Given that the main reason I did it is to contact people for “business” and such and not to use it to send every single stupid thing to friends (I tolerate it as long as it’s occasional and with people I’m close with but I’m generally annoyed by continuous calls and messages so I wouldn’t stand people showering me with tons of messages on a daily basis, something that I sometimes see happening to my parents and friends) and that to friends (who actually already know my “allergy” to all this) I explained once again not to go crazy on me, threatening (even if as a joke) to use the blessed “block” option, I just hope that some people who have my number and I haven’t seen or heard from in a while (and with reason) won’t take this as a suggestion to rekindle anything (it would be also pretty hypocrite from their part, since I haven’t changed my number in years and they theoretically had always had the chance ro call or text me, with or without Whatsapp), because I won’t have any of it!!

I won’t go away for the festivities, apart from maybe a one-day-trip to San Marino for my birthday, as I’ve never seen it during Christmas and I haven’t been there for two years and well, I miss that place, after going for many years for the Medieval fair... I hope I’ll manage to do it! In the meantime I would like to visit again one or two museums in my city, and who knows, hopefully next year is the year in which I finally go visit the Uffizi in Florence - I have wanted to go there for years, but the few times I went to Florence I never managed to take some time to visit the museum; my plan is now to go to Florence just for that and spend the entire day in it, no distractions whatsoever (and on my own, so I can freely visit what I want and at my pace, not having to accomodate the needs of anyone else I travel with)! >:)

#valentinaonthemoon #tag games #sort of #ok I really have to go back to the box #update: the glitters turned out fine and actually they made the picture slightly better covering some imperfections #(lol 'imperfections' is an understatement) #I'm now in the middle of applying the canvas stripe WISH ME LUCK #btw I hope in the next days I'll have a bit more time and energy to reply and comment to posts and messages here #I'd like to already jump to the day following my birthday to hopefully have some more relaxing days #long post

[mx-julien]

cole is strong enough that the weights at dareth's gym aren't actually enough for the kind of workouts he wants to do. fortunately, zane is very heavy and willing to be picked up by cole specifically. cole may die of pure flustered energy but that's ok it was his turn to anyways.

Glacier; Gen

also read on Ao3

P.S. this is s2-ish Cole, who is younger and not very good with things. same with Zane, who is a bit more awkward. also my writing here is a lot more casual, which is not really my style usually just a btw.

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Dareth's Studio isn't the Monastery, but it's more training-friendly than most other places, so it does fine. It does have a big display window at the front, though, so it's better for showing off than being clandestine.

Cole pulls out weights from the rack, sliding them onto the bar one at a time. There's no one else in the main room; everyone else has hobbies to go to on their free days. He, on the other hand, drew this morning and lost all inspiration a few pages in, so weightlifting it is. He used to get a spotter for these things, but now that he's supernaturally gifted with strength, he doesn't need to worry about how much he can lift. The only concern nowadays is how much the gym has to offer him. The ones here total at 200 lbs, which is pretty good, but still a light workout.

Cole catches himself staring out the window. Jay and Nya are usually game for balancing on the barbells, but they're out on a date right now.

A door opens behind him.

It's Zane. The last time Cole had seen him, he'd been in pajamas making breakfast for everyone. Apparently those responsibilities never get the day off. Now, he's in a light blue button down with the sleeves rolled up and top button fastened. That and the khaki pants he's wearing are probably pretty hot, but he never seems to mind much with the temperature unless he's literally on fire or surrounded by lava.

Zane still has a hand on the doorknob, "I hope I'm not interrupting," he has that little side smile on and Cole's trying to figure out what he was even doing before- Weights, right.

"No no, of course not," he moves to lean on the wall, "I was just getting ready to-" he gestures at the bar in front of him, "What's up?" he looks up and attempts to smile nonchalantly.

Zane glances at the weights and walks into the room fully, "Oh, I was-" he stops for a second - probably thinking about whatever it is he's heading off to do - and then resumes, "You're the only one that's off on their own today, so I figured I'd see if you wanted any company."

"Oh yeah! That'd be great, I'm- um," he looks around the room, "Well, I'm working out right now, but-" He can't just invite him out somewhere, can he? It'd probably be too forward. Cole shuffles his feet and glances back at him.

"I don't mind," he moves sit on a chair next to the wall, "I just thought I might keep you company. No need to stop," he crosses his legs, "For me."

He'd do a lot more for him, honestly, with sharing the gym equipment being somewhere close to the bottom of the list. He stares for a moment, "You know, if you want to lift weights, you can use these. They're not enough for me to workout with, anyways, and a day off won't make me deflate."

Zane smiles at that, setting his hands on his knee, "I'm not interested in working out. I'm just here to keep you company," he cocks his head a little to the side, "Like I said."

While he's working out? Why would he do that? It's nice, maybe, but a little awkward for the both of them. He relents, though, because Zane might be using this as an excuse to be around others if he can't admit it to himself. Better awkward than lonely, so he bends down to grab the bar, "Okay. Cool. I'll just," Did these things get heavier since he last used them? "Get started then."

~*~

After twenty minutes or so of lifting, he's sweaty, drops tickling his chest and soaking the back of his tank top. All his black ones are in the wash right now, so he probably looks disheveled in his sheet white top. He's not as tired as he should be after lifting 200 pounds, and the empty weights rack mocks him from across the room.

Zane, however, is still sitting there and seems to have spaced out when he was looking over at Cole. He shifts his gaze to Cole's face as he sets the bar down, though, so he's not out of it entirely. He smiles a little again, "Water?"

"Yeah, I've got some," he grabs his water bottle and sits down on the floor near Zane's chair, "Not that tired, though," he sets his bottle down, having drained it, "Dareth doesn't have enough weights for that," he looks over and smiles at Zane. Now's probably the most casual time to bring up something else to do. Maybe the park or the bookstore or-

"That's about 200 pounds, isn't it?"

"Yeah," where is he going with this? He's considerate, so he might've ordered new weights to be delivered or looked up gyms in the area with a serious lifting area.

"I could help, if you'd like. I'm about 400 pounds, after all," he's tapping his chin in thought, a habit he's picked up since they watched some old black and white detective movies, and doesn't notice that Cole's frozen in place, "I have a great sense of balance, too," he smirks, locking eyes with him.

He's messing with him. That's all. He's gotten more of a sense of humor now, that's all. Even though he didn't always know when to use it. Like now, he's just using his sense of humor in a weird context, that's it.

Cole's probably sweating again, though this time it's not from exercising, "I mean- you could- I would probably-" He couldn't just ask him to balance on the bar, he'd practically have to hold it vertical for that to make sense and then Zane would just be wrapped around it like a- a koala. He'd look ridiculous. The only thing that would make sense would be-

"For this to work," he stands up, brushing invisible dust off his pants, "You'll need to pick me up." He's looking down at Cole, who has set his water bottle down.

"Um," very eloquent and, he can feel a slight warm tingling in his cheeks, subtle. What's going to happen next? Accidentally asking him on a date?

Zane's eyebrows pop up and he starts laughing, "Is that so strange? I figure it's not so strange since we're frequently in close quarters."

Of course he'd see it like that. "Close quarters" aren't the issue here. It's the little bug Cole's caught that, when in some situations with Zane, make him turn red and limbs suddenly have minds and directions of their own.

"Well, only if you really don't mind, I guess," he's weak, so weak. It's just been a bit since they got to hang out, is all. He looks over at his water bottle again, smoothing his thumbs over the drops of condensation.

