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Update (more like me rambling than an actual update, tbh)
Hope y'all are doing alright! I saw my inbox filled with asks and kind words (y'all are the best, as always), and I'll start answering everything once I wrap up Chap 2, Part 2. I want to focus fully on writing so I can get you the whole chapter before March at least, haha.
I'm gonna start correcting what I've written so far to avoid ending up with 100k words to fix all at once. We're about 50% through Chap 2, Part 2 (38k words, but it'll probably hit 40k with corrections). There are branches that have messed with my brain because I wanted to include scenes for each RO, but I don't regret it. I love games with lots of replayability (is that how we say it?), so I want mine to offer that too.
Chap 2, Part 2 will have a ton of branches for each RO, plus the option if you're not pursuing anyone, so it might take a while to get that full chapter out. I honestly don't know how other authors keep track of so many branches! I've always respected them as a reader/player, but being the one writing makes me wanna hand my future kids over to those incredible authorsâŠ
On top of that, I'm dealing with another issue. I've been writing so much that I think I'm slowly slipping into that "They gaze at her and say," "They take the paper and it falls" vibe (is that even a thing? Idk). You know, the kind of writing with no real description. I find myself double-checking everything to make sure the descriptions are 'good,' and I think I'll just play some IFs when I got time, to help me regain my groove without turning phrases all weird (I hate reading books, that's why I'm gonna play IFs). This is making me slow down a bit.
I've been pushing myself to write at least 4-5k words each day for the past 3 (4?) months, and I think I shouldnât have done that. I'm putting pressure on myself without even realizing it. It's only when I end up with 'only' 3k words that I start feeling upset and push through to hit minimum 4k. I'm feeling good for now and don't mind writing that much, but I really don't want to wake up one day and boomâburnout. A Ko-fi member and some folks in my inbox have kindly reminded me to take breaks and take my time, so I think I'll slow down a bit. Like, maybe aim for 3k words?
I've been writing for years, (started on Wattpad in French, and yeah, it was⊠something) so no worries about the game going on hiatus or anything. I love writing, especially interactive stuffâso basically IFs, haha. Just wanted to keep you in the loop!
Anyway, this ended up way longer than I intended. Stay safe, don't forget to eat your greens, stay hydrated, and all that! <3
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It's been months ik, but I came on here cuz I wanna talk about the Tik Tok ban đ„Č. Most of y'all seen my Tik Tok story when I said I'll try and just download all of my content, and move my new content over to shiftblr. I'll try at least, haven't looked into it yet but unfortunately the clock is ticking and so is the end of one of my favorite apps like ever đđ I'll miss Tik Tok so much y'all on my god.
I put SO many hours behind my account, and I've met such irreplaceable and kind people on there that I doubt I'll be able to connect with the same once Tik Tok is gone, is that pessimistic? I don't know I just think Tik Tok has such an open atmosphere that makes having such a tight knit community like shifters so easy and just easy rolling. It's sad. I guess this gives us room to sort out specific issues however, like specifically shifters who specifically rely on Tik Tok for all of their shifting media, motivation, information or tip, whatever. Obviously there's apps like this one so the problem isn't completely gone, but Tik Tok being gone is bound to at least aid someone SOMEHOW.
That's just my opinion anyway, as a shifting content creator for a couple of years - I've met some very Internet-relying shifters that I think maybe a break from the main source of media could help. Like take me for example, I'm never ever active anywhere other than Tik Tok 99% of the time. Instagram, Tumblr, and whatever else social media I have atm, I never use them because Tik Tok is the biggest gateway to my shifting community that I just don't feel the urgency to spread that out to other social medias.
Tik Tok gives some insane reach for people who want to speak their minds and just communicate with others, which is why I'm so sad to see it go. However, I am veryyyy happy to know that at least Tik Tok is deciding to take themselves down instead of letting America practically rip it from their ownership or ban it. That's one helluva choice, and I respect it all the way, it's badass man đ.
I'll look into moving all of my content onto here if it's possible, so expect a spam of content from me on here in case I DO end up figuring out how. Thank you for everything and everything you guys seriously. I love you all.
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Wait ok here's the plot to the story (I bet other people have thought of this is a very generic plot) but I won't ever write it because I just wouldn't want to try and figure out butt stuffđ
Uhh proceed with the warnings that there's corse language, very light smut, some fluff, and then someđ
but it starts when they're in the teachers lounge and Jacob mentions Goldilocks and what not and melissa goes "if a girl broke into my house ate my food and slept in my bed, yeah id eat her ass." Or whatever.
so reader, you, is a fucking comedian or whatever so later that night you do exactly that! You quite literally break into Melissa Schemmenti's house!
And so she wakes up once she registers the smell of her leftovers from dinner, and that woman knows her cooking in one whiff. So you though leave the small eaten plate and dance around her, knowing the lay out from the few times you had been over.
Let me clear here though you guys are friends, not close but comfortable. And with a woman like her you obviously caught feels, hence why your breaking in trying to get her to eat your ass.
This was honestly insane if you asked anyone else, you could've easily told her how you felt but this was another way I guessđ€·ââïž
so after managing to get your way up into her room, you had another number planned inside your honestly brilliantly scheme. You untie your black sneaky coat and think Sabrina Carpenter tour outfits. You're basically in one of those cute pieces or whatever you find on Pinterest to help see the vision (it's what I do for everything).
you then crawl to the middle of her bed and wait patiently for her to finish searching her entire home. And when she does she's shocked to see you in her bed. "Hun, what the fuck?!" She shook her head in disbelief. Who wouldn't, you broke in.
Now you're a bold person in this story. You don't back down easily and you get mostly everything you want by your own way. Ava loved you when you mentioned how good you were at it. It's why she hired you, in return you have to do a few things here and there.
Anyways though you look at her and you tell her you wanted to see if she would.
"Would what?"
"Eat the girls ass if she broke in, ate your food, and slept in your bed."
She was dumbfounded in that moment. What the fuck? Was she dreaming? You could see the blankness and decided to fix that. You slipped from the bed, letting her see you in that outfit you chose and so that's when shit clicks.
Y'all are kissin'.
Touchin'.
Basically fuckin'.
And then she does. She eats your ass. And she likes it. And I mean she really likes it. And fuck so do you cus if your reading this knowing it's about butt stuff you gotta either be curious or into it and I guess since I'm writing this a part of me has to be if I'm writing it so actually-
Anyways so you both really fucking like it and it's not until she's fucking you in the ass with a strap. Her fingers reaching around you and fucking you there. Her palm bumping your clit, oooh child you were feeling this. And you guys went for a good minute too like she fucked you like a slut you were for her and same really like same.
So the next morning, she wakes you with soft kisses to your face, completely contrasting the woman she was the night before. "How are you feeling, baby?"
