#Noni’s boards

[sorcerousundries]

A relationship with robb stark (moodboard)

[pernillecfcw]

Our goal scorers 🤩💙

[muneca-lemon-steppa]

hi mo! i want to wish you a HUGE congrats on your milestone (: you deserve every single follow and like and reblog! your writing is so, so good and it brings me sm comfort if youre still taking requests, can i pls request alfie + “how long has it been since someone hugged you?”

Oh Noni this was so sweet! You are so so kind. It brings me immense joy that my writing brings you comfort. That is the greatest compliment I could ever receive. I’m sending all my love to you darling, I hope you enjoy this.

Guys this is the last request from our 100 Follower Celebration!!! This was so fun and I am so in love with the community we have built here together!!! I’m currently working on our final installment of Interviews for New Beginnings!!! Anyway I love y’all so much, have an amazing day my loves!! - Mo

100 Follower Celebration: Always

Alfie Solomons x Fem!Reader

Warnings: cursing

“Mr. Solomons. I know you don’t want to hear this… or anything I’ve said the past 10 years I’ve been your physician… but you really need to watch your stress levels sir. It may very well kill you one day.”

Dr. Young had been treating Alfie Solomons exclusively for 10 years. Every stab wound, bullet hole, and influenza season had been watched over diligently by the good doctor. But every month his largest concern was Alfie Solomons’ blood pressure and tension headaches. Unfortunately for Dr. Young… Alfie Solomons was the worst patient he ever had.

Alfie ripped the stethoscope off his burly chest and threw it back at his doctor, “Bah fuck off. Respectfully of course. I’m fine. I’m going to live longer than you mark my words. Stress is good for the body.”

Dr. Young shrugged, there was no use fighting with Alfie. Usually Alfie would see reason and silently beckon and repent right before death came knocking, “If you believe Mr. Solomons. Anyway I want you to keep counting your pulse and recording it. Not that you’ll do it I wager. But I’ll be back same time next week.”

“Yeah, right. See Ollie gives you your fee. And double check with my secretary that your window is still open.”

Dr. Young smiles, “I’ll be sure to let her know that I gave you a task so that she keeps you accountable as well.”

As he walked out, leaning heavily on his wooden cane to offset his heavy medical bag, Alfie hollered after him, “You will do no such thing damn you! Ask her the schedule and nothing else!”

Alfie hears the slight chuckle of his ancient physician behind the closed door. Alfie finally lets out the sigh of relief he had been holding tightly all morning. His head falls into his calloused hands. The slow and rhythmic push and rush of his palms against his eyes and temple soothe the panging and banging in his head. An ache that has been ever present for the past few days. One that hasn’t been aided at all by the lack of water in his day to day.

The past few days have been Alfie’s own personal hell. The Americans’ prohibition on spirits has added another layer of problems to the business. New men had been hired and were not all bright, causing more mistakes than their bodies were worth. Cops were getting greedy, and were needing more to smooth their hands and seal their lips. Usually, a boss would have been able to hand off problems to lower levels. Not Alfie. Never Alfie. Alfie doesn’t get to give jobs to anyone else. No one wants to help Alfie. Alfie is to solve every problem. By himself. If he doesn’t do it, it will not get done. If he doesn’t fix it, everything will fall. But it’s always been like this. Ever since his father passed away, he’s been the man. He’s been the fixer. The protector. The boss. The leader. He alone can do it. He alone does it. He alone. He is alone.

Through the barricade of his stress and rage and sweat and stiff muscles, he hears his door click open, and the soft tap of your feet across the floor boards. Your sweet bell voice tingles his nerves, “Alright Alfie I set up Dr. Young’s appointment next week so you are all settled. This afternoon you have two more meetings. Mr. Yusef and Mr. Edmonds. Also you will need to look over the shipping particulars for the shipment to New York in three we- Alfie are you alright?”

You pause looking at his face. He’s always looked rather scruffy and wild but this was different. His face was gaunt and ashen. His usually ruddy cheeks were pale and covered in a thin sheen of sick sweat. Those bright blue and sparkling eyes looked glossy. If you didn’t know better… they could almost be tears.

You don’t even let him try and explain away his symptoms.

“We’re cancelling the rest of your meetings today. No arguements.”

Screaming. Shouting. Bellowing. The glass in the window panes shake. The wood of the desks bang like the sound of gunshots and canons. “VILE WOMAN YOU TOUCH THAT CALENDAR YOU ARE FIRED DO YOU HEAR ME! YOU BRING YOURSELF BACK HERE NOW!”

You ignore him, calling the other secretaries, having to shout over the bellows and cries of your melodramatic yet beloved boss. The excuse you concocted didn’t matter. You wouldn’t care to remember the story you told. You would deal with it later. What mattered was clearing the calendar to make sure that Alfie could be released from his bindings that he so tightly wound around himself cutting the circulation and breath of peace.

