#bcs on one side i do like to draw an outline and make one by instinct

[sinvulkt]

which type of writer are you?

I’m bored, so i shall be hijacking your tag game, @esorydoolb . It looks fun! :3

take this quiz

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Here is my result:

I feel more like a Methodological Pantser or an Intuitive Plotter, but I guess this is the mix of the two, eh? XD

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[glass-oranges]

D3molish.

[choccy-milky]

Random but when you post something I always get excited thinking it's a new chapter 😭 I'm literally waiting by my phone for it

BAHAH IM SORRY ANONS ITS COMING SOON I SWEAR!! but im glad ur looking forward to it!! my damn outline ALONE is 21k words (tho im really happy with it and im excited for yall to read it) and although i still have to finish it + the drawing, HERES PART OF THE WIP IN THE MEANTIME🥹💖(also anon, who cares if u think youre terrible at art... DRAW ANYWAY!!!😤& ILY TOO💖 )

im definitely gonna write them as adults, and have ideas for some side stories i wanna do!!! the one i mentioned in the wattpad comment would be in writing, because i wanna write about seb and clora finally deciding to have their first kid (along with the process😏😏😏😏) and how sebs breeding kink ass will react to doing the devils tango with clora when its ACTUALLY gonna make a baby LMAO. plus how his overprotective ass will act when he finds out clora is LEGIT pregnant while theyre travelling/on the JOB, rather than just a pregnancy scare like last time BAHA. so yes, overly excited seb will defs be a thing in the future LOL. (though there are things i am just gonna keep in comic form, like their kids and stuff, bc i dont rly have ideas for any sort of epilogue with that. so if ppl wanna know about seb and cloras kids, they can just look at my art once i finally draw and post them ^^)

IVE THOUGHT ABOUT THIS TOO and the hairclip would defs be different!! i just havent decided what it would be.... (bro's about go buy her something bedazzled from ardene or claire's or some shit 💀💀LMAO) as for the mascots, the snake for seb would defs still apply bc ive decided its their mascot for the school football team. but for clora no, i dont think bird/raven imagery would be a thing......tho maybe the school mascots can be the snakes AND ravens LMFAO. and then i can have seb look directly into the camera and say "well, clora, looks like we really are The Raven and the Snake."

@4ever2000lover BAHAHA YOULL SEE YOUR NIECE AND NEPHEW SOON I SWEAR!!! i have the sketches but i plan to finish them + post them once im done the last chap of my fic. but they ARE coming, i promise👀👀(and im rly excited for everyone to see their daughter and her name, bc im so proud of it LMAO. i used up my entire big brain quota for the year on it +the reasoning behind it🧠)

also @blue-space-dragon TYSM IM GLAD U LIKE MY ART AND HOW I DRAW MY BLORBOS🥹💖AND ALSO THAT U FIND IT APPETIZING LMAO😋💖

[scho17]

@hibiscusseaart

Ren Nohara

Ren and Kks doodles + me yapping ab this AU bc the brain rot has me in a chokehold

close ups so yall dont have to zoom in

I JUST REALIZED THIS WOULD MEAN THAT NARUTO IS TECHNICALLY ALSO THE HATAKE CLAN HEIR URAGHHHH

I NEED TO DRAW HIM WITH ALL THE NINKEN SO SO BADDDDDD

KAKASHI SHARING CLAN LORE BC HE HAS PACK TO CARRY ON HIS CLANS HISTORY AND TRADITIONS BC IT ISN'T JUST HIM ANYMORE SAVE ME SAVE ME

Hatake 'the line ends with me' Kakashi BUT NOT ANYMORE BABY HELL YEAH!! having a spouse and child will do that to you

Now does he really gaf ab tradition? Honestly, probably not but the idea of him not being alone in terms of family/clan is what he deserves (along with a lot of therapy).

HE MAY STILL BE MENTALLY ILL BUT NOT AS BADLY AS THE FIRST TIME AROUND 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Also, the consequences of Naruto having two parents who are both some of the most elite shinobi in Konoha is probably one of the best 'fuck off' deterrents he could have in terms of curbing harassment over his being the nine-tails container.

ALSO ALSO, "I'm gonna be Hokage!" oh and he's wearing those little blue goggles and carrying around the weight of a dead boy's dream without really knowing just how heavy that burden is but still carrying it all the same in the way only optimistic children can. Oh bitch I'm throwing up everywhere. Like yes he's going to bring peace to the shinobi world but he is also giving both his dad's the worst type of heart ache. Seeing doubles because he's so much like Obito but blonde and four times as stubborn.

kkrn trying so hard not to see ghosts in their kid but he's literally a mash up of Minato, Kushina, and Obito. Minato's kindness, Kushina's vitality, and Obito's pure will to be good.

Not saying that ghosts are all they see cause it's very much not. Naruto is still Naruto but sometimes there's that outline of an old memory that just doesn't fade. A little like deja vu I guess. Kakashi and Ren are so glad it's peacetime because even the thought of dandelion blonde beneath a too-big boulder makes breathing that much harder.

I imagine he gets trained an insane amount because both Kakashi and Ren want him to be able to defend himself. Even while it's peacetime, they're shinobi, there's always a risk. So long as Naruto is on active duty he'll always be in danger. With both of his guardians growing up/serving in the third war when they were barely older than Naruto it's practically a given.

Not that I think Naruto would complain about being able to learn jutsu/shinobi skills. He'd probably be stoked about it until he has to spend like four hours straight throwing shuriken and reading survival guides about edible plants. He complains about it. Loudly. mb lil bro half of ninja training is literally just ingraining reflexes and learning the land.

mmm academy-era Naruto going to the memorial stone and ranting about his day to it in the way he's seen both Ren and Kakashi do in the past. That's so cute and sad like "and then Shikamaru slept the whole time but it was supposed to be a GROUP project! Can you believe that!" and Obito is in the bushes nodding his head along like the good uncle he is. (He literally tried to murder Naruto when he was less than an hour old.)

Naruto just talks and talks and talks. About everything and nothing and its probably like the least depressing one-sided conversation Obito has ever heard in front of his grave (looking at you Kakashi, Ren).

I imagine that Naruto kind've treats the stone/Obito's memory fondly. Both Ren and Kakashi talk about him in warm tones and with growing up hearing stories of him it's hard not to feel like he knows him. He's not there, obviously, but if Naruto closes his eyes and imagines that scowling boy in his parent's team photo while he talks it almost feels real. (Honey, you've got a big storm coming.)

