#2020: writing thoughts

[covertdismalness]

idol shouritsu doodles

[poisonousquinzel]

when i totally inevitably get around to actually writing that coffee shop au i brought up in uhhhhhhh 2020(??) this is definitely the kinda Ivy design vibe she'll have <3

[teamcavota]

images that haunt me

[reverie-quotes]

After a disappearance, that's when the fly returns to hover over the painting.

— Adania Shibli, Minor Detail

[kangals]

my hyper-specific complaint about AI is that my boss keeps using chatGPT to generate lists of shit that they want me to work on, and I have to spend a good chunk of my time going through each list and patiently explaining why multiple entires on the list are either A) impossible B) highly impractical and/or C) a huge waste of time. which is, ironically, also a huge waste of my time.

[peonycats]

just took a look at the aph greenland tag on ao3

[eldesperadont]

old 2020 era NJPW Fantasy AU pieces — the setting features a world that’s scared of magic, BC is a cringefail bandit gang, and this loud lanky ex-acrobat they picked up at some point turns out to be a Mage; more in the notes

[lizhly-writes]

... i can't believe it. am i seriously getting dragged back into properly writing orv fic by way of doksoo???

[percivalias]

12 whole years of Holiday Kitties, all in one place!

[lykoiheart]

as someone who played video games for his entire teenage life and never learned how to draw until now because of it, I really can't stand ppl who make up excuses for why they feel the need to use ai to make art. bc I understand them, I too struggled and felt envious of artists to the point where I just gave up on art completely. but I never considered ai to be the answer. never. bc obvious moral and ethical issues aside, it's not even a creatively fulfilling tool. it'll never truly be able to replicate your ideas, only you can do that. with your own hands.

the answer really just comes down to your willingness to try and fail. there is no "I can't draw". are you willing to dedicate an hour to drawing random lines and shapes every day? translate what you see around you onto paper? watch tutorials, read art books, look at references or just draw from imagination? same with writing. are you willing to read for an hour? look at prompt sites and try writing scenes or short stories from them, no matter how childish you sound? are you willing to challenge yourself to study art, writing, music, films, and dissect why they've been written/designed that way? to listen to artist's advice and criticism, and understand that their own processes are not a one-size-fits-all solution? are you ready to create the same things for months straight, feeling like you're stuck in a monotonous cycle, only to look back and realize just how far you've come?

it's not magic, it's not an inborn talent, it's just consistent effort. and anyone can do it. you don't need to know anything to start making art. just make it. as long as there is a desire to do something, you Can do it. as corny as it sounds. but it's true.

there comes a point where it becomes a little pathetic to wallow in your misery about how talentless you are instead of trying. there's no excuse for not trying and it's never too late to pursue what you love. ai art is not your friend, it's the cowards way through and it won't satiate you in the long run.

[pangyham]

been thinking about the liyue gang and how id draw their physical builds so here are some thoughts i had for xy cy and gm in particular

- xingqiu, unsurprisingly, would be quite lanky. i like to think he has broad-ish shoulders, like a thin athlete's build? hes a long boy to me haha, long face, neck, limbs, fingers etc, so naturally hes stands (comparatively) tall at 5'6" or 5'7"

i like to think hes most physically attractive one and has that handsome princely and boyish charm to him because it adds a lot to his fuckass duality LOL

- chongyun is a lot like xiao imo! short stature but with muscular arms. he seems nimble and flexible because of his normal attack animations (which bears a lot of similarities to xiao's actually! this + the fact that chongyun's normal attacks create gusts of wind further reinforces my hc that xiao trains him). sometimes i watch high energy choreography vids on youtube and some dancers look incredibly light on their feet, almost like their body is inherently bouncy? and i imagine chongyun to have that agility to him. chongyun has a delicate face and aura and i let that bleed into my hcs for his fighting style and physical capabilities hahaha. hes kind of like a cat who's deceptively strong. as for height.. just a few inches taller than xiao, so perceptibly short at 5'4"

- ga ming my new beloved. pretty much similar to chongyun but more muscular and stronger just because he wields his claymore with ease. theres a noticeable weight different between cy and his claymore the way he lugs it up after he swings (or even other claymore users like razor who, on his last hit, bounces from impact). meanwhile ga ming literally slams his to the ground LOL. i love his movements though hes very swift and expressive and radiant.. if cy has delicate movements then ga ming's is fierce and (charmingly!) assertive

ga ming is wonderfully charismatic though, i know hes not well known in liyue harbor yet, but he seems like the type to gain a reputation from his friendliness. how could no one adore him hahaha. 5'5" for height! just between xy and xq

[jossambird]

Thinking of a new Swedes fic premise is fking with me because I had loved the premise of my other one (the same premise done over and over again in the Ikea Mafia fandom because it’s such a good one). Now, I’m just sitting here, TRYING to find a new one and all I can hear inside my ear is ‘write the same fic, Ronnie… Start it all over again with a few changes here and there…’

[kodasea]

There's someone I have to kill

[reverie-quotes]

The borders imposed between things here are many. One must pay attention to them, and navigate them, which ultimately protects everyone from perilous consequences. This grants a person a sense of serenity, despite everything else.

