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did yall know cricut put a metal strip in the back of their newer Maker 3 that doesn't do anything except pop out after like six months of regular use and force you to call customer service so they can tell you to replace the machine
well they did and instead of calling them and replacing an entire functional fucking machine you can just cut the bar out and put tape over what's left
fuck offfff,
#why are you so mad all the time aria#i don't know probably because i am trying to run a business in 2024 where all my options are absolute dogshit proprietary equipment#anyway this one is new less than a year old and this is the SECOND thing that's broken on it#lee Inherited my old one#that printed thousands of stickers and other shit and is still functioning perfectly to cut fabric for them#this is the exact same model but With New Upgrades :)#because my old one ran so long they don't make it any more#i'm so irritated today jfccccc
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AUEGH
#ruby rose#rwby#obligatory tiny distressed ruby#my art#HELLO I HAVE OFFICALLY FINISHED YET AGAIN ANOTHER ONE OF MY SEMESTERS#and holy shit it was the most awful by far#i felt like absolute shit the entire sem and was behind in literally all of my classes#it was so shit that i actually skipped a class because of the stress of being behind on work. which i had never done before.#i am a criminal now lmao i feel so bad#also a little mad at myself because i know i could've done better. i've been doing the bare minimum and cutting corners#which was very noticeable lol#im gonna actually split my upcoming semester this time my ass and health cannot do this anymore#BUT ANYWAY I FINISHED MY SEMESTER RAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH#COUGHS OUT BLOOD AND SINKS BACK INTO EARTH'S CORE AND EVAPORATES#IM DONE!!!#also my eyes are really red now for some reason#probably from the lack of sleep or the long hours staring at my bloody laptop idk#probably both#yeah i should go sleep now lol bye#ranting in the tags because i don't know how to talk like a normal person lmao#sorry if you read all this nonsense jkdhkfsdhfkhd#but i should be more active around here again!
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Date in the Ghost Zone
@seamistagle
Sorry it took so long, I've cjaged ideas, like, five times along the way because my dating expirience is almost none existant. To make up for that, I decided to write them kissing (i also have no expierience in that) but anyway, I hope you'll like it
“Hi starlight!” a voice rang from her ceiling. At this point, she didn't even startle, too used to Danny's dramatics. Popping out of nowhere, halfway through solid objects was so low on the list of shenanigans that she didn't even respond until she finished a scene of the “Hello, Megan!” episode she was rewatching. That's what he got for not using the door and knocking like civilized humans should.
“Hello sunshine“ She leaned back in her chair and smiled at her boyfriend “What brings you to my humble chamber?”
“You're busy this weekend and it's not a question. We're going on a date” he said, determined and anxious in a way that usually translated to ‘I have an unconventional date idea and I hope you like it’. Her smile widened. She loved Danny's unconventional ideas.
“Sure love, do I need to bring something with me?” She started slowly flying up, careful to not be fast enough to bring Danny's attention to it. He took a moment to consider her question but eventually shook his head.
“I'll get everything ready. Just come to Amity on Saturday morning and let everyone know we will be offline whole weekend”
Her smile got a bit softer. Whole weekend with Danny sounded like a dream, especially after a period when life stuff kept them apart for almost a month.
“Alright,” she just needed to stall a little longer. “Can I make cookies though?“
Just a bit higher, less than two feet.
Danny visibly brightened, looking every bit like an angel from an old painting.
“I'll never say no to your cookies”
“I know,” she said and kissed him. His lips were cold and dry as if he spent just a bit too long on the snow, like always when she made out with him as a ghost. She loved every millisecond of the experience.
Obviously, she also loved when he was human, warm and soft and breathing.
She just adored every bit of her boyfriend, okay?
She let go to take a breath, relishing in a way Danny blushed and spluttered. He was an adorable mess every time she so much as smooched him.
(She said, as if she wasn't exactly the same).
“I love you. See you on Saturday“
“Yeah… See you”
***
Danny carefully stared at M'gann when he phased blindfold off her face. It wasn't as much of a surprise as he wished it could be, there wasn’t many places where could he go to from his house, especially ones that she didn’t see already. But he wanted to give her just this little thing, so he lead her in a little bit further.
She seemed to like it, if his reading of her emotional projection was correct. Apparently he should know it instinctually but he was just tad too alive for the instinct to kick in. From what he knew about M'gann, she liked it. Maybe.
“It's… really green”
Danny blinked. How was he supposed to respond to that?
They both snorted the moment they caught each other's eyes.
“I mean… you warned me but wow–” she said, clearly suppressing out right laughter “–even air is green”
“That's Ghost Zone for you! Green over green with green undertones”
That won him a laugh. Ancients, there weren't many things more beautiful than this laugh and he was willing to do far too much for it.
“Alright, let's go, I have so much to show you. We won't be able to get to Martian sector now, but if you want, we can save more time next–”
“Later. Show me around now, please”
“As you wish”
He grabbed her wrist to lead the way.
***
Danny didn’t stumble when landing on the snow, he didn’t. He just kinda slipped and almost ate dirt or well, ice. M’gann of course was graceful as if she was born in the air. Actually, for all he knew, she could be.