You were confused as to when you went from hun to baby but you assumed it was sometime after you blissed out. "Goldilocks never stood a chance." You groaned, yet your arms slipped around her bare waist and you hurried your head into her chest.
"Well, maybe you'll double think breaking into people's homes."
Your head came back up, "first of all this is the first house I've broken into. I just got lucky the bear was you."
"Yeah, but next time maybe just ring the doorbell instead of making me search my entire home."
"Awfully a lot of complaining for someone who was saying they just couldn't get enough of me last night." You softly laughed under her.
Her eyes narrowed down for a second. "We have work in a few hours. Do you need to go home and get something to wear?" She changed the topic.
"No, as planned I have a bag in my car. I'm very good with making sure things go as planned if you couldn't tell yet." Your lips curled into a cocky smirk.
That morning you both spent together spinning around and getting ready. Passing kisses to bare skin as you left putting on anything more than a bra and underwear till the very end. Neither of you could keep your hands to yourselves. Not after...
To end it, nobody at work had noticed your slight hobble as they were too busy focused on the volunteers.
Another bonus is Deandra had tried to put one single move on you at the end of the day Friday and Melissa had pulled you away almost instantly, throwing the excuse that you had a dinner date to get to together. It ended up being your first date and it's a so forth storyđ
#reader insert#melissa schemmenti x reader smut#melissa schemmenti smut#melissa x reader#melissa schemmenti x reader#melissa schemmenti#abbot elementary#abbot
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#<- THESE WERE MY THOUGHTS THE ENTIRE TIME CAUSE WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO HIM#WHY WOULD U PUT HIM THROUGH THIS PLEASE NO#in the two ive seen he just going *through* it too#neither of them are finished i think and hes still just at that point where he is having the worst time of his life whilst grieving#AND ITS MAKING ME SAD#đđ#im so glad ur creating a fic where they both live cause so far the closest ive gotten to that is just. ghost geta#(he doesnt even interact with Caracalla he just kinda can watch his brother from beyond the grave until they meet again đđ)#i need more ppl to please let him keep his twin đ#well some ppl do but its purely incestuous smut so not what im looking to read ngl
THIS IS JUST HORRIBLE WHAT ARE OTHER PEOPLE DOING TO MY TWO SONS. WHY ARE THEY BEING MISTREATED. LET THEM BE TOGETHER AND HEAL AND GROW UP. to the degrees they can anyway. looking at Caracalla with so much love but also shaking my head
I love that you mention the ghost Geta story specifically as like, a near-midground between whatever the hell I'm doing and whatever the hell these other people are doing because it's actually the only story I'm peripherally aware of and it seemed sweet??? by what I saw??? But yeah no my heart cannot take any more grief and tragedy I'm straight up the hard rocky road along to FIX-ITS ONLY NOBODY DIES I WILL DIG YOUR COLD DEAD CORPSE UP MYSELF IF I HAVE TO AND IF IT HURTS ON THE WAY TO REDEMPTION THEN THE PAIN IS JUSTIFIED BY ITS GOALS
Also laughing at the last bit like. Of course it's y'all freaks who are putting weight on the side of "both twins survive" scale again. Our options, apparently: Caracalla dies because fixing him is too hard, Geta dies because Geta died and/or plot reasons(?? are there other people out there killing Geta I feel like Geta gets saved on principle), and nobody dies but it's by the graces of horny.
I don't know how and why this keeps happening, but no matter what fandom I'm in, I'm somehow always aligned with the brotherfucking group. And I keep doing the same thing every place I go, too, where it's like, I'm so aware of that happening to the left of me but my interests are squarely like an inch to the right, so I end up just awkwardly shuffling next to the incest writers like
and sweating profusely while at it.
I guess this fandom is not helped by the fact that the accusation of incest kind of comes with the title of Emperor and the franchise itself has leaned into it very heavily. Romans have left us a legacy.
And just the fact also that last time I posted something, there wasn't even a platonic tag for Geta and Caracalla.
Which gives me the freedom to rant about a tangent - I feel so weird about tagging my shit on AO3 because of the way I see their relationship. I thought about this when I posted my first fic, like, should I just go ahead and be the change the world needs to see with the & tag instead of /? And I deliberately went no, because it isn't exactly what I'm writing, either, and it somehow feels less accurate than the /. It's been a PAIN to tag for this fandom with these two, because I don't think what I'm writing or what I'm seeing is platonic, in the sense that people expect platonic to be, or in the sense that any healthy normal relationship would be. Tagging my fics with an & makes me worry I'm going to unintentionally trigger the shit out of someone who came there looking for something that it absolutely wasn't. But the relationship also isn't romantic or sexual by a long shot. It's something really fucked up in a grey area that isn't even between those two things but a category on its own. When your dedicated, devoted, loving and emotionally exclusive partnership is with a person who isn't a romantic partner but isn't not a partner at the same time. What the fuck do you even call that. I instinctively go with the slash tag, but by doing that, I'm misleading literally everybody who reads my stories, because slash implies there's going to be sexual or romantic content. But there isn't and it wasn't intended to be read that way per se, either. And queerplatonic still to me heavily implies no blood relation and referring to a sibling relationship as queer inherently gives off not great vibes, not that there was a relationship tag for that even if it fit somehow. It's just in that weird fucking no man's zone, off the charted maps.
Like. There's platonic, dedicated, loving relationships off to the right from where I'm sitting. They exist but there's a degree of sanity involved in that which is NOT found between these two. Then there's the brotherfucking community to the left doing their own thing. And then there's me in the middle, writing about twins who I can best describe as being one soul that the gods separated into two bodies.
What. The fuck. Do you call that. When you're tagging.
How do I categorise my stories without misleading literally everybody all of the time. It's horrible. I'd post my content without tagging it as ANYTHING if that was a viable course in terms of finding readership, but it isn't.
I love that one of my dream careers would be in archiving, given how much I clearly suck at the job already.
unhinged concept (I'm entering that stage): Lucilla actually does adopt Geta and Caracalla which ruins Acacius's life but also makes him their step-father and they finally get an actual father figure who teaches them how the fuck to hold swords and not be the worst people ever.
and we just cancel Macrinus entirely, which, I don't know what the hell happens to Lucius but that's someone else's unhinged concept to worry about.