"I don't mind," Zane stands up and Cole scrambles the tiniest bit to join him, willing away the blush.

"Of course, yeah, okay," he stands still for a moment, then realizes that Zane can't initiate being picked up, "I'm going to, uh."

Zane walks over to him and hesitates slightly before putting his arm around Cole's neck, though he avoids his gaze at the last second, "This better?"

Well, maybe he can. He just initiated something. It's probably unintentional, though, so Cole doesn't try to make it weird. Zane's probably just been watching Dareth's collection of Schwarzenegger movies. He nods, trying to avoid saying anything since his voice would sound as dry as it feels. He wraps his right arm around Zane's waist and bends down to pick his legs up from behind the knees.

He stumbles for a moment and takes a second to catch himself. There's saying 400 pounds, and then there's picking up 400 pounds. Forgetting about his poorly-timed complexion change,  Cole closes his eyes, focusing entirely on breathing.

~*~

It's only when he feels like his arms are starting to shake that he sets Zane down again. He would go longer, but dropping a 400 pound person isn't great for the person themselves or the floor beneath them.

Cole grunts; he walks over to the water bottle refill station and leans on it. Looking at Zane, he realizes that he's trying not to laugh, "What? I'm thirsty."

"You said you weren't tired beforehand. I've seen you hold up a half ton for ten minutes and then take down half an army."

He groans, "Okay, so maybe I was tired," he chugs the whole bottle, then places it back on the refill place, "Two hundred pounds isn't nothing, you know."

"That's not what you said earlier," oh, so he's being obstinate now.

"We haven't had the right equipment for months, now. You can sue me."

"I'll consider it," he nods and walks over to the door.

Now's the time. Cole stands up straight, failing to look more composed but he does feel the slightest bit more confident now, "Hey, um-"

Zane stops and looks over his shoulder, a little flustered. It occurs to Cole that there's a chance that Zane might've thought that he wouldn't want to spend more time with him after that. That needs to be corrected.

He smiles slightly, "Once I'm done showering, if you don't have anything else to do, we could go to the bookstore?"

Zane turns fully around and Cole sees his eyes widen a fraction.

"I mean, you just kept me company while I was working out and I figured- since you helped me that we could go to the bookstore and I could pay, if you'd like."

At that, Zane cocks his head to the side, wrinkling his nose a little, "You don't need to repay me," he sounds like he's referring to some inside joke, a payment that he received that they're both aware of, but all Cole really did was work out in the same room as him and use him as a weight. On what world is that fun?

"Yeah, but I want to," he downs the refilled water bottle, "Okay, I'm going to shower off and we can take the 3 PM bus to the shop, that okay? You don't have any other plans?"

"Nope," Zane puts his hands in his pockets, turning to examine the scene out the front shop window. He's back to his, more quiet self. His personality seems to fluctuate a bit these days, as he's absorbing more media and seeing others experience more of the emotional spectrum. It's really endearing.

"Great," Cole grabs a fresh towel and jogs to the bathroom door, "Be right back!"

He jumps into the shower and who can blame him if he rushes through it? He has somewhere to be, after all.

///

did Zane just walk in because he wanted to ogle Cole on his day off? yes, yes he did. please let him crush on Cole in peace. and, oh Cole, sometimes you're really aware and other times you're... not.

next fic is longer (and actually in my writing style, unlike this abomination) and about Zane and Lloyd's methods of being strategist and leader, respectively. sometimes they have to be creative when it comes to plans. again, Zane is very heavy and occasionally that can come in handy. there's a dick joke! Sensei Garmadon! elevators! it's here!

#ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago headcanons #ninjago fanfiction #glacier #glaciershipping #zane julien #cole brookstone #zane x cole #mentioned jaya #mentioned nya smith #mentioned jay walker #weightlifting but flirty #LRGwritesthings

[inessencedevided]

(You can find the set that this gif belongs to here 💙)

From planning to posting, share your process for making creative content!

To continue supporting content makers, this tag game is meant to show the entire process of making creative content: this can be for any creation.

RULES: When your work is tagged, show the process of its creation from planning to posting, then tag 5 people with a specific link to one of their creative works you’d like to see the process of. Use the tag #showyourprocess so we can find yours

I was tagged by @aheartfullofjolllly. thank you so much Pat! it was really fun to reflect about my own process 💗 You can find her post here and @lan-xichens' post that started it all here :)

Also thank you @huigusu 🥰 (who tagged me for my nie brothers set) I'll get to that one in a few days!

Now Pat gave me two sets to chose from to show my process, so obviously I chose the more complicated one :P

I only work in Photoshop CC 2018. I know that there are programs out there for easier cutting and sharpening but I have only just figured out how to do that in PS and I am too lazy to figure out any other programs right now xD

1. Idea and Planning

This set, like most of my sets with lyrics started with me reading the poem, clutching my heart and going "oh shit this fits my favourite characters!!". The idea actually started with me thinking that the first stanza of the poem would go really well with wwx during the burial mounds arc. Then I realized that the last stanza fits lwj better than him and from there came the idea to contrast the both of them next to each other. This is when I realized I wanted to do a dark-light contrast set, though I did not know that I would go with red and blue at that time. My idea in the beginning was just to do a black and white set

I was really impressed by how Pat said that she plans her sets around exact timestamps. Because I don't do that at all ^^ I just get ideas for which scenes would fit (in this case the wwx burial mounds scenes and lwj's kneeling and punishments scene) and then I watch the scenes to narrow them down.

Back when I made this set, I still used a screenrecorder (AceThinker Screen Grabber Pro to be precise. They have a test version that allows you to record up to 3 minutes) and recorded the scenes I needed from Netflix. This worked well enough but now I have the entire show saved on an external drive and it makes a world of difference when it comes to gif sharpness

Now, in this case I had to repeat this step once because when I was almost finished, I realized that I wanted a gif for the lwj corner but let's pretend I didn't do that and that's the way this gif was always going to look because otherwise this post will be way too long ^^

2. Creation

Short disclaimer: The creation process for this gifset was anything but linear. Multiple effects I used here were things I had never tried before. I just had a vague idea and tried to realize it through trial and error. So whenever I say "then I did xyz", it is implied that I ultimately went back to that step several times and changed stuff ^^

I started with the Wei Wuxian part of the gif. I usually use a frame rate of 0,06 (with some variation depending on gif length and size). I work in timeline so I converted all the layers to a smart layer. Then I resized the gif into a square, leaving big chunks of the gif empty (as can be seen below.) I flipped the gif horizontally, so he is looking inwards. This was simple because I felt it fitted the composition better. Then I imported the Lan Wangji part of the gif, again with a frame rate of 0,06. (Image 2)

After that I created a layer for masking in a separate PS document by rotating a square until it was point down (is that a rhombus?). I sized it to match my gif (540x540 pxl) and copied it over. (Image 3) a bit of masking magic and ta da! There's the basic layout (Image 4)

I put a layer of solid black behind wwx to get rid of the transparent bits (Image 5) and then started adding more white and black to both sides by adding solid whit and black layers that i put masks on and changed the opacity as i needed (Image 6)

("reading" direction: from the upper left to the lower right corner)

Then I fiddled with the colours a bit. The first thing I always do is using the curves layer to get more contrast. Then I use the colour balance tool and the selective colouring tool to get rid of that cql-typical cyan tint after that it's just trying to have it look "natural" while the colours still fit the overall scheme. This was difficult here because wei Wuxian’s side of the gif was very dark and when i turned up the saturation to see which colour dominated it was a very weird mixture of multiple colours. That's when i decided that I'd just go with red on his side, since lwj's side was already so blue and those to look great as contrasts.

