#i can give more concrete tips if you would prefer that

[egophiliac]

Hello! Sorry to bother but do you have any digital art tips? I’m quite new to it and any tips, tricks or advice would be helpful! Your coloring style is very beautiful and I love it a lot!

thank you! 💚💚💚 sorry this is a bit late, hopefully there's still something helpful in it!

(also, it got pretty long, sorry!)

I think the biggest thing is to just take things slow -- digital art feels different than drawing traditionally, and it's SUPER easy to get overwhelmed by the billions of cool features that the digital world offers. (I say, as someone who spends a lot of time downloading cool brushes and textures...and then never using them ever.) there is a ton of really cool stuff you can do digitally, but because there's so much, I think it's really important to take time to figure out what is and isn't working for you. spend some time doodling without any intent to do a finished piece, figure out how you like to hold (or not hold) your tablet, what keyboard shortcuts you end up using a lot (and therefore might want to map to your pen/tablet buttons for quicker use)...that kind of thing!

everyone's workflow and preferred program and style are different, so it's hard to give hard-and-fast general advice. but the things that I think of as the essentials for learning digital art programs, and what I think of as a good order to focus on learning them in (although YMMV, especially depending on what kind of art you're doing):

brush customization (e.g. flow, opacity, softness)

layers and layer masks

selections and transformations (e.g. scale, rotate, flip horizontal/vertical, skew) (skew is underrated and I will die on that hill)

blending modes (e.g. multiply, screen)

adjustments/adjustment layers (e.g. hue/saturation, curves)

and I think most stuff after that is gravy! often very good gravy though! but yeah, as overall advice I recommend just taking things one little bit at a time, spending some time just drawing and messing around with each feature and what you can do with it. whether or not you end up incorporating any of it into your workflow, it's always good to try things out and just see how they feel! :D

and just so there is at least a little more concrete helpfulness in here, here's a few more specific things that I think are super important to keep in mind!

use! your! tablet/pen buttons! I mentioned this earlier, but they are extremely useful for keyboard shortcuts that you use often! most programs will also let you create new shortcuts for other things -- personally, I use the magic wand tool to fill in big color blocks a lot, so I made shortcuts for 'expand selection' and 'fill' and then mapped them to my tablet buttons.

flop your work horizontally often! when you're working on something, you get used to the way it looks, so seeing it mirrored is a quick way to see it with fresh eyes! in my experience, it often feels like this:

(a common thing is to find that everything is sort of 'leaning' too much one way, which is where skew really comes in handy!) (seriously, I love skew, it is my savior)

if you're working with color, keep a hue/saturation adjustment layer (or a layer filled with black or white and set to Color) on top and toggle it on occasionally to check your values! a lot of people who know a lot more about color than me (and are better at putting it into words) have written about why values are so important, so all I'll say is that the rule of thumb is that your image should still be readable in greyscale:

there are some exceptions and grey areas (do ho ho), but it's a good general rule to keep in mind! (some programs also have a colorblind mode, so you can check to see how your work will look to someone with colorblindness!)

and finally, here's some digital art programs I recommend, if you're still looking for a good one!

free: krita, FireAlpaca

paid: ClipStudio, Procreate (iOS/iPad only)

#art #...sort of #horizontally flipped mal isn't my favorite drawing i've ever done of him #but it's up there #anyway i do personally use photoshop #but i absolutely do not recommend it when there are better and free-er art programs out there #it is the equivalent of texting with a giant 90s-block phone that has been jury-rigged to somehow install whatsapp #because i don't NEED a new phone i KNOW how to use this one it's FINE #(oh god i've become my dad) #someday i will have to actually switch to clipstudio and learn new keyboard shortcuts :(

[heartfullofleeches]

Thxxx! To the anon that asked about Erin wearing a skirt! because what if he found out his darling has a thing for tough guys in skirts!💖 I don’t know what type he buys tho? Like a long black maxi skirt? A cute one (that’s your favorite color) with ruffles and bows? Or a super short skirt (of any one you want) that barely manages to hide all that BADONKADONK 💖💖

Also maybe some nsfw if your up for it!

Erin getting sucked off while on top of a counter? (Or anywhere else if you prefer) you making him hold his skirt up as you stare at him while sucking him off. Legs on you shoulders and hands on his thighs! Just incase he tries to close them! 💖

Pegging Erin in the skirt (obviously) it allows you to easily give his ass a good smack and keeps him looking cute. Does he (fake) complain? Yes. But once you start praising (or degrading) him, how cute he looks all dolled up, only pretty sluts get fucked, and how would everyone that he bullies react if they found out their tormentor likes to wear cute skirts and get fucked like a cheap whore. He can’t help how much he loves it!

Thank you for reading my ask btw! Hope you like it!

(So I saw this ask after yesterday's post, but I felt that this would be a good continuation)

Erin runs three yellow lights on his drive to your place. He's already half way there before you send him your address. He knew your address due to the harmless act of following you home on weekends and when he wasn't hanging out with his click. At stops he's unable to past he adds a second coat of lip gloss and draws under his eyes with the eye shadow he picked up from a drug store on the way. His heels clack loudly against concrete as he marches to your door. It opens right as he raises his fist to knock.

Erin quickly brushes his hair over his shoulder. "Hi."

"Hey. Heard you coming."

"Yeah... Just got a little excited to see you is all..." Erin trails off. Fuck, was that too far? He was desperate for you, but he didn't want you to know he was. That, amongst other things would probably scare you off. Was he trying too hard? Too little? God, he just wanted you to kiss him already.

"So what are we going to-"

Grabbing Erin by his collar, you drag him into a kiss and your home as you slam the door behind him. The pressure on his neck makes his vision fuzzy, but he parts his lips as your teeth and tongue abuse the soft flesh. He feels your hands going up his skirt as the muscle violates the back of his throat; palming him through the panties he wore. You pull back, lifting his skirt to see the lace fabric in your grasp; the tip of his cock peaking from it band.

Erin forces a shakey smile. "Like what you see?"

"Thought I was jumping the gun at first, but you were hoping this would happen, weren't you? I figured last week in the cafeteria was to get my attention, but- wow."

"Been trying to catch your eye for a while. Do anything for you at this point."

"Guess I should make it up to you." You bring him over to the couch and dive in for another kiss as you lift his shirt over his chest, stealing those last bits of lip gloss clung to his lips. The initials engraved into over his heart should bother you, but he looks so pretty that you can ignore it for now.

"Freak."

Erin's cock twitches at the insult. You peck his cheek and catch the drool falling from his open mouth before sinking to the floor. You free his length from its restraint, skirt blocking the view.

"Lift up for me."

Erin rolls his skirt up his legs, thighs clenched as you pump his cock. You push them apart with ease and get into position as you take the head of his cock into your mouth. He whines, spreading his legs more rather than trying to close them as you swirl your tongue around his girth. He wants to hold the hand gripping his thighs, but prioritizes keeping his skirt out of your face. Your nails dug into his skin as your mouth closes around him. Whether intentional or not - Erin throws his head back with a drawn out moan.

"Y/n, s-shit, too much- I cant-"

He weakly taps your shoulder, but you pay no mind as you take him down to base. You stare up at him with a look that ties his stomach into knots. Pulling back, his cock shines with your saliva and the gloss you had sucked off his lips minutes ago. The tears in his eyes leave messy, black streaks down his face as you edge him; kissing and slowly rolling your tongue over his cockhead as you lick the drops of pre-cum. His body tenses, knuckles as white as sheets gripping the hem of his skirt. Your nails go over the red marks in his skin once more and he sees white.

"F-fuck..." Erin shutters and moans through his release, shooting his load directly on your tongue as you stroke him through his high and stick it out to catch it all. His cock falls limp against his stockings which you tuck in it as you climb up his body and into his lap. Dazed, he licks his now dry lips and lifts his head signaling for a kiss. You comply, the taste of his release fresh in your mouth as you plant another kiss on his lips. He could hardly care less as he allows you to spit in his mouth right before you tangle your tongue with his. You give him a moment's rest before sinking your teeth into his neck, groping his thighs as you lead his hand to your waist.