To their family, Obito is forever thirteen. He's passionate and has a short fuse. He loves sweets and has eyes and hair darker than the night, he's a sucker for a sob story and helps old ladies with their groceries. Naruto finds it hard not to see a friend in a ghost he's never met.

AA and then post Uchiha Massacre, Naruto just stares at the stone and wonders that if Obito were still here would he be gone too? Man I need to see what's going on in Obito's head during that.

On an unrelated note i wonder where the fuck Jiraiya is in all this. Bro is just out and about doing fuck all as two fourteen year olds take care of his godson and he's running from responsibility😭 i bet he sends guilt money. Ren literally doesn't give a single shit because even if Jiraiya did try for custody he would literally be getting his hands chopped off. No way in hell is Ren letting a pervert like that raise a kid that's a recipe for disaster. The money is nice but Ren could not give less of a fuck ab that mans guilt. Like "oh, you feel bad for not owning up to your God Father title that Minato, my late sensei, entrusted to you? Good."

I need to see Ren and Genma + Anko and Kurenai friendship. They would be a horrible terrible no good amazing friend group. Terrifying when together. Four horsemen of the apocalypse when they have an idea and put their mind to it.

Anyway, what are our opinions on ANBU Ren and Ren meeting 'Sukea' bc that all i've been able to think ab today. Okay, I'm done yapping thanks for listening.

[boopboops22]

hello!❕heads up this isn’t a draw request bc ik you have a lot of those rn❕i saw you request chronic pain gon art on twitter and was wondering if you had any thoughts on that au? do you think you’d ever incorporate it in your post canon hxh lore? as someone who is realizing they might have chronic pain i just love the idea of gon having chronic pain after canon. i especially love him having a great support system for it :)

Oh my gosh I'm so happy to hear you also like the hc! I do have a lot of ideas for it actually

Ramblings about the hc below :-)

These are some doodles I did for the idea a little while back. This idea started from me projecting onto Gon losing his nen and seeing it as similar to the disabled experience.

I feel that Gon would have a huge complex about his pain and deny any aid for a while. When he does seek out assistance he treats it like an episodic thing, rather then somthing that is constant. Like, pushing through the pain and his limits for a while until he breaks down, then once he recovers from the break he goes back to pushing himself. In his head his disability is only present in these break downs allowing him to ignore it until it becomes too much. Over time though he would learn better habits and how to not push himself to a breaking point.

For his support system he definitely has so many people there for him!!

When on Whale Island Abe and Mito are the first to encourage him to slow down and be there for him when he's dealing with coming to terms with his pain. I especially think Abe would get on his case for internalized abelism and be the most understanding with him, Mito would be very supportive in caring for him but she wouldn't really understand imo. I feel like she was the one to instill hard working habits into him which can be an unhealthy mindset to keep when disabled.

When it comes to Killua I think that Gon has a bit of a complex over his pain in realtion to Killua. He'd likely wish he could tolerate pain to the extent Killua can and feel inadequate or weak for being bothered to the extent he is by the pain. Also Killua would likely feel even more compelled to protect Gon and Gon the prideful creature he is would feel insulted if Killua got overly protective.

In the end despite those issues and emotional complications, Killua is definitely who Gon would be the most soothed by when in pain and Killua would want to be there to support Gon. I think there's a lot of opportunity for softness between them because of it. Killua catching onto Gon's pain when he's trying to hide it, Gon seeking out Killua as a distraction when it gets bad, there's many cute scenarios.

Gon would absolutely be the worst at dealing with his chronic pain and with it being a side effect after being healed in this au, I think be would feel that he deserved the pain as well. Despite feeling like he deserved it he would hate being less capable from it and cause a lot of issues with his self worth. I think him accepting it with time and then learning how to work with his pain, knowing his limits and when to push them, and actually seeking aid, he would develop a much healthier relationship with his pain. I really love the idea of his character growth being reflected in him learning to take care of his condition!

I'm a person with fibromyalgia and migraines so when I picture what his pain is like and how he goes through it I'm imagining what I experience but in the future for any chronic pain Gon stuff I make I think I might make the pain a little vague so people with different kinds of chronic pain can relate!! As for incorporating this hc into my hxh lore, I'm kinda treating it as it's own au separate from most of my post canon hxh stuff. I have a pretty thorough outline worked out for my post canon lore and I don't want to shoehorn this hc into that so I'm treating it as it's own thing

I hope you gain some comfort in Gon suffering the same as you and getting enviable support from his loved ones, I love living vicariously through fictional characters 🫶

[boochanz]

can you make a tutorial on how you made your header please (of course you don’t have to if you don’t want to)

hi anon! unfortunately as i was doing so my computer died so i've lost the original one </3 but we'll just make a new one using the same steps hehe! see under the cut.

i'm using photoshop 2024. open ps, and create a new canvas that is 640 x 360 px. add the image of your choice. the original picture i used was already rotated, but if you still want that effect and yours isn't, rotate it by 90 degrees. size it to your liking then click the check mark! after that, click your pen tool (or press p). create a rough outline of the areas you want outlined.

after that, click make selection at the top. the settings that pop up are fine. press ok. then, go to your marquee tool and right click on your outline. select stroke. choose the settings and color you want, im using 2px and making it white.

with that done, we can get to work on your text. the original font i used is called payback. here, i am using the font 'grandma house sans'. i am using gradient overlay, stroke and outer glow. after you have your main text, create a rectangle shape underneath. you will use this as the path for your subtext. with the rectangle selected, grab the font tool and place your text within the rectangle. i'm using the font asenine wide. once you have selected your text, look on the right side of your ps at the text properties. scroll down to paragraph and click 'justify all'

i'm adding a drop shadow and outer glow to the text to accentuate it but that's all i'll do. when that's done, you'll want to use the line tool to draw a line between the first space. duplicate the line and drag it over to the other empty space. i'm using a 1px purple line. i'll also add a drop shadow and outer glow to it bc the colors are light.

now, we are going to go back to our rectangle tool. create a rectangle the same length as the rest of the text. its color is up to you, i'm using a gradient overlay the same colors as the main text so it's cohesive! grab your text tool and again, with the rectangle selected, place your text within it. this text will be your tumblr url (unless you don't want it to be haha). i'm using the same font, asenine wide regular. i've added a drop shadow to the text. this is how it should look.

now, we're going to grab the rectangle tool one more time and place a rectangle at the top that is the same width as the canvas. the height is up to you, mine is 14 px.

now, change your shape to the ellipse and create a circle within the rectangle that's about 8px wide + long. duplicate it twice and place them about 4px from eachother. you can change the colors, i'm going to leave one white and then use two shades of light purple.