And we put Caracalla on a leash because the boy cannot behave. That's no way to treat your mother
#writing talk#incest tw#hey no wait we do have a fourth category in terms of survivorship.#We have âboth brothers are deadâ and I wrote a whole fic for that one.#This is not exactly an improvement but it... sure exists as an option LMAO
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DIY Santa pt.2
Daryl Dixon x F!Reader
Summary: Part 2 to 'DIY Santa', after walking Judith home, you run into 'Santa' and you both elaborate a little bit on your 'Christmas wishes'
Setting: Alexandria
Warnings: Suggestive content but nothing too explicit
Word Count: 2,455
A/N: OKAY OKAY IM SORRY HERE IT IS FUCK ! In my defence, I'll say in twd they lost track of days and yes I am posting this on janurary 11th but for all we know, they could have celebrated Christmas in Janurary because they don't know the date ! Lol but fr sorry this took so long, I just couldn't figure out exactly how I wanted it to go. And I was in a bit of a writing slump after Christmas, then school started and ugh idk. But I'm back now and I've got tons of ideas and I think I wanna open up requests ??? We'll see... anyways, I hope y'all enjoy this very very very late part two to my little Christmas one shot !!!
(Divider made by me :) )
âWhat did you ask Santa for?â Judith asked as she swung your interlocked hands. Laughing, you told her, âI asked Santa to make sure your wish comes true.â You looked down at the little girl and gave her a big smile. She squealed in excitement and began making plans for you two to go on daily loops of the neighborhood when she got her new skates. You zoned out a bit as she went on, thinking about if you had maybe been too forward with Daryl. Maybe he wasnât really looking for anything, just flirting with you out of boredom. You made a plan to try and avoid him for the next few days, in hopes that the possible awkwardness will diffuse by the next time you have to go on a run together.
As the two of you finally reached Rick and Michonneâs porch the sun had set, leaving the streets of Alexandria in a dark blue hue. Michonne opened the door and Judith ran inside to tell Rick all about seeing Santa. âThanks again for taking her, she insisted that you were the one to do it.â Michonne laughed. âIt was really no trouble at all, definitely worth it to see Daryl dressed up as Santa.â You laughed in response. âAnd by the way, she wants rollerskates and a jump rope for Christmas.â You whispered to Michonne. âAh well, I think I can make a jump rope happen.â You were both thankful that Judith had kept her Christmas wishes simple. âYeah, shouldnât be too hard to find. I think I remember seeing rollerskates at that old sports supply store a few towns over. I was gonna grab those for her, Iâll look for a jump rope while Iâm out.â The lack of sun was making the air even colder and unfortunately, you had opted for just jeans and a thin long sleeve today. You wrapped your arms around yourself to try and keep warm as you two spoke.
âThat would be amazing if you could! God, itâs cold. Do you wanna come in for a minute? We have some soup left over if you want any.â She kindly offered. As enticing as that sounded, you wanted nothing more than to curl up in your own bed and read a bit before going to sleep. You had recently found yourself a thick fluffy comforter that was absolute heaven on the colder nights. âThanks for the offer, but Iâm gonna head back, found some new books the other day Iâve been dying to start.â You gave her a warm smile and she gave you a hug before you turned to leave.
The slight wind from earlier began to pick up as you trudged down the street and back to your house. It was so quiet outside, almost like it was just another normal day and there werenât dead people walking around just outside these walls. It made you think of before, and the evenings when you would walk home from your grandparentâs house after dinner, the street lights flickering as you walked down the empty streets listening to music. You would give anything to be able to do that just one more time. As you walked past the gazebo, you saw the last family leaving. Daryl stood up and stretched as Carol began to clean up. You slowed your pace just a bit as you got closer. You werenât planning on stopping, but you were hoping you could get a sense of how Daryl was feeling after that interaction. Hopefully, he would wave if he saw you?
Daryl waved Carol off, telling her that he would take care of it. As she turned to leave, she spotted you, calling out âHi (Y/N)! Thanks for stopping by!â You gave her a smile and a nod as you continued walking. Daryl hadnât said anything, so you assumed he had felt weird about what happened. You began to pick up your pace just a bit before you heard, âHey!â Turning around, you saw Daryl at the gazebo waving you over. Maybe it hadnât been as awkward as you thought⊠hopefully.
You slowly turned and headed in the direction of the gazebo, its dull twinkling lights being the only thing shining through the dark. As you approached, Daryl slowly walked towards you. When you two finally met at the steps, he gave you a warm smile. âI hope Jude had a good time meetinâ Santa.â He said, with air quotes around the âSantaâ. You laughed a warm laugh and replied, âYeah, I think she did. Not sure if she actually believed you were âSantaâ, but I think she had fun.â He chuckled and a small silence filled the space between you, but it didnât feel awkward. If anything, it kinda feltâŠcomfortable. You looked down at your feet, trying yet again to hide the warmth on your cheeks. The wind blowing around you making it cold enough that you had to wrap your arms around yourself again.
âOh, here, lemme give ya this,â Daryl said, running up the steps to grab his coat. As he came back to you, you tried to argue, âNo, really it's fine, Iâm not that cold.â But the chatter in your teeth told him otherwise. âYou donât always gotta be like that,â He said, as he walked behind you to drape his coat over your shoulders. When he positioned himself back in front of you, he grabbed the two sides and pulled them tighter around you. âLike what?â You asked, confusion obvious in your voice. âYa know, like yer always fine and dun need help. Puttinâ others ahead of yerself.â He chuckled, âI know yer gonna say now that I need it more than ya do, and yer warm enough with that thin long sleeve on.â
âI was not gonna say thatâŠâ you tried to retort, but he knew you better than that. He gave you a knowing look and you couldnât hold back your smile. âI would have worded it differently.â You both chuckled and returned to the silence, just staring into each other's eyes. It was almost pitch black out now, but the dim glow of the moon and the string lights lit the small area around you. Daryl looked angelic in the soft warm light, and you couldnât keep yourself from breaking eye contact to look at his lips. He smirked, the movement bringing you back to reality. âSo what does Santa want for Christmas?â you tried, being half flirty, but also half serious. Talk about someone who's hard to get gifts forâŠ
âI think Santa,â he started, stepping closer to you. You kept your arms wrapped tightly around yourself and looked up at him through your lashes as he got close enough that you could feel just a whisper of his hot breath on your face. The smell of cigarettes brushed past your nose as he continued, âWould like to find his Ms.Claus fer Christmas.â You tried not to look shocked as he spoke in a low tone. As cool as you could, you leaned closer to him and whispered, âIs that so?â He smirked at you again and gently reached up to brush a strand of hair out of your face. His fingers were soft but warm, and that warmth burned through you as he moved his hand to cup the side of your head. âMhm,â he replied as he leaned in towards your face.
You were so close now, that your noses almost touched. Every exhale he made swept across your face like the wind from a flame at a campfire. The smell of cigarettes had never smelled so enticing before, and you felt like you could get a buzz just from breathing him in. You werenât sure if time had actually slowed, or if you were just so comfortable around him that the silence wasnât noticeable. You opened your mouth slightly, to breathe out âThatâs funny, because what I really wanted for Christmas was to be Ms. ClausâŠâ
If time had been slowed before, now someone had hit fast forward. It happened so quickly but so smoothly that you didnât even have time to register what was going on. At some point, Daryl had wrapped his free hand around your waist and pulled you in closer. Using that hand that was cradling your head, to tilt it slightly upwards so that your lips landed right on his. He tasted sweeter than you would have thought, and you basked in the taste for a moment before you started to match his movements. It was a tender and gentle kiss, but you could feel the need and desire behind it. Like it was second nature, you unwrapped your arms from around your sides and brought your hands up to his head, tangling your fingers in his long locks. He moaned slightly into your mouth, causing you to grip and tug lightly at his hair.