You set the cornflower blue and cream colored tea pot on the little stove in the corner. Gingerly stoking the flame, coaxing warmth and light into a sweet roar. You call for hearty treats from the bakery next door, a good array to settle the spirit of your war laden boss. Soon the tea is ready and the soulful remedies are set. The roaring of the animal in the office has settled into rumbles. It was safe to enter.

Upon entering Alfie is again shouting, “You’ve got a lot of fucking nerve treacle. I am your boss. I am your superior officer. I pay your paycheck. And you have the absolute fucking audacity to…”

You let the hot words wash over you like a summer storm. You place your tools of healing on Alfie’s desk, swiftly and quietly. You take your spot in your chair across from him, grabbing his worry worn wooden pipe and filling it with his tobacco. Like a dance you’ve done a thousand times, he gingerly takes that pipe from you as he’s still yelling and scolding, pausing briefly to light it and suck in that air like it’s his last meal.

You smile as he blusters on like a thunder cloud. There was no true threat. You would never really be fired. Even if he was cross with you. There was a certain comfort in the noise. Like the storm cloud the noise signified that there was still life and that a calm would soon follow. But there was still the tightness in his shoulders. There was still that look you saw before he started to storm and blow. In a feat of courage you cocked your head to the side, “When was the last time someone hugged you?”

Immediate silence.

“What. What the fuck did you just ask me?”

“When’s the last time someone hugged you? You look like you need one sir.”

His index finger might as well have been a loaded pistol the way he pointed at you, “Men do not hug. I have never been hugged nor will I ever hug do you hear me? Hugged?! It’s even a ridiculous word. I mean… hugged?! No! I don’t want one I don’t need one that is completely and utterly ridiculous!”

You smile, knowing that he would say something like that. As if approaching a wild dog you put your hand out, offering yourself to him. Offering your vulnerability to him. Alfie stared down as thought it held an invisible gun, unsure what it was you held. Carefully and out of practice, he slowly slipped his hand in yours. Cool and smooth fingertips against is hot rough hands. Your hands so easily slips around his, finally finding its home. To Alfie’s absolute shock, he watches as your perfect thumb runs patterns and circles around his scarred knuckles and ornate rings. He watches the way your lashes flutter and soft smile blooms on your face. In a gentle caress to his ears you say, “You know you don’t have to keep it all inside. You can ask for help.”

He scoffs and rolls his eyes. But doesn’t move his hand away, “I don’t need help.”

You laugh, and he feels his heart skip, “Oh I’m sure you don’t. I’m sure you could run this entire thing by yourself.”

“I could.”

“I know.”

Alfie hums, satisfied that he’s won enough. You sit in silence, the muffled sounds of the distillery and street below being the only signs that you’re still on Earth. Alfie never moved his hand, never responding to your ministrations beyond a gentle squeeze.

“Thank you… for… being here.” Alfie finally breaks the silence. He can’t help the blush that rises to his ears and cheeks. He can’t look away from the smile on your perfect lips.

You nod at him, squeezing his hand and shaking it. “Always.”

[highways-are-liminal-spaces]

"88 is a dog whistle". Sure, it is. And I don't have synesthesia, so when I first read "88 is a holy number" on my dash, I felt a brief 'oh shit who is this?' clicked on a few names, and then just enjoyed the comments of people talking about what color it was and thought nothing of it until that other ask. Dear lord. It's good to monitor your spaces but if it's not actually related you aren't obligated to tell people random shit, nony....

thank you anon! i've said this before, but the reason dogwhistles thrive is because they are intentionally used in a way that ends up making well-meaning people look dumb for calling normal things out as nazi symbolism, such that then alt righters can point and laugh and the meaning is further muddied. this was how the ok gesture discourse happened, and that was exactly the way the chan boards planned for it to happen.

as such, i truly believe it is important to not let this kind of thing work and, therefore, it is important to only call out actual dog whistles rather than any person who uses symbols/phrases/gestures that have been co-opted.

[book--brackets]

The Hollow Kingdom Trilogy by Clare B. Dunkle (2003-2005)

For thousands of years, young women have been vanishing from Hallow Hill, never to be seen again. Now Kate and Emily have moved there with no idea of the land's dreadful heritage--until Marak decides to tell them himself. Marak is a powerful magician who claims to be the goblin king, and he has very specific plans for the two new girls who have trespassed into his kingdom . . .

Healer and Seer by Victoria Henley (2000-2004)

Legend states that there exists a mighty sword that makes its possessor invincible to his enemies. But there is a curse on anyone who lifts the sword for conquest. King Kareed of Archeld goes after this sword anyway, winning it from the King of Bellandra. When he returns home from battle, he brings his daughter, Princess Torina, two special gifts. One is a unique crystal, in which she can view visions of the future. The other gift is the defeated king’s son Landen, who is to be her slave. Torina immediately releases Landen, who becomes a member of the King’s army and her close friend.