After that just came a lot of fiddling with selective colour layers and brightness and contrast unti I has happy. There really wasn't much to it ^^. (Image 1)

After that I added the text. I knew I wanted the two lines to for a square of some kind. So I tried different fonds until I arrived at the one below. The two lines are in seperate layers so I could move them around and change the spacing between the letters until I was happy with the layout. I also changed the layer mode for the text to "difference" (is that what it's called in english? my PS is set to german sorry ^^), keeping their colour white. (Image 2)

I originally hadn't planned adding anything else but I felt like the gifs (plural because I switched between the gifs of this set) was still kind of empty and lacking, so I added the tear down the middle (a tutorial for that is either coming up later or already posted. I recently got an ask for this :)) (Image 3)

It still felt empty after that, so I tried different overlays. Okay no, first I wasted a lot of time on different free image sides but then I tried out different ones until I chose the one you can see in the finished gif. I liked that one because a) I felt the round shape was a nice contrast to all the straight lines already there and b) because once I applied a black and white filter to it and switched the layer setting to "difference" (again, i hope this is the correct translation) it looked a bit like a moon. (Gif at the top)

("reading" direction: from left to right)

And that's it! :)

Although in general, these gifs took so much fiddling! I went back and forth between them a lot and sometimes almost redid the entire thing because I had no idea what I was doing in the beginning and by the time I noticed an error, the only way to fix it was ti redo everything. So yeah, this set definitely is the the one that took me the longest out of all the ones I've posted so far.

3. Posting

I save all my gifs to my drafts first to see what they look like put together and to check if they look any different on mobile. Usually i do this several times and change stuff until I'm happd enough with it to hit post. Once i am happy enough, i can't hold back. Doesn't matter if it's at a time when nobody is online, i hit post 😅

And that's it!

Tagging:

@lanwuxiann for this gifset (I adore it so much. I've looked at it and read it severat times since you posted it and the poem just kills me every time!)

@suibianjie for this gifset (The combination of static images and gifs in your gifs is always absolutely perfect! This one is only my favourite of yours because the light coming from behind wwx is just so pretty!!! ^^)

@sweetlittlevampire for this piece (It was soooo hard to pick a piece of yours because I have so many favourites! But this one is just so out if this world, I want to know how you worked that magic :D)

@wei-gege for this set (sparkling shijie! 😭 that set is so incredibly beautiful! I love how you matched the colour of the overlay with her dress!)

@purplexedhuman for this set (your gifs are always incredible! I chise this one because it showcases both your colouring skills and some really intricate effects)

If any of you have already been tagged or don't have the time or energy for this, obviously no pressure to do this at all! 🥰

(btw, I originally tried to place the actual text of this under a "read more" cut but somehow it always messed with the order of the images, so this ended up as a rather long post. sorry!)

#showyourprocess #tag game #the untamed #sophie rambles #long post

[hiimbloblos]

I'll get you later

5.8k words || death tw || blood tw || things may get a bit more graphic than intended

Bloop! Special thanks to @12u3ie and @mleemwyvern on HCHC discord (btw you should totally join because there are so many talented and supportive people) for beta-reading! Fume was inspired by this Tango/EvilXisuma Fusion designed by @homeskllet

All my works are here 💜✨

Headcanons/ideas used:

Tango has mechanical eyes, which are powered by redstone and his sight worsens if not powered for long enough. Not plot-relevant, I just think it's cool

Evil X can't respawn by himself. He is not a normal player, but an-evil-clone-who-turned-out-to-be-good-in-the-end-etc. It's just harder for him to get pulled out of the death void.

Also yes in case of death you are sent to the void and you are given an energy boost so you can rush back alive. The atmosphere is dead and cold in there, so hermits don't really stay for a long time. It's easy for players to get out the void, as if you simply press a button ;).

In-game chat = communicators

Hermits still can skip the night via 'Multiplayer sleep'. But only the ones who were in bed during that time get a full rest, while hermits who weren't in bed get only half the energy, which is enough to get to bed next night. '*hermit_name* went to sleep.' messages still show up.

Offline = not connected to in-game chat; online = connected to in-game chat.

There are SO MANY POSSIBILITIES for this fusion trope!! You can have it all! Angsty bits with Tango realising that EX is not, in fact, okay after being banned by Xisuma???? YOU CAN HAVE THAT. Derpy and hilarious bits because it's Tango and EX we're talking about?????? WHY NOT!!? This one is a more of a comedic fic, so I hope u like

Upd a few days later: no nope it's the first one it's angsty bits oh god oh fuck-- Also I got carried away and it's not a Fume-exclusive story. Whoops :p

— You gotta be kidding me. Tell me you're kidding me. — EX looked away from the madman, fixing his helmet in its place.

— I am no-o-ot! — Tango swung his hand in the air, mocking EX with his voice changer, — 'Oh look, I am Evil X, I am an evil human, I am doing evil things, but too scared to help Tango with his evil killificators, aargh!'

— FINE, fine! You should be grateful that I'm good now, — EX jokingly pushed Tango's shoulder, making him giggle with excitement. This was... Promising and concerning at the same time. Who knows what's going on in the brain of that red-eyed madman.

— Behold! A fusing and unfusing (I hope) machine, my uh... Fusionificator! — Tango grabbed EX's shoulder and waited, as the confused man cautiously looked over the whole mechanism, where gears stopped in place and liquids calmly bubbled in flasks and tubes. The color was mainly... Red.

— Is that blood? — EX pointed at the tubes and was met with a jokingly judging glare of mechanical eyes.

— No, I'm not that crazy, — he exhaled in amusement, — That's potions and stuff, I learned a few tricks and bits from Stress, that's it. But come to think of it, blood would look cool, — Tango laughed at how even the helmet couldn't hide EX's shocked face.

— You are not making it any better, you know that, you mad scientist? — EX brushed off the hand from his shoulder and crossed his arms, — Why do you need my help anyway? Want me to become a test subject? You should've asked one of your pals, they would be perfect for it, — it's not like EX didn't already agree to help, but he couldn't help but add a few prickly comments.

— You were closer AND online, — Tango shrugged, but then pointed at the armoured chestplate with a cheeky grin, — Also you are not considered to be an entity of its own, aren't you? Quite an interesting bud!

— What makes me so--

— Just get in already! — EX got pushed into the big tube. Tango got on the other side and pushed a few buttons, audibly voicing each push with 'beep's and 'boop's. Then, he menacingly grabbed the big lever, which probably shouldn't have been this oversized, — You ready?

— Probably not?!--

— Too bad! — Tango swiftly pushed the lever and jumped inside the other tube. Flasks started bubbling more aggressively and gears started to creak in movement.

— Is it too late to tell you that I'm concerned about the fact that you called this machine a 'Killificator' earlier? — EX shouted over the sound of whirling mechanisms and liquids.

— Yes! But you can just respawn if something goes wrong, can't you?!

— I will not be able to respawn, Tango! — a shaking voice with a panicky tone reached blonde's ears, — You know I'm not like--

— You what--?!

Lots of memories flooded the mind. They were both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. The whole body was a bit tingly, a feeling of uncertainty crawling through.

A man has stepped out of the tube in the middle, tripping on his own legs and almost falling on the floor. He looked at himself. Black-red costume, massive boots. Everything looked a lot... Shorter. Was he taller or was it the boots?..

