#i hate these colors but they're a lot better than what i picked before i destroyed the saturation

[canisbrutus]

Hey I really like your headcanons !!! What’s your view on the main three’s relationship with each other?

why thank ya, color me flattered lol. let me see.. this will be Long

Gary & Jimmy 🐍🐕

tragic doomed toxic yaoi etc etc

ultimately they're two sides of the same coin, opposite eachother in a way. both are simultaneously victims and perpetrators, though they differ in motive and response

while jimmy might be too daft to realize, gary knows this and absolutely hates it.

like a fine mix of admiration jealousy and spite

jimmy meanwhile is just fed up his bullshit

but at the same time he doesnt *hate* him.

jimmy doesnt really hate anyone tbh hes just easily pissed off

after the betrayal jimmy is annoyed at best and personally hurt at worst. but he can shrug it off with ease. he doesnt hold grudges

which is yet another thing that drives gary nuts

before the betrayal though. jimmy made gary feel Weird. jimmy's too genuine. too upfront. too honest. Too Real.

he took their friendship seriously. very very few people willingly stood beside gary, minus petey who we'll get to later

and that made him ? scared. confused even. absolutely nobody could be equal with him. even if he liked their relationship

anyway. this vvv

Petey & Gary 🐇🐍

petey primarily hung around gary because he was familiar and it was better than being alone, yes.

but also, these two go back a fair ways. like elementary.

as such, petey knows more about gary than he would like him to.

gary has been through a Lot. he's also Lost a Lot.

petey is one of the few 'things' he has left that really means anything to him.

or. he was, anyway. before the betrayal

shortly after the fight in the pit he got in an argument with gary. cut him deep where it hurts. mentioned something he maybe shouldnt have.

got beaten bloody and thrown away. and gary devolved from there.

despite this petey doesnt really hold it against him either

there's some guilt to him. perhaps a bit of self loathing.

but he couldnt approach gary on his own. his nerves were too shot.

sure gary threw his friend jimmy to russell. and sure gary's been picking on him for years at this point. but to beat the shit out of him, his best friend, after he's stayed with him for just about a decade?

he couldnt trust him again

he hardly trusted him to begin with honestly, gary had been beating him down and making sure he knew whatever prior cuts he made at him didnt hurt in the slightest before.

thankfully jimmy isnt as sensitive as he is.

~~~~~

Jimmy & Petey 🐕🐇

poor kids. two peas in a pod thrown under the bus

petey may have been apprehensive of jimmy at first, due to his general attitude and knack for mayhem.

but as time passed jimmy showed his true colors and proved to be a Good person (if prone to manipulation)

it wasnt long before petey started to trust him more than gary. and after the betrayal, jimmy was all he really had.

(admittedly he did try to join the nerds but earnest called him a faggot and said no)

petey isnt meek. he isn't soft. his venom is often dwarfed by everyone else's, but he still holds a rage. even if he keeps it inside. part of him did want to get back at gary. but another part still felt concern for his old friend spiraling like mad. even moreso considering he pushed him the way he did, with that argument mentioned.

im saying this ^ bc he felt an obligation to advise jimmy on what to do, especially regarding gary. hoping he could get him calmed tf down so they could go back to normal, as friends, again.

but they werent particularly close. kinda like business partners. jimmy blowing him off half the time didnt help matters.

but again. petey didnt have anyone else.

just a poor guy caught in the middle of their homoerotic rivalry

~~~~~

i have so many lores for these stupid cunts.

anyway reminder that my inbox is open for requests in general. woof

[bumbojohnson]

girl mario and her fat baby

[jillsandwhichs]

Aeon - Oneshots/AU's Collection, Chapter 4, Once in a blue moon

Masterlist

Pairing: Leon Kennedy & Ada Wong

Summary: Leon and Ada end up being at the same event. Them being in the same vicinity, of course, leads to something much more

Status of their relationship in this one shot: Complicated

WC: 3.6k

Type: NSFW

Warnings: Making out, Dirty talk, Leon is a sub whereas Ada is a dom, Oral (Ada receives), Hookup, Semi public sex, P in V, Unprotected sex, Hair pulling & Clit rubbing

A/n: Hi! Hope you all enjoy. Please check out my masterlist, there's a lot of stuff there. You can get to know me, you can see the rules of my blog and then you can see all of my fanfictions. You'll be able to find the previous chapters to this fic and upcoming ones. You'll also be able to find my Wattpad & AO3. Comments, reblogs & likes are appreciated. Thank you

Art Creds: JanetYuezi17

Leon entered the large room with a deep sigh. He doesn't want to be here. What's the point? To earn some good agent points from President Graham? He doesn't care what he thinks of him, he simply works for him. Leon doesn't want to be in a totally crowded place. He can hardly see what's in front of him with all of the people in the way, dancing, eating or conversing with others.

He has to do this though and he knows that.

Convoying further into the elegant estate, Leon was offered a glass of champagne. "Thanks." He gave a nod to the waiter. They even have fancy waters. The stereotypical type with the rag over their arm and the platter of drinks. Leon scoffed and sipped the light tint of yellow drink. It was good, he can't lie. Leon is only here to meet with some other agents and higher ups. Hopefully they're not the talkative types. He just wants to say hi and get out of here.