This was not a moment to think about it.
“Welcome to Far Frozen, literally and figuratively the chillest place in the Ghost Zone” he said with a cheeky grin, trying to sound like and overenthusiastic tour guide. They both quite enjoyed when he was in this role.
“This is the Yeti part, right?”
“Exactly! And the main prize goes to- oh!”
Something small and fluffy hit him in the stomach, tiny hands wrapping around him and forcing breath out of his lungs.
“Phantom!”
“Icefang! It’s great to see you kiddo!” he said, hugging little yeti back. “And you guys too!” he yelled, so group running up to them could hear him.
There was something incredibly funny in a fact that there was group of ghost children who treated him as this cool older friend. No way anyone on the living side could ever consider him that.
“Who is that?” one of them asked, pointing at M’gann like there was anyone else they could mean. She smiled and waved at them.
“This is Miss Martian, my girlfriend!” Ancients, they were together for months and being able to call her that still made him giddy “I’m giving her a tour through coolest places in the Realms”
“It’s nice to meet you all, Phantom talked a lot about you”
He wouldn’t say he talked a lot about them, but he certainly mentioned them from time to time… Like the time when he spent half an hour excitedly explaining how Snowstorm managed one fight move he thought them or how Snowdrop made him really cute drawing or… okay, so maybe this counted as a lot.
“Hi, what is girlfriend?” Icefang asked, cocking his head to the side while other kids stopped behind him and also peered curiously.
“Did you say girlfriend?! It’s a special friend with kissing and saying dumb things!” Snowstorm yelled running up to them, clearly winded. Danny hoped they were late because they had to finish dinner or something instead of getting into yet another trouble. They were magnet, really, Fenton Luck wasn’t as bad as- “Like Snowflake and Frost Junior!” nevermind, little shit could be in all the trouble they found. These two were famous among his little group as an embarrassing teen couple and equating him and M’gann to them was an untrue insult, thank you very much.
Kids giggled, because of course they did. Danny rolled his eyes. M’gann seemed to catch enough to realize the weight of the ‘they’re just like Snowflake and Frost Junior’ insult.
“I’d say that Snowstorm is lying but I know you won’t believe me. Sorry I won’t play with you, today I wanted to just walk around with Miss Martian. We will play extra long next time, alright?”
M’gann leaned on him a bit, projecting tiniest bit of playful possessiveness, as if she tried to tell kids ‘mine now’ and barely stopped herself from laughing. Icefang looked up, up, up at her, eyes narrowed and mouth twisted, like she was most hated person in the whole world. Maybe she was actually. From kids perspective she was someone, who was taking away his cool friend.
“We should put her through Trial of Ice” he almost hissed, like it was the worst thing they could do to her. It certainly wasn’t, but he still would prefer to not go through that.
Danny cursed inwardly, because he really should’ve remember about that when he decided to bring M’gann here. It was supposed to be calm pretty date not… that.
There was quiet ping in the back of his mind, a warning that the Mindlink was established.
“Am I supposed to be scared?” she asked, without an ounce of fear.
“You’ve certainly fought harder battles, but they probably won’t leave us alone unless we do it”
“Isn’t Trial of Ice a family thing?”
“Have your family done that?” Snowstorm asked, in this truly condescending way that only preteens managed to access.
“Well, they haven’t met her and they’re human so…”
“You see? We’re picking up their slack. Now, enough yapping, Phantom go over there, to your place”
“We can evacuate if you don’t want to indulge them”
It certainly wouldn’t make kids happy, but he didn’t want to pressure Meg into anything.
“Why would we?”
Well, who was he to disagree with all of them. He walked over to the place Snowstorm pointed.
“How will it look like?” she asked out loud, leaning down a bit to be closer to kids level “It’s probably obvious to you, but I don’t know the rules”
She looked at them like it was genuinely important to her, like it was almost life and death and Danny was once again reminded why he loved this girl so much and that he could and would commit great crimes for her.
Icefang perked up like an overeager puppy. If there was one sure way to buy his favor it was by letting him share his knowledge. Or have cookies, cookies also worked.
“You have to prove your decli- degi- deti-”
“Dedication”
“Right, that, thank you Briarheart, and show that you’re worth being Phantom’s special kissing friend. To do that, you need to get through us and kiss him while we will do all we can to stop you, mostly by throwing stuff at you. You can use your powers but if we hit you ten times you loose and can’t be Phantom’s kissing friend anymore”
“You can’t fly out of the throwing range for more than ten seconds and can’t phase through the ground”
“Alright, I get it. I have one question. One of my powers is that I can move things without touching them, can I just use it to move Phantom to me?”
“No, he has to stay were he is”
“That’s what I thought, thank you”
Snowdrop tugged at small bit of Snowstorm’s fur and started signing rapidly. Danny was learning Yeti Sign Language but it was slow going, mostly because of everything else he had to get done at the same time. But he was learning when he had time! He even understood a few signs! Not enough to actually catch what she was saying but… Yeah, no, he should do better.