— I... I think it worked. I'm not... Not dead, — he looked around and didn't find anyone in the other two tubes. As well, he didn't find any reflective surface to look at his appearance. Tango lived near an ocean, didn't he? That still doesn't excuse him from not having a proper mirror...

— Well would you look at that! — the reflection in the water showed a long-haired human with a very expressive LED helmet. It didn't change his voice, though, so it wasn't as intimidating. An attempt to take the helmet off resulted in discovery of long red nails. There wasn't anything special about them... Except for the fact that they were much, much tougher than simple human nails. The hair had a beautiful gradient from almost white to dark yellow with hair tips burnt a bit. The helmet was off and the man could finally look at himself, — I'm so fabulous... I'm so fabulous!! Look at these golden locks and these tough stylish armoured boots! You can kick someone into another universe with boots like that! Spikes! — he touched the tips to check if they were sharp, — Ouch! Stabby things! Do you see that, Tango?-- I mean EX-- I mean... — a lost stare scratched around the surroundings, looking for... something. Maybe an answer, maybe-- — We are now... I am now someone new...

— Let's see... — Fusion put the helmet back on and looked back at the shaky reflection in the water. Red LEDs took a second to turn on. The helmet looked at itself through the reflection. Blinked a few times. Brows appeared and wiggled a bit, then suddenly disappeared, — It's fantastic... Sad?.. — red tears showed up on the screen, falling under the mask, — Angry! — red eyes broke into fire, burning wildly, — Happy! — Fusion giggled and helmet showed excited eyes with black stars in them, — Very happy! — Hair started smouldering and fumes rose up to the skies, — What the!?-- — Fusion panicked, took off the helmet and, following the very first thought that came to mind, dumped his head in the water. That seemed to put off the smoking hair. What was that with all those... Fumes? Was it because he got too excited? Fumes, huh...

— Fume! — the answer came really quick, — Our-- My name is now Fume! — he stood up and looked back at Toon Towers. His hair was a wet mess, got burnt a bit, but he was pretty happy with the discovery of his new awesome name. Fume reflexively took out the communicator and checked the chat.

<Tango> X, can I grab EX from you?

<EvilXisuma> You can ask me directly, I'm not dependent on that derpball

<Xisuma> yeah sure

<Xisuma> he wasn't helpful anyways

<EvilXisuma> Speak for yourself

<Tango> meet me at the shopping district then

MumboJumbo went to bed. Sweet dreams

<Keralis1> Where's Bubbles when you need him?

<BDoubleO100> I'd let you know that beds don't work in the Nether!

Tango was killed by [Unintentional World Design]

EvilXisuma was killed by [Unintentional World Design]

<Xisuma> what are you doing!

<Xisuma> don't do that!

<cubfan135> UNintentional?? you can do that??

<MumboJumbo> I'm surprised that death message wasn't from Scar

<GoodTimeWithScar> hey!

BDoubleO100 left the chat

BDoubleO100 joined the chat

Xisuma whispers to you: Tango you at your base? is EX okay?

Fume was amused by those chat messages. Unintentional World Design sounded hilarious. Did Tango really push this world's code to its limits? But why is there a death message in the first place? Probably because communicators couldn't detect their owners… Fume started tapping on the communicator.

<EvilXisuma> yep

<Tango> yep

That was interesting. Why are the messages doubled? Wait a minute… Fuse checked his pockets, but didn't find another communicator. Did these communicators fuse? If so, why do they not detect Fume as a separate being? Is it because he wasn't registered?

<Xisuma> need any help?

<EvilXisuma> nope

<Tango> nope

<EvilXisuma> But you gotta see this!

<Tango> But you gotta see this!

<Xisuma> why are you writing the same messages...

<EvilXisuma> Keralis can I come to your base?

<Tango> Keralis can I come to your base?

<Keralis1> just don't destroy anything

<EvilXisuma> No promises!

<Tango> No promises!

Fume dropped the communicator inside one of the pockets and swaggered back to Toon Towers. He couldn't believe it worked. Will he be able to unfuse?... He didn't want to think about it right now.

— A bit dusty and forgotten, buut... — a blanket, covering something big, got gracefully thrown onto the concrete floor. The reveal was grand: a speedy motorcycle with shiny stickers and a few scratches was carefully laid onto its left side. Tango made it before creating Decked Out, mainly because he didn't know what else to do. He didn't really show or tell anyone about it, because there weren't any roads to roam around. But now, with Keralis's city almost built up, it would serve as a wonderful opportunity for Fume to introduce himself to the hermits, right?

— I can't see anyone, — Keralis was standing on one of the buildings, looking up at the skies, trying to find two flying figures. But there weren't any. In fact, there wasn't even a single distant sound of a rocket going off.

— Me too, — Xisuma sighed and checked his communicator. Nothing. He walked to the edge of the building, hands behind his back, steps strict and straight. He yawned and looked down to the streets. After HCCBS happened, Cleo has been filling an empty city with armour stands, which made it look really nice and lively. You could tell that it was Cleo's work: the overall view looked lively and calm, but mini armour stands were falling and getting eaten here and there.

A sudden loud noise took off-guard people on the roof. It wasn't nearly as close to the sound of a rocket. It was more... rough; more violent.

— What was that? — Keralis asked, hoping Xisuma would know. Bee armour just shrugged and started to search the roads.

— There! — he pointed down to a roaming motorcycle, which slowed down to find someone except... creepy armour stands. Xisuma sent off a rocket to show his location and in a few moments the motorcycle stopped under the building. A person jumped off the vehicle and, with a cracking sound of rockets, flew up from the ground.

— Hi! — the person swiftly jumped on top of the roof and waved his hand, unsure of what to say, — It's uhh... Me, Fume! Tango built a machine that can fuse stuff together and decided to test it with EX!

— Wot?! — Xisuma's accent somehow became more British, showing his astonishment.

— We fused! — Fume cheerfully raised his hands in the sky.

— So THAT was the unintentional world design?! — Xisuma opened the communicator on his left forearm to check something.

— I mean If you put it that way, then yes, it wasn't intended, — Fume caught Xisuma's concerned look and backed off, — But everything went fine, didn't it? Nobody died in the process! I don't think those death messages in the chat were... Actual deaths, you know?

— Well I can't see anyone in the void either, so... I guess that's fine? — X realised what he said and shook his head, – Wh- no, it's experimenting on humans, that's NOT fine! Tango what have you done?!

– First of all, my name is Fume, – he bowed down in a sort of joking clownish style to present himself. Xisuma sighed tiredly, but hearing how Keralis giggled a bit, he tried not to take this situation as serious anymore. Tango, despite being a bit crazy with his inventions, still knew what consequences may occur. Most of the time. Xisuma was hoping it was one of those times, – Second of all, I think Tango himself would explain the whole thing better, because my memories are a jumbled mess of bits and sticks from their brains, – Fusion stood still for a moment, actively searching for info in his head. His face lit up and Xisuma knew that he 'remembered' something, – Despite that, I feel like I know a little bit. Tango was experimenting with fusing things around his base. But then two bees somehow ended up in the fusion machine and Tango... and he... Hm, give me a minute to remember... there was one big bee and... ack!.. – Fume took off the helmet, put a hand on his head and rubbed his forehead, – Whatever he did makes my brain hurt. This feeling is... familiar, for some reason... Did Tango or EX have sudden headaches?

