#this was so fun to make i think i'm going to edit sunny in the style of all my favorite shows

[youreeatingthedog]

It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia - Succession style intro

#this was so fun to make i think i'm going to edit sunny in the style of all my favorite shows #might do twin peaks next #iasip #succession #my edits #it's always sunny in philadelphia #edit #iasip edit #succession intro #dennis reynolds #mac mcdonald #dee reynolds #charlie kelly #frank reynolds #sunnyblr

[jxckchxmpi0n]

HEADCANNON DATES W/ JACK CHAMPION

I'm currently going crazy as I have three weeks until I graduate- anyways this is my little delu-lu moment where I break from reality and think about dating jack 🧎‍♀️

Did not proof read || m.list

Dating JACK CHAMPION is the most fun you'll ever have. There are so many little dates in there different towns he's filming in.

He'd take you to the zoo, the aquarium. "Baby, we have to see the otters!" He jumps around like a little kid.

There would be many dates at your shared apartment as well.

Building Legos. "Baby, look, I bought us a new Lego set. Wanna watch Marvel movies and build it?"

Or you would be studying for your college classes when he storms into your shared room. "Baby, do you wanna try making this tiktok pasta with me?"

Your favorite thing is making forts in the living room and gathering snacks around the TV and having a marathon.

"Jack, we should watch all the scram movies before we go to the premiere next weekend" you know for a fact that even if you watch them all tonight hell be watching them again throughout the week.

Sometimes, when you need to run errands, he'll join you just to be with you. "Hey baby, I have to go run out for a while. I should be back in a little"

He gives you puppy eyes as he pulls his headset off. "Can I go with?" Seeing him with his bed head and pj's makes you giggle. "Of course," he then jumps up and kisses you, running to take a super quick shower.

Waking up to the smell of breakfast filling your nose, the sun light filling the room.

Jack comes in with a tray of pancakes and fruit for both you and him. You then both cuddle in bed as your eat food.

When he's been gone for months for filming and you'll be on tikok while on the phone giggling. "Why are you giggling? I didn't even say anything. " You giggle more and just tell him to check his phone. He then sees three notifications from you and sees that you sent him edits of him. "Baby." His voice is a little high-pitched as he is very flattered.

You both decide to go out for lunch as it's a nice day, ditching the car and walking downtown to a small cafe. Holding hands and sharing airpods, there's no need to talk. Sometimes being with each other is all you need

FaceTime dates as he is in a different state filming. He doesn't care. Even if he's around people, he will show his love for you every second he gets. "Mason, look y/n, and I our on a date!" He flips the camera to Mason as their hair and makeup get touched up.

Excited about avatar coming out the idea of dressing up and hiding in a theater to see others' reactions.

Sitting next to a few pre teens and hearing their reactions warm both of your hearts. But also watching Jack as he gets into the movie himself as if he isn't in it.

You wanted to try something new, so you thought about making cookies. He would sit on the counter watching you with so much love in his eyes. "What?" You notice him looking at you getting insecure all of a sudden. He jumps off, his hand goes to your cheek, "You have flour on your face." You chuckled at his actions. "God, you are so pretty"

Face masks!!!! The best part is it's him trying to convince you. But you secretly act like you don't wanna do it, so it makes him wanna do it more. You both wear big headbands, and you sit on his lap as he paints it on your face. And vice-versa, his hands lay on your hips as he has his head tilted up looked at you through his lashes.

It's a sunny day, and you decide to clean the apartment playing music, and of course, Jack being himself, he ends up taking over the music playing different songs to dance to. Then you both end up dancing in the living room.

Jack has to give Butters a bath, and as much as he loved butters, it's a lot of work, so you join and end up joking, saying you guys are married and butter is your first born. Then, half way through washing butters, you have a fake fight, then die laughing on the bathroom floor.

#ethan landry #jack champion #scream vi #ethan landry imagine #ethan landry smut #ethan landry x reader #ghost face x reader #jack champion imagine #jack champion x reader #spider avatar #jack champion fanfic #jack champion fluff

[letsgetrowdy43]

Oh Christmas tree—

Request: “You took me on a cut-your-own-Christmas-tree-farm date & holy frick you make a cute lumberjack I WAS UNPREPARED” for the tiny dancer au ❤️❄️

Baby, it's cold outside event!!

Au Masterlist!!

Sunny was sweating due to the sight in front of her

Christmas was just around the corner and with the busy schedule of Sunny finally settling into her new position as the Blue Jackets' lead reporter, and with Adam playing games on the road every other day they had no time to really get ready for the holiday season.

So when Adam and her finally landed back in Ohio, they sat in their cold apartment and contemplated how they wanted to spend the remainder of their off day. Which is how they ended up in the middle of a Christmas tree farm, coffee in hand as they walked through rows upon rows of pine trees.

Her face was nipped red from the cold air, as she watched her boyfriend chopping down the tree she picked out. The insides of her lips chewed as she fought off the urge to tell him just how good he looked.

He looked so sexy, as he swung the axe at the base of the tree, his brows furrowed with concentration as she watched him puff out his chest.

"You okay there Sun?" Adam perked up at her, smiling at the endearing look of her bundled up in her puffy jacket and knit scarf, nose pinky from the chilly air as she nodded sweetly. Her cheeks reddening by the second as he stood up and rid himself of his flannel jacket and his beanie, "I'm fine!" she laughed as he raised a brow at her rushed response.

His hand raked through his grown-out hair as he caught her staring once again, admiring the way his arms looked in his compression shirt, and how his muscles flexed under the fabric. Her eyes flitted from him to the other people around also chopping down trees as she realized she was seen.

“You’re staring Sunshine,” he mused as she shook her head and hid her face in her hands. “Stop making fun of me,” she scolded in a hushed tone. “I'm not babe, just wanna know what's got you all flustered?” he stopped what he was doing to get closer to her.

She shook her head, face still in her hands as she groaned into her palms, “You know why.” “I'm afraid I don't?” he feigned innocence as she peeked up from her hands to see him cockily smirking. “You're so hot,” she whispered and looked around to see if any of the families around them were paying attention.

Adam's face lit up at her embarrassment, “I couldn't hear you, can you say it again?" Sunny screwed her eyes shut before opening them and harshly glaring at him as her cheeks grew even redder, "You take me out here on a cute date, cut down a tree for our first ever real Christmas together, and you look like a sexy lumberjack in your slutty workout shirt," she huffed as his grin grew.

"Did you just refer to my shirt as slutty?" he asked as she rolled her eyes and nodded. "Yes, it doesn't leave much to the imagination," she grins mischievously as her hand reaches out to squeeze his bicep, "slut."

"You think I look sexy?" her hand clasped over his mouth. "Shut up and go finish chopping down the tree so we can go home," she mumbled. With every statement his grin grew and so did his ego, "go home and do what?" he was pulling out the innocent tone again as he raised his eyebrows. "Go," she pointed to the tree as he smiled and nodded, leaning down to place a warm kiss on her cheek and she hummed at the sensation, "and hurry!" she called out as he walked back over to the tree as quickly as possible.

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Edit!! I just realized that I think you requested an insta edit and I made it a blurb, I'm so sorry I can redo it

#tinydancerau!! #adam fantilli #adam fantilli insta edit #adam fantilli blurb #adam fantilli imagine #umich hockey #umich imagine #columbus blue jackets

[juletheghoul]

Let Me Follow (Part 6)

AN: Phew! So this was fucking torture. I don't even know how to explain how hard it's been for me lately. Interaction on this site has been abysmal-and while I know we do this for fun, it sort of feels like I'm talking to myself sometimes. It's so hard to not take other people's success personally but I am trying! I have such a clear vision of where this story will go, and I have so much planned that I don't want to give up. I figured the best way to build up my self-esteem, build up my confidence was to go back to how I did it in the beginning, just write, and post. I've done my best to edit this myself, but it hasn't been beta'd. Hopefully, it pays off, enjoy! xo (enjoy the softness before the storm😅)

Joel Miller x F!Reader

Pairing: Joel x F!Reader

Word Count: 4K

Warnings: (18+ NO MINORS) angst, language, age-gap (about 10-11 years, legal, reader is of age), Yearning, post-apocalyptic world, piv sex (wrap it up!), the softest version of this Joel that I've written to date, Grief, panic attack / ptsd / nightmare

Let me know if I missed anything!

reblogs are appreciated

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It felt wrong to smile, almost silly. How could anyone smile with how things were in the world? With Johnny gone, with the pounding pain in the back of your head, with the effort and the hunger shredding a hole through your insides—you’d wipe it off your face. Had managed to keep it off for a long time, but then an animal had jumped onto the road and Joel’s arm had shot out in a protective gesture and it had creeped back in. 