“Good point Snowdrop”
“I didn’t see what did she say?”
“You can just say you can’t read yet Icefang. She said that we should put Phantom through Trial of Ice too. It’s always to ways thing”
“Aw, thank you sweetheart”
“We won’t be good for the task though” Briarheart Junior pointed out, always the rational one “Phantom is our friend so we won’t put up good fight against him. Someone else needs to do that”
Yeti kids all started nodding with various levels of enthusiasm. Snowstorm seemed to already think about logistics and candidates since, again, it was Snowstorm, their involvement could only mean chaos.
“Give us two weeks, we’ll be back with candidates by then”
M’gann looked like she tried to hold back laughter. Instead, she nodded and thanked them again. Snowstorm told everyone to move to their positions, with M’gann exactly one hundred twenty three ‘big steps’ away from him. Then Icefang got to use new trick he learned and made wall around Danny. It was less than one feet high, but they really didn’t need anything higher. He was sufficiently praised for it, which made him smile brightly enough to rival the sun.
For all it’s worth, Trial of Ice was pretty boring when he was the prize. Don’t get him wrong, he was proud of the kids whenever they did some trick he thought them and M’gann ‘fighting’ was one of the hottest thing he could imagine, but still. He itched to join.
Or maybe not. He liked what he was seeing. M’gann changed her clothes into something resembling her night suit, just in white and pale blue to better match surroundings. It looked good on her, emphasizing lines of her body and how they changed in the movement, in such way that he couldn’t drag his eye away from her. He didn’t often get the chance to admire her like in action, to look at the way she was in the air, when she evaded attacks, all grace and power and precision. Usually he was right next to her, or if sidelined, too stressed for her life to ever really look.
He could appreciate this chance.
It made him once again wonder how he managed to get someone as amazing to date him. Like, really, how did it happen?!
This train of thought was abandoned when after last refined loop M’gann descended right in front of him. He looked at her face, maybe bordering on staring but how could he not? How could he not stare at her freckles highlighted by the teal blush from all the exercise? How could he not stare at her perfectly shaped lips, now that he knew how they felt against his?
Damn it, he wanted to kiss this girl five minutes ago.
M’gann leaned forward, close enough that puffs of their breaths mixed together.
“You realize I can still hear all of your thoughts?”
He did, actually, not realize that.
“Good thing, I’m not thinking about anything you shouldn’t hear then”
She finally did kiss him after that, though unfortunately it was just a quick smooch (he said as if it didn’t leave him just a little bit brain scrambled for a moment and wait did she use blackberry lip balm? It was hard to tell when their lips barely touched). Then she grabbed his elbow and dragged him up and away before he fully caught up what was going on. Mock noises of disgust turned into open protest when kids realized they were getting away.
Danny and M’gann kinda laughed as they were sprinting away before kids could caught up to them. It took him a moment to calm down enough to scrap whatever he knew about Far Frozen, so he could point them somewhere where they could hide out until kids got distracted (about half an hour at most).
They dipped into some small ice cavern and curled up next to each other, still slightly shaking from giggles. There was enough room to sit straighter and keep personal space but they didn’t want to.
M’gann laid her head on his shoulder.
“This is so weird, you know? Nice, but weird. Like uncanny valley but without uncomfortable part. Or at least not as much of uncomfortable part”
***
M’gann wasn’t sure why she kept talking after Danny hummed with small projection of curiosity. It would probably just sour the mood, but it was maybe a little too late now that she started.
“It’s just… you know, it’s all so similar to M’arzz. Which is great! Don’t get me wrong, I loved it! I missed it, even if I didn’t realize it! But you know, it not the same,” her voice broke a bit, and she felt an arm circling her back. She took a moment to gather herself “They were all so emotive and loud, I almost started reading their minds because it couldn’t not be deliberate. But it was. Kids didn’t look to different from my peers back home, I could certainly imagine them playing with shape-shifting and testing this type of form for longer time. It’s colder than Earth but too cold to actually be M’arzz. Everything is going on above the ground which isn’t dangerous here but I was raised knowing it was not safe. We also have this thing about proving our worth but it’s with heat instead of ice and right before the wedding instead of right from the get go. It’s all just kinda itching.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah”
“Um, sorry. I haven’t thought about it. I should. Do you want to go back? We can chill in Amity if you want to. Or, you know do something else on the living side”
“No, no, no it’s fine, I like it. It’s nice. It’s familiar, but in a good way. There isn’t really a way for me to just go back and it’s nice to have it even if a little bit”
Danny shifted a bit, as if he tried to look at her, but she kept her face buried in is arm. She shouldn’t have said anything. She should’ve swallowed nostalgia and just keep going. It was such a great time before too.
There was nudge at her mind, clearly deliberate even if clumsy. Absolutely incomprehensible, like Martian’s babies and toddlers did it.
Another nudge, more defined but still unable to carry any ideas more sophisticated than vague invitation to connect.
“Danny?”
“Do you want to talk telepathically? To make it better?”
Oh. Oh.