But trouble is lurking in the kingdom of Archeld and people are accusing Landen of plotting against the King. Torina refuses to believe he would hurt her family. Then Torina begins seeing deadly visions in her crystal. Can she save her father’s life and the future of her kingdom?

Fire and Hemlock by Diana Wynne Jones (1985)

Polly has two sets of memories...

One is normal: school, home, friends. The other, stranger memories begin nine years ago, when she was ten and gate-crashed an odd funeral in the mansion near her grandmother's house. Polly's just beginning to recall the sometimes marvelous, sometimes frightening adventures she embarked on with Tom Lynn after that. And then she did something terrible, and everything changed.

But what did she do? Why can't she remember? Polly must uncover the secret, or her true love — and perhaps Polly herself — will be lost.

The Medoran Chronicles by Lynette Noni (2015-2019)

Dreading her first day at a new school, Alex is stunned when she walks through a doorway and finds herself stranded in Medora, a fantasy world full of impossibilities. Desperate to return home, she learns that only a man named Professor Marselle can help her... but he's missing.

While waiting for him to reappear, Alex attends Akarnae Academy, Medora's boarding school for teenagers with extraordinary gifts. She soon starts to enjoy her bizarre new world and the friends who embrace her as one of their own, but strange things are happening at Akarnae, and Alex can't ignore her fear that something unexpected... something sinister... is looming.

An unwilling pawn in a deadly game, Alex's shoulders bear the crushing weight of an entire race's survival. Only she can save the Medorans, but what if doing so prevents her from ever returning home?

The Girl With Silver Eyes by Willo Davis Roberts (1980)

Everyone knows that Katie is different. The first thing people notice about her are her shiny silver eyes, but even they are not her most unique feature. If they paid a bit more attention, they might see that, as well as being very clever, she attracts strange activity. She can move her glasses back up her nose without touching them and freak weather seems to follow her around. However, when Katie moves to a new neighbourhood, she begins to realise that she might not be the only one who has the ability to do unbelievable things. Join Katie as she struggles to learn more about her place in two very different worlds. A magical story about a magical girl, with powers almost as sharp as her sensational silver eyes.

The Song of Albion by Stephen R. Lawhead (1991-1991)

From the dreaming spires of Oxford, Lewis Gillies drives north to seek a mythical creature in a misty glen in Scotland. Expecting little more than a weekend diversion, Lewis finds himself in a mystical place where two worlds meet, in the time-between-times--and in the heart of a battle between good and evil. The ancient Celts admitted no separation between this world and the Otherworld: the two were delicately interwoven, each dependent on the other. The Paradise War crosses the thin places between this world and that, as Lewis Gillies comes face-to-face with an ancient mystery--and a cosmic catastrophe in the making.

The World of Riverside by Ellen Kushner (1987-2002)

On the treacherous streets of Riverside, a man lives and dies by the sword. Even the nobles on the Hill turn to duels to settle their disputes. Within this elite, dangerous world, Richard St. Vier is the undisputed master, as skilled as he is ruthless—until a death by the sword is met with outrage instead of awe, and the city discovers that the line between hero and villain can be altered in the blink of an eye.

The Tarot Sequence by K. D. Edwards (2018-present)

Rune Saint John, last child of the fallen Sun Court, is hired to search for Lady Judgment's missing son, Addam, on New Atlantis, the island city where the Atlanteans moved after ordinary humans destroyed their original home.

With his companion and bodyguard, Brand, he questions Addam's relatives and business contacts through the highest ranks of the nobles of New Atlantis. But as they investigate, they uncover more than a missing man: a legendary creature connected to the secret of the massacre of Rune's Court.

In looking for Addam, can Rune find the truth behind his family's death and the torments of his past?

Bardic Voices by Mercedes Lackey (1992-1997)

With the proper schooling young Rune would be one of the greatest bards her world has ever seen. Even if only she knows it. Unfortunately, the daughter of a tavern wench at the Hungry Bear, no matter how talented, doesn't get much in the way of formal training. What she does get is frustrated. 

One night, to back up a brag she probably wouldn't have made if she weren't so mad, she went up to play her fiddle for the Ghost of Skull Hill. Everyone knows that no one who has ever gone up Skull Hill has come down again. Not alive, anyway. 

But when the ghost appears Rune Strikes a bargain: if the ghost tires of her playing before morning her life is his; if he is still listening when the sun glints over yonder hill she will have earned both life and a sack of silver. Let the music begin...

The Squire's Tales by Gerald Morris (1998-2010)

Life for the young orphan Terence has been peaceful, living with Trevisant, the old Hermit in a quiet, isolated wood.