Leon is wearing a typical suit. He didn't even pick it out, it was decided by Graham (What he'd wear). Leon hates dressing up for formal events such as this. He doesn't want to look like a total fool. Then again, he's so out of place at parties like these, he probably looks silly the moment he walks through the front door. Leon sighed to himself, shooting the rest of the champagne down his gullet and setting the clear glass onto the bar beside where he was standing.

The music is not Leon's forte either. It's very classical; Leon likes metal and rock. He really can't vibe with a song unless it resonates with him and this blues shit, no, it does not make the cut. It's bad. Leon took a seat on the barstool and looked around the area. He scanned it, analyzed it. Yeah, there's a load of people here, none of which Leon knows or has even been aquatinted with. Leon would much rather be at home right now.

Glaring down at his watch, he checked the time. It's almost six, he wants to be gone by seven. Hopefully he is able to meet at least one person before he has to go or he can paint this 'mission' as failed. He stood up and grunted, turning around and looking at his glass. "Not my problem." He whispered beneath his breath. He left the glass there as he began to amble through the crowd, hoping to find someone with a name tag as him.

That is how he'll know if someone is in the same department as him-color coded name tags. It's rather childish but it gets the job done.

Traversing through the crowd, Leon didn't see any name tags that matched his. Everyone smells of strong perfume/cologne and alcohol. He isn't surprised. At this type of events, people take it as free range to get absolutely hammered.

As he continued to travel to the side, he suddenly heard someone call his name. "Leon! Leon, over here!" He turned around and sighed deeply. Patrick. Fucking Patrick. Whatever, it's better than no one. Leon walked over to him and gave him a fake smile. "Hey Pat." "What's up Leon? I didn't even think I'd see you here tonight." "I wish I wasn't here, but it is required." Leon stated to him. Patrick snickered and nodded. "You are funny."

Leon just raised his eyebrow and looked around. "What are you doing?" "Nothing much. I did just dance with a lady, so that was fun. Anywho, wanna meet some guys? This can go down on your record." Leon nodded, "Yeah, please. Bring me to them." Finally, Leon will be able to leave sooner than he thought he would. Patrick smiled and patted Leon on the upper arm. "I knew you'd want to. Follow me."

He began to be led by Patrick to the other side of the room. There were three men standing around a table. They had drinks and a board of food. "So these are the higher ups then?" "Yes, they are. Be cool!" Patrick said in a loud whisper. Leon scoffed. Who is Patrick to tell him how to act? He isn't an idiot. Patrick paused in front of the table, Leon did too. "Gentlemen, this is the Leon S Kennedy."

Leon waved and nodded. "Hello gentlemen." He said in a friendly manner. The men all stood up with a smile. "Good evening, Mr. Kennedy," One of the men spoke up, "I am Mr. Carter Hawkins. This is Mr. Collins Richards and Mr. Pete Fisher." Leon shook all of their hands and nodded. "It's a pleasure to meet you all." It really isn't. Leon hates this all facade. He feels like a prick when doing this stuff because he doesn't actually care.

In the business world, you are for yourself and for yourself only. As for Leon, he's for the people. These men though? They're in it for the money and fame. There's always a dark side to each organization and these men are a part of it. It's sad. Working for the President, Leon didn't realize how shitty it would turn out to be. He supposes that's the price he has to pay. He didn't choose to work willingly under Graham, he was forced. He has to deal.

It's all just superficial. Leon thought that his line of work would be for honesty and truth, but of course it isn't.

As they were talking amongst themselves, Leon couldn't help but feel as if there were a pair of eyes on him. He gandered around the room, but nothing. It made him feel nervous. Who could be here eyeing him down. Leon leaned in closer to Patrick and murmured something to him. "Have you seen anyone that seems suspicious by chance?" "No." Patrick whispered back and looked around. "Why?" "Doesn't matter." Then Leon went back to speaking with Mr. Richards.

Within just a few minutes, Leon decided to turn around and that's when he saw her. It was Ada. He knew something was up. He recognized her immediately. It's only been a few months since he last saw her in Spain. After that, they hadn't spoken at all. Leon even figured he'd never see her again. He was wrong. He also often times has a feeling he'll see her every time he's out on a mission. He can't deny the fact he does look for her on those days.

Ada glanced at Leon and nudged her head before she then entered through a door.

"Gentlemen, excuse me, I have some business to attend." Leon nodded. The men said their goodbyes and Leon made way to said room. Did she even notice him? Was she nudging to someone else? He doesn't care. What in God's name is Ada Wong doing here?

Once Leon got closer to the door, his hands began to shake. He's anxious. Gaining the courage to just open the damn door, he did. When he entered, he saw Ada right before him. Yeah, that's her. He could recognize her anywhere. She's been on his mind ever since the incident in Spain so of course she just had to show up here of all places.

"Leon." Ada said softly. "I didn't think you'd be here." "I'm sure." Leon didn't buy that one bit. She chuckled and walked over to him. "Why are you here, Ada?" "Business, you know I don't work and tell." Those are the exact words she used on him back in Spain. Leon scoffed. "This is where I work, you can't just show up and-" "Leon, stop talking. I'm not here to do anything bad, I am simply here to meet someone." "Who?" "It doesn't matter."

