#all of that taking into account that i only do sketches... slow...

[solarsa1nt]

𐚁֙࿐ I SEE YOU

gojo satoru x fem!reader

Tags — fluff , teenager gojo , cursed spirit gojo , he’s either a cursed spirit or a ghost but it’s up to you , forehead kisses :3

Notes — this is inspired off of a manga called “i see you aizawa-san”! it’s a really cute gl and i recommend it if you enjoy this, it’s available to read on mangadex!

"Just the other day, Gojo Satoru left us all. I know he may have not been able to join us at school often, but nevertheless, he was every bit a student of this class. So please remember him as..." The teacher continues droning on and on but the rest of her words were lost on Y/N, whose mind was occupied with other things.

Like the ghost of said boy that 'left them all'.

Y/N sweatdrops as she watches through her eyelashes as the familiar face of Gojo Satoru reaches his hand up and pokes the teachers face over and over again, the action having no affect on the woman.

Though as crystal blue eyes shift towards the group of students, Y/N subtly moves her gaze downwards again, continuing to sketch the half-finished drawing of her cat.

The pencil scratching against the paper was silent, drowned out by the sound of passing cars along with her teachers seemingly endless speech.

Y/N does her best to remain undisturbed as footsteps circle around the classroom, the sound falling deaf on everyone's ears but hers.

Eventually, the steps slow to a halt dangerously close to her, doing her best to not tense as a familiar head tilts down into view in the corner of her eye, white and blue taking up the corner of her vision.

Unreadable blue eyes peer at her silently, Y/N doing her best not to tense as Satoru walks around to kneel infront of the desk, crossing his arms atop it as he looks up at her, resting his head against his arms with a playful smile dancing on his lips.

There was something giddy to his smile— as though he was finally granted permission to do something he'd been longing to.

Does he know? There's no way. Y/N thinks anxiously, doing her best to ignore the intense stare drilling holes into her head.

But why else... Her thoughts trail off as Satoru stands up again, restraining from flinching as a hand cups her cheek, the boy leaning up and—

Mwah.

Blinking incredulously, Y/N was grateful that Satoru was unable to see her face— knowing well that shock would be written over it.

The lips leave her forehead after a few seconds, quickly focusing on the drawing as her face falls back to normal— casual expression contrasting the disaster that was her brain.

What the hell, what the hell, what the hell— Y/N thinks to herself, trying desperately to understand what just happened.

She does her best to ignore the grinning face of Satoru, his expression akin to that of a smug cat that finally caught the canary.

They aren't— he isn't—! Y/N panics further, mind spiraling. They aren't meant to act like that! Why the hell does he—!

"L/N?" The teacher calls, startling Y/N as she looks up. "Are you alright, you're looking rather—"

"I-I'm fine!" Y/N replies too quickly than what would be considered normal, a notable fluster decorating her face.

The teacher gives her a dubious look, clearly not entirely believing her but nonetheless nods. "All right, feel free to go to the nurse if you need to."

"Okay..." Y/N nods in acceptance, eyes staying trained on the paper below her as she does her before to ignore the boy who was looking over her shoulder.

But as arms loosely curl around her neck and a head buries itself in the crook of her neck, she knew ignoring Satoru would be no easy task.

God, what did she get herself into...

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[kapitein-oranghien-29]

Hello dear followers! ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ

My tablet's glass has broken, and the frame slightly dented when it fell off my bureau. I've been to the repair store, and it will indeed cost 578 euros to fix the screen of my broken ipad, the one I draw on. Since it's a model from 2017, there's just less out there to fix it. But there's also the fact that it might not work when I do get it fixed. Or that it will die and slow in the coming years by its age, making fixing it an expensive band-aid. So the opinion of the ones around me is that I would be better off buying a new tablet. And as you know, that is a quite expensive ordeal, looking at the prices around 1000 euro (*ﾉヮﾉ)

I just have no choice, and after a few tears and a night of sleep, I decided that I still want to continue doing (digital) art. (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡

But with the costs of the tablets, I will be forced to at least wait till my payday to even think of buying one. This means comms will have about a 3 week delay. Rn, I'm trying to hold my tablet together with tape, so at least I won't be cut by the splinters. For the comms that I've already started I will finish them on my tablet to the best of my abilities, but for the ones I've only made a sketch for or yet to start, I will feel more secure if I start them on my new coming tablet.

So, I'll be scraping together some money for the new one, and maybe will do doodles for a buck or something to try and raise a little buffer? If you want to support me, I'd appreciate it so much! But don't feel obliged! I have a savings account I can dip into a little bit. ^^’

You can sun to my patreon and see spicy doodles and past comms! It's a euro per month, and you can cancel whenever too! (˵ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°˵)

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Any help, including just, sending positive thoughts is appreciated, and I take that all to heart. After all, you guys liking my art spurs me on to make more!

🧡 kap

[myreia]

Sketches of Times Lost

Day 16: Third-rate

lyse has quiet, but difficult, evening. lyse & fordola. lyse POV & character study. early endwalker spoilers. written for ffxivwrite2024. rated: general 1864 words. ao3 link

Since the liberation it has become her custom to walk the walls—and tonight she needs it more than ever.

Lyse tugs at the sleeves of her fleece sweater, thankful for the extra warmth. It was a gift from Cirina sent among the most recent shipment from their allies in Othard, knitted from thick wool and embroidered and dyed with traditional Mol decorations and colours. She appreciates the thoughtfulness. Gyr Abania may have a different climate from the Steppe, but mountains are chilly at night regardless of where they are.  

She slows to a halt and leans against the battlements, resting her folded arms against the roughhewn red stone. The city stretches out before her, calm and peaceful, its spires and towers a subdued reddish purple against a sea of stars. The windows glow warm with the light of candles and lanterns, the streets rumble with the sound of night duty officers preparing for the next day, and vendors have long since closed shop, leaving the market an empty shadow of itself. Some Alliance soldiers have, like her, taken to wandering the city, taking it in for once last time. The bulk of the Ilsabard Contingent takes flight tomorrow—of course many of them, regardless of which city-state they hail from—are sensing more than a little trepidation.

She wonders how many will get a good night’s sleep tonight.

Oh, Papalymo. If only you could see us now.  

“Didn’t expect to see you up here,” a voice drawls behind her.

Lyse pauses, her jaw clenched, her heart clenching painfully in that all too familiar way. A sickened ache that cannot be relieved. “What are you doing up here, Fordola?” she says, glancing over her shoulder. “I thought you would be…”

“Out of the way?” Fordola spits on the ground and comes to join her, leaning against the battlements with a catlike grace. She towers over her, tall like a true Highlander. “Wouldn’t you wish?” She snorts and stretches, raising her hands high above her, her neckline tugged with her movements, revealing the collar glinting at her throat. “I have to do something with my time outside of keeping Arenvald company.”

“Maybe you can go back to that,” Lyse says flatly. “I’m not in the mood for this.”

“This? What’s this? Simple conversation?”

“Simple conversation with you.”

Fordola shrugs. “Get your own piece of wall, then, if my presence is so unbearable,” she retorts. “I was here first and there’s plenty of wall to go around.”

Anger twists deep in the pit of her stomach. Lyse opens her mouth, a retort on the tip of her tongue—and then movement catches her eye. Below, the Scions of the Seventh Dawn are gathering, preparing for the next stages. Perhaps it’s a briefing, or perhaps they are about to head to their airship. Either way, it’s important.

They are already dressed in the winter gear she knows was sourced and lovingly crafted for them by Tataru.

She presses a hand to her cheek. Her eyes are stinging and it’s not the wind’s fault.

It has been a year and a half since she resigned from the organization. Much has happened since then—war, politics, more war, a restoration effort she has yet to fully understand and constantly fears is about to slip out from under her. For her, time has gone slowly, every month, every week, every day passing by to the beat of a slow, constant drum. It has not been so for them. Timed raced forwards—literally so, and accounting for years in some cases, like Thancred’s. She knew what she was letting go of when she left, and she knew it was for the best.

And yet her decision still hurts. Still aches. She has what she wants now, so why can’t she be happy?

Her life has been spent waiting in the wings, looking into something that could never be hers. In Sharlayan, she looked up to her sister—smart, clever, beautiful, capable of going toe-to-toe with the nation’s best and brightest and earning her Archon’s marks fair and square. After, she still idolized Yda, to the point that she became her in order to make something of her life. She wasn’t an Archon, she wasn’t even clever enough to apply to the Studium. She was just a girl who was good at punching things, and Sharlayan doesn’t have much use for that.  

She was given a place with the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, but she never felt she earned it on her own merits. She could become her sister, or be compared to her sister. Lyse, on her own, was never good enough. Except with Papalymo.