“Looks like the rest of the way is on foot.” What had started out as a grinding noise, had quickly turned into dark plumes of smoke from the engine, filling the car with an acrid smell. “Shouldn’t be too far now, few hours.” His scowl was in place, but you saw it differently now–saw it for what it was. A mask, a representation of what this world did to you.

“We can manage that.” Ellie was grabbing her pack, helping Luke with the door before making her way towards the direction Joel pointed you all in. 

“Yes, we can definitely manage that.” You smiled at her, wincing slightly at the way your head pounded. 

“You okay, Sunny?” His hand lands gently on the side of your neck, turning your face towards his. “You can walk, right?” His hand sweeps up, prodding gently at the throbbing goose egg on the back of your head.

“Yeah, I’m okay, my head hurts like a bitch though. Need water soon.” His scowl seems so different now, it’s worry you see there now, instead of anger. He nods once, lingering for a moment before turning and leading the way. Luke doesn’t comment on the exchange, just gives you a small smile and follows Joel, but Ellie; she gives you a toothy grin and a thumbs up. 

Hours pass, thick trees give way to open space. A vast, beautiful landscape stretching out before all of you, seemingly untouched. Everyone is quiet, but alert as you all move closer to your destination. 

“How much longer do you think we have left, Joel?” Ellie is lagging a little bit, the hunger and thirst evident in her voice. 

“Shouldn’t be too much longer.” He turns to look at her, slowing down to let her catch up but he tenses at the sounds of horses just over the ridge in front of you. His gun flies up, but there are too many. Instantly you’re all surrounded by armed people on horseback, twenty people at least. “Get behind me.” He raises his hands in supplication, letting the gun fall onto his shoulder. “We ain’t lookin’ for any trouble, we’re just passin’ through.” 

“Drop the gun.” The person in front of Joel has a rifle pointed at him, a lot of them have guns pointed at the four of you. They have coverings on the lower halves of their faces, the one closest to Joel is yelling, and Joel drops his gun. “You-” He gestures to you, Luke and Ellie. “Take five steps back, separately.” 

“How about we just talk this through-” Joel starts to speak before anyone moves. 

“How ‘bout you shut the fuck up.” The man cuts him off, and gestures to the rest of you. 

“It’s okay, do what he says, we’ll be okay.” You nod at Ellie, moving away from Joel, your own hands up. 

“You been near infected?” The man asks no one in particular. 

“There’s no infected out here.” Joel responds.

“The hell there ain’t!” The man answers before whistling, from somewhere behind them another man emerges with a dog. “Last chance for a bullet, if you’ve been infected, he will smell it, and he will rip you up.” The dog barks, and your heart sinks. Ellie looks to you, big eyes pleading and you take a tentative step towards her, stopping when another of the riders points his gun at you. The dog makes his way over to Joel, sniffing at his feet for a moment before rising up, friendly. 

“Like I said,” Joel calls out. “We’ll just move on.” 

“Now the rest of you.” The man calls out, and the dog sniffs Luke, and then you, moving on lastly to Ellie. Your stomach drops and your hand inches towards the knife in your pocket but after a tense breath, the dog licks Ellie’s hands. You can’t help but take a deep breath in relief. 

“You just bought yourself more seconds.” The man doesn’t lower his gun. “What are you doin’ out here?”

“We’re just lookin’ for my brother, that’s all, nothin’ more.” A woman rides forward at his words, her dark eyes focused intently on Joel’s face. 

“What’s your name?” She asks him. 

“Joel.” He answers, and it’s the magic word. She gestures for them to lower their guns. “Joel Miller, right?” She lowers the covering. 

“Yeah, do I know you?” His voice is thick with confusion. 

“I know Tommy, come on, we’ll lead you to him. Give them a few horses.” She calls out the command to no one in particular, but they rush to obey her nonetheless. 

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You ride with them, nervously clutching Joel where you sit behind him on the horse they gave him. 

“You’re okay Sunny, just hold on. Don’t squeeze your thighs.” He speaks low and you take a deep breath.

“Sorry, I’m afraid of falling off.” You tighten your grip on him, squeezing tightly around his middle. 

“I won’t let you.” He presses his hand to yours, reassuring you. 

It isn’t long before you arrive at a high wall, with people walking along the top of it. A giant gate is closed to all, until Maria–the woman on the horse gives a signal, and the giant gate opens up for your party. The scene that greets you just inside the gates shocks you into silence. It’s a town, a lively, inhabited, working town. People mill about a central high street, kids play and watch your party move through the street with curiosity instead of fear. 

It’s a lot to take in, working lights and shops seemingly open and in good condition, scaffolding and people repairing things–working together. 

“Tommy!” Joel yells out, startling you and you see one of the men on the scaffolding turn and look, rapidly making his way down while Joel dismounts the horse you’re sharing and runs towards him. It makes you smile to see and hear Joel so happy, to see him find his own brother and it makes you think of Johnny. 

I wish you could have seen this place, Johnny.

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The food tastes too good to keep any semblance of decorum, instead you shove it into your mouth faster than you can chew it, breathing deeply through your nose in order to fill your belly. Maria and Tommy sit across from the three of you in what was essentially a town cafeteria–Luke had been taken straight to the town doctor and you’d all been assured he’d be fed. 

Joel speaks, Ellie argues, and you keep quiet. Tommy and Maria are an item, and if you had to hazard a guess, Tommy has been less than kind in his description of his older brother. There’s something in the air between them, Maria and Tommy, the two of them versus Joel. A look of judgement in her gaze and it raises your hackles. 

“The house across the street from us is empty, the one next to it too if you wanted your own place–” She looks at you but Joel cuts her off. 

“We stay together. The three of us.” He reaches over, taking your hand in his. Tommy isn’t the only one who’s found someone and it makes your heart soar to have him claim you openly like this. 

“That works.” She smiles politely, Tommy too. “How ‘bout a tour?” Joel nods, and you make your way out, with a full belly and a full heart.

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The town is well and truly a marvel, the culmination of hard work, strategic location and the well oiled machine that is their patrol. They’ve managed to rebuild a functioning, safe town; full of most of the comforts the world had had before, only on a much smaller scale. You keep quiet as she guides the three of you through their little corner of normalcy, unable to stop yourself from noting where all of the supplies are kept, where the food stores are, how many horses are in the stable. 

There’s a tense energy flowing between Joel and Tommy, something unspoken in the air, an anger, a resentment and you can’t exactly blame Joel for his share of it. His brother has been here, safe and happy, with a purpose–content to leave his brother in the dark in order to protect what they have here. You can almost understand why, there’s something else though, something in the way Maria watches Joel that plants a seed of suspicion in your brain. Your suspicion deepens and if you had to hazard a guess, he’s told her some unsavoury things about the man you’d come to–what, love? The thought is sobering, you push it away. 

Maria suggests showing you where you’ll be staying, mentions getting cleaned up while she moves away from them, gesturing for the two of you to follow, and with a nod from Joel, you do.

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The house was furnished from before, everything old and a bit dusty, but otherwise in good condition. Relatively clean, working lights, a hot shower. Heaven. You stay in there a little longer than necessary, too content in the warmth of the water to make it as quick as you’d planned. Your little trailer–although having served as an oasis by today’s standards–didn’t hold a fucking candle to this. 

You smile to yourself, picturing Joel melting in the warmth, his handsome face tipped back in unadulterated joy. It almost made you regret not waiting for him, almost. That first time Johnny had rigged up the trailer to catch rainwater and figured out a way to somehow connect the whole thing to a powersource and heat it, that same feeling coursed through you now as the steam filled the ensuite, only now it was painted with a bittersweet brush. You’d gotten good at pushing away thoughts of Johnny and what could have possibly–probably–happened to him, and you did it again now. You forced his breezy smile, his dumb jokes, the comforting piece of home that he’d been out of your mind and focused on getting clean. 