now, head on over to the other side of your canvas and use your type tool to add your date (and time if you wish, i didn't). mine is seventeen's debut date :) i used the same font, asenine wide regular. this is what i have so far.

last but not least, we're going to add the particle effect. i screenrecorded effect #5 from this video. to make your life easier and save me from explaining the process, i've uploaded it as a psd here.

before you open the psd, open the timeline on your current canvas. this can be done by going to window -> timeline. mine is already open as you can see, once it is open click create video timeline.

then, you're going to go over to sparkles.psd and copy the 'group one' layer. paste it underneath your text! now, you're going to have the wonky problem of a gif that's significantly shorter than your other layers and cuts off, see here:

so to fix this, use this little thingy and drag it until it no longer goes over the edge of 'group one' in your timeline. it should look like this.

now, why is our overlay still blocking the rest of our image out? this is an easy fix, go over to layers, and with group one still selected, change the blend mode to 'screen'. bam!

finally, to achieve the background effect i have, create a new layer underneath all your other layers, then, go to the layer with your outline on it and use the magic wand tool to select everything outside of the line. go to your image layer with the selection still intact and go to image -> cut to remove the bg. i had to do this in 2 pieces.

then go to that new layer you created and make it whatever color you want. you can use a gradient map, solid color, whatever you want. i'm using a gradient fill similar to background colors, then over it i'm putting a crumpled paper texture (i just googled black paper texture haha) on screen mode. feel free to get creative. this is how it looks!

and that's all, your header is ready to use. go over to file -> export -> save for web (legacy) and save it to your computer. this is our end result! i did add a bit of noise to hoshi bc the image was low quality but otherwise, i did nothing that wasnt't outlined here!

i hope this was semi easy to understand! ♡

[pumpkinsy0]

Headcanons for Ponyboy’s drawing style? (Is it sketchy, etc?) please?

ik se hinton prolly meant like, pony has a realistic art style but look,,,let me be free,,,,

•i would say it IS sketchy, but then at some point, he uses a pencil to hard outline everything

•i wouldnt say its cartoony cause its not, but its not like, 100% realism, the anatomy is there however

•he loves shading and shades a lot but holy fuck does he smudge a lot on accident

•he makes stupid lil doodles on the side of his drawings as well :D

•his artstyle is pretty simple, theres nothing too crazy happening w it

•w his art style without fail on EVERY one of his artworks u can tell which part he liked drawing and what he hated bc that he likes is always detailed and everything else aint

•hes NOT a guy u ask draw backgrounds, he can only do humans, he cant even draw animals

•like im so serious, he doesnt even both drawing animals it looks like a 3rd grader drew em

•his doodles look 2d and his drawings look 3d (i hope this makes sense)

•he uses movie posters as his references, so most of his art and coloring/art style is inspired by those posters

[k-nkypills]

Head full of many thoughts so here’s one ab my partners bc I’ve recently been in this weird pleasure top headspace

Cw: bondage, overstimulation (?), pet names, obsessive partner (my bitchass), body writing (positive not negative), markings, etc (this can be read for both of them or separately, bc either way I wanna do this to them both.)

Wanna have them tied up to a bed with the softest and simplest restraints, nothing complex or extreme, just simple slip knots to hold their limbs in place, to keep them from covering themselves or feeling awkward about hand placements. This is about them not me, so I wanna remove every single thought from behind their eyes till all that’s left is fuzz, my voice and comfort.

Rlly wanna run my hands over their body, feel their skin under mine, feel their pulse through their rib cage as I sit on their lap. Wanna run my nails lightly over their thighs, not to cause harm, but to see their skin flush and feel them tense. Wanna write my initials on them in marker, nowhere normally visible, of course. I just wanna outline my favorite parts of them, complimenting every detail and draw hearts on their stomach.

I want them to be comfortable and relaxed, praise them for everything they’ve had to do or put up with from work, school and home life. Wanna trail my hand down their chest to their stomach, stopping right above their v line and leave small hickies on their chest/neckline as I praise them for doing so well. I wanna feel them shudder as my hand reaches further down slowly and my teeth graze their skin.

I’m obsessed with the thought of having them to myself, unraveling under my fingertips and brainless. Wanna see how many times I can help them cum before either getting a strap and easing into them or letting them fill me up. I wanna call them a good boy, hear their voice change in pitch as my eyes wonder their frame like a spider responding to prey in its web. There’s something so poetic about wanting them to feel good, to get lost in it, even if it doesn’t end in climax or for too long. Just seeing them so soft and beautiful under me as they feel good and lose themselves to it.

Their heads have been full of too many complex thoughts for too long, wanna make my baby unwind with a collar around their neck decorated with their name and a bell. Want their thoughts to leak between their legs as I ease a strap into their lubed hole, I wanna hear the bell jingle every time my hips meet theirs or they shift. I want them to communicate if they need a break, when their close, etc

I wanna be their safe space and take care of them, maybe even letting them free from their restraints so they can breed themselves on my strap or rut into my hole at their own pace, maybe feel up my chest, sides and thighs or leave their own makings. Their just a good boy who’s brain needs a break. I Rlly wanna take care of them <3

[maren-gvf]

Good

Jake One-Shot

jake kiszka x f!reader

Warnings: 18+ MDI, smut, cursing, a little bit of drinking, general foreplay, !protected! p in v sex, teen Jake (18 give or take) (I know this isn't what teenage Jake looked like, but I don't feel comfortable using those pics)

Lemme know if I missed any warnings 😙

A/n: writing bc of writer's block! anyways, I really love this type of Jake fic so I wanted to make my own. I hope u enjoy!

Your phone buzzes as you pull into the Kiszka's driveway.

Josh: are u almost here?

You take out your phone and text him back.

You: Yeah I just pulled into ur driveway

Josh: k u can just come inside

Josh: the door's open

You: kk

You get out of your car, grabbing the Walmart bag full of supplies and your backpack. He was right, the front door was unlocked. You felt weird just letting yourself in, but it's whatever.

Josh is sitting at their dining room table when you walk into the foyer. He's drawing something on the huge piece of white poster paper he got for the project.

"Hey!" He greets you, looking up at you.

"Hey!" You say back, setting the bag on the wooden table. You start taking out your computer.

"How's the research coming along?" Josh asks, continuing to draw what looks like plants.

"Well," you start, pulling up the shared Google doc, "I found a lot out about the different organisms you'd find in a rainforest, but that's about it," you say, letting him scroll around.

"It looks good," he compliments. "Very informative."

"What about you?" You ask, grabbing a blue marker and walking over to the other side of the table to start on the fonts.

