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khaosssss · 2 months ago
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never done pixel art before but fuck it we ball
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I'm sorry everyone this is so stupid HRHRHDHFDHDH
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electrozeistyking · 5 months ago
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I want you to know this is piece named “Teehee Trauma.”
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sergle · 8 months ago
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the only downside of my personal art and self portraits being semi well received (thank u by the way) is that on occasion some wah wah transphobe blog will get ahold of it and sing my praises of Wombmanhood and Femininity. which is so fucking funny, because terfs harassed me relentlessly about the fact that I pursued a breast reduction (butchering my body, reducing my femininity, being brainwashed, and so on) only to sing praises to my current body as The Natural Female Form. very, very funny. I normally do portraits of my body, for the extremely, *extremely* obvious reasons, which include but are not limited to: I have infinite reference images of my own body. but I think I would like to expand, in the future
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islandlobster · 10 months ago
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might have gone overboard or something
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higherhell · 1 year ago
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Miscellaneous, 2022/2023
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planetbass · 2 years ago
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posting some of my favorite panels from my pmv; i'm very happy with how this sequence turned out as it was probably the earliest concept :]
textless below the cut!
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antonias-beloved · 11 months ago
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Happy Valentine's day
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Here's mitsuri
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pantherxdrawz · 2 years ago
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“I don't like your little games… Don't like your tilted stage. The role you made me play; of the fool. No, I don't like you.”
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prokopetz · 4 months ago
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As an artist you need to watermark everything you post online because sometimes I'll see an image at 3:30 in the morning, think "oh, hey, that looks neat", save it for later reference, then wake up the next morning with this image sitting in my documents folder and absolutely no memory of why I saved it, from where, or under what circumstances.
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yaerisu · 2 years ago
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Another 2022 design - 2023 design
I rarely use Tumblr (only to really post art tbh) and I return after a a week to 21 girlbots send help.
I haven o idea what I was doing for the 2022 design but I think it was WHM + AST and now it has changed to MCH + AST because GUN
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sleepnoises · 2 months ago
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Hey, so I needed to make something huggable and purl soho’s big snowy owl pattern had a familiar silhouette so… I made this guy… (is this fan art? It feels weird calling my knitting art…)
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(The eye plate is… inelegant… but it is also reversible! So, you win some you loose some.)
I will credit you on my ravelry project page of course but I would also like to borrow one or two of your photos so I can give people context. Is it ok if I do that? Are they watermarked? I could put your name on them.
Also I will be making a post where I link to the pattern (which is free) and give directions on how I made the eye plate— though if you have the skills to make this pattern the eye is pretty self explanatory. The only important non visible thing is that I lined it in poly batting which keeps the stuffing from falling out but in this case more importantly gives the buttons that hold the eye plate a much stronger anchor.
Anyway, I can tag you in that post if you like! I love your art and it’s given me a lot of joy this week when everything is garbage.
WAHHHH this is SO cool. The reversible eyeplate is stunning and I'm looking forward to learning more about how you did it. Would also be glad to hear more about how you optimized huggability. I'm glad it helped you get through this wretched week!!
Feel free to borrow photos and add watermarks if you want—I think this page is probably a better photo source, but clayfellows.com is better to link to? Disorganized of me. I would love to be tagged!
Beautiful incredible!!!
Edit: also wanted to put this in artistic dialogue with the other known knitfellow
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celestial-fang · 2 months ago
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Hey fang!
I wanted to write you formally to let you know how much I adore your art. I found you through reddit and 40k stuff and really loved how you brought something completely different to the table. I admit your freak was not my freak, but seeing such good art always made me smile. Losing you as a 40k artist was heartbreaking, but I understood why and hoped you would be happier in other areas. To my delight, you reappeared in my feed drawing reverse 1999 which has been my favorite game since it's release. (I admit i didn't see the watermark the first time and wondered who would draw a brain that detailed and then saw it was you. Duh.) I've bought a print and have a space on mt wall ready:)
In short, thanks for always making my day and keep being amazing.