Maria had left some clothing for the three of you in the house, doing a remarkably accurate job at guessing what would fit and once dressed, Ellie had run out of the house, itching to explore. It served you well enough. It gave you time to rest and to regroup. It gave you a chance to think about exactly what it was you wanted to do now that something like this was an option. 

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The house looks normal, really normal. Not just the normal he’s had to adjust the definition of the word to over the last twenty years, either. It’s just a house. It’s just a suburb, just a neighbourhood relatively untouched, by the ravages of the last two decades. A two-story home with good bones, a home he imagined could be stable for him, for Sarah. 

The thought of her forces the air out of his chest, punches it out of him with the force of a gunshot. He hadn’t let himself think about her in so long that it shakes him, freezes him where he stands on the porch like some sort of statue. It had been twenty years since he’d lost her, and yet he can still smell her hair in his nose, can still feel the weight of her in his arms, can still hear the sound of her voice and it breaks his heart all over again. He squeezes his eyes shut tight and lets the anger, and the hurt, the rage of his monumental loss pass engulf him.

His heart pounds in his chest, the blood it beats booming like a drum in his ears. His vision blurs as he stands there, terrified and bewildered, swaying as though caught in a massive wave and struggling to breathe. His hand shoots out and he braces himself against the wall of the house. He focuses on the brick under his hand, the grit of it digging into his palm. 

Breathe Joel, breathe. 

His lungs fill with air. 

In. Out. Repeat.

His vision eventually clears as he catches his breath, the pounding in his ears lessens and he finally feels like he can move his legs and after a few more steadying breaths, he leaves whatever the episode was, and the memory of his daughter on the porch. 

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He groans as he makes his way up the stairs and you can’t help but smile, anticipation and excitement and a whole bunch of feelings you can’t, or maybe won’t name swirling in your gut as you wait for him to find you. The scowl is there when he finally opens the right door, his eyes burning into yours but there’s something else there too. 

“Everything okay?” You sit up at the sight of him, pale and no doubt clammy by the looks of him, “Did something happen?” The fear doesn’t creep, it slams into you. 

“No no, everythin’s okay. Just tired.” His eyes soften, but only a little. “You look…cozy.” He raises an eyebrow at finding you in bed, quite obviously cleaned up and relaxing. “Shower working?” 

“Yes, I am very comfortable. It’s a real bed, Joel—real blankets and a real house… lights and hot water.” You can’t help but gush, and smile and kneel up to speak to him, “go, go shower and get clean. Maria brought us some clothes, here—“ you all but crawl out of the bed and rush over to the dresser, grab him a towel and soft sleep things, hurrying to shove them into his hands. 

“Hold your horses, girl—where’s Ellie?” He quirks his head, listening for her.

“She’s fine, in the bedroom down the hall, she was passed out when I checked in on her about an hour ago. Now go! Get clean, mister.”

“Okay okay, Sunny, I’m goin’.” Both his tone and his smile are soft, “be right back.” He grumbles halfheartedly, but does what you ask all the same. 

He takes just as long as you thought he might, the hot water and steam casting its spell on him, just as it had on you. 

“Jesus Christ,” He looks so much softer than you’ve ever seen him, standing at the door in a loose shirt and some boxer shorts, holding his dirty pile of rags, “that was the best shower I’ve taken in years.” He sets down the pile before making his way over to the bed. 

“Life Changing, truly.” You smile up at him, giddy at the thought of having him here, safe and protected, in a real bed. “I had almost forgotten what it was like.” You move in a little closer as you speak, itching to snuggle up to him, but keeping your distance all the same. Despite his kiss, his open declaration in the dining hall, it wasn’t easy to forget being pushed away.

“The little setup you had was pretty good.” He must see the doubt, must see the way your fingers twitch with want and he makes the first move, pulling the blanket up and opening his arms. You crawl into his embrace with a toothy grin.

“Nowhere near as good as this.” You bury your face into the skin of his neck and inhale, eyes rolling into the back of your head when his clean scent hits you, “God, I love soap.” You all but moan it into his neck and he laughs, a genuine, deep rumble that fills your heart with something.

“Yeah I bet you do, I’m sorry about the state of me before. You smell pretty great yourself.” He wraps himself closer too, skimming his nose along any inch of skin he can reach and it’s almost as if the world outside doesn’t exist. This is the only thing that matters. Him, you, this bed—Ellie, safe in her room. 

“I scrubbed a lot, l probably took off a few layers of skin.” You run your fingers through his hair, basking in the feeling of his touch, basking in his voice and the soft caress of his breath against your skin. Ignoring the tiny little voice that warns he might change his mind later.

Stop that, just enjoy a good fucking thing here.

You scold yourself, bringing your focus back to him.

“Me too, reckon I needed it, bad.” His hands move from your back, up to your skull and you wince when he touches the goose egg. “Still hurts? I should go find Tommy, see if he’s got any painkillers for you.” He almost goes to move away and while your heart sings at his readiness to leave the comfort of this to take away your pain, your fingers dig into his back and hold.  

“Don’t you dare.” He laughs, and gets back into place.

“Yes ma’am, I’ll do it in the morning.” He takes another look at where you’d been hurt before tucking you close, and pulling the blanket up over you both. “It feels so strange to lay here, almost normal.” 

“I know, it’s almost too weird.” Your leg lifts of its own accord and hooks over his middle, “I have my knife on the nightstand beside me, but I almost feel like I should have it under my pillow.”

“I know what you mean, been livin’ in fear a long time. That doesn’t just go away after a hot shower and a good meal.” His hand comes down and holds onto your thigh, as though you’d both done this a million times, you smile into his neck. 

“Can we stay here?” The question has been there all day, burning a hole in the back of your brain and into the tip of your tongue, “Do you want to stay here?” 

“I don’t know, I don’t even know what I’d do with myself here.” You bite your lip at his admission, “If you wanted to, I would. I’d go wherever you go.” His tone is soft again, his eyes averted and you can see it’s hard for him to admit that out loud. “I know I’m hard to be around sometimes, but I’m tryin’.” His hand sweeps up your thigh as he speaks, giving himself something to focus on, ground himself with.

“I know, Joely. I can see it.” You lean in and kiss his cheek, pressing yourself closer to him, pushing past the lump in your throat to speak. “Once Ellie does what she needs to do, we can all live here.”

“We’ll have to see how that goes, her and the fireflies.” He says nothing more, and you leave it there.

A yawn slips out and before you’ve even finished, he’s reaching over and turning off the light on his side. His arms, the soft sweep of his hands on your skin, his voice in your ear and his lips at your temple all work their magic and lull you into a deep, dreamless sleep.

His whole body twitches, and that’s what wakes you up, bleary eyed and half terrified. You barely have time to rub at your eye with the heel of your hand before he’s moving again, his head jerking side to side and you call to him, but he doesn’t hear you.

“Joel, wake up,” you put your hand on his shoulder, softly, “Joel!” 

He lurches forward violently, his arms flailing in the darkness and you know he’s still in the nightmare, the terror bleeding through into reality for a moment before he realizes where he is. 

“It was just a bad dream,” you reassure him, keeping your voice soft and calm, “you’re okay, come.” You open your arms to him and even though he’s awake, he still takes a few deep breaths before moving. Whatever he’d dreamt, it had been bad. He breathes hard as he settles beside you, the sheen of terror shining on the parts of his face illuminated by the moon filtering into the room. “Do you want to talk about it?” You run your fingers through his hair, doing your best to soothe him. 

“I–” He frowns, opening his mouth, then closing it, and repeating the action a couple of times before answering again, “It’s just, everythin’.” He lets go of a big breath, and melts into the bed, melts into you. “I just, I dreamt somethin’ bad happened–I think. I don’t even know anymore.” his breath fans across your skin as he speaks, raising goosebumps in its wake.

“I get it,” You press your lips to his neck, “Happens to me too, sometimes.” 

The novelty of this moment isn’t lost on you, the stark contrast between when you first met and now would have been unbelievable to you back then.  

“First night in a real bed, and this is what happens.” He scoffs in the dark. The words are meant to be light, but he can’t hide the annoyance threaded in the tone.  