And so she left. She chased her dream, as herself—an Ala Mhigo liberated, a Gyr Abania freed. And yet even now she feels uncertain of herself and the position she has claimed. Many doubt her, for her youth and her inexperience. Others compare to her to the likes of Aymeric and Hien, saying she lacks the political acumen to lead a restoration the way Ishgard and Doma have. Others still pass over her and look to Raubahn, the general, the warrior, the man who commands a presence she can only dream of. They listen to him. He may have escaped to Ul’dah, but he is Ala Mhigan in his heart and soul. He looks Ala Mhigan. His was a true homecoming.

Whereas she has her father’s name and not much else. Some say she has more Sharlayan in her than Ala Mhigo.

She is in too far now to return to the Scions, though she knows they would welcome her. She made her choice, she must commit to it. And yet she still feels the longing for company, that feeling of being among close friend that she so sorely misses. Who does she have? Raubahn? Arenvald? Fordola? Gods, no. At least Cirina writes her often, from half a world away. Alisaie, too, though her letters have become more and more infrequent of late.

Lyse exhales a long breath, staring dully down at the road below. Y’shtola, Urianger and G’raha conversing in a corner. Estinien shadowing Alphinaud and Alisaie as they walk the length of the street, arguing loudly, pausing only to speak with an Alliance officer here and there. Even Krile and Tataru are here, fussing over their friends. Thancred and Aureia are huddled down together a little ways away, his hand in hers, her head on his shoulder. They’re married now, it’s hard to believe, their lives taking a wild and unexpected turn while they were on the First.

Alisaie said the ceremony was beautiful. A small affair, organized quickly as they were concerned for Thancred’s failing health and soul. Perhaps they will have another one now they’ve returned to Eorzea, but there simply hasn’t been time.  

So strange. Lyse can’t quite wrap her head around it. Only a few months ago she was still under the impression that Aureia and Thancred hated each other. Which, she supposes, highlights the point: it’s not that the Scions haven’t given her any  

It’s not that the Scions haven’t given her any thought. Nor is it that they don’t care.

It’s simply that they have moved on to a place that no longer includes her.

She grips her sweater, twisting it into a fist over her heart. She knows it’s foolish, but it hurts seeing them gathered all together like this. Perhaps if it was just Aureia and Thancred, Urianger and Y’shtola, the twins… It’s ridiculous, but knowing how quickly G’raha was brought into their fold stings. It stings to know that his failed attempts to summon Aureia to the First were behind their vanishing souls some time ago. That his mistake pulled away those closest to Aureia by accident.

Lyse thought she was close to Aureia. Perhaps that was not so. She was furious with her at the time for reasons she cannot explain, but that does not mean she did not still think of her as a friend. It does not replace the years of friendship they had in the Waking Sands and the Rising Stones all those years ago, nor throughout their time in Othard.

Does it?

She wets her low lip. Even Estinien’s presence stings, though she has nothing against the dragoon. He has been swept into events whether he likes it or not; and she suspects that if he were to say no and leave, Krile and Tataru would simply track him down once more. Even so, he fits in a way she never did, his bond with Alphinaud plain to see.  

She’s missed so much. Some of it because of her own decisions, yes, but it hurts to witness firsthand how easily she has been replaced. No matter how hard she works, no matter how much she cares, her fate is always to be second or third-rate.  

“…should I leave you be?” Fordola says quietly.

Lyse blinks, tears blurring her vision. She wipes them away with the back of her hand, shivering as a wave of cold wind rushes over her. “I… don’t know,” she replies, trailing off awkwardly. She can’t allow herself to be emotional in front of Fordola of all people. To distract herself, she disentangles her hand from her sweater and smooths down the front. She shouldn’t pull the thread when she doesn’t know how to fix it. Cirina made it for her.

“Then please say something,” Fordola continues, blunter this time. “Shout at me. Curse at me. Punch a wall. You are far too quiet and it’s making my insides crawl.”

Lyse snorts quietly. Damn it. Fordola has no right to make her smile. “Good to know I have such a dreadful effect on you.”

“Lyse—”

She meets her gaze.

“You going with them?” Fordola’s eyes are dark and quiet.

“I will. At the head of the Contignent’s Ala Mhigan forces.”

“I meant with the Scions, not with bloody Ala Mhigo.”

She swallows the lump in her throat. “Then, no. I will be serving my country, not my friends.”

Silence. Wind howls in her ears, turning the tips raw and red. Perhaps she should write to Cirina and ask for a hat.

“A bit of advice—” Fordola begins.

“No, thank you.”

She sighs, irritation flickering across her face. “Look, you don’t have to like to me in order to listen to me,” she says firmly. “But I know something about looking for something in all the wrong places. Maybe you belonged to that group down there once, but you don’t anymore. Stop looking for what you want with people who barely acknowledge you, and look for it with those who do.”

Her stomach drops. She’s not sure what’s worse—that she knows it is true, or that Fordola was the one to say it. “I’m going to tell you this once,” Lyse hisses. “That’s the last time you’re going to give me advice, all right?”

Fordola shrugs in that irritating ambivalent way of hers. “If you say so.”

Lyse lets out an aggravated sigh. Pushing away from the wall, she grips Cirina’s sweater around herself and stalks down the stairs and out of sight.

[shygirl4991]

Brewing Romance Chapter 2 Your Hired

A Collab Story with @lizaluvsthis SMG3 and SMG4 design for the AU by Liz!

Last Chapter Next Chapter Summary: SMG4 starts to struggle with his finances when he learns living in his newly built castle is more pricey than he thought. So when he gets an invite to the grand opening of SMG3 Coffee n Bombs he manages to land himself a second job as the cafe waiter where both men will learn that coffee won't be the only thing brewing in this cafe.  Tags: Slow burn, fluff, comedy, just two idiots in love, love confession, first kiss SMG4 glares at his empty bank account,turn’s out a castle was more expensive than he thought. He sighs, getting up and walks to his kitchen noticing his food supply has started to get low. At this rate he either has to ask his friends for help or get a second job.  He takes out what he needs to make a basic sandwich and goes to the drawing board, he didn't want to bother his friends with this. After all they did so much already to get this castle built, he wanted to make sure his friends had somewhere to hang out and feel safe. 

He takes a bite of his sandwich looking over places hiring when his eyes land on the picture next to him. It was a group photo, in it was SMG3 pouting while the rest of them smiled. He drops the sandwich and picks up the photo “That's it! SMG3 can help!” Why didn't he think of that first? After all he enjoyed doing the job, it was nice for once just being in sync with Three without the world ending. He would have to make it casual so the other man wouldn't pick up why he suddenly needs the job. He walks around the room thinking, he looks at his reflection and smiles at it “Hey Three, you know yesterday was lots of fun, was wondering if you would like to make it a full time thing?” he facepalms. Those were poor choices of words. It sounded like he was trying to ask the man out, he began to walk again losing himself in his thoughts.  Then it hit him with the snap of his fingers he was at the cafe filled with confidence, he walked in surprise to see that Karen is now working here. “Oh hey Karen, can I talk to SMG3?” without looking at him she points to the back room, he thanks her before walking to the back. There he saw Three annoyed as he drew on a piece of paper “SMG3!” startled the man chucks the sketch book at Four. “Wha!? SMG4 what the hell are you doing here?” Four picks up the items that were thrown at him and hands it back to Three. 

“I was wondering…how the employee situation is going?” He gave himself a mental high five for bringing up the topic as casually as he could. SMG3 rolls his eyes then stands up from the couch “What's it to you scrub?” “Is it bad to check on a friendly rival?” he lets out an awkward smile that only earns him a glare from the other man. After a few moments of silence he responds “ugh If you must know I don't have a waiter, the one that should be here quit. Is that all? I'm busy unlike you.” SMG3 starts walking to the front, in a panic to not lose his chance at getting the job he grabs Three’s hand and pulls him. Surprised by the grab Three  loses balance, noticing this Four wraps his other arm around Three’s waist pulling him extremely close. Seeing how close they are, SMG3's face gets bright red while Four looks right into Three’s eyes. “I can be your waiter until you find a better one.”

SMG3 panics and pushes Four away “GET AWAY BAKA!” SMG4 frowns at the reaction, not realizing the reason for Three’s outburst. With a sigh thinking he was just rejected he starts to walk away, seeing the man walk away Three speaks up “That wasn't a rejection dumbass, you just startled me. You can work here, but I have you know while you work here you are my underling. Got that?” 

SMG4 lights up and shakes Three’s hand “You got it boss!” sure he wasn't a fan of being called underling but that's better than losing the castle. He gets told to come in later tonight leaving Four in a great mood as he leaves the cafe while SMG3 was busy trying to calm his rapid beating heart. Was Three the only one that noticed how close they were, was he over thinking about the distance? He sighs, throwing himself on the couch.