“Sure. Thank you,” she took a deep breath, trying to collect herself once again “Are you trying to make me cry today? You’re lucky I don’t wear make-up or it would be all ruined”
“You would be stunning anyway. I don’t think there is anything you could do to not be, let’s be honest”
“And now you’re trying to sweeten me up, you dork” She roughly dried her eyes against his suit. It’s absolutely useless to this purpose but she wanted to hide for a bit longer.
“I am not sweetening anyone up, it would have to be untrue for it to be that’
“Oh shut up”
“Never~”
“It’s not even my true form”
“M’gann, Meg, my starlight and love of my Afterlife. When I saw your true form I was so enamored my brain ceased higher functions. I watched ‘Hello, Megan!’ because you liked it, but the main character was just… kinda meh in terms of looks. Do you understand? I think you’re beautiful because it’s you, not because of anything else. No matter what form you’d choose to be in, I’ll love it and want to be as close to you as you’ll let me”
M’gann finally raised her head and with small startle she realized that between their faces were only inches. There was still small blush on his cheeks and his eyes were almost hipnotizing, with the way they focused on her like she was only thing that mattered. His hair was ruffled from wind, just asking to run finger through it. Once again their puffing breaths were mixing but this time they were alone. They could savor it, they could-
“Great One? I was informed you came with your suitor?”
Of course. They couldn’t even kiss in peace.
Thankfully, encounter with Frostbite, even if awkward, was quite short. She didn’t have anything against the yeti, really, she couldn’t even begin to tell how much she appreciated help he extended to Danny but still…
It was not the type of moment she wanted to be interrupted on.
Thankfully older ghost caught it, despite both of them trying to be subtle, and didn’t seem to be too angry about it, so soon they were on their merry way to ‘'one more place’ Danny wanted to show her.
He even brought back up the blindfold, which made her stomach do funny things. She was excited to see what Danny wanted to show her, but also…
There was something really intimate about flying blind, not in a way even their deepest kisses were, but in the absolute trust she had to have in him. In the Ghost Zone she couldn’t even navigate with her telekinesis and telepathy like she could try on the living side. In the Ghost Zone, she had just Danny, and this made something as simple as getting off the ground, into the air all more electrifying in the way that would be almost scary, if she was with anyone else.
She got a little worried when instead of lightly holding her wrist like he did before, Danny caught both of her hands and grasped her like he didn’t plan to let go for the rest of eternity.
“Do you trust me?”
“Of course”
And then they were off, faster than she’d ever dare when blind, faster than they usually did, faster than they sometimes went when racing even. Danny kept her close, practically clinging.
Then they were falling and twisting and turning like on some crazy roller coaster and it was breathtaking in both best and worst ways because they were close and it was exciting but she had no idea where they were going or when were they going to turn. Her stomach was doing funny things. Actually, she liked that. She liked that a lot. Especially when Danny slowed down a bit and brought her to his chest before kicking off again.
This was electrifying.
She let out a little yelp when they stopped abruptly and gently landed on the snow. For a long moment they both just stood, panting with soft giggles, getting of off adrenaline high.
***
Danny’s breath caught in his throat again when M’gann grasped sides of his face. It was a bit clumsy, with fingers getting on his mouth and ear but it just made it all more… more.
After few months in relationships he should probably get better at handling all the times she did things like that. As it was, he was barely able to focus on anything other than fingers in his hair and cold hands on his cheeks.
“It was amazing”
He shuddered when she whispered in his mind. It used to terrify him beyond belief, the idea that someone could hear all his thoughts, could touch his very being, made him rebel on the most instinctual level. Now, when M’gann did it, when by just being next to him she rewrote his brain to associate her with mind-reading, it was intoxicating.
“I know, you’re welcome” he managed to stuttered.
She leaned closer, obviously aiming for his mouth and it took all of his will to not meet her midway. They stayed just close, with Danny’s eyes fluttering each time warm puff of air hit them.
“Never do it again”
Instead of answering, he put his hands between her shoulder blades to bring her closer, reached up to cross the remaining distance and kissed her.
Oh, it was definitely blackberry lip balm. He loved it. He loved it all so much.
He loved the way her lips felt brushing against his, cold and smooth despite the time they spent in cold. He loved the way he could almost feel her heartbeat, pressed slightly above his own heart, how he could hear it above his own blood rushing in his ears, faster that it was when they were flying moments ago. He loved the way her hand moved through his hair to press against the back of his head, a wordless command to get closer. He happily complied, adjusting slightly and almost locking on her closed mouth. One of his hands moved lower as he rammed forward, kissing her with enough fervor that she had to arch back a bit. Like that he couldn’t reach her without climbing to his tiptoes, but he didn’t mind.
Her mouth opened slightly, so he took invitation for what it was and started to devour what she had. As he was, draped across M’gann’s chest, with her hands barely holding on his neck, her lips against his and her tongue brushing against his teeth, the whole world could disappear and he couldn’t be bothered. Being this close, with her, was all that mattered and all that could fill his brain.