Thank you, it means a lot. I am obsessed with the designs of R1999 now so please look forward to more in the future 🙏
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the-astral-express-archive · 3 months ago
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Thank you very much for always providing us with high quality archives!
I would appreciate if you could upload any data of pictures like the attached files (without logo) from 2.5 main story or event story if they exist in the files.
(I am not a native English speaker, so I apologize if my English is poor.)
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Hey there, thank you so much and I'm glad to know my blog could be of some help! The pictures you're looking for have already been uploaded under the In-game CGs tag without any watermark (well, most of, with a few wallpaper version from the Chinese server that come with a small line of watermark but they're barely noticeable). I didn't upload the images directly to Tumblr to avoid accidental spoilers so these posts might be pretty easy to miss, you'll want to bookmark this tag in case you want to come back for future in-game CGs. Hope this helps!
And hey no worries, your English is completely fine! I should be the one apologizing for my broken English sometimes instead haha.
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blackhairedjjun · 1 year ago
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you made my day. ✧༺♥༻✧
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pairing: ot5 (individually) x gender neutral reader | genre / tropes: comfort, fluff, slice of life, meet cute, strangers to (potentially) lovers; reader is an intern in yeonjun's and a student in taehyun's | word count: 900 - 1k each | warnings: profanity, food & drinks in all except beomgyu's, getting scolded in yeonjun's, getting lost in beomgyu's
summary: you're having a bad day and things don't go as planned. but a chance encounter with a kind and handsome stranger makes things a little bit better.
author's notes: this was supposed to be posted in time for the release of the seasons of txt: youth photos, but then i got writer's block working on kai's and then i got super busy with work so i finished this only now. this is my first time making a fully ot5 work, and it was a lot of fun coming up with unique scenarios for each member. i hope you enjoy!
(all mini-fics are under the "keep reading" cut! photos are left uncropped to preserve the original uploader's watermark. photos are from bxmgyx_13 on twitter.)
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1. soobin 수빈
of all the days for you to forget your umbrella, it’s on a day when it actually rains.
you stand underneath the awning of the convenience store, sighing and clutching your bag of snacks. even as you silently wish for the rain to stop so that you could walk to the subway station, head home, and enjoy your food, the downpour only grows stronger as if the universe is playing a cruel prank on you.
today is supposed to be a relaxing day. maybe the sound of the rain would be calming if you were at home munching on a bag of your favorite chips... outside, not so much.
a few minutes pass. the rain abates ever so slightly, but not enough for you to go home safely. you glance up at the sky still covered in clouds, then back at the street view in front of you, losing hope.
you don’t mean to make eye contact with the tall stranger passing in front of you.
at that moment, two thoughts cross your mind. the first: he looks like an actor, i swear i’ve seen a handsome face like that before. the second: wow, a tall man with a big umbrella, if i were more shameless i’d ask him to cover me to get to the subway station.
the universe, once again, decides to humor you.
the young man stops in his tracks, still staring. then he turns away, bowing his head a little, as if trying to make himself smaller. you watch while he stays like that for a little bit, shifting his weight from one foot to another, clearly embarrassed by your encounter.
your face grows hot with embarrassment too and you bring your free hand up to cover your eyes. what am i doing? you chide yourself. just because he has a nice big umbrella doesn’t mean it’s okay to stare!
but before you can scold yourself too much, you hear a soft voice in front of you.
“do you... want to share?”
slowly you remove your hand from your eyes. the tall man is looking at you, and though he seems shy, you see a faint smile of politeness on his face.
“yes, please!” you nearly shout. “i mean 一 i’d like that, thanks.”
he bows a little as he moved forward and tilts his umbrella towards you. “sorry for staring, you just looked really sad standing here like that一” he stops, realizing what he just said, and presses his mouth shut.
cute. 
“no, it’s okay. i’ve been wanting to go home for a while, so yeah, i was feeling pretty bummed.”