So many thoughts are racing through his head. In a way, it's so upsetting to see her. He doesn't want to deal with any of her antics. At the same time however, he's glad. She's been on his mind. Ada is a part of Leon that he knows he'll never fully be able to let go. Leon loves her, he's never even tried to deny that. He doubts she feels the same all things considered. He's tried to get over her, but he never can.

Ada is sly and sleuth. She's always reminded Leon of a black cat on the prowl. She's seductive too, that's clear. Ever since that dreadful night back in Raccoon City, Ada has had him wrapped around her little finger. She uses him at her own discretion-at least that's what Leon is told. He knows Ada better than that. There's no way she doesn't feel something for him. She has to.

Leon sighed deeply. "Ada, if you're here to cause any mischief, just tell me so I can leave." Ada rolled her eyes and placed her hands onto his chest. "Leon," she hummed, "you don't trust me one bit, do you?" Ada questioned him. Leon breathed in a sharp breath as her finger tips trailed down his body and right above his waistband. What is she up to? "How can I when all you ever do is deceive me?"

She smirked and pulled away from him. "My apologies but you do remember that you're the one who clung to me back in R.C, correct? I tried to leave you be, you kept coming back to me like a lost puppy." She isn't wrong. It's only because Leon wanted answers and felt it was safer to stick beside someone. It's not like he knew who Ada was or what she was doing. Leon stepped back and hit his back on the door. "Just do whatever you plan to do." Was all he said before he went to leave the room.

Before he could, Ada grasped his wrist and shook her head. "Leaving so soon?" "What do you want?" Leon asked in a low voice. He's actually curious at this point. What's her deal? Ada's eyes went really soft as she looked up at him. That's exactly what captures him. That's why he kissed her back in Raccoon City, that's why he saved her back in Spain... It's the way she gets. She's manipulative and Leon's aware of that-but she just weaves him in her web.

"I think you should stay with me for a little bit..." Her hands then went to his belt and he went to back away, but once again hit the door. "Do you not want me to?" Ada instantly let go. Admittedly, she's also missed Leon and she's in desperate need for him. It's not as if she enjoys hurting Leon like this-of course not-but work first, hooking up later. For now though, the roles can be reversed.

Leon suddenly grabbed her face and began kissing her. He felt Ada smile against his lips. His hands went to her waist whereas hers remained on his chest. "I've missed you." Leon admitted. He felt pathetic after saying it. "Oh Leon..." Ada whispered against his lips, kissing him passionately. She missed him too, even if she's not ready to admit it. Their kissing was powerful. It was as if the world was going to end and this was their final goodbye.

Of course, neither of them truly know when the last time they see one another will be.

Pushing her up against a table, Leon chuckled. Ada was between him and the white, sturdy table. They both could tell where this was going. Ada pulled away from the kiss and began to work on taking his belt off. "How much time do you have?" "As long as you need me for." Leon said quietly. He feels pathetic, once again. Ada truly has him pinched between her fingers. Leon doesn't even care at this point. Ada will always be Ada.

Removing his belt, Ada set it on the table before lifting herself onto the table. Leon let out a huff as he watched her do that. She's ready for him, she wants him. This just makes the experience to come a billion times more lovely. Leon pulled his dress pants all the way down along with his boxers. Adas eyes went to his member and she smiled before making eye contact with him. "Come here." She pulled on his blazer. Leon snickered and cupped her cheek firmly, kissing her once again.

Her lips were so soft against his. Leon never wants this moment to end. Kissing Ada only reminds him of when they met. God, she's perfect. Leon can't not give in to her. "Fuck I've wanted this for so long." Leon grunted. Ada tittered and nodded. "Me too." She then lifted her waist up to pull her dress up, revealing her lacy panties. Leon nearly lost his breath. What a sight to see.

"I want to taste you." Leon wasn't lying. He's fantasized about this. Ada is gorgeous, she's beautiful, he wants her badly. "Oh? You do?" Ada bit her lip and started to pull her panties down. She did it so painfully slowly, it made Leon whine out in annoyance. Once they hit her ankles, Leon pulled them off and set them to the side. They were a bit wet and that made him even harder. Now they're both naked from the waist down.

Leon grabbed Ada's legs and set them up on the table. Her knees were bent upwards, her pussy directly in front of him. Her legs being spread was insanely sexy to Leon. He leaned down and wrapped his arms around her thighs. They were pale and soft, Leon couldn't stop caressing them. He started to leave kisses from he knees and down to her very inner thighs. Occasionally he'd get a glimpse of her sopping cunt and all it did was enhance his horniness.

Eventually, Leon moved his lips from her thighs to her folds. He kissed both before finally swiping his tongue through them. His tongue licked up all of her wetness. It was so much. He groaned, the taste was a delicacy. "Mmm yes." Ada moaned, her fingers gripped the end of the table she's resting on. Leon's tongue repeatedly slicked up and down through her folds. She tastes amazing. Leon can't believe this is his first time ever being with her like this and that it happened so suddenly.

