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cottonconnielvr · 11 months

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Okay so, we’re obviously Connie’s very spoiled girlfriend

Reader had eyes on this really expensive bag that she’s been dying to have. She asked Plug!Connie and he has the audacity to tell us no, just to see how we’d react. Reader starts having a really nasty bratty attitude for a week and now daddy gotta set us straight 🫣

WARNINGS ✩ — squirting, smoking, sloppy messy blowjob, reader calls con daddy, reader is sensitive emotionally,rough sex, crying, handjob,overstimulation + just nasty stuff (may b a couple mistakes bc i didnt feel like re-reading imma do it later tho😭)

JEAN passed the blunt over to Connie, slightly shaking from coughing. Connie, who was sitting on Eren’s couch, shook his head as he scrolled through your ig story. “Swear this lil girl want me to fuck her shit up,” Connie mumbled as he hit the blunt.

Eren laughed from the floor, sitting in a bean bag. “What she do now?”

“She got a lil attitude with me because I told her not to let her fucking demon dog in the room anymore. So now she posting shit she know will make me mad” Connie passed his phone to Eren, letting him look at your story.

“You spoil that girl wayyy too much anyway,” Jean added.

“What you mean?” Connie asked with an attitude.

“She never listen to your ass because you say yes to everything she says. She literally gets whatever she wants from you.” Connie fights the urge to defend his spoiled princess but, Jean was making a point.

“I mean he did kinda do it to himself, not her” Eren passed the blunt to Jean.

“Bro you’re her bitch” Jean says in disbelief. “Shut yo long headed ass up. I am not her bitch” Connie defends himself, although a part of him agreed with Jean. Connie never really did put you in check unless it ended with angry sex. He was never super stern with, just letting you get by with everything.

But that was the way it was supposed to be. You were his spoiled little princess who always got what she wanted because she deserves it more than anyone.

“Just tell her no to see how she reacts”

Connie doesn’t give an answer, just contemplating on it.

“Ight”

“Isn’t she gorgeous baby just look” You practically shove your phone in Connie’s face. Connie looks at the pink purse. “I’ve been obsessing so bad and I neeedd it, please” Your glossy lips pout as you beg.

Connie furrowed his eyebrows, “Mhmm no I think you’re good.” You jerk your head back, trying to process that word, No.

You don’t have a great history with the word no.

“No y/n you can’t have this”

“No y/n you can’t have that”

Why would anyone deny you anything?

“What? Why! What did I do? Why not!?” You whined feeling the need to cry.

“You don’t exactly deserve it. You haven’t been good”Connie fought the urge to smile at you, such a crybaby. “What!? Baby I have what are you talking about?” You sat up, sitting on Connie’s lap.

“Your instagram stories, you keep going to parties I tell you not to go to. You needa get your act together” You gasped, offended that he was acting so nonchalant. He was basically telling you that he didn’t love you anymore.

“So until you fix your attitude then maybe, you can get it” Connie practically brushed you off and reached for his blunt. You sat there frozen for a minute, feeling betrayed and heartbroken.

“Okay Connie.” You said in a monotone voice before getting off of Connie and walking out of the room.

The rest of the week has been hell for Connie.

You had one of the worst attitudes ever, giving Connie silent treatment, short answers, and no sex.Were you trying to kill him?

In your point of view, you weren’t gonna stop until he apologized ( with an apology gift to go with ).

Connie walked in the house, hearing you blast “Me, Myself, and I” by Beyonce. Connie shook his head, obviously understanding the message.

“Baby!” Connie yelled from downstairs.

Meanwhile you sat at your vanity, fixing your hair. Connie opened the door to your beauty room, “You ain hear me calling you?” He asked while squinting his eyes at you. “I guess not.” Connie watched as you rolled your eyes.

Connie leaned on the door, poking his tongue against his cheek. “What’s yo problem?” He finally asked.

You stayed silent.

“I’m talking to you, Y/N.” Connie said sternly.

“Nothing Connie” You stood up, fully showcasing your tight outfit.

“ where you goin” Connie looked you up and down, ignoring his boner and licking his lips.

You were wearing a tight denim mini skirt with baby tee, showing your boobs practically poking out the top. “Just going out” You grabbed your purse which Connie recognized it as a new one.

You had to buy it yourself since no charges came from Connie’s card and you’ve been avoiding him like crazy. Connie knew you were really mad if you start paying for your own stuff. You walked passed him, purposely hitting him with your purse and a small oops leaving your mouth.

Connie just smiled to himself, shaking his head. You were gonna sleep really good tonight.

“What I tell you about walking away from me mama?” Connie followed you to the living room. You didn’t answer, walking to the front door.

You stood a little shocked as Connie sat on the couch. He got pretty comfortable, reaching for his phone out of his pocket.

Just as you reached for the lock, “Y/N come sit down with me”

Your legs practically went numb as you heard the tone in Connie’s voice. He sounded very very stern which meant he was not in the mood to be fucked with.

Your boldness melted away. Your head immediately went down, avoiding eye contact at all costs.

You sat in the loveseat across from Connie, messing with your fishnets. “I said come sit with me Y/N” You didn’t hesitate to move the second he said your name.

Yeah he was pissed.

You walked over to Connie, his hand grabbing yours as he pulls you on his lap. You land on Connie’s muscular thigh, his hand immediately going to your inner thigh.

His touch felt good, your attention now focused on the feeling. His tatted fingers massaging your inner thigh.

“What’s yo problem? Didn’t even care to ask me how my day was,” Connie looked up at you as you stayed silent. A pinch was sent to your inner thigh, making you jump.

“I don’t have a problem Connie. I was just trying to have fun”

“Why you lying to me Y/N” Connie grabbed your jaw, forcing you to look at him.

“You just made me upset and I-I just really wanted the bag” Connie’s thumb wiped against your bottom lip, smearing your lip gloss.

“Instead of acting like a brat you should’ve told me that you were upset. I thought we agreed to talk like adults whenever we feel upset with eachother, not do this petty ass silent treatment shit.”

“I’m sorry Con” Your voice small and quiet out of guiltiness.

“I don’t believe you ma” Connie leaned back on the couch, removing his hands from your body.

You whined, missing his touch after you ignored him for days. “I really am daddy”

Connie almost folded at the pet name, fighting the urge to pound you into the couch until your makeup comes off but that could wait. He wanted to make you beg a little longer.

“I don’t believe you. Gonna show me how sorry you are hm?” You quickly nodded, taking place between his spread legs. Your hands immediately went for the band of his sweatpants, tugging them down with eagerness. Connie lifted up his hips, letting you pull down his boxers as well. His cock springing up against his stomach ( his name ain’t connie springer for no reasonnnn)

Your tongue ran up his balls, going all the way up to the tip. “Fuck” Connie mumbled to himself, it’s felt like forever since you’ve gave him a blowjob.

You hollowed your cheeks as you took him down to the base. You flattened your tongue against the underside of his cock, feeling him stuff your throat.

Your hands rested on the floor besides your knees, stabling yourself as you tried to breathe through your nose.

You gagged once you felt Connie buck his hips upwards. Connie’s hands went to your head, keeping you in place.

Your nose was flush against his lower stomach. Connie thrusted up into your mouth, groaning to himself. The more he looked down at you, the angrier he got.

How dare you ignore him and keep this pretty little mouth away from him. You could feel your scalp become sore from the deadly grip Connie had on it.