He exhaled roughly and gripped your waist tighter, pulling you into him as much as he could. You felt yourself slightly leaning in his grip, your knees beginning to feel like they would give out. The way you moved against each other was like a practiced dance, like you had been doing this for years and didnât know any different. It felt right, and you didnât understand how you had survived before without this. Slowly, he broke the kiss and pulled back enough to rest his forehead against yours. The both of you were so out of breath, that you just stood there for a moment, exhaling into each other's mouths.
When you finally came back down, you removed your hands from his hair and rested them on his shoulders. He moved his to the small of your back, thumbs gently rubbing in soothing circles. âI think my Christmas wish just came trueâŠâ You whispered to him, this time not trying to hide your blush or bite back your smile. âMine tooâ He replied, mirroring your grin. He leaned down again to quickly peck you on the lips before grabbing the fallen coat on the ground. You had been so mesmerized in the moment, that you didnât even notice it falling off. âNow let's get ya home. Itâs too cold for a pretty little thang like ya out here.â He chuckled as he put the coat back on you.
You looked at him with so much love and adoration that it made his heart flutter. He put his arm around your shoulder and the two of you walked toward your house. The walk was short and quiet, the two of you basking in the silence of the world. All the houses were dark as you walked down the sidewalk, and the moon was now the only source of light. As you approached your house, you both walked up the steps and you turned to look at him as you rested your back against the door. He leaned down to rest one hand above your head and gently grabbed your waist with the other.
Smiling, he spoke in a low voice, âNow are you gonna invite me in? Or am I gonna have ta come down yer chimney?â You couldnât help but giggle. You glanced down at your feet for a moment, trying to calm your heart rate, before looking up at him and biting your lip. Slowly, you leaned in, looking up at him through your lashes, âIâll invite you in,â taking a beat to stare at his lips before making eye contact again and continuing, âIf you promise to also come down my chimneyâŠâ With that he moved his hand from above your head to the doorknob, holding your waist so you didnât fall as he opened the door.
The next morning the two of you tried to stagger your exits in hopes of preventing rumors from spreading around the small community. Daryl had left out your back door about thirty minutes earlier, while you took a little extra time to get ready (and to dress yourself carefully enough to hide the marks on your neck). As you left the house, you spotted Carol and Judith in the garden and headed their way.
âHi Jude!â You called out as you approached the two. âAunt (Y/N)!â she shouted as she ran towards you to give you a hug. You knelt down to catch the little girl and picked her up. She started telling you all about the tricks she was gonna do with her new jump rope when she got it as you walked toward Carol. âThanks again for setting all that up.â You told her as you set Judith down. âOf course! Iâm glad you had fun.â She replied then looked down at Judith. The two of them shared a look that confused you. âWhat?â you said, laughing. The two of them looked at you and then back to each other, Judith bursting out in laughs while Carol tried to hold hers in. âOh nothing,â Carol said as she looked back again at Judith, the little girl unable to stop giggling.
âAunt Carol said she saw Aunt (Y/N) kissing Santa Claus!â The little girl squealed before running to hide behind Carol, her laughs never ceasing. You stared at Carol with a shocked look and were speechless. You tried to stutter some sort of explanation, but nothing was coming out. âI-Um-It wasnât-We just-â Every sound you made just made it worse. Little Judith started skipping around the garden in circles chanting, â(Y/N) kissed Santa Claus! (Y/N) kissed Santa Claus!â You tried to hide your face with your hands in embarrassment, âOh my God.â Was all you could finally say. âOh honey,â Carol said, placing a hand on your shoulder. âWeâve all been wondering when it would finally happenâ You dragged your hands down your face before meeting her eyes. âI also saw that Santa spent the night, but we can keep that between usâ She whispered in your ear.
âOH MY GOD. OKAY. BYE! SEE YOU GUYS LATER!â You said as you turned and walked away. You could hear the two of them laughing behind you as you speed-walked away. You turned back and rolled your eyes at them in a playful way so that they knew you werenât upsetâŠjust embarrassedâŠvery embarrassed. You couldnât wait to see Daryl later and find out how they had harassed them. Your heart sped up at the thought of seeing him again, sure it may be a bit embarrassing to feel like a schoolgirl in love, but it also felt good. Like finally, your heart was starting to beat again after having been still since the world ended. Your Christmas wish definitely came true.
eeee okay I hope y'all liked it <3 I only proof read this once so I will go back in and edit it more later today, I just didn't wanna wait any longer posting this !!! ok I love you all <333
(ps also should I make a tag list ? Like would anyone even be interested in being notified the 2 times a year I post ? lol)
#daryl dixon#twd daryl#daryl#twd daryl dixon#the walking dead#daryl dixon x reader#daryl fanfiction#daryl dixon oneshot#daryl x reader
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how it's going
I am delighted so far by the responses to the post about signing up to beta/cheer-read the solarpunk tallship bisexuals novel I've decided to really give a go this year-- if you missed it, this is the post-- I have gone through and added everyone who signed up so far and it's a lovely mix of names I know and names I don't, not so many people it'd be hard to keep track and not so few that I'm worried about burning somebody out or totally winding up relying on one poor reader to keep my sanity going. I am also always pumped to get a lurker to de-lurk and say hi, not that there's anything wrong with lurking, I've got a few spaces where I lurk because that's what I need from that space. But it's always nice to be able to like, relate to somebody, y'know?
Not that you can really talk a lot in a google doc. I admit a lot of what's kept me going on Witcher has been having various little Discord threads where I can paste in whatever line I'm smug about, or that I'm stuck on for workshopping, and having a conversation about it, and not having that (I have a thread going in a Witcher discord but since it's off-topic it's kind of... well, low-traffic). I don't know if it's feasible to make a new Discord so I probably won't. But.
Anyway I will at some point turn that form off, but it seems to have worked pretty well so far as a method for adding people specifically to the doc, and I will leave it open and keep checking it for a little longer if any of y'all reading this were on the fence about signing up. I just can't rattle around alone in that doc and still keep my momentum. I'm only up to chapter three or so and the main plot hasn't even started but there's thusfar been at least one really confusing action sequence and I've realized that I've got a serious case of zero visual information being conveyed, so that's been helpful. Even with only a couple of readers-- ha, even the last couple of hours before I started adding people to the doc it had already done a lot of its job because I started proofreading with an audience in mind, which in my case tends to improve readability, which is what I want.