Leon couldn't stop. He doesn't want to. His lips and tongue suckled on her nub. Ada's little moans and whimpers made Leon start to precum. He's down for her, down badly. He just wants to fuck her. "You taste so good." Leon whispered to her. Ada sighed softly and grasped onto his dirty blonde hair. Her slim fingers ran through it and tugged on it. "Faster." She didn't have to tell him twice. The speed of his slick tongue picked up.

Ada set her legs up onto his shoulders, enabling him to have a different angle. Leon took this opportunity and immediately gripped onto her thighs as he began to feast upon her like a mad man. Ada's legs started to shake and her insides began to twist. She knew she was close. She could tell. "I'm so close." Ada said softly to Leon. Leon chuckled deeply against her pussy before beginning to continuously swirl his tongue on her clit.

This was her undoing. Just a few more twirls of his tongue and Ada was done for. She shook slightly as she came on his face. Leon breathed in deeply as he licked her once more before pulling away. He is respectful. He's willing to give her some time to recoup herself. Ada panted and started to sit back up. Leon wiped the area near his lips and huffed out a breath.

"That was great." Ada spoke, pulling Leon back close to her. "Let's make this quick." She giggled as she spread her legs again. Leon snickered and nodded. "Where are you going after this?" "To finish business. Why?" Leon sighed deeply. "So that's it? We just have sex and you leave?" "Leon," Ada sat up and started to kiss the area on his upper chest. "Don't be upset with me." Ada then kissed his cheek. "Just fuck me." She whispered, leaning back again.

Leon scoffed. "That's exactly what I'm going to do." Leon sighed, pumping himself a few times. There is precum on his tip-Ada makes him feel ways he knows he could never feel with anyone else. Ada wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer into her. "Don't hold back. Who knows when you'll see me again." She said seductively. Leon grinned and slowly entered her, allowing her to adjust around him. He can admit, he's big.

Her hands were resting on either side of the table and her legs were encased around his midriff. "You're tight." Leon chuckled, kissing her knee before beginning to move. Ada bit her lip and nodded. She's aware. She knows she feels good. Ada is rather confident and knowing of how great she is, in bed and out. "Fuck." Leon grunted, moving back and fourth into her slowly. He was hitting so deep inside of her, he knows he's hitting her sweet spot.

Ada moaned softly and tossed her head back. "Leon..." She whimpered, holding onto his wrist which his hands were on her fit thighs. "Leon." She stated. "Hmm?" "Didn't I say don't hold back?" Ada giggled, tilting her head to gaze at him. "I was just trying to give you time to-" "Don't hold back." She interrupted him. Leon then began to thrust into her at a fast & hard rate. Ada nodded and tossed her head back once again. She isn't surprised that he is able to fuck her senselessly.

"Come here." Leon groaned out breathlessly. He pressed his lips against her roughly. Their making out was erotic and sloppy-but so meaningful. This is the last thing Leon expected out of this evening. Seeing Ada isn't too surprising but making love to her? Leon never expected that. As he pumped himself into her, he could feel how tight she was getting. That meant she was close. It's not surprising-she is still sensitive from what he ate her out.

Ada hooked her arms around his neck. She was clinging onto him like a spider monkey with a tree. Leon brought his hand down to her clit and started to gently rub it. "Yes Leon, god, just like that." Ada huffed out, kissing him again and licking his lower lip. She was begging for entry. Leon opened his mouth again and kissed her lovingly. The way his thumb rubbed over her clit was enough to get her so close to the edge. She knows she'll finish any second.

Leon swiftly raised his other hand behind her back and tugged on her black hair, pulling her neck backwards. Ada giggled as Leon kissed all along her neck and collarbone. He was sure to leave marks. He wants people to know she got fucked. "I'm so close." Ada whispered to him. Her arms were resting on his back now, primarily for support but also just because she needs him close to her. "Cum for me."

With just a few more thrusts into her, Ada was finished. She came around him. Her liquid fluids seeped onto his cock as he fucked her fast and roughly. "Mmm fuck." Leon grunted, continuing to move into her. Ada moaned and held onto him tighter. Her entire area down there felt more sensitive than ever before since she's orgasmed twice in one night plus, Leon isn't stopping.

All Ada had to do was kiss him softly and run her fingers through his hair to get Leon to finish. He pulled out of her and released his semen all over her inner thighs. He panted heavily. That was the greatest sex of his life. He was so happy it was with Ada. Ada smiled and pulled a rag out of her wallet, wiping herself off. "You are a goddess." Leon whispered to her. "Oh?" Ada didn't expect such a compliment.

"You are great at sex." Leon stated, adjusting his pants. Ada nodded and fixed her dress. Leon went to grab her panties to put them back on her but she shook her head. "Keep them." She winked before getting off of the table. "You're really just going to go?" "Hm? Yes. I said that." Ada began to amble towards to door. "You know you'll see me again one way or another, Leon." "Yeah... Hopefully." He looked down, fidgeting with his fingers.

Ada tilted her head and made an "Awe" noise. She traversed to him and pressed a gentle kiss to his jawline. "You fucked me very well... I promise, that won't be the last time..." She kissed him once more and went to the door. Before she left, she turned her head and spoke. "So long, Leon." Ada then left the room. "Bye." He murmured beneath his breath. She's probably off to manipulate someone else for money or something.