The sloppy sound of your gags and the wetness of your mouth filled the living room. The scene was so nasty and filthy, your saliva leaking all around Connie’s cock and your mouth.

Your hands tapped at Connie’s thighs. Connie lifted your head up, letting you breathe. Strings of spit connected from your mouth to Connie’s cock, making him groan.

You panted, feeling your sticky lip gloss all over your mouth.

“Stick your tongue out” Connie slowly stroked himself. You stuck your tongue out. Connie slapped his dick around your tongue, making your saliva drip down to your boobs. Connie rubbed his dick all over your lips before bringing it down to your chest.

“F-fuck” Connie moaned deeply. Your eyes watered, feeling so humiliated and used.

“You sorry baby?” Connie asked, slapping your wet cheek. A tear ran down your cheek, running black with your mascara. “Y-yes” You whimpered. Your hands twisted up and down his cock.

“ Gonna b-be g..good for me hm?” You stuck your tongue out, looking up at Connie. You watched as Connie pushed out a glob of spit, it landing on your tongue. You swallowed, Connie slapping your cheek once again. “Look at me ma” Your eyes locked with Connie’s before he pushed your head down on his dick again, moving your head up and down. You moaned lightly, causing a vibration to run through connie’s cock. “Make me c-c..ah..cum” Connie hissed, feeling your take him so deep. Connie could feel his stomach tightening , toes curling, and thighs clenching. “F-fuck baby” Connie pulled out of your mouth, ribbons of white cum squirting in your face. Connie winced as he rubbed his cum into your face with his tip, smearing it all over your lips (since you like lip gloss so much)

Your mascara ran down your face, making you look an absolute mess. a beautiful mess

“f-fuckfuckfuck m’sorry! i-im sorry daddy, i’m s-s..i’m so sorry” Your muffled cries fell on deaf ears, Connie continuing his brutal thrusts. He was fucking you so so so hard.

It hurt so bad but felt so good. Your legs went numb rounds ago and your body was a mess, covered in your own fluids mixed with Connie’s.

Your mouth was open, sending your screams into the silk white pillow. Connie hovered above you, holding onto the headboard as he slammed his hips into you. “F-fuck cum again” Connie ordered you, reaching between your legs to rub your swollen clit.

“I-i can’t-” You gasped out, on the verge of passing out. You gripped onto the cold pillows, trying to pull yourself up and away from his torture. Connie took notice of this and wrapped his hand around your throat, pulling you back.

“You are.” You heard Connie sternly mutter.

You whined, your hand reaching behind you to push Connie away only for Connie to grab both of your hands. He pinned them down on the deep arch in your back, absolutely churning your insides.

“I-i..i promise pa- m’not go..gonna act up anymore” You cried out, loosing all of your body strength.

You body physically went numb altogether, a rush of pleasure washes over you. Your legs shook violently. You let out a scream that you were not aware of, clenching hard on Connie’s cock.

“S-shit” Connie looked down, seeing you wet up his lower body

(“they told me to stay out that water park😔” - future baby daddy connie with his five kids tackling him)

The pressure pushed Connie’s cock out of you, causing him to paint your ass with white ribbons.

Connie took a moment to breathe before he moved from above you, your breathing was now steady and you laid flush into the bed.

Connie squinted his eyes, slowly turning your face. No way this girl is sleep right now I ain done

“Baby...Baby…..Baby” Connie shook your body, waking you up. You whined, going right back to that bratty attitude that Connie loved oh so much.

“Whattt” You were so exhausted, moving was not an option right now.

After a much needed bath, you fell right asleep with just a bra and panties on. You were knocked out, sleeping all the way until 12 pm.

You woke up to just you in the bed, your house ringing silence. (Marshmallow is at a doggy hotel getting groomed #materialgworl💅) Instead of waking up to Connie’s presence you woke up to a box with a note on top of it.

‘Had to leave early and handle some business with Ony, I’ll be back before you know it. Thank me later sexy’

You sat the note aside before taking the top off of the pink box, only to see the very purse the got you in this situation to begin with.

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deadgirlkisses · 10 months

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guess who's out of the shackles of writer's block? yup, me! anyway. this came to me randomly after seeing a tiktok based off of this career so yeah have thisヾ(•ω•`)o

cw: this can be read as either miles 1610! or miles 42!, black and fem reader, idk tbh but this has been proofread idk how many times :(, a shoutout to the line of work mentioned!

thinking about being miles' pinkish wifey, adorned in the cutest charms and fits, aromatized in the sweetly scented perfumes, and him being her supporter, always praising her for everything she could do, academics, hobbies, even with his hair ♡

ever since he found out about you being able to braid, retwist and do styles on his hair type, he was in love. what he didn't expect was the fact that you could literally cut & style hair. you were a female barber that got to cut hair for a few extra bucks spent on some lip glosses!

instead of hitting up his neighbouring barber shop in brooklyn, he calls you up, eager to know whether your free to hang out. it's a good time too since you've been noticing the way his hair's been growing out and wanted to do a lil' tweak on it.

" you see how it is right now? " " you're hair's grown since last time, omg! " " mmh, i know, i really wanna cut it but i don't know how i want it " " want me to do it for you? " " suena bien. adelante, princesa "

( " sounds good. go ahead, princess " )

meeting with him was always easy, you taking a quick stroll as you listened to some music, or him coming over to yours really quickly since he didn't want to keep you waiting. but this time, you had invited him over to yours to do the style you had seen as best for him.

he reaches to your home, reaching your bedroom, he sat on your reclinable chair he oh so loved and as comfortable as he needed while you laid your rilakkuma shoal on him, getting ready to make a skin line for the guidelines using your trimmer as you two talked about all the most random topics out there.

" i got the new jordan's but they were so expensive and for what, like, what else must a girl have to suffer from :( " " they look dumb as hell, i like mine better " " i'll shave your ear off, i know you're just saying that cuz you wanted us to match " " me conoces demasiado bien "

( " you know me too well " )

as you shaved and styled his hair, he watched in your mirror as it had come out elegantly, a perfect afro taper fade that accentuated his face too well, his confidence increasing a tenfold, thinking it was done until he saw your face, scrunched up and concentrated. he left himself on that seat as he saw you continue working on the back of his head, what were you doing?

" ¿qué haces ahí, mami? " " a lil' something, no worries, it looks good, you'll see ♡ "

( " what you doing there, mami? " )

you brush his head for any hair that hadn't moved off his head as you're nails slightly brushed past his skin until you finally remove the shoal, allowing him to freely stand up. while you clean your equipment, he takes out his phone, immediately going to his camera and letting his back face the mirror as he records his movements only to find himself shocked while watching the video back.

there it was, trimmed away, a cute design connecting with an initial that he quickly realised had been from your name, ended off with a heart. looking at you, he watched in adoration, his girlfriend, showing everyone he's hers without having to physically be there with him to show really got him, it got him good.

" you like it, love? " " so that's what you were doing at the back of my head, huh? " " it looks adorable doesn't it? " " se ve bien, pero se ve mejor con su nombre en ella ♡ "

( '' it looks good, but it looks better with your name on it ♡ " )

-xoxo, rue ♡

#rue rantz #black girl blogger #miles morales x reader #hobie brown x reader #miles morales x you #miles morales x y/n #prowler x reader #miles morales #across the spiderverse #miguel o'hara x reader #pavitr prabhakar x reader #gwen stacy x reader #prowler miles #miles x reader #atsv #atsv x black reader #atsv x reader #hobie x reader

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fumifooms · 2 months

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i know you aren't really into marcille/laios any longer, but since you went looking online for dungeon meshi doujins, did you happen to find any other marcille/laios ones? (funnily enough at the convention i was at a couple weeks back they had like five, but they were extremely over-exaggerated and personally i prefer my fan content relatively in character...)