“oh... sorry about that.”
you shrug. “it is what it is,” you say as you stepped under the umbrella. when you tell him that you were headed to the nearby train station, his eyes light up; he passes it by on the way to his dorms. the setup is perfect for both of you.
the tall man, you notice, seems naturally shy; even as you walk together under the rain, he makes sure to keep a polite distance from you, even if it meant one side of him getting slightly wet. his umbrella is slightly tilted towards you to make sure that you’re well-protected, even at his expense.
“hey, you’re getting rained on 一 it’s okay, you can bring the umbrella a bit more to your side.”
“it’s fine, i’m worried about your bag.”
“oh, this?” you lift up your bag of snacks on your free side. “don’t worry, they’re just bags of snacks. the packaging will keep them from getting wet.”
“oh? what snacks did you get?”
you tell him about your bags of chips and your packs of bread that you bought and his eyes start to shine. “i was gonna have a nice day to myself, just watching movies and eating these,” you say. “i picked out some dramas to watch this morning...”
“if you want really good bread, there’s a shop that just opened a few blocks away from the subway station! they make everything fresh, and i’ve been stopping by there after my classes.”
“oh! i’ve passed by that place, but i’ve never tried...”
as the two of you continue talking 一 turns out he has a lot of anime recommendations for you to binge while eating 一 he slowly starts to open up. he still looks handsome like an actor, but he has an adorable smile and a sparkle in his eyes that make him less intimidating and more endearing. he feels like someone you could hang out with, someone you could relax and be yourself around.
it wasn’t long before the two of you finally arrive at the subway station entrance. the rain has stopped, and the young man sets his umbrella down; now that you can see his face better, you take in the shine in his eyes and the dimples on his cheeks. oh, he’s so cute.
“hey, thanks so much for walking me, uh...”
“soobin.”
“thank you, soobin.” you feel your cheeks grow warm at you mentioning his name, and he seemed to blush a little, too. “this was nice of you to do.”
“ah, it’s nothing to worry about...”
“do you want to meet up at the bread shop sometime?”
the words tumble out of your mouth before you can stop yourself. oh god, what are you doing? you start to chide yourself again for asking to hang out with someone you’ve known for ten minutes. all he did was walk you home out of courtesy, and yet一
“yeah... that would be nice.”
he seems to be trying his hardest to look at you straight, but you can tell that the shy smile spreading across his face was genuine. relief washes over you and you can’t help but smile back.
the smile doesn’t leave your face as you hand your phone over to him to exchange numbers. while typing in your contact details, a thought crosses your mind: maybe the universe knows what it’s doing after all.
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2. yeonjun 연준
the walk home from your internship feels like a walk of shame.
you messed up a pretty urgent task, delaying your team’s entire project, and your boss had little patience as he scolded you in front of the other interns. even as you make your way back home where you can forget and perhaps drown your sorrows in ice cream, you can still hear your boss’s voice rising and ringing in your ears, and feel the interns’ eyes on you as they watch you get a dressing-down. some looks are ones of pity, others of annoyance 一 but they sting at you all the same.
it’s hard for you to push away the memory as you trudge down the familiar route to your apartment, the sights around you barely perceptible to your troubled mind. you don’t even have the mental energy to pay attention to the pedestrians around you, walking down the same sidewalk and headed who knows where, when一
bump.
“shit!”
you feel the splash of coffee on you and see a stain of dark brown spreading across your work shirt.
“oh shit, i’m so sorry一”
a bit of spilt coffee shouldn’t mean much, but today it’s the final straw. you burst into tears, unable to stop yourself from sobbing in a crowded street of strangers. everything about this day is conspiring against you: you can’t do your job right, you embarrassed yourself in front of the rest of the intern team, and now you can’t even get home without looking like a complete idiot. you want to disappear into thin air but all you can do is cry, which just makes you feel even more ashamed... and then cry harder.