That is, until the day a strange green sprite leads him to Gawain, King Arthur's nephew, who is on his way to Camelot hoping to be knighted. Trevisant can see the future and knows that Terence must leave to serve as Gawain's squire. From that moment on, Terence's life is filled with heart-stopping adventure as he helps damsels-in-distress, fights battles with devious men, and protects King Arthur from his many enemies.

Along the way, Terence is amazed at his skills and new-found magical abilities. Were these a gift from his unknown parents? As Gawain continues his quest for knighthood, Terence searches for answers to the riddles in his own past.

[wings-of-ink]

Can I please have more info about papa and daddy!? There so lovely😭

Like a reference sheet to go for there looks cause I need to see them drawn🫠

Hey Nony! I can help with that a bit.

Most of the info about MC's parents should be located with the tag "#gc if parents." The downside is that they aren't exactly organized. The pinned post has a basic description as well for each.

I would also recommend their Pinterest boards to you!

One for Da (Kip). And one for Papa (Dov). There you can see a bit of the esthetic. About the best I can do for you until I can get some official art commissioned. Each board has a close-up photo of an eye which is an example of their skin and eye colors. If you find other pins featuring people, it's generally for something like hair color/style or just an overall "look." There are some pins for clothing and professions as well.

See if these help sate your need, and if you would like any other specifics or have more questions, drop me another Ask. ^_^

Here's a couple asks that you might like to jump to for funsies:

https://www.tumblr.com/wings-of-ink/744979884913360896/do-you-have-any-non-spoilery-facts-you-can-share?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/wings-of-ink/745398907168751616/if-we-had-to-base-the-ros-and-dads-off-of?source=share

[ymaohoh]

Headcanons about chrissy and dustin relationship?

Oo. Another excellent prompt! Thanks 'nony.

I've seen some great fics linking these two and think it could be a really cute relationship honestly.

Dustin has a crush on Chrissy at first (who doesn't though, honestly?) so he blushes a lot and gets tongue-tied.

None of the younger kids really hang around with cheerleaders and it takes some time to trust that Chrissy wants to sit with them. Dustin though? Nah. He's 100% on board with Chrissy Cunningham invading their lives and welcomes her with open arms. He even saves her a seat next to him at the lunchtable.

When she asks him about D&D and his character, man, he gets INTO IT. He sits with Chrissy for a full two hours going into detail about different races, classes, lore. He kind of expects her to laugh at him, but Chrissy really loves his enthusiasm. He even offers to help her make her own build (but Eddie's already got this covered).

Chrissy loves the way Eddie protects Dustin, and the way he looks up to Eddie. It makes her fall for Eddie all the more (she also loves the competition between him and Steve - what neither of them know is Chrissy soon becomes Dustin's OG babysitter)

She finds herself keeping an eye out for him at school and when she hears one of the jocks making fun of his D&D book? Well, she stands up for him. She laughs when Dustin flings his arm around her shoulder after and lets them swagger away (Eddie watches and snorts into his shoulder).

(when she finds Dustin upset when one of the bullies tears up his character sheet, she hugs him so hard and tells him he's the best and to never change).

Chrissy gets the cold shoulder from her so-called friends when she starts picking Hellfire more and more and this really gets her down. If Eddie isn't around to cheer her up, then Dustin steps up to the plate and does his best to make her smile and laugh (Chrissy kisses his cheek the first time he does this and Eddie later pulls him into a giant hug).

Chrissy meets Suzie and yeah, she's hella' smart and cool. Chrissy reminds Dustin about buying candy, opening doors, reminding him to get a Valentines Day card. She even tried combing his hair. She tries really hard not to be overbearing but she's a cheerleader for a reason, right?

He sort of reminds her of her own brother - or rather, what her brother could be like if free from her parents influence. Dustin is really playful with her and not afraid of breaking her (like others sometimes do). He treats her like one of the gang.

Dustin picks up on Eddie's feelings pretty quickly and is the one to point out his 'soft eyes' whenever Chrissy is around. He also notices how Chrissy gets all pink and fluttery when Eddie looks her way. He's a Hellcheer #1 fan.

(though it's seriously not fair he never gets to pick the music in Eddie's van but he lets Chrissy pick whatever she wants - Chrissy also gets to ride shotgun)

He notices she doesn't eat much but doesn't really get the why (that's not his place) - but he always offers her his spare snacks and jelly sandwich. Sometimes she accepts and says 'thanks' really quietly. Chrissy starts bringing snacks to Hellfire Club and this is all good in Dustin's book.

He introduces her to Star Wars and she starts calling him 'R2' because yeah, he's the most useful person to have around and (usually) saves the day. Dustin fucking beams when she does this. They start having little inside jokes. He calls her Daphne from Scooby Doo - but only jokingly - he knows she's no damsel anymore.

During the battle with Vecna? He watches Chrissy's back although he pretends not to. She's comforted by him at her side and they are a good team. He knows how important Chrissy is to Eddie (and to him) and doesn't want her to get hurt.

