#art 101 markers

[tianakoopa]

I’m really not a fan of this paper 😅

Anyways, I tried drawing Espeon! I think I got the colors close enough

Used this tutorial https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=uyRsuv0mZ0M

[artbyjasonleung]

Lucky from 101 Dalmatians 🐾

[charlesdrawsstuff]

Cruella DeVil from 2013

[rassicas]

Weapon info from the Art of Splatoon 3, pages 97-109

There's more concept art for weapons in the book not shown in this post, but these are all the weapons that included descriptions. Translations under the cut:

Page 97 Splattershot Nova With long range, rapid-fire capabilities A new weapon by the manufacturer that developed the Splattershot and Splattershot Pro. This manufacturer is well known for its intense internal rivalry and competition, as multiple development projects are underway at the same time. This is also the source of the many weapon variants produced by this manufacturer. Page 100 Big Swig Roller Lightweight, mobile, and easy to handle Development was underway for a roller that could spread ink over a wide area, but it was difficult to strike a balance between weight and maneuverability. One day, the head developer's child was seen playing enthusiastically with straws and toys from a fast food restaurant, and the design was drastically changed. Lightweight materials and elastic straws were used to achieve both the desired weight and the wide spread. Page 101 Snipewriter 5H Capable of firing up to five times in rapid succession

This weapon gets loaded with hardened ink lead that can be fired off in rapid succession. In the construction of other pen-shaped weapons, the mechanisms for ink compression and firing take up much of the space, but this weapon lacks an ink compressor, allowing it to be equipped with a mechanism for rapid fire.

Page 104 Tri-Stringer Frozen ink that explodes at the point of impact This new kind of weapon was developed by a manufacturer that specializes in fishing equipment. The weapon is packed with unique tech, including strings with the strength and pliability of fishing line, and an ink freezing mechanism that's the same as what's used to rapidly freeze fish. Despite this weapon being full of intricate mechanisms, it's built to withstand the harsh environment of the Splatlands. Splatana Wiper A katana-inspired weapon

The speed of this Splatana's slashes is thanks to its lightweight frame and a durable, flexible shaft. It's popular among the youth who want to look stylish in both battle and fashion with a dashing slash. By swapping out the sponge, it can also be used as a cleaning tool.

Page 105 Angle Shooter Touching the line of ink is dangerous

A new Angle Shooter needs to be shaken several times before use, as the ink needs to get properly soaked into the marker's core. Accidents occasionally happen when it's shaken up too much, the ink splashes out and causes the marker to go everywhere. Many don't like the sound of the line being drawn. Page 106 Tacticooler Take a sip and feel refreshed and powered up

This special weapon was developed by a drink manufacturer that is also an official Turf War sponsor. The drinks that are deployed logo-side outward. This energy-giving drink is available all over the world, but the ones sold in the Splatlands are said to use different ingredients.

Page 109 Wave Breaker Damages opponents and tracks their location

A high-tech device that sends and receives active sonar, and shares that information to all players at once. It was developed by repurposing technology used to locate buried treasure in the Splatlands. The sphere contains a cooling mechanism to ensure the stability of the precision instruments, and is cool to the touch. Getting caught by the sonar will make one's head ring.

[your-queer-dad]

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[empressofthewind]

Fun Facts About Near:

He is the youngest character in the series! Right after him is Matt by a margin of 569 days (1 year, 6 months and 23 days), and the oldest is Watari by a margin of about 58 years.

He is also among the shortest - an inch taller than Misa according to some translations of Volume 13, and equally as tall as her in others. Rester is the tallest, standing at approximately 6'3", which is around 1'3" taller than Near.

From chapters 59-108 of the manga, Near appears in a grand total of 724 panels. This includes panels that show any identifiable part of him (e.g. his hand, the top of his head), but excludes Linda's drawing of him and any official art in the chapter that was not part of the plot. If you count the drawing & art, he's present in 741 panels!

Of all the chapters he's in, he makes the most appearances in chapter 82, appearing in a total of 49 panels. For comparison, the next highest is chapter 101, in which he is shown 33 times.

He's shown twirling his hair 84 times, split across 18 chapters and 59 pages. He always uses his right hand, and his left hand is often resting on his knee.

He can be seen smiling in 32 panels across 12 chapters. The majority of these happen in chapter 78, where he is shown smiling in 11 out of the total 19 panels in which his mouth is visible.

According to Volume 13 (page 210), Near estimated that he spent 4080.02 USD on toys over the duration of the SPK's work on the Kira case. Out of 25 total items listed, 7 of them were purchased in Japan, and the other 18 were purchased in New York.

Of all his toys, the puppets make the most appearances, showing up in a total of 11 chapters. The second highest is his robots, which were present in 10 chapters. Despite being commonly associated with him, cards and puzzles were among the least popular, each appearing in only 2 chapters.

He has 28 rubber ducks (as far as we know).

Four of his toys are handmade! These are the finger puppets, the radio tower model he assembles out of paper, one of his darts, and the figures from one of his Lego sets (which are pre-made but he draws on the details and faces with a marker). The L mask he wears in the warehouse is also handmade.

He has a very bizarre-looking set of Christmas ornaments hanging from his Christmas tree, including 2 robots, 3 video game consoles and what looks like a black cat peering out of a gift-wrapped box.

The last person to address him by name in the manga is Light, in chapter 107. After this, he is only addressed once more by Aizawa, who refers to him as L.

[mae-gi-writes]

It's (Just So) Awkward | jungkook (bts) - one

“No way. We’re too different and he’s so—so black and white. A straight-up yes-or-no kind of guy. And I’m not.”

Genre: nerd! Jungkook x outspoken! Reader, university! Au, idiots to lovers au, kim changbin cameo (skz)

A/N: any mention of disorders/medical conditions are fictional and I do not own Jeon jungkook. I only own the plot. If you are sensitive to content that talks about psychological disorders, i would advise you to read at your own risk. Please do enjoy !!

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Part One | Next >>>

———

“And I scream ‘for whatever it’s worth, I love you, ain’t that the worst thing you ever heard?” — Cruel Summer, Taylor Swift

———

You and Jeon Jungkook have known each other for years.

You know him like the back of your hand, not because you wanted to, but because you were obliged to, with the god-awful amount of time that you spent together.

Everything started back in art class. You had been fifteen at the time and had enrolled in the Visual Arts IGCSE course, as did he. There were only five students in the class, which was the main reason as to how you got to know your classmates that well, considering that these were the sorts of people that you wouldn’t normally hang out with on a daily basis.

You’d taken a seat next to Jungkook on that very first day of class, your colored markers in one hand and your sketchbook in the other, when he’d first decided to pick on the state of your shirt.

“Your shirt is crumpled,” he’d stated matter-of-factly, as though he didn’t have any filter, as though he didn’t care that it might affect your feelings. Good for him that you weren’t the type of person to take things to heart.

You merely straightened and looked at him, “thanks for the observation.”

“Don’t you iron your shirts?”

“Uhm no, I forgot,” you eyed his very organized desk, noticed the straight angles of his own sketchbook perpendicularly placed with his ruler. His pens stacked at its side, parallel to the paper, and his hands poised onto the fresh page.

Your gaze then traveled up to his clean, crisp shirt, hair parted to the side and glasses perched on his nose.