“Well, we could take advantage,” your thumb brushes against the plump of his lower lip, but you don’t push it further, “what do you think?” He almost doesn’t let you finish your sentence, instead his mouth presses against yours, forestalling any further conversation, and filling your stomach with butterflies. 

It’s almost embarrassing how fast your body responds to him, the trail his hands leave across your skin like an electric current. His palm skates up under the loose shirt and finds the weight of your breast, his thumb brushing over the stiff peak in sync with the groan he feeds directly into your mouth. You scramble to get closer, feeling the frantic energy in his hands and matching it.

It feels so fast, feels like just a moment before you’d been sleeping and not clamouring to eat each other alive. But it also feels so slow, like no matter how hard you both breathe one another in, no matter how quickly you rip off each other's layers, you cannot get close enough, fast enough.

It’s then that the realization hits you. There, on the edge of this bed that isn’t yours, but could be. It’s there when the layers are finally fucking gone, when your mouths are fused together but barely moving, when you’re finally fully seated and your aching pussy is stretched around the thickness of him. 

I love you.

His forehead rests against yours while you sit on him, snug, and tight, and wet. The two of you sharing each other's breath, the nightmare forgotten, or most likely repressed. You try to shoo the thought away and focus on the way he feels, on the way he fills you so perfectly. You focus on the hands that hold onto your ass, on the broken moans he breathes onto your skin.

God, I love you.

It pops up again, unbidden and you frown to yourself, trying again to focus on him. 

“What’s wrong baby?” His eyes are on you now, his frown a mixture of pleasure and worry. “Am I hurtin’ you?” He holds your chin so tenderly, it makes your heart ache.

“No, Joely, it feels so good.” You kiss him, relishing in the fact that you can, but it isn’t enough because he pulls away for a moment.

“You sure?” He cradles your face in his big hands and it’s a double edged sword. It’s everything you never thought you’d have, it’s comfort and belonging, but it’s also a void. A black hole you could fall into, and never crawl out of. It’s a weakness, a stupid, wreckless risk that this world no longer seems to have any space for. You can see it, the black pit of despair in his eyes, the trust and gamble it is to love another person and it shifts like the colours of an oil slick stain on concrete when it rains. From terrifying, to beautiful. 

“I’m okay, I promise.” You press a soft kiss to his mouth again, and lie to both him, and yourself.

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[ilovedthestars]

for the ask game!

🪐 ⇢ name three good things going on in your life right now

🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love

🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here

Hi scorpio! thanks for the ask!

(Writers truth or dare) (i keep forgetting to link the ask game)

🪐 ⇢ name three good things going on in your life right now

I really need this. It has been A Week. Here goes:

We've had a lot of really sunny days lately. The sky is blue, the daffodils by my dorm are blooming. It's Spring and that makes me happy.

I'm taking a minicourse about zines, and it's been soooo much fun for me.

My work recently got accepted to a small student-run literary magazine! It's nothing fancy but I'm excited to have made the cut.

🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love

Ooh, okay, so I went digging WAY back in my bookmarks for this one, since it's been a while since I read new fanfic and nothing was coming to mind. And I found this, which was I think the first murderbot fanfic I ever read, and set a very high bar: Discomfort Protocol by the lovely @broken-risk-assessment-module

Just the right amount of complex & intriguing plot to set up some Really Juicy emotions, particularly character friction between Murderbot and Gurathin. Perfectly captures the "they don't necessarily Like each other but they absolutely care about each other" energy. It's really stuck with me! Highly recommend.

🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here

SO. Turns out almost all of my wips are in desparate need of editing and not really new words (i checked). So while going to do this I instead ended up doing a pretty good editing pass over chapter 7 of Old Unit, Young Unit instead!! Here's 50 words of that, to fulfill the spirit of the question:

I have an escape route. I can disappear before the ship gets here. But once I’m off inventory, I can’t come back for you. I need to know if you’re coming with me. The same offer it made when it hacked my governor module. Do you want to get out?

#ask game answers #thank you for making me work on this!! i have made actual tangible progress for the first time in like. months!! #and thank you for making me think about Good Things. i could stand to do a little more of that rn #edited: this is ch 7 not ch 6 of ouyu

[my-adhd-gremlin-blog]

JimmyVillainArcJimmyVillainArcJimmyVillain-

I wrote a fic.

It's my time to shine, folks. Nothing makes me happier than to write a bit of angst, and Jimmy's last episode was fuel for my angst fire 🤣.

I think it was in a stream that he said he wanted to fix the gunpowder farm so that he could "blow up the other empires", and you know I just took that and ran with it.

As much as I love Jimmy, though, he's a soggy biscuit and I don't know how well he could pull of a villain arc, so I'm manifesting with this fic, basically🤣.

(I don't usually write fanfiction, let alone share it, it isn't really my style, but Jimmy's villain arc has so much potential for angst that I had to give it a go. It's also been so long since I've been this invested in a fandom, so I actually had fun writing this. Enjoy 😁).

Edit: Whoops! I forgot to put cw: character death/suicide (in the Minecraft sense; they respawn)

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The tiny, mechanical heart thuds in Jimmy's chest as he rises from his bed in Tumble Town. Gem, the pacifist princess, murdered him in cold blood. What made Jimmy a target? Why were they out to get him? Straightening his hat, Sheriff Jimmy set out across the mesa, heading toward the gunpowder farm that they all so loved to tease him for. As per usual, pickings were slim. No matter, he thought, as that was about to change. Even if it took all night, Jim would get what he needed. Enough was enough; it was time to make everyone pay for making him feel so small.

It's game time.

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Stratos was first. He and the god may have reconciled, but Jimmy hadn't forgotten who made him this way to begin with. No one was safe, not anymore. If he wanted to prove his point, the whole world had to suffer. It was a sunny morning when the Sheriff decided to pop in to visit God Joel. Early rise, just like he was taught. Joel wasn't alone; the goblin and that traitorous princess were with him, making trade deals and small talk. From the sky, they looked like good friends, catching up on the week's events. Friends. The word left a bitter taste in Jimmy's mouth as he soared lower and lower, just catching the end of Joel's conversation with Gem.

   "...dropped Hermes off with Daddy Sausage in Sanctuary last night. They've started asking questions about where babies come from, little tyke."

Gem laughed delicately. When Jimmy landed, no one payed him any attention. He cleared his throat, and the others looked around, unable to identify the source of the noise. Fwhip spotted him first.

"Oh, hey, little fella," he said, too brightly for Jimmy's liking. He crouched down to the toy Sheriff's level, and continued, "What brings you out of Trouble Town today?"

Jimmy said nothing. He just stood there, staring down the people who he once so desperately sought the approval of, feeling nothing at all. Fwhip stepped back, rising back to his full height. He was smirking like nothing was wrong, but when Jimmy was through with them, no one will be laughing.

"I think the Sheriff has gone shy. What's the matter, Jim, all tuckered out from playing with Andy?"

Joel chuckled. "Be careful, Fwhip. You don't want to be on the receiving end of Jimmy's short temper."

"Come on, guys, leave him alone," protested Gem. "It's a long journey to Stratos for a guy so small."

Still, Jimmy did not speak. Instead, he smiled. A smile that the others did not recognise. It was not his usual bright and toothy grin. This smile was cold and emotionless. It did not reach his eyes, and looked completely wrong on his face. The others' face changed, too. Gone was the playfulness, replaced with worry, and just a hint of fear.

"Uh... Jim? You doing alright, buddy?" Joel asked nervously.

"You know we're only teasing you, right?" Gem added.

"Yeah, it's just a joke, pal," said Fwhip.

Jimmy sighed. "That's your problem. You think this is all a joke. You think I'm a joke." His voice was rough and gravelly. It cracked from unshed tears. But Jimmy was not going to cry in front of them. He had too much left to say.

Turning to speak directly to Joel, he said, "You ruined my life, and you laughed. Again and again, you've humiliated me. You gave my son away!" Jimmy bowed his head, and took a deep breath. "All I wanted was respect, for someone to see me for me, not this twisted version of me that you turned me into. I wanted someone to stay." He looked at Fwhip as he spoke that last sentence, but he was thinking about Scar. The man who saw passed the stitches and stuffing, who saw the potential in him and his humble Empire. The world felt a little less lonely when Scar was around, but even he chose to leave him. No one wanted to stay with him, not even his rancher, his Tango.