Ok first of all: Yeah listen laimar doesn’t have a grip on me anymore but I still quite enjoy it! Just more passively… Altho I do have an analysis that focuses a lot on the importance they hold to each other in my early stage wips drafts, and listen in canon I do think they’re queerplatonic flavored, call me an ot3 qpr truther because Laios Marcille and Falin have a something going on and it transcends being put into a box. But hey hey I reblog laimar artworks I bought that recent doujin I put laimar fics in my -checks- 106 pages long to-read list… Also I have like 5 pages of fanfic prompts for them I may or may not get to writing. Though yeah I do feel bad whenever I notice people following after liking all my laimar posts haha

Sadly to get to the meat of the topic, not really… I don’t go to cons for lack of opportunity so whatever I find is through online. The one I got is The Fourth Basement Floor, it has an english ver and seems so so very in character I can’t wait to get it! Otherwise I’ve looked on Otakurepublic & Doujinrepublic since I use their services for merch from Japan, warning if you click on the link, there are 18+ ones and covers can be pretty explicit. I don’t remember any other laimar one except the one nsfw one I think, but on the plus side there are a lot of gen no ships doujins. I’m bothered because looking back I feel like the catalogue of doujins was wider when I looked all those months ago and it feels like I’m forgetting something hmm… I wish I could help more, but yeah 😔 Pixiv has many laimar comics up (in japanese) if that sates the hunger any

As consolation since I’m already here, why not show some of my laimar things laying around gathering dust I’m fond of. Don’t look if you don’t want to be spoiled for fics I may or may not write I guess? All down below is just laimar prompts

I spoke about some various ones and esp my timeline where she gets him into Daltian Clan here. "Laios… I was wondering, because you enjoy fantasy stories right? I was wondering if you’d like to give my favorite book series a go… It has monsters!" I love love love post-canon laimar where he gets the habit of chewing on her hair because he’s stimming and hungry. Like a goat.

Laios goes to Marcille for love advice. "You like someone?! Do I know them?" She eagerly asked. "Erm… Yes…?" // Post-canon. He’s so nervous and puts his foot in his mouth n lets things slip out that he thought would give him away. (Comic) "You like someone??! What are they like? Who are they?" And he’s like "Well… She’s a half-elf." He’s like shit she’ll probably know right away. And she goes still. "I’ve never met another half-elf!! We’re so rare! You’re saying you met one and didn’t tell me???!" She’s shaking him. And then she goes still again, contempt drawing on her face. "Wait… Are you asking me for advice because I’m a half-elf?" Laios runs with it "Yes!! And because you’re so savvy with romance and what people like…? If, uh, if you were a half-elf, what would you like to get as a gift? What sort of confession would you want?" "… You saved it there. Okay so since I’m so knowledgeable on romance, tell me what is she like?" "-describes Marcille-" She nods, smug yet oblivious. "Aah I can already tell we’d be great friends. Good taste." (then Thinking bubble with him giving her flowers at a restaurant "Did you know roses are edible and used in recipes", candlelit dinner, or wait maybe the most romantic is cooking together alone at home, chocolate! It’s expensive though… Wait I’m king now!)

Lil comic, Laios wakes up snuggled against Marcille’s back then promptly falls off the bed. The noise makes Marcille wake up and she’s like omg are u ok?? Laios is so sweaty and panicked and in denial about her being special to him. She explains, disgruntled at the memory "Izutsumi is bunking in with Chilchuck again, they’re taking the whole bedrolls." Pause. "Sorry, I should have told you, but you like sleeping with Izutsumi too so I figured…" She looked sheepish. "Between you and Senshi, I much prefer sleeping with you. It feels sort of nostalgic, like a sleepover, no?" He relaxes and gets in the bed again, smiling. "But… We’ve never had a sleepover?" She chuckles "I guess not. I must be getting that impression because of Falin…" And the air between them is warm yet bittersweet now, as she smiles like that and his eyes and smile cloud over. The earlier instinctive reluctance to touch is gone now. She snuggles into his arms and is like "Hug me?" "Okay." And he does, wraps his arms around her and tucks his chin over her head.

Post canon, marcille takes him to a squid restaurant. Cute lighthearted hehe. He sulks "If there are any parasites in this I will ban squid from this kingdom or so help me…"

Short post canon fluff marcille pov about laios gaining weight n becoming chubby. She used to dream of chiseled abs and angular elves, laios in every way, shape and form is so far from the beauty standards she idealized so. And yet… She loves how soft sleeping against him is, how much there’s more of him for her to hug and nuzzle her face in. She loves seeing him and seeing someone strong, who isn’t malnourished or underweight, someone healthy with color in their skin. An healthy appetite. He used to look more like a rectangle, severe and strict, but now he looked rounder, and seeing him smile at her always made her feel like that roundness suited him. She smiled back, and melted thinking about how her boyfriend was the sweetest in the world. ^I still wanna do this one really bad. Sometimes a fic premise comes from nowhere and puts you in a chokehold and you must finish it to obtain catharsis

Short oneshot about laios musing about Marcille’s smile, how important it is to him in subtle ways etc: Ends with Laios being like wait there’s something off (succubus). Then he grabbed her throat. Or smth

Laios seeing her dungeon like "this is so wrong Marcille you can’t run a dungeon for shit" and also "WHAT ARE THESE HORRORS OF MONSTERS NOO THEY CAN’T BE EFFECTIVE LIKE THAT"

Dinner for two: Very warm. Marcille and Laios are meeting up and cooking a dinner just for them both, no one else is there. They’re being so domestic and it’s light. Laios pauses at some point, doing the dishes, saying… I’ve always worried, thinking doing things like these would remind me of my parents.

Laios doesn’t know what to do when he realizes he actually *likes* likes Marcille, so he avoids her. Everyone notices and is disapproving of him.

Her mana acts up and she shares her dream with someone, kinda like with Izutsumi. Listen the premise could be smutty but I think it’d be more fun if they just hanged out n were silly, like the nightmares chapter without the nightmare

Laimar pining but from the view of Chilchuck, his love hatred sensing a storm brewing. The giggling, the looks. Ugh! It reminded him of himself and his wife when they were young and newly dating.

I love Laios and Izu being worsties so. Laios sees izutsumi rubbing her scent on marcille’s clothes and gets possessive. Maybe Golden Kingdom maybe something else I have no clue but Laios being ridiculous and cheek rubbing or something <3

I might want to do an AU where Laios gets into werebeast ring fighting, before canon and the split happens after he deserts the military. So he’s alone, has nothing going for him and stumbles into that sphere and gets werebeast tattoos done. It doesn’t make him happier at all and fighting sucks actually, but it brings money and he likes being a beast and being cheered by a crowd aka illusion of being liked, and money brings food and eating is the privilege of the living etc etc. So then when he goes to check on Falin at the academy it’s a big AU where he has a whole other reputation and look to him, and when he meets izutsumi their relationship is different and aaaaaa… He’s freeer in this au, lets himself be animalistic and weird, even though ofc the arc is him letting himself be more human as well and connecting with humans, through talking and infodumping n shit. Oh I went off but the laimar is because it’s inspired by cool laimar art here (warning tho it’s an art dump with toudencest also 😔) but werewolf Laios laimar AUs… A lotta fun stuff there idk idk

#Laimar #ask #Ppl can send me laimar asks tbh idk when i’d get to them but i do still love them #Not all that much left i wanna explore analysis or post wise with them though #Laios touden #marcille donato #Fanfic wips #Dungeon meshi #Spoilers #dungeon meshi manga spoilers

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daftpatience · 5 months

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Do you have any tips or advice for running an artists booth at a convention? I'm thinking about doing it eventually and been wanting to hear from people who have done it before :^)

yeah!!! lemme rattle off a few things off the top a my head also, pardon me 4 using amazon dot ca links for products that i mention. its just easy to find references that way (and often u can look up the brand and find their non-amazon store etc etc)

this got super long so im putting it under a cut!!