“hey, please don’t cry, i didn’t realize that it was that bad一 did you get burned? i can walk you to a clinic一”
at first you barely pay attention to the young man who spilled his coffee on you, but now it’s hard to ignore the way he looks at you with eyes wide with worry. his hands hover just inches away from your shoulders, ready to comfort but not crossing the boundary of your personal space, and despite your tears your heart softens a bit at his willingness to help.
“it’s fine,” you sniffle, wiping your tears away with the back of your hand. “i一 i didn’t get burned一”
“i’m sorry for making you cry, i wasn’t paying attention一”
you can’t help but burst into a small laugh.
now the man looks confused, tilting his head at you. “wh-what’s so funny?”
“it’s not your fault that i’m crying,” you say, the last of your tears finally falling. “just had... a bad day.” 
“oh.” 
you watch the look in his eyes shift. he was looking at you with panic and desperation, but now his gaze softens. his hands fall to his sides but he leans toward you to listen to you better.
“sorry about your day.” his voice is softer now. “and it’s alright to cry it out, it must’ve been hard for you...”
you simply nod. your gaze falls to the sidewalk and you notice the spilled cup of coffee by your feet.
“s-sorry about your coffee...”
the man stares at you and tuts, shaking his head. “you just had a bad day, and you’re worried about my coffee? it’s fine, it’s nothing compared to what you went through.”
“i guess, i just... can’t help but feel bad.” you chew on your lip. “can i buy you a new one?”
he let out a chuckle and the sound makes you feel light. “will it make you feel better if you buy me a coffee?”
perhaps it would do you good to do something right for someone today, you think. besides, he seems nice, and he does deserve a coffee for trying to soothe you.
“yeah, sure.”
“then i’ll let you if it makes your day a bit better. there’s a cafe across the street, we can just stop by there, yeah?” he shrugs off the open button-down he’s wearing over his shirt and hands it to you. “and here, wear this to cover up the stain.”
“it’s fine一”
“c’mon, you can wear it.”
 you hesitate for a moment, but the young man looks at you with such wide eyes that you can��t say no; you take the button-down and put it on over your shirt. it’s big on you, but that’s good for covering up most of the stain. and while soiled clothing may be the least of your worries, it preserves your pride just enough that you smile for the first time today.
“there, you’re smiling already. you feel better?” he says, returning the smile.
oh, he’s handsome.
your smile widens and a blush starts to creep on you. “yeah... yeah, i do. and i guess some coffee would help.”
“then we can grab some together.” he offers his arm out to you. “i’m yeonjun, by the way.”
you thread his arm around his as the two of you walk towards the cafe. it’s an oddly intimate thing to do with someone you just met, but it feels right.
“nice to meet you, yeonjun. and thank you for helping me.”
maybe today isn’t such a bad day after all.
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3. beomgyu 범규
where the hell am i?
it’s the first thought that enters your mind as you step off the train, and it’s the thought that comes back to you again and again as you wander around the unfamiliar station. the whole place is unnervingly quiet; no other trains passing by, no hustle and bustle of the city, not even other passengers chatting and waiting for the next train to come. you open your phone and check your map 一 and you realize that you have gone horribly, horribly off course.
you did everything right; your friend gave you the name of the train station close to their new apartment, and you even looked it up before your trip. you know that the apartment was quite far from your place, but this is too far altogether. sighing, you open your chat with your friend and start texting them: hey i think i’m at the wrong station can you please help. you pace back and forth as you wait for a reply.
nothing.
the cell signal in the station weakens. you can’t even send your friend a follow-up text.
you almost let out a scream until you notice that another passenger has appeared on the platform: a young man bobbing his head to whatever music he’s listening to. he pays you no mind as his attention is absorbed by the earphones connected to... a cassette player?
you squint. does anyone still use cassette players in this day and age?
in between his little listening session, the young man catches at you staring at him. he tilts his head at you, pauses his player, and takes off his earphones. “what’s up?”