He looks over to his sketchbook, staring at the doodle, his eyes go wide turning to a fresh page then starts to draw. He pictured SMG4 wearing different designs till he finally hit the perfect one, looking proud of his work he took a picture and sent it to Four. It was strange how hard it was to come up with a design for a waiters uniform till he gave Four the job, picturing SMG4 in the uniform he put together made his heart skip a beat. He rolls his eyes getting up from the couch, he needs to stop thinking about the idiot and get back to work. He walks to the front, seeing how there weren't many people in at the moment he turns to Karen “So i finally came up with a uniform, when you can come in your best purple shirt and black jeans.” “Alright,” she casually lets out, distracted by something. Three turns to see Eggdog in a cute pink hat, he turns to Karen who had a soft smile watching the pup dance around in joy with the hat. SMG3 let his own smile slip out and started taking pictures excitedly “Aw who's a cute Eggdog! You are!” 

SMG4 made it home and did a dance in celebration, now that he had this job the castle was saved. He feels his phone vibrate, taking it out he gasps seeing the uniform. He never knew that SMG3 had an artistic side to him, he smiles looking at the drawing only to frown “Glow in the dark material?” everything about the uniform he loved but he was unsure having parts of the uniform glowing in the dark would work for a cafe. He put his phone away deciding he would bring the topic up with Three later.  Walking into his room he sees Beeg SMG4 stacking cards, he approaches his son with a smile “Hey Beeg are you up for a play date with Eggdog?” sure Beeg was used to being alone in the castle when he and the others got into wild adventures but this was different. 

He just didn't have the heart to just leave the little one alone while he worked, plus with Karen working at the cafe knowing how she is with kids he knows Beeg would be okay. Beeg turns to face his father “Eugh!” Four smiles at the response “Perfect! Now let's get you all cleaned up for it!” hearing the word clean put Beeg in a panic as he dash towards the door. Four hit a switch where the door sealed itself shut “Come on it won't be so bad, you can get any treat you want at the cafe!” A few hours passed, SMG3 blinked seeing Beeg walking in with an exhausted SMG4.  “Hey boss…im here,” Eggdog runs up to Beeg excited to have his friend over while Three walks up to Four with concern “The hell happen to you?” 

SMG4 sighs pointing to Beeg “I wanted to clean Beeg SMG4 before coming over, he can be a bit of a trouble maker.” Three crosses his arms “A bit? I remember the last time he took out a rocket launcher to avoid bath time.” Four glares at Three “And i remember someone not saving me from almost drowning in the tub.” SMG3 scoffs at the comment “It was Eggdog’s bath time, what happens to you isn't my problem.” 

Noticing that the topic wasnt work friendly, Three decides to change the subject. He takes out the sketch pad excitedly and shows the uniform “Now underling let's get to the topic at hand I'm sure you got my text, but starting tomorrow this will be your uniform from now on.” He smirks showing off the skates he got for Four, SMG4 takes the sketch in awe of the skates before he frowns. Seeing Four frown after being so excited surprised him, the man turned to him “Uh SMG3…don't you think glow in the dark stuff is i don't know kiddish?” 

SMG3 eye twitched hearing the comment “Kiddish? Are you kidding me, plenty of adults use things that glow, not to mention there are artists that use it as their style to tell a story! Can't believe I'm hearing this from a man that uses heelys!” Four blushes trying to hide his embarrassment by lowering his hat. 

Four mumbles out an apology in hopes that Three would calm down since his anger over the topic had turned some heads in the cafe. SMG3 turns noticing people looking and sighs, he walks to the back room where he waves Four over.  Three points to the rack of aprons, with a nod Four puts it on then removes his hat. SMG3 couldn’t stop himself from staring at Four without a hat, it felt off for Three. With his hair now tied up SMG4 then turns and smiles brightly at Three “Ready to work boss!” 

SMG3 watches as Four leaves the room before he takes out his notebook “Dear Diary, today i learned that SMG4 has a dangerous smile.” with him finishing his thoughts he puts his notebook away before joining the others in the front.  He takes Karen’s place and starts taking orders while also watching SMG4 work, something felt off the more he pictured the uniform on the man. Then a light bulb turns on in his head, making sure no more orders are needed to be taken. He goes on his phone looking for a hat, after so many years knowing the man seeing him without some kind of hat felt off. 

He sighs seeing all the selections for hats, none of them fit SMG4 at all. He looks up at the man who was currently handing someone a bomb package and starts to doodle him. He wasn't the best at drawing other people but that wasn't important for him at the moment, something in him just needed to draw the man. He starts to blush as he gets more into the drawing. His annoying blue eyes that Three swears can see through him, the dumb smile he has that is so bright SMG3 is sure it can light a room. As he finishes his drawing he mumbles to himself “He has such a stupid face..” 

“Who has a stupid face?” Meggy says as she walks up to Three, he screams, shutting the notebook and glares at her.  He must have lost himself since he didn't notice the group of people that just walked in “Uh er just an annoying customer, so what are you having?” Tari walks up looking at the list of drinks “Uh plutonium frappe sounds interesting!” SMG3 nods, writing it down then looks at Meggy “The usual?” she nods at him as she walks with Tari to get a table. SMG4 smiles seeing his friends and slides up to them “Hey guys!” 

Meggy giggles seeing Four “SMG3 needs help again? At this rate you might end up working here full time!” Four nods agreeing with his friend as he shows the drawing of his uniform “Actually you're looking at SMG3’s Coffee n Bombs full time waiter!” Tari’s eyes light up in excitement seeing the uniform. His two friends congratulated him, it made him feel extremely happy then his guilt hit him. He felt bad not telling them the real reason he is working, “Hey underling the drinks are ready!” Hearing Three he turns and gets back to work ignoring the guilt. With the shift done and the cafe closed, SMG3 watches as Four walks home carrying Beeg. Seeing that no one was around he slips on a baggy sweater and sneaks out. He was on a mission to head to the crafts store in town before they closed, looking at the doodle he did earlier of Four made him realize something. If you can't find what you're looking for then just make it yourself, he walks into the store looking around hoping there are no familiar faces around as he looks around. Pleased with his selection he bought his items and sneaked his way back home.  Eggdog runs up to him welcoming him home, he smiles softly picking the pup up “Hey now you should be sleeping, come on let's tuck you in.” He gently places Eggdog in his bed and gives the pup a small kiss on his head, seeing the pup fall asleep he removes his hat and throws it on his bed. Fixing his bun, he takes out the items he bought and sits at his desk with a sewing machine. “He’s gonna love this..no he will love this.” As everyone in the crew sleep soundly SMG3 stayed up late into the night crafting the perfect hat for his underling.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA of I want art trades to be of equal time/quality?

this is a weird one but I had a spat with someone recently because they wanted to do an art trade, which i was open to do, but we hit a weird impasse. When I do art trades I like to put forth as much effort as my trade partner puts forward first, and would prefer that if i put art first that my partner reciprocates the same amount of time and care.

Art style, quality, experience, follower count means nothing to me in the exchange, just the level of effort. It feels unfair to me that I would put in hours/days of work on a painting to only receive something done in less than a few hours, especially since that would basically be doing a free commission. I'm willing to give smaller/newer artists with less experience or cheaper software more effort in my half on the account that I trust they're doing their best with what they have. It's meant to be fun!

This is not an instance of that. I've checked this artist's gallery and they were perfectly capable of producing extensively detailed pieces, so I agreed to do a more detailed piece, as long as they do the same.

This is where things get weird. They were perfectly fine with me doing something bigger and were very excited, and I brought up that in my listed art trade rules, I'd like them to do the same. They agreed, and we both went to work. I'm a slow artist, so it's been taking me some time, and I'm well into working on colors and rendering. in the middle of this time is when I get my half. it's just lineart with some shading. it was very beautiful, and I'm grateful! but it's not necessarily a level of detail that we agreed on. So I kiss my flat colors and rendering goodbye and just quickly rendered the lineart to match.

They get excited and ask when the final of my half will be done. Confused, now assuming what they provided was just a WIP, I say when they finish theirs. They go "oh but this IS my final :)" and I am... still very confused.

I brought up our agreement to do equal effort and they go "but I did that, this took me a long time" to which I point out I've been working for a few days now to produce a fully rendered painting, which wasn't even finished by the time they posted theirs.

They start getting defensive saying that exertion of effort varies from person to person which I fully agree as a chronically fatigued person! but I still feel really scammed that I'm putting in all this work and they can only provide what their commission form claims is a "colored sketch" (and on the cheaper end too.)

They keep getting weird and defensive and I decide to just call the whole thing off, giving them the art I did and that it was final. They get pissy and call me an entitled asshole for wanting to "break their back" over a free art trade.