"Up for more, pretty boy~"

#Erin my oc #yandere oc #yandere #yandere imagines #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere insert #yandere blurb #yandere headcanons #male yandere #yandere scenarios #yandere smut #yandere drabble #yandere x y/n #yandere lemon

[venusandsaturnsrings]

ahhh…this is a bit fluffy, but i can’t stop thinking about what puppy/ fox taru would be like once we actually have his pups…how overprotective he’d be, how he’d constantly want more and more…whatd he’d be like as a dad…cooking and helping his mate look after the puppies…i’m just so full of domestic taru rn it’s killing meeee ｡･ﾟ(ﾟ> <ﾟ)ﾟ･｡

- 🕷️ (i hope ur doing good venus !!! take care of yourself :33)

WAHHHHH I <3 FLUFFY TARU THOUGHTS TOO!! papa taru is the sweetest i know it!! esp puptaru and foxtaru :3 these lil droplets fit both of them but i think they gear a tad more to foxtaru… i’m kissin u sweetly on the head!! i lob u!! <3

he’s an overwhelmingly protective mate and father!! you and your shared pups mean the world to him and he’d rather eat concrete than let anything happen to any of you.

he’s the first to notice you’ve been successfully knocked up. with a nose as keen as his, the second his seed has taken, his face is smooshed directly onto your stomach and his tail is wagging fast enough he could power several cities. preparations follow immediately afterwards!! he’s finding the best clothes, foods, and books for your kids and sitting awake for hours reading up on parenting tips. between his intense study sessions and needed sleep, he’s coddling you as if you’re the baby!! anything you could possibly need, he’s already got set aside. strange food combinations? give him a minute to run to the fridge. back pain? he’s pulling out pain relievers from his pocket. emotional swings? a cozy nest is waiting for you. consider yourself fully taken care of!!

to put it gently, he’d love to have a big family. he grew up with tons of siblings and wants that for his kids too; definitely doesn’t have a major thing for breeding pshhhh what are you talking about!! he is accommodating though, if you only want one or two he can settle for that!! but he’d prefer to have between three and five… he’s a big family man so don’t worry about being overwhelmed, he’s more than happy to take care of them all when you’re too tired or too busy growing round with another one!!

other behaviours you can expect from papa taru include:

- baths. also known as him licking your face and neck all over.

- the loudest happy chirping and grumbling you’ve ever heard; he’s like a motor.

- a growing collection of cook books.

- an increase in little gifts left for you ranging from pretty rocks to expensive clothes.

- the renovation dad instinct kicking in. he’s building playrooms, decks, and designing bedrooms.

- guiding nuzzles directing you towards whatever you need before you’ve even realized you need something; food, rest, exercise, etc.

#childe x reader #tartaglia x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #puptaru #foxtaru #fox childe #🕷️ anon my beloved <3 #chit chats

[yurinaa-world]

Hii! Read your works from hsr and saw that you have open request so here I am ^^ Could you maybe write something about Gepart having an So from the Underworld? Like she's the complete opposite of him, and kinda acts like a Sampo, but well, more trusted. Maybe now even dating but something like his crushing on a villain and she's always flirty with him when they meet and enjoys making him flustered? Or from meeting to dating (they could meet because even through she doesn't really step out of the Underworld she came to rescue Sampo from trouble and after that she just kept pooping out somewhere around him, when his alone on duty but the soldiers are gone somewhere. SO SORRY IF IT'S TOO LONG BUT THIS MAN JUST HAS ME :`)) if u don't wanna write it or want to change something that's completely fine! Idk for what genter you prefer writing (or just didn't notice if u write that somewhere, sorry! +) for and even trough I would ask for a female any other is still fine by me! Hope you'll have a wonderful day/night because u deserved it and remember that you're amazing!!!

Characters: Gepard x Female Reader

Synopsis: Gepard with a S/O from the underground

Warnings: fluff, might be some spelling errors.

Notes: I hope you liked it :)

𝒢𝑒𝓅𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝐿𝒶𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓊

The sight of Belobog was beautiful from the tall wall you were sitting on, with the cold air hitting your skin and making your body shudder. The surface was way colder than the underground to you, and snow fell from the clouded sky, making its way to land on top of your hair. "Wow, it's really cold out," you said to yourself before sneezing and rubbing your nose with your hands before crouching down. "Now, now where are you?" you said, squinting your eyes, looking around for your dear lover.

Before your eyes narrowed down to the familiar blonde hair of Gepard, he looked so charming in armor, almost like a prince, which you admire. It seemed that he was talking to some Silvermane Guards. Waiting for those guards felt like an eternity, but if they saw you, you would be thrown behind bars. But you wanted to get closer, so mumbling some incoherent insults under your breath before jumping off the wall and landing softly onto the soft white snow over the concrete before quickly dashing behind a wall.

Hearing guards and Gepard's conversation coming to an end. "You all should be on the lookout just in case the underworlders come back." Gepard told the guards before dismissing them back to their regular stations that he closed his eyes and took a long breath. As you slowly popped out of your hiding place and gently blew his ear, making him flinch and snap his head towards you, "You shouldn't be here!" he covered the ear you blew him with one hand.

"What, can I not see my lover anymore?" You said, pouting, "If the guards see you, do you know what the consequences would be?" Gepard scolded, "I know I'll be behind bars." You sigh dramatically, "But I haven't been caught yet." You added before grinning at him mischievously, "I have something to give you." Before Gepard could say anything, you kissed his cheek.

Seeing his face go a little red from your actions, "you shouldn't be doing those in public," he blushed. "I'm sorry, but I couldn't help myself. Come on, you want to give me a kiss, don't you?" you grin. Gepard sighed before pulling you into a small kiss. He pulled away after a few seconds. "You're such a tease," he mumbled.

"I know,"  you giggled as he cleared his throat awkwardly. "You should get going before a guard sees you." "aw well, when you're alone, I want a bunch of kisses." You wink at Gepard, who turned a shade of red before giving him one last peck on the lips. You wave happily as you disappear around a corner.

if you liked this, consider tipping me on ko-fi! it'd mean a lot!

#✧*:･ﾟ✧:･ Yurinna's Writing :･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ #gepard x reader #gepard honkai starrail #honkai starrail #gepard honkai x reader #honkai starrail x gn reader #gepard x gn reader #gepard landau x reader #gepard hsr x reader #hsr x you #hsr x y/n #hsr x reader

[davidfarland]

Writing a Passive Protagonist?

(by @septembercfawkes )

One of the most common pieces of writing advice given in regards to protagonists, is that the protagonist needs to be active. In fact, the origin of the word “protagonist” comes from the Greek words “first” and “one who contends for a prize, combatant, actor.” Nonetheless, many writers struggle with passive protagonists—they may not understand why passive protagonists are a problem, what a passive protagonist even is, or how to make them active. In this article, I will give you some tips.

Characteristically Passive Protagonists

Not everyone is an innately motivated go-getter. In fact, some people want nothing more than to stretch out in a hammock with a cold beverage and watch the world go by. Others may even be considered lazy. A protagonist may have these same characteristics. They have little interest in getting anywhere else in life, and they’d rather other people solve society’s problems.

They may only act when the stakes get serious enough—when they want to avoid a big bad possibility, or when something threatens their carefree lifestyle, or when an opportunity comes along that is too good to pass up.

When this happens, they often turn into reluctant heroes.

Just because a protagonist prefers to be a passive bystander, doesn’t mean they actually are in the plot.

When people advise against passive protagonists, they are advising against protagonists who are passive in the plot—not protagonists who would prefer to do nothing.

Protagonists Who are Passive in the Plot

A protagonist who is passive in the plot is one who is largely letting the story happen to them, and they aren’t doing anything to make the story happen.

The protagonist doesn’t take any real action to address the main conflict. He doesn’t have wants or goals, or, if he does, he doesn’t make concrete, measurable plans for how to obtain those things. He doesn’t take action to get something.

Instead, he is simply a target of the next attack from the antagonistic force.

All he does is wait for the conflict to pass (or maybe for the antagonist to show some mercy).

Many beginning writers find themselves writing passive protagonists, thinking that this passivity somehow makes the character more likeable by making them more sympathetic.

In reality, the most sympathetic pains and conflicts come as a cost to getting a goal. It’s the struggle to get somewhere, despite the antagonistic forces, that is most meaningful.

We all have bad things happen to us, and it’s unfortunate.

But when someone chooses to pursue something that requires hardships as a cost . . . that pain is more meaningful.