Looking down at her panties, Leon chuckled. He can't believe she just gave them to him. He stuffed them into his pocket then fixed his hair. "Fuck me." He grunted before leaving the room. He never saw Ada again for that entire night.

[xxsycamore]

Hello, can i ask for sex pollen with Clavis?😳

Maybe you can 😳 My requests aren't open though... it would be very bad if I get inspired and write this on a whim!!

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘛𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯

↬ 🌹 Clavis gives you a bouquet of some really special flowers.

Clavis Lelouch x f!Reader • rating: E (MDNI) • tags: Sex Pollen; Aphrodisiacs; Flowers; Oral Sex; Cunnilingus; thigh kink; Vaginal Sex; Multiple Orgasms; Creampie• wordcount: 2,325 • masterlist

"I already told you. Those are Rosa Lelouchiae. An extraordinary flower for an extraordinary woman."

Made-up etymology aside, you're surprised to see actual results born from Clavis' claims that he's making a new flower in his name especially for you. You're not sure what the process entails, but he did tell you he recently laid his hands on a special fertilizer that is supposed to enhance petal growth, color...even scent. From there on, he just tweaked the formula a little bit.

True, the bouquet looks like nothing you've seen before - resembling the roses you're familiar with, but only somewhat - and bright purple in color. You're far from excluding the idea that he might've gotten those from his many connections abroad, but for the sake of not disappointing him, you're going to will yourself to believe in your lover's skills.

"They're lovely. Thank you so much, darling!"

Clavis grins at the nickname, his teeth showing for a brief second before his smile grows wider and sweeter. "I hope the scent is to your liking."

Prompted to take another whiff, you flare your nostrils to let the scent engulf your senses... oh, that's better than some perfumes you've caught around here. And that speaks a lot when you're in the circles of nobility.

It's almost like it soothes your brain, the way smelling a hot cup of tea at the end of a tough day would work away the tension built in your temples until your brows are not unconsciously furrowed anymore... or like a harmonious melody that makes you stop in your tracks and listen because it pulls you off your thoughts.

"-of the pigmentation. Are you with me, dear?"

"Oh? Uh-huh, I was just... Those smell really well, Clavis! Here, hold them for me, please? I'll be right back."

You only hear his trademark laughter as you hurriedly cross the room to look for a vase, quickly picking yourself up after that strange spacing out you experienced. Maybe you're just tired.

When you return, Clavis is holding the bouquet close to his nose, his smile hidden behind the colorful paper they're wrapped in - and without the chance to judge it, you're unable to read his gaze that is holding yours. But it's strangely intense.

Before you can react, the vase slips from your hold and falls to the floor, shattering in a hundred pieces. With the sound still ringing in your ears, you panicky bend to pick them up, but a gloved hand coves yours before it can touch the sharp pieces.

"Watch out, you could hurt yourself. Are you alright, dear? Do you need to lie down? Your face seems red."

Does it now? It certainly feels like it, now that he mentioned. Your hands are remarkably colder when you touch your cheeks, and you approach the bed to take a seat. Somehow, even getting there troubles you, but it's not like you're out of breath. Your heart suddenly pumps up blood faster, but you get enough air, because your mouth has fallen open unintentionally to draw it in. It's when a quiet groan leaves it that you realize - and clutch your jaw shut.

"Lay down, easy now. Tell me what you're feeling."

Clavis' tone is concerned and you'd hate to make him worry, but it's also great that you have a lover who is knowledgeable in this department. You're sure it's a momentary thing, with pain being the last thing you're currently feeling.

"I'm just a little hot. Maybe after laying down for a while I'll feel better! Do you want to keep me company?"

It's a little sad, how this could've been the perfect little date, with your plans for today and all that. Though, you're positive it will still end in spending time with Clavis, one way or another. A little time made for lying down and then you could go about other activities. Or maybe he could lie down next to you.

Or maybe he could cuddle you, or something. You were dying to kiss him earlier when he gave you these pretty flowers. Why didn't you pull him in a kiss?

When was the last time you and Clavis had sex, actually? Why does it have to be a date outside the palace? Would it be that bad if he just got you naked and-

Where did those thoughts come from?!

"Here, let me."

You shriek and nearly jab at his hand when he starts unbuttoning the top buttons of your blouse. He looks at you with those wide amber eyes, utterly puzzled.

"You said you were hot, dear?"

Oh.

"Yes, that's better, thank you... wait, Clavis, are you okay?"

With the way he got on top of you for the sake of helping you out, his face is now close enough to make out the evident...blush that was spreading on it. Coupled with half-lidded eyes. It reminds you awfully lot about his state in the morning when he stays up late the previous night.

"Me? Well, I too feel a little hot, to be frank. Must be because of you, haha!"

Now that was such a bad lie, and he knows it. The fingers carding through his ashy purple locks ruin his perfectly combed hairstyle and make him look more of a mess. A hot mess.

"Mm?"

Did you say that out loud? The strange boldness taking shape within you tells you it's no big deal. On the next rising of your chest - that feels awfully restricted by the way, so you reach to undo one more button - your lungs fill with more of the strong scent of those mysterious flowers, and thus you're reminded of their existence. They were abandoned at the little decorative table by the window... you should probably attend to them soon. But you're rather distracted, especially now that Clavis shifts to a more comfortable position on top of you.