Your eyebrows raised in curiosity as he said, “coming to school with a crumpled up shirt just shows how disorganized you are. Or maybe you didn’t have enough time. Then that’s time-management skills that you lack.”

“Thanks, I’ll take that into consideration,” you’d replied sarcastically.

And from there, you had learnt to know who Jeon Jungkook really was.

Undeniably, he had an amazing gift for art which no one could argue with, so all his backhanded comments were, over time, either ignored or playfully used as insults to tease him back. He was a funny guy — in the sense that he barely had any filter or sense of what was socially accepted to talk about — but you couldn’t say he hadn’t grown on you over the past years and funnily enough, you both ended up in the same university course as Visual Arts major.

“You again?” You’d groaned on the first day of lecture upon noticing his tall, dark frame behind round spectacles. Even out of high school, he still wore a shirt -- this one pale blue -- tucked into sable pants, hair combed back into that side part that now sportrd a few bangs, and his glasses.

He grinned at you from his seat, “hello, Y/N.”

“Why are you here?” You dramatically fell into your seat, swiveled towards him with an exasperated sigh as your chin fell into your hand.

“Because I applied for Visual Arts and got in.”

“Well yeah I knew that much,” you rolled your eyes, “but I thought you wanted to be an architect. Isn’t that what you said before graduation?”

“You remember?” His grin widened, “that’s nice of you—“

“Not on purpose, you dweeb. Now tell me why you’re here instead of bugging someone else in architecture 101.”

“I am in architecture,” he lifted his shoulder in a shrug, “but my course asks for an art prerequisite. They said I couldn’t use my high school grades to give me my transfer credits because art wasn’t my main subject.”

“That’s bullshit. Your art was the best out of all of us.”

“Apparently it wasn’t good enough for them.”

You tilted your head at him, “so you’re telling me I have to suffer through this with you, again? Didn’t I do enough of that in high school?”

“Technically, you’re the one who came to sit next to me.”

“You got a point. Maybe I should move.”

But you didn’t. Not wanting to admit it, you were actually grateful knowing that Jungkook was a familiar element amidst all this new environment. Not that you’d ever tell him that though, knowing he’d take full advantage of it.

That didn’t stop you from complaining about it with your mother every time you saw her appear on your phone screen. She would only laugh and tease you about it, saying that out of all universities, Jeon Jungkook had chosen the one you had applied to. Surely, according to her, she thought it was fate.

“It’s not fate,” you’d grumbled into your pillow, “how can it be fate? He just likes to torture me.”

“He’s not that bad Y/N,” your mother chided, “and you know how he is. His mother said so at the exhibition, remember?”

Yes, you had remembered how his mother had apologized following Jungkook’s harsh criticism of your projects. How could you forget? It had been on the final exhibition evening where all students were decked in black and white to follow the theme of the night, and as part of your final exhibition, you’d had to criticize and analyze your classmates’ pieces with your teacher as mediator. And when Jungkook had been asked to voice his thoughts about your work, he had been void of kindness:

“It doesn’t seem genuine.”

“It lacks of technique.”

“You could’ve used more depth.”

“I don’t see the connection between the artist and the audience.”

Not wanting to cry in front of the entire class had you running to the bathroom as tears streamed down your face, which caused his mother to follow you while trying to explain her son’s horrible behaviour.

“I’m so sorry Y/N. You know he doesn’t mean it that way, not really—“

“Oh then, in what way does he mean it then?” You’d sniffled into your tissue, hating how red your eyes looked in the mirror, “because to me that sounded downright condescending and honestly, I thought better of him—“

“He’s different, Y/N.”

“Different?” You pause, “what do you mean…different?”

That was when she explained about Social Cues Disorder, also known as SCD, which was placed on the Asperger’s spectrum despite being slightly different from the said diagnostic. And as she spoke, it became clear why Jungkook didn’t have any social barriers into speaking his mind even when it might hurt people or be taken the wrong way. The thing was, he didn’t know.

Nevertheless, it took you a few days to recover from his personal attack. You were surprised when Jungkook came up to you a few days after the exhibition to offer you an apology.

“My mother said she told you about SCD,” he spoke as though they were talking about the weather when to you, it was slightly difficult to handle such a topic when you had no idea whether he’d take it right or wrong, “she also said I need to apologize because I was very harsh on you during the exhibition.”

You swallowed thickly, the sting of tears building in your eyes as the memory resurfaced, “yes. You were.”

“I’m sorry,” he replied without missing a beat, “I didn’t know it would hurt your feelings. According to the doctors, I don’t know how to understand people’s emotions or react to people, or say the right thing. So I’m sorry, because I’m sure I might do it again.”

You looked at him for a long moment, judging the weight of his words. Then, you sighed, “that’s fine, Jungkook. Thanks.”

If you removed his lack of total empathy, Jungkook was admittedly kind of fun to be around. He had the most hilariou responses to everything, which you learnt the more you sat next to him in class.

"Color blindness is an eyesight problem," he said one day when you told him that you believed color blindness to be some sort of supernatural gift.

"Well how do you know that the colors you see are the real ones?" You lean over your desk, pen in hand as the soft scratches of pencil to paper filled the room, "maybe we're the ones who are colour blind."

"That is scientifically incorrect."

"Who said so?"

He looked at you as if you were an idiot, "it was scientifically proven, Y/N. I don't think your argument is valid."

"Okay, so let's take schizophrenia for example," you quickly fired back, "people say that those with this disorder hallucinate and see things that aren't there. But maybe, wait--hear me out," you added when Jungkook started shaking his head, "maybe these people actually see things that we don't."

Jungkook's eyebrow rose in what looked to be half-amusement, "I'm not sure that's a valid point. Also, it's medically incorrect to be sharing false information about psychological disorders."

"Not everything is quantifiable, you know."

"Still, what you're saying is that these people have superpowers that don't exist."

"Exactly."

"Sounds like some kind of marvel action movie to me."

Of course he would say something like that. What were you expecting more? With time, you came to understand the phenomenon that was Jeon Jungkook, with his weird quirks and curious way of thinking. You secretly wondered whether he knew how easily people got triggered by his responses, or whether he just went through life with his own kind of colorblindness.

You got rewarded with a first-hand situation between him and another classmate of yours a few days later, going by the name of Kim Changbin.

It was in the middle of mid-term and since deadlines were comig up soon, the printmaking studio was crammed with students trying to finish up their portfolio projects in time. You would normally give Jungkook a hand with the technical materials and tools needed and after having set up his screen, was busy arranging your own set of colours when a voice pierced through the room in anger.

"What the fuck, Jeon?!" Your head swivelled to see Changbin at the station that Jungkook had been standing at seconds prior, looking quite murderous with his damaged screen in hand. Facing him was Jungkook, a palette knife held in mid-air, "what's wrong with you, flaunting that thing around when we all have screens?!"

"I'm sorry," the words came out straight away from Jungkook's mouth, "It wasn't my intention. I'll make sure to work on it--"

"Work on it?" Changbin's nostrils flared. He stepped towards the taller man, "this took me fucking weeks to perfect. And what? You're going to work on it?" He took another step closer, causing Jungkook to lean back, " How the fuck am I supposed to get my artwork back huh?"