A passive protagonist is also more difficult to get invested in.

It’s hard to care about someone who does nothing.

In contrast, it’s easy to care about someone who is struggling to do “everything.”

Is My Protagonist Too Passive in the Plot?

If a bystander character swapped roles with my protagonist, would the direction of and outcomes in the story change?

Is my protagonist making decisions that influence what happens next?

Does my protagonist make choices that affect the main conflict?

Is my protagonist creating meaningful changes to almost every scene?

That last one may seem a little over-the-top to some people, but trust me, if you have consistent, solid scene structure, your protagonist should be making significant choices in nearly every scene.

Turning Passive Protagonists into Active Protagonists

Give the Protagonist a Goal.

Goals are the first ingredient of plot, because if the character isn’t trying to accomplish anything, then what happens doesn’t really matter all that much.

Almost always, the protagonist should have a want that manifests in a concrete goal. But the goal needn’t be huge and aspirational. It just needs to be significant and attainable. A goal such as drinking water can feel important if the character is at risk of dying from dehydration. A want or goal that isn’t attainable—that the character can’t take action to get—is little better than having no goal.

It should be a goal that the character can make and carry out plans for. Otherwise, it’s really just a wish.

At the most basic level, there are just three types of goals.

Obtain something

Avoid something

Maintain something

And if you pick the last one, something has to disrupt the maintaining for there to be a story (at which point, the character then tries to return things to “normal”).

Include Significant Stakes.

Stakes are what are at risk in the story. But I find it most helpful and most accurate to think of them as potential consequences. What good things will happen if the character gets the goal? What bad things will happen if she doesn’t? These are some questions to ask to come up with relevant stakes.

If you are struggling with a passive protagonist, there is a good chance that the stakes aren’t big enough yet. Almost anyone will take action when the potential consequences get serious enough. A self-absorbed protagonist may not stick his neck out to save his neighbor from bandits, but if the bandits were threatening his life, he’d take action and carry out a plan.

If the stakes are already significant and the character still isn’t acting, chances are that you have the wrong stakes. You need to think about what matters to the character. What can you offer her that will get her to act? What can you threaten to take away?

Pressure the Character to Make Important Choices.

Passive protagonists often aren’t exercising their agency. Active protagonists are. Once there is a goal, with stakes, the story should put pressure on the protagonist to make important choices about how to move forward. Often the character will be pushed into a crisis. A crisis is where the character has to decide between two opposing paths, and the decision is difficult because each option has significant stakes.

For example, say the character’s goal is to find a cure for her best friend’s fatal illness. She takes action by visiting a prior enemy who knows where the cure is. The enemy says he can get her the cure, if she swears herself to him. Our character is now in a crisis. Get the cure to save her friend, and be a slave to her enemy? Or don’t get the cure and have her best friend die?

Whoever your protagonist is, makes sure they are active in the story by implementing these elements.

Learn more at https://mystorydoctor.com/

#writing tips #writing tips and tricks #writeblr #writing helps #writing references #fanfic #oc

[ovaryacted]

hi nic!! any advice on how to start writing on tumblr? i have so many ideas for Leon fics (like, i swear, my head is about to explode) but this place terrifies me sm, i just want to write cheesy stuff about that man and give him a break

Heyyy anon! I know you sent this a couple of days ago but I hope my answers will be able to give you a guide. I also may not be so proficient on this since 1 - I started taking writing seriously in late August of last year and 2 - I'm sort of an inconsistent writer when it comes to fanfics lol. But regardless, I'll give you some tips that helped me along the way. This also may be a tad long so I apologize but I will try to make this cohesive lmao.

1 - For one, write what you want, not because it's popular but because you want to write it. In the beginning, I was always somewhat anxious about how other people would interpret my writing especially when it came to my understanding and experience of kinks, and as a result, I burnt myself out and stopped writing for a while. I also grew detached from the very thing that I enjoyed (Leon), and it made being a part of the community less fun even if it's crazy. Write what you want because you want to, not because it's popular or trendy but because it will make you happy. Don't do shit for clout or popularity either, especially if you're not interested in writing smut, because believe me you will start hating your comfort character and you don't want that to happen. The right people who like your content will find you and stick around, believe me. It's easier said than done to not get discouraged, but it's not impossible. KEEP GOING!

2 - Develop a style or aesthetic. You don't necessarily have to do this part, it's more of a personal preference thing, but I think finding a specific way to organize moodboards, pictures, or fonts will make your work stand out. It took me a while to figure out how I like setting up my posts in the certain way that I do, but it pays off because it feels more like I have ownership over my own work. Plus, it's fun making your posts cute, all the more reason to do it.

3 - Write things in the way you can best describe it. What I mean by this is don't feel discouraged that you don't use big extravagant words and metaphors in your writing. Sometimes, people will use very descriptive language that authors use and it can be hard to consume for people who want to come online and destress, now they have to figure out what words mean. (No hate to authors who do that either, very appreciative of them actually and they're very inspiring). All I'm saying is that you don't need to write like you're writing a thesis from Oxford, write how it comes to your head, and edit it after, no pressure. Writing is supposed to be fun, not stressful, so don't stress yourself out more by using words you don't need. Writing is a skill, which people often forget. So the more you do it, the more it will come naturally to you and you will develop your "writing style" on your own. What you should take away from this, is to just write what's on your mind anyway.

4 - When writing, have a plan. You don't always need an outline, and some people can write full pieces on the fly or just blurbs of small ideas that come to mind, but some brainstorming really helps. Usually, once you actually sit with an idea and plan it out a bit longer, you can find out other things you want to add to the piece you're putting out. It also just makes things more concrete, but then again, everyone has different ways to write. There's nothing wrong with testing out a few ways before doing it in the best way you understand.

5 - Follow creative writing pages for inspiration on prompts or writing tips. There is nothing wrong with seeking out material for inspiration or at least a start, or even following other writers and getting inspired to do your own twist or take on something they wrote (with credits obviously). There are so many pages out there that are meant to give creators a guide on how to strengthen their writing and ideas they can use for themselves. People don't own tropes or ideas, the world is your oyster, don't be scared to choose one thing and get that extra push you need to create what you want.

6 - Last thing I'll say is don't be scared to interact with other people. Tumblr is literally meant for interactions, without that we have nothing. I know this site is scary sometimes, but there are people on here who are in the same position as you right now, wanting to get started but don't know how. Sometimes, you just have to start and worry about all the other "professional" shit afterward. There is no right way to manage a blog, you do what you want to do on your space. Be weird! Be crazy! Be different! As long as you're having fun, that's all that should matter.

7 - And another thing, don't be afraid to use the tags. That's what they're there for, use them. You're not spamming the tags or being annoying, use them to give your posts visibility and keep it pushing.

Also big note: don't worry about other people, block who you need to block, and stay out of the drama. Believe me, it will make your time on here much easier to digest and less scary. The discourse is never worth it, because you don't know these people, and they don't know you. It's the internet, shape your own experience and what you want to do on here.

#ovaryacted asks #writing tips

[rollercoasterwords]

Any tips for writing great angst?

had 2 think abt this for a bit bc as i've said before my writing process is largely intuitive but!! here's what i've come up with:

1 - read angst <3

this might seem like basic advice but! i would be remiss if i did not mention that part of the way i learned how to come up with angsty situations was simply by reading a lot of angsty stories. now when i write if i'm trying to come up with angst i'll often find myself thinking about what stories have stuck with me in the past and what made them so heart-wrenching.

2 - muddy the waters

i find that when i'm trying to write a heartbreaking story, including a clear Wrong and Right character often diminishes the angst. for example--if two characters are fighting, but one is clearly framed as The Bad Guy and the other is clearly framed as The Victim, the story can of course be sad, but it sort of falls into an easy emotional logic to follow of sympathy for the victim and anger at the bad guy. the stories that i find stick with me much more are ones that include conflict with no clear right and wrong side, where you can understand where both characters are coming from and sympathize with both while also understanding that they are hurting each other. i also prefer these types of stories because i think they tend to be in conversation with the reader more, whereas stories with a clear Good versus Bad setup are kind of just feeding you a script of what you're supposed to feel much of the time. so even if you do have a clear antagonist in your story, i find it more compelling if there is more to the antagonization than just some Inherent Evil.