I would be perfectly happy getting a rendered sketch, if that were what we agreed on in the first place!

I don't think I'm the asshole here, but being called "entitled" really got to me, especially considering we WERE doing work for free. So here I am. Am I the asshole for wanting equal parts effort? Or am I just being entitled? I'd share the art pieces we did here but I won't out of privacy for both me and the other artist.

What are these acronyms?

[rockerscentral]

ROCKERSCENTRAL MASTERPOST🎸

(A rockers-related Rhythm Heaven ask blog!)

Info can be found under the line break.

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The Basics: (or the General Info)

This blog serves to be a more creative way for me to share all of the ideas that I had planned out for the Rockers, along with some other guys, mainly following a story-esque format that follows their "backstory" and how they had originally met up to become the well known rock duo they are now!

Following up on the text above, just to clarify and put it straight, the blog will not start out with the both of them right away, and will likely follow the perspective of one or the other.

While there will be art for a bunch of the asks, especially for standard posts that are needed to progress the story, I cannot guarantee that there will be something drawn for each ask, though I do wish to try and do so. That applies to whether it's a colored sketch, actual drawing, a simple doodle, etc.

Some characters may have different names than some that may be commonly used as a fan-name from the fandom, the main case of this going to Student (name being Jamie.)

This whole blog's going to be a headcanon fest, considering how a majority of this is me making shit up for the most part, so please keep that in mind if you see different portrayals for one thing or another.

Additional Notes:

If you are running another character-based blog, it is completely alright to interact with this account! Just keep in mind that this is technically taking place in the past, which means that any asks that are sent that mention anything that could be in regards to any present matters /foreshadows anything about the Rockers will likely be ignored.

While it may not be prevalent for the long run start of this blog, I do ship the Rockers together, and would probably come up at some point very later on when the time comes, so be weary of that if you don't like the ship and such.

This blog is only being run by me, myself and I ( @submaskudari ), so things might be a bit slow depending on the situation.

I will also answer asks that are out of character for those who wish to know anything from me specifically ^_^

Unless there is only one character that's available for asks, please specify who you are sending an ask towards, otherwise it may be pushed back out of confusion.

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Blog Rules:

Don't be a weirdo in the asks LOL

NO METAGAMING.. I have no idea how that'd play out anyways, but this still applies :sob:

Try not to spam the ask box, or be repetitive with asks.. I'm just one guy, and sometimes it might take a moment to spot it.

Transphobia, Homophobia, Racism, Proship, and all of the other bad shit is not welcome here, so please see yourself out if you fall under said criteria.

Please be kind!! I am just a little guy, again.

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Tags:

# (insert character name) + ask: Asks that are directed to said character #main art reblog: main blog posts that either feature Rockers/ Blog-related content. #refs: Simply the refs I work off of for the characters I draw here. # (insert tumblr user here): Asks sent by said user/blog. #asks: Ask posts in general. #ooc ask: Asks that are related to the blog, but are directed to the blog owner (me) rather than an ic ask for the characters. #masterpost: what do you think LOL #sillyart: probably gonna be labled under shitposts or verrry bad doodles, just goofing around! #rockerscentral: tag for chrono-order posts, asks or non asks

#djschoolcentral: april fools posts (chrono order, too)

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This will be updated time from time as the blog progresses, rather it'd be for rule additions or something else. If anything, I'm probably going to add a blog Q&A for any additional questions that anyone may have, so feel free to ask!

[sketch-guardian]

Never again trying to request or ask something on another tumblr account that isn’t this one 😞

I was looking at this one account and this character was honestly so cool and I was like “woah, I want him to be my dad” so I like asked if they did child reader stuff but then I looked at their request rules one more time. THEY DIDNT DO UNDERAGE STUFF, IM SO EMBARRASSED. I SEJT ANOTHER ASK FRANTICALLY APOLOGISING AND I DONT THINK I CAN LIVE IT DOWN.

BUT YEAH THIS ACCOUNT MAKES ME FEEL VERY SAFE WITH THE REQUESTS, YOURE VERY NICE!!

WHEN YOURE NOT BUSY IS IT OKAY IF I ASK FOR ALL THE RAD CLASSMATES WHOS NOT FULLY HUMAN (YOU CAN CHOOSE WHAT THE OTHER HALF IS BUT IF MC WAS HALF ANGEL IT WOULD GO CRAZYYY FOR REMIEL. I FEEL LIKE THEYD FEEL SO SAFE, THEY DESERVE IT. REMIEL NEEDS MORE LOVE)

sorry for caps lock btw!! It’s very fun 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

You know, at first since Tumblr notifications only show me the start of asks, I read "never again trying to request-" and I was already thinking the worst😳like oh god, what did I do to mess up so badly?🙈Then I read the rest and breathed a sigh of relief🤣Anyway, I'm sure you'll be able to get through such moment eventually!✨Those are small oversights that can happen and I doubt the author of that account will take it out on you for so little, trust me☺I've made a fool of myself before several times, I'm very awkward both online and in reality, but over time I learned to laugh about such mishaps😂Still, I'm happy you feel comfortable sending asks here💕you flatter me and thank you again for your kindness💜I'm sorry if I'm taking a day or two to reply to asks🙈but I'm still trying to finish the New exchange students' true celestial forms sketch, I apologize for being slow😭I promise I'll reply though😥since I just need to start shading the drawing🤞🏻Now, to vary the headcanons a bit, I chose a different race for each OC, inserting half-angel MC for Remiel as you requested😌(I'm glad you like Remiel by the way and don't worry about your writing✨). Also considering you mentioned child reader stuff earlier, I assumed you meant platonic headcanons with child MC, I hope I didn't misinterpret🙈:

"RAD CLASSMATES+NEW EXCHANGE STUDENTS WITH A HALF-BREED CHILD MC"

DEMYA (HALF-ORC)

Demya would be curious at the sight of half-orc child MC, having never seen an orc in her entire life, however she would feel admiration towards their race as they are prone to fighting, they would remind her in a certain sense of her own race (fauxsaeva) and she would like to discover more curiosities through half-orc child MC. Demya would coo over half-orc child MC's tusks, finding them adorable and would compare them with her thicker and pointer fangs, perfect for tearing meat, she would also be curious to see how half-orc child MC eats, so Demya would often share her snacks with them, only treats though, because her main and perhaps sometimes bloody meals could be too much for half-orc child MC. Furthermore, Demya would love to play fight with half-orc child MC, as they are quite powerful and resistant for their age, that way she wouldn't necessarily have to worry about risking harming them accidentally

DOMNRA/MOBIM (CAMBION)

Domnra wouldn't be too surprised by a cambion child MC, it's not that rare for a demon and a human to fall in love, hell he's seen it happen several times, both in Devildom and on Earth despite himself, so it would be logical to finally see, at least once, a demon half-breed appear. Domnra would feel some kind of connection to cambion child MC, both for their demonic side, a trait they would have in common, and in a certain sense for their feeling in half, given that his soul was literally split in half and then shared by two beings, i.e. Domnra and Mobim, while child MC is half-human and half-demon. Therefore Domnra would defend cambion child MC if someone bothered them regarding their lineage and would help cambion child MC to get more in tune with their demonic side, in short to control it. Mobim would sense cambion child MC's nature, but honestly for the little curse child MC could be anything and it would accept them either way, because that's what true family is supposed to do. In the end Mobim and cambion child MC would become good friends/sibilings

AZUL (HALF-FAE)

Azul would be genuinely surprised at the sight of a half-fae child MC, with features and appearance similar to those of a nymph or a fairy, aware that it's a rather rare and difficult race to come across, therefore he would show enthusiasm at the sight of them and probably he would ask half-fae child MC some questions, especially to check if some of their powers are similar or not. Considering that half-fae child MC would probably be very attached to nature, Azul would take them to lie down in some flowery meadows, a habit of when Azul was still an angel, while his familiars, blue morpho butterflies, would flutter around them, as if they were in a classic Disney movie. Azul would also let half-fae child MC experiment with painting, making nice portraits of each other, after all he would find their fae traits inspiring. Azul would try to find out if half-fae child MC had the ability of imposing their will and controlling other people by obtaining their names, because no matter how convenient and fun it might sound, it would still be a problem if such thing happened, so Azul would use himself as an example of bad influence, meaning that half-fae child MC should't try to mimic the bullshit or pranks he pulls off (but in his heart, Azul would be proud-)

ZURI (HALF-SIREN)