"I've done a couple things," he says.

"By that you mean you've done nothing," you say, giving him a look.

"Okay it's not my fault," he starts, putting the cap on the green marker he was using, "Jake needs me to sing for his band, so I haven't really had the time to do anything."

"Jake has a band?" You ask, looking up at him.

"You talking about me, Josh?" That familiar voice says. His familiar raspy tone crackled through your ears.

"I was just telling Y/n about your band," Josh says, grabbing another marker, "and how I never have time for school because of your ass."

Jake laughs to himself which makes you go momentary blind. You breathe in deeply, trying to ignore him even though his presence looms over you like a thick blanket.

He's not wearing a shirt, only some long pajama pants. He pops the cap of his beer on the edge of the table and takes a seat which makes his bicep muscles come out a bit. He wasn't very muscular, but leaner. You could see a faint outline of abs when he walked over to his seat.

Fucking hell.

"You interested or something?" He asks you, his stare burning into the side of your head.

You knew Jake only because of Josh. You weren't necessarily close with either of them, but your parents were good friends. You saw Jake around school and only had one class with him in Junior year. Josh was in your biology class which got you paired up together.

"I didn't know you played," you say, continuing to write, unable to look at him.

"Hm," he takes a swing of his beer, "well maybe you could come watch us some time."

"Maybe..." you say, nervously coloring in your letters.

Josh's phone dings, "Oh shit! I'm supposed to go pick up Sam from Danny's," he says. "Are you good to hang here by yourself and work on it?"

I have to stay here with Jake?

"Um, yeah, I'll be fine!" You say, watching him gather up his keys.

"Okay, and Jake leave her alone!" He yells, exiting the house. The front door slams and you're left there alone with Jake.

You continue your work, ignoring Jake who's very obviously looking at you as he drinks his beer.

"Do I make you nervous or something?" He asks.

"Why would you think that?" You ask, finally making eye contact with him which was a clear mistake.

"Well for one, your face is all red, and two, you're obviously trying to avoid me," he says, leaning back on the chair. His legs open a little.

"You definitely don't make me nervous," you say, your voice a little bit shaky because he does actually make you nervous.

"You're such a bad liar," he says, laughing to himself once again, a stupid smirk on his face.

"What are you doing here anyways?" You ask, now looking into his eyes.

"Uh, this is my house," he says, crossing his arms with a slight tilt of his eyebrows. You ignore his comment, feeling a little embarrassed.

He gets up from his chair and walks over to you. He's standing so close you can smell his body wash and the slight lingering scent of his shampoo. You feel like you're going to faint any second. He's so overwhelming to look at, you wanna burst into dust or flames or something!

"I've always had a thing for you, you know?" He says, reaching across your line of sight to grab a red marker.

You stand up, looking directly at him, "What?"

"Yeah," he leans on the table, twirling the red marker in his hand, "I've always thought you were beautiful and you have a cute personality." He tilts his head towards you a little bit.

He's so casual about it, you think you're dreaming. He moves a little closer to you. Your heart races uncontrollably. Your hands instinctively land on his chest. His eyebrows raise in satisfaction like that was his plan.

"Can I?" He says in a low voice, putting his hands on your waist as he walks you backward out of the dining room.

You gulp, nodding your head as you maintain eye contact with him.

He stops you in the dark hallway, pressing you gently against the wall as his hand slides up your shirt. His other hand holds your jaw, lifting your chin up slightly.

Please don't let this be a dream!

He brings his lips down to yours, kissing you gently before adding more pressure. His lips are so soft, you melt right into them. His tongue parts your lips, slowly sliding into your mouth. He tastes incredible. The kiss slowly becomes more needy, your hands going into his hair.

His lips disconnect from yours, traveling down your jaw and latching on your neck. He gently sucks at the skin enough to give you pleasure but not enough to leave a mark.

"Fuck me," you barely say, your hands traveling down his warm, tanned skin to reach the waistband of his pajama pants.

"I will, baby, I will," he breathes, kissing your lips again.

He moves you down the hall and into a room that you could only assume was his. He strips you of your shirt before you lay down on the bed. He takes your shorts off, tossing them to the floor, leaving you only in your bra and underwear.

What am I doing right now?

He separates your legs as he lays himself in between them. He kisses your lips before undoing your bra and adding it to the pile of clothes.

"You're gorgeous," he says, breathing heavily. "I need you."

"I've needed you more," you breathe out.

He slides your underwear off, leaving you completely naked under him. He slides two fingers into your wetness. He slides his fingers inside of you. You immediately hold onto him, your mouth open a little bit. He pumps them in and out of you.

"Holy shit," you moan, connecting your lips to his. His tongue distracts you from the amazing feeling he's building up inside of you.

"Jake-" you tilt your chin up.

"Come for me, baby," he says, continuing his motions as he plants kisses over your breasts.

Your orgasm hits you like a truck. He takes his fingers out of you.

"Jake, I need it, I need you to fuck me," you say, breathless.

"I know," he says, opening his nightstand and taking out a condom. He strips himself of his pajama pants, slipping the condom around his dick. He crawls on top of you, your legs wrapping around his waist. He situates himself in front of your entrance before slipping inside of you.

"All this for me?" He smirks, lightly thrusting in and out of you. Your arms wrap around his back, your fingers digging into his skin. Your breath hitches as he pulls in and out.

How'd I go from doing homework to being fucked?

He rests his head on your shoulder, his breath hitting your collarbone.

"Fuck, Y/n," he sighs, "you feel so good."

Your hands wrap around his biceps as he continues thrusting, "I'm almost there, Jake." You tightly shut your eyes, your hand flying down to grip the sheets. Both your bodies produce moans of pleasure that surround the room.

Your second orgasm approaches. Jake fucks you through it as his own takes over him. He releases himself, “Fuck,” he moans into the crook of your neck.

He pulls out falling to the side of you.

“Holy shit,” you laugh, covering your mouth. Both your breathing is rapid.

“Y/n!” You both hear Josh shout from the living area.

“Shit, shit, shit,” you say, scrambling off the bed and getting yourself dressed. Jake puts his pajama pants back on.

“Wait,” he says, holding the door closed, “I meant what I said in the dining room. I do… really like you.”

You smile, tucking some hair behind your ear, “I really like you too, Jake.”

“Good.”

“Good.”