3 - make it unfair

when something bad happens, most people's first instinct is to look for a clear reason or for someone to blame. additionally, i think a lot of people will instinctively try to find ways to sort of "lessen the blow"--to make the Bad Thing that happened hold some greater meaning, or to say things like "they're in a better place now," etc. that is all perfectly understandable when seeking comfort in the wake of a tragedy--but if you're trying to write angst, take that comfort away! if you want to kill a character, make it abundantly clear to the reader that that character does not want to die, that they have so much to live for, etc etc. make bad things happen randomly, for no reason. make bad things happen to people who don't deserve it. make bad things happen that don't lead to any greater good, that perhaps even make things worse. make bad things happen that were so easily avoidable, but for whatever reason just could not be avoided in this instance. if you really want to twist the knife, a good way to do it is by leaving the reader going, "it's just so unfair!"

4 - leave problems unresolved

this ties into the last point, because again, what is goes back to is taking away the comfort that we seek when something bad happens. if your goal is to write really intense angst, then one of the best ways to do that is to leave whatever problem is causing strife unresolved, or at least to avoid giving a clear resolution/happily-ever-after.

anyway! hope that's helpful :) i'm happy to give like. more concrete examples of any of these points if anything wasn't clear or to try and elaborate more, but...yeah. i feel like these are just some overarching things to consider when you're trying to decide how angsty you wanna make something!

#ask #writing tips

[dykelawlight]

you're one of the best nsfw writers writing lawlight at the moment what are your tips for being explicit without giving people the ick

Oh wow, thank you ⁠— this is really really sweet!! Let me see what I can think of that's like...concrete building blocks

First things first: if you don't know, research! It's always great to pull from experience when possible, but there have also been many nonfiction books and such written about like, basically Kink Rules™ that can be very helpful to pull from when you're trying to plot out how a scene would go or what you personally find really sexy. (Of course, there are plenty of these that are cringe and icky too because the ~kink community~ is vast and contains many people who are very annoying, so take what works and leave the rest.) I once read an entire book that was just about bootblacking/shoe stuff because I didn't know a lot about it and thought it sounded hot. As a broader example, I write and prefer dom/sub stuff (as you well know!), so I like Dossie Easton & Janet Hardy's The New Topping Book and The New Bottoming Book, both of which can be kind of hokey but which have a lot of sexy things to say from the perspective of people who engage in d/s relationships and scenes irl aimed at people who may be new to one or both. (They're also both available digitally but they're pretty easy to secure hard copies of if you think you'll get any significant use out of them.) I would say I don't need to refer to these personally as a source of actual new knowledge at this stage of my life, but specific concepts or scenes that resonate and/or that I've never personally tried can bloom into fanfic stuff later.

I write things down immediately as they occur to me. If I'm fuckin standing in the elevator and I experience a vision of a character I'm writing like moaning a specific phrase or some shit I'll straight up jot it in my notes app so I don't forget and can build on it. I also often will write when I personally am already kind of warmed up because I find that's when the least inhibited and therefore hottest shit hits the page, to be cleaned up and edited into presentableness by my less-revved self in the future.

Stick to basic terms for most things 99.9% of the time. I find that "cock" and "cunt" etc., while sort of standard and definitely something you'll probably see a lot of if you ctrl+F your fic later, are basically the "said" of porn. Not everything needs to have an explicit description all the time. I will also slide into use of "dick" and "pussy" when I feel it's raunchy and hot to do so but I generally don't come up with any shit other than that. Never talk about anybody's "pearl" or "flower" or shit. I'm not saying you can't make comparisons to those things, but it can't be The Word you use to talk about someone's genitalia.

On the opposite spectrum, too much use of "moan" to describe sounds and sentences gets very repetitive very fast! People make a lot of different noises during sex and describing more of them than just moaning adds depth and sexiness. Much like "said," that's not to say it doesn't have its place and not every word should be "yelped" "whimpered" "sobbed" etc. (though I am partial to the latter), but it doesn't need to be every sound, either.

Don't be afraid to write shit you like even if you feel like you might be the only person on the planet who finds it really sexy. I'm writing strap sex for this next fic I'm working on and, while it's obviously a very broad category, I know it's not everyone's cup of tea and some people are actively averse to it in lesbian fic. That's fine, but I know what I like and what I like is to get my silicone dick wet, so that's what's going to happen. I guarantee other people will find it and enjoy stuff you wrote just for you even if they maybe originally didn't think it was for them.

That's everything that immediately comes to mind!! I welcome feedback/comments/reblogs etc. here because I have some HOTTTT writers following me who I think frankly put me to shame 🙇🏻‍♂️

[jolliestlolli]

hey, hope you're doing okay after last night. also, how do you think drunk ryoma would act like (tho i personally think he would avoid alcohol)

Hi I'm doing okay, just being sleepy like always

But as for your question OH BOY, this is actually something I've thought about more than I would care to admit, so allow me to pull aside my disjointed thoughts and headcanons to give the most concrete answer that I can:

So naturally, I think he'd be a huge lightweight. Not just cause of his size (although that is a big factor) but because he almost never drinks in the first place (like you said). So it only takes about one particularly strong drink to get him slurring his words.

As for what kind of drunk he is, I can imagine him kinda cycling through Mad Drunk, Emotional Drunk, Happy Drunk, etc. One minute he'll be swearing like a sailor at you cause you giggled while looking in his direction, the next second he'll be crying into your shirt talking about how the kids at school used to throw rocks at him. He's never Flirty Drunk though.

It takes one particularly strong drink to get him slurring his words, it takes 2 to 3 before he forgets how to walk like a human and starts tipping over like a slinky down a flight of stairs.

Needless to say he gets the WORST hangovers. He won't remember a single thing about the previous night and he would prefer it stay that way.

#danganronpa #ryoma hoshi #danganronpa killing harmony #danganronpa headcanons

[suspicious-whumping-egg]

Hi I really want to write but I don't really know how and I don't know how to start but I'm also really worried that people would judge me can you just help me and give me some tips

Hey anon! First of all there’s no right or wrong way to write! Good writing usually shares common characteristics like figurative language, literary devices, a strong plot, characters, and theme, etc, but different people like different things and if you write what you love, you’ll find your audience. There always may be people who judge you but that doesn’t mean their opinions are more relevant than those of who enjoy your writing, and those people may just not be your target audience. What’s important is that you genuinely enjoy writing it, because if you write to cater to an imaginary audience (or even a real one), you might find yourself losing passion or interest in the project while becoming more and more stressed, losing the audience your writing may have attracted if you’d just written what you enjoyed. Expanding your comfort zone is good, of course, but do it on your own terms, and know that you don’t need to treat all online writing advice like a rule, but a guideline. Writing advice, good, mediocre, and otherwise, can be a good tool regardless if you use it, because analyzing why someone might have come up with this advice or what they were going for can also lead you to develop more of your own helpful processes. I.e. back when people tried to avoid using the word “said” nearly at all because they didn’t want to repeat it— the goal ofc was to keep from being tedious and repetitive, but sometimes it’s best to keep it at “said” instead of trying to use different or more complicated words that don’t fit the point of the advice makes sense, even if the actual advice doesn’t.

Now, if you’re interested in having more detail or (literary) strength to your writing I definitely recommend researching literary devices, plot structure, character development methods, how to develop and communicate a theme, etc. What’s also very important is making sure you know how people in general work, if you’re looking for realism in your characters, so looking at some general psychology concepts can be helpful. If you’re looking to write with some type of structure, it can help to plan plot diagrams, write out character bios, etc. If you prefer to just let it all marinate in your mind and dump it out on the page, that’s great too! Discord can also be a nice medium because it gives the record keeping of the former but instead of structured documents, it’s just unhinged rants to your friends that still give you more concrete ideas. Personally I’m a bit more of the second type, although my avoidance of making documents or diagrams for my plot and characters does mean I have to do a lot of thinking, remembering, and planning in my head in order to keep a strong plot, proper character development, etc.