If the world didn't want him, then he would watch it burn. "I'm so tired of being the butt of everyone's jokes. But I'll be the one having the last laugh. Stratos is rigged to blow."

The other leaders were rendered speechless. This was not the Sheriff they had gotten used to walking all over.

"What do you mean, 'blow'?" Joel asked, slowly.

Jimmy laughed lightly. "So glad you asked, poser. You're all familiar with the Tumble Town gunpowder farm? Well, you should be, you've mocked me for it enough times. That 'pathetic farm' has been working overtime, and has produced me enough TNT that when I light it up, this sham of an Empire will be blasted right out of the sky. If I'm lucky, Chromia will be taken as collateral damage."

The god, usually so strong and unshakeable, looked terrified. He dropped to his knees, and began to plead with the monster he'd created.

"Jimmy, please. I thought we were friends, don't do this. There are innocent people down there."

"Do you really think I care? Did you care about anything you put me through? No, I don't think so. Man, if they could see their god now. Trembling before a toy."

Jimmy pushed back his vest, revealing the stick of dynamite in his holster. He lit his flint and steel, touching it to the fuse. It began to spark immediately.

"I'm not a toy, Joel. Do you hear me? Are you all listening?! I - AM - NOT - A - TOY!"

Each word was laced with venom, and by the time Jim had finished speaking, the fuse had burnt out.

Smallishbeans was blown up by SolidarityGaming

fWhip was blown up by SolidarityGaming

GeminiTay was blown up by SolidarityGaming

SolidarityGaming blew up.

•

That tiny, mechanical heart began to beat again. Jimmy sat up in his bed, satisfaction growing as his actions truly began to sink in with the others.

Stratos was gone, and Tumble Town was as quiet as the grave. Its residents were long gone, not knowing what had become of their Sheriff. Not knowing how damaged he truly was.

Joel would be waking up at spawn by now, scrambling to salvage what was left of his Empire. The goblin and the princess would try to help, but there would be nothing left to save.

One down, eleven to go, Jimmy thought. I think Gobland will be next.

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(Notes: I felt like I had to note that Hermes was not in Stratos while this happened. No demigod children were harmed in the making of this fic 🤣. Also, I don't really know what kind of toy I imagine Jimmy as. I guess something similar to Woody, but if he was human before and was turned into a toy, there has to be working organs in there, right? So I imagined his heart as like, a tiny ticking clock, just in case that wasn't clear. Thanks for reading.)

#empires smp #empires season two #empires smp fanfic #empires smp fanfiction #jimmy solidarity #joel smallishbeans #esmp fwhip #goblin fwhip #geminitay #tw character death #tw su1cide

[flowering-thought]

I'm back~

So just out of more curiosity, heartwarming moments with Takeo? And (forgot her name) your other new OC too, that is if you want to share the divinity that is your characters.

With much love and appreciation for your work

-🍁 anon

Ooo 🍁 anon you always request such cute things it makes my heart melt! I'll go ahead and include my recent OC's that I released after you asked!

I saved this one to release after I finished up my spree of OC's cause I do enjoy 🍁 requests quite a bit 🥰 and then it took me a while to get to 😔

Not edited

WARNING - MINORS DNI

AFAB reader and reader is described as feminine and chubby/plus sized.

Yandere themes

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Mila Allen

Heartwarming Moments

I think there's one moment where Mila enjoys your presence the most. And it's when you two watch shows together. She'll invite you to her apartment and put on some show you two decided to binge-watch.

Her favorite part of watching something with you is watching your reactions. She likes seeing you respond to things. If you get scared she'll scoot a bit closer to give you some comfort and grounding. A sad moment making you cry? A part of her adores it but also lets you cry unless you cling onto her, then she pets your head and gives you a soft kiss on the cheek.

Anger, anxiety, and any emotion you show just makes her pay more attention to you rather than the show. And she loves hearing you go on about it and give your opinion during or after an episode.

She loves it when you want to watch something with her or you wait for her to watch something new you found interesting. It's just something meant for you and her, a calm moment where she can admire you and hold you close. Sometimes she'll even lay in your lap and have the biggest smile on her face while doing so.

There's something about the simple moments and how easily your expression turns that makes her so happy. Mila finds every moment with you so fulfilling. Sometimes when you two are watching something and you slowly lean forward and you find yourself on the edge of your seat for eat happens next she can't help but secretly take a picture.

She may or may not already have a secret folder on her phone only she can find, that contains all of the photos of your expressions that she finds the most adorable or beautiful.

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Takeo Kawahara

Heartwarming Moments

Takeo finds shopping with you to be very fun. He loves to go to his favorite thrift stores with you as well.

He enjoys the soft sunny days when you're both free and can wander around window shopping. He loves when you stop and look at something that you enjoy or even pull him by his hand to look inside.

And when you see something you want him to try on? Oh, he's blushing as you look through the racks and find his size for him. Takeo just nearly explodes when the clothes look good on him too. He loves knowing that you know his taste and even look forward to seeing something on him.

And he honestly enjoys your praise. When you compliment him he's absolutely head over heels.

Oh, but when he finds something for you? Or he finds shops that sell clothes that are better for your figure? He could spend hours getting you to try things on. He secretly takes pictures of the things you absolutely love but don't feel like buying so he could get them as a gift later. And he honestly takes pictures of you in all your outfits. He loves to see you in all sorts of styles.

And he endlessly showers you with all sorts of compliments. And if he sees you may not like something he of course says something along the lines of "It's nice! But maybe something a little looser? Or maybe something in another color?".

But when he sees your face visibly cheer up or get excited when he validates a certain feeling about an outfit it just makes it clear to him that you love him just as much as he loves you-

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Makoto Kawahara

Heartwarming Moments

Makoto loves coming by the bakery to see you when he's on a break or just when he misses you.

The smell of sweets and freshly baked bread that carries home with you just makes him feel so comfortable you don't even know-

So when he gets to see you baking something at home it makes him really happy. He loves watching you, the way your brows furrow together if you did something wrong or accidentally did something. Or the way your nose twitches when you smell something good. The way your lips curl into a small smile of triumph at trying out a new recipe.

He could watch you bake or cook for ages. He loves how his house fills with the smell you carry home when you bake. He always wanders around the kitchen when you do.

Sometimes he likes to sneak around and take a bit of frosting or flour and plop a bit on your nose or cheek. The simple moments of bliss where you laugh and giggle with him, flour dusting the counter.

The way you turn on some music and start to dance with him in the kitchen while something bakes in the oven. Makoto has the biggest smile in these moments, leaving soft kisses and occasionally getting raw flour on his lips and tongue, your laughter filling the room as you grab a towel and grab some water.

He can't help but love these moments the most.

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Dante Morelli

Heartwarming Moments

Dante often loves when you come over to his home. While it's in the quieter part of the city, he prefers it as it's enough space for a greenhouse where he grows all sorts of plants he adores.

And his favorite time is spent in there, caring for his plants with you.

Before he had a simple table and supplies in there but when he met you he put some furniture inside, soft plush cushions, and a nice little area shaded by large banana leaf trees and other sorts of plants that nearly reach the top of the greenhouse.

And when he would convince you to come over he would make sure you had some snacks and drinks while you sat in that space he created just for you while he trimmed certain plants or attended to other things in his safe space.

And sometimes if he took too long he would find you taking a nap. It's his favorite thing. He could watch you sit there forever, the background of different plants and the way your hair frames your face in that moment of pure bliss.

With a dangerous life like his, he loves these moments. No chaos, no stress, just you and him in a peaceful place where time feels like it's stopped.

Sometimes if he's tired enough he joins you. And sometimes if there wasn't already a blanket among the cushioned furniture he would drape one over you, being careful as he left a kiss on your forehead before attending to some things.

Of course, he has photos of you in his phone sitting there. Sometimes he considers hiring someone to paint these soft and comforting moments so he could hang them up in his home.