— Adania Shibli, Minor Detail

[collectivecloseness]

playing with Kurt's little tits whilst he fucks himself between yours send tweet

Kurt would go absolutely fucking feral being able to tittyfuck you and that’s so true

(Cw: 18+)

He’s slobbered all over your boobs (affectionately <3) beforehand so they’ll be all soft and easy to use for him to slide into. Whimpers as you tell him how hot he looks as he spits onto his cock, rubbing it with his hand.

Thanks you endlessly as you press your boobs together, so his cock can feel all encompassed and warm and safe, so he can see the image of his dick thrusting between your tits that you’re playing with in your hands.

Moaning for him as you play with your tits only makes Kurt groan harder though. Just with what you two are doing alone he’s probably already close. He’s never done something like this before, and here you are, letting him do it, and enjoying him.

He wants to touch your pretty boobies too please, but he’s not the most coordinated guy in the world. Swears as he nearly falls on top of you, nearly crushing your chest with his hips, his soft tummy hovering just over your chin as he manages to catch himself. About to apologise and ask if you’re okay when you press a kiss near his sweet little bellybutton, and Kurt is shivering so hard he nearly collapses on top of you again. He’s silent for a few moments as he pulls back, just reeling in the feeling of what you’ve done, his eyes bright and lips shiny while he looks at you. Kurt really likes that.

He does manage to have one hand be able to adoringly fondle and softly play with your boobs. Just wanting that soft warmth of yours in his hand, his thumb smoothing over it, stroking your chest affectionately, as his palm encaptures you. All while he’s using his other hand to keep him upright, while he keeps fucking himself between your chest.

And when your boobs press against that particular vein as it throbs, all squeezes against him, goddammit. Kurt’s gripping your flesh tenderly as you tell him how big he is, and he speeds up sloppily whenever you praise or compliment him.

Goddamn the heat against your chest feels so good. With how girthy and heavy and even long he is, feeling that slide between your pressed up breasts, having Kurt hover over the top of you where he looks like he’s about to collapse any moment...

It feels fucking incredible. You squish your tits together more, moaning up and looking into your sweet boys face. And Kurt’s lovingly humming your name, his way on checking up on you right now, his hand soft but still needy on your tender boob. His spit from his mouth worshipping all over your boobs a moment ago seems to only heat up with his aching cock sliding between them.

You’re pressing your thighs together just as much as your chest, unable to buck with Kurt sitting on you like this, but watching this was turning you on way enough. Feeling wet and hot not only around your chest, Kurt and you were nearly whining in sync as you watched yourselves.

Kurt’s hot and thick cock on the skin of your chest between your tits, his throbs pulsing through your breasts as you squash them there, Kurt’s hand desperate to hold your chest near your fingers, his drool over your hardened nipples and chest heating up with each needy thrust he gives you. It all feels insane. Kurt’s not the only one who’s stomach is all coiled up desperately.

Kurt’s already pushing the head of his cock up against your lower face. He’s big, and needy, so it really doesn’t take long at all. You hum in delight for Kurt as the head slides past your lips, and he fucking trembles over you at the vibration, even though his left hand is clawing at your boob.

Stick your tongue out while his tip drooling pre is bucking against it, Kurt will cum to the image for the rest of his life. He’s having to hold himself off from busting right there and then, just so he can watch you more. Moaning so fucking loudly as he bounces his tip onto your flat tongue, rubbing his pre there like he’s marking you with it, brushing a pretty painting.

Reaching up to grab his chest only makes Kurt whine out even louder. His hips rutting faster as he fucks his throbbing dick into your chest, while you tell him just how big he is. Kurt only speeds up with every praise and compliment.

Kurt tries to whimper, whine, moan, worship, plea anything out with your name, but he can only make sounds, as his dick thrusts faster and sloppier into your chest, just so enamoured with your touch. You respond by rubbing your hands over his chest too. Feeling Kurt up, sighing in pleasure at the wanton moan he gives over you for this, always so touchstarved even still.

Your hands on his chest make him happy anyway, they always do. But here in this moment, as you do the exact thing to him as he’s doing to you, your hands holding his chest as Kurt grips onto yours, he can’t help but feel so connected with you. All he can think about is how you’re grabbing his chest as the same time he’s got yours, and it drives him fucking feral, and also angelically euphoric. Fuck what you do to him, how good you are with him.

His moans turn into a cry, a single sob that gets you to look up at him with a more inspecting gaze. But you can tell Kurts sob was from bliss. Not just physical bliss, from what you two were doing, but with how blissed out he was from being with you, and how fantastical you were. Moaning more with wrecked pleasure as he tries to stick his dick further, grabbing onto your chest with all he’s got. Your soft flesh peeking between his fingers, white marks of his previous hold ever present.