Zuri would be intrigued from a biological point of view by half-siren child MC, wanting to understand how such a union could have happened, given the significantly different anatomy, however she would do research on her own rather than asking half-siren child MC personally, after all Zuri wouldn't know their family situation or conception, it could be a sensitive topic. Zuri would also note that half-siren child MC would be a sea variant siren and not an air one similar to an harpy. Zuri would make sure to get either a small pool or a large water case in which half-siren child MC could swim to their heart's content and stay hydrated, perhaps also adding decorationd such as algae, pearls, shells and corals, to make ambience more pleasant and aquarium like. Zuri would aid half-siren child MC in taking care of their skin by moisturizing their scattered fish scales and help them use their powers responsibly, such as their siren song ability, similar to Zuri's hypnosis

ODON (HALF-ELDRITCH)

Odon is an ancient eldritch abomination, so much so that they don't exactly remember the circumstances of their birth or creation, so they have experienced many events during the course of their long life, however Odon would have to admit that it would be the first time they have ever encountered a half-eldritch, especially so young, so it would be a new pleasant experience for Odon to meet half-eldritch child MC and possibly become friends. Odon would find interesting that a human would even consider having a child with a eldritch horror, since they aren't exactly known for their friendliness, helpfulness, or parenting skills, in general it's not recommended for humans to deal with such entities, so Odon would find delightful knowing that there are other eldritch beings tame enough to consider forming such unions, at least they hope. Half-eldritch child MC wouldn't have to fear showing their eldritch side to Odon, because it would have no effect on them, moreover Odon would be able to worry less about their own form being seen, because as a half-eldritch, if child MC were to see Odon's face under their bangs, perhaps they would just get nausea or a headache. Odon would be a good mentor for half-eldritch child MC, teaching them how to control their most abominable side, they would allow half-eldritch child MC to have a friend with whom they can be their true self, after all Odon knows what it means to be alone

REMIEL (HALF-ANGEL)

Remiel would be aware of how rare it is to find half-angels like herself, since the Celestial Council usually does not approve such sins of creation and depending on whether or not those half-breed children disturb balance, they are mostly simply repudiated or directly abandoned to die to their fate, therefore at the sight of half-angel child MC, Remiel would be a little surprised and at the same time she would feel a certain bond with them on a deeper level, a soft of kinship. At the beginning probably both half-angel child MC and Remiel would analyze each other in silence with a curious gaze, tilting their heads from side to side like a lost puppy, over time though, considering that half-angel child MC has most likely suffered discrimination due to their heritage as well, they would quickly grow attached to Remiel and take shelter under her much larger feathery wings. During her long existence, Remiel has become numb to certain things, such as mocks or taunts, believing them to be true from a logical point of view, however half-angel child MC's case would be different from her situation and the angel of death would like them to feel safe for once, because it would be what they deserve. Being somber yet blunt, Remiel would have no problem softly explaining to upset conservative angels that since balance allowed half-angel child MC to be born, they have the right to exist. Remiel would help half-angel child MC with cleansing and preening their wings, taking care of their feathers with tender and soothing touch, in the meantime half-angel child MC would help Remiel understanding emotions better, perhaps the angel of death could even teach them to fly if they wished to learn, holding half-angel child MC by the hand, to prevent them from falling, Remiel wouldn't let that happen

NATHANIEL (HALF-DRAGON)

Nathaniel would be aware that there are different races and that crossbreeding can occasionally occur, however he would be surprised and intrigued by the compatibility between a human and a dragon, which would apparently result in draconic bloodline and half-dragon child MC's birth. Nathaniel would find dragons fascinating creatures, thinking of them as wise, honorable and free, therefore he would show interest in half-dragon child MC's dragon traits, such as wings, tail or horns, taking care they do not get hurt during the day, since they could be cumbersome while moving around, Nathaniel would also apply some herbal creams to half-dragon child MC's skin in the areas where their scales begin, such as cheeks or arms, to avoid skin irritation or dryness. One of the times Nathaniel would actually be caught off guard would be if half-dragon child MC, depending on their powers, risked burning, electrifying, or freezing his face off during a sneeze, which would then surprisingly make Nathaniel laugh

URIEL (DEMIGOD)

Uriel at the beginning, as a warrior angel serving the Celestial Realm, would be skeptical in believing in other deities, given that god (Father) is the only entity who she has always served and praised together with other angels, therefore she might not immediately believe demigod child MC, she would need proof of them being the offspring of a deity and a human, but once obtained, Uriel would be astonished, because it would go against what she was taught to believe. Once she comes to terms with the half-divine nature of child MC, Uriel would like to test demigod child MC's skills, their resilience and would be quite amazed and proud of what they are capable of accomplish. Uriel would then teach demigod child MC that with great power comes great responsibility and that they should only use their powers to seek justice and fight for the innocent. Moreover Uriel wouldn't tell demigod child MC, but due to her strict education and discipline, she might find the relationship between human and deity sacrilegious, still Uriel would try to overcome her prejudices for demigod child MC's sake

[honeymochibubbletea]

Yooo I saw that you make headcanons or stories to some sketches of Charlie and Phantasmo so... Here's one made. I hope fluffpillow or jencil aren't after my head right now-

Also if u want you can follow my tiktok account and I can make more Charlie and Phantasmo sketches (most of them gonna be Charlie bc I can sketch her better-) if u want ofc :3

Omg!! Your drawing is so cute! \ (*´∇｀*)\

And don’t worry: I don’t think Jencil nor Fluff will come for your head! It’s just a harmless drawing after all!

And could you tell me what’s your TikTok account? And yes, i do love to see more of your drawings!

And funny that you’ve drawn Charlie with a dress because… Charlie’s latest and final design is her with a dress!

(Drawing belongs to Jencilthepencil, i’m only showing it here to illustrate what i am saying)

And since you’ve made a drawing so cute, I shall give you some headcanons~ ;3

Charlie actually never minded wearing dresses or wearing “feminine” stuff, she only usually wore more “masculine” stuff because it was easier to fight. Now why is she wearing a dress again even though she knows that it’s more difficult to fight with it?

Because she’s too stubborn for her own good: i think that’s what happened to make her fight with her dress again:

Daisy: you know Charlie? I’m actually glad that you are wearing more APPROPRIATE clothing to fight Phantasmo and other bad guys! Finally after so long i finally knocked some sense into your head…

Charlie: *stares at Daisy with a “are you serious?” face* And do you know what Daisy? I think i’m going to fight with a dress again! *smirks smugly at Daisy*

Daisy: CARTER! Tell your sister to stop being such a stubborn woman!

Phantasmo will never EVER admit this but… he gets worried when Charlie decides to fight with a dress, her opponents could very much take advantage of that to slow her down or… do something “”funny””… and if Phantasmo ever finds out that an opponent ripped her dress and exposed her in any way, even if it was her shoulders or her knees… let’s say Charlie will only have him as her arch nemesis :)

Phantasmo also tried to convince her to change back to her “more appropriate fighting clothing”, but she’s too stubborn… he then refused to fight her if she was going to act like a brat… she then accepted his condition and fought with him with her old “appropriate” fighting clothing…

[ichorblossoms]

i only remember the day i made grimm and yarrow bc it was 4/20 and i thought it was funny anyways happy one year to these two fuckers eating away at my brain and here's to them continuing to do that for...the foreseeable future

since i have created So much about them in this year, i wanna recap what the fuck i've done bc i have never had this happen before. it's definitely new to hyperfixate on some ocs so intensely but i'm having a good time with everything so! i can't say i'm upset that these two kicked my ass into gear with drawing so much !!

starting off with the first sketches of them i scribbled down before i had to get back to work on other stuff bc i don't think i posted these

they've evolved a bit but....not by much really. esp in regards to yarrow i had what is more or less his current design nailed down within a day. not to mention that these two both had names within 24 hours? that usually does NOT happen for me

in terms of all the other art, th galleries aren't the absolute best metric to measure how much i've drawn my ocs bc it doesn't account for all the sketches and wips i have lying around and i upload gift art so it's not all mine in there NONETHELESS it's wild comparing their th gallery stats to the main trio of ttw bc those three literally have a decade of existence on them