Last but not least, don’t be too hard on yourself! Many people you see writing, including on tumblr, have been doing so for a long time. I’ve been writing for maybe three years, and the first things I wrote were for my eyes only (and maybe those of a select few) and I certainly didn’t post it. Writing is a craft, and like any other, it takes time to develop and grow. There may be some rough spots at first, and that doesn’t mean you should give up. And if you do post it, remember that numbers do not equal worth. Many of us know the feeling of working super hard on a piece to only get a scatter of likes, maybe a reblog or two. But if you find yourself writing as a way of getting notes, or feeling like notes dictate the worth of your writing, it can be a good idea to keep writing but not posting it. Although taking a break can also be good and healthy! The best writing doesn’t often come when you sit down and force yourself to write, and trying to forge yourself to write when you’re not vibing it can sometimes just be more frustrating and can exacerbate burnout. Personally, when I have writer’s block, or anytime I’m trying to write, I spend a lot of time just thinking and daydreaming about scenarios until I feel that excitement and motivation to write again.

If you’d like more advice, feel free to send another ask or dm me here or at blue.e on discord! Happy writing <33

#writing advice

[nocek]

Hello, do you have a guide to drawing faces? I'm going through an artstyle revision to be more soft around the edges and less sharp and I've always struggled with faces...

oh my... that's a very broad question to ask and hard to give any usefull answer without actually seeing your work. But it's good that you have concrete goals and can pinpoint what exactly you want to change about your work. It's a very professional attitude.

Which is why I may be a bad choice of person to be asked for advice. Because I'm not a professional and I want very much for drawing to stay just my hobby to keep me sane. I never consciously thought about my artstyle beyond maybe making it less manga (but residue it's still there, art teachers were right lol XD). It's about having fun in the process for me.

That's why I can only give you some fun things to try out. Maybe one or two will work for you.

If you want to soften your faces in generally paintery way best way I tried is to gradually unblurr your picture. Like take the most basic round brush with soft edges and make it very big. Turn down the opacity a bit and try to sculpt basic shapes of the face using the main limited pallette colors of your reference. Then use slightly smaller big brush to add bit more details. Then gradually make the brush smaller and smaller. And gradually add new details and colors if necessary.

This actually does wonders because helps you stop being precious about some sketch details because there is no sketch. It helps you stop seeing face as face so you don't draw what you know but what you actually see.

Actually speaking of that. Another great trick is to put your reference upside down. Our brains are lazy and just extrapolate the information and our brains are great at face shapes so it's actually harder to draw them. But if you put them upside down you actually need to focus on proportions of this new unknown shape. It actually does wonders!

When it comes to lineart (because after all this rambling I figured that's most likely why you've written to me, sorry) i have 2 suggestions.

Try to figure out if you draw with only your wrist. It doesn't decide if you draw more in straight or in curved lines (I guess in that department we have opposite problems :D) but it's good idea to try consciously draw using more of your elbow. It works well with bigger canvases and actually taught me to draw really long straight lines (yay architecture, it was useful for that and learning how to do really tough boxes XD) but actually it's about stability which is crucial in doing curved lines too.

On smaller scale try using different media or have fun with new pens. It will help you get out of your used path and is an excuse to raid nearby cheap art store.

I guess many people would recommend doing lineart with brushes. The varying thickness will encourage you to use more round lines and so on buuuuut.... actually I think brushes are very discouraging when you don't have the muscle memory to control them properly. My advice here would be to use felt tip pens actually. They are more springy thus more forgiving. Try the ones that are soft and more spongy than actually felt. Idk how to describe them. If that's something you think may be interesting let me know and I'll try to dig up the ones I used.

Generally let me know if you want more details in certain direction because all above is kind of rambly stream of consciousness answer and idk how usefull it actually is but I prefer to post it that way otherwise I'll get stuck in perfecting the reply limbo >.<

#text post #ask #long post #art tips #idk if usefull and if usefull but hey #i can hope it helps

[saunne]

Any tips on writing floriography??

Oh, hi fellow lover of flowers and symbolic languages ! You can't imagine how happy this question makes me 💐. I never really had the opportunity to rant about this specific interest of mine so sorry, "Pavé César" incoming.

For what use ? Passive vs Active Representation

The first question to ask yourself is the framework in which you want to use floriography. You won't use it the same way in a fanfiction, a regency novel or a thriller.

Floriography is above all a symbolic language where emotional meanings and messages have been associated with plants, especially flowers. The use of floriography can, in my opinion, be active or passive. I consider representation "active" when the meaning of the flowers used is expressed clearly within the text and "passive" when this meaning is left to those who have a vague idea of floriography.

Concrete example : A detective analyzing the meanings of the flowers of a bouquet found at a crime scene is an "active" portrayal while comparing a reincarnated character with a lotus flower through spun metaphor throughout the text is "passive".

Passive floriography is regularly used in video games, especially on character splash art. The meaning behind the flower is never made clear in the blurbs, but the players' analysis of it and how it relates to the character's lore is what gives it meaning.

Example : Blade, from Honkai Star Rail, with the red spider lilies

Knowing what this flower represents takes only a few minutes with an internet search or a bit of general knowledge, due to its frequent use in the world of animation/manga. But it is only when we put this flower in comparison to Blade's lore that this representation makes sense.

Your best friend : Sources

Impossible to cut it : if you want to get into floriography, you need sources. Floriography is a simple yet complicated language, where each flower can have several meanings, several flowers can have the same meaning or the meaning can completely change depending on the color of the flower. I prefer to use several sources and cross-reference the results to be sure to have the broadest idea possible of the different meanings.

Just to give you an idea, I got my hands on about twenty pdfs of copyright-free books that I'm going to cross and compile into a single huge document to be able to use Ctrl + F and make my searches faster. But I do this because I'm obsessed with floriography and that I spent 3 years in a bachelor's degree in history cross-referencing sources for my homework.

If you just like it as a hobby, people have already made very well done books. If I had to recommend just one, it would be Floriography, by Jessica Roux.

Each double-page provides the most common meanings of the flower, a beautiful illustration and above all, something that I really appreciate : correspondences to create bouquets. An entire section of the book is solely on thematic bouquets.

Specificities : Culture and History

Another thing to think about is that floriography has been practiced by many diverse cultures throughout history. But when we talk about floriography now, we're mostly talking about Victorian floriography.

This does not mean that the rest of the world has ceased to exist.

Asian cultures have very strong symbolisms for a wide range of flowers and one of the important counterweights to Victorian floriography, in my opinion, is the Japanese hanakotoba. It is interesting to be interested in the meanings of flowers other than in our culture of origin and how these other cultures have come to associate a particular flower with a meaning different from ours.

Your second best friend : Senses

Next, for something more "hands-on", how do I write floriography ? Well, for starters, I'm mostly a big user of passive representation. I would put the meaning in the author's notes, but I generally prefer to just depict the flower and leave its meaning unsaid, except for those who will fetch or link to the clues I weave throughout my text.

To do floriography, there is no need for the flower itself to be present. Its representation may suffice: in patterns on fabric or in a memory is just as effective as having the real thing present in the scene. To take an example : A character that I like to write has a complex relationship with longing and I often introduced this notion very early on, by making one of the core memories of his childhood the strong camellia perfume of his adoptive mother, which is also the last thing he smelled before she left him.

Then comes the way to introduce the flower itself. The first sense is usually sight, the second smell, and the third touch. It is sometimes interesting to separate from one sense, particularly that of sight which is often overused, to focus on the more neglected ones such as smell and touch. If the flower as a physical object doesn't have to be present, showing it in deflected ways such as a lingering scent or the delicate relief of embroidery is something I love to do.

When it comes to descriptions, I'm also big user of comparisons : a blood-red rose, a fiery orange marigold, a dandelion with plumes as light as the wind that scatters them, a petal soft as velvet, a stem brittle as glass.

The flower itself should not be alone, it should belong to a whole, be connected to other things. I'm not going to describe a bouquet just to describe a bouquet, even if it happens to be very fancy one. No, I will link the choice of flowers to a conversation that took place between certain characters, to the vivid memory of a childhood home, to the regret of a past relationship.

Flowers are not an end, they are a means.

Here it is, I think I have said it all. Sorry for the length lmao, hope it wasn't too laborious to follow. Do not hesitate to contact me in dm to talk about floriography, I would be happy to discuss it !

#writeblr #writers on tumblr #floriography #language of flowers #writing tips #unnanswers

[unseededtoast]

Antedate | Bucky Barnes

Part 1/13 | Part Two

Summary: Sometimes making the right decision feels like the wrong one. That decision can stick with you for years and leave you wondering what would happen if you had chosen something else. But the alternatives likely lead to a much darker path; you'll never know for sure though. One thing is for certain, the decisions I have made will have lasting consequences.