It got sloppy, when hand laid on the small of his back, full body shiver making their teeth clank. Before he got himself at least a little bit together other hand appeared in his hair. It yanked him back on just the right side of painful, while the arm around his waist pressed him forward and all at once he couldn’t find his footing, bend back so much that if his hand didn’t grasp the edge of M’gann’s cape they could probably touch the ground. Other one by miracle stayed on her neck.
He was fully at her mercy and there was nowhere he could rather be, hanging in her arms all nice and docile. He was stuck in almost addicting cycle of telepathic projection of his excited-eager-confident and M’gann's giddy-greedy-restless response and how it made him all fervent-dizzy-thrilled and how much he could feel it, how intimate this type of closeness was, how kiss dissolved whatever it was that made sensing emotions so much harder and more muted at any other time.
He let himself be handled and adjusted sometimes grasping her hair when he felt too much, in the best way he could imagine, but frankly he forgot about everything else after that.
They had to let go at some point, to catch breath if nothing else but they stayed close. Close enough that he could smell the lip balm that by now was probably mostly on him. Close enough that their noses would touch if they turned their heads just right. Close enough that he could count her freckles and connect them into little constellations, as if her skin was map of the space that gave her to him.
It wasn’t rare, for them to be this close, but it never changed the fact, that when he caught her eyes, half closed but striking, sparkling in the cold blue-green light in the way that was almost iridescent, he couldn’t help but think he wouldn’t be mad to get lost in them. He wouldn’t be mad to be trapped forever, like mosquito in amber with which her eyes shared color.
“Okay, you can do that again”
He needed a long moment to realize why that would ever be in question or what she was referencing, or were they were and what they were doing before. By the time he scrambled his brain again, M’gann’s eyes were closed and she was going for another kiss. He tilted her by the chin just slightly away, because they came there for a reason and he wanted to fulfill said reason before he totally forgot.
M’gann looked back at him, slightly dazed, straightening just a bit. She brought him with her, so his position was just a touch less parallel to the ground, which was also nice.
“I have nothing against round to but before that, I wanted to show you something”
He waited for a moment until she full caught what he was saying. It was overwhelmingly exhilarating to see that she was affected by it just as much as he was. When she nodded, he turned her chin to the left, slowly so she could fully admire the view.
He didn’t turn. He knew what she could see, the breathtaking spectacle of Far Frozen, the wonderful mix of futuristic and traditional, shining in the Ghost Zone’s lights like under aurora. He knew this view well.
Arms around him went almost lax, so he slipped and fell on the snow. He could catch himself or stay were he was, close enough to smell her ever changing shampoo, but he preferred it that way.
“Oh… it’s… It’s beautiful”
He propped himself up on his hands and looked up at her, at the curves of her face and shape of her nose and the little scar she could shape-shift away but just didn’t want to. He looked at her hair, the way her red contrasted with Zone’s ambient green and snow’s reflected cold white and how disheveled it was from flight and the kiss and he wasn’t sure if he wanted to brush his fingers through them until they were neat again or ruffle them even more during another kiss.
He looked the golden clasp of her cape, slightly greener ever since they learned he could be summoned and figured out how to make M’gann always have this chance. He looked at the red ribbons crossing on her chest, only thing she kept from her ‘true’ form, only symbol she let herself keep from the home she could both hate and miss. He looked at her fingers, covered in freckles like the rest of her, short and slender, grasping at the improvised railing now that they weren’t holding him. He looked at the way her back curved as she leaned forward to see better. He looked back at her face, at her slightly opened lips and wide opened eyes and her raised eyebrows. He looked at her open, almost child like delight over something he, at this point, seen as almost mundane.
“Yeah, beautiful”
#dpxdc#dp x dc#dc x dp#dcxdp#danny fenton/m'gann m'orzz#anyway i think Trial of Ice officially is more of a 'right before marriage/some other formal signifier of relationship' type of deal#that's preplanned and scheduled and shit#but kids got excited#and don't understand the concept of “you don't have to end up with the first person you fall in love with”#M'gann acidentally finished off correctly because Trial is supposed to work as this symbolic more than any real trial of fighting prowess#you're taking away member of our family to-#- make them your own#but kids did get it correctly that it's gender inclusive and both parties have to fight for each other#Snowdrop decided not get involved in fighting and instead made cut little ice crowns for both Danny and M'gann#she was really offended when they didn't stick around long enough to actually get it#she forgave them by the time they came back but acted like she didn't until they apologized a lot and gave her human cookies#she likes human cookies#anyway#spearmint ship#(almost) New Years fic special#part four#wandixx writes#have a nice day dear stranger who got to this part
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so the queer teen instinct never goes away huh. I'm 26 and when an auntie gushed about my hair and told me "you'd BETTER not cut it before your cousins wedding" a rage I hadn't felt since before I left home awakened in me and my new under cut looks Fantastic but it's not enough. i need a tattoo
#personal#shit post but kind of#im sure i can budget for one somewhere#because im 26 and its My Money#and i want eyeballs on my shoulders.#ill cut my hair again for real one day but i actually love it long for the moment so w#HANG ON I JUST REMEMBERD I CAN DYE IT TOO
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idk maybe it's because I see all art as various fields of craft work, ie skills composed of a series of linear steps that can be taken to produce certain results, but it irks me when people lose their shit over really basic pieces simply because the end result was able to produce a realistic image. like. especially since I've noticed it shows up a Lot more often in reference to categories of art dominated by women.
like, it's great y'all are gaining a respect for quilting and fiber work, but maybe loudly declaring that you either don't see or don't care about the immense display of skill in pieces unless they conform to what's mildly difficult in the one(1) genre of art you have deemed respectable isn't like. cool.