• join an artist alley group!! i'm in this artist alley discord and it is a fantastic place to get info about cons, table display ideas, manufacturer recommendations, etc. there are more than just this group out there and i think there are bigger ones but i personally really like this one ^u^ i make a ton of use of the display resources and manu recommendation channels!

• if you can afford it, be choosy about the events you apply to. there are a lot of cons out there that are fantastic, and a lot that aren't worth the trouble, and i don't necessarily mean small vs big cons. some of my fav events are smaller artist alleys local to me, and most of the artists i know avoid informa (fanexpo) like the plague. check out what other artists have to say about past events and keep an eye out for red flags: personally i find cons with really out of date/poorly advertised social medias and websites that have mismatched info are a warning sign of a mismanaged and not well attended event. • you don't need a lot of fancy display stuff to start, those sorts of things you can build up over time. im a fan of getting a ton of my display stuff from the dollar store >:)

when you're ready and need the space to display a good amount of art the main thing you wanna pick up is definitely something that gives your table some verticality, whether that's a pvc pipe style setup, pegboards, or modular cube shelving (we all used to use these big heavy grid ones until the plastic sheet covered ones came out and now we all use those. theyre cuter and lighter and fit better on a table and come in more colours yayay. im sure some people still like the grid ones since they fit gridwall accessories tho) there are lots of other ways to display stuff but these r what i am most familiar with. definitely helps to look at youtube and pinterest and discord groups for display ideas!!

another thing you will want to start is a tablecloth. not every con has their tables already covered! there are those plastic picnic ones at dollar stores, and you can thrift bedsheets/fabric too.

• depending on the type of display and art you do you'll need some way to attach signs/prints/charms/etc to your display. i just moved from blu-tack to magnets but i used to use sewing clips (back when i used the grid cubes) and before then masking tape. all of them are okay and cool! except blu-tack. don't make the same mistakes as me it adds like 40 whole minutes to teardown and it leaves gross oil on the prints after some time. evil

• if you don't have business cards you can make a sign with a qr code that links to you/your shop! there are lots of qr code makers online that u can even customize with images and colours and stuff. there will be people that wanna know how to find you again after a con!

• these days a lot of people don't bring cash to conventions and it's pretty vital to bring some sort of card reader or other digital payment method. most of us use square - they recently made it so that the phone app can accept tap! so you don't need to jump for the expensive physical readers. i've also got a paypal dot me qr code and my etransfer email (i think this is a canadian thing) on a lil sign on the table so people have lots of payment options. usually over 50% of my con income comes from non-cash sales!

• make sure to bring change!! we've forgotten in the past and done okay but it's always handy to be able to make change for people. you'll want a secure place to put cash as well, whether it's a locked moneybox that you keep out of sight or a place on your person (friend of mine uses a fanny pack!) you never wanna leave your table completely unattended but especially when it comes to the moneybox. if it's a multi day con this is an item you mustn't leave at your table overnight.

• keep count of your sales and expenses properly so that you can see how much you made at the end of the con. i really like spreadsheets but you can even just note it down in a book. here's a little example of one con for me:

• you'll want to make a checklist of stock and display stuff to bring, but don't forget to make a list of minor stuff like phone chargers and scissors and tape and glue and pens and paper. multiple types of tape and paper if possible. they don't feel super important until you're stuck because you forgot to make a price sign and have to get by with a sharpie and a napkin. don't let that be you!! dollar store sticky note pads are super useful for this type of thing.

• plan out your prices and do as much prep (counting, sign making, display planning, packing/sorting) as you can beforehand so that the event doesn't feel too stressful. make sure your merchandise is stored in an easily accessible way for you behind the table so you aren't scrambling or rummaging too much when people are asking for stuff!

• similarly, whatever you can leave out for people to just pick/grab themselves, the more of it you're likely to sell. things like stickers and charms are good for this - people like to touch stuff! and it makes it so you don't need to go fishing for items for people as frequently. generally i don't do this with more expensive items just to be safe.

• if you sell prints, people are gonna ask for sleeves to keep them safe, especially at outdoor events. sometimes people ask for sleeves/bags even if they dont buy anything. they're a good idea to have on hand and you can find em for pretty cheap online and for a bit more expensive at dollar stores (i use OPP bags. if you dont wanna use plastic you can always get paper bags/envelopes/glassine bags instead)

• a cushion for the chair is a good idea. lots of conventions have really uncomfy chairs. some folks even bring camping chairs instead!

• pack snacks/lunch/water/drinks/have lunch plans. if you have a table buddy that is able to run out for food that's always nice. you might be sitting but it uses a lot of energy to interface all day!! you'll be exhausted and hungry and it's gonna be important to get enough fuel for your brain to function properly. i genuinely would recommend juice/soda/coffee/energy dink alongside water and food if you wanna live, especially if its a multi day con. get good sleep on days between!

• if you're excited to do trades with other artists during the con, the general etiquette is to wait until later in the day/near the end when the crowds are winding down! it's always okay to ask if someone's doing trades, and don't be upset or press them if they aren't interested or have certain stuff they don't want to trade.

• speaking of con etiquette, depending on the type of vert you are (intro/extro) and or how much customer service experience you have, interfacing can be nervewracking. my general rule is that if they stop to look, i say Hello and let them browse. if they seem interested in my table i try and do some small talk. stuff like How are you/How's the event been for ya/compliments on their outfit/cosplay/merch they have on like pins etc are good! kids and old folks love this. as tiring as it is to do some of my favourite parts of cons is talking to nice people that like my art!! all the folks that say nice things about my work are what keep me drawing ;w; i keep my sketchbook with me to jot down/doodle nice and funny encounters just cus it makes me happy to look back on XD

• when it's teardown time try to put stuff away as neatly as you can. you might be tired and just wanna toss all your stuff into whatever it is you brought it in but i promise future you (especially next-con you) will be so thankful that you put all your price signs into one baggie etc etc.

• speaking of bringing and putting away merch - you'll need a way to get it all from your home/car to your table and back. lots of people use dollies and other types of utility cart (i can guarantee there are a bunch of those grandma grocery ones at your local thrift store!!) - i personally use a big luggage bag and a collapsible wagon, but back in the day we used to CARRY bin after bin of stuff from the car and back in multiple trips which i would NOT reccomend lol. not every convention hall is easily accessible or close to parking so not having to lift stuff if you can avoid it is gonna be vital.