Listen, there's a noble purpose in telling stories for their own sake to yourself, but the idea of telling a story so that others can understand it is important to and I value it highly. So. That's what this is about.
So I've got a few people poking around in there with me and I feel much better about life and have some hopes I might make it over the hump into a real plot now, LOL.
But I think I'm gonna snippet post, which I haven't much with this work yet! (Have I? I forget. I started it in the fugue state of pre-holiday fuckery last year so who knows.)
bah i can't find a good snippet. well, here's a recently-composed one anyway.
As they approached the ship, Tom said, âYouâll tell the others, yeah? Simmons didnât know. It ainât his fault.â âI donât know as itâll help,â Keller said. âTheyâre mighty displeased about how you been treated. It reflects on them, yâknow?â âItâs not so bad,â Tom said. âIâd rather be here than escorting the Barka convoy back to Subia in Jeanette all by my lonesome knowing damn well Righteous is waiting there for me with a bone in her teeth. No thank you, Iâd rather not be set up on a suicide run like that. And you know if I got killed in a fourteen-gun sloop facing down a bloody-minded forty-gun privateer theyâd tut-tut and say a proper Subian gentleman couldâve won.â âOh sir,â Keller said. âYou know theyâd say that,â Tom said. âYou know they would. No thank you, I will take my lumps and stick with Haines and Iâll thank you not to force me to defend poor Simmons the entire time. It werenât none of his doing, Henry Keller, but that donât mean I want to have to argue with the rest of you lot about him every blessed day of this commission.â âHeâs also an ignorant sod,â Keller pointed out. âIt donât signify,â Tom said. âYou know me and Yardley wonât let no harm come to the ship.â âOh, Yardley,â Keller said. âI forgot heâs aboard. Heâs been scarce.â Tom rolled his eyes. âHeâs taking it well, too,â he said. He rummaged through the few parcels heâd brought back, and pulled out a bag and handed it over to Keller. âShare that out with your mess-mates,â he said. âAnd tell them-- it ainât his fault, at all.â Keller took the bag with pleasure-- it was candy, Tom knew theyâd have liked liquor better but he didnât dare risk them being found with it and punished, with Simmons and not him in charge, so candy was safer. Keller looked back up at Tom, weatherbeaten face crinkled with a grin, and said, with a wry, grudging concession, âIâll tell them.â
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give me mezzos or give me death.
well maybe not death but severe annoyance in the amount of productions casting tenors/countertenors in roles that were written for mezzos or sopranos.
#this Operablr Pride Month has been a little rough as far as the research goes#i love discovering all the new-to-me operas people suggested#but wow it is hard to find info on the older baroque stuff#and yeah i know baroque castrati roles are a free for all but i still do prefer mezzos#and BESIDES that any roles that was ACTUALLY WRITTEN BY THE COMPOSER TO BE PERFORMED BY AN ACTUAL MEZZO OR SOPRANO#SHOULD BE SUNG BY A MEZZO OR SOPRANO!!#opera is so gay but the opera production world is so full of homophobes -_-#anyway that's how i'm doing how have y'all been
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àžàžàčàžàžàčàž«àž (kon baep hnai) - Mix Sahaphap / àžàčàžłàž„àžČàžą (nam laay) - Silly Fools
BONUS SCRUNCH :>
#thkedit#the heart killers#the heartkillers#kantbison#fadelstyle#asianlgbtqdramas#tuserrowan#userjamiec#userbon#tusersilence#tuserhidden#fordaniseyes#my gifs#my edits#mine: the heart killers#a bunch of y'all will know nam laay from fourth and ford covering it for msp#it's a little perkier than the original#anyway i'm sure the futs soundtrack which is about dating an impossible person and nam laay#which is about assuming things about someone based on other peoples words have been used for nooooo reason at aaaall#i am god's strongest soldier btw do you know how many times i had to replay this scene to get the timing for the lyrics#i had to actually use my EARS. the horror.#but i thought folks would enjoy knowing exactly what parts/lyrics were used
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Figured I'd try my hand at some Redacted character post/text edits!
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Credit to @/sainthowlzon for all the Listener icons, and to @/elisacaleisa for their google drive with all the canon icons!
(slightly alternative version of the Solaires' GC edit below the cut bc i had a lil too much fun with what Vincent would name his contacts)
#redacted audio#redacted asmr#redacted memes#redactedverse#redacted sam#redacted darlin#redacted vincent#redacted honey#redacted guy#redacted azmidi#redacted sweetie#redacted david#redacted asher#redacted treasure#redacted porter#redacted alexis#redacted william#*slaps post* *flextape meme guy voice* now THAT's a lotta characters!#good Lord these were hard to figure out ALT text for. anyone more experienced with describing images feel free to lmk if i did it wrong#i'm trying to both give credit to the images source (when there even is one. text screenshots are usually source-less when i find them)#And to explain what the original images said. And how I edited them. And who's speaking in what message and aaaaaaa ...i Tried#breaking away from my old style of edits by actually changing the OP's handles to suit the characters. but i'm not creative enough to think#-of cool ones so it's just gonna be their names most of the time probably lmao. but i'll leave the original ones unedited if they happen-#-to fit like the Darlin' one did. and sometimes there Is no handle/url in the image to begin with so. i'm playing it by ear#still gonna put credit to the OPs in the ALT text when i can tho. anyways. that's enough overanalyzing meme edits for one night#i spent way too much time on these so i sure do hope that some of y'all find them funny#and as usual with these kinda edits i really hope i'm not accidentally making any that have been done before!#if i ever make a duplicate of someone else's i swear its not intentional i just dont have time to scour the fandom for every existing edit#also i know that's not how iMessages are formatted but i had to find a way to make it clear who's POV we're seeing the convo from so yeah
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here's 18-19 year old aang sketches. been hearing aang is ugly discourseâno he ain't. he was just 12.