#this tapestry is so realistic! its the best- its a straight weave. You convert your reference image into a spreadsheet#and then just put the colors in their place. You two could do it with like. 10$ of supplies from Walmart and part of a cardboard box#This quilt! is really basic aplique work.#it lost to the granny quilt because the granny quilt made several hundred corners in cut pieces of fabric line up perfectly#like i know its in part because western art has been obsessed with depiction for a good long while#instead of the geometry of arabic art or expression of lines in a lot of east asian art or symbolic conveyance found across#massive swathes of african art#but its also just. 'I dont take art forms associated with women seriously unless it looks like the art of (a list 90% men)'#idk man. expand your horizons and learn more about art forms other than paintings#and also learn this: realism isnt hard#it's the lowest rung on the tree of advanced art. its the easiest to fake. it can be used to hide massive issues with your fundamentals#it just Looks impressive to the lay person who doesn't know jack or shit about the processess involved in making a Thing
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My mental health dipped significantly last night. Time to look at VAT7K content to generate serotonin and get me though my maladaptive daydreaming and dissociation.
People please send me your wildest headcanons, hot takes, or just tell me your favorite Tangled or VAT7K character and why.
#vat7k#*holds out hand like a beggar*#Please kind traveler would you give this poor woman your hot takes?#tangled the series#ill also take some fic recommendations#varian#hugo rottewange#varigo#maybe i should offer my own headcanons hot takes and fav character#headcanon: Hugo cuts Varian's hair once they become friends and continues to be his personal barber after their journey's end.#at some point in their trip Varian's hair just gets too long and in his way and Hugo catches him about to chop it off but stops him#Hugo offers to trim it and Varian isnt sure because hes not the biggest fan of Hugos undercut but allows it#Hot take: despite being the youngest in the group Yong is the most self actualized.#sure he accidentally causes explosions but hes true to himself and accepts his shortcommings without letting them hold him back#Favorite character: Hugo Rottewange#he's the moment he's an icon#but best of all he's a little shit#what can i say? i like blond bad boys that are just dealing with the trauma of being raised by adults using then for their own gain#and end up having their on realization of what friendship is how their importance is not tied to their usefulness#and fall in love with a dark haired character that teaches them to be more honest with themselves#*puts Hugo and Hunter from TOH away in my box of favorite characters*
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MC with her Mullet, her Tattoos, and her glasses, I head canon MC getting moon and sun tattoo representing her Mom (sun) and Sam (moon), the Star is her friendship with Molly (•̀ᴗ•́)و
@luffyadolover drew Molly as a ginger, and I couldn’t keep that image out of my head ٩(ᐛ)و, reminds me of Dick/Wally and Jason/Roy
Jeanine ´・ᴗ・`
So I found some pose references, while trying to find some references for the first three, and was ‘Oh, that’s them’
ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗBye—until next time!!!!!!
AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! MC is so hot wtf????? The tattoo idea is so cool honestly??? Like you're so right she WOULD do that??? I think I might steal borrow this idea for future use (will credit you if I do duh)!!!!! And so is Jeanine and Molly like my lesbian heart can't handle this T_T!!!!!! I just,,,,,,, ASKJFHSDJHBFSHBJKDGHJB,,,,,,,,,,,,,, MC with glasses,,,,,,,,,,,, The sketches at the end too??? Lmaoing at George + Girl failure + Tim combo the worst people you've ever met on god. And Damian is so pretty too???? THe comfort between Jason and MC??? Molly and MC taking a selfie??? This is the best thing I've ever seen I ccan't,,,,,,,, I'm gonna die put this on my grave
#sophie speaks#sophie answers#series:www#ivorains#SORRY I TOOK SO LONG TO ANSWER THIS#when i saw it i literally told my mum#'i feel bad because i wanna answer this ask but i dont have the words to describe how absolutely awed i am by their art'#she wisely told me to just wait till i had the energy#BUT ANYWAYS THIS IS LITERALLY SO PHENOMENAL#king shit#molly with the muscles#jeanine with the boss ass hair cut#and MC out there looking like a feral raccoon youd find in the trash#this is like biblical canon depictions core lmao
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I just realized something. In one of the episodes surrounding the wedding (I think it might’ve been 15 but also could’ve been 14), Gricko specifically mentioned inviting Pa Coal, and then was surprised and upset when Gideon told him that his Pa was dead.
I find this interesting because this insinuates 2 things.