#sorry this is SO LONG #i have a lot of con onions #artist alley #convention

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leisi-lilacdreams · 4 days

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SUPER SECRET DESIGNS! SHHHH!

i haven't been posting much cause i've been super busy breaking into the con scene and prepping for a few i've gotten into

i promise i've been working on new things tho! i've been bullied into giving the public a little look lololololol/j

it's mainly acrylic keychains cause they're fun to design but they'll probably also be stickers, maybe a lil print

here they are as mini charms that are gonna be thick enough to also be a mini standee! you can see the example of one from a manu how thick they are we love a multi use item! still have to design raph and mikey's back image but leo and donnie show what it's gonna look like basically

i'm also interested in making these into a standee diorama with a background being their lair or NY city 👀 i could put these chibis on a spring or make parts of them wiggle like their mask tails maybe make them into magnets or acrylic pins i would love to make these chibis into enamel pins but that'd be so expensive i'd have to do a kickstarter or open preorders to fund it i have so many ideas it's becoming a problem ;;;;;;

THESE WILL NOT BE MADE OR READY TO BUY TILL AFTER SUMMER! NO DROP DATE YET!

i'll post more secret designs another day busy busy busy busy

#tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the turtles #rise of the tmnt #fan merch #merch #tmnt merch #my art #merch update #keychains

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gabessquishytum · 8 months

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Wrote this in my notes first in case it gets lost, bc ive sent asks into ur box a couple of times before and i didnt think they sent? So;

Inspired by a pwp fic from the GO fandom, dub con where Dream's a hotshot CEO who's office is in the penthouse floor of the building, and Hob's the window washer.

Dream's got the whole exhibitionism thing, so imagine he regularly fucks himself in his office chair, legs spreads on the armrests facing the world. He's always assumed nobody could see him, I mean. No cameras in the office and hes on the 83rd floor on one of the highest skyscraper in the city, who's looking, right? He gets a kick out of the FEELING of being impossibly watched though, and it makes him cum harder than he ever could in any club or orgy. Hes usually so into it that hes not paying any actual attention to the wide open windows he's got his holes facing, so he doesnt notice when somebody...finally DOES see.

The exterior of the windows get washed on a twice every 3 months basis, on a rotation. Its a dangerous, expensive job, so theres not a lot of guys on hire and its usually the same ones. What Im trying to say is Hob's been doing this a long time and hes good at what he does. He usually gets to see Dream, even if the CEO doesnt notice him right back, and he has to admit he has a lil crush on the guy (I mean who wouldn't). Some new kid gets into a Fall and the schedule gets fucked up without Dream knowing and Hob gets the full Dream Holes treatment.

Dream doesnt notice him there practically the whole time. Hob's taken his phone out and he's recorded the almost the whole thing, every moan and orgasm and flex of muscle and flesh. He just plans to keep it to himself and jack off with it, but on the last second Dream opens his eyes and they lock eyes and he freezes like a cornered animal.

Hob raises his eyebrows. Mouths "dont let me stop you.", one hand holding a phone up and recording the other hand fondling the bulge on the front of his pants. Dream takes one look at the obscene tent the front of hsi pants and cums so hard he squirts and stains the windows. Hob smirks.

Something something Hob blackmails him with the video to let Hob fuck him on a regular basis. Maybe in the office itself. It'll certainly tick a kink off right both of their lists.

Omg hi!! So sorry your messages haven't been getting through before now, that's super annoying. Please feel free to message me at any time in the future if you're wondering whether I got your ask or not. I know it can feel a bit anxious wondering what happened to your message <3

Anyway: this is amazing and I am. EXTREMELY into it. I got a little happy wiggle thinking about Dream squirting onto the window, hoooly shit.

Hob is such a dirty bastard omg. Like he may clean those windows until they shine but he is FILTHY. He's got absolutely no qualms about filming that video in the first place, and then using it as blackmail material. He's just never seen such a pretty cunt, and he wants to remember it. And if Dream didn't want him to see those lovely holes then why'd he show them off like that?

Dream isn't going to admit it but he's enjoying this blackmail thing waaay more than he should. It's been a long time since he had a decent dick inside him, and he knew ever since he saw the bulge that Hob would be big. Dream takes great satisfaction in pushing Hob down into his leather desk chair and climbing onto his cock to ride. He's got a lot of frustration to work out and Hob is the perfect solution. His big hands go around Dream’s waist just right, and his cock hits places that no one else ever has. Plus he can be quiet. And he makes sure that Dream is quiet, too. Stuffs a pair of panties or a tie in his mouth if necessary.

Dream is working on persuading Hob to fuck him on the mechanical platform he uses for the window cleaning business. Hob argues that whole city could see them. Dream counters that that's the whole point.

#iprefertheterminsane #the sandman #dreamling #nsft #cw exhibitionism

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eldritch-spouse · 2 years

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Morell's creepy lamp-shaped friend came to visit!

TW: Non-con fondling, brief descriptions of gore.

He's so damn tired of people waltzing into his fucking kitchen just for kicks.

Morell keeps that open for Grimbly to work quickly, not for other little fuckwits to slide in like they own the fucking place and do what they want. It just grates on his nerves so hard. He's going to have to address Admin on that.

The chef only left to go fetch spices from his stock in the warehouse. Something that simple. Not even one minute later and Turnip's tugging at his smock, saying someone "weird and tall" is in the kitchen.

The monster's seeing red before he can control himself, cleaver out of his pocket and storming back inside, ready to slice someone in pieces.

" WHAT THA FUCK DO Y- "

He freezes.

Somewhat hunched inside his workspace is someone Morell never expected to see any time soon, much less inside The Clergy. A long-time friend, him and the ink cap go way back. Back to when Morell was just a weird little runt shoveling holes in the forest next to his backyard to bury carcasses. He saw this dumbass digging up his work, got livid, they brawled, ended up being found by his parents and both got dragged in for dinner. The rest is history.

Lord, the fucker just keeps getting taller. Not an inch of meat on that rail-thin stem. He knows they come from different lineages, but it still bothers the blue one to see someone he considers a friend bend and move like a twig on legs. Speaking of, the pale shroom seems to be enamored with his latest collection of knives, yet to be properly put to use. Shags measures one with his freakishly spidery digit and hums, setting it down. He's about to reach for another when he notices the cook standing in the doorway with Turnip behind his leg.

" Mori, old friend...! " The shroom exclaims, exposed grin widening. That odd voice makes it seems as if he's always whispering, like there's something stuck in his throat. Though it's nowhere near as visceral as the jester's hacking.

Morell is quickly approached, dragged in for a hug that feels more like he's being snared in a net of weirdly drippy webbing. Ugh. " ... Shags? "

The other laughs quietly. " It's been a while, right? I love the set up you have going on! What are those little black things running around, do they taste good? "

Morell puts a comfortable amount of distance between the both of them. " Ey, hol' on, don' eat 'em, I need those alive and kickin'. " He warns. " I never thought ah'd see ya here? "

Shags nods. " And I never thought I would gather the courage to enter either! " A trembly rasp, Morell's been around him enough to not get creeped out by the other's mannerisms all that much. " But I'm so very glad I did, this place is marvelous. "

Morell wouldn't be that flowery about it, but whatever.

The chef scratches at the back of his cap, completely forgetting about the supposedly grave offense committed against him, far too curious about the other's presence to chastise him. " Well shucks, what brings ya here then? 'Side from wantin' ta check on lil' ol' me? "

Shags giggles, watching Pepper cautiously side-step him to reach the wooden spoons, only to get caught by the bigger monster. She trembles and her lip wobbles in fear, though she's learned not to make a scene by now. The shroom pokes her a little and licks his lips, debating. " I said don' eat 'em. "

" Right. Right... " The ink cap releases the blue bobble that nearly pissed itself in fear, she runs off, probably to have a meltdown. Shags straightens back up, as much as he can anyway, and turns to the chef. " Morell, show me your pigs! "

That makes him blink. " Ya know ya can buy some 'ere, right? Plenty ain't that expensive. "

The other huffs. " Well yes, but- I trust your judgement, Mori. You've always been good at picking them. " And you've always been good at stealing them, Morell wants to counter.