"I don't know about being a mess yet, my love, but I do agree that I'm hot - so, if you'd let me, I'll take a layer or two off."

"Two."

You giggle the second his expression turns surprised again, bringing the knuckle of your forefinger between your teeth in mischief. The man above you flashes a smirk and nods, as if you've dictated something wise and reasonable - and follows it.

"No fair, darling. Now you're more dressed than me."

You have no idea when Clavis took off his gloves too but you're playfully trying to prevent him from unbuttoning your blouse all the way, and you note that his hands are the same temperature as yours, as the fire from your face has spread all across your skin. You have to admit, the more naked you get, the better it feels, and you wiggle and try to get him to take it all off you.

He makes clothes disappear like a magician as you turn around in bed and raise your rear to make the process even faster when he gets to your underwear, taking a note about how good it feels where the cool bedsheets rub against your naked skin. The sensitive nubs at the top of your breasts are stimulated and perked up by the friction and you want more of it. But you know the man above you can give you much more than that and you don't even have to ask.

"Clavis, there you go burring your face between my thighs again! You wanted that as soon as you set foot inside my room, is that not right?"

With wet kisses pressed against the delicate skin of your inner left tight, Clavis has to halt the loving assault on the right one to answer you, starting with a troubled sigh but finishing it off with a hint of laughter. "You know me so well, how could I not think those filthy things when I have a lady like you by my side? Or maybe..."

His lust-hazed gaze clears up for a second as his mouth shuts, almost as if realizing something.

"So that's what that potion does. Hahaha. I should've known."

The way his eyes return from the random destination they landed on somewhere in the distance, to you, with that naughty glint in them sparkling stronger than before, you feel your core clench. Is that a normal reaction, again?

"What potion?"

"For my fertilizer. If my understanding is correct, the flowers I gave you have produced pollen that is... a bit more special. Bluntly said, it could have the effects of an aphrodisiac."

Aphrodisiac. Now that's... almost hard to believe, but also very believable at the same time, given the circumstances. You turn on your back again, not bothering to close your thighs. One look down between Clavis' legs confirms your suspicions. His brain is working surprisingly sharply for someone with a hard-on and under the influence of that pollen, you should give him credits for it.

"What do we do now? I feel like I'd go crazy if I don't..."

"Go on, finish that sentence for me."

You watch as Clavis' head dips down between your legs again after he'd risen up prior. His nose nudges lightly against your weeping core, and you shudder when he takes in a breath. Is he getting drunk on the scent of you, or that of those devious flowers?

"I'd go...ah... crazy if you...d-don't... make love to me soon!"

"Gladly."

Diving in tongue-first between the glistening folds of your core is not the type of making love you're craving for, but Clavis is fully capable of working you with his tongue until you can't really tell the difference. His hot muscle penetrates where you want him most and easily makes you sing in wanton moans, each time getting you closer and closer to uttering his full name. The effects of the pollen make the pleasure overflow, sending you straight to the brink of culmination before Clavis can even get his full of bullying the bundle of nerves at the apex of your folds. Or maybe he did? In the haze of it, time warps strangely, making you wonder how much time in total you and Clavis are going to spend tangled in each other's limbs until the last drop of desire is wrung out of your hot flesh.

"You're giving me so much of your delectable nectar... if I didn't crave so greatly to be connected with you, I could eat you out all day, my dear."

His words are gilded with grace, yet the way he palms over his straining cock is nothing short of illicit, giving him away. He did admit to craving it badly, though, but you want to see more - so with hands crawling to the underside of your raised hips, you present yourself better for his eyes.

"I want you inside, Clavis..."

You swear you saw his cock jump inside its confines - not even caring that your eyes wandered to bad places and you ended up missing the change in his gaze. The parted fringe hides it sexily as he looks down, busying himself with removing the rest of his clothing. You simply lie down and wait for him with open arms.

His skin feels so good on top of yours. You want to feel it all on you, intertwining fingers with him before he can even guide his cock in - luckily he doesn't need the aid, your impatiently trashing hips at fault for the accidental perfect aligning.

The first thrust is simply euphoric.

Clavis' cock feels fuller than ever, scraping deliciously against your hypersensitive walls and sparkling unseen pleasure across every millimeter of your insides with how well it fills you. You're used to him taking his sweet time building the pace, teasing you, watching you writhing, feeling oh so generous when he finally speeds up and sees you throw your head back. Now that he's no good, lust dulling the satisfaction of those little games and instead having him crave the pure, unrestrained pleasure of friction, he simply gives it to you. His trusts are erratic, deep, he listens to your growing moans and makes sure to hit the spots that made you sing louder.

His moans are oh so beautiful. His voice is beautiful on itself, but while colored in desire, it's even more beautiful - to you, that's it. It surprises you when he lets out a particularly heavy groan, and his following ministrations confirm your suspicions.

Clavis pulls out in attempt to cut off the unbridledly flowing pleasure that has unseeably worked him to orgasm, but he can't help it. Ropes of semen land on your lower belly, sticky and hot, and you pant hard as you watch the scene. He gives his cock a firm squeeze from base to tip, giving you everything he has... and is it a lot. With wide, lust-blown pupils, you suck on your breath as you see just how much cum he disposed on your burning skin, the emptiness of your core calling as you helplessly clench around nothing.