Prequel to Rectify

Series Warnings: Discussion of human trafficking, physical and mental abuse, mention and description of death

a/n: Hi everyone, thank you for checking this out, I appreciate any and all support! This series is also posted on Ao3 and Wattpad if you prefer those formats/platforms! This is a completed series, and it's going to take some time for me to transfer it to Tumblr, so please bear with me!

"I trust you all will make her into Hydra's most effective scientist."

Snow falls in fluffy flakes and sticks to the ground in a thick white blanket. My toes have gone numb from the cold, but I can't bring myself to care. People walk back inside as I stare at the rectangle of freshly disturbed soil. Warm teardrops trail down my face and fall from the tip of my red nose.

Someone stands beside me, tucking their hands into their pockets. I bite my lip to keep from saying anything out of line and swallow the lump in my throat. The man beside me sighs, 

"Happens to us all at some point." The man pats my shoulder a few times as he leaves. The snow crunches under his footsteps as he retreats back into the building. I stand alone in the freezing temperatures. I don't want to go back in there. 

I kneel on the ground and place my fingertips on the cold dirt. A few more tears fall as I try to find the words I want to say. I sniffle and look to the sky, the grey clouds are causing a gloomy overcast. I clear my throat,

"Thank you for everything you've done, you were too good for this place. I'll always love you, mom. Rest easy." I whisper and stand up. I wipe my eyes of tears and take a few deep breaths. I know better than to walk in there crying. 

I gain my composure and walk back into the building. One of the guards opens the door for me and I give him a curt nod. The inside lights are fluorescent, the concrete dull and cold. Home sweet home. I set my jaw tightly and keep my head held high as I walk back to my room. 

As usual, the hallway is guarded by agents. I wish they weren't here, I'd like to have just one place where I can get away from everything. But after mom dying, I bet the security measures will only increase. I focus on the end of the hall, not making any sort of contact with the guards as I walk quickly to my door and open it. 

As it shuts behind me I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. I relax and take my coat off, hanging it on the hook next to the door. I rub my hands together quickly to try and create some heat, my fingertips had turned blue from being out in the cold for so long. I turn to sit on my bed so I can undo my boots, but jump as I see my father sitting on the edge. What is he doing here?

I fix my posture and squints his eyes at me. I feel tension in the air and prepare myself to be reprimanded for something. I wonder what he'll choose to belittle me over today. My father's eyes scrutinize me, looking up and down. Suddenly, he stands from the bed and walks right in front of me. I tilt my head back to make eye contact with him. 

"You were quite an embarrassment out there, Adalyn. I expected you to hold yourself together. Remember what I said about being dignified. You're thirteen years old now, act like it. You're no longer a child. Remember, your training begins tomorrow and I expect you will not disappoint." He says and walks out of the room without another word. I stand still until I hear the door shut.

I unlace my boots and place them in their proper spot by the door. I look around my room and feel like something is missing, something is gone. I stare at the rundown, empty armchair by a small bookcase that mom used to read to me in. Something is gone alright.

I walk over and sit in the chair. The old fabric is torn in some places and the cushion sinks down in the middle, but it's the most comforting chair I've ever been in. I lean my head against the back cushion and run my hand over the material. It reminds me of her. 

My mind drifts off and I remember all the times she would read to me in this chair. When I was really little, she would hold me in her lap as she read me old stories. My favorite was always about the boy who was kidnapped by a wicked witch, but was saved by the brave and kind girl. She always finished that story by telling me that evil people will never prevail, and that we have a choice and duty to choose kindness and mercy. I never could understand how she ended up with my father. I don't know if I ever will. 

I choose to sleep in the chair for the night, and spend my last conscious thoughts reminiscing the sweet memories I have of her. Now that she's gone, there is no light in this place. There is no humanity. I know that since she's no longer here, there will be a power struggle. After all, someone has to take her spot and assume her duties. She was the second most powerful person in Hydra, and that position won't go unfilled for long. 

The morning comes too soon. The overhead alarm wakes me up from my uncomfortable sleep and I rub the soreness in my neck. I take a few moments to wake up and prepare my mind for the day. My father is making me start my specialty training today, he says I'm ready for it but I have my doubts. I only just took the placement test a few weeks ago and I've never seen them place the other children this quickly. 

I put on the clothes my father had picked out for me to wear. He said this first impression is vital, and that I must look properly put together. The last thing I want to do today is bring dishonor to my father. I take the time to make sure my hair is placed perfectly and out of my face. I put my shoes on and look over myself one more time to make sure everything is how it's supposed to be. 

I take a deep breath and fix my posture before I open the door. I keep my head held high as I walk down the cold hallway and to the science lab. My shoes echo through the hall and I stop in the doorway of the lab once I get there. It would be out of place for me to just walk in. 

I see my father already talking to one of the scientists and his eyes light up as he sees me. He smiles and alerts everyone, 

"Everyone, this is my daughter, Adalyn. I assure you that she is brilliant and you will have no trouble out of her. I trust you all will make her into Hydra's most effective scientist." He says, threatening the people with an overly cheerful tone. What he actually told them was to make sure I surpass their abilities or they'll lose their job, perhaps even their life. I watch as the scientists all nod their heads with wide smiles. They're all terrified. 

"Of course, Mr. Averina." The lead scientist steps forward and gives my father a courteous head bow. My father pats my shoulder and heads out of the room, leaving me with everyone. I've seen them all before, but I don't actually know any of them. I know they all know me, it's hard to find a person who doesn't know me in this place. 

"Miss Averina, let us start by showing you around." The man says and motions for me to follow him. Sticking to my father's orders, I nod my head and follow the man wordlessly and without emotion. I am to remain as professional and formal as possible at all times. 

The man shows me around the vast laboratory, pointing out different machines and what they do. It's all very fascinating to me. I watch as some scientists continue their work, putting fluids into clear glass beakers and looking at specimens under the microscope. I wonder what they're working on?

The man stops in front of a door that has the words "No Entry" plastered in bright red font across it. He points at the door and makes eye contact with me,

"Do not enter this room under any circumstances." His tone is not the cheerful one he had kept throughout the tour. I nod my head, curious about what's in there. The man clears his throat and shows me to an empty table. 

"This is where you will be conducting your work. You'll be training with us for a while before we let you go on your own." He says. 

"What exactly am I training for?" I ask. Nobody has told me what I'm going to be specializing in, just that I had been placed within the science division. The lead scientist scratches the back of his head and I notice some others pause their work to listen in. 

"You will be focusing on our neuroscience studies." I nod my head. Not exactly what I was hoping for, but, I guess I can't complain. I could've been placed in the soldier division.

Day after day I report for my duties, learning a little more each day. The days blur together, it feels like I'm trapped in a time loop. The scientist I'm training under, Leopold, is friendly enough, but there's something unsettling about him. Something sinister. 

Today he's teaching me more about the structures of the brain. He says that in order for me to be effective in this field, I have to understand this stuff like the back of my hand. And so I will. I pay close attention and take detailed notes as he points at different images on the page. I find it quite easy to remember this information, perhaps because it's fascinating to me. 

Every day after we're done in the laboratory I go back to my room and study. My father made it quite clear to me that I am to excel in this field. He mentioned something about a special project that he wants me to take control of once I'm ready. Maybe that's why Leopold is strange, he knows my father plans on replacing him with me in a few years.

"And the hippocampus, this one right here, stores the memories." Leopold says and points to a small image on the page. I nod and quickly scribble down what he says. I look up to him once I'm done writing and he shuts the book. He takes a seat on the edge of the table and cracks his knuckles. I scrunch my eyebrows together, what is he doing?

"Tomorrow you will be tested on this. If you pass you move on to the next lesson. If you fail we have to start over. You are free to go study, we're done for the day." I nod and close the book I take notes in. As I leave the laboratory I take quick glances to see what the others are doing. 

I notice on one of the tables that there is a brain floating in a glass. It startles me, seeing a brain just casually on display. I don't even want to begin pondering where they got it. I leave the lab and head to my father's office to tell him Leopold let me go early today. The last thing I need is my father reprimanding me for not telling him. 