Just you and him in the comfort of his home is all he ever needs ♡

#.mila allen ♡ #.takeo kawahara ♡ #.makoto kawahara ♡ #.dante morelli ♡ #yandere oc #yandere oc x reader #yandere x reader #soft yandere #yandere x darling #yandere imagines #chubby reader #yandere male x reader #yandere male #yandere female #yandere female x reader #yandere x you

[astrojoy]

Light surrounded the area and 3 bright stars seemed to float around you...

It's a real wand! 🪄

Which star caught your attention the most?

Your next glow up

⭐ PAC ⭐

Pile 1

⭐ Healed heart/mentality

⭐ Spending time for yourself

⭐ Healthier eating habits

⭐ Taking better care of your needs

⭐ Some here are graduating from something

⭐ Getting higher education

⭐ Negative thinking decrease

⭐ Learning to trust others more

⭐ Trusting the universe more

⭐ Calmer mindset. Controlling temper

⭐ Speaking out. Standing your ground

⭐ Some career accomplishment? Promotion??

⭐ Financial increase for some here :D

⭐ Earning a trophy (for a very few here :3)

⭐ Learning to let loose, having fun sometimes

Extra that came out

⭐ Capricorn Energy

⭐ Water energy

Songs that randomly came to me

PS - I haven't heard these songs in years. These are some old popular songs. I found it so weird that they were both party themed too?? Interesting! Def look at each ones lyrics. I found out these can both be telling you guys your determination will get you far, like past your co-workers, rivals, superiors (idk) it's about reaching to the top :D

Pile 2

⭐ Joy 🌈

⭐ Positive mindset/optimistic

⭐ New tattoos or re-inking old ones

⭐ Eye care (I think it's healthwise tbh)

⭐ Spotting/stopping deception

⭐ Better observation skills

⭐ Something about video games??

⭐ Face glow up

⭐ Growing past old negative patterns

⭐ Mix of physical and inner glow up

⭐ Eating what makes you happy more

⭐ More talented/Skill level up ^^

⭐ Singing skills increase (for some :3)

⭐ More jewelry? c:

⭐ Living in the moment

Extra that came out

Sagittarius Energy

Sunny card

Songs that randomly came to me

PS - Another old song? XD I swear why are my guides hitting me with the old songs in this PAC so far? Oh well :D Hope it resonates! The 2nd one was randomly generated but I asked my guides to guide it c:

Pile 3

⭐ Learning to love again

⭐ Cooking skills may increase

⭐ For some women breast growth (natural/PS)

⭐ For some men, toned pectoral area

⭐ Some here will be growing taller

⭐ Nose area glow up (natural/PS)

⭐ Makeup skills increase//makeup baddie

⭐ Doe eyes? Cute eyes? Eye glow up?

⭐ Having an adorable cuteness to you

⭐ Relationship glow up

⭐ Beaking up with a toxic partner

⭐ Winning in general

⭐ Encouraging others

⭐ Feeling like royalty

⭐ Better sleep schedule

⭐ Getting vacation/trip vibes for a few

⭐ Possible new creative outlet

⭐ Haha some will drink more water//hydrated

Extra that came out

⭐ Blue eyes

⭐ Pisces rising vibes

Songs that randomly came to me

PS - For this pile it was hard to channel any songs. So instead I left it to a generator and my guides guidance towards it to give you songs :) These songs reminded me of a breakup. Man someone really needed the breakup message. For others this may include toxic friends or just people you know and letting them go ^^

#Spotify

[zuzsenpai]

Little delights from my day

that post I reblogged yesterday (4/9/24) where you tagged the little positive delights from your day.... I feel like that might be a fun challenge to do every day, or as many days as I can remember. I almost never stop to think about those things, and I do think it might be nice to look back on and read every once in a while. So that I don't bother everyone with this daily quest, I'm going to just update this post every day with a new bullet point (under a cut), and I'll link this post in my pinned post. If that makes sense.

List of daily positive delights under the cut:

4/9/24: My pomegranate arils were NOT expired. Someone spilled maple syrup in the microwave at work and now it smells really good every time someone uses it

4/10/24: Was able to pre-order the new Apollo Justice Trilogy plushes

4/11/24: Found a cute, nice-looking font to write fanfic with. Hoping that using a fun font will motivate my writing. UPDATE: I wrote close to 1,500 words with the new font today!

4/12/24: My manager took the day off so I got burritos with my coworkers. The chicken wasn't too spicy this time, so I enjoyed it a lot

4/13/24: I saw a lot of Homestar Runner posts on my dash because it’s Homestuck day. Can’t find this shit on any other webbed site.

4/14/24: It was 72 and sunny so I spent some time writing outside

4/15/24: Got a nice comment on a fic I never get comments on

4/16/24: Sweet potato tempura roll my beloved. Oh okay also that post on tumblr with the map of all the locations those idiots on Supernatural went and they literally went to my city

4/17/24: My own writing made me cry, in a good way

4/18/24: Saw a really interesting lost media video on YouTube

4/19/24: Cute spider on the wall in the hallway at work

4/20/24: Decided not to skip this day after all. I played some Animal Crossing Wild World

4/21/24: I really am lucky to have caring friends. Also kittens in the discord!

4/22/24: My friend made a fun picrew

4/23/24: I set up a humidifier and an air purifier in my office to help with my dry/itchy/red/painful eyes. I think it might be working already????? My eyes feel good today

4/24/24: I did a request for an isolated Digimon BGM and it came out really good!

4/25/24: Made a neocities page and messed around with templates

4/26/24: Had a yummy impossible burger

4/27/24: Went to a craft fair and found a necklace that goes really nicely with the shirt I'm wearing today. Also pad see ew with beef happened

4/28/24: Went bowling and got some writing done

4/29/24:

4/30/24: It’s gonna be May!

5/1/24: Working on Digimon BGM again!

5/2/24: Some ship pins I ordered on Etsy arrived

5/3/24: Not to be repetitive, but Digimon BGM work is very delightful!

5/4/24: idk crispy chicken blt wrap

5/5/24: Whole pomegranates at my grocery store

5/6/24: Had a really productive writing sprint

5/7/24: Told my boss about my Digimon isolated BGM project and she seemed proud that I was able to master some audio editing skills

5/8/24: Been doing this for 30 days and only missed one! Proud of myself

5/9/24: Got through a stressful doctor’s appointment with composure and bravery

5/10/24: My friend and I bought friendship earrings in the shape of Ty Beanie Baby tags

5/11/24: Went to a local hockey game and there was an AMAZING parody video they played on the jumbotron.

5/12/24: Got some good writing done.

5/13/24:

5/14/24: Got some phonecalls done that I had been putting off. I know this isn't really a little delight, but I'm proud of myself.

5/15/24: Received a really kind and detailed comment on a fic that I wasn't confident in when I published it

#zuzu note; #little delights post; #personal post for ts;

[theladysherlock]

talk shop tuesday! you get to talk about music a lot on your blog (and i can't help but to admire how diverse it is!). does music play a part in your artistic process? if so, is it inspired more by lyrics or the tune itself?

Haha, once again thwarted by my inability to shut up. haveyouheardthisband has been a boon to my blog, truly. The trick to having a diverse music taste is to have a friend who knows more about music than you do and will give you recommendations. This has never failed me before.

In general, I usually prefer lyrics to the melody when I'm listening to music, or at the very least I find that interesting lyrics are what turn a good song into a great song. So when I get inspired by a song to make an art piece (which is often) it's because there have been some lyrics rattling around in my head like stones in a rock tumblr.

I have lots of ideas for lyric-based drawings but I haven't quite figured out how I want to set them up, so they're on the back burner for now. I also do NOT have the patience for animatics, so I won't be making any of those anytime soon (but I have edited them before and that was a lot of fun! if anyone has any animatics ideas they want to draw but they don't want to edit them feel free to hit me up)

The two most notable song-based drawings are pieces I used to experiment with some lighting techniques. And I still really like them, so I'm going to brag a little bit. Under the cut!

[ID: A drawing of Alek from Leviathan in casual wear, looking up, shielding his eyes from the sun, and grinning at something off camera. He's in the middle of a sunny quad with a Neoclassical Building in the background]

Starting off with this drawing of Alek! This is an older piece ("older" meaning early 2021) that I still like. It was my blog banner for a loooong time and I stand by that. This drawing was the first time I used multiply and overlay layers for shading, and I wanted to play with colored highlights and shadows, and mixing hard and soft shadows. I think it worked pretty well, especially for my first attempt.