(also grimm has five more standalone pieces of fanart than yarrow, so the gap between how much i've drawn the two of them is even smaller)

within a year, these two have, give or take, half the amount of stuff as i've managed to make for my other mains that have been around over a decade. ofc with ttw being around so long there are a lot of unfinished things, paper drawings i have stashed away, things that're retconned, and so many more sketchbook doodles of them that just never got posted so it's not as comparable to honeybee bc it's a more constant slowburn in my brain. but still. still

that's also not to mention the 16 or so full comic pages i've drawn for them?? (most of those are under toyhouse's literature bc it's easier to post them that way) which doesn't sound like a lot, but bc i've never done that before with any of my ocs it's. wild to me. i'm still figuring out a method that makes making comics as painless as possible bc i have ideas! but it still feels like i'm like pulling teeth sometimes! i can say it feels a bit easier to make comics now but i still have a lot to figure out :,,D

also i've been writing. i don't consider myself a writer. i said "fuck it we ball" and started writing. i guess i am on technicality, and it's not as if i haven't written anything at all (hi ttw and the old peartree draft), but definitely haven't written extensive prose before this. anyways i've got a 10k-word outline and am approximately 35k words into the first draft so it's not nothing! in fact that's a lot for me, esp bc i'm constantly battling the urge to edit things over and over and also the awareness of the skill gap between me and all of the writers i am constantly reading so it's overall just a...really slow process OTL

because i'm deranged and refuse to make things easy on myself, i envision honeybee as an illustrated novel, but not necessarily illustrated like fantasy novels are i'm talking like....a novel with comic panels in it. i have a vision. (also i had a dream where i read a book like this i can See it in my mind). it's fine. i'm normal. <if this comes to be for realsies i will have to learn how to do so much typesetting bullshit

i don't have any special art to commemorate my Year of Brainrot, but i guess i'll post some writing below the cut. heads up this is First Draft Shit, even though these are the parts i'm currently more fond of i am...not confident in my skills as a writer yet so please offer me some lenience hgfklhgld

anything in [these brackets] is going to be drawn either as a standalone illustration or a small series of comic panels so just hold my hand and imagine with me.

ordered chronologically but missing a Lot of context partially bc i'm not writing any of this in order. i try to keep grimm (they/it) and yarrow's (he/they) pronouns consistent, but excuse any flips bc again, this hasn't been through any external editing, in fact y'all are the first to see any of these words.

part 1 (years 0 to ~1)- least written-for part atm but i re-outlined it semi-recently so i know where to take it

*grimm is misgendered here intentionally, yarrow doesn't know The Pronouns yet

part 2 (years ~6 to ~8)- currently the most-written

part 3 (years ~9 to ~10)

does a little dance and makes jazz hands before faceplanting. thank you if you read any of that hkgdslfhlfk

[pine-niidles]

2024 August Monthly Updates

It's a very text heavy update this month, I'm... working on getting back into the habit of regular art. My art muscles have grown stiff and it's slow going training them back up. It is going though - I've even been doing some sketching in my physical sketchbook this week.

Doodling fish makes for a good warm-up

Website/Blog

I've been wanting to set up a proper art blog for a while. Social media has always been hard for me to keep up with, I've never really had fun posting art online ever since deviantart stopped being good. Figuring out what, when, how to post & keeping up with constant changes... it's been said a million times so I won't get into it, and at the end of the day even if it's frustrating it's still worth it for the connections I make and the art I get to see because of it. Still, I don't want to rely on social media to be the only place where my art lives (it's a sad thought!). That's why I've been compiling art pdfs, it's why I've been looking into physical print making, it's why I started these monthly updates in the first place.

So if you're reading this on my new blog welcome! (if not - it's here) I'm planning to eventually move to hosting it myself but so the moment I'm relying on wordpress, I apologize for the banners. I'm still deciding how I want to do monthly updates from now on - I'll be posting all of them on the new blog for sure but I'm still undecided if I want to continue to cross post them on tumblr & kofi. I have a poll just for that running right now if you have an opinion (or if you don't - it's a nice motivator just to see that people are actually reading these).

Other than monthly updates I'll be posting process breakdowns on here, and more in depth looks at individual projects at various stages of their process. Maybe doing some features (or even reviews?) of other artists/projects. We'll see how it goes! I won't be cross-posting those, thought I'll probably post links to them when I write them (you can also sign up to the email newsletter for this blog at the bottom of the page - though you'll have to make a wordpress account). I know a lot of people use patreon for this kind of thing but I like the freedom of not having an expectation of consistency (or quality).

Fanzines

I've started taking part in fanzines again, there's a couple in particular I'm very excited for! Not much more to say on that topic as I'm not allowed to announce my participation yet but that's something I've been working on this month.

All in Good Time

I've done very little (read:none) art for my own projects this month, but I have done some writing for a couple I've yet to introduce publicly.

The first is a short (12-16 page) self-contained comic featuring a friend of mine and my ocs. I've written a rough script for it and will be working on character designs and art for it when I have a little more free time :)

They Say There is a Monster in These Woods

The second project I was doing writing for is much longer term - I've been toying around with the idea of doing a solo visual novel for some time now and I finally came up with a story idea for one.

The game starts with you in the woods, injured. You stumble across a clear where a lone manor stands and collapse in front of it. When you come to the Lady of the manor greets you, and invites you to stay as her guest for some time while you recover from your injuries and to attend her birthday celebrations in two weeks. You spend this time in the manor getting to know the inhabitants, maybe finding the sparks of romance with one among them, and maybe even figuring out the source of the mysterious rumors that there is a monster in the woods...

\o/ I hope that intro sounds fun to you! I'm certainly excited about it. This will be more of a long term project - both in the fact that it'll be a lot of work to make and because I have other game projects I want to prioritize first, some collab work and some of my own games that are only a couple steps away from completion (Don't Wake the Sleeping Dragon I've not forgotten about you...)

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And that's all for August! I'm looking forward to Summer ending and the start of Fall, maybe I can do some plein air watercolors of the leaves changing color when that time comes :)

[chronomaza]

PLEASE HELP ME FIND THIS GAME!

There is this game that has been HAUNTING me the past while and I can't seem to find a name for. I remember it VERY vividly, it was one of those infinite runner mobile games, except it had a very unique style to it which I'll explain better in a minute. I remember finding it by searching up "cat games" on the appstore sometime roughly 2015 to 2016 and scrolling down a VERY long way. I can remember basically everything about it but the name and who made it.

First, the intro cutscene, which is what I remember the best;

It went something like this (VERY rough sketch, this was done quickly.) I remember the game was in a rather crude, somewhat ugly and old looking 3D style (ya'know, like most older mobile games) but all the models as far as I know were unique and not unity assets.

The title screen opens with the player character (black cat who MIGHT'VE had some white on him, but I'm not 100% sure) eating the dog's food right in front of it as it tugs on it's leash. The cat would taunt it by doing something mean, I think moving the food close to it before moving it away or something like that, can't remember fully, then taking it and eating it by throwing it into the air and catching it.

As soon as the player presses play, the dog suddenly stops tugging on it's leash as it notices it's broken, then looks back at the cat, who promptly freezes just as it's about to take a bite of the dog's food. It then jumps into the air, it's eyes popping out of it's head like a cartoon character, and the gameplay begins as it gets chased.

The camera zooms out, and the cat quickly outruns the dog. You want the dog to stay off screen and as far away from you as possible, because on higher difficulties it'll randomly speed up from time to time or rubberband up to you a little. The dog getting close is warned to the player by the sound of barking, and when it's about to rubberband up to you, there's an alert for the dog coming- I remember this scaring the shit out of me as a kid for some reason so I only played with the dog off most of the time (AKA, easy mode.)

Now for the cool part of the game and why I remember it so fondly; how exactly it worked

There was only one button in the game once the gameplay started, and that was to jump, everything else was controlled by the player tilting their device. Tilting to the right would speed up the cat, and tilting to the left would slow them down. Typically, you want to go as fast as possible, but going faster puts you at risk of running into stuff, which gives you an instant game over as it trips the cat. Sometimes, there'd be windows to jump through inside the house, some of them leading outside onto rooftops where you had to jump over gaps.

What made this game so unique though was how the house you were running though would twist around, the ground going in all sorts of directions, sometimes even upside down. To accommodate for this, the player would have to tilt their device to make it so the cat is still facing upwards, all while making sure they're going fast enough to not get caught. I remember this could get rather difficult sometimes, as the ground could suddenly go in a full loop or bend downwards, causing the cat to rapidly speed up and run into something. There was also an optional "pro" mode where the player could also tilt their device back and forth, causing the cat to move between the foreground and background and risk bumping into things there as well, making it so you had to be extra careful how you titled the device.

I remember loving this game as a kid, and I only deleted it to make room for some other game I really wanted at the time. I can't look through my ipad's history to see what this game is either, because my ipad won't turn on anymore, and I don't even remember what my apple account was- I haven't used anything apple in years. I've been trying to figure out what this game was for years now on and off, but with no luck. Looking up "cat runner" or anything like it only provides subway surfers ripoffs or other old cat related games games (which, ironically, a lot of I played as a kid. Love you cat simulator 2015 <3) and trying to describe the game to google only provides somehow even more unrelated stuff.

I remember this game being rather obscure, so literally any info helps- even if it's just someone else having played this game as a kid because sometimes I swear to god I dreamt this entire thing somehow.