" Ya wanna buy one from me? "

" ... Maybe. "

He doesn't. He just wants to snoop, as usual.

Morell snorts. " Fine, c'mon. "

He guides the taller monster through the warehouse doors, walking past several shelves, containers, spare tools and many other thingamajigs that Shags seems visibly tempted to touch. Morell knows the other will investigate if he's not distracted.

" Ya still walkin' 'round with yer neck out? " He asks, sparing the monster a side-glance.

" Oh please, most can't even reach it. Plus... " The ink cap gestures to the strings of tar-like blackness dripping off his gills constantly. With an intentional sway of his head, some of them break off and fall to his robes, apparently absorbed. Yeah, any sort of scarf or covering would quickly get stained by the products of his autocannibalistic digestion. Wearing black isn't just an aesthetic choice, it's also a practical one.

" Slut. " He jabs regardless.

Shaghe only cackles.

Finally, they make it past the reinforced metal doors that lead to the smaller, decidedly bloody room where humans next on the butcher line are kept. Morell walks in and invites his friend, locking the doors behind them both. There's about five humans there, all of them bound to the walls, scarcely clothed, terrorized out of their minds and sustaining several wounds.

Shag's real freak comes out then, and Morell can't help but chuckle when the shroom breathes heavily, excitedly observing everyone and grinning with the same sort of awe he sported when they were teens and Mori used to let him watch his butcherings.

" Oh! Oh oh- They're sooo cute! " He gasps.

A man is grabbed by the chin, turned this way and that, whimpering in fear while Shags tests the give of his meat, cooing when he starts crying.

" I have no idea how you don't get distracted, Mori. " He titters.

Oh, he does.

A moan of discomfort catches the attention of both monsters.

In the corner lies a human, hunched on themselves in a fetal position. They're missing an arm and leg, some sections of their other limbs also picked at. They look sickly, miserable.

Shags crouches, touching them gently, freakish digits roaming that broken figure almost reverently. The bandaged stumps and poked and rubbed at almost luridly. " Oh sweet thing, it hurts, doesn't it? " It might not be noticeable with how much the shroom already drips, but he's salivating. Palms smooth over their abdomen, crotch and chest, Morell rolling his eyes at the other's babying.

The human seems barely coherent, sparing the ink cap a mostly confused glance.

" Oh Mori, this one is at death's doors. "

The chef shrugs. " Might be, some o' them don' take ta it very well. I honestly prefer ta cook 'em whole. "

" They've spoiled. " Shags laments. " Let me help them, old friend. "

Morell squints, never understanding the beanpole's fascination with death, but ultimately having no attachment to a pig that's not even that high quality.

" You gonna put 'em down? "

Shags picks the frail creature up, cradling them to his robes like a baby.

" Yes. "

That rictus is the perfect image of distortion, delusion and genuine warmth painted on it. He truly sees himself as a mercy. Some kind of benevolent reaper. Morell has always remembered Shaghe this way, yet never did he dare touch the subject with a ten foot pole. Respectful, silent understanding is the basis of their bond.

" I'll be sure to give them a happy end. "

The whisper buries itself in the chef's skull and he shivers in place, really not wanting to know what the ink cap considers to be a "happy" end.

#Morell oc #pinnie's art #Shags oc

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seraphicalsuccubus · 1 month

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I agree with the other anonymous posts. You definitely would make a great trophy wife but also like the idea of you being a free use housewife hehe

but like ….

I wanna be BOTH !!!!!

like. I wanna be the hot little free use trophy housewife that all your friends WISH they had at home and are envious of you for having because, for one, I’m just that fucking hot and you get full free reign of using me whenever the urge strikes you, but also because I actually take care of you and cook for you and look after your mental health and well-being and take care of the pets and stuff every day and just make sure the house is taken care of and always well kept and clean and just … yeah lmao

BUT on the flip side, let’s look at the cons (to someone else, I don’t see them as cons bc I’m biased and think I’m pretty great but I’m usually too much for most people so clearly these are cons to some of y’all lmao)

I also take cat naps on and off ALL day to make up for never sleeping at night or I stay up for like 4 days straight and then crash for 18+ hours so I go silent during random periods of the day. and I game too, so I go into murderous rages while pvping or raiding in WoW so you’ll hear occasional incoherent frustrated shrieking/screaming or me talking a LOTTTTT of shit about both the opposing faction’s team AND my team and also go on random tangents to you about the game in general fairly often and not just while I’m playing (and I’ll try to get you to play with me so I can have someone to play with and not just mindlessly queue battlegrounds or pug raids the entire time I’m online and have more of a drive to do in game things aside from those lmao). and also other tangents about random things themselves since I do ramble a LOT bc I fall down so many ADHD rabbit holes and have so many fixations and learn about so much random fucking shit just because and love to share that odd knowledge with people and that’s like despite taking 60mg of adderall every day lmao. and I also like to hoard an overwhelming amount of house plants so our house will look like a jungle (and collect expensive and rare plants especially) and will cover the house in gothy decor and gothy kitchenware and gothy cat towers and gothy cat toys and dark elegant gothy curtains with nice drapey kinda valances and sheers and multiple layers to them and we have to have a pretty canopy around our bed so we can pull the curtains around the bed closed and like retreat from the rest of the world and just have our time together at night. and I like to raise moths and butterflies and I want to pin and preserve the next set of specimens I raise so I can display them but like as something that I made and raised and brought to life and shit so it has more meaning to me bc I was the one who did everything to raise and then preserve them rather than having them just be pretty bugs encased in resin that I bought online and shit. and I collect big stompy platform goth boots from Demonia and thigh high stiletto heeled boots from Pleaser and a lot of goth clothing and expensive lingerie and sex toys. and I also need the AC on like constantly bc I like being cold and I prefer bundling up to try and stay cozy in cold rooms (unless I’m actually too cold and really need a heat source, then I’ll cave and turn the AC off lol). and I need a game room with a nice desk for my laptop and my two monitors and a new pink and white gaming chair to match my pink gaming set up (and the white mouse I want to replace the pink one I have rn bc I feel like a pink keyboard, pink kitty ear headset, and pink mouse is too much pink in one concentrated area so I wanna break it up w a white mouse and white on my chair instead, maybe???) and lots of nice RGB lighting in the room and make it a cozy lil space that you can share with me bc I want it to be OUR game room. and you have to randomly duet songs with me like anything from fucking Frank Sinatra to Megan Thee Stallion to Motionless in White to fucking Irish drinking songs and bands like The Clancy Brothers or The Dropkick Murphy’s to assorted musicals to Lights to the Pop Goes Punk albums to Disney songs like you gotta vibe to the whole fuckin spectrum of music with me always lmao. and I also need a nice vanity with a beautiful and BIG lighted mirror for when I do all my makeup and when I remove the old color/bleach/dye my hair and you’d have to help me install my new extensions every like 2-3 months bc I refuse to go to a salon to get them installed so I’d have to teach you to do it and you’d have to pay attention to me very closely so you don’t fuck them up bc then it’ll be a pain in the ass to fix and I’ll be frustrated and upset and then you’ll be frustrated too and all that. oh and I’m also gonna con you into doing my regular daily skincare routine w me even if I have to buy you different products bc we have different skin types and also drag you into the shower/bath with me whenever I wanna shower or relax in the tub, and yeah so like …..

ya gotta REALLY be down w ALL that, and then some, for me to actually be a trophy wife to any of y’all bc I’m a bit eccentric and high maintenance lmao … 😅

#thankfully my man loves all that about me so I’m a lucky lil gal !!!#side note: bro since when is there a character limit on text posts wtf ???? it told me I wrote too much when I tried to continue LMAO #ask

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robntunney · 11 months

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I’ve been home for almost 24 hours now and I still can’t believe everything that happened this weekend....