[bullet-prooflove]

TornApart!Series Part Four: Real Talk - Jubal Valentine x Reader (feat: Stuart Scola)

Tagging: @darqchilddaydreamz @crazy4chickennuggets @kmc1989 @oureternalbond @trublu2u @greenies-green @proceduralpassion @burningpeachpuppy @evee87 @delightfulheroshoeflap @iworldlywriter @helsinkibaby  @penguin876 @justamadgirlinabox @a-noni-love @brownskinbaby22

Torn!Apart Series:

Part One: Nothing To Tell - Rina forces Jubal to make a choice.

Part Two: Pause - Jubal breaks your heart.

Part Three: One Sip - Jubal knows all it takes is one sip.

Scola hasn’t been home; Jubal knows that because he’s still wearing the same suit that he was yesterday and there are bags under his eyes. The other man moves stiffly as he flicks on the kettle and waits for it to boil. If Jubal were to guess he’d say the other man had spent the night at your place. He can tell because the scent of lavender and sandalwood from the shower oil you use, clings to Scola’s skin.

“The two of us should talk.” Scola says removing Jubal’s mug from the draining board and setting it down alongside his. He uses a French press and beans that cost over thirty dollars a bag to make the two of them coffee.

“You were with her last night.” Jubal states, his hands wrapping around the mug.

“I stayed over.” Scola informs him taking a sip from his cup. “I took the couch like a gentleman and took a shower this morning. This thing between the two of you, it has her all messed up.”

Jubal bows his head, staring into the depths of the coffee.

“Yea, she’s not the only one.” Jubal says, his thumb chasing up along the side of his mug.

“She says it’s because of Rina.” Scola tells him, ducking his head so he can meet Jubal’s gaze. “That you still have feelings for her? I have seen you when that woman walks into the JOC, and you look like you would rather face a firing squad.”

“That would be true…” Jubal admits.

“So…” Scola implores.

Jubal sighs because this weight he’s been carrying, it’s too fucking much. He’s tried, he really has but the truth is he’s drowning. It feels like he’s stranded in the middle of the ocean, wave after wave washing over his head.

“Rina, she’s…” He purses his lips together grimly before he meets Scola’s gaze. “She threatened to send Stefani back to Undercover Operations if I didn’t break it off.”

For the first time in Scola’s life, he’s speechless, his eyebrows furrow into a frown as he considers the implications. If that happens, it would be catastrophic. He remembers how closed off you were when the two of you had met. The time it had taken to build trust. He knows about all the shitty things that happened to you whilst you were under, how they affected you.

“I couldn’t let that happen.” Jubal says quietly. “After everything she went through…”

Silence falls between them as they consider your secrets, the ones you’ve disclosed to each of them. They both love you in their own ways. Both will do whatever it takes to make sure your protected.

“We need a plan.” Scola says, clasping his hands together. “There’s nothing stopping her from putting through the transfer the next time you do something to piss her off.”

“I don’t know what to do.” Jubal tells him, rubbing his hands over his face. “I’ve been going over it in my head, and I can’t see a way out of this.”

“We need to bring in Isobel and the others.” Scola says.

“I don’t think…”

“Jubal, the reason this is eating you up inside is because you’ve been trying to deal with it alone.” Scola tells him forcefully. “Lean on us, lean on the team, it’s what we’re here for.”

“And Stefani?” Jubal says, his palm rubbing across his goatee. “What do I do about her?”

“Tell her the truth.” Scola recommends. “Right now, she thinks you’re in love with someone else and it’s killing her.”

“Yea.” Jubal says, pulling out his phone as it chirps to life. “Yea, I’ll reach out.”

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[seiwas]

hi sel! i was wondering if you had any tips or tricks or advice for making fic banners and dividers? yours are always so cohesive! ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

hi nonie! omg i'm so flattered you asked me this 🥺 i’m happy you like them!! admittedly, i am a bit particular about the aesthetics of my fics, but don't really expect anyone to notice 😭

i am by no means a designer! but i'll share a few of the things that have worked for me 🥺 under the cut will be what i do for sizing, editing, and inspo!

SIZING (w x h dimensions, 300 dpi)

› banners: 1280 x 320 for my thicker banners. 1280 x 249 for my thinner ones. i've been preferring the thicker ones lately just because i prefer how it looks on the post compared to my thinner ones (more balanced and stuff!)

› dividers: 1280 x any size you want or 500 x 5. i have both jpg (thinner) and png (thicker) versions for my dividers, mainly because my jpg ones stopped working after a while* 😭 i use the png ones more now because the actual image itself is also bigger in height; there are transparent spaces above the bar itself that allow more control over the space your divider will have between text (please let me know if this is confusing! i'm not sure if i'm explaining it well).