[hinamie]

hinaaaaasa ive been a fan of yours and i dont even do jjk. literally how do you draw yuujis scars bc they look soooooo good i remember you saying it took a lot of effort to figure them out?

it's actually not that tricky fghsdjg for his facial scars, I just use a textured brush on a multiply layer (usually a light purple on multiply makes them a nice ruddy skin colour). For the lighter scars I have all up his arms, I just use a paler skin tone (fun fact it's actually the skin tone I use for megumi) and kinda just zigzag them up his arms in a way that looks natural to me. if I want a bit more definition, i'll subtly outline some areas with a skin tone slightly darker than yuuji's to give them more dimension or a raised/sunken effect

but rly when I talk about yuuji's scars being difficult to figure out, I'm mostly referring to their placement as the that gave me trouble. back when I thought his face would end up looking like he went through a blender, I was worried about being able to draw them consistently, but making a list and having a general idea of the main shapes I was going for helped. see figure 1, my partially defunct yuuji injury checklist. noting the general shape and where they sat in relation to one another helped a ton

as for what I settled on for his post-canon scars, I basically tried to compromise n strike a balance between having him healed while still looking like he'd just barely survived the fight of his life gsdhjfgjs none of this lil baby eyebrow nick + cut himself shaving bullshit. I also picked my favourites based on what I think looks good lmao. here's what I ended up with:

his shibuya scars stay, but I extended his central scar out a bit onto his right side to reference the eye he should have lost. I have it hook up his cheek and cover some of his eyelid.

speaking of the eye he should have lost, the right eye is a slightly different colour because I like to think he couldn't grow it back perfectly. It's lighter and foggier and his vision is not as good

gave him a little nick across the nose as a nod to sukuna's nose markings

kept the jaw/neck scar I gave him because I think it's in a good kissing place that's it that's the reason :)

[yourluckyoswald]

Was randomly talking to my mom about the Maui fires a bit back and everything going on in Maui now, post fire, and it really got me thinking.

Growing up, I adored mountain fires. Being a kid in West side Waianae, mountain fires were a yearly thing since our mountains were so dry. Since Waianae is so dark(bc it's not a city like in the Windward side) you can't even see the mountains at night, making them blend in with the pitch black sky.

My living room had 2 wide sliding doors looking towards the mountains and whenever the fires came around, it would illuminate the fine mountain ridges. It was beautiful. I'd find myself sitting by that patio door every night just to see the dancing lines of blaze drawing the outlines of the almost invisible mountains, paired with the soft smell of smoke. The slight smoke filtered by the distance was one of my most pleasant and also memorable scents of my childhood.

I think it must have been weird for my parents then. Imagine seeing your child ritualistically sit by the open patio screen, staring out into the night in an entranced state? Plus the fact that it would be like that for a full month. Creepy...I'd even run out to see the fires the moment I woke up.

Another thing is a more cultural aspect. Pele. The Hawaiian goddess of fire and lava. Also my favorite Hawaiian Goddess growing up. Sometimes I'd find myself talking to the flames, miles away from my patio door as if it were Pele herself. I'd thank her for the beauty her flames provided as well as the beauty it would soon bring for these mountains.

Like I said, Waianae mountains are dry. Dry mountain = dirt colored, crusty grass aka brown mountains. Not your typical luscious green mountain full of life and care that you'd see on Hawai'is touristy ads and commercials. No. We don't have that in the Leeward. Thats why after the fires, our mountains would turn into a beautiful green, full of life and just beautiful.

This isn't really a comment on the Maui fires bc I have a lot to say about that, but with how nice a day I had, I kind of wanted to share a piece of my childhood.

I do have other stories of personal encounters with local legends and myths from family, but I wrote too much in one sitting and is probably gonna sleep.

[mossbed-roots]

LU has me by the throat again, I'm working on some drabbles right now to figure voices out but heres an au idea i NEED to get out regardless if i ever make fic/art for it

modern LU ghost hunter au inspired by the "Wind sees ghosts" tag ans the vibes of 111 Winchester

Most Links have had a brush with a "spirit world" in some way or another so i feel like this is a hobby that could bring them together. everyone brings something different to the table

Wind sees ghosts (duh), has pretty much all his life. So does Spirit cause they're like cousins or smth. Wind wants to do an investigation on a creepy old house with lots of reported activity (shit's like haunted haunted, almost no one has been able to go inside). He figures he needs a team on this one and puts out a call on a paranormal forum he frequents. you'll never guess who responds

Four is haunted by the Colors as spirits that have attached themselves to him. They are relatively harmless, though they're kinda stuck to his soul and no one's sure how to feel about this. As far as he knows he's the only one who can see or hear them. they can posses Four one at a time but he really does not like suddenly not existing in his own body. Four's not much of a ghost hunter but he does know plenty about using metals and tools to dispatch evil spirits. He's in this mostly for answers about his own haunting

Legend and Hyrule are long-distance friends and the only ones to know each other before the investigation. Magic exists in this setting, but is not widely practiced, and Hyrule is VERY well-versed in magic (im calling magic practitioners "witches". Wild is one too) Rulie's very sensitive to dark and light energies, and has honed sigil and casting skills. Legend is on the more physical side of things, wielding artifacts and cursed objects from his large collection of...stuff. He's been cursed more than a few times himself. Legend also supplies some goofy ghost hunt equipment, but Twi has most of that covered

Twilight can step into the spirit world with Midna's help, where his spirit often takes the form of a wolf to protect him. He's got a sense for dark energies and can directly confront these malevolent creatures where others might have trouble perceiving them. Aside from that hes the camera guy. He brings the flashlights, the recorders, any equipment he can carry.

Wild is their Guy In The Chair bc he insists they need someone on the outside. I've decided his presence determines whether they get the Good or Bad ending

so turns out this place is like BAD haunted and oh no! Once the boys go in they can't find a way out

the house is a nexus, drawing in as many souls as it can and just feeding on them. There's also probably demons too but like the place itself is imbued with bad evil energy. Time and Wars are here but they are ghosts, drawn in and trapped for longer than they can remember. They are pretty much the only friendly ones here

Twilight finds Sky trapped in the Spirit World side of the house. think like he entered a Silent Realm and couldn't get out. Twi is able to pull him out bc of his weird dark world shit (on the outside Sky has been a missing person for months)

That's uh enough for now I think. enough of an outline for me to come back to. i am very normal about this fledgling idea

[brick-a-doodle-do]

boo! i'm alive! i told nobody about this :D but i can't get through the season without giving a lil winter fic, can i? i had a christmas fic all planned out but i didn't get around to writing it. i also decided to post this today on christmas eve insead of christmas day bc i know i'll forget dsjfgdjs

i got this idea from a stray cat i saw out in 20-30 degree weather and we felt absolutely terrible for it-- we gave it some food but had to drive off cause some ppl in my family are allergic to cats,, anyways creative brain strikes again! even when i do not want it to! :"D

ANYWAYS

still the wild winds blow

tw: vore (sfw), swearing

wc: 1990

—–—

Tommy shivers, pulling his blue-ridden fingers across his torso and burying his frosted pink heap of chilly skin into his raised knees, his teeth chattering rhythmically. The winter wind paws at his ears, each whip of it feeling like a prickling scream that played dangerously with his ear drums. His body is an uncontrollable bundle of shivers as he sits against the brick wall that towered above him.