In February, I had promised myself for my 30th birthday this year, I would do one thing just for me. No questions asked. No wondering if it was too expensive. No second guessing myself. No fear holding me back.

Flash forward to about a month ago, Robin was confirmed as a guest at the June Spookala convention in Ocala, Florida. I knew that this was the thing I was gonna do. As soon as I saw it, I knew. Like a light switch was instantly flipped in my brain.

I’m going to put all of the details under the cut because I don’t want to fill up your dash with a super long post BUT I will say she is even more sweet than you would think. The time she takes with every group, talking to them, listening to them, making them feel comfortable is just so heart warming. I saw it at the auto table and in the pro picture booth. It was just genuine care.

To say that my heart is full after this weekend would be an understatement.

OK so these are all the details, that even to me have a major plot twist ending (I mean I’m still not sure it actually happened)

FRIDAY: I had made a poster myself to get signed because you guys know I can be a lil extra :) Plus I just felt like for me it would be more special. It is a watercolor collage of a good portion of her works. This was a horror con so most people are here to see her because of the craft (great movie) but I think as soon as she saw the poster, she might of realized I was here as a fan of her/her work over all as opposed to a fan of her in that specific movie. She loved it and asked if she could take a picture of it, which was fine with me. As she was signing, I was going back in forth in my head whether or not to show her my tattoo. But I quickly realized that I would be going against the true meaning behind it if I didn’t say anything. So I explained it to her (tattoo here & inspo here) and she told me she loved it and that it was so sweet and asked if she could take a picture of that too, which again, no problem here. I also did my pro photo on Friday which comes with a long story of it’s own but I’m gonna keep that one private (if we’re moots and you wanna know just message me!)

SATURDAY: This was a very busy day so I was just wondering looking at all the amazing vendors the show had (I bought so many stickers and a few pins). I did this a bit all days but couldn’t do it for long because all I wanted to do was buy all the things!!! I also did a little local exploring.

SUNDAY: I decided to hold off and get the jersey dress replica signed (partly because I wasn’t sure if I was actually going to do it) but I decided that I wanted to do it. My plan from the beginning was that I would get it signed and framed to auction off for charity. It is not beyond me that me even having the opportunity to do this is a privilege that not everyone has, so this was the best way I knew how to honor that and give back. When I got there, she remembered me (ngl that threw me) and we just started talking again and we started talking about edits, since now she had signed 2 things that I made. I told her about tumblr and @tmsource and how there are still a lot of the mentalist fans out there that are active now on many platforms. She said how talented we all are, everyone who makes edits, because she does see them. And she does like them! I told her my plans for the jersey dress and if she just wanted to shout out a charity on insta, I would see it at some point and make sure all proceeds of the jersey go to that charity. There was some more talking that I’m gonna keep for me but at the end she got up and said I have to give you a hug, which was so sweet :)

Here comes the twist..... Sunday night after I got myself all packed up since I was hitting Magic Kingdom in the morning before my flight and needed to get on the road early, I decided to do the insta post. You know to mark the end of the weekend. I tagged her in it because of course I thought she might see it, and see that I was very grateful for her time this weekend. I’ve had a not so great relationship with instagram in the past so after a full year of not having it on my phone except for a few times where I literally downloaded it, made a post and deleted it again, I hadn’t been using it. Just a few months ago had I decided to leave it on my phone, but I kept notifications off. After a few min, I get a text from a friend that just said omg britt. Of course I was confused, and was just like ??? They said look at instagram. She had liked and commented on my post. Of course I was shocked because even though when you tag someone you hope they see it, you know that it’s not a high probability of it actually happening. I replied and thanked her again for her time this weekend, and dropped a lil reminder about the charity recommendation for the jersey. (bonus fact, I almost deleted the comment when I tried to pin it, not a good time for me) I just kept thinking about how sweet it was that she was interacting with people who had been at the con after giving 3 whole days to everyone. Got on twitter, freaked out it a lil, then went back to insta to close the app out and I had more notifications. AND THIS IS WHAT I SAW......

I still don’t have words if I’m being honest. (context for the comment is in the last video on the post) I’m just still so grateful for this whole weekend. I’m grateful for my friends that helped me through it even if they were miles and miles away. I’m grateful for the privilege to even be able to do something like this. I’m grateful for Robin’s generosity. Just so grateful.

If you’ve made it this far, I love you. You’re a real one :)

#robin tunney #britt.txt #spookala #tumblr girlies unite

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sihtricfedaraaahvicius · 1 year

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Introduction? Introduction.

I figured that now I am getting more connected to some of you here, it's time to be a little less anonymous. I am ready to overshare.

My name is Sanne (she/her), I'm 28 and I am from/live in the Netherlands. I live with my boyfriend, who is from Lithuania, like Arnas, and the same age as him too, which simply amuses me endlessly at this point. We also have pet rats named Salem and Thor (yes, we had a Loki too).

I love movies, series, books and music. Music wise I am a metalhead at heart. I am an occultist and a pagan, and in general I love all things spooky. Our house is 24/7 in Halloween mode basically, and so am I. (If anyone from twitter is here right now who happens to follow me, you will know exactly who I am by this description lmao).

I only found TLK very, very recently. I am usually not a fan of period pieces, but one evening I was bored and this popped up on Netflix and I decided to give it a go. Many factors made me fall in love with the show and I binged it within two weeks, only a few weeks before the movie got released. It became a part of my life real quick.

A little fun fact: I was diagnosed with adhd only last year (fuck my life, right?) so it is easy for me to completely get lost into one thing. However, I know when something is going to stick with me and when something is just a quick hyperfixation.

And TLK? My dudes, it's a keeper.

Because of my adhd it is very hard for me to stay focused on something for a long time without getting distracted. The fact that I was able to binge this show with no interruption is insane to me. I started reading the books shortly after (I am currently reading the 4th book) and as much as I love reading: it is not easy for me either. The amount of half read books I have is something I will never tell. But I swear (on Thor's hammer) this whole series is made for people with adhd, because I have never read books so fast, so easily.

And I know it's impossible to tell, but my fave character is Sihtric. Why? I am not sure, it just happened.

I have never been into fanfics, but I was so eager to read more of him (and other characters) that I found myself searching for fics. But I was a little surprised by how "limited" results popped up, so here I am, doing god's work (just kidding). I am on sick leave for several reasons, and these lil fics give me some purpose during the day and keep me from bad habits, I've noticed, so I am just having fun here. I have no experience writing fics, I only write poetry, so to see nice and loving comments about my fics has been quite overwhelming and heartwarming!

Look at me, oversharing. Is anyone still reading this? Probably not.

Anyway...

I was lucky my bank account less lucky to see that Arnas, Mark, Alexander and Timothy will attend a comic con in Germany next week. I told myself not to go due to the finances, but with some luck (fate, perhaps?) I found out last week that I could make it. Alas, I got my tickets. For now I only have tickets secured for Arnas, but I will get a duo op with Mark and Arnas asap (because: faves).