"I'm sorry, it wasn't my intention," Jungkook parroted again with eyes glassy as though he didn't know what to say, "I'll make sure to wo--"

"Yeah I heard you the first time!" Changbin hollered, index stabbing at his chest, "this artwork is my scholarship ticket and you fucking ruined it!"

"Hey hey," you quickly stepped in-between the two men, hand latching onto Changbin's shoulder, "he said he was sorry okay? Let's just calm down and--"

"Move out, Y/N, this is none of your fucking business," Changbin pushed you away and you stumbled. He took this chance to lunge for Jungkook's chest and the latter whimpered, yelping and handa scrabbling to push Changbin away, "you gonna take responsibility, dumbass?--"

"I'm sorry it wasn't my intention--"

"You fucking retard you can't even --"

"--make sure to work on--"

"Shut up!" And before he knew it, Jungkook yelped and pushed Changbin away.

"Changbin!"

"Jungkook!"

Changbin fell, crashed straight into a table with such force it split down the middle. For a minute, he lay there motionless, the entire class rendered silent.

And in the middle of it all, a panicked Jungkook holding his hands over his ears.

He crouched down as people moved towards Changbin concern and you took this chance to go to your friend, hearing him mutter the exact same phrase over and over again with a blank look in his eyes.

"Jungkook," your words were quiet as your hand wrapped around his shoulder tentatively, "hey, you alright bud? Let's get you out of here, okay?"

But as if he just realized you were his only safe anchor, the young man was quick to wrap his arms around your middle before he buried his head into your chest.

Your cheeks flamed, but you went to caress the back of his head, knowing that this was not a normal situation. He needed you.

"Jungkook?" You whispered and tried ignoring the way your heart skipped a beat, "you okay?"

"Just--please. Don't move."

Few words with so much power. You couldn't help but crumble and hold him closer if that was possible, hoping that the consequences that would follow would hopefully be called an accident.

This was the first time you'd seen Jungkook, as who he really was. You could have walked away , you had that choice, if you wanted to.

But you didn't.

---

"Hey."

Changbin's angry eyes fluttered up to yours from the nurse's bed. He'd been admitted to the campus clinic for an overnight watch in case something went wrong with his back. Due to the force of his fall, he now sported bruises all along his spine and you knew without doubt he'd use it as blackmail against Jungkook even if the wounds were superficial.

"What do you want?" He growled.

From his narrow-eyed stare, it was clear that he was not enjoying his current predicament; that being pinned down to a bed.

"How are you feeling?" You moved a little closer and tried not to flinch under his hard gaze, "I just wanted to see if you were alright."

"Well you got your answer," he snapped, "now if you don't have anytbing else to say, get lost."

"I'm sorry. Jungkook--he's a bit socially awkward and I know you took a lot of time to finish this--"

"That's not your job, is it?" He chuckled emptily, "why are you apologizing on his behalf?"

"Because I know that's what he wants to say, but he's not in a state to say it right now," you took another step closer until you were at his bedside, "so before you go and think that he's just a loser, I wanted to clarify it with you."

"What are you, his mom or something?"

"We're friends, Changbin."

He shook his head, looking amused and you were glad he didn't seem to be so angry now that you exchanged more than two words with him, "and how exactly, did you become friends?"

"Why?"

"You don't seem the type to be friends with that kind of geek, apologies for the insult," he said with a raised brow, "so tell me. How are you friends? Is it by duty?"

"No. He's...it just happened," you tried to stammer through an explanation, though he had a point. How had you become friends? "In any case, does that even matter?"

That was when Changbin grinned at you, "wanna be my friend?"

You stared blankly at him, "what?"

"You wanna be my friend and help me out with my artwork?"

Considering that he would probably combust and drag you along with him if you failed to agree, you were quick to abide by his suggestion, setting up a meeting at the studio a few days later when he'd be safe and sound from the nurse.

You even prepared the materials in advance, setting up all the colours and preparing the screen so that Changbin wouldn't have to wait for it to dry to expose his design.

Your phone vibrated and you quickly pulled it out, frowning when Jungkook's name flashed across the screen.

"Hello?"

"Hello Y/N. Where are you?"

"Uh, at school. Why?"

"I bought chocolate donuts."

Your heart melted slightly, "I'm in the art lab."

Which was where Jungkook found you a few minutes later as he walked through the door, donuts in hand and looking as geeky as ever with a crisp white shirt tucked into light jeans.

"Why are you here?" He frowned, "You're already done with your artwork."

Changbin walked in from the exposure room right at that very instant, his face turning sour as soon as he caught sight of the dark-haired man, "what the fuck are you doing here?" He growled.

"I'm here to give some donuts to--"

"To you!" You grabbed the donut box from Jungkook before thrusting it in Changbin's face, "hos way of saying sorry about your broken screen."

"Actually, these donuts were for yo--"

"He just feels so bad about you having to do your artwork all over again, right Jungkook?" You throw him a pointed look, which caused Jungkook's brows to furrow in even more confusion as Changbin's dark eyes flickered between the two of you, not quite sure what to make of the situation.

It took a moment for Jungkook to mutter out a, "sure."

"I'd feel a whole lot better if you got out of my face," Changbin scowled at him then, and you quickly scurried in front of your friend with hands held up in a defensive manner.

Jungkook turned to you, "do you have to help him, Y/N? He doesn't seem to be very friendly to me--"

"You little shi--"

"Alright alright boys!” You flailed your arms around wildly in hopes that would deter any kind of fight, “I told you, Jungkook doesn’t know how to show his affection and gratefulness to other people. Don’t take it badly, Changbin, let’s just— “

“Statistically speaking, you shouldn’t hang out with people with violent tendencies. It’s dangerous,” Jungkook stated bluntly.

You threw him the angriest glare you could muster, causing the said man’s eyes to dart away. He couldn’t recognize social cues, but he did know for a fact what your angry face looked like. So he didn't fight when you pushed him out of the door while excusing yourself with Changbin and it was only when you were safely away from prying ears that you tried talking some sense into your friend.

"Don't mess with this, okay? I got it." You said in what you hoped was a convincing tone, "just go home and finish your homework. We have that art history essay due tomorrow."

Jungkook stared you down behind his glasses, "but Changbin is--"

"No it's fine, just go home. Everything will be fine if you go home."

"What if he hits you?"

"He won't."

"You will call me if he does?"

"Yes. I promise I will."

That seemed to satisfy Jungkook and you quickly propelled him out of the building before ushering back inside the lab just in time to catch Changbin doing his screenprint.

"Got rid of that loser yet?" His smirk was infuriating. It made you want to slap it off his face.

"Shut up and let me help you," you responded, rolling your eyes as you went to assist him. In truth, you were just secretly glad they didn't tear each other's throats out.

Not everyone understood Jungkook, and while that was fine, you just felt as though you were responsible for protecting him.

It was almost midnight when you finished cleaning up the studio and packed up all the tools and materials, that was when Changbin suggested you get something to eat. Deciding that your stomach was a priority, you agreed and settled at one of the small cheap restaurants that sold hot noodle soup, one of the rare finds open 24/7.

"Why're you friends with that guy?"

You glanced up from your soup, "you asked me that before, Changbin."

He took a sip of his, other hand fumbling with his chopsticks to gather some noodles, “and I’m asking you again. Why are you friends?” He took a bite of his noodles and grumbled appreciatively, “you like him or something?”