[tanejineri]

no age restriction but we recommend being at least 16 as we are willing to draw blood and slightly gorey things, hell even death and not tag it. if anything goes beyond that, i will label it accordingly

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KNOW YOUR MAKER

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   ABOUT ME

Name - Rosie-Psi (Psi for this account)

DOB (MM/DD/YYYY) - 06/14/2004

Gender - Male

Level of Education - High School Diploma

Occupation - Unemployed

   INTERESTS / FAVORITES

Hobbies - Art (Sketching/Drawing, Animation, Writing), Cooking, uhh i dont fucking know

Books - The Notebook Trilogy (The Notebook, The Proof, The Third Lie [only really on an analysis level]), Warriors (Series), im going to get back to reading i swear

Films - Watership Down (1978), The Prince of Egypt, The Lion King (1994), How To Train Your Dragon [1+2], The End of Evangelion, Hereditary, Spider-Man: [Adjective] the Spiderverse (so all of it), The Fox and the Hound

TV Series - Neon Genesis Evangelion (im not one of those fans i swear), Invincible, Devilman Crybaby, TRON: Uprising, Arcane

Music - MUSE, Radiohead, femtanyl, Periphery, Lapfox Trax/HALLEY LABS, RYUWAVE, RedOgre, Terrorfakt, Converter

Video Games - ULTRAKILL, Rain World, The MOTHER Series (1+2+3), LittleBigPlanet (1+2+3), OFF, Fer.al (R.I.P), Animal Jam, Rhythm Heaven, Needy Streamer Overload

Other - Animals (Mammalia, Reptilia, Aves), Fictional Theology, Music Analysis

   BIO

HI!!! Welcome! I'm quite the nervous wreck sometimes, so I apologize ahead of time if your interactions with me are awkward. I have autism, ADHD, and depression, which can be hard to deal with, and is also often the reason why I am slow on making things. And also why I am so passionate about everything I do. I was also recently diagnosed with OSDD, so if I ever seem off or not myself, then uh. Whoopsies. I am also very jumpy and really suck at reading people I don't feel the vibes with immediately! I apologize for that as well!! AND I APOLOGIZE A LOT-

I got into MOTHER around July of 2019 when I was 15. It has brought out a lot of joy into me and has shaped the way that I am today! I've been creating content for MOTHER since August 2019, but most of it is private and archived. I have gone under multiple aliases, but Tanehineri is the one that has stuck and resonated the most, being the Japanese name for Tanetane island. The 'j' in my name is actually supposed to be pronounced the way you would a 'j' in Spanish, actually!

While MOTHER is no longer a main interest, I am not afraid to say it's my special interest! Whenever I am running out of things to think or create about, the series is there to give me something to occupy my time. I have multiple takes and headcanons, and I'm always open to hear and share my interpretations of these games with other people, so don't be afraid to ask me for my takes on certain aspects!

As an adult, I speak in a manner that wouldn't be very appropriate for a child. So please, if you're speaking with me and you're a minor, let me know! Otherwise I'll be saying vile shit about Pork Trooper or something.

I ran out of things to say, so uh. ENJOY! WELCOME!!! Once again, please don't be afraid to talk with me!

© 2024 tanejineri*

*this is just for flair i dont actually copyright this shit

[hamsamwich23]

⚠️Tw: gr//ming and manipulation⚠️

The fact that Sonia claims that I was harassing her with my call-out post as well as the fact that she'll go and pretend I "turned against her" because I suddenly"hated her for no reason" is so fucking funny (more below)

When we were friends it wasn't like that at all, I never hated her until I realized what she did to me and many people around her. In fact I was in shock when I found out

before I knew about the fucked up shit she did, before I knew about the gross stuff she put in her aus and before I found out she's a fucking gr//mer, when she wasn't, y'know, manipulating me and making me isolate from people and when she wasn't guilt tripping me for stuff I couldn't even control...

She was my friend (or so I thought)

I loved talking to her and I loved hearing about her aus, almost every day we'd talk and I'd listen to her talk about her latest works and her artwork and her ideas

Because a lot of her au concepts were Interesting and fun to learn about, she seemed like a nice person for the most part....

Until I found out about some of them including nasty stuff as well as just, finding out she's a horrible person in general

I was emotionally (platonically) attached to her, which was part of why I was in denial about her grooming me.

I never hated her until now. I considered her one of my closest friends until I found out the truth. So no. This is not something I'm fucking doing out of "hate" or "spite"

I know you can see this Sonia. I know you're stalking my tumblr.

The only thing I really did was not finish something for her for a trade, but that was because she was shit talking me and I called her out on it, I deleted what she made me from my entire phone (I took screenshots of me deleting them). She went on a hiatus for months as well and I had no way to contact her for more information (starting in June) until after September of this year(I like having people active for me to talk to just in case I need answers for something), it was halfway done, over 800 words and I gave what I had to her before I blocked her. She complained that it took her ten minutes to do sketches, but at the same time she told me to take as much time as I needed, and I told her that if I was working too slow she could rush me if needed.

In fact, that was the only reason I didn't block her immediately. I was still working on the rough draft of it (it was a really long one shot, more of a short story), I wanted to keep my end of the deal before cutting her off (even though she literally fucking gr//med me) but I found it even harder to complete, working on it began to disgust me. I wrote over ten pages in the rough draft, I wanted to make it special, and then I find out she hurt me and so many others. If it weren't for my friend blocking her and Sonia running to me to complain about it and guilt trip me, I wouldn't have been able to block her yet. I still would have been stuck working on the stupid thing.

Sonia is just a disgusting person in general, she may be gone from tumblr but it doesn't mean anything. She needs to be held accountable for her actions. She still has a platform on instagram, a privated account, because she's aware that she's been caught.

And yet, this isn't even the most disgusting thing she's done. But I'm not going to get into that yet. Not here. I still don't feel safe knowing Sonia is stalking me still (come to my face instead of just watching me you fucking weirdo)

All I can say is block and report Sonia, avoid her at all costs. Do not harass her, and PLEASE Don't harass her partner. At all. Leave her partner alone

[my-sun-m00n-and-stars]

20 Questions for Fic Writers!

I was tagged by @sinisterexaggerator

I'm not very active on tumblr and I don't think I have anyone else to tag who hasn't done this already, but I thought this would be fun.

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

I joined AO3 just over a year ago, so right now I only have two works. They're the first two entries in my Cad Bane series. A third one is in development, and I plan to start updating it around the new year.

2. What's your total A03 word count?

188,065

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Currently I write for Star Wars only, but I have plans in the future to write a series for Skyrim/Elder Scrolls.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

As I currently only have two, they are:

Sex, Drugs, and Blasters

Credits, Lies, and Betrayal

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I respond to every comment. Any amount of interaction I get is precious to me, especially since this little niche in the fandom is so small.

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Definitely Credits. *Spoilers* OC has an emotional breakup with Jango Fett, succumbs to Bane's seduction, and then gets shot in the chest by said blue bounty hunter.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Sex, Drugs, and Blasters. OC pays off her debt and makes some new bounty hunting friends.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I did get one particularly persistent hater who used multiple accounts to hate on the way I wrote Jango, eventually saying some homophobic stuff I had to delete from the comment section. It was pretty bizarre, but I did decide to take another look at my writing with Jango and made some small changes. It was a weird experience, but I decided to make the best of it.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Oh yes. I'm a big supporter of slow burn, but when it finally reaches that point, I go all-out. So far I have a couple scenes with Jango and one with Bane (my favorite one).

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I don't write crossovers and I'm generally not a fan. However, a couple years ago I read this really fun one that was a Marvel/Clone Wars crossover.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Nope.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No, and I don't think I would be open to it. I wouldn't mind having a beta, though. Sometimes I really need someone else to proof-read.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

I think I gotta go with Captain Swan from Once Upon a Time. That show was crazy, but Emma and Hook were just so good together. Not to mention Hook was HOT.

15. What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I only have one WIP, and that is my Bane slowburn series. However, I do believe I will finish it given enough time. At first I never thought I would start it, and now I have two novels under my belt.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I'm good at planning plots and making things link together. I'm setting up long-term plotpoints in the series whilst juggling smaller plot threads and subplots. I sketch it all out ahead of time so I always know where I'm going.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Sometimes I struggle with coming up with creative description on the spot. I usually have to open thesauruses. My main goal as a writer is to use more figurative language. Then again, I'm only 19 so I still have plenty of room to grow.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I've written several scenes with Mando'a dialogue, and I usually just write it in English and italicize it. If I want to emphasize certain words, I'll say the direct translation, like "cyar'ika".

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Star Wars!

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

Sex, Drugs, and Blasters is my firstborn child, but I think I enjoyed writing Credits, Lies, and Betrayal better.