Moonlight covers his body, making his inchling body almost invisible.

The late-night streets of Nottingham are quiet and riddled with tourists, and the slurred speech of American and English crowds fill his senses, but they're ultimately drowned from the wind.

Snowflakes drift from the atmosphere above and land on his head, breaking and turning into large pellets of water that drown his clothes entirely. As it does, he shivers once again, shuffling his position in the frosty pavement that was ankle-deep for him. 

Everything stings around him, his skin numbing with every passing millisecond. 

The sound of crunching snow catches his attention and he looks up, curiously gazing at the oncoming human. He shuffles to his feet and stares blankly at them. He can see little but their figure in the moonlight, though the streetlights do offer a fair grasping of the person’s silhouette.

They—or more noticeably he from the lanky and masculine structure Tommy notices—stare over his shoulder for a moment before taking a seat against the wall, just moments from Tommy. 

The man shuffled around. Tommy, in the newfound light now that the human no longer was blocking the main stream of it, could see the fluffy hair of the tall male beside him, holding a hint of what he could assume to be brunet, though in this time of day, any color was appliable.

He could also make out a very subtle outline of glasses that curved at least at the top if not all around. The human seemed to be oblivious to Tommy’s existence, as was the rest of the world, but he still was alert and wasting his energy by standing watch.

Another few snowflakes had seeped into his hair and skin and clothes and left him a nearly frozen-solid mess before the human started moving again.

Tommy fought the discomfort of his frosty corning and stared ahead, meanwhile the human shuffled for a moment before pulling out two things, both of which are indecipherable.

Curious, he wraps his arms around himself and continues watching.

Tommy shivers again as one of the of items sparks and emerges is a small and dainty flame that rushes around in the harsh wind.

Some awkward maneuvering from the guy’s hands and Tommy is left recognizing that the things said guy is working with is a cigarette.

Tommy wrinkles his nose, though something has entranced him with the way the lighter and the butt of the cigarette are a pristine orange color. A flame, a fire, a source of warmth.

Tommy wants that lighter, but the human pockets it before the beginnings of his diabolical plans could be debated.

Tommy frowns and purses his lips to the side, watching irritably as the human draws the tube of drugs to his lips.

He watches as the butt of it lights up a color he craves to be near.

Again, Tommy shivers and is only reminded further of his situation.

He hunches over and with calculated movements, creeps through the snow, just a few healthy inches toward the sitting man. He still seemed so towering even from a position like that.

A sting of jealousy washes him when the guy tugs at his sweater and coat as he sneaked ahead just another few centimeters. 

Tommy freezes up as suddenly a human head that sizes greatly against his own is turning in his direction. He cannot see the facial expression of which the man has flashed, though he can only imagine the look of twisted immorality.

He retraces his steps exactly, backing up to where he’d been moments before, buried in the shadows. As he does so, the human shuffles. Tommy is not entirely sure if they can see him or if they’re simply just aware of something’s presence, and while both are unfortunate and could end not dissimilarly, he hopes the latter. 

“Hello?” the man calls, now no longer facing the other wall of the alley but instead crouching so he can look down the entirety of the shadowed alley. Tommy takes a few more steps back for better measure. The man huffs, scanning the world. “Is somet—one there?” he asks again, taking a moment’s pause to burn his cigarette out.

Tommy swallows, watching with pristine caution. He stays silent as the human continues his desperate search around the sliver of ground that’s visible.

He is right past the line of easily seeable, though he could go for another several steps back. Another bead of water falls from his damp hair into his parted mouth, and he swallows on compulsion to his nerves, and chokes. It clogs his throat and he coughs with wide eyes.

Although he’d been prominent in keeping himself hidden, in the sudden panic, Tommy goes several steps forwards, hands clamped gently over his throat as he tries to get rid of the weird feeling in his throat. In doing so, however, his mind had gone absent and he only became aware of his obviousness when he looked up in relief that quickly turned into regret. 

He stands with his mouth agape, the tingling still in the back of his throat as he swallows yet again.

Shit.

The human stares at him with a crooked smile, looking terribly forced. The lighting is only slightly better now that Tommy had a clearer view of the comically large being.

“Are you alright?” he asks, and Tommy tremors.

His voice is so loud, and it just mixes in with everything else he’s hearing. As he shivers again, he's left wondering if the culprit may be the wind, or this fellow right here.

And he shivers again, and again, and again, and his teeth are chattering furiously.

The human clears his throat, putting emphasis on his need for a response. 

“I’m fucking fine, okay?” he murmurs out, above his chattering teeth. He scoffs to himself.

He tugs his lanky arms around his torso yet again and feels the chilly tips of his fingers hit his numb back through the thin fabric of his shirt.

Tommy wishes for the human to leave him alone, like all humans do—to simply let him remain cold and in deep risk of death by frostbite.

He’d prefer that than anything a human would have to offer. Then again…he remembers the nice sweater and coat the human has, maybe it’d be warm, warm enough for him … just for a bit … he could—no. Prime, no.

Suddenly, a hand is crunching in the thin layer of snow.

It pierces his weak ears, and his attention snaps to it. There’s an oncoming urge to continue on as the man clearly intends, but instead he looks up. He can't see anything beyond the outlines of a face, but he can detect a firm nod, and the gentle words trying to reassure him. “Hey, you can trust me. I think you could use the help, can’t you?” 

Tears are pricking at his eyes, and he pitifully agrees and nods. “Please, I want you to let me help you," the guy urges.

Hesitantly, Tommy lets go of his morals for just a little bit so he can let his body, and probably his mind, (after all he can feel a slickness in his thoughts that remind him aversely of the icy streets), rest.

He lets himself go, scrambling quickly onto the skin of the human.

It's cold, but it’s so much better than what open air could provide. He’s lifted from the ground, which the feeling of is something to get used to, so much to the point where he’s considering un-deciding his fate.

Tommy shuffles a bit and startles when he comes in contact with a wall-like structure that he’s immediately recognizing as four tall fingers that’ve curled around his frail self. He finds the gesture comforting though ultimately deflating. He can…he can handle himself.