– I think neither of them did... – Keralis scratched his head, – Although Tango did complain that he had massive headaches, but those were the result of him not taking a break from his projects for a long time. He was just exhausted. I can't say anything about EX though... Shishwammy?

– I... – he stuttered for a second, as if debating whether he should or shouldn't tell them everything, – I uh... Yes, EX did, in fact, have sudden headaches, but I didn't ask him about them. Mainly because he probably wouldn't tell me the reason behind them, that stubborn rapscallion.

– I am still here and I can hear you just fine, X, – Fume crossed his arms on his chest and scoffed. That definitely hurt his feelings, even though he wasn't EX himself, – Maybe he would tell you if he could believe you after you-- ack!-- – he grabbed his head and tried to squeeze out the sudden pain. Xisuma flinched to offer help, but Fusion stopped him, – Don't-- Let's just change the subject so my brain won't hurt, shall we?

– I don't know if I can think of anything after that, – Keralis gently grabbed Fume's shoulder, noticing how he began to panic and his hair started to smoulder, – Are you sure you're okay? Y-your hair is--

– Yes-yep-totallyfine – Fusion flinched away from Keralis and tripped over the edge of the building, falling on his back.

– Uh- wait!-- – Keralis rushed to the edge, followed by Xisuma. A loud splat on the ground was followed by a double ding of communicators, – He'll respawn, right?

– Tango? Most definitely. Fume? No idea. EX? I'll have to grab him out of the death void manually, – Xisuma looked down and noticed a lost figure in a pool of quickly disappearing blood, – Is that Tango?

– It sure looks like it is... – Keralis looked at the forgotten helmet, then at Xisuma and they nodded to each other. They glided down one after another and were met by seriously confused Tango.

He was sitting on the ground, mind switching between flashing thoughts and blank spaces. When hermits landed near him, he couldn't hear them at first, white noise blocking any sounds. He tried to focus his eyes on something-- anything, but it felt like he forgot how his own eyes work.

– ...ango! – he could finally hear how Keralis called his name and sighed in relief as white noise was leaving his ears.

– I'm not deaf, don't scream at me, jeez! – Tango teased. While Keralis relaxed at the thought that his friend was his usual self, Xisuma kept fidgeting with Fume's helmet, worry leaking through dense bee armour. Tango looked around, – Where's EX?

– Tango, when you encountered fused bees, what did you do to them? – Xisuma looked at his communicator and started to frantically type something on the screen.

– Their buzzing was driving me insane, so my only logical solution was to-- ouch! – a phantom pain striked through his brain, but it wasn't as rough as when Tango was... Fume, if that makes sense, – I killed that giant buzzing bee and was about to continue working on the machine, but... Not only did the buzz not stop, it doubled! There were two bees buzzing around the machine, as if they had a beehi-- – Tango stopped himself. You could basically hear how his brain was connecting the dots to reveal the whole picture, – Remind me to kill Etho later.

– Will do! – cheerfully said Keralis, while Xisuma was still busy with his communicator, – But what happened next?

– Nothing much, I just killed the remaining bees. I uh... Sorry for killing bees? – Tango looked at the man in the bee armour, who just waved a 'That's fine, I don't really care right now', – About EX...

– What about him? – Xisuma was unusually quick to react. He used to wait and choose his words, but this reaction took off-guard even himself, so he cleared his throat as if nothing happened and continued typing, – I need to take him out of the void now, so if you have something to say, go ahead.

– Did you argue about anything before he left to the shopping district today? – Tango finally gained control of his mechanical eyes and focused them on Keralis, who took Fume's helmet from Xisuma so he could type on his communicator. Builder just shrugged and now two hermits were looking at the man in the bee armour.

– Maybe... – his voice was giving away his concern and worry, – What did he tell you?

– Nothing, really. It was just... When we were Fume, something about our-- uhh-- 'feelings' towards you was off. I know that he tried to destroy the server a couple of times, but in the end he turned out to be fine and you became buddies, didn't you? Yes, he's still a bit stubborn and you have some reason to dislike each other due to his past actions, although--

– Tango, why do you think he was absent for such a long time? – Xisuma tiredly sighed, – I... I didn't want to tell anyone about this, but I banished him into the void. I killed him and did not come back for him. He can't respawn by himself, he simply doesn't have enough, I don't know, 'force' like others do. Clones like EX and Helsknight can't respawn by themselves. I don't know why it functions like that, and, frankly, I was too much of a coward to try and change anything about it, – he rubbed his neck and looked away from hermits. It was... Quite a reveal, to say the least, – And yes, we did argue before you asked me to borrow him. He refused to sleep at night and it led to him being more annoying and... Argh! – he helplessly gestured around, – I just wanted to make his life better than what was the void... To make up for what I've done... I... – Xisuma looked back at two hermits, who had... complicated feelings towards his friend. He clenched his fists and forced a shaky sigh, – I hope that answers your question, Tango.

– And you said that I was a wrongen for experimenting with the fusion machine... – redstoner remembered the "I will not be able to respawn, Tango!", cried out with a shaking panic in his voice. He shuddered at the thought. That's why it hurt the brain to even think about dying. That's why EX was concerned about the 'Killificator' name and potions looking bloody red.

– You told us all that EX just decided to 'take a holiday'! That he 'wanted to take a break from destroying worlds'! Shishwammy, I don't think you have the right idea of a holiday! – Keralis held the helmet closer to himself, as if someone was trying to take it away from him. Xisuma wanted to say something, but got interrupted, – What are you waiting for?! Go and get him out of there! I can't believe you abandoned EX like that!

Void

Empty

Crippling

Doubting

Quiet

Well, too quiet

So quiet that you can hear your thoughts

It's terrifying

They are terrifying

EX knew that feeling far too well. At first, void gives a massive energy boost to help respawn, so the person would be fully ready to create and fight, or to retrieve lost items. That's how void worked for hermits. Not for clones like EX. It gave him energy, but seeing as he can't respawn and nobody is coming to get him, void started consuming his whole body with its vines, breaking the armour and slowly draining all the energy he had. It's slow, it's quiet, it's scary and it's not pleasant in the slightest. When there was no energy left, void just tossed him away, empty and emotionless. He could see dead hermits appear and respawn and no matter how hard he wanted to scream for help, he couldn't even whisper. His voice was completely gone and that made him feel even worse. A perfect victim for hungry depressing thoughts. They tore his soul apart as his tears streamed down his face, drowning him in his own helmet and leaking through the broken vizor.

That's how X retrieved him. Broken, empty, emotionless. Armour - cracked, reactions - none. EX remembers how he woke up one morning, whole body aching at the smallest of movements. Tired. Alone. He called, "X… Xisuma?", but only heard the sound of a closing door. There are blank spaces instead of memories of what happened before or after that.

He really wanted to help Xisuma with farms and buildings. It's not his fault that the latest farms are all about getting heads from creatures by beheading them. Every time a creature is killed, there's a chance its body won't disappear. That's when... Well, it's quite obvious what happens next, isn't it?

Vines grabbed EXs body, ready to steal his energy. He didn't resist, it was pointless. Soon it will cover him from head to toe, making him unable to move.

EX wasn't sure how much time had passed when he got banished for the first time, but it felt like an eternity. It... gave him some time to think. He remembered the day of his banishment as if it was just a few days ago, simply because that was his last memory of reality and... Xisuma.