I would love to meet Alexander and Timothy too, but the entire group op is just too expensive for me, unfortunately. I will travel alone and attend the con on my own and I am literally terrified. I have never been to cons alone (social anxiety has entered the chat) and the chances of getting a sensory overload and a meltdown are huge.

However, the fact that I made the decision to go there is really saying something about what this show, these characters and these people became to mean to me, in such a short period. Destiny really is all, I guess! Anyway, I have rambled for way too long. Sorry.

Feel free to introduce yourself to me!!

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worldismyne · 9 months

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Fixing Up Store-Bought Cosplay! (Miu)

I impulse bought this lot of DRV3 cosplays.

People on the DR amino voted for Miu to get fixed up first so I'm going to show you some tips on how to make this cosplay look a lil more like the spirites.

First the diagnosis...

Not great. The belts give me mad AoT cosplayer flashbacks. These things are cheap, sewn backwards and were already falling apart. Also don't understand why belts weren't just sewn to the costume???

So the first thing I did was buy actual leather harnesses and gloves. Amazon has belt harnesses that are clearly what informed her design without the anime physics involved. The new ones won't fall down.

Next was the sad tiny bow.

2.5 inch satin ribbon, I just stared at a Jojo Siwa bow until I could figure out to make the bow part bigger since the ribbon was the same width as the one I had. I wrapped the outter piece around nice and tight and did a few wip stiches to keep it in place. Anytime you're working with a ribbon, don't forget to use a lighter to melt the cut ends to keep them from fraying.

BIG

Next the goggles. I used spray glue and fabric to cover the lenses (I'll later put a layer of modge podge over it to give it some gloss.) Then hot glues gold rings to it. Always check remanent bins at craft stores for little things like this.

They're supposed to be little lenses, but it's all about the illusion. I found some gold buttons later to mimic hinges.

The wig I left braided and let bake in my car for a week (an easy way to heat set wigs in the desert). This trick might work with a steamer, but the goal is to let the braids (and positioning them in waves) to both curl the wig and keep them in those little tendril ropes. The bangs were completely unstyled, so i was able to cut and tease them in relation to my face shape <3

The socks were the easiest fix. Cut off the toes and turned them into leg warmers. They go down boots, so it doesn't matter if they're real socks. What matters is they scrunch up above the boots.

Here's the finished product! With the belts being adjustable, it made it easier to fit everything to my body. It also helped the costume look less baggy and let me shove the top of the skirt under the waist belt to make it look like a mini skirt without sewing! The arm belts art attached to the shirt with two whipstiches. That way, I can still easily remove it to wash the shirt.

I already owned the boots and they're in her color palette, so lil bit of artistic liberties there. I feel they work tho and I'm really trying not to buy anymore cosplay shoes (they're the most expensive and people rarely include them in pics at con.) Same for the necklaces. I have a few barbed wire necklaces on the way, but it might be too much now that the belts connect the neck like they're supposed to.

Overall I'm really happy, even if I went over budget thanks to the belts.

Retail, what I got from the cosplay lot for Miu would have been around $78 new (This includes the wig and goggles).

After buying new accessories, I spent a total of $69.32 So I consider that a win!

The next will be Kaede............ If you know, you know.

#danganronpa #drv3 #miu iruma #cosplay wip #cosplay tips #miu iruma cosplay

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pinkprettycure · 8 months

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one artist take i got is that a lot of artists who work full time on their art refuse to recognize their privilege and love to cling to the small indie starving artist trope to make themselves look sympathetic and admirable i suppose because if you're able to work full time on art without worrying about choosing between that and food and if you can afford to produce expensive merch like backpacks and plushies and sustain a web store and you got your own studio and everything it's like...l you're NOT that poor starving artist you want to pretend you are? you can not hide behind thst label to dodge criticism as it is, it barely even fucking applies to you anymore.

like there's people actually over here taking commissions or they Die and I get tired of seeing ppl who are able to go to cons every year and sustain themselves with an online shop selling merch full time complaining about how they're small baby small indie business small artist and they don't even make all that much money from their mass produced plushies. mind you factory manufacturing plushies is like easily like a solid 1.5k per design + a few hundred for the prototype at the minimum order quantity which i know for a fact because i've gotten quotes, it's not that lil 50 dollar vograce charm order

like i don't even see myself as that poor starving artist anymore. and i certainly can't afford to get actual fuckign backpacks and plushies mass produced

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Had this lil idea after going to a convention…Edward X Cosplayer Reader. Al ends up dragging Ed to a convention and even convinces him to cosplay as Howl Pendragon. Helps him to style his hair and stuff but Ed’s pouting about wanting to wear it in his usual braid or at least a ponytail.(He draws the line at blue contacts) While at the convention Ed ends up running into the reader who’s cosplaying as Sophie and asks to take a picture with him. Al of course doesn’t miss the opportunity to tease Ed and ‘wander off’ to give Ed a moment with his Sophie. Cute convention hang out ensues! Browsing the artist alley and getting cute and cool shit in the vendor hall. Hanging out in the gaming rooms and anime viewing rooms and grabbing food together.

Convention Date HCs (Edward Elric)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗜𝗦 𝗦𝗢 𝗖𝗨𝗧𝗘 𝗪𝗔𝗔𝗔𝗔𝗔𝗛𝗛𝗛𝗛𝗛 𝗶 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗼 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝘆 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘂𝗽 𝘀𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 :))

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

The moment he spots you, he’s absolutely dumbstruck with just how pretty you are

Aside from the fact that you’re like are a thousand times more beautiful than Sophie from the movie

The excitement in your eyes as you ask to take a picture with him is enough to make the whole hassle of going to this convention worth it

Of course, Al is the one to pose you two in the cutest picture ever like bruhhhh

But you guys are quick to attract attention and now a bunch of other people want pics of you two together!!!!!!!!11

It’s a little weird at first, being stuck out in the hallway as so many people shove their cameras in his face

But in between pictures and poses, he’s able to get to know you better !!!

Turns out you just got here a couple of minutes prior and you’re all alone bc your friends were busy ):

Luckily, this Fullmetal gentleman is more than glad to be your escort for the rest of the day !!!

Though it’s a little under 20 minutes after you two first met before he recognizes the growing look of discomfort on your face with all the attention and he does the honor of telling everyone that “He and Sophie have to get back to the castle” as he takes your hand

(Saying it feels so cheesy that he can’t help but turn red. Though making you giggle is the biggest reward )

Before he knows it, he’s leading you aimlessly throughout the convention, just listening to you talk about every little anime and game that’s on your mind

At some point, Al completely disappears from view- but Ed’s a little too focused on the way you look so cute and focused while playing Mario Kart for the Wii in the game hall to notice

Plus he did give him all the time in the world to show off his DDR skills, much to your excitement

(bruh with the way he fights, he absolutely 100% could be a good dancer if he wanted)

And he absolutely could NOT help himself from buying the huge, handmade plushie from one of your favorite shows when he noticed you eyeing it every time you thought he wasn’t looking

He did, however, let you buy matching phone charms for each other and exchange phone numbers for each other

Though that was only after he bought you (an expensive as hell) lunch from one of the themed cafes,,, and carried your bags while holding your hand all-day

But it’s all fine !! Really !! Besides, you two were already making plans for the next con!

With a few coffee dates in between ;]

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