“That’s the stupidest thing I’ve heard coming out of your mouth,” you snorted as you slurped your noodles and chewed on the warmth that seeped into your chest. Noodles always tasted better in cold weather.

“Well he likes you.”

You almost choked on your noodles, “wha— where are you getting all this false information.”

“It’s written all over his face, Y/N,” Changbin rolled his eyes, “he wouldn’t be bringing you donuts if that were the case.”

“You’re wrong. He’s just kind. He always was,” the thought of you and Jungkook being together suddenly flashed before your eyes and heat flushed through your cheeks at the thought. He was your friend, he was the closest thing to home that you had now that you were in university, so it was just natural for you to gravitate towards the familiar.

“Bullshit. You don’t see the way he looks at you.”

“He doesn’t look at me like anything.”

Changbin merely chuckled, shaking his head before finishing his soup in silence. You were glad that he dropped it, knowing full well that you wouldn’t have been able to take it if he’d continuously found arguments to support his hypothesis. Jungkook couldn’t like you…could he? He was…odd and not the kind of man to look for things like relationships.

Then again, you’d never actually asked Jungkook how he felt about girls. Or relationships for that matter.

Which was why you had planned to corner him after your English lecture, rushing to the end of the corridor where you knew Jungkook had his design class with your bag barely closed and books clutched to your chest, only to find the said man wrapped up in an animated conversation with a stranger you’d never seen before.

The girl was beautiful. That was a given, with long glossy curls that fell to her waist and dyed light blonde, giving her the appearance of a fairy. She was wearing a pastel blue coat decked with white pants and boots to match, the perfect fashion icon for many, slightly smaller than you were so that her head had to tilt back every time she spoke to him.

You were about to swivel around — since they seemed to be in deep discussion — when Jungkook spotted you. His brown eyes lit up from behind his spectacles (it was kinda cute) and he grinned, dimple showing.

“Y/N,” he called your name and you had no other choice than to walk over, flashing him a weak smile, “this is Lee Sara. She’s in my design class. She’s also going to be an architect.”

“Hi,” Sara smiled. She was beautiful, “I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“Hi, nice to meet you,” you smiled back, eyes darting between the two before settling on Jungkook’s, “you ready to go?”

“Actually, Sara and I are going to get some boba,” Jungkook said.

“Oh,” you tried to hide the surprise on your face, “right. Uhm… I’ll see you later then.”

“Do you want to join us?” Sara asked kindly.

Jungkook was already turning away by then, probably too excited to get his drink to think about your feelings. He stopped mid-way, looked back at you, only to see you shake your head.

“I’m okay,” you smiled slightly, “see you two later. I gotta head to the library to study.”

Maybe it was the fact that Jungkook never used to socialize with girls before or that you never noticed, but you couldn’t help but feel slightly disoriented at the sudden switch in the situation, causing Changbin’s earlier words to resonate through your brain. Did Jungkook actually have romantic intentions towards girls.

Did he feel attracted to them? It had never crossed your mind before, but now that Changbin had it labeled as an option, it was as if you couldn’t get the thought out of your head.

And it wasn’t just a one-time occurrence. A few days later you found him cooped up in the library with Sara at his side as they studied the mathematical equations of buildings and helped each other out with their projects. You had joined for a bit, only to feel a bit left out by the conversation and thus opted out early in favour of escaping the rising awkwardness. Not that Jungkook noticed, he never noticed anything.

“Maybe you’re right.” You’d grumbled to Changbin during your art lab a few days later. You had arrived early to class, coffee still steaming in hand, to find the said young man already sitting inside with his final artwork labeled and ready to be submitted on the table.

He looked at you, an eyebrow raising in curiosity, “I’m right about many things,” a smirk graced his face, “do tell.”

“About Jungkook liking girls.”

“No. I said he liked you, that’s a different—“

“It doesn’t matter,” you cut him off, “he doesn’t like me. But he’s—I just realized that maybe he does want a girlfriend. Maybe.”

“What made you say that?”

“He’s been hanging out a lot with a classmate lately,” you shrugged, “it’s just—it feels weird. He never used to be so…social.”

“Good riddance,” Changbin’s smirk grew, which made you throw your pen at his head. It hit him straight on the forehead, “ow! Watch it, woman.”

It was for the best. Really, truly, that Jungkook was expanding his horizons and talking to new people. He couldn’t be in your shadow forever, after all. That was what you kept on repeating yourself as the thoughts replayed through your brain again and again and again. The realization was tough, but change was good. Right?

Change was needed.

And maybe you should change too.

———

"Pigs aren't cute. They bathe in mud and carry numerous bacteria and and these bacteria are transferred to humans."

"Pigs are cute!" You gasped, shoving your phone in Jungkook's face to show him an image of said animal, "look at their babies! They're so fluffy and like tiny and small--"

He pushed your hand away in disgust, "you have weird taste in cutness."

"They're this ugly pink but overall they're quite charming, don't you think?" You giggled as you keptbswiping for photo after photo, "oh gosh, look at this one! He has a bow on his head."

“Y/N you have a weird definition of cute.”

You chuckled, “and you are weird, full stop.”

A few days had passed ever since your encounter with Sara and you hadn’t mentioned anything about the said girl since, thinking that it was probably for the best. And plus, Jungkook had the complete right to do whatever he wanted with his life. Yup. You weren’t there to stop him from talking to a pretty girl.

Maybe you should worry about yourself instead, and try not to focus too much on how it was getting harder and harder to get Jungkook’s attention these days.

Not that anything had changed. You still went on your library study sessions and bought boba together after every art history lecture. You still ate friend chicken and pizza while streaming your favorite movie — the same one that Jungkook asked for every week — and you still hung out with each other as though everything was normal.

But you knew it was far from it, something that your social circle of friends also pointed out during one particular lunchtime.

“He’s so peculiar. How do you hang out with him?” asked your good friend Yoona. You had met her during orientation and the two of you had hung out together quite often ever since. She’d even tagged along to some of your famous movie night Fridays, “I mean, not to sound rude but he’s like the kind of guy you’d find in Internet cafes.”

“He’s not all that bad. You just don’t know him well,” you argued as you took a sip of your iced tea.

“Don’t you think he has a crush on you, Y/N?” Another friend, Jimin, asked. He was busy unwrapping his sandwich and flicked his fringe out of his eyes, cocking his head in a way that made you feel a little self-conscious.

Yoona chortled, “no way. I don’t see it. Although…when you think about it, it would make sense why they would end up together.”

“Right?” Jimin added, “it’s clear as day that you guys have feelings for each oth—“

“Bullshit,” you laughed, “I don’t know why you keep mentioning that. And plus, he’s hanging out with this new girl these days.”

“New girl? Who?” Yoona frowned.

“Her name’s Sara Lee. Heard of her before?”

“Oh,” Jimin straightens, “the pretty girl from architecture right? I think everyone’s heard of her. She’s like an influencer or something.”

“Well you know, if you dress up Jungkook nicely…” Yoona trailed off in thought, “I think he has potential.”

“You think? Girl, the ladies in my course have been eyeing him since the start of the new semester. That’s old news,” Jimin rolled his eyes as you stared them down, eyes darting from one face to another as the new information sunk in.