[venacoeurva]

I currently have 2 commissions left to do (sketch phases atm), there are currently 2 woodcut style ones available still, Ko-Fi IS an option and where more slots are ( https://ko-fi.com/venacoeurva/commissions ), and based on some questions and logistics I thought about here's some changes:

Next week, return clients can order more than one commission at once, they don't have to wait for the next chunk of slots. Max 2, unless all busts or if I'm offering chibis, which can be 3. You don't have to order all of them at once, you can do one each slot cycle, but some people like to do all at once. Those will be treated as one order, but are charged as separate individual commissions within each invoice (unless you order all of them on Ko-Fi, which they handle invoicing, not me)

I will be experimenting with the Saucier ones in the near future. I need to figure out a convenient way to do those if possible, considering I can't use Ko-Fi for that. I may slow reopen on Twitter first as I've done them there before and that site is just generally more successful with taking comms (sans the fact apparently now DMs and posts with the word "commission" (and in my experience, links) sometimes have trouble getting sent and posted due to overly intense anti-spam measures?). Also my account for that is locked and I can vet anyone who ever interacts with it.

Related to the above, when I do open those here, I will initially only be taking that kind of comm from people I've taken commissions from before. Finished pieces will be emailed and posted on my alternatives on Pillowfort/Cohost and maybe Twitter (all accounts for that type of thing have the same name as my side for the uncropped images here, so if you know it already...)

Available Ko-Fi slots is now upped to 10, once those are taken, they'll close until I add more at my own discretion (woodcut is not available there since it's experimental, IM me here about those)

Due to multiple above points, expect longer waiting times if you're further down the order queue.

[lunarmote]

Week 6: What are you doing in Japan?

Week 6. Maybe the title is confrontational, but I meant it as such.

I’ve been thinking about the absurdity of doing a study abroad while doing tourist activities. I have given names/descriptions to the various “lifestyles” one can adopt here, as a student with a year-long visa.

You can treat it as one long travel, foregoing the “student” part of your visa. Your weekends will consist of morning-till-evening trips, you’ve probably been on the Shinkansen 4+ times by now to Tokyo, you’ve flown to Hokkaido and Okinawa, you and your friends have booked an entire onsen in the mountains. (The biggest obstacle to this lifestyle is, of course, money)

Travel lite — you search up all the Michelin restaurants, aesthetic cafes, plush outlets, vintage thrift shops, botanical gardens, and try to squeeze them into the little gaps in your day. You probably have some “top 100 landmarks” list you want to hit or your goal is to do a power-ranking of all cat cafes by the end of your stay.

Attempted balance — You realize you’re staying long-term here and you have to study and past tests, so you establish some kind of routine (an extension of your routine back home). You focus on making close connections with the international students and maybe 1-2 clubs. You cook meals most of the time but make day trips occasionally. You are the most acquainted with the shrine 5 mins away from you but you’ve visited most of the other landmark shrines.

Attempted assimilation — I haven’t actually met anyone with this approach so my sketch will be quite fantastical but… you do all your courses in Japanese, make friends with the locals when possible, spend a lot of time at club meetings. Participate in less flashy, slow-paced, cultural activities but with the same frequency that the natives participate in them. You stay away from one-stop tourist attractions.

There is something about #1 and #2 that make me uncomfortable and I will also have something to say about #4 later. It’s only now, a month-plus in, when I’ve hit a slight dip in energy that I’m able to see #1 and #2 for what they are a bit more clearly. During the honeymoon phase everything sparkles and entices. I told my friend that the granularity of the world changed for me — that in stepping out of Kansai International Airport I suddenly became aware of every pebble on the ground and the texture of every tree trunk, because even as you do not actively take account of these things, your brain “feels” the cloak of familiarity lift. As such, whether I was going to a famous landmark or staying at home trying to count my yen coins produced similar feelings of overwhelm and positive bewilderment.

As you settle into routine, certain things that used to make you pay attention don’t anymore and you start to do things on autopilot. I’ve observed that the way classes are set up at my school is such that you almost never have to interact with Japanese natives at all. You spend your morning in the dorm with international students, your day in class with international students, hang out at a restaurant with international students, go back to the dorm or go to a bar with international students. Faculty-student interactions are in English; PANDA (the equivalent of Canvas) can be translated with a click of Google. You go to Kawaramachi and all the signs are translated into English. I have also noticed the classes I have which introduce some element of interaction between English-speakers and Japanese-speakers always cater towards the former and produces unintentional (?) pressure on Japanese students to exert themselves more as the non-default. The teacher will sometimes chuckle and say “This is how the Japanese are, so modest and unresponsive in class,” providing commentary to those who “get it,” the foreign students who are waiting for a Japanese student to raise their hand.

And of course, the beauty of a program like is is its flexibility, the opportunity for such freedom in interaction choice, travel choice. Yet… I feel like this experience has been too easy for me, as if everything were being delivered on a silver platter.

To tie this back to my earlier point, I think what bothers me is how close and so utterly far assimilation and cultural osmosis are to an international student like me. A lot of it isn’t on us, but a lot of it also is, because an experience is always in the making and pieced together every single day by the actions we take. A statement is made when our finger snaps to the “English” option on ATM machines like a magnet before attempting to make sense of any other part of the machine (which, with its bright icons and interface, can be quite intuitive), we lock on to that which has always served us. The fact that we can afford to, because some part of this world caters to people like us. I am a bit ashamed by my lack of effort sometimes and how kind [some] Japanese are when I launch into broken compensatory English because I’m weighing it to an equivalent experience back in the US. A failure to speak English in the US is usually met with some condescension or at least impatience.

I wonder as I am pacing in front of Yoshida-jinga as identically-dressed schoolchildren hop down the steps, if living among such preserved cultural monuments desensitizes them to the beauty of it, or if it enhances it because they will have had a decade and a half of a lifetime to appreciate it. How many Kyoto natives end up going to university here and among them, how many decide to choose a free afternoon (and rather than simply paying a visit to a shrine), make a “spectacle” out of it in the way that travel brochures advertise a shrine as a day trip? I do not wish to call the telephone poles here, so iconically portrayed in animes, objectively beautiful, though there seems to be no alternative to me. Perhaps the same student studying abroad in California will find our sidewalks beautiful.

But, to comment on #3 and #4 now — how is it even possible to be less trend-driven and more “authentic?” How possible can it really be to live like the locals? More importantly, why would you want to? You are not a local. I am not a local. Certain aspects of being here are [humbly] shocking. My navigation around Japanese society is wobbly at best. The internal experience is one of cultural exchange, not supplantation — we are always reconciling what we know of the world with what we are learning of the world.

On a personal note...

I feel like I am surrounded by people who always know the best restaurants, most beautiful temples, most hip music festivals, and the most picturesque mountain peaks.

I used to wonder why I couldn’t be like them too, until I [am in the process of realizing] I am not really interested in those things.

What am I not interested in? 

What am I interested in? 

Let’s start here. 🙂

I’m not much of a foodie although the idea of sharing a meal with someone is something that tugs on my heartstrings and gives me a reason to live. I don’t taste the food itself. It can be McDonalds or some dish I’ve had a hundred times. The poignancy of a meal can only be measured by the relation of the place, ambience, company, conversation to one another. So it is a little bit strange to me, that picking out all these aesthetic restaurants carries with it some element of “this is going to be great! You’re going to make an experience out of it!” when that sort of judgment can only be made by looking at the past.

As much as I plan to visit as many shrines/temples in Kyoto as possible, I’m not interested in checking off a list or visiting the “most famous” ones. That focus is wrong, to me. I need more space in between to process what I’m looking at and why I’m looking at it. I need more time to connect with the world outside myself and even if this requires me to stay at home and do some research then it’s worth it.

I’m not… hmm…

I’m not interested in doing things with other people all the time. This is future me speaking to present me. I cannot feel it right now, because of FOMO and riding the tailwind of the honeymoon phase, but it’s true. In the end, the decision to come here was entirely my own; I did not know any of these people a month and a half ago; I did not make the decision to come here knowing I would meet them and preserve these memories. We will go our separate ways in the end and I will be left to stew in what I could personally make out of these 5 months.

There are two types of things I came here with: wishes and burdens. I wished to challenge myself and to learn to be more independent. I wished to be more proactive and more others-conscious. I wished to shed expectations of perfection. I wished to take many pictures and draw many drawings. I wished to make people smile. I wished to improve at intercultural communication and Japanese.

I also carried some sadness with me. If you’ve been reading my blog you may know the kinds of things I’m talking about. I’m always hyperconscious of time passing, of how privileged I am in relation to the world, of how much miscommunication exists and how fragile human connections are. I don’t think living in a foreign country for 5 months will remove this sadness, but I am hoping for more perspective, more humility, and more strength. This stuff... requires a lot of reflexivity. A willingness to tolerate (in Dr. Alan Robarge’s words, “the acid of loneliness”) and alchemize it into solitude, the intentional, purposeful state of being with yourself.