#i really wanted to take part in zukaang bingo but the urge to art struck me a little later#i still might make something else later#enough art for now#i'd try to participate in maiko week but i'm not sure#it's smack in the middle of end semester exams#ink blot#avatar fanart#avatar the last airbender#atla#artists on tumblr#fanart#avatar aang#why did i never use the pencil brush before?!?! i seriously have a personality flaw where i just don't explore stuff.#can you believe i've been using the same fucking brush for lineart ever since i started digital art?#anyways! i don't know how the pencil brush would feel like if i go for colours but this is impeccable.#I have more control over stuff and i love the result#so#i have promised myself i'd be fucking off this hellsite because i have a huge backlog of work that needs to be done#and i'm presently suffering from âcan't help but artâ. so#yeah. y'all would probably see me around maiko week. byeee!#if i deprive myself of drawing for too long it bursts out of me like this where i do nothing but draw#not healthy at all
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Oooo starstruck dee has little stars at the bottom of her feet! Are they just aesthetic or would they make imprints into the ground? (like pawprints)
exactly like that! though she's not the only one...
edit: might need to add some additional dialogue to this to make it more clear, but a clarification in the interim; he knows about his own footprints. he's just surprised to see something similar already there when he knows he's only just landed. he lifts his own shoe to confirm that they're not identical (and also to reveal this to the viewer). seems his stoicism beat off the clarity in this one, sorry đ
#meta knight#starstruck dee#have had this one sitting around for *months* while i bit my nails on posting it#and then i thought maybe i *shouldn't* during the shipaganza bc it's not a direct prompt; though i do think you can read it that way#and for ~Reasons~ i needed to post this one sooner rather than later so i had to bite the bullet.#though meta knight has understandably been the second most prompted. they do indeed have the Funnest Possible Dynamic for it#stoic guy and the bug eyed little Creature he doesn't really trust as far as he could throw her (long long way)#so just to clarify this one is NOT for the shipaganza but you can read it that way if you want to#this is just a canon scene between them from her storyline. this is just something they canonically share. starry eyed idiots.#also fwiw i think i probably picked up the shoe-patterns for the knights from postitnotes7#been a headcanon in the back of my mind for a long while but i'm pretty sure i osmosis'd it from their work#especially after drawing post's designs so much for the hnkss. i temporarily forgot how i used to draw their armour ngl#and also btw starstruck deetectives psspsps#i'm planning a much better post about this later (probably in march) but i'm going to start using this tag for Important Posts for y'all#đđ#<- for the starstruck deetectives when there's something significant in the post.#i worry about making it 'too easy' but also want stuff to be accessible. it's just for fun? the OC lore game! ARG but it's just my oc.#that would be fun right? maybe? is that too indulgent? i could probably pull it off if folks were actually interested enough to participate#anyway!! go to bed starflung#also if you read this far: anon is open again! still open for shipaganza prompts but i'm not gonna be finished them in february đ
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Some bois (from a show I haven't seen in years) (Also please click for better quality, Tumblr keeps scrunching my pics >_>)
First page:
lil Greg! lil guy
rare portrait of Wirt looking neither worried or exasperated (his face just settles into those expressions so nicely okay)
Greg sees something (what do he see?), and frankly Wirt would rather not investigate (places to be, please)
shading didn't come out quite right, but it was only a matter of time before I tried drawing Wirt looking truly wide-eyed and terrified at something, let's be honest
Second page:
little brother is not quite little enough to be comfortably held by his brother's antlers Dialogue transcription: Wirt: AAAAOWOWOWOWOWOWOW Greg: oops (small arrow pointing to Greg: a little too heavy)
Flower crowns! So many flower crowns!!!
Third page: technically the second page I did, but I wanted to finish the post with it, so here you go; he's a perfectly nice young man, really, just. just a little off. just a bit. he don't bite (probably)
#eggin creatin'#otgw#over the garden wall#otgw fanart#otgw wirt#otgw greg#beast wirt#so first I found an angsty fic#hey that's how I wound up on gravity falls too funny thing that is#anyway of course I grabbed onto the angsty au with both hands#I mean it lets me draw ducked-up characters it's perfect for me#also greg yeah greg I freaking love greg#cutest little bean#also I havn't watched this show since it came out please let me know if there's a place I could watch it#coughcoughpreferablyforfreecoughcough#man I'm feeling rusty ough#haven't been doing. basically anything lately#anyway#I have no idea what happened to the first page? it's all smudged#well I know why it's smudged it's smudged because I was trying to wipe of mystery speckles that I still don't know the origin of#why is that colored beast wirt the first color drawing in my sketchbook#speaking of I do not have yellow ink so. green it was#anyway yeah hope y'all have a good day ^^ thanks for looking!
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anyone interested in talking about the iconic 2000's middle-grade-bordering-on-ya book series gallagher girls??
#okay incoming rant about this series#i read the first book when i was 10 or 11 and i was absolutely obssessed with it. i read it so many times i had the entire story memorized#the issue was that i could not find the rest of the series anywhere. it was either sold out or out of stock#and then i found out that only the first 3 books had been translated into my first language so at that point i kinda gave up on them#anyway#flashforward to a couple of weeks ago#i was re organizing my bookshelf and on the back i found LYKY (is this how y'all are abreviating it??)#and remembred how much i loved it#and since i'm now fluent in english and was stuck at home recovering from a surgery i decided to download the entire series and read it#to find out what the fuck happened afterwards#long story short i read all six books in 4 or 5 days#and i haven't stopped thinking about them since#it's actually so funny how little information we have in the first book#i went all of these years thinking it was mostly a silly series about a boarding school for spies when actually SO MUCH happens afterwards#i can't believe i went all of these years unaware of zach goode's existence#truly character of all time#but also i can't stop thinking about how interesting it would have been if zach had come to hate the circle and his mom during the series#rather than before#make it a true enemies to lovers#and have us witness that portion of his character developement in real time instead of being told about it#like him slowly realizing through cammie and his time at gallagher that maybe what they were doing is wrong#i think it would have been very interesting to read#although let's be real it took me until halfway through book four to trust him and he was fully one of the good guys so..#but yeah i have a lot more to say but these tags are long enough#gallagher girls#okay i just want to add another funny anecdote about my experience with this series#my copy of LYKY has an age warning in the back recomending that readers should be above 13 yo to read it#and i distinctly remember finishing it and thinking the warning was kind of dumb bcs besides a few mentions of death and other heavier topi#nothing really happened#and now i realize it was a warning for the rest of the series not just the first book because jesus fucking chirst everything after
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I think it's actually so delicious that in 'Amok Time' Stonn is dressed similarly to all the guards that follow T'Pau into the ritual grounds. It's said by Spock that "by tradition, the male is accompanied by his closest friends" (sidenote: Hey Spock why are you feeling shame for the 'friendship' you feel for Kirk if Vulcans are established to have friendships with one another?) there's no mention of the female doing the same thing EX: "The bride and groom are accompanied by their closest friends" and T'Pring doesn't bring anyone aside from Stonn, where the word 'friends' implies you should bring more than one person. T'Pau also doesn't question T'Pring's companion, asking how she pledges his behavior like she does with Spock. We can assume one of two things: That T'Pau only does this because Mccoy & Kirk are humans "Thee names these outworlders friends" OR that she doesn't know that Stonn is a companion to T'Pring. Here's what I'm getting at: Could you IMAGINE the added drama of Stonn legitimately being one of T'Pau's guards? I mean, in my head I feel like T'Pring bringing some random guy (friend or not) dressed in armor (which I assume the costuming is supposed to represent) would raise some questions and concerns but no one seems to think it's odd. Like, it's already SO shocking for T'Pring to choose challenge. THEN she names a HUMAN her champion AND THEN one of the guards assigned to T'Pau suddenly leaps up and shouts that he and T'Pring made an agreement that HE'D be her champion? God, I would never stop talking about it.