“uh...”
should you ask him for help? if he’s waiting for his own train, maybe he’d know the station better than you.
he follows your gaze down to the cassette player in his hand and frowns. “hey, i like vintage things, okay? my dad gave me this and it still works.”
“n-no, it’s not that...” 
your confusion and frustration must be too obvious, because the young man slips his cassette player into his bag and takes a step towards you. “uh, are you okay?”
fuck it, you can’t solve this yourself anyway.
“i think i’m lost.” you head over to him and show him your phone: the station name your friend gave you, a screenshot of the route you took. you explain to him where you’re headed, and he nods along as he listens and examines the map screenshots on your phone.
finally, he lets out a nervous chuckle. “uh, sorry. i don’t know how to get there either.”
your heart sinks.
“but i know where the helpdesk is, maybe we can ask them? let’s go there together.”
“aren’t you waiting for the next train though...?”
“it’s fine, it’s coming in around 20 minutes. let’s go, then?”
he gives you a sheepish grin, and somehow it’s the most reassuring thing you’ve seen all day.
the two of you make your way through a maze of staircases and walkways to get to the helpdesk, which the young man explains is on the far side of the station. all the while he sticks close to you, arms nearly brushing as you walk side by side, and it makes you feel anchored in an unfamiliar place.
“i’m sure your friend must be worried about you,” he says. 
“yeah, and i can’t even text them to tell them where i am.”
“we gotta make sure you get back then. don’t worry, the helpdesk staff are super nice. they’ve always helped me out here, so they’ll surely be able to help you too.”
he smiles and nods at you as he says it, and it makes you believe him. he’s kinda cute, too.
the young man is in the middle of telling you about how he’s visiting his family when you spot the HELP DESK sign in front of a modest booth. you nearly sprint to it, but your companion manages to keep up and get there first.
“excuse me, could you help my friend here? they’re supposed to get to...”
you lend your phone to him as he explains your route to the middle-aged woman behind the help desk. she lets out a laugh as she hears him out 一 it turns out that there are two stations close to each other with similar names, and your friend gave you the wrong station name. “don’t worry, it’s a common mistake,” she says. “you’re not the first person i’ve seen make it. here, i can trace your route for you...”
a few moments later you hold a paper map with a post-it explaining which lines and stations you’re supposed to take. you relax visibly as you scan the instructions, and a new wave of energy fills you to get to where you need to go.
you look up at the young man and he seems even more excited than you. he’s grinning from ear to ear and bouncing slightly on his feet. “we did it!”
“thank you so much,” you say with a bow. “couldn’t have done it without you.”
“don’t get lost again, okay?” he says with a laugh. “or else i’ll have to come pick you up or something.”
“i’ll be fine, don’t worry. what, do you want me to text you when i get there?”
you’re joking but you freeze. what on earth were you even saying?
the young man goes from excited to sheepish, though he hasn’t stopped smiling. “i mean, yeah, that’s a good idea.”
“yeah...”
you find yourself exchanging phones with him, and when you get yours back, you glance at the new contact. beomgyu. there’s a little teddy bear emoji next to his name.
“text me when you get to your friend’s place, okay?”
beomgyu’s gaze softens, and you feel yourself growing warm.
“okay.”
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4. taehyun 태현
you shouldn’t have checked how much progress you’ve made.
in the middle of your study session you flip through the pages of your chemistry textbook to see how much you have left to read... and you still have three-fourths of the chapter left. after that you have two more chapters to go. you flip through your own notes and realize that, as dense as they already are, they aren’t even halfway done. then you check the time on your phone: it’s been forty-five minutes.
oh, it’s going to be a long stay at this cafe.
you can feel the worries rising in your throat, but you take a sip of coffee to try to wash them down. it doesn’t work, but you don’t have the time to self-soothe right now. you only have so much time before it gets too dark and you have to return to your dorm.
your head is spinning with chemical equations and diagrams when the empty seat across you shifts. the muffled noise is enough to make you look up, and you notice a stranger hovering near the seat. the rest of the cafe is full.