*tumblr can be really selective with the media it allows on the feed and tags, and for some reason, some dividers have been causing that problem 😭 i still haven't figured out what characteristics/factors exactly cause it, but i suspect it might be a combination of size + colours. i usually have to do test posts to make sure it appears!

i'm attaching some screenshots below for reference!

EDITING

› software: photoshop, figma. though i know there are others you can use (e.g., photopea, canva, picsart, etc.)! i just use these because i'm more accustomed to them 🥹

› process:

find a manga panel i like and clean it up (background removers can usually do the trick)

find colours i like and use it as the base for the background

*if using photoshop/figma/photopea: set the manga panel layer as 'multiply'

add the text

*for dividers: i usually just grab from the background of the banner (either i crop a portion of it or colour a long, thin rectangle the same colour)

attaching what my editing board looks like on figma! (i could be more organised but i usually do these things in such a rush i could never be bothered 😭)

› things i consider

for general fic banners: i like to keep a consistent format, which is: character panel + name + identifiable colour because they're the details that i'd like to inform people of first when they stumble upon my post! (some people will put fic titles too, which i don't do bc i can't be bothered to mess with the spacing 😭)

*keeping a consistent format also makes it easier to duplicate elements of your banners into other banners you'll be making! ex. if i'm writing 2 different gojo fics and decide to change what manga panel to use, at least i can always duplicate certain elements (i.e., name text) and find colours along a similar saturation/hue! it makes things a lot quicker and easier.

for event fic banners: i usually pattern it after the event banner itself! so for example, the fics under my 'how to be your loverboy' collab share similar elements (i.e., the wavy edge) to the main event banner. sometimes i use the same colours too (i.e., in's and out's event).

*on dividers not showing up on the dash: i notice it a lot more with light-coloured banners (some neutrals) and super thin ones. to find a way around this, i either change the colour and/or the size OR i'll find a photo that shares the colours i want and crop it to the size that i want (for some reason, it works this way 😭)

INSPO

i usually browse through pinterest for inspo on digital design stuff! i learned a bit of UX/UI so there's also a part of me that's influenced by its trends.

lately, i've been really into gradients! because it's a fun and easy way to make things look clean but not boring, and i think it can evoke the ~vibe of the fic based off the colours you end up choosing!

when i can't think of anything and want to come up with the banner quickly, i'll usually choose a photo/aesthetic i associate with the fic and blur the image until all you see are kind of blobs of colours. they're similar to gradients but have more shapes and require less of your brain power 😭 (i.e., by your passenger seat, and there's something...)

... and that's it!

sorry for this really lengthy post, i hope it's helpful nonie 🥹 let me know if you have any other questions/if anything is unclear!

[utapri-translations-uuuu]

Ikkiuchi - Lyrics + Translation (一騎打ち)

English title: One-on-one combat / Duel

Translator's notes can be found at the end and are marked with an asterisk.

Please do not repost/retranslate without permission.

Kanji:

【Re】 ヨーホー！　ヨーホー！

誰もが恐れおののく　俺は海賊

このフックが調理してやろう

コックのように　フルコース

味わわせてみせよう　華麗な技を

【Ce】 イーハー！　イーハー！

誰よりも誇り高き　ボクは戦士

このタイガー・リリーが戦いの喜びを教えてあげる

戦場を制するルーラー(支配者)

戦いのルールはボクさ

【Re】 笑わせるな

お前はルーザー　俺はクローザー

お前の命を終わらせる者

【Ce】 生きるか死ぬか　覚悟はできたか？

命が短いのはどちらの方？

【Re】 生意気な若造　世間を知らない

口先ばかりで　恐怖も知らない

【Ce】 何を生き急ぐ？　驕り高ぶる大人よ

どうせ死にゆく定めなのに

【Re】 死なない人間などいない

時は誰しも平等で残酷なのさ

【Ce】 だからこそ譲れない

この身を賭した一撃は

【Re】 「やるな……」

【Ce】 「そちらこそ！」

【Re】 「さぁ、決着をつけよう！」

【Ce】 「望むところだ！」

【Re】 知らないがゆえに　壇上を舞う強さ

【Ce】 知っているゆえの　盤上の駆け引き

【Re・Ce】 讃えよ

重ね合う剣

【Re】花を散らして

【Ce】花を散らして

【Re・Ce】 海の藻屑となるがいい

Rōmaji:

【Re】 Yōhō! Yōhō!

Daremo ga osore ononoku ore wa kaizoku

Kono fukku ga chōri shite yarou

Kokku no yō ni furukōsu

Ajiwawa sete miseyou karei na waza o

【Ce】 Īhā! Īhā!

Dare yori mo hokori takaki boku wa senshi

Kono Taigā Rirī ga tatakai no yorokobi o oshieteageru

Senjō o seisuru rūrā

Tatakai no rūru wa boku sa

【Re】 Warawaseru na

Omae wa rūzā ore wa kurōzā

Omae no inochi o owaraseru mono

【Ce】 Ikiru ka shinu ka kakugo wa dekita ka?