And smiling after his cry of pleasure, knowing Kurt was good and okay, you wait for his cock to pop up again, and you kiss his tip.

Kurt shudders so hard you’re afraid he’ll crush you. But then his hand stables himself on your chest, and he looks down at you with those shiny brown eyes, his thrusts speeding up as Kurt groans looking to you.

“Open up baby. Open up. I’m so close.” Kurt gasps. He never likes holding himself off if he doesn’t have to.

“Wanna cum on your hot tongue. Gonna spread it all over your mouth baby, please. I’m gonna- fuck...”

You open your mouth up wetly and obediently, wanting to taste Kurt just as much as he wants to blow his load all over your mouth.

And as Kurt watches you with eager and fawning eyes, he swears gratefully as he fucks your chest faster, the dirty sounds spurring him on even more, before Kurt finally starts cumming.

“Oh God, God, God...” Kurt croaks your name out as he starts shooting his cum, his dick slowly moving back and forth over your tongue. The heat is insatiable, and drool piles down your neck as you keep your tongue out, letting him fuck his length over your tongue some more. Keeping your chest pressed together as Kurt moves up, rubbing the underside of his dick covered in cum, up and down your tongue, as he continues busting into your mouth.

“Stay like that... fuck... yes, please.” Kurt whines out loud breathily, as his thrusts slow down, and he gently covers your tongue in his cum as his orgasm turns into a soft dribble. Which then he uses his hand to swipe his tip up and down over the tip of your tongue. The way Kurt shivers above you you’d think he’d cum again, if you couldn’t taste the deficit. Kurt hisses as he grips his cock tight, pressing his slit over the tip of your tongue. Swearing praises at you as you flick your tongue softly over it. Until he’s finally stopped cumming.

Even when he has, and you’re about to swallow, Kurt holds your head gently, but just shoves his cock in your mouth. Moaning your name gratefully, but holding you there for a moment, as you manage to slip your lips shut over his girth, at the quick decision. Kurt basking in the warmth of your mouth over his cock, much like your tits had been before.

But later Kurt pulls back, and now you’re panting with him, as you both just look to each other for a moment, Kurt kneeling over your laid down body. You swirl your tongue around in your mouth, opening your lips up a little so Kurt can see his pretty masterpiece, even sticking your tongue out at him so Kurt can see how he’s painted your tongue white with his cum, and he fucking giggles over the top of you as you show him that, before you noisily swallow.

Kurt cums quite a lot though, so you’re still mouthing around his cum in there, as you lift your neck up a little. Watching your boyfriend more as you continue with his taste.

Kurt’s beaming in post nut glory, sliding his dick over your tits once more, to cover them in his cum as well. Although more aimed all around this time, holding his dick in his fist, trying to spread his cum around them.

You rest your hand on your boyfriends knee, as he’s sat on your chest. But when Kurt looks at you, you can tell he’s not quite done, he’s still thinking of something.

You know what it is when he brings his hand towards your chin, but then sticks two of his fingers in your mouth. You gag only a little, he didn’t push them that deep, Kurt just surprised you. And now it’s clear you licking at his two fingers has become a subconscious action of yours, as that’s what your body immediately does before your brain can think. Kurt pushes his fingers in there for a moment, swirling them around your mouth, and curling them on your tongue.

You hum over them, liking Kurt’s fingers in your mouth, and surprised by the almost dominant turn, but he’s taking them away after only a couple of seconds. When you whine, Kurt beams at you with pride, his heart swelling that he did that just from taking his fingers out of your mouth.

But then you realise what he’s doing as he gets his cum and your drool covered fingers, and he wipes them all over your tits too. His soft cock laying heavy over one of your nipples, as he continues to sit himself down on your chest naked. Just covering your tits with his cum like he had your tongue.

“You look so pretty covered in my cum y/n.” Kurt laughs softly. Looking at you with an eager gaze, biting his lip softly as he beams at you.

You try to sit up, but you can’t with Kurt using your torso as a seat, so you resign yourself to straining your neck, so you can reach up your arm enough to stroke through his smooth brown hair.

“Yeah, maybe you can paint my face next time.” You offer with a soft chuckle. Kurts face so warm under your hand, that he presses to his cheek with your touch, almost greedily the way he snags it up.

But now you can feel Kurt shuffling on top of you, luckily not pressing too much weight as he’s being careful, his balls rubbing up just under your breasts. “Can I do that right now?”

Kurt definitely plans on doing that as he’s already hardening against your tit. But once he’s cleaned your face off a little, as in he’s made his cum your new face cream by rubbing it in, but made sure you can still see, he’s going to be dragging you on top of his chest. So you can both do the same thing, something he loves as a symbol of your relationship, and Kurt can’t wait for you to fuck his chest. He wants you to rub your cunt on his bare chest and splatter it with your cum too. Kurt actually needs you to do so. Oh how he loves you two being so in sync <3

[outlying-hyppocrate]

my first teeth grew in sharp and twisted inward, but they sorted themselves out by my seventh year or so. they ended up putting braces on me nonetheless.