“may i sit here?” he asks.
“sure.”
you pay him no mind as he settles down, and you continue studying.
half an hour and one finished coffee later, and you still aren’t done with that first chapter. your notes started out neat but have since devolved into a half-legible mess of symbols and equations that might as well be ancient runes to you. the last ten minutes were spent scrolling on your phone because you would rather distract yourself at this point. groaning, you throw down your pen and rub your face into your hands.
i’m not understanding anything.
the soft thwack of your pen against your textbook catches the attention of your table-mate, who has finished his pastry and is sipping his drink while typing some notes on his phone. you glance up at him and see the name scrawled on his coffee cup: taehyun.
he glances at your pen, then at your textbook, then up at you. “is this for a chemistry class?”
you nod.
taehyun examines the textbook again, then your notes. “oh, i took the same class last semester. do you want help?”
you want to yell oh my god, you’re a fucking lifesaver, but instead you say, “yes, please!”
you allow taehyun to flip through your textbook, even your messy notes. his eyes widen as he takes in every detail, and when he looks up at you he gives you a tiny smile. there’s a little sparkle in his eyes that washes down just a bit of your worries.
“this is pretty good progress you’ve made. you got the fundamental parts right.”
“oh, i… did?”
and here you thought your mind was just flailing around.
“yeah. you’re doing great.”
“but i’m slow.”
“it’s better to be slow and understand everything well than to be fast but not absorb anything,” he says. “do you have an exam coming up soon?”
“uh-huh… tomorrow. and i’ve got two more chapters after this.”
“oh.” taehyun blinks and goes quiet for a few moments, pondering what to do. at last, he picks up your pen. “you could probably go faster with some help, then.”
a wide smile spreads across your face.
taehyun guides you through each lesson, pausing once in a while to check if you can follow him. you resume taking notes and they’ve gotten neater again, and all the strange symbols and diagrams and equations start to make sense. the panic in you starts to fade away little by little, and the fog in your mind from all your worrying starts to clear. with that gone, you find yourself understanding each lesson much more quickly.
“you’re good at this,” you say as taehyun finishes drawing an example chemical structure on a napkin.
“i am?” he lets out a small chuckle and you blush a little. he’s sweet. “well, i did enjoy my chemistry classes last time. but it only really counts if you got to learn something.”
“i did, i honestly did,” you say, eyes scanning your notes.
taehyun follows your line of sight and once again you see the sparkle in his eyes. “that’s good, then. and i can tell from your notes too, you already figured a lot of it out. you’ll do fine in your exam.”
“you think so?”
“yeah, really.”
“well...” he’s right, you admit. you exhale slowly and allow your shoulders to slump a little bit. “thanks.”
in the end you manage to finish just two out of three chapters before it gets dark outside, but taehyun makes a cheat sheet to help you. you watch him as he scrawls his notes on a loose sheet of paper 一 oh, he’s a lefty! you note 一 then tucks it in between the pages of your textbook. as he slides the textbook over to you, he gives you one more look with wide eyes.
“good luck tomorrow. you can do it!”
“thanks! and, uh 一 thank you. i couldn’t have done it without you.”
taehyun lets out a little chuckle. it sounds tiny, but to your ears it could fill the whole cafe. “you should let me know how it goes. i’ll be here tomorrow too, same time.”
“oh...”
there it is again, the twinkle in his eyes. you feel yourself grow warm at his words as you look at him. you still have your exam to get through, but now you have something to look forward to tomorrow.
“sure, i’ll be here,” you say. “see you.”