Inochi ga mijikai no wa dochira no hou?

【Re】 Namaiki na wakazō seken o shiranai

Kuchisaki bakari de kyōfu mo shiranai

【Ce】 Nani o iki isogu? Ogori takaburu otona yo

Dōse shini yuku sadame na noni

【Re】 Shinanai ningen nado inai

Toki wa dare shimo byōdō de zankoku na no sa

【Ce】 Dakara koso yuzurenai

Kono mi o toshita ichigeki wa

【Re】 “Yaru na……”

【Ce】 “Sochira koso!”

【Re】 “Sā, ketchaku o tsukeyou!”

【Ce】 “Nozomu tokoro da!”

【Re】 Shiranai ga yue ni danjō o mau tsuyo-sa

【Ce】 Shitte iru yue no banjō no kakehiki

【Re・Ce】 Tataeyo kasaneau tsurugi

【Re】 Hana o chirashite

【Ce】 Hana o chirashite

【Re・Ce】 Umi no mokuzutonaru ga ī

Translation:

【Re】 Yo-ho! Yo-ho!　

I am a pirate that makes everyone shake from fear

With this hook of mine, I’ll cook

A full course like a chef

I’ll give you a taste of my brilliant technique

【Ce】 Yee-ha! Yee-ha!

I am a warrior, prouder than anyone else

This Tiger Lily will teach you the joys of battle

I am the ruler who controls the battlefield,

The one who makes the rules of the battle is me

【Re】 Don’t make me laugh

You’re the loser, I am the closer*

Who will end your life

【Ce】 Are you ready to live or die?

Which of us shall have the shorter life?

【Re】 You’re an impertinent young lad, ignorant of the ways of the world

You’re all talk and no bite, and you don’t know terror

【Ce】 What’s the hurry? You’re an arrogant adult

Even though you’re doomed to die anyway

【Re】 There’s no such thing as a human who will never die

Time is equal and cruel to all

【Ce】 That’s why I won’t give up

The single blow I’m risking my life for

【Re】 “Not bad…”

【Ce】 “I could say the same.”

【Re】 “Now, let’s settle this!”

【Ce】 “That’s what I want!”

【Re】 The strength to dance on the stage because of ignorance

【Ce】 The ability to use tactics on the board because you know them

【Re・Ce】 Praise be

To the overlapping swords

【Re】 Let us fight fiercely

【Ce】 Let us fight fiercely

【Re・Ce】 Until one of us dies at sea

Translator's notes:

(クローザー) Closer- “In baseball, a closing pitcher, more frequently referred to as a closer, is a relief pitcher who specializes in getting the final outs in a close game when his team is leading.” [Wikipedia]

[cecilyv]

I’m asking you and your co-author this. I’m obsessed with your Buck/Tommy series. It’s one of the most well thought out and consistent pieces of fiction I’ve read in a while. I love your characterization of Tommy, and while we don’t know for sure yet that it will match how they move forward with the character in canon, it reads so true to what we’ve been given so far.

(Side note: I find that characters like Tommy are where fandom THRIVES because fanfic is inherently speculative so a character with bits of established history but with a lot unknown allows for rampant speculation from authors and fans. Like we have enough to have a blueprint for characterization but otherwise there is an immense amount of freedom for fandom to do whatever they want without it feeling “out of character” yet. I think it’s one of the many reasons Buck/Tommy became so popular so quickly. Their story is a blank slate.)

Y’all have built a relationship in that verse that is so real, and part of that is moments of tension that naturally happen between to grown people who are different. So you’ve shown us multiple times where Tommy is somewhat avoidant when he feels in a mood (when he goes to the gym in the 2nd fic, or when he gets snippy and buck leaves for the book store in fic 4, etc) and each time Buck has sort of been left to “read the room” so to speak and they’ve worked it out in a super realistic way.

I guess I wonder if you think that’s an aspect of their relationship they’ll eventually discuss head on or if it’s just something about each other they learn to live with. I can see it going both ways, it wouldn’t be unfair of Buck to snap at Tommy if it continues to happen and ask that Tommy just tell him when he needs space instead of getting snippy. But I also think it’s something he could just eventually know what to look for and give him that space w/o any conflict or being asked. Alternatively I don’t think it would be unfair of Tommy to outright say that he needs space sometimes and be irritated if that’s not given, but I also can see him just figuring out what he needs to do for himself in those times and figure out a way to avoid being snippy until he can get some space naturally (you already showed he does a decent job at that in fic 4 obviously)

Anyway as a chronic introvert and someone who requires a lot of alone time to feel centered and good I found those moments particularly interesting and would love to hear any thoughts to have on that point of friction between these two. Or any thoughts on them at all. I think I could read about your version of these characters for days and not get board lol.