– Thinkin' about destroying the wooorld~ – EX cheerfully joked for the eighth time of that day. Xisuma held his breath and clenched the axe in his hands. They went chopping trees, and EX wasn't being very cooperative. More of an annoyance that just so happened to offer his help. There was no denying that he was, in fact, helpful, because Xisuma alone probably wouldn't get as much wood this fast, but the annoying attitude of his evil self was getting on his nerves. Lack of sleep and only half the energy didn't help either, X was just more derpy, less focused and easily annoyed. Bdubs appeared online a few days ago, so Xisuma left his bed at home to have space for an additional stack of wood.

– Would you please stop it with your annoyance, – Xisuma tried to keep his cool, but was failing miserably, hands clenching on a sturdy wooden handle. He forced his eyes shut and slowly exhaled. It felt like if you touch him, he'd chop someone's head off instead of a tree. When he opened his eyes, EX was right in front of him, looking directly through the vizors.

– Nope! I'm bored, – EX straightened and yawned, – Destroying the world seems like a much more fun activity than chopping down the same tree over and over, – he reached to grab Xisuma's hand with the communicator on it to write a few commands, – I'll just play a bit and then we can continue--

EX got interrupted by a sudden push, forcing him to fall on his back. He looked up and saw Xisuma standing on top, hands holding an axe with a dead-hard grip.

– Go and play without me, I'll get you later, – EX froze in terror for a moment as Xisuma swiftly raised the axe up, gaining force. A loud scream tore apart the silence of the forest, followed by a sloppy sound of an axe breaking a skull.

– What's wrong, X? – Tango was still sitting on the ground, looking at the lost man in the bee armour, – If you want, I can get EX myself, – he took out his communicator.

– Don't!-- – Xisuma flinched away from his thoughts and started frantically placing his items into a shulkerbox, misplacing them out of nervousness, – I should be the one to free him, I should be--

– He will forgive you, – Keralis spoke up, still holding the helmet close to himself, – I know you feel like a traitor, but I'm sure he would just be happy to respawn and live.

Xisuma waited a bit and finally nodded. Keralis was probably right. Probably. X couldn't be sure. He placed the final item in the shulker, closed it and put it in the enderchest. He was still debating on what to say to EX, but was overall ready to spend some time in the cold void. X once again opened his communicator and wrote a /kill command.

– I uh… Thank you. I promise I won't be long. I'll probably respawn at my base and I can't take that helmet with me, so… Would you mind? – he pointed at the helmet and hermits nodded. Xisuma quickly exhaled and proceeded with the command. Sudden pain rushed through his body, killing him instantly.

– You think they'll be alright? – Tango finally stood up, leaning on the leftover shulkerbox. Keralis nodded a quick "I'm sure", helping his fellow hermit, who was somewhat surprised by something, – Aww man! I'm short again! Fume was a lot taller, and he had those massive shin-kicking boots and…

Xisuma was met by a freezing cold emptiness and was instantly given an energy boost. He searched around and, to no surprise, found what-- who he was looking for. A floating body, alone in the endless darkness of void, in the grasp of its life-draining vines. This view was… new to X. Last time he found his evil self, he was just floating mindlessly, not reacting to anything…

– EX! – Xisuma flew closer and waved his arm in front of the broken vizor, trying to get attention. Zero reaction genuinely scared him, – Noo, don't tell me you died here and I'll have to find you in a voider void. Please, react! – he took off the helmet and a few big blobs of tears floated up. He quickly grabbed EXs shoulders and checked his breath. A faint exhale sent shivers down his spine and he himself exhaled in relief.

He lifted up EX and rushed back alive, hoping it would work. It did: EX suddenly became heavier as gravity returned and X almost fell on his respawn bed. It was placed in a freshly built room inside the leaning sword tower. He laid down the human from his arms onto the said bed and checked the chat. EX still wasn't connected, good. That meant nobody would bother with unnecessary questions. Xisuma looked at the time: it was almost night. As much as it might've sped up the process, he decided that EX simply wouldn't be able to handle the wonders of this world's energy spreading. So, he did what he thought was the best choice: he disabled the whole thing.

<Xisuma> we may have a problem with sleeping this week

<Tango> only this week? sounds unreal

<Xisuma> nights can't be skipped and we will not be able to get the usual rest

<Keralis1> So you're saying that Bubbles is useless now?

<BDoubleO100> Very freakin funny!

<Tango> When is the competition for The Worst Sleeping Schedule? I want to know when to collect the main prize

Xisuma closed the communicator and looked back at the now sleeping human on the bed. He won't be able to walk for a while. And emote. And function as a normal person, in general. Time in the death void is slowed down just by a half, but in the long run it makes a huge difference. A second turns into two seconds, a day turns into two days, two years turn into four years. As if it wasn't enough already, EX was probably scared of Xisuma. Probably.

Almost two weeks later EX was still sleeping, sometimes mumbling something under his breath, and X decided to give him a little push. He turned on the nightskip and surprised a few hermits who were online. Not really caring about their reactions, as he can read them later, he sat down near EX's bed and placed his hands on the edge of the mattress, hoping for a change. Clock striked 6 AM sharp once someone went to sleep and the face of a sleeping man twitched in pain. He finally started moving, arms searching for something to grab, body squirming in place. X hesitantly offered his hand and got harshly grabbed by a pale palm, which instantly calmed down EX at the realization that it was a human hand and not something harmful. He stopped moving and relaxed, holding the hand tight and breathing without proper rhythm.

Xisuma gave this moment a good minute or two before carefully tucking out his hand. He didn't deserve this. Not after what he'd done. He… he needs to take good care of his… old pal. He was the reason why EX was absent. He was the reason why EX was stuck in the death void. "Not anymore. Never again." Xisuma took the bowl of slowly cooling cream-soup from the counter and walked up to the door, opening the door to leave.

– X… Xisuma? – shivers ran down his spine. He closed the door and looked back at the laying human. EX looked painfully upset with something. Maybe it was the lack of an answer, so Xisuma returned the soup to its place and sat down beside the bed.

– Yes, I'm here. Are you hungry?..

– Have you come to watch me suffer? – EX still had the energy to sting X with his prickly words, even though he was half-covered by vines and his limbs started to give out from soreness, – What was the point of reviving me?.. Doesn't matter. Leave me like you did back then.

– Back then, I wanted to get you out of here a few days later, just to teach you a lesson not to even think about destroying the world for once, but... days turned into months, Demise happened, new world happened and I--

– You forgot about me, didn't you, you derpball? – EX looked at his, in theory, 'less evil' self and rolled his eyes, – Just admit that you forgot about me and we'll move on.

– Not even for a second, – EX gulped. "Oh really now?" – I was afraid I'd kill you again. I just... I snapped at you for no reason other than being annoyed, and that is not how I should've reacted. Man, that's such a dumb excuse, but-- The more time passed, the more awful I felt about not getting you out and-- I-I didn't even know how to apologise and-- – Xisuma stopped himself from saying even more nonsense with a shaky inhale. Collected all the courage he had left, and... – I'm sorry. From the bottom of my heart. There is no deed in the world that would make the whole situation better, and I just hope you-- we can at least try and return to being... pals?

– ...you can't even imagine the things I was ready to do to anyone who would free me from this prison. I was ready for everything, and yet this... This is not what I was expecting from you, of all people. For the past... Eternity, I guess, all I could think of is the rage in your eyes right before you... you know... – void spreaded its vines further on EX's armour, covering his head.

Xisuma couldn't look at this anymore. He floated closer and offered his hand. EX just slowly blinked in agreement, unable to move his hands.