“Wait—“ you interrupted their flow of conversation, “are you—are you actually serious? Jungkook? Potential? What—“

“I’m surprised you haven’t seen it yet, Y/N,” Yoona said as she slurped down her drink, “I mean— this boy just has wardrobe issues. Nothing that a little bit of fixing can’t solve.”

Contrary to your friends, you had never actually thought of Jungkook— seen of him in this light. Which was why you decided to stare him down in your art history lecture right after lunch, cocking your head this way and that as you examined the angles of his face.

In truth, they were right. Jungkook did have potential to be handsome. Because even with those round glasses and that horrible side part of his, you could still catch a glimpse of his jaw line. His build was hidden, but yet still there underneath the curve of his shoulders. His back was broad, that you were sure of and you couldn’t help imagining how he would look like in a v-neck shirt—

Stop. Your slammed down on your thoughts like car brakes. This was Jungkook, for god’s sake. You’d known him as the annoying classmate in high school, the quirky friend who never wore sweaters or casual wear and was always decked in formal attire. This wasn’t about to change now.

“Y/N, you’ve been staring me down since the start of class and it’s starting to creep me out.”

Jungkook’s voice dragged you back to reality. You blinked, catching his eyes as warmth suddenly flushed through the back of your neck.

“Uh—yeah sorry. Was just lost in thought.” Lies. You were definitely checking him out. You wondered whether he actually knew what that word meant. You were just glad he wasn’t the best at reading physical body language or expressions for that matter.

“Can I ask you a question?” You asked suddenly.

He looked hesitant, but nodded.

“What do you think of Sara?”

“What do I think of Sara?” You watched his eyebrows pull into a frown, “I don’t think I understand this question, Y/N.”

“I mean—do you find Sara attractive? Like as a girl?”

Jungkook was silent for a long moment and though you were usually the best at reading him, the expression on his face was one that you couldn’t decipher.

It made your stomach curl with unease.

And when he finally spoke, you swore your stomach twisted in on itself.

“Sara is pretty.”

Your throat suddenly felt dry. You swallowed thickly, bit down onto your lower lip and tried to wonder what the fuck was wrong with you. It wasn’t like you liked Jungkook…right? Right?

“Would you date her?” You asked.

“I have not thought of it. But yes, she is, by every man’s standards, a very good candidate for a girlfriend.”

Ah. So he did know what it meant after all.

“But would you date her?”

“Probably. Yes.” He looked at you then, tilting his head to the side as though trying to decode what was going on inside that head of yours, “why do you ask?”

“Oh, nothing. No reason.” You tried to smile, lips lifting slightly at the corners in hopes that it would fool him.

It did. Without him knowing that somewhere along the seam of your heart was a small hole that ripped apart its seams.

-—-

Part Two >>

[juceynightmare]

dating 101 (18+) part 26 - cody rhodes x reader

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pairing(s): cody rhodes x fem!reader, roman reigns x fem!reader, austin theory x fem!reader

warning(s): swearing, alcohol usage, *smash bros challenger approaching scene*

genre(s): college!au, slow burn, fluff, angst

|| previous part || next part ||

he had been there once before - the day that y/n moved into her dorm. in the time from move-in to now, austin could tell that the residents of the dorm building had truly made the place their new home. the lounges were bustling, full with post-it art on the windows and some even had a few friend groups mingling in there. he glanced at each whiteboard that was on each dorm door that he passed, even stopping to fill out a few polls that people had left on their boards. for a second, it made him wish he had gone to school instead of going straight to working after high school.

he thought over a poll that was on one of the whiteboards - one that was on cody and ted’s whiteboard. he only knew it was their room because of the nametags and multiple polaroids of the two men with y/n that was taped up on their door. he quickly counted the current count: 8 for ass, 12 for titties. truly a shocking turnout for austin - he assumed more people were ass guys nowadays. he giggled to himself as he wrote down a third option “personality” under the poll and added a tally mark… to the ass tallies.

he set the dry erase marker back in its spot just as the door opened, and austin was met face to face with a blonde man who looked like he was having the worse day possible. he feels bad for scaring the man, watching the way he jumped slightly at the sight of austin standing by his door. he figures this one is cody.

austin nodded in greeting, watching cody do the same before he turned on his heel and walked across the hall to y/n’s room, clutching the plastic bag in his hand. he could feel cody’s gaze on him, and he figured it was because he was wondering who he was and why he went straight across to y/n’s room. austin knocked on the door, feeling a shiver unpleasantly creep down his spine at cody’s stare.

y/n opened the door, and austin’s eyes widened at her tear-stained face. he shook off cody’s stare, taking a step in as soon as y/n stepped off to the side to let him in. “how long have you been crying?” he asked, quickly shutting the door behind him with the back of his foot as he leaned down to set the plastic bag down on the floor besides their feet. he shrugged off his backpack in the process, letting it drop to the floor with a thud.

he wrapped his arms around y/n’s frame, pulling her against him as he walked her over to the bed so he could sit her down. y/n wished she could cry - but she had already cried all the tears she had. she let austin sit her down on the bed, feeling his hands come to rest on her shoulders so that she wouldn’t be able to just lean forward and shy away from his gaze. “i don’t know. i don’t have any more tears now.” she mumbled.

austin let go of her shoulders and let her fall forward until her face was pressed against his lower stomach. he sighed softly, adjusting himself so that he was standing between her legs. austin wrapped his arms around her, keeping her pressed against him as he felt her arms wrap around his midsection.

“my little baby.” he cooed gently, gently patting down her hair as he stared down at the top of her head. austin rested his hand against the back of her neck, guiding her to pull her face away from his stomach so that she could look up at him. “i spent so many years loving you gently and making sure not a single tear would ever fall from these eyes.” he whispered, letting go of her neck so that he could cup her face in his hand. “now look at you, dove, crying over two silly little boys.”

“it’s my fault.” she replied, ignoring the way austin hushed her. “i should just have never gotten involved with anyone. cody and roman aren’t going to be friends now and it’s all because i couldn’t just go on dates with roman and not fuck cody. and if i wasn’t so one-dimensional, then maybe i’d realize that cody might end up catching feelings because he’s only human and-“

austin got her to quiet down by placing his hand over her mouth. he bent down until he was eye level with y/n, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to her forehead. “you’re only human, too. you’re allowed to make mistakes. you’re allowed to not be able to read another person or a situation properly. it’s not like you went into this with the goal to hurt them. you’re just a girl who is finally free from her dad’s stupid overprotective self who’s finally getting to explore herself and the outside world.” he reminded her, pulling his hand away from her mouth and resting both of his hands on her hips. austin watched as she thought over his words, eventually nodding her head in silence.