The slow ride to the air stops abruptly and he’s now face-to-face with the human. “Hello,” the guy greets. Tommy mumbles a response and shrinks against the new warmth he’s soaking in comfortably. “How can I help you? Are you cold, or sick, or—” 

“I’m cold,” Tommy interrupts while he has the courage to. His teeth chatter as a gust of chilly air finds him through the heated makeshift canopy.

“Okay,” the human replies as if he’s taking notes. He looks a little unsure of himself now that Tommy can see him better. “I could take you to my flat in a pocket, or, uh,” the man trails off, the next option jammed in his throat.

Tommy’s gut churns at that, but he has the common sense to know that being stored would do wonders compared being in a pocket that’s probably drenched in moisture. Prime, he can not believe he is about to ask this.

“...could you?” he asks, hesitantly. He blows his breath into his cupped hands in the meantime, rubbing them together in a weak attempt to get warm faster.

“Pocket you?” the man asks, and Tommy senses that he is trying to stall, or at least sway his mind in a way other than storing the tiny.

“No, uhm,” his voice runs dry. A mutual understanding clicks and the guy’s eyes widen.

“You trust me to do that?” 

Tommy shrugs. “I am fucking freezing, man. If I didn’t I genuinely would not give a shit.”

The man cracks a smile, and nonchalantly offers him his name. “I’m Wilbur.”

“I’m Tommy. Please—” he pauses and shivers, “–fucking hurry, I don’t care about the chitchat, big man,” Tommy finishes.

Another nod and Wilbur is beginning, bringing his hands closer to his mouth, to which he parts his lips, quickly for the smaller’s sake.

A warm breath of air smothers his body and he's eagerly finding his way inside, careful of very subtle predatory teeth that nearly puncture his hand from where he used it to hoist himself over the incisors.

He stumbles on sleek gums before finding a temporary seat midmost on Wilbur’s tongue. The humidity does wonders on his dazed skin, and he can sense that his clothes will defrost within a few moments. 

Wilbur is oddly careful with him, making dramatized moves. He shifts him softly to the corner of his cheek, over his row of teeth. Tommy wrinkles his face at the texture of the muscle on him, running up and down his body to coat him with saliva before he’s sent down.

He’s being prodded at and Tommy nervously calls out his state so he can continue. He’s warmed up, but his fingers are undoubtedly still frosty and his clothes are freezing to the touch. 

He’s maneuvered around to where he’s sitting near Wilbur’s throat.

A soft hum echoes around the humid cavern, to which Tommy replies with a similar comment to before. The gravity soon shifts and there’s an odd feeling in his stomach as he’s swallowed down through the tight gullet and directly into Wilbur’s storage.

If Wilbur's mouth was any good, the cavernous storage was almost like paradise, not so easily cold but instead sealed off to everything and so comfortable. Tommy relaxes against it and allows the relief of not having to rely on himself to provide himself warmth, and he can instead let Wilbur—a complete and utter stranger to him—take care of it.

He knows his life shouldn’t be tossed around like that, he knows that he’ll probably die in this storage. But he is so focused on everything but problems right now, the concern melts away, just as the ice on his clothing does.

–—–

[foileadeux]

CURIOUS- What is your process when making your animatics? And what do you use your individual programs for most? (Ei: csp for art and moment / vegas for effects or somn)

Also, I recently got csp ex for animatic/animation stuff myself- You have any tips for how to make big projects alike yer animatics/tions ?

SO. umm. if im being good and professional i'll do the smart thing and do thumbnails for my animatics to outline the gist of what i want. but uhh if im being honest i only did that for lavender town of which you can watch the wip of here! (for some reason i also animated a little bit within these thumbnails which you shouldnt really do but whatever)

but for the rest of my animatics ive thumbnailed in my brain which is very bad and i advise against it. bc i can remember a few times in toba the tura, my heart still beats and mama where im just sitting there like. uhh. what next HAHA so its just good to draw out smthn beforehand or plan ahead even if its messy!!! my only saving grace is how fast i am at drawing so im able to make up for this LMAOO dont be like me for each of my animatics i make one Big csp file (and a backup) which stores all the frames for that animatic (its usually just titled "a" or smthn i am very uncreative) these bitches get huge. So many layers. theres around 600 layers for lavender town alone. if i were smarter id split these files up so it didnt take ages to load and save but alas i am not. But this is where i do my frame by frame animation basically, i just lower the opacity of a frame and draw over it (onion skinning is the term for this iirc), usually i draw key frames of movement and then just inbetween them so they look a little smoother (e.g: a head turning to the side, id draw the back and then the side profile, and then draw the inbetweens of that motion) , im fond of the choppy lower fps look so thats what i go for! i definitely do not set out for super ultra smooth animation or id be collapsed on the floor rn i think as for editing with sony vegas pro, i import all the frames from csp and use "track motion" and "pan/crop" to tween stuff! (like... make it go from left to right, move the camera around yknow) which is a huge crutch for me Especially in toba the tura, i did very little frame by frame animation for that one LMAOO (not shitting on tweening u can do some really fuckin fun shit with it, like that shot of pk stabbing the lance sentry in toba the tura) i do overall prefer the look of frame by frame but i use a hybrid of the two!! theyre both super cool, complicated and fun in their own ways tbh.

heres some extra stuff, the fucked up looking timeline of my mama animatic and a look at some of the raw frames (hair lego pieces)

funniest part of my Animation process is wanting the hair and body to be paced differently so i have to slot the hair in like its a fuckin lego piece on a different layer. this truly was the hell of the mama animatic. theres also just an entire layer dedicated to mouths for lip syncing. very funny anyways thats about it, i hope this has been enlightening!! if you have any like super specific specific questions feel free to dm me! i dont have too much experience animating using an art program's animation features specifically tho, so i can't speak to those! i compile and pace all the frames on a timeline in sony vegas pro basically so csp is just for drawing each frame out for me!

[vodid]

How do you plan your stories? Do you actually have a sheet where you write anything down? And if you do, what do you put in it?