Thanks!

Hey Nony! 

Thank you so much for the kind words. We really appreciate it and love our versions of Buck & Tommy from What Binds, too. 

Now for your question: 

@liminalmemories21 : It's an interesting question. I mean, I think to a certain extent they just learn to read each other better -- Buck figures out that Tommy leaving isn't 'leaving,' it's walking away to get space.  Tommy maybe learns when Buck is going to feel insecure and says "I'll be back in an hour," or "I have my phone, text me if you need me" -- just something that says he's coming back, and that he just needs a minute.

Cecily: I think it’s a lot of Buck realizing that Tommy's not leaving and he’s not mad; that’s not even really about him. Tommy can’t really voice what’s happening, say what he needs, but he does learn to say, “I’m going to the garage” or “heading to the gym” as he walks out of the room. Buck also starts to naturally give him space, like if they’ve both been home on the same 48, he tells Tommy he’s taking Dug for coffee or just disappears himself into the living room, headphones on while he boots up a game and Chris is on the other side. 

@liminalmemories21: Yeah, basically. Also, I think the longer Buck has Tommy, the more Tommy stays, the more sure he is that he'll recognize a big fight vs a little fight.  And that just takes time.  It's not something you can learn overnight, or believe down in your bones just because someone says so.

So there you go! And a sneak peek into how we hash out arguments between them on the back end. 

Thanks for the question! 

[sorcerousundries]

A relationship with Jon snow (mood board)

[digitalagepulao]

I love your art so much! You have no idea how happy it makes me seeing it on my board. Thank you so much for sharing it! Keep it up! <3

WAAAAH THANK YOU SM NONIE <33 i really appreciate that!!

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[okwonyo]

oh for that anon worried about the parents finding out i have some advice!

for tumblr it'll be best to use it from the web and not have it installed as an app, this way they won't find it since you'll use it by logging in each time and can also delete your web history.

for pics, also the same thing, using pinterest from the web by logging in each time and saving pins in a board and only downloading them when needed and deleting later as jiji said.

for storing written works as jiji said you can use tumblr drafts but sometimes tumblr glitches and deletes it or doesn't save progress so you can use this app called miuu notes(android) it has a pin lock and you can use a google account for logging in and storing the back up and then deleting it when the parents look through the phone.

thank you, ninie >< ♡ luckily you are there and i didn’t respond to nonie’s other ask yet !

[kowloonhq]

Oi, mods! Queria muito aplicar pra vocês e encontrei uma FC lindona no RED só que eu não sei usar esse app... ;A; SERÁ QUE ALGUÉM TEM UM TUTORIAL OU ALGO ASSIM?

oi nony! vamos lá.

você chegou a conseguir criar a sua conta e entrar no aplicativo? se sim, a parte mais chatinha já foi. o RED funciona baseado em algoritmo de postagens que você abre/curte, então sua timeline fica cheia de pessoas aleatórias de "estilos" parecidos conforme você entra nos perfis que te interessam. muito parecido com nosso querido instagram. outro ponto importante é que o RED é totalmente mobile, se você tentar abrir um perfil pelo navegador do computador ele não te mostra o feed inteiro!

aqui embaixo vou deixar alguns prints para tentar te guiar no mini tutorial, então se liga no read more.

quando você abrir o aplicativo vai dar de cara com isso aqui:

essa é a sua timeline! como você pode ver, ele tá me mostrando algumas pessoas aleatórias que eu não necessariamente sigo baseado no que eu checo.

agora digamos que você encontrou uma pessoa com fotos que te interessaram pelo feed, quando você clicar na foto vai abrir isso aqui:

ali no canto o botão vermelho é o botão de follow, ou seja, você começa a seguir a pessoa se clicar ali. você vê que embaixo temos uma função de "coração" e outra de "estrela". vou te contar como elas funcionam:

esse aqui é o seu perfil! você pode ver todas as pessoas que você segue aqui. e percebe que tem uma parte de "likes" e outra de "collects"? pois bem, isso é o coração e a estrela. o coração são seus likes normais como em qualquer rede social e a estrela seria algo como o "tweets salvos" do twitter! você pode até mesmo dividir em pastas as coisas que você salva como ilustrado aqui:

"boards" são as suas pastas, eu criei uma pro gato gordo pra ilustrar e coloquei esse nome. daí eu salvei a foto dele clicando na estrela e direcionei pra essa pasta!

para salvar a imagem que você quer, basta segurar seu dedo alguns segundos em cima da foto e vai aparecer a opção "save". as imagens vem com marca d'água no canto e isso é normal!

enfim, acho que é basicamente isso. é bem simples e intuitivo e realmente lembra as funções do instagram. agora se precisar de uma ajuda mais direta com algo, chama a gente na dm daqui ou do twitter e vamos te guiando.