The song associated with this one was Heirloom by Sleeping At Last, which is about generational trauma and escaping cycles. I got really really emotional about the thought of Alek being truly, legitimately happy after the end of the books, which was only possible because he rejected his claim to the throne. "You are so much more than your father's son / you are so much more than the wars you've won" just rattled around nonstop in my brain, and I'm pretty sure I hid the line somewhere in the grass and then blurred it beyond all legibility.

Now that I think about it I should do a redraw of this one

[ID: a nighttime drawing of Mina, a brown-skinned Aasimar woman cuddling with Halia, a drow elf woman. Both are in their nightclothes and Halia is asleep. Mina has a concerned look on her face.]

This piece is from only a few months ago. Unlike the drawing of Alek, I didnt originally intend for it to be a lighting experiment. This was fully inspired by the song The Crow by Dessa, which is such a Mina song that I couldn't escape it. Specifically, it was inspired by the line "I can't ask you to show love / but would it kill you if you did?" I just really wanted to draw my girl visibly struggling with the mortifying ordeal of being known.

Once the main part of the drawing was done, I started playing around with the night lighting, and I got excited about the idea of showing a street light shining through and casting some shadows on the two. If I had planned it out that way originally I think I would have done some more work to make the shadows follow contours, but for a spur of the moment decision I'm really happy with it.

#talk shop Tuesday #I think I lost the thread a little bit. as is the way with these I think

[regrowal-the-game]

Update Log #1

Following up on Log #0, this is our first proper update log showcasing our most recent and current works-in-progress for our indie game, presented by yours' truly, @recusantalchemist and @andeditor7! Starting off with some of our recent technical changes, @andeditor7 has been hard at work getting our water mechanics implemented, arguably the most important aspect a game set in the ocean. Although for the moment on my end of the repo, it's looking like a desert:

Ah well, soon enough I'll get to go swimming again. Also, we've started working on the weather and seasons system as well as planning out various weather types, ranging everywhere from radioactive rainstorms, snow, and sunny days.

Speaking of sun, AndEditor7 has also improved the lighting system drastically, allowing us to use a much wider variety of colors as well as allowing for proper blending between light sources!

Next up for lighting will be ambient occlusion and shadows.

On my end of things I've been working on updating and polishing textures and block models as well as making more new ones, such as those seen above and below. Along with that I've been adding a variety of new creatures to the game, ranging from darners (aka dragonflies), purple shrimp, crabs, rollerspike crabs, plankton, and giant bloodsucking.... things, to name a few!

Quite a few new tools and weapons have been made as well, although I forgot to update the copper texture before making this display (Sorry, I'll show that and some tweaks to the models in Log #2!). Some ui's have been polished as well, namely the hotbar and the backpack inventories. I'm also working on some new more visually interesting uis for the world generation, namely within the spaceship before the game takes place. Here's two working drafts:

I was working on my garden with my partner L the other day and noticed the dirt in game didn't feel quite right, so after touching plenty of grass irl I decided to recolor the one in ReGrowal a bit:

We've also got a starting space uniform and backpack model now as well, as you might have noticed here and there in the screenshots above. Next up will be implementing them along with the player model. Fun.

And for now, that's everything in Log #1, we look forward to showing you more in Log #2, on 5/24/24. In the meanwhile I've got a mile long to-do list of to complete and about 30+ lore fragments to edit and fix. Until then, everyone! Oh right, P.S. - We'll be setting up a proper website here in the future too. Hopefully some news within the next update log or three. P.P.S. - In Log #2 i'll show ya'll the new skybox elements such as the sun, moons, orbiting spaceship ruins, and the thankfully-not-too-distant black hole. (it's totally fine there just don't think about it too much.)

#pixelart #3d artwork #aseprite #blockbench #game dev blog #pixel art #pixel graphics #game dev stuff #indie dev #indiegamedev #game development #game dev update #indie game #indiedev #game developers #voxelart #voxel game #indie games #regrowal #regrowalthegame #dev update #dev log #dev blog #farming sim #farmcore #farm #farming #farming game #geology #my art

[butcherlarry]

Thank you @januariat for the tag!

shuffle your on repeat playlist and list the first 10 songs, then tag 10 people

I saw this list and started laughing SO HARD. Can you all tell? Can you all tell that I have been playing a lot of BG3???

Raphael's Final Act by Borislav Slavov - Oh my god, when I heard this song during the boss battle, it launched BG3 to the top of my list of favorite video games (which isn't a lot because I have only recently gotten into playing them). And Raphael is such a dramatic little bitch, I love him.

Overcompensate by Twenty One Pilots - I started listening to these guys in college and continue to follow them. They just have fun songs to sing along to, which is an important quality to me.

Turtles All the Way Down by Sturgill Simpson - I think I've mentioned before that I've become obsessed with Sturgill Simpson. I love this song, but I love the bluegrass version better. This is another song that's fun to sing along to.

A LIGHT THAT NEVER COMES - Rick Rubin Reboot by Linkin Park, Rick Rubin - When I was an edgy middle schooler (is that even a thing? Middle school me felt like it) I loved Linkin Park. I had all of their albums at the time, and all of those lyrics memorized. I really like this reboot of this song, it just slaps. Also fun to sing along to.

Surgery of a Hope by Borislav Slavov - Lmao, another BG3 song. I think it has a harpsichord playing in it? Whatever that instrument is, I love the sound it makes. And the lady singing along makes it super eerie. I will most likely be adding this to my Spoopy Halloween playlist.

Overcompensate (edit) by Twenty One Pilots - An edit of the song above. Still fun to listen too :)

A Good Look by Sturgill Simpson - Listen. LISTEN. Do yourself a favor and watch this music video on YouTube. Then watch the music video to Sturgill's song Sing Along. You won't be disappointed.

Saturday in the Park by Chicago - This is probably on here because of my playlist labeled "I'm In Dad's Truck, and the Classic Rock Station is On." I listen to it a lot in the meat lab when I'm working in the cooler with my coworker because we both enjoy this music.

The Legacy of Bhaal by Borislav Slavov - Another BG3 song. I just really like the heaviness and the male voices that sing in it.

Jumpsuit by Twenty One Pilots - Again, if I can sing along to a song, I will listen to it a lot, which I can with this one.

Oh boy, ten people to tag! Let's see if I can do this (and no obligation to participate, only if you want to!) @beachcat0772 @pinesfamfan @violent138 @24hrsoda @haiocyn @davantagedenuit @everythingis---redacted @halehathnofurythnofury @ktkat99 @sunny-in-gotham

and if anyone else sees this and wants to participate, go for it! This was fun!

#thank you for the tag januariat! #tag game

[kameonerd566]

12, 18, 19 and 29 for the music asks <3

omg ty for the ask!! :D

12: A song from your preteen years

This song was so popular when I was in 8th grade. I remember singing it backstage right before we all went on stage for the school musical and sometimes when I hear it now I remember that and cry a little because yeah, we were so young and we had no idea :')

18: A song from the year that you were born

omg there were actually so many bangers it was hard to choose lmao but I'm going to go with this one for the memes

19: A song that makes you think about life

oh god, SO MANY <3 but I'm gonna go with Kitchen Sink because that song just so perfectly expresses how I feel about life

29: A song that you remember from your childhood

there are again too many to choose from but I'm gonna go with this one because every time I hear it it reminds me of the sunny summer days when life was good (and its so fun to sing)

Thank you so much for the asks!! this was lovely :D

#sorry the links are huge I did this on desktop lmao #thanks for the ask!! #<3 #ask meme #ask game #music #gonna go listen to all of these and cry now lol

[barry-j-blupjeans]

16. How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Share one of them?

18. Do you title your fics before, during, or after the writing process? How do you come up with titles?

54. What’s your favorite part about the fanfiction writing process?

(Using anon because I can't send an ask from a side-blog like I want to but this is from @inside-this-writers-brain 👋 )

(fic writer asks located here!! send some in if u want!)