“it feels wrong, though. that everything about me is wrong. i feel like i’m so far behind everyone else. i just recently had my first kiss. i just recently lost my virginity. i still have never been in a relationship. meanwhile, everyone else is way ahead of me and it feels like i should just know exactly what i want by now but i don’t and people are getting caught in my crosshair.” she huffed out in frustration, her gaze boring into austin’s eyes. “all my friends are growing up faster than i am, and i can’t help but feel like my immaturity is hurting people because i don’t know what i’m doing”

“just because you haven’t experienced all those things up until now doesn’t mean that there’s something wrong about you, y/n.” austin mumbled, leaning forward until their foreheads were pressed together. he shut his eyes and sighed, “everyone gets hurt, dove. it’s just how life is - not because of whether or not you’re ‘grown up’ enough. you find someone, you try it out, and it either works or it doesn’t. and it doesn’t always mean officially being boyfriend-girlfriend whatever, sometimes you find someone and you’re the closest thing to dating but then it’s ripped apart.” he paused, pulling his forehead away from hers while keeping his eyes shut. it was as if austin had already known exactly how far he’d have to pull back and tilt his head up to press a kiss to the girl’s forehead. “you know that much already. it’s happened to us, hasn’t it?”

in another universe, y/n knows that the man in front of her would be her first everything. there was once a time when the two were just middle schoolers with silly little crushes on each other. everyone around them knew, especially their closest friends, but they’d never confess to each other. instead, they’d try and get the other to make the first move and confess through means of: secretly holding hands under the lunch table, austin letting y/n wear his hoodies whenever she was cold, and y/n cheering for austin at every basketball game with a large sign that she’d spend far too long making.

but this universe is cruel, and when y/n’s dad let her know that he began seeing someone else and that she had a son that was her age, y/n was ecstatic. until that faithful day that her dad invited his new girlfriend to dinner at their house and was told that her son would be joining them only to learn that her dad’s new girlfriend’s son was austin.

the two never spoke about it back then, but they knew that their crushes on each other weren’t enough for them to sabotage their parents’ relationship. from this, an odd dynamic was born between them: with austin growing ever so cocky as puberty began and y/n retracting far back into her shell. austin was the only one in their friend group to go to a different high school, simply because his mom wanted him to go to a charter school instead.

but y/n would still be the loudest person cheering for him in the bleachers. he’d still send her off to school with one of his hoodies to make sure she stayed warm. and they‘d play video games in austin’s room with their legs laid across one another. with the over-looming fact that they’d become step-siblings officially one day, austin had even taken it upon himself to joke about sleeping with y/n like those step-sibling porn videos.

but y/n wouldn’t tell him to stop and austin would only continue because he enjoyed making her flustered. but he also knew that if y/n had ever wanted to say “fuck it” and give them a shot, austin wouldn’t wait any longer.

it’d continue on until now, and although their feelings had faded away when austin began dating other girls and y/n started finding others attractive- they both knew that there’d always be something like love that’d be lying under the surface of their interactions. they didn’t need to tell each other because they already felt it long ago.

austin opened his eyes and pulled away from her completely, hearing the way her breath had hitched in her throat. “let’s drink. you’ve had a rough day.” he said, turning around and picking up the plastic bag he had dropped to the floor. he took out both bottles of hennessey and jack daniels, walking over to her desk so he could set it down. “got cups?” he asked her.

y/n pushed herself off the bed, thinking over austin’s words as she walked over to her fridge. she took out two plastic shot cups she had from the stack that sat in her basket, walking over to austin and setting the cups down on the desk.

“i feel like people are judging me because i’m a shit person for continuing on with my dance without realizing that i wouldn’t be able to not hurt one or the other.” she mumbled, feeling austin’s arm wrap around her waist so that he could pull her to his side after he had opened up the hennessey bottle.

“fuck what others think.” he hummed, pouring out the drink into the two shot cups while he rubbed circles into her side with his thumb. “they’re just as shit of a person as the next guy. no one’s perfect and as far as i’m concerned, they shouldn’t be judging you just because you’re not as experienced and you’re going into this whole thing blindly. i know you’re not the type of girl who romanticized everything and watched chick flicks so you’re actually learning from the very bottom. well, i guess besides the awkward flirting we did in middle school that sorta faded away into this whole step-sibling porn thing we got going on now.” austin pointed out, setting the bottle down and holding out a shot cup for her to take. once she grabbed it, austin grabbed his own and clanged their cups together.

“cheers.” y/n and austin mumbled before they both tossed their head backs and downed the shots.

they set down the cups fast on the table, y/n grimacing at the taste. “no chasers, baby. we’re big strong men in this household.” austin mumbled, watching in amusement as y/n’s face contorted.

“god, you’re fucking horrible. i don’t know how you expect me to take that without a chaser.” she coughed, leaning against austin as she felt his body shake with his laugh.

he pressed another kiss to the top of her head, turning so he could face her and properly pull her in for a hug. he smiled as he felt her wrap his arms around his waist and bury her face in his chest while he rested his chin atop her head. “alright, no more deep talk stuff, okay? let me get this straight to you. you started a fight between two friends who are certainly not going to be friends anymore because you lead the both of them on.“ he could feel her pull her head back to talk back at him, but he raised a hand to press against the back of her head and keep her face pressed against his chest. “but you’re only human. you make mistakes and that’s okay, you just have to learn from them. but tonight, let’s make a few more mistakes and get so drunk that you’ll have to skip classes.” he continued softly.

he didn’t get an immediate reply and austin knew that the girl was thinking over his words. he smoothed out her hair as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other to gently sway her.

“okay.” she mumbled against his chest, pushing back against his hand so that she could look up at him. “i missed you, austin.” she whispered softly, watching as a small smile crept up on austin’s face.

“i know.” he replied, unwrapping his arms from around her so that he could reach for their shot cups again. he handed y/n her cup before grabbing the open bottle, pouring another shot into both of their cups. “i missed you too, baby. now, let’s drink, turn on your laptop, and sing the entirety of the let it shine soundtrack.” he responded, watching the way y/n’s mood visibly lifted as they clanged their cups together before tossing their heads back and feeling the alcohol burn down their throats.

|| next part ||

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[tianakoopa]

I wanted to join itslulu_arts’s dtiys challenge. I tried my best to get the colors close 😅 My plan was to post this tomorrow for an Easter post, but I don’t think I’d have time to, so here it is!

[possibilitytoart]

Remember when I said Art is Stupid?

I stand by that statement.

So I wrote a full thing for this earlier today, then deleted it by exiting the app without saving to drafts like a fucking dumbass 🙃 lmao.

Left: Lykus

Right: Aliver

Basically, from what I wrote earlier, this thing, that I probably should’ve captioned in the actual image as being a “Clothes Swap,” but I refuse to go back & fix it…

I realized two things & complained about one.

One: Anatomy is stupid.

Idk why Lykus ended up so tiny & why Al is so much bigger. I got the proportions down a bit better! And Al is way beefier than I imagined, but it works… but idk why Lykus looks TINY! Like, he’s a couple inches shorter, sure, but he just looks pocket-size & that is not what I’m going for. I will absolutely be fucking around with more body types, as I need to anyway, outside of character design…

1/2 : I need to give these dudes actual closets! Lykus came to be by a random sfx makeup / cosplay day in July of 2023, as most of my characters tend to come about, apparently…. So his fit was already designed, but he needs more variety. And while I like the blue jeans Al is wearing, I need to find more boots. He is wearing my work boots, and while he does rock them, they aren’t “Aliver,” ya know?

Blah, blah, that brings me to my second point,

2/2 : Fuckin’ marker colors!! I need more alcohol marker colors!! You would think that with more than 20 markers you’d have enough, but noooo! They aren’t like paints where you can just blend them and add water or white / black to alter values. No, dude! They come as they are, no exceptions!

Also, mildly miffed about taking the time to SWATCH all of the colors, on the SAME paper, only to have them decide to CHANGE COLOR/VALUE when USED!!!