Cause I’m planning a story and I have no idea of where to start 😭

I HAVE BEEN WAITING TO ANSWER SOMETHING LIKE THIS BC I'D LOOOVE TO REDIRECT YOU TO SUNA SCRIBBLES' AMAZING WRITING ADVICE TAG because it has helped me SO much

here's a tldr(ish) for how i approached writing a fic. we'll use my blitzbee fic as an example:

come up with a scene you really really want to write for the fic. for me, it was the first meet of blitzwing and bumblebee arguing on the cliff in chapter 2. write everything that comes to mind with that scene and do not worry about making it fic quality. important actions, dialogue, setting, etc. make typos! make mistakes! make it silly! you'll rewrite it later

when you write out a scene, you may get hints of a plot (such as conflict characters can work through, whether internal or external) and character portrayals + interactions. from the example above specifically, we have a) bumblebee is big sad, b) the autobots don't like bee for some reason, and c) blitzwing is so weirded out by bee's big sad that he doesn't want to immediately kill him. all of these can be expanded upon, so from that:

write out the main characters' traits. their strengths, weaknesses, secrets, fears, quirks. anything. then write out reasons why they may have these traits and how it's important to their character development/conflict. make it fancy if you want!

i have more things in this part, such as motivation, the actual development/struggle, why he helps the other and why he lets the other help him. these are bullets a lot more in depth (and spoilery) and were added after i wrote this:

write out a basic plot. start middle end, if you can. you do not have to figure out every little thing (i didn't!) just a general idea of where you want to take this story. it does not have to be set in stone either. after all, my fic has six plots written out. four of them are drafts (lovingly titled Plot X, Plot 2, okay a more sensible plot and basic plot) and the last two are other important plots (overarching plot and trauma plot!) i have been actively revising these as i write the fic itself and with each plot written out, they increase in detail — let it happen! make all sorts of notes, whether in an indented bulleted list under each point or comments on the doc itself. i have 32 comments on mine full of notes!

if you're stuck here, studying the shape of stories by kurt vonnegut really helped me figure out a direction. also making the plot points written in silly ways took a lot of pressure off to get it perfect! while i may not reference the shape as much anymore (especially since the plot i wrote with it is outdated) it still gave me a really good start

and a side note, the overarching + trauma plots are to help guide me through the main plot. overarching is in the background, controlling and being controlled by the main plot's events, while the "trauma plot!" is for figuring out blitzwing's trauma. how did he get bpd? why? how does it affect him? how has it and others added more trauma? this is basically a glorified character past section lol

at the bottom of my outline doc, i have a section for future scenes i want to include. i have notes/comments on various spots and plot points that all have scenes attached, but these are the ones that are more detailed and need their own space. exactly like the first scene blurb in the very first bullet (which is actually at the top of my outline! i haven't deleted any of my past notes, even if they're outdated) actions, dialogue, notes — throw it all in there!

so after posting a chapter, i tend to take a break a few weeks long (or however long others need) to get back to the drawing board, making sure everything is up to date to prepare for the next chapter. it also really helps (for me personally) to have a buddy to rant to. i figure things out best when i'm talking to someone, or acting like i am, and can get feedback on it! ..or just let my brain figure itself out bc man have i gotten stuck on certain points before lol (see: trauma plot! and thats not even half of it)

it's not something that works for everyone — it didn't for me a year ago! but once you let go of rigid formatting and needing to have EVERY little thing figured out from the get-go, and just start typing what you want — with a little semblance of organization (at least labeling which is what) — you can go pretty far. but if not then maybe at the very least, it can lead you to a technique that works best for you.

true tldr: it's good to remember that anything relevant? write it down. doesn't have to be pretty, it just has to be functional. you want it to be easy to reabsorb if you forget the info

anyway tysm @morethanmeetstheass for all your writing advice :') its really helped my writing and my confidence 💖 i hope my post here can be as helpful to you anon 🥺

[loregoddess]

2, 3, 8, and 19 for the fandom game, for any fandom(s) you feel like talking about :)

(for 3, fic and/or meta posts, can't actually remember if you've posted straight up fic before haha)

2. My favorite fic from the fandom that I’ve read

I haven't read a ton of fic sadly (although I haven't read a lot in general the last few years due to college making me read So Many academic papers and books that I got burnt out and haven't quite recovered my love of reading. Yet). Although, my friend @lookerdewitt has written literally some of the best fic I have ever read, so I would probably say one of their fics.

3. My favorite fic from the fandom that I’ve written myself

I have actually sort of written fanfic (both legit fanfic, and also a few "thinly veiled technically fanfic if you changed the names" for a fiction writing class that I had to write several stories for and wanted to see if I could get away with it), but I haven't actually. Shared those fics with anyone? Partly bc I have historically almost never finished any fiction writing project that I have started, ever, and partly bc I'm just shy about sharing my writing in general.

I have been working on a LoZ fancomic idea for the past uhhhh four or five years (technically last decade since I first came up with the idea in late high school and then had it sit in the back of my head for several years bc all I had was a setting and a handful of characters), and I have never in my life stuck with a project this long, so I guess that would be my favorite from my personal works bc it's apparently something I care about enough to not abandon entirely. I've actually made a decent amount of progress on my "detailed outline" recently, so here's hoping I can stick it out and actually get to the script and then to drawing pages one day.

For meta posts I think my favorite is actually my analysis of the Octopath 1 cast and how the major antagonists in each of their stories acts as a mirror and foil to each character. I really enjoy analyzing stories in general, but I so rarely write it out, so I was happy to actually do so for once. Gave me a lot of confidence for all the other meta and headcanon posts that I wrote afterwards.

There's also a Legend of Dragoon meta post sitting partly-finished in my drafts where I analyze themes surrounding each dragoon spirit and its wielders, which I haven't finished bc I only remember to work on it when I'm doing my yearly replay of LoD, and also bc it started looking like it might need to be a series of posts due to uh....length. Like I make a lot of lengthy posts, but each dragoon spirit's analysis was about a short essay's worth of words, and there are eight spirits soooo....hopefully I'll finish that one day, bc it's an analysis I've spent years thinking about.

8. Is there anything I wish people would write more about in fics? (A dynamic, an exploration of an arc, just a character that doesn’t get much screentime, etc)

I'm always a sucker for post-canon healing/recovery/rebuilding arcs. Can't get enough of them honestly (when I have the motivation to read). There's something so fascinating about looking at a character who Went Through Some Stuff, but the main narrative didn't look at the effects of that, and so a dedicated writer took up the challenge of trying to explore what comes after.

Most of my favorite characters are weird side characters who don't get a lot of love from the writers of canon or fans, so I'm always glad to see stuff for them as well.

19. Favorite headcanon

Oh hmmm, there's a lot and it depends on which media we're talking about, so if you're curious about a specific game let me know. Off the top of my head though hmm...

Okay I have this headcanon that Milo TriStrat snorts when she laughs genuinely. Like sure she's got the ladylike proper, cute laugh that's part of her spy job and totally fake, but when she is being fully honest and laughing for real, she snorts.