16. How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Share one of them?

mmmh, soooo many. so so many. main one that i haven't actually started yet is just like. i wanna give lucretia a betta fish. i think she deserves it. they could fix each other.

the maaaain arc of that fic would just be self-care via oh-shit-now-this-living-thing-is-dependent-on-me, but in a healthy way! and not the way that lucretia put herself through for fuckin',,, 12 years sldfsdf

18. Do you title your fics before, during, or after the writing process? How do you come up with titles?

Usually after, but sometimes during. Most of my titles are just, "fuck this would be a really good title" moments when I'm connecting plot points and whatnot, like Sunny Side Up! Othertimes, it's really bad jokes that just won't go away no matter how much I try to think of a different title (see: Keep Your Friends Close (And the Lich Who Gives You Cryptic Advice Closer)). n then song lyrics, ofc ofc, like Archaeology Excavation on My Body.

I was very proud of Tedious Familiarity in particular, which just came from "man, i don't wanna call this fic déjà vu, let's look up some similar words". and from the Google Meaning for it, we had tedious familiarity and i was like, ah-ha! that's spooky enough!

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54. What’s your favorite part about the fanfiction writing process?

Making everything connected!!! I've said before that I don't write or enjoy making outlines for fics, so most of what I write is just whatever my brain wants in the moment. And when I finally get to the moment that's just— this is what all that shit from before was about, now you know what's happening, now the character might know what's happening, what it's all for, etc.

it's just really satisfying to get there!! and once i do get there, i can then go back and edit in things that will make that moment hit harder or to help build up to it better!! it's fun! i love writing !!

thank you for the ask!!

#asks #inside-this-writers-brain #ise cube answers #i am speaking #fic writer asks

[nerdsandthelike]

First Lines Meme

Rules: Share the first line of your last ten published works or as many as you are able and see if there are any patterns!

I was tagged by @icannotreadcursive and I wound up doing more than 10, because I think there are some interesting data points outside of my most recent 10!

these inward wars once out of hand (T, Original Work)

Avrin sat on the floor of his cell, waiting.

Poured Out Like Water (T, Jesus Christ Superstar)

Judas never expected to wake up.

The Rumour (G, "The Duel"- Georgette Heyer)

Charlie had not been entirely conscious of the events of the afternoon.

With heart so full I can't explain (T, Leverage)

Things were finally falling into a rhythm with Megan living with them.

A Hell of a Lot of Hope (M, The Old Guard)

Quỳnh was still in shock.

Rubbers and Revolution (T, The Old Guard)

Travis Johnson had his hands more than full as the vice principal of Central High School.

Gender and Sexuality for Immortals: or how not to start fights in gay bars (and other queer spaces) (T, The Old Guard)

Of all the things that Nile had expected to be doing with her new immortality, getting kicked out of a gay bar because three of the world’s four oldest queers had gotten into a fight with a drag queen was not one of them. 

people on the edge of the night (M, Stranger Things)

When Will first hears the slur yelled, he ignores it.

Rust On Their Love (T, Stranger Things)

Robin thinks she won’t be able to sleep that night.

Rust In Their Eyes (T, Stranger Things)

Robin is not an optimist.

Nobody Told Us (Cause Nobody Showed Us) (T, Stranger Things)

Robin would not consider herself an expert in social situations.

Them That Hope in His Mercy (G, Tanakh)

When he had still felt young, David had been taken to the palace at Gibeah to play the lyre for King Saul.

A Lot of Space Between Your Ears (T, Good Omens- book)

It was a sunny June day, nearly a year after the end of the world when Crowley returned to his flat from a leisurely afternoon of sitting outside a café with his feet just slightly too far into the pavement.

Nobody Knows It (T, Stranger Things)

It is just Robin’s luck.

Be Ace, Do Crimes (G, Leverage)

“And then Breanna will come in and flirt with him,” Sophie continued.

Practiced at the Art of Deception (T, Leverage)

“Eliot.”

So there's a lot to learn (and feel deeply called out by) here! Clearly I'm a big fan of starting with the feelings of the PoV character. I'm slightly less likely to do that if I'm intentionally mimicking someone else's style, like in the Good Omens fic, where I was very intentionally trying to sound like the book or the Tanakh fic where I saw trying to sound a little more biblical. But the fact that all of my Heart Attack fics (the first three), start in exactly the same way suggests that a short sentence with the PoV character's name and how they're feeling is a pretty strong default start for me. It's what I did consistently when I didn't have time and wasn't editing much. And only Leverage fics get to start with dialogue, I guess!

I was also really interested to see that "Rust On Their Love" started EXACTLY the same way as the others because that's actually a missing scene. that was never intended to be the first sentence of a fic! So maybe this is something about how I start scenes in addition to how I start entire fics.

But more than the actual sentence structure (which I could obviously mix up sometimes), what's interesting to me is that I so often start fics with my characters somehow vulnerable or unsure. A lot of these start with characters confronting something unexpected or feeling out of their depth in some way. Even the ones that start with dialogue, that dialogue is something that is going to shock or unsettle the main character of the fic. And thinking about it, that makes sense to me! Especially from the PoV character, it's a fun way to get the reader inside their head and make them feel relatable. Narratively, it also gives the character room to grow and that insecurity is often what kicks of the plot. So honestly, I may start making my characters vulnerable at the beginning on purpose. Or if I make a different decision, maybe I'll do it more intentionally. What kind of story and what kind of relationship to the PoV character do you get if they start out from a place of power or confidence? That'd be fun to write!

Anyway, lots to think about! I'd love to see anybody who wants to do this, but especially @when-did-this-become-difficult. If anyone does it, please tag me, this was fascinating and I want to see what other patterns are out there!

#i'm having a social experience! #nerds writes #fic writing

[daegall]

?!#. BEST FRIENDS DO THAT . . . RIGHT?

welcome to sunny (aka user daegall)'s 1k event !

as you all (might) know, I, sunny, have hit 1k followers on my blog ! thank you to every follower, reader, moot, supporter for making this milestone that I didn't think I could achieve come true. I couldn't have done it without you guys, truly.

the theme is : best friends to lovers !

after lots of contemplation, lots of feedback from readers, I've decided to make the theme best friends to lovers since, not only do I love writing, but I love reading this trope too!

since I wanted this event to be for sunflowers to find lots of fics when they want, I first intended the event to be for any trope. But since I have a certain attachment towards this certain trope (and I already made the header HAHA i . i am not good at editing) i thought it should focus on this trope.

I apologize to those who may be disappointed or disagree, but I thought for something that I want to celebrate, I want it to have something I'm attached to :)

and of course, as a huge sunflower and a hyuck enthusiast, this event is dedicated to none other than our ray of sunshine, Haechan !

rules !

if you do intend to participate in this event (which i thank you completely for, it would make me more than happy ^^) please do make the work sfw! i am a minor, and of course am not comfortable with anything nsfw. suggestive is allowed, just not too much hehe

tag me !!! this is probably mandatory in case your work doesn't show up in the tags ^^

if you do want to use the tags, the tag will be #daegall 1k event !! feel free to post as many works as you like, there is minimum/maximum word count, as long as it has haechan, and the bff2l trope (and is sfw), anything is fine ! more on the fluffy side, more angst, crack? as long as the idiots get together, I want it :)

this event will be going on for about a month and a half, starting officially on the 14th of June, 2022, and ending on August 31st, 2022 ^^ hopefully that's enough time for you guys, but if you do post a work after and say that it was originally meant for this event, i will 100% include it (since i've probably done that too HAHA)

have fun!!!!!! go bonkers make haechan and reader do the randomest shit ever, make them go on (not so) platonic dates or get wasted or go swim in the dead of night where they know they are not allowed to (and yet still get caught by a security guard) i will literally love you if you participate just a little bit in this event i swear

#sunny hits 1k! #lee donghyuck #lee donghyuck imagines #nct imagines #nct dream imagines #neoturtles #knet bakery #kflixnet #ficscafe #k-radio! #nct-writers #lee donghyuck scenarios #lee donghyuck fluff #lee donghyuck angst #lee donghyuck x reader #lee donghyuck drabbles #lee donghyuck blurbs #haechan #haechan imagines #nct #nct scenarios #nct fluff #nct angst #nct x reader #nct drabbles #nct blurbs #nct dream #nct dream fluff #nct dream x reader #daegall 1k event