– I can't feel my legs. I'll fall on the ground, as a complete embarrassment that I am… – EX chuckled.

– And I am here to prevent that, – Xisuma hugged EX and closed his eyes, feeling how vines started to try and consume him, – Are you ready?

– I am.

– Just breathe. I'm here, – Xisuma held EX tight, not letting him fall. These were much better conditions than last time: EX was conscious and actually cooperated. X sat him down on the respawn bed, getting and placing a few wool blocks behind the bed for him to lean on, – How are you feeling?

– A lot better than what void was, – EX tried to move and lifted his shaking hand up to move the hair away from his face. Wait… – Where is my helmet?

– I think you left it on top of one of Keralis' buildings while you were Fume, – Xisuma opened his enderchest and placed a few shulkerboxes on the ground, getting his items back, – Which reminds me…

<Xisuma> Keralis, Tango, where are you?

<Tango> on our way! had to take the motorcycle out of the way ;)

<Zedaph> You have a motorcycle?!

<Tango> Made it out of boredom…

<Zedaph> What about the saddle I gifted you?!

<Tango> I would never use that saddle

<Zedaph> You don't appreciate my gifts, Tango :'(

<Xisuma> We await patiently!

– You know, now that we're here… I remember that I wanted to tell you something. I uh, I forgive you, – EX spoke up as an attempt to distract himself from leftover depressing thoughts. He caught Xisuma's grateful look and returned to trying to fiddle some sensitivity into his shaking arms, slightly smiling, – Say, how long was I out the first time you got me out of the void?

– Oh, at least two weeks. But it's because I turned off the nightskip so it wouldn't rush your awakening. But when I turned it on, you finally started moving and the first thing you did was to grab my hand in search of comfort. After that I fed you soup and basically took care of you…

– That's embarrassing.

– Not in the slightest! Any hermit would try to do the same thing, and I don't think that you are an exception.

– My memory of these moments is a total mess if I'm honest. Would you mind telling me what happened then?

– Of course! You mostly just slept. And I fed you sometimes. Mushroom stew. And rabbit stew. Whatever I was working with at the time. Oh, and your first attempts at walking were a bit wonky, but you had the spirit!

– Yeah, I think I regained proper consciousness after falling out of the bed… – EX scratched the back of his forehead and both of them chuckled. They still had a lot of things to address, but this day… They would remember this day as a new start.

~text rips off dramatically because… ~

Because I actually finished! Hurray! Thanks for reading! :D

If you have any thoughts, my askbox is always open with both anon/non-anon options! I would love to see feedback, it makes my day a 100% better :>

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#hermitcraft #xisumavoid #evil xisuma #keralis #tangotek #fume #Yes I did write it after *checks date* two months? #Hope you liked it! It's not the best fic but I tried my best #bloblowriting

[lilasjoyplan]

As it gets closer...

Sunday will be the start of my joy plan, but what exactly does that mean? What does it entail? What will I be doing that's so different from now?

Well, first and foremost, the point of all this is to make joy my #1 priority for the next 30 days (but really turn it into a lifestyle). If you're at all interested, I'm basically following in the book's footsteps. It's called The Joy Plan by Kaia Roman. She talks a bit about the law of attraction in the book, while I'm more law of assumption - it's all energy and all energy is easily malleable, so nothing is impossible. But I still find the book to be extremely valuable. I just take what resonates and leave what doesn't.

Anyway, so how do I prioritize my joy? That's the thing. I think the LOA community primarily focuses on mental diet. Some circles are all about affirmations, others visualization and such. It's very focused on mentality, as it should be. But we're also feeling 24/7. It's non-stop. Now, I know that you can manifest whatever without feeling good, just like you can manifest whatever you want with a shitty self-concept, but why wouldn't you want to feel good regularly? Just like, why wouldn't you want to have the best possible relationship with yourself? And also, I'm just following what I feel will work best for me and decided to share it with anyone that may come across my page (thank you for your follows, btw. I hope this blog can be of use to you).

It's not about running away or fearing negative emotions, and it's not about being excited all the time (but who's to say it's not possible? Like, why the fuck not?). It's more about changing my default setting. Right now, I think sadness is the most accurate word to describe my default setting. It's very woe-is-me. So, I'm more inclined to believe in anything that paints me as a victim in one form or another. I think that's why the negative things seem to manifest so effortlessly, but the good things seem impossible sometimes, at least the "big things", what I want the most. So I'm aiming to go from sad bitch to happy go-lucky. I want joy, bliss, and peace to be my default setting.

What I love about the book is that it talks about how we can use our surroundings to aid in that, and I've mentioned this in a previous post. I'll likely dedicate future posts to specific things, but I divide it into a few sections: lifestyle choices, hobbies, mental diet, and the small things. The most important one of these is, I'm sure you've guessed it, mental diet. I do believe that nothing can truly change for the better if you're not dedicating to bettering your self-talk and assumptions. In the end, that work needs to be done. But, is it not significantly easier to think better when you feel better? I believe in myself so much more when I'm on my endorphin high after a good workout. Will it solve all my problems? No, not on its own, but it will certainly give me a boost in the right direction.

This is way too long, and if you read all this, thank you. I have my joy plan activities list written out. I'll share them throughout the next 30 days(but again, really it'll be more days than that, haha). There is also one advantage I have. Like Kaia, I have the time to dedicate my days to engaging in this plan full on. So I really have no excuse. But I'm hoping that to anyone that may keep up with my journey, you'll be inspired to find ways to incorporate more joy into your life, whatever that looks like to you. I have more to say, but I really don't want to make this longer so I'll write up a couple of posts for later.

#joy plan #the joy plan #law of assumption #law of attraction #mental diet #self concept

[outcast-thingz]

(I name her/them Axsil btw, Ipod power below)

Remote Play

     The user uses a custom music thing like the ipod (Player Z), -BUT- it allows multiple sets of earbuds to attach to it via bluetooth. So if the user wants someone else to be able to use said power they can just hand them a set of earbuds. So.. the power works  equally if the person other than the user wears both of the earbuds buuuuut~ if the person wears only one it works at 1/4th the power it would normally be at. Obviously they will receive the same after effects that the user does just comes with the territory. However because the user is lending the power it adds onto the time the effects for the User by an addition 1/4th of whatever the total time is used for which ever power is being lent (1/8th if the other person wore only 1 earbud).

Kay that being said.. the powers

~🔁-LOOP~ 

     User can create a cube barrier up to 100 meter radius centered around them; the bigger the barrier the more energy it uses up. If the user works in it long enough it can be used for a maximum of 30 minutes. However, will be extremely exhausted after words and will end up sleeping for three days.

     Once the barrier is up no one can enter. Those who try to leave will end up walking back in from the opposing side they entered. Any attempt to leave through the top will send them hurdling back towards the ground. Any damage made while in this loop will be reversed as if nothing happened when breaks.

The user and those stuck in the barrier better hope they like the song they press loop on because its going to play over and over until the loop breaks. 

Additionally it's -highly- suggested that the user put the volume as low as it can go before intiating LOOP. Over the time the volume of the music will slowly get louder as time progresses. It will get about as loud as being in the very front of a concert.

~⏩-Fast Forward~

     User will have accelerated perception, meaning their mind, senses, and body is able to process the world and the things in it at such high speeds that it appears to have slowed down. At the peak of managing their power and lots of practice with it the user can use this for up to 8 minutes without physically -damaging- their body. The user's body will be super sore after words due to the physical energy consumption. Additionally, the user will perceive the world at half the speed they normally do for half of the total time they used Fast Forward for. 