I knock on my father's office door and he opens it. He looks down at me and steps away so I can enter. He takes his seat behind the desk and I stand in front of it.

"Leopold released me early today, he says I should study for the test tomorrow. I will pass it." I tell my father and he nods. 

"I expect nothing less from you. The quicker you master the information the quicker we can be rid of Leopold. He's done nothing for us. He's only here because his father was a genius. But I think it's time the Zola bloodline ends." I nod shortly. It makes my skin crawl to think that I will be responsible for Leopold's demise. My father dismisses me and I go back to my room, where I study for the rest of the night. 

#james bucky barnes #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky #bucky fanfic #hydra #bucky barnes fic #james buchanan barnes #marvel #bucky barnes x oc #bucky barnes angst

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Sungka

summary: You and Tim play sungka before your match.   a/n: I love playing sungka and sports festivals. That is the whole point of this fic. I’m using the rules me and my friends used as kids.  warning: Filipino reader because I am home and very self-indulgent. 

 You lean against the concrete barrier, tapping the tip of your shoe against the floor, watching the volleyball hit the string of triangle flags made of recycled chip bags. The plastic reflects the sunlight into your eyes. You hiss and turn away and miss the shot. You hear the roar of the crowd. You blink the burning light of your eyes only to see Tim walking towards you, awkwardly fidgetting his hands because the Palaro jerseys this year didn't come with pockets. They skimped out and woe is Tim who is suffering for it. 

 You rub the light from your eyes and wave at him. 

 He huffs unsympathetically as he leans against the barrier, hooking the front of his shoe on the concrete vegetation decorating the barrier. Tim rests his cheek on the heel of his palm as he watches the ball fly back and forth. "Is Cassie winning?"

 "I think. The sun keeps shining in my eyes."

 "How rude," Tim scoffs.

 You roll your eyes. "We should go." You adjust the strap of your bag on your shoulder, the shells in the pocket clacking.

 "You sure you wanna miss this?" 

 You shrug. "Sure, you wanna lose to Jaime?"

 Tim smiles at you lopsidedly. "As long as I don't lose to Bart."

 "Not a miracle worker, squirt. That's on you."

 "So supportive," he scoffs. 

 You nudge your shoulder against his. "I'm helping you strategize, aren't I? And for free." Tim’s shoulder is warm from the contact. 

 Tim side-eyes you. "You're not even broke," he says, knocking a bony shoulder against yours.  It makes you smile and Tim has to turn away when his lips start to mimic the shape of yours.

 "Library?" he suggests, looking at the leaves of the mango tree as if they're the most interesting thing in existence. 

 "Can't scrabble up there, Cantine?"You say, poking his shoulder.

 Tim pushes your hand against your face. You pull it away and raise your hands in surrender. He tilts to the side. "Too noisy."

 You hum in agreement. Tim sticks his tongue out and you tap your chin. 

 "Fire escape," you say. "It'll be safe to strategize there."

Tim taps his foot against the rusty fire escape. He's pretty sure it hasn't been up to code since before you were born. You share a look before he shoves you. 

 You scowl at him and slap him lightly with your bag, muttering a word you shouldn't say this close to the school chapel. Tim is about to say something when you slap him again. He rubs his shoulder, scrunching his nose. 

 He follows you gingerly, listening to the metal screech under his weight. You pat the spot in front of you causing a collection of minute tremors. Somehow the fire escape doesn't fall apart or give you tetanus. "Relax Tim, it's perfectly safe."

 "Burned houses or no?" you ask, taking the board out of the bag. The glossy wood rich, dark, and inlayed with flowers as you run your hand over the pits carved into its surface.

 "Last time I checked, official matches didn't have the burned houses rule," he says, plopping in front of you. You flinch this time feeling the rickety structure move. "Relax (Y/n), it's perfectly safe."

 You shove the pouch of shells into his hand as violently as you can. Tim responds with a genuine 'oof'.

"Anyway, I think cher Thelma would let you."

 Tim raises a brow at you. 

 "No, yes, maybe. C'mon, burned houses makes it so much more fun," you insist with a hitch of your shoulders. Tim has to agree. He prefers playing with extra constraints. It somehow lets you be more creative or— as Cassie helpfully points out— be pettier. Tim isn't petty. He definitely isn't, especially when it's a competitive game.

 Still for as not petty as Tim is, he needs to prepare. "We play by tournament rules. Also, don't let her hear you call her cher, she'll use your face as a new shoe rack," he says, something like mischief glinting in his eyes. 

 You shiver. "I just don't see why you're so serious about this. It's not graded and you can't even go overseas for sungka tournaments."

 "Why would I want to go overseas for tournaments?"

 "Free plane rides?"

 He stops filling a pit. "Athletes pay for their own rides unless they're sponsored."

 You stop counting the shells in your pit and gape at him. You try to twist the thought around and comprehend it. "Seriously?"

 "Mmhmm."

 "Ew."

 “How do you not know this?" He snorts, eyes immediately looking down and covering his mouth. He flickers his eyes up for a brief second gauging your response.

 "First of, only you would know that kind of thing." Tim doesn't correct you. "Second, our landline got cut during the last storm so it'll be about a week before I can be a weirdo like you look up stuff about athletes." You pout at him and hold up your hand, folding a finger from each reason.

 "Fair enough."

 You two finish setting up the board and start the game. Tim takes the pit (house) closest to your home base while you pick one of the middle houses. You start plunking one shell into each house counterclockwise until your drop your last shell into another house and pick those shells up.

 "You know I can beat Bart, right?" Tim asks, scooping up another set of shells. 

 "Sure," you hum, scooping up your own shells.

 He squints at you. "I'm helping, aren't I?" you huff, sliding your leg between the safety bars swinging it.

 Tim wonders if your fidgetting is what's gonna kill the both of you. He starts fidgeting with the shells in his hands. "Helping is a stretch," he says, dropping a shell onto a pile of shells. It bounces a bit then settles. You both let out a loud breath. 

 "Just don’t drop my shells I don’t wanna climb down to get them out of the gutter." 

  "Don’t want to or can’t."

 Said gutter radiates ominously. The gunk inside it looks like it's already housing some kind of alien ecosystem. You both shudder when a bug you can't name skitters about. 

 You raise your head to look at him. "Is that you volunteering to let me dangle you?"

 "Why are we dangling Tim and can I help?" Kon asks, adjusting the strap of his guitar case. 

 You beam up at him. "Definitely."

 "No."

 "Yes," Cassie says, handing each of you soda in a plastic bag. 

 "Your face is gonna stay like that if you keep doing that," you say, taking a 10 out of your wallet and handing it to Cassie. 

 "I don't have change."

 "I thought you said this would be a secret location," Tim says, picking another house. 

 "I said there would be less traffic," you answer, handing Kon your 10 and swiping the two fives in his palm.

 Cassie turns to him. "Pay up, Little Timmy."

 You and Kon snicker. Tim has never ever hated Dickens more.

 Tim looks at you. You sigh. He left his wallet. You hand Cassie your other five. 

 "Thank you. Aren’t you two gonna have a wager?"

 "Bragging rights?" you try. 

 Kon snorts derisively, "The loser has to tell cher Mavic that her kid is an asshole?"

 "I said wager not death sentence," Cassie laughs. 

 Tim seriously contemplates but then changes his mind when you scowl at him, hunching your shoulders menacingly. "Loser buys ice cream."

 You perk up. "Fancy."

 "For everyone," Kon adds.

 Cassie high-fives him. 

 You look at Tim to dispute but he's already analyzing his next move. Your wallet already hurts.

 You pick houses with seemingly no rhyme or reason. Tim's brow ticks up. "Are you even taking this seriously?"

 You look at him without raising your head. "Shush, you'll see."

 Cassie slurps her soda. "Tim, you should probably take the house next to yours so (Y/n) can't get it," she says in between very obnoxious slurps. She is definitely doing it on purpose. 

 "Stop helping him," you hiss as Tim snatches the shells Cassie suggested. 

 Kon side-eyes Cassie, specifically her jersey. "Shouldn't you be helping, Bart?"

 "After he ate my ice cream? He's getting burned."

 "Can we please stop making burn jokes while me and Tim are on the world's worst fire escape?"

 "No," Kon drawls, punctuating it with a strum of his dad's guitar. 