Clavis rubs the tip of his cock on the mess he made, a mere tease while he is catching his breath. Your eyes meet, and he is chuckling a little. The clash of your lips is inevitable and makes your head spin, and once again proves to be an aphrodisiac more potent than anything else that could attempt to hack the chemicals in your brain.

You feel something hard and slick entering you, your insides sucking it in with no resistance before you can realize that Clavis is, in fact, diamond-hard again, and attempting to fuck his cum inside you - and probably on his way to disposing more of it in your depths, after another heated round.

Wrapping your arms around his neck and your legs around his torso, you chuckle and place a kiss on the side of his nape, wishing to fall deeper in this endless pit of lust, together with him.

Taglist: @arsnovacadenza @ale-teodora @kimi00twin @otomelady @privilegedpancake @g-kleran    @pumpumnnnp @thesirenwashere @ravenarld @kimmy-banana @devonares @animeworldsposts @randomanimatedhusbandoseeker @galaxyprison @sadshaxk @starshards26 @pro-cat-stination @acethephoenix256 @ikevamp-shrine-2 @nad-zeta @crystal13unny @keen19thcenturygoatsstudent @lordsister @ikemen-banshou   @themysticalbeing @canaria-blackwell @otome-scribbles @rhodolitesrose @coornn @kpop-and-otome @queen-dahlia @kisara-16 @chaosangel767 @ikemenlibrary @queengiuliettafirstlady @aurora-morning @aquagirl1978 ​ @ikemenlover24 @violettduchess @mcofthemansion @joy-the-reader @katriniac @ikemen-writer @aceuuuuu @tele86 Let me know if you want to be tagged/untagged!

[goodluckclove]

Skylark's Apple Log: Cosmic Crisp

Hi! Scott Skylark here.

I don't really know why I'm doing this. I was having a nice conversation with my good friend Katy about the importance of putting apples in the fridge so you can enjoy a cold apple, and barely an hour went by before she suggested I make a physical (Digital?) log of my insights and share them with the internet. I hesitated at first, but she insisted it was for the best, as people online might only know of me right now as some "sad boy pretty boy".

To which I said "Huh? What? What does that mean?" But right as she started to explain I suddenly decided I really didn't want to know and made some loud nonsense noises to buy me time to leave the room.

Anyways, I'm definitely no food critic. If you give me some cheese, some bread, a hard-boiled egg or two and like 4-6 apples, I'm good for the day. I'm not picky. I'd hate to put some misinformation out there (Discourse! Can you imagine?) so I've asked the very capable Chef Edgar Gallows to comment on what I say before I post it.

Today I'd like to talk about the Cosmic Crisp, which is absolutely in my top ten favorite apples. They're a hybrid bred in Washington in the late 90s. Did you know there are people who dedicate their whole careers to breeding apples? That was my dream job for a while when I was a kid, but I always struggled with science and apparently that type of work is entirely science. Anyways!

When I can have a Cosmic Crisp and some toast for breakfast, I'm a happy guy with lots of energy for the day ahead. And when it's fresh out of the fridge, it's crisp and chill, so no need for a morning juice. I like to use an apple slicer to make nice inform shapes, but those end up pretty thick, so I'll cut each slice to be about half-thickness. Doing this means you get a better bite to enjoy the flavor - and it also makes it seem like you have more apples to enjoy, which is always fun.

Cosmic Crisps are really big. There are bigger that exist - the Hanners Jumbo for instance, which is actually sold exclusively in Oregon where I live! But the girth of a Cosmic Crisp is certainly nothing to sneeze at. It's really fun, and frankly a great option if you're looking for the most bang for your buck at most average supermarkets. Sometimes it gets to be a little overwhelming, though, because I personally can only eat about three before I start getting a little grossed out. But if you're just eating one or two, this is very much a consistently satisfying variety in terms of sweetness and bite.

In my youth I resented the coloring of a Cosmic Crisp, believing that a red apple should commit to the hue. Now I appreciate the look of an apple that is definitely reminiscent of something grown off a tree, compared to a Red Delicious that mainly just looks like a child's crayon depiction of an apple given physical form by some cruel, confused God. And the crisp! Very crispy apple, potentially the crispiest I've experienced by far.

If you choose to enjoy a Cosmic Crisp apple, I highly suggest pairing it with a little bit of peanut butter, or just eating it on its own. It's very yummy.

I don't know how to end this! If you're reading this I hope you see a video of a cute animal on the internet. There are so many out there. Way more than I remember.

Thanks so much!

Skylark

Chef's Note: I think I'm immediately unqualified to check this kind of writing for accuracy. Up until recently I thought all apples were either green or red. Even after being told otherwise I still kind of think that. It's pretty startling to know there is a person in existence who puts more thought into this type of thing than picking up an apple from a bag on the counter and taking a bite.

Chilled apples are pretty good. I'll give him that one.

-E.G.