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5. huening kai 휴닝카이
perhaps a little ice cream will put you out of your misery.
the line for the ice cream truck in the park is long, as expected on such a hot day. one part of you understands this rationally, but another part of you is antsy, an inner five-year-old grumbling and stomping their feet on the verge of a temper tantrum. sure, everyone in this line is sweating under the sun as much as you are, but your patience is wearing thin and you just want that ice cream now. 
you would have been more patient if you’re getting that ice cream with your friends as originally planned, but your plans fell apart at the last minute. one by one, they texted you their reasons why they couldn’t make it: they have to work overtime at their job, their boyfriend suddenly showed up for a surprise date, their cat got hurt and had to be taken to the vet... by the time you read the last ones, you were already waiting at the park, your carefully planned outfit wasted and slowly being stained with sweat.
if it happened to someone other than you, you would have laughed at the unfortunate string of coincidences. but instead the sheer bad luck taunts you, and now all you can do is take out your handkerchief and wipe the sweat off your forehead with a sigh.
you don’t know how long it takes 一 perhaps a few minutes, perhaps an hour 一 but you finally make it to the front of the ice cream truck. you bounce on your heels as you turn to face the ice cream man, ready for a little bit of ice-cold, sweet comfort on an otherwise terrible day...
“sorry, we just sold out.”
“WHAT?!”
the ice cream man flinches. you didn’t mean to scream so loud, but the frustration building in up in you is just too much to hold back. the people in line behind you start to disperse, a few of them stopping to stare at you. you apologize for your outburst  but slink away in defeat, head bowed from resignation and sheer tiredness.
just then you feel a tap on your shoulder.
“uh... y-you can have mine...”
you turn around and see a young man with tousled black hair holding out a popsicle still in its packaging. he smiles sheepishly as he hands it to you. “sorry, i got the last one...”
with one look at him, whatever irritation and frustration you feel melts away. you can see the sweat around his forehead and the slump in his shoulders, then your eyes fall to the gym bag hanging by his side. he must have been exerting himself under the sun, you think, and there’s no way you can take an ice cream from someone like that.
“no, i’m 一 i’m sorry for shouting like that. you can have it.”
“no, it’s okay, i promise!”
“really, you don’t have to give it to me.” you start to walk away, hoping to deter him, but he only follows. “keep it, it’s gonna melt if you don’t eat it soon.”
“take it! please?” he steps to your side and you notice how much he towers over you. his face betrays his height, however 一 he glances at you with big, pleading eyes, and your resolve softens.
“okay, okay.” you take the popsicle from him and unwrap it.
the two of you sit down on a park bench. you taste a little bit of the popsicle, now soft from the heat, and the fruity flavor instantly gives you a little burst of energy. you smile as you dig in to the rest of it, trying to savor it before it melts.
you pause for a moment to look at the young man who handed you the popsicle. he looks content as he gazes out at the park scenery, without a hint of bitterness that you took his ice cream from him. he turns to you with a smile, and you can’t help the little flutter in your heart when he does.
“that looks so good,” he says.
“it is! uh, sorry i took it from you.”
“nah, it’s okay. they ran out of my favorite flavor anyway so i’m not too sad.”
“oh.” you finish the popsicle and place the wooden stick inside the packaging. “it would’ve been nice if we both had one, though. it’s really hot today.”
“yeah, dance practice was extra brutal today under the sun...”
“dance practice? oh my god, that sounds exhausting.”
“yeah, everything hurt so much! but i finally figured out our new choreo, so it’s okay.” he glances over at you and opens his mouth to speak again, only for him to look confused and turn away. oh, he’s a shy one.
you decide to fill in the silence. “do you want to hear something funny?”
“sure!”
you tell the stranger about the slow thwarting of your plans for the day: the sudden overtime, the surprise date, the cat at the vet. your companion’s eyes widen with each new detail. when you finish he starts out a high-pitched laugh, and the sound makes you laugh too.
then he realizes he’s laughing at you and he stops. “oh一! oh, i... that’s so unlucky... and the ice cream running out too... i’m so sorry.”
you shrug. “today’s just not my day.”
“i’m glad i gave you that ice cream, then. you needed it.”
“yeah... thanks.” you glance down to fiddle with the edges of the popsicle wrapper, and you feel your lips curl upward in a smile . just then an idea enters your head, and you look up to meet your companion’s eyes.