1) Gideon mentioned his Pa enough for Gricko to know about him—even though Gideon failed to mention his Pa’s death (though I can’t blame him too much for that. I imagine he doesn’t like to bring up his Pa often in general)
2) Gricko didn’t mention a Ma Coal, and Gideon never mentions his mother later on down the line. So I’m guessing that, probably early on, Gricko probably asked Gideon about his mother at some point, and Gideon probably told him that he either never met her or he was too young to really remember her.
This is literally nothing, but I found it interesting all the same
#I really wanna write a gricko oneshot where it’s just him being perceptive and being a dad to the party#and I started it a while back#but there’s so much I want to put into it and I don’t know how to convey any of it into words#and I’m already predicting it being so long that I’ll have to cut it up into chapters#one for each party member#because of the sheer amount of shit I wanna put in#how did I ever think I disliked gricko he is such an interesting character oh my god#legends of avantris#once upon a witchlight#ouaw#gideon coal#gricko grimgrin
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A Decision To Get Into Television.
#smg4#glitch productions#mr puzzles#smg4 mr puzzles#puzzlevison#smg4 puzzlevision#I’m pretty sure this was the first actual thing I made for the TV back a long time ago before I started making a fuckton of shit for him#“I cut off my face and put a tv in its place” still baffles me to this day like my guy what happened#What caused him to suddenly snap like that after so long I really wanna know#He also probably killed his dad.#There’s nothing that insinuates that at all that’s just a headcanon until proven otherwise#If you’re mentally fucked enough to replace your head with a tv you’re fucked enough to kill your parents#ESPECIALLY if you have a vendetta against them#Oh fun fact: that’s an edited silhouette pic of me with white dead eyes replacing my actual ones#I wanted to make the child puzzles more realistic for a better result and because it looked cooler and more unnerving#So I just dressed up the best I can like him and did that
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WOW!!! WIRE YOUR PROFILE CHANGED!!!!
new era new me
#i feel really weird recently#my hair is dark brown naturally#typically i just let it grow out because i'm a metal head i like to head bang & see shit go flying#but out of nowhere i was like okay i'm gonna bleach my hair so i can dye it red#which is something i do from time to time#but then i realised i didn't have enough bleach and so it's all patchy AND my hair turns really yellow when it's bleached#but i can't dye it red because it'll still look patchy#so i debated on black but i'm waiting a little bit and bleaching a second time to see if it looks any better#and also out of nowhere yesterday i got my hair cut so i had bangs#which i have not had bangs since i was really really young#so i just feel so. so weird#with long bright yellow hair and bangs#if it weren't for my sideburns i'd almost feel like a valley girl or something#also pulled out a jacket recently that i hadn't worn in a while#and i've been wearing it a lot because it goes well with my hair right now until it's dyed#so i just feel like a different person#you didn't need to know all of that but me changing my profile doesn't help that weird feeling
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Khaosuay, my bitch in christ, if you're doing this shit on purpose (which I have a feeling you are) it's ON SIGHT
#kluea is not innocent either but i at least have more sympathy for him considering the chain of events#(for now)#because I'll die before fully trusting any of these guys#the shit when wan cut his finger really got me heated#this love doesn't have long beans#tldhlb#oabwan#oab x plawan
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FE Secret Santa (4/10)
Linhardt for @froggopi
edit: forgot to at @feshippingpolls
#fanart#myart#fire emblem#fire emblem three houses#linhardt von hevring#fe linhardt#it's linhardt ofc imma practice some form of exhaustion for him#really need to figure out a way to differ between eyebags because tired and eyebags because old#also hey very messy bed head hair!#as somebody with really long hair that shit tangles so easily when i get up in the morning#(or noon sometimes i sleep in)#really need to get into the habit of brushing it more but irrelevant rn#something about linhardt feels like he doesn't do long hair because of all the options(like yours truly)#but rather it's easier to let it grow out then to worry about getting it cut every so often#by extension i feel like he'd be worse at the whole “brush ya dang hair” thing then i am#yeah conflicts with how straight and very unmessy his hair tends to be in canon#but depending on the au canon is merely a suggestion to me#(even if i don't have all too many fe3h aus whoops)#(i think i got like two of three of them iirc)#(as a side note i really need to start talking about my aus more often)#but anyways#fe secret santa#fe secret santa 2024
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read the tags !! // officially quit
#⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀#ok first of all why am i writing in tags you may ask#well i find it less awkward to express in my tags rather in the actual post it self since im one hell of an awkward piece of shit hihi#ANYWAY TO THE TOPIC OF ME QUITING#this has been very long due#like i mean everyone has to have seen it coming#specially since i dont post as frequently and j lost most of my motivation#one. because school is my current priority#two. is my personal life !!! i’ve been vry vry busy keeping up with irl frends and also my family#but the main reason had to be my lack of motivation as in its non existent#next topic !!!#i will be deleting most of my asks and random posts soem of which are memorable to me will be rbloged to my personal acc !#ah and yes will i be coming back?#probably will be lurking time to time but who knows i might actually come back on joshuas bday solely to post a joshua mb HAHAHAHA#ilovemyman frr#I WAS SUPPOSED TO POST THIS ON THE DAY JOSHUA ACTUALLY POSTED ON HIS IG#ok im getting sooooo off topic#but like hooray my last theme is actually jjong toram HAHAH#i actually quited before november like the end of oct but i was too lazy to make a post about it hehehe#but luvi knew ofc :>#anyway if were close moots frel free to add me in discord not like im actually really active#@stariaz. 🤓#who knows i might actually take this back if suddenly the little devil inside me decides to revive itself#anyway this is user k-yujin offically(?) signing off 🤓🤓#ALSOOO DOESNT MEAN I QUITED PPLCAN USE MY STUFF W/O GIVING CREDS !!! (ehem ehem my dividers 👁)#please give creds or i will literally come alive#i still have someone who acts as my eyes here even though j wont post no more#guys i have to wake up at 5 am gud night 🤩#also i cut my hair 😶#thabks for 3.4k though 🫵🫵