#T'Pring#Stonn#Amok Time#I love them#HOW did y'all meet what's the story I /NEED/ to know!!#anyway I do love this headcanon of mine - idk if it's like already been said since I'm not a tos centric star trek enjoyer#TOS#TOS star trek#even the fact that he's dressed similar but differently is intriguing#so many possibilities#amok time but from t'pring & stonn's perspective NOW!!!#What are y'all UP toooo~?????#yet another option: T'Pau does not have a set and constant guard so all her guards/escorts only met on the day#& Stonn is DISGUISED as a guard
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ok I was reading thru your tattoo/flower shop au and I had to share the brainrot.
I hc revali as indigenous (particularly great plains native american) and oh man, what if at some point he very hesitantly brings up with link that he wants to get facial tattoos or something similar that's significant to him but he's nervous?? And Link goes out of his way to learn traditional stick-n-poke techniques so he can be the one to give revali his tattoos?? And it's like super sweet and meaningful for them both and Link feels honored that revali trusts him enough to ask? (and also revali is scared shitless and Link has to stop several times so he doesnt mess up and hurt revali more than it typically would)
like what if though???
ahem (taps mic) Hello can anyone hear me. i haven't written a tumblr ask in ages i feel ancient
first of all, i'm glad to hear that you still think of my tattoo/flower shop au haha it's been way over a year now since i wrote it. i still very much appreciate everyone who drew art for it 𫶠i've had a few passing thoughts about writing it into an actual proper multi-chaptered fic but i've been busy wrestling with school, work, and my personal demons for the past year that it's been quite difficult to even think about writing anything. thank you to anyone who's still here; i appreciate you a lot đ€
i love the hc of revali as indigenous and i think it really fits in with the presence of the rito people as we're introduced to in the games, but i won't touch on that too much since i'm not indigenous/well-versed in indigenous culture. you know what i Am well-versed in though? these gay ass mfs
i had to reread my own au post for this Lord it's been too long, i wrote back then that i thought of revali as someone who isn't too fond of tattoos and doesn't have a great pain tolerance for them, and i still believe in that LOL. mixing that in with a hc where revali is indigenous is quite interesting, because i would assume that tattoos are an important/frequently appearing aspect of the culture? revali's parents have also passed in this au and he's alone with no family running the shop, so perhaps revali was estranged from his indigenous culture while growing up/at some point and became interested in trying to connect with it as an adult. maybe he came across the topic of traditional tattoos and after researching about it, he became interested in getting one but again because of his low pain tolerance, he thought it probably may never happen. well...
during one of their shared lunch breaks perhaps at a new cafe that's opened up on tabantha street, revali absentmindedly mentions his family and the tattoos. link immediately looks up at him from his food, those lovely blue eyes searching his face curiously.
"traditional tattoos?" he says, cocking his head at revali. revali blinks. well, of course link would have interest in the topic since he was a fellow tattoo artist himself, but the way he was looking at revali was...
"well yes," revali continues. "i suppose i haven't really talked to you much about myself personally, have i? i'm an indigenous hyrulean and my blood is descended from the rito tribe, but i'm not well-versed in my own culture." he mumbles the last few words, looking down at his coffee. "my parents and i lived on reservation land until i was 5 and then we moved away to a bigger city for work. there weren't many other rito there and so i didn't grow up with a lot of other indigenous folk. i don't know much about my family or my culture because of it, and even after my parents passed, it's never come up until now." revali glances back at link, who is now watching him with rapt attention. he looks away again, his cheeks beginning to warm. "i thought it would be nice to connect with my culture by getting a traditional tattoo of the rito tribe, perhaps something small so i can handle it. though, i wouldn't be able to travel to the reservation to find a traditional tattooist because of the shop and neither do i know of any tattoo artists nearby that could do it..."
"i'll do it," link says suddenly. revali looks at him again and blinks. link's eyes are bright and wide, blazing with determination. he's still holding his sandwich in his hands.
"i-i couldn't ask that of you," revali says, heart skipping a beat. "you'd likely have to learn an entire new and unfamiliar technique, andâ"
"i'll do it," link insists, placing the sandwich down and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. his eyes are still trained on revali, just as insistent as his mouth is. revali swallows.
"use a napkin, please," he mutters, passing link one. the blond takes it and grins at him. "if it's something that you greatly desire to do... i will assist you in offering as much information as i can. i... appreciate it, link." i appreciate you, he thinks but the words get stuck in his throat. link's smile only grows.
thinking about link who researches rito tribal tattoos for a few weeks and reporting and discussing his findings with revali during their mon/wed lunch breaks. thinking about link who spends countless nights staying up compiling everything he finds into a document, the different types of tribal tattoos and their meanings, researching the materials and tools needed for traditional tattoos, sketching different tribal symbols endlessly for the perfect one for revali in between tattoo sessions with other clients, thinking about where on revali's body it would go, thinking about revali's warm skin under his hands... let's keep it PG link đ«Ą
the day finally arrives when link introduces the tattoo sketches to revali. link probably shows him a few ideas of a small rito symbol on his fingers, wrist, deltoid, ankle, and even ribs. HOWEVER. i really like the idea of the winged rito symbol across the back of revali's shoulders to represent his wings in canon? so what if. link who sketched a drawing of revali's back muscles with the winged rito symbol and he doesn't mean to show it to revali since it's a much bigger tattoo than revali wanted, but revali happens upon it anyway while scrolling through the sketches on link's ipad.
"what's this one?" revali says pointing at it.
link glances over at the screen and flushes. "oh, i didn't mean for you to see this one," he murmurs. he uses two fingers to zoom in on the image slightly. "i just had an idea for this particular symbol, so i sketched it out because i thought it'd look nice. i know you wanted a smaller one, so we can just focus on the first sketchesâ"
"it's beautiful," revali cuts him off, voice soft and still looking at the winged sketch. "how much do back tattoos hurt?" and link is jaw dropped, staring at him with hearts in his eyes LMFAOOOOOOOO
thinking about link who actually reaches out to a traditional tattooist from revali's tribe and asks if he can mentor link so he can learn their technique??? maybe link and revali who end up traveling to the reservation together so revali can visit and link can learn directly from the tattooist??? revalink road trip and sharing a bed trope??? link would probably only take a week tops to learn the technique since he's like a prodigal artist and the tattooist is impressed. also revali getting to spend time with and learn more about his culture from others from the tribe who live there đ„ș
if revali does get the winged rito symbol tattoo on his back, he probably wouldn't get it as a solid color, maybe link would incorporate more tribal lineart into it like the totk zonai imagery? i've never gotten a tattoo so i don't know if back tattoos or the style of solid color tattoos would hurt, but regardless, link would make revali as comfortable as he can throughout all the sessions đ„șđ„șđ„ș
originally when i read this ask and you mentioned facial tattoos, i thought about link gently holding revali's jaw between his pointer finger and thumb to readjust the positioning of his face in the midst of tattooing him, and revali sucking in a breath at the contact WAHHHH but with the direction i took with this post, i also thought about link laying a flat palm between revali's shoulder muscles, feeling the warmth of his skin and tracing his shoulder blades with a featherlight touch and revali getting flustered but muttering, "are you going to keep me in suspense?"