Lykus, my beautiful Latino American boy, is NOT THAT DARK! Dude is actually hella light skin. Not as white as Aliver, but definitely not as dark as 101 turned out to be. >:/

And while I do like those blue jeans Al is wearing, I would’ve preferred his jeans’ marker to be distressed instead of having my black dried the hell out??? WHEN DID THAT HAPPEN?!?!

Last complaint:

I fucking hate drawing Aliver’s flannel jacket.

It is so important to his character design & the fact that it’s flannel/plaid, but I fucking hate coloring that thing.

“Skill issue.” Yeah, yeah, fuck off… Practice ‘n’ all that…

Okay, crybaby is done moaning.

Have a great time zone, y’all! <3

[caloundra-van-lines]

Moving Boxes 101: The Perfect Boxes for a Smooth Move

Whether you’re moving down the street or interstate, one thing’s for certain: you’ll need plenty of boxes for moving. At Caloundra Van Lines, we know how important it is to have the right packing supplies to keep your belongings safe and organized. Here’s everything you need to know about selecting the best boxes for your move, from specialty options to simple tips for packing efficiently.

Why Choosing the Right Moving Boxes Matters

Not all boxes are created equal. If you’ve ever had a box tear under the weight of a stack of books or watched fragile items get damaged during a move, you know what we’re talking about. Different items require different kinds of boxes for safe, organized transport. Here’s a look at the types of moving boxes available and what each is best suited for.

Types of Moving Boxes and Their Uses

1. Standard Cardboard Boxes

Small Boxes (1.5 – 2 cubic feet): Ideal for heavy, dense items like books, tools, or kitchenware. Small boxes are easy to carry and prevent overloading, which is essential for items that would otherwise be too heavy in a larger box.

Medium Boxes (3 cubic feet): Great for packing a variety of household items like toys, small appliances, and décor. These versatile boxes can hold a decent amount without becoming too heavy.

Large Boxes (4.5 – 6 cubic feet): Perfect for lightweight, bulky items like bedding, towels, and pillows. Avoid putting heavy items in large boxes to make lifting easier and safer.

2. Wardrobe Boxes

These tall, sturdy boxes come with a metal bar for hanging clothes directly, keeping your wardrobe wrinkle-free and organized. At Caloundra Van Lines, we often recommend wardrobe boxes (or “portarobes”) for business attire, evening wear, or any clothes you want to keep on hangers. Wardrobe boxes save time on packing and unpacking, as you can transfer clothes straight from closet to closet.

3. Dish Boxes (or Kitchen Boxes)

Dishes, glassware, and other fragile kitchen items require extra care. Dish boxes come with dividers and are designed to keep fragile items protected. These boxes are double-walled for added strength, minimizing the risk of breakage.

4. Picture and Mirror Boxes

Picture frames, mirrors, and artwork need specialized boxes to avoid damage. These boxes are adjustable and can be expanded to fit larger frames. They are ideal for protecting glass and delicate art pieces, with foam or padding inside for extra security.

5. Electronics Boxes

Your electronics need special protection, especially if they’re going long-distance. Electronics boxes are double-walled for durability and often come with built-in padding. If possible, it’s a good idea to use the original boxes for high-value electronics; if not, these specialty boxes are a great alternative.

Additional Packing Supplies to Consider

Beyond boxes, you’ll need some essential packing materials:

Packing Tape: Strong, high-quality packing tape is a must to keep boxes sealed during transit.

Bubble Wrap and Packing Paper: These add a layer of protection to fragile items.

Labels and Markers: Label each box with its contents and the room it belongs in for a smoother unpacking experience.

Furniture Covers: For protecting sofas, mattresses, and other large furniture items.

Tips for Efficient Packing

1. Don’t Overpack Boxes

Heavy items go in small boxes, and light, bulky items go in larger ones. Overpacking boxes can lead to breakage, both of your belongings and potentially the box itself.

2. Label Strategically

Label each box with its contents and destination room. A quick note like “Kitchen – Pots and Pans” will save you time when you’re setting up your new space.

3. Pack by Room

Packing one room at a time helps with organization and keeps the packing process more manageable. This approach makes it easier to load the moving truck and streamline the unpacking process.

4. Reinforce the Bottom of Boxes

Add an extra layer of tape to the bottom of each box for added strength. This simple step can prevent the box from breaking open during the move.

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[theplumbnerd]

Septic Tank Care 101: Nurturing Your Underground Ally - A Guide with PlumbNerd

Septic Tank Care 101: Nurturing Your Underground Ally - A Guide with PlumbNerd

Greetings, guardians of the underground and septic system stewards! I'm Jack Thompson, your PlumbNerd companion, and today we're delving into the realm of septic tank care. In this comprehensive guide, I'll share the steps to properly care for and maintain your septic tank, ensuring a healthy and trouble-free waste disposal system. Let's embark on this journey to septic serenity with PlumbNerd as your guide! Beneath the Surface: Mastering the Art of Septic Tank Care with PlumbNerd Your septic tank may be out of sight, but it's a vital part of your home's waste management. In this guide, I'll be your plumbing guru, unveiling the secrets to keep your septic tank functioning seamlessly and preventing costly issues.

Tools and Materials You'll Need

Before we get into the nitty-gritty of septic tank care, let's ensure your toolkit is ready for the maintenance mission: Tools: - Septic Tank Pumping Service: A professional service for periodic pumping. - Septic Tank Inspection Tools: Probes or detectors for inspecting tank levels. - Bacterial Additives: To promote the natural breakdown of waste. Materials: - Grass or Plant Markers: For marking the location of your septic tank. - Safe Toilet Paper: Choose septic-safe toilet paper to prevent clogs. - Water-Conserving Fixtures: Install fixtures that conserve water to reduce strain on the septic system.

Step-by-Step Guide

Step 1 - Know Your Septic System - Locate the Tank: Determine the location of your septic tank and mark it for future reference. - Know the Tank Capacity: Understand the capacity of your septic tank to schedule pumping accordingly. Step 2 - Regular Inspections - Visual Inspection: Periodically inspect the area around the tank for wet spots or odors. - Use Inspection Tools: Use probes or detectors to check the level of sludge and scum in the tank. Step 3 - Schedule Regular Pumping - Determine Pumping Frequency: Schedule pumping based on the size of your household and tank capacity. - Professional Service: Hire a professional septic tank pumping service for thorough cleaning. Step 4 - Water Conservation - Fix Leaks Promptly: Address plumbing leaks promptly to prevent excess water entering the septic system. - Upgrade to Water-Conserving Fixtures: Install water-saving toilets, faucets, and showers to reduce water usage. Step 5 - Septic-Safe Habits - Dispose of Wisely: Only flush human waste and septic-safe toilet paper. Avoid flushing non-biodegradable items. - Watch What Goes Down the Drain: Avoid pouring grease, chemicals, and excessive amounts of household cleaners into drains. Step 6 - Bacterial Additives - Follow Manufacturer Recommendations: Use bacterial additives according to the manufacturer's recommendations to enhance natural waste breakdown. - Avoid Harsh Chemicals: Avoid using harsh chemicals that can disrupt the natural bacterial balance in the tank.  Step 7 - Landscaping Considerations - Protect the Drain Field: Avoid planting trees near the drain field to prevent root intrusion. - Grass Cover: Maintain a grass cover over the drain field to prevent soil erosion. Step 8 - Educate Household Members - Septic System Dos and Don'ts: Educate everyone in your home about proper septic system use and maintenance. - Emergency Procedures: Provide guidelines for handling septic system emergencies.