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mr house never being able to replicate his courier six because they never let him scan them, so all he has are a few shoddy recordings he took to recreate the courier from. his replicas of courier six are flawed: none are as perceptive, resourceful and proactive. they aren't good at out-of-the-box thinking or improvising. their problemsolving, diplomacy skills and technological innovation ideas fall short of the original and are just another disappointment every time. they end up hollow shells like jane, marilyn and victor. letting new vegas go, ruin itself in pursuit of recreating his perfect right hand again, hope for another fruitful partnership and bright future of the mojave like they did before is so delicious it makes me sick actually send tweet ✌
#ulysses warned my courier house would sooner or later put her face on a robot servant and he was right!! and she knew he was!!!#but the way house went about it in my headcanon is making me sick in the stomach!!!!!!!!!!!!!#the devnotes?? that allied courier was his first true prodigy/son/daughter IN 200 HUNDRED YEARS??? sickening. i love it#add a fucked up romantic-not-really-only-pining storyline into that already crazy cocktail and im eating it up!!!!!!!!!!! YUM!!!!#my courier is a technophile but she's got a shred of self-respect and wont let (out of pride mostly) house scan her brain#she dies ensuring the continuation of new vegas setting it up to prosper only for house to let it go to shit.... the drama.........#because he cannot imagine a world without his partner who has changed the world around them so much in such a short life....#so he sets out to recreate even a shred of her glory so they may continoue to reign over the mojave but he fails miserably over and over#and his pursuit blins him to the shit stirring on the streets and the area that even his army of securitrons isnt able to stop#either the nv clans successfuly rebel/make the city go to shit while he's too busy working on the courier copies#or some outside party infiltrates and gets his ass while he's not looking. rip#either way my courier is always the death of mr house whether they are allied or not bc i love doomed narratives#personal#delete later#fallout#? technically#till we get season 2 of the tv show im able to brainstorm ideas as to what happened to nv after fnv ended!!!! SOMEBODY STOP ME (dont)#im cutting this extremely short my thought on this are pretty long i couldnt fall asleep on monday bc ulysses' words were haunting me
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i need to write vdm
#phase weeps#i need to write them beating the shit out of eachother and then fucking#young vdm were absolutely insane and i stand by that#yes they have their tender moments but i feel. atleast in how i perceive them that they never ever had they true acceptance of feelings#they were never lovers or husbands but they were partners and i think that they were in love in the way that people like them could be in#love. but i think theres a lot more potential to tem then the cut and clean “they are husbands” narrative#i want vdm to be as ugly and rife as every other relationship in game#and i especially want to put emphasis on their inability to let go of the past and living in this “free and wild” world#and i think this dream of dutchs deeply affects how he views relationships#as just another gust of wind. just another sunset#just another desert flower#his romaticazition of being on the run. painting the blood on his hands as holy#the rough and tumblr hospitality of the american dream#is so deeply packed into who he is as a person that he cannot see beyond his own viewpoint#and dutch is a self centered man#his viewpoint is his world. because dutch is the sun. and everything revolves around him. and everything that gets drawn in burns up#eventually#and i think hoseas trick is that you never get that close#there is a longing to vandermatthews that speaks of a chasm between them. on the cusp of deep understanding yet skirting around it#they are life partners#and they hold each others hands through the darkest parts of their self made hell#but their is nothing romantic or holy about it#they are a visage of the american man and twisted american kindness. and they are people soldered parts of themselves together but the deep#parts are left to be seen and not touched. i just. theirs so much potential for tragedy in vandermatthews i dont think we're touching
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I’m gonna need some encouragement.
I’m telling my dad tonight that I’m trans.
#I’ve been making arrangements to convince him to let me remain where I’m at so long as I still keep paying my bills#otherwise I’ve got backup plans for if he kicks me out of the RV but not if he takes my car#I’ve got enough money I can rent a hotel for a couple of days at the absolute least#he’s assured me multiple times that he wouldn’t kick me out no matter what I told him but I know I can’t trust that#but it’s getting harder and harder to hide. he’s noticing things. it’s best to tell him up front#I can handle him not being happy if he really DOESN’T kick me out and cut me off! I don’t expect him to ever accept it#but if he changes his mind…#if I go radio silent for a while it’s because I’m homeless and trying to get my shit together 😅
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