    An example being after using it for 10 seconds the next 5 seconds you will perceive time at half the speed you normally do.

~⏪-Replay~

       The user can he target(s) quite literally rewind targets within a 5 cubic meter area to where they were a set amount of time beforehand then force them to repeat the action they've just done. At the user's peak they can select up to 15 targets and rewind them for up to 3 minutes.

(At max use) For the next hour the user will be hypersensitive and will repeat small actions a few times uncontrollably. Lower energy consumption just gets tiring by repeating actions.

~⏸▶️- Pause 'n' Play~

     In a 5 meter radius of the user a set amount of targets (I'll figure out the mas number and for how long in a bit) can be "paused" it's basically temporary paralysis. The targets can't move their body or use their powers (if they have any), but their mind is still in play. The targets can still feel, see, hear, etc. everything. That being said the user can hit them freely but can't physically move the targets from where they were paused at.

  If the target was paused mid action, like a punch the force will stay there and resume like normal when the user hits play. That being said, if the user touches whatever portion was in motion it will have the same effect if they weren't paused because like I said the force is still there. At the user's peak it can be used for up to 3 hours (its the least energy consuming).

(After max use) User will be hypersensitive with moments of freezing in place for 15-20 seconds at a time for the next three

Tagging: @bisexual-confusion @astro-pioneer

#starshine talks #power idea #superpower ideas #quirk ideas

[genshins1mpact]

I've always had interesting dreams but last night's was very interesting 👀 to sum it up briefly, Xiao had a half adepti spirit baby 🤭

World building/oc lore:

Now for the long story, and bear with me cause I'll probably have to explain my oc and hc and try to tldr the world building behind this dream, bc it's far from the first time I've had a dream either as myself or as my oc hahaha. But anyway, so my oc Aerin kind of just showed up in Teyvat sort of how the Traveler does (Aether in this case), and she and Aether bond over missing their siblings/family. She has jobs in both Mondstadt and Liyue atm, depending on where she's staying or doing commissions and the like; either helps out at Good Hunter/Angel's Share when they get too busy, or helps out with paperwork at the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor. Uhh did I forget to mention she's one of 3 demigod(?) kids? Well yeah, it's her older brother (dendro), then there's Aerin (hydro/pyro), then her little sister (electro); they're Hades/Persephone's kids btw.

Aerin sort of got dragged along the incidents of the story, so she got to know the main characters pretty well, and is especially close to Venti, Xiao, the Liyue kids (including Hu Tao), etc. Basically, since she's one of Hades' kids, she can see spirits and they often come to her for help and she tries to help them get stuff done so that they can cross over to the spirit realm and all that stuff, hence why she's good friends with Chongyun and Hu Tao specifically. The archons being gods themselves get along with her and they all trust one another in this sort of wine book club tea-time kind of way, and even others like Ganyu show up sometimes. As Xiao comes to trust Aerin and they start to bond, the other adepti (like Cloud Retainer) start to kind of watch over them more, and even have an ongoing joke as to when either one of them will notice they like one another.

The dream itself:

And now as to how this all ties into the dream, which has a lot of technicalities in and of itself, I'll try my best to describe it without getting... too lengthy haha. Like I mentioned previously, Xiao and Aerin bonded, but in this case it seemed to work in an almost like a werewolf mate kind of way? Xiao essentially became so attached he imprinted on Aerin and some sort of mark appears at the back of her neck (it's Xiao's constellation lol), and so they kind of have to come to terms with the fact that they're unofficially officially together now. Xiao gets embarrassed and spends a lot of time "protecting Liyue" and so they're in this odd state of not communicating, until Aerin gets sick and then Xiao runs over to check up on her, and they sort of fall asleep huddled up together, that being the sort of catalyst of them really starting to get together. Aerin is very patient with Xiao, as neither one of them really have any relationship experience, but she knows he's been fighting for millennia on end and isn't exactly going to suddenly change overnight or anything. Hence a bit of a slowburn tinged with angst as they got closer (lots of timeskips in my dream), until they received some shocking news. Xiao's away for work that week and when Aerin goes in to work at the WSFP, Zhongli congratulates her (but she has no idea why). Later when she runs into Ganyu, the same thing happens, and it isn't until she visits the table to speak to Cloud Retainer that she finds out why. (This part is where it gets sort of weird, I know lol). But basically CR tells Aerin that the two have bonded so strongly that it basically created enough adeptal energy that was transforming into its own being; i.e. rather than pregnancy, it was like a spirit baby born from them... yeah. Anyway, she speaks to Xiao about this and of course they have to kind of deal with things all over again, they'd just barely become affectionate and all of a sudden there's a kid thrown into the mix. Some months later (might've just been a month idk, time skips yk), said spirit baby kind of just shows up one day when they're all at that table with seats for Morax, Cloud Retainer, Guizhong, yknow the one. And so yeah, Zhongli, Ganyu, Xiao and even the other 3 (Retainer, Shaper, & Carver) all showed up to congratulate the uhh happy couple. They sort of had to get used to taking care of their daughter, but she was "born" looking sort of like she was already months old or smth and grew up fairly quickly, like I guess that mix of yaksha adepti and demigoddess just made for one hell of a tough kid. SO she looked a lot like Xiao when she was born but when her hair grew out she looked more like that red beta Xiao design (in homage to Aerin's black/red scheme I guess?) And they had no idea what to name her until one day Aerin kind of looks at Xiao and goes "well, how about Mingxiao, like the lantern in lantern rite? that way you'll both be Xiao and Mingxiao like the lanterns?" and Xiao wasn't entirely on board at first but then remembering when they went to the festival together and everything the idea grew on him. Aerin always felt like the odd one out since she's an Outlander™️ and not a Liyue native, but everyone else treats her like family and she and Xiao became very close, and once Mingxiao's training began, the three were an unstoppable force to protect Liyue. Though somewhere at the back of her mind, this feeling that just as mysteriously as Aerin appeared in Teyvat she could always dissappear just as fleetingly... so Xiao wasn't the only one fighting off his own demons 🤧

tl;dr: my oc aerin and xiao basically had an imprint/bond mating thing happen and then that bond created a spirit baby that looked like beta (red) xiao and they named her mingxiao (bc of lantern rite) and they became "new liyue™️'s official future protection squad", with hopes that mingxiao would be a leader for the next generation of liyue/adepti in general.

(beta xiao design, for reference to mingxiao)

˗ˏˋ  The end...  ˎˊ˗

#aerin.dreams #my dream #this could be a whole fic basically... omfg #and to think i had to skip out a bunch of details... AND IT'S STILL SO LONG #idk how to add a read more rn bc im on mobile and my laptop has been barely functional this week #but I'll try my best to see if I can add one later;;; sorry if it doesn't work out though ;o;/ #aerinposting #genshins1mpact #aerin.txt #xiaodreaming #guess that'll be a tag now bc this is the second dream ive had with him hahaha. funny enough ive had some brief ones w/ diluc too.. #(as someone who was a hardcore kaeya stan at the very beginning of the game... my shift towards diluc/both of them has been v v inchresting #aerin.worldbuilding #aerin.oclore #(as in... oc lore.. not o'clore hhfjdjf-) #my post #genshin oc #genshin headcanons #genshin hc #genshin dream #long post #tldr warning #somewhat story spoiler warning depending on where you're at #so juusttt in case ig? #1.1 spoilers