“do you want to meet up here again next week? maybe we can get an ice cream for the both of us next time. my treat.” you tilt your head at him. “i’m y/n, by the way.”
slowly a wide smile forms on your own companion’s face, and his eyes start to twinkle with giddiness. “y/n... ah, i’m kai. and i have outdoor dance practice here every week, so i’ll see you after?”
“that would be nice, kai.”
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littlegayduck · 3 months ago
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picrew moots chain
hey I'm making a chain ( @homocidalpotat 's idea) to make picrews of my moots!
so if any of my mutuals want me to make them, reblog this and I'll try my best!
(I have no idea what most of you look like so bare w me 💀)
also if you could give me a general idea of your skin tone when rebligging thatd be great, i don't wanna be assuming people's race 💀💀
also if you wanna add your sexuality/gender identity, I can try get the flag in the background to match (if theres none matching ill use the rainbow flag)
ill be using this picrew in case anyone wants to make one of me, or of yourself <3:
open tag, anyone can do it or request one (also if you wanna be moots just ask, i love getting more mutuals)
some tags just so it gets seen:
@yourlocalbadgerscales @jo-the-bass-stealer @theverycoolfish @definitionoffuckup @homocidalpotat
@the-real-catholic-church
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slugluvr69 · 24 days ago
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Hey all! I'm opening commissions on behalf of Safaa @sfaamq10 who is trying to escape Gaza with her family.
Her campaign was reblogged by 90-ghost here (terminated blog, same person/gfm)
Donations dated before December 1, 2024 are not eligible.
Fill out the google form here to secure your slot, and I'll contact you for proof of donation and references before moving forward with your commission.
The amount you donate corresponds to the type of commission available to you, as pictured above.
Slot info and TOS/details below.
Prices are in USD.
FULLBODY ($80) - 1/1 SLOTS
Two Major revisions allowed, minor tweaks accepted up until piece is finished.
HALFBODY ($60) - 2/2 SLOTS
Two Major revisions allowed, minor tweaks accepted up until piece is finished.
CHIBI ($25) - 2/2 SLOTS
One Major revision allowed, minor tweaks accepted up until piece is finished.
BUST ($20) - 4/4 SLOTS
One Major revision allowed, minor tweaks accepted up until piece is finished.
LITTLE DOODLE ($5) - NO LIMIT, CLOSES WHEN I DEEM IT NECESSARY
Extremely minor revisions only, I don't do a sketch for these at all so you get what you get. Quick and dirty yeehaw.
TOS
All commissions are for personal use only. Absolutely no commercial use permitted.
Turnaround of up to 6 weeks for chibis/busts, and 2 months for full/halfbodies. Little doodles should be quicker. I draw slowly and have an insane work schedule, so please bear with me.
Please provide a clear visual or text reference for your character. Supplemental references (moodboards, faceclaims, other inspirations) are of course welcome and appreciated.
Complex designs will be simplified
If you have a pose/expression in mind please say so and give examples when you send your references.
I reserve the right to refuse any request, and may ask you to choose something else or look elsewhere.
In regards to furries/antho/monsters, I'd be happy to try to draw your character but I don't have much experience with that kind of design so I can't guarantee satisfactory results. If you're okay with taking that risk then request away!
Do not use the commission for NFTs (are these even still around lmfao) or run it through AI image processors. Do not edit the commission with AI.
All commissions are full color and lineless. Static poses only (chibis can get a bit weirder with it but no dynamic angles)
Single characters only this time. You can donate more to reserve more slots, but any additional slots will be for a single character as well.
I will draw real people, as long as you can prove that you have permission to make the request. Doesn't apply to famous actors of course.
I will be batch posting the finished pieces to my blog (lower res, watermarked), with a link back to each client's social media of choice. If you don't want yours posted, let me know.
Due to the nature of the process, there will be no refunds.
If you have any questions send me an ask and we can discuss :)
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