Additional Tips

- Emergency Kit: Keep a septic system emergency kit with tools, spare parts, and contact information for professionals. - Keep Records: Maintain records of inspections, pumpings, and any maintenance performed on the septic system. - Consider Inspections Before Home Sale: If selling your home, consider a septic system inspection to ensure its condition.

Conclusion

Congratulations, septic system guardians! You've completed PlumbNerd's guide to properly caring for and maintaining a septic tank. By following these steps, you're safeguarding a crucial part of your home's waste disposal system. May your septic tank stay clear, and your plumbing remain trouble-free. Happy septic stewardship! Read the full article

[hairbeautysupplies]

Nail Supplies 101: Your Ultimate Guide to Nail Art Essentials

Hey there, fabulous readers! If you're anything like me, you're all about expressing yourself through nail art. Whether it's a subtle pastel shade or a dazzling array of patterns and designs, nails are your canvas. But where do you start? Don't worry, because in this ultimate guide, we're diving into the world of nail supplies – those magical tools and products that make your nail art dreams come true. 

The Basics: Must-Have Nail Supplies

Before you embark on your nail art journey, let's stock up on the essentials. These are the tools you'll find yourself reaching for again and again:

1. Nail Polishes: The heart and soul of any nail art collection. From classic nudes to vibrant neons, having a range of colors is a must. Don't forget to include base and top coats for a longer-lasting finish.

2. Nail Brushes: A set of quality nail brushes is like having a set of magic wands. They come in various sizes and shapes for intricate designs, precise lines, and delicate details.

3. Nail Files and Buffers: The foundation of every great manicure. Files shape your nails, while buffers create a smooth surface for your artistry to shine.

4. Dotting Tools: These little tools are your secret to creating perfect dots of all sizes. They're versatile and oh-so-fun to use.

5. Nail Stickers and Decals: Short on time? Nail stickers and decals come to the rescue. They're like instant nail art without the hassle.

6. Rhinestones and Studs: For that touch of glam, rhinestones and studs are your go-to. Experiment with placement and designs to elevate your nail game.

Leveling Up: Intermediate Nail Supplies

Ready to take your nail art to the next level? These supplies will help you push your creative boundaries:

1. Nail Stamping Kit: Stamping kits allow you to transfer intricate designs onto your nails with ease. It's like printing art onto your nails – the results are jaw-dropping.

2. Nail Striping Tapes: Achieve flawless lines and geometric patterns using striping tapes. They're a game-changer for modern, edgy designs.

3. Nail Drying Spray: Waiting for your art to dry can be a test of patience. Nail drying sprays speed up the process, so you can get back to flaunting your nails sooner.

4. Nail Art Pens: These pens are like markers for your nails. Perfect for freehand designs and doodles that showcase your unique style.

Unleash Your Inner Pro: Advanced Nail Supplies

Feeling like a nail artist extraordinaire? These supplies are for those who want to create masterpieces:

1. UV/LED Nail Lamp: If you're into gel nails, a UV or LED lamp is essential. It cures the gel polish, ensuring a long-lasting and glossy finish.

2. Electric Nail Drill: For the ultimate in precision and control, an electric nail drill helps you shape, sculpt, and refine your nails to perfection.

3. Nail Art Brushes Set: Upgrade your brush collection with specialized brushes for 3D designs, intricate details, and even calligraphy-style nail art.

4. Acrylic and Gel Systems: Ready to sculpt your own extensions or create complex 3D designs? Acrylic and gel systems give you the power to mold and shape like a true artist.

Where to Find the Best Nail Supplies

Now that you're armed with knowledge about the must-have nail supplies, where do you get them? Look no further than your local beauty supply stores, online retailers, and even specialty nail art boutiques. Remember to read reviews, compare prices, and check for quality before making your purchase.

So there you have it, lovely readers! Nail supplies are your passport to a world of creativity and self-expression. From basic essentials to advanced tools, each piece contributes to your nail art journey. So go ahead, gather your supplies, and let your nails become your very own masterpiece! Happy painting!

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TikTok-Marketing 101

Bei The Disco und den Liedern des Films gibt es sowohl Tanz als auch Gesang in einem Kaleidoskop aus Lichttönen. Kurz nach der Veröffentlichung posteten die TikTok-Konten von Swift einen Clip im Film mit dem Hashtag #AnotherLikeMe und einem Vers im Lied likes tiktok.

Eine Woche später hatte #AnotherLikeMe mehr als 3 Millionen Aufrufe. Ebenso hatte #Medancechallenge über 500.000 Aufrufe auf TikTok erhalten. Am Ende war es ein Erfolg für die Beförderung von Swift.

Wenn Sie sich noch nicht sicher sind, warum und wie Sie diese profane und lustige Phase annehmen sollen, finden Sie hier unsere vier besten TikTok-Werbehilfen.

1) Hashtag-Challenge

Im Jahr 2018 forderte der herzliche Late-Night-TV-Moderator Jimmy Fallon die Zuschauer der Tonight Show dazu auf, Videos von ihnen auf dem Boden wälzenden Tieren zu veröffentlichen, zum Beispiel private Tumbleweeds zu Western-Tracks von der #tumbleweedchallenge auf TikTok. Bis Anfang 2019 wurden über 8.000 #tumbleweedchallenge-Videos rund um TikTok geteilt. Die Antwort veranlasste ihn, einem zweiten TikTok-Problem zu folgen und seine Zuschauer dazu aufzufordern, Clips dieser attraktiven Schnurrbärte in ihrer Konfrontation mit einem unauslöschlichen Marker zu teilen.

Das Hindernis wäre sicherlich ein großer Teil des Charmes und der Leistung von TikTok. Zu jedem Zeitpunkt wird es eine Reihe von Herausforderungen geben, an denen Benutzer teilnehmen. Das Konzept der #HashtagChallenge besteht darin, dass Benutzer ein Prinzip mitnehmen, sei es lustig, skurril oder etwas Geschenkbedürftiges, und es mit ihrer Bewegung wiederholen Bilder. Marken nutzen den Kampf auf die gleiche Art und Weise, wie Taylor Swift aufgehört hat, hartnäckige TikTok-Nutzer zu unterstützen, um Filme zu machen, die von den Originalvideos der Marke inspiriert sind.

2) Kreative, virale Artikel

Bereits im April 2019 hat der deutsche Fußballverein Bayern München einen offiziellen TikTok-Account eingerichtet, um potenzielle junge Fans anzusprechen. Auch wenn eine Fußballmannschaft für eine Sendung, die sich viral verbreitet, unwahrscheinlich erscheint, so machten 15-Sekunden-Filme von Teenagern, die ungewöhnliche, lustige Dinge tun, die Neigung der Fußballspieler, ihre Ziele durch Tanzen vor Ort zu beobachten, zu einem hervorragenden Ergebnis Spiel.

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I made a pretty art piece on a rock for my new sigil to make activation easier for me and wanted to share it. 😊

Art Magick Sigil: I dream peacefully

As you can see, I colored and painted gold stars, gold moon, and the sigil silver with blue clouds inside.

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Dipstick just wanted a nice visit with his folks.

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