link traces a line down revali's spine. "are you sure you want to get this tattoo?" he murmurs. "we can still do the smaller ones instead if you want. i know how you feel about it, with your pain tolerance and all."
revali snorts, trying to mask his nervousness. "i've already made up my mind. it's a beautiful piece that you put a lot of thought into and i'm not backing out now. besides..." revali's voice lowers into a mumble. "i wouldn't have gone through with it if it was anyone else. i trust you."
link's cheeks pinked in the sweet way they do when revali catches him off-guard, but he can't take it back. he doesn't want to take it back, because it's true; revali trusts link for this with everything he has.
hhh . AHHHH . i just think. yeagh.
#revalink#loz#botw#loz botw#legend of zelda#amihan's revalinkverse#tattoo/flower shop au#ask#avenin#dude i don't remember how to tag my shit omg#um. anyways. Heyyy how y'all doin'? đ#in honor of sen senchee's bday i am making an attempt to return to revalink tumblr#everyone say thank you senchee! bc if not i'm leaving again The only rzn why u got this post was bc of senchee#pls lmk if there was anything i wrote that might have been culturally insensitive or inaccurate?#i tried to write it generally but still along the lines of the concept#but again i'm no expert so pls lmk đ#anyways imagining revali as that one scene of the one guy getting his back tattoo in moana#revali going Ow. and link fighting back the impulsive thought to say Do you want me to kiss it better?#link should offer revali a lollipop after each session like he's a doctor to a child after getting their flu shot#peep revali heart racing after looking at link with a sandwich in hand This guy is a pathetic down bad loser#oh also revalink matching tattoos? what do u guys think they'd get
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Hi y'all, I just wanted to talk a little about the behind the scenes of what I've been up to, to give y'all a little transparency and to open myself up for any tips or input! đ Thank you for your continued support and for taking the time to look at my art đ«¶
First and foremost I wanted to give some transparency about my art capacity.
As og followers may remember, I started this blog when I was doing art full time. Eventually my living expenses grew and I had to go back to work. I find myself in a cycle of "I'll make more art soon, once I get a job!" And "I'll make more art soon, once I am done with this job!" I lost my most recent job suddenly, having had an extension waved over my head until the last day(October 7th). Now I'm excited to have more time for art, but I am also feeling a rush to get a new job ASAP as I've been living paycheck to paycheck. I dream of doing this work full time, I'm just scared it's not quite there yet and I worry that I come off as scammy or dishonest when I anticipate more stability around the corner.
Second, I've been struggling with the Patreon. It's taken me a while to come to terms with this, but from what I've seen Patreon is not intuitive at all from the creator end. It doesn't do a good job of organizing addresses, emails, showing who or who isn't subscribed to me, or organizing and displaying the work I put on there. I've been really shocked by this experience, since lots of big names use Patreon. It's been a great way to streamline support, but it's been unhelpful in every other regard. I would like to continue using it, but I will most likely post more wips or process videos there in the future.
Which brings me to my third point, zines. I love making zines so much, it feels personal and fulfilling and fun! However the Patreon issues make it harder to keep information in order about where to send zines, or even where to message folks about them. In addition to this, the post office has been a big barrier to me, oftentimes only being open at the same time as my dayjob. Making zines can take days, then sending them out is a whole other monster.
This work is so important to me. Drawing peoples fantasies, representing body types, creating work around sexuality and the human experience feels like what I'm meant to do. I've made comics since I was a kid. This is the dream to me. The friends I've been able to make through this work are so important to me, and the conversations have been invaluable. Not to mention fun! I wanna doodle, I wanna draw hot stuff, I wanna thirst over these dudes! I want to play!
But I also just want to be transparent about the barriers I'm working around to share that experience. I'm completely self taught, both in art AND in running shops, building websites, running 8 accounts, etc. I take a lot of time to learn the logistics of these things, and try to make them make sense for my relationship with y'all (I do not want to paywall my art!! I don't want to!!!). This year my desktop broke down (the main one I use for all paintings and digital art). I've paused my Etsy shops and my Patreon to try to catch up with things. Trying to learn to paint in a completely different program. Then lost my job with no savings.
At the end of the day I don't want anything to come between me sharing my art with you. I wish I could doodle a thing, take a picture, and post it here. No third party site, no shop, no subscription. Just sharing my art with you. I promise I'm trying to figure out how to stay as close to that as possible, and I want to thank y'all for sticking with me as I untangle all of that.
So, what can you expect in the near future?
I'm working on a couple of painting commissions right now, which you should be able to see in the next couple of days! I want to catch up on kinktober and get those posted as well. There's a comic commission in progress which I'm very eager to work on, and which I think y'all will be excited for! To ease the weight of the Patreon I think I may do less zines/polls there and more wips and process videos! If possible, I want to do more full colored work too.
Thank you again for enjoying my work, and if you have any input or tips my inbox is always open đđ«¶đ
#long post#info#marco lore#i wish i had time to edit this and make it nice#i just wanted to be open with yall about how much work this takes and that im trying to make it more doable#i don't want to overpromise stuff with patreon or shops and if im late sending stuff i never ever want it to come off as intentional or mali#malicious or as a scam#im just trying very hard to like ...survive. financially. and then trying to make all the logistics of thos big machine work. and then keep#up with commissions and shops and printing and mailing#god i wish i had employees but jts just me#i hand draw everything and then post it here to the word press to the ig and crop and caption and tag#then to the Patreon if it makes sense to or to the tiktok back in the day#and the formatting is all different#and i get messages across all of these platforms and I'm trying to learn a new way of painting on the fly#on top of that im supposed to be running my two Etsy shops too which im not right now because..broadly gestures#my nervous system can only take losing a job so often. the rug was really pulled feom under me in this one. i thought id have more time#i don't want to sound like I'm whining and i don't want to give up on all of this#i want to be very very very clear that art is what i love and who i am and what i want to do#i want to be posting on the daily again#i just need to evaluate what that looks like everytime life changes#I'm seriously so grateful for those of y'all that have joined the Patreon or bought stuff from the shop i really don't mean to drop the ball#so many times#y'all have literally been the difference between me making rent or not and I'm so worried that i don't make enough art to give back to that#relationship#im trying my best#okay anyways im posting this
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