 Tim looks over to Cassie as you take a house. "What flavor?"

 "It was one of those fancy ones from the stalls downstairs. The one with caramel."

 "Cornetto?"

 "Cornetto doesn't cost 50. The other one."

 "Ah. Magnum," you hum, scooping another set of shells.

 Tim squints at your pattern then looks up at you with a sudden jolt. "Wait, you're mimicking Bart, aren't you?"

 "You are playing against him. Do you want me to switch to Jaime or Cissie?"

 Tim's face scrunches in confusion. "How do you even know how he plays?"

 "We were in the same section last year and because he has a brain he asked me to practice with him," you say, "cus you know, I'm an actual Sungka god." Laughter trails your words and Tim's heart skips a beat at the sound. "Now, shush and pick a house."

 He sighs and pretends that Cassie and Kon don't notice the faint flush coloring his skin.

Tim throws his hands up and you mourn your wallet while Kon and Cassie debate on which fancy ice cream they're gonna buy. 

 "What are you guys so happy about?" Bart asks in a tempo so fast you barely hear anything. 

 "(Y/n)'s gonna buy us ice cream."

 "I hate you people... wait, is it time?"

 "Uh no."

 You and Tim sigh in relief. 

 "We just finished. Cher Sally was looking for Tim," Bart explains. "Oh and I won."

 Your jaw drops while Tim writes his last will. Cher Sally is gonna kill him. 

 "How is it done?" You stammer out. 

 "The basketball game got cut short, so they moved it up," Bart shrugs. 

 Of fucking course.

#tim drake x reader #tim drake imagine #filipino reader #I am still on vacation but have not been able to play sungka #Help

[misscammiedawn]

Hypno Asks Answered 3/5

20. What’s one tip you have for other hypnotists/subjects? Learn your partner's modality and style as soon as possible and explore within your own spaces. Find your unique styles and be open to the idea that new things will pop up and intrigue. There's so many ideas floating around. Also when you read stories/see art that you like ALWAYS LINK THEM, trust me on this. Some of my best scenes happened because I sat down with a partner and enjoyed a piece of media together. Oh and if you're a data analyst nerd with a nerdy partner, feel free to catalogue things obsessively. It's FUN! 21. Do you have any tips for how to negotiate hypnosis play? None that wouldn't have been copied from better minds. I'm lucky to have partners who pioneered the consent models we all enjoy within the community. My biggest tips would be "be honest" it is better to not get anything than to force yourself to get what someone else wants at personal cost and "be aware of your partner's comfort and enthusiasm levels". 22. Do you like your hypnosis to involve power exchange, or not? Typically I do. I just find it more enticing. I normally hypnotize for hyponosis sake, but my dominant and submissive selves always find a way to make sure that those power dynamics are felt. What's better than giving or receiving honorifics? 23. For you, how does hypnosis fit into a relationship? Just in the bedroom, or as part of BDSM relationship? It's a backbone of the relationship in pretty every respect. That said my asexuality and switch nature make it hard to make any firm and concrete definitions of anything. It's all fluid. That said, one relationship pretty much has hypno in the corners, like a nice thing that barely comes up. One I am a domme when I am available to be so and just a loving girlfriend at other times. One I am owned, collared and you'd be surprised how little hypnosis and D/s elements are involved in that and another we schedule time and negotiate based on moods but pretty much always have some triggers, teasing and tempting involved. I just like being where my energy takes me and treating my relationships as they find their comfort.

24. Are you interested in a 24/7 hypnotic enslavement relationship? Again, technically I am in one such relationship. There just happens to be very little conditioning within it. I've not really noticed any differences between my pre-kink lifestyle and my post-kink lifestyle. I just call her Goddess [or "My Lady", pending moods] and wear my collar when I play with anyone outside of the house. 25. Have you ever experienced strong, sudden feelings for a hypnotist/subject? How did you deal with that? I can't really say I have. Thanks to my first hypnotist being an abusive piece of shit I typically am extraordinarily cautious about new people. I may spend my learning phase admiring from afar, but when I decide someone is "Okay" I have been through a lot of doubt and worry. Now, when my girlfriend says "I am Commanding enough to Dominate you" and my emotions are tugged by a hypnotic compulsion? Then… yes. I have felt strong, sudden feelings for a hypnotist. They're just temporary ones, built from well deserved and earned ones. 26. Are you interested in hypnotising/being hypnotised by people of a gender you are not attracted to? I'm ace, baby. I don't give a shit about attraction. As for romance. I've been desperately in love with men, women, enbies, transwomen and transmascs. There're other locations on the spectrum of gender, but I doubt I could find a gender I couldn't find love within. Though I'd prefer to not fall in love again for a while. If my damaged heart can manage that FOR FIVE MINUTES. 27. What’s your favourite work of hypnosis erotica? I usually say "The Kind of Girl I could Love" by Jukebox: https://mcstories.com/KindOfGirlICouldLove/KindOfGirlICouldLove.html because I had not come to terms with my kink or asexuality when I read it and just broke down in sobbing tears after reading it. I also happen to enjoy Theatre Slut by Sammynona because it is partially about me (albeit a lot more sexual than me) and was a collab between us as ex-movie theatre employees: https://mcstories.com/TheaterSlut/TheaterSlut.html

And if a story becomes part of my scene work then I can't help but adore it, so recency bias has me need to mention "Love Bites" by Jukebox: https://mcstories.com/LoveBites/LoveBites.html

28. What’s your favourite spiral? That pink one that goes around. I'm not too much of a spiral gal. But that one does the rounds, so I think of it. 29. What’s your favourite hypno-themed image/caption/piece of art? Skypenotized by Zko is an easy answer. I just love the comedy of errors and Mrs. Erickson is goals. I'm always attracted to powerful redhead hypnotists, especially ones in suits.

#ask meme #hypno asks

[intersex-support]

don't know if this is a weird question to ask but does anyone with hyperandrogenism have tips for at least dealing with the body hair growth? TT

i have to depilate every 3 days because of how fast my leg hair grows back (which is physically and monitarily taxing) and i just thought someone here could give better advice than an article written by and for perisex afabs TT

Hey anon!

Not a weird question at all! I feel you on that-my leg hair grows SO fast and although I like having leg hair + it's gender-affirming for me, I have to trim it a lot just to keep it manageable.

This probably depends on whether or not you're okay with some leg hair or if you're hoping to be free from leg hair.

For me, what's worked the best is just trimming my leg hair down to a half inch once or twice a week using an electric trimmer. It still takes time, but that feels like a manageable length to me and only have to do it once a week. That works for me on a sensory level and I'm also fine with how it looks, but I know everyone has different preferences for what they're looking for.

I have some intersex friends who have gotten laser hair removal, but it's important to know that a lot of times, hyperandrogenism is going to make laser hair removal less effective and last a shorter time. One f my friends who got laser hair removal on their body hair had to go in for 10 initial sessions and then back in every 4 months. That still might end up being more convenient depending on what your preferences are, but it's definitely important to let your providers know that you have hyperandrogenism going in so that they can give you realistic expectations.

Some people go on anti-androgens to help with hair growth, so if you're interested in that option you could reach out to your doctor to explore that.

Sometimes I also just try to give myself a break from managing my body hair. I have a lot of complicated feelings about my body hair due to a lot of prejudice I've faced, as well as my own dysphoria, but being able to accept my body hair is something I would like to be able to do and still feel comfortable in my body. So sometimes I'll just purposefully take a week or two off from trimming my body hair and try to approach it with like a sense of curiosity and exploration, or notice positive things about my body hair like the fact it's really soft, or anything like that. Not saying that you have to try this or assuming that we have the same feelings about our body hair cause we definitely all have tons of different experiences, but just wanted to share in case it is helpful for you or any followers!

Followers, please add on any tips for managing body hair or feel free to share your experience! I wish I had some better concrete suggestions to add, but I can't think of a ton of stuff right now.

#intersex #actuallyintersex #body hair #also i will block anyone who says stigmatizing stuff about body hair. please don't do that #so many of us r told like a million fucking times. really cruel stuff about our body hair #and we r allowed to have all our feelings about it and have all our feelings about our own hair #but we r not allowed to project this onto other people #(this is not directed at you anon btw. there's just some other asks in the inbox that use some really cruel language