Hey Songbird Taglist did you think I'd call you all here to read Scott talk about apples because here we are

@kuebiko-writing @cartoonghosts 

@atlasthecactus @aroaceghosties 

@booksntea6982 @xarrixii 

@mushroommanchanterelle @whoevenknowswhatimwriting

@fukurouonthesea

[error403hrd]

Scarabedo Fankid: Tincture

Omg coming up with a name for them was hard, but I think I picked a good one. The tincture is also known as the Philosopher's Stone, which in turn is a mythical alchemical substance. The Sun and Moon (Gold and Silver) are known as the Father and Mother of the Philosopher's Stone. Albedo and Wanderer have a whole sun and moon thing going aesthetically (yes i know albedo is the stage that represents the moon shh, but maybe Wanderer could represent citrinitas because he can experience humanity better than Albedo... hmm... which would make Wanderer the sun and Albedo the moon, so the metaphor holds up) and the Philosopher's Stone was the most sought after goal in alchemy for centuries. In a sense, Albedo is one step towards the formation of the Philosopher's Stone, and I think it would be nice if his kid would BE the tincture. Like, Albedo was the second step (i think there were prototypes before him), Wanderer was the third (citrinitas) as a slight advancement, even if he isn't Gold's creation, and Tincture would be rubedo, the last step that signals success.

This is a long winded way to say that I didn't want to name them Rubedo or Iosis, so... yeah. Look Sucrose is named SUCROSE, so I think I get a pass here lol. Although, maybe I should've leaned a bit more into the reds, but I like the purple. We're lucky I didn't straight up use Wanderer's color palette like I almost ended up doing.

And yes, they're pyro. No I will not be explaining myself.

Underneath the cut is the words all typed out bc I know my handwriting is inconsistent at best, and also, here's a shitty bonus!

Tincture

Hair is Wanderer's color and a middle-ground between Albedo and Wanderer's texture. Eyes are Wanderer's shape (mostly) with Albedo's color. Albedo and Wanderer happen to share a skin tone, and their body shape is similar to Albedo's, if a bit lankier. They do not have ball joints.

Pyro Polearm ("Polearms have more reach than swords, Vater, they're simply more effective." "Swords are more versatile, capable of use even in cramped spaces." "Shut up or I'm going to give both of you magic guides.")

They're smart, outspoken, and introverted (they do not like talking to people but they absolutely will correct them.)

They're more interested in medicine than alchemy, but they don't mind continuing to study it — doing so allows them to spend more time with their vater after all.

They prefer Dragonspine to Sumeru, but end up spending more time in Sumeru due to the abundance of scholarly resources and fellow academics.

They HATE getting confused for Wanderer's sister, and will often loudly and angrily correct the offender. All of Sumeru now knows that Hat Guy reproduced, just not with who (their incredibly sharp tongue quells any doubt about their claims)

They don't spend much time in Mondstadt, but they like it and find it to be a much better place to relax than Sumeru, which has a lot of very WRONG academics just waiting to be debated.

Albedo is proud of them and their accomplishments and is glad that they still study alchemy despite their mild disinterest. They do so to spend time with him, and it's comforting to know that he's at least a passable parent.

Wanderer thinks they turned out pretty well, which he's surprised to find actually relieves him. He's also annoyingly pleased when they loudly and angrily let all of Sumeru know that he's their father, as if it's some great accomplishment to take pride in. What a brat. (If he finds himself smiling when they start debates all over Sumeru, well, he has just as sharp of a tongue if anyone calls him out.)

[bloodydeanwinchester]

hi jenna gif questions for u 💜 what's your favorite part of making gifs? what's the most valuable thing/tip/trick you've learned? what's some of your favorite gif sets you've made?

hi ida!!!! sorry i took a couple days to answer this i wanted to wait until i had some time to think about it before i answer! i loooove these questions tho so thank you so much for sending them 💜💜

my favorite part about making gifs is probably coloring and like...that moment when i get the gif to look exactly how i want it to. i like to play around with coloring and try a lot of different things with it and that can be so fun! i think over the last like 6-8 months my coloring has really improved a lot and i've been having a lot of fun learning new ways to do things! but i actually had a really hard time coming up with an answer for this question because i mostly enjoy the entire process! the only part that i don't really enjoy is picking out the frames for each gif. i always start with way too many and then i have to cut stuff out and i hate that part. also it's reaaally hard sometimes to not end up with like 20 gifs cause there's so much i want to include!!!

okay im gonna cheat on this one and give a few things i've learned since i started that have been sooooo valuable to me. first is the importance of having a good quality download to start with. i think my gifs got significantly better when i finally downloaded all of the episodes in 1080p instead of using the screen recording on netflix like i had been before. second sharpening is so important! i did not do any sharpening on my first gifs i made! sharpening makes the gifs loook sooo sharp and crisp and pretty. third and kind of similar to sharpening was learning/figuring out how to use the camera raw filter. there's sooooo much you can do with camera raw filter (coloring sharpening lightening). and finally one thing i learned that i think made my coloring look significantly better was to try not to lighten the gif too much and/or to figure out ways to lighten darker gifs without it messing up the background too much (sometimes when they're lightened too much it will like pixelate the background and it looks awful)

and finally (in order of when they were made from oldest to newest) here are links to some of my favorite gifsets:

Bloody Dean Throughout the Seasons Set - this one actually came out really good considering the fact that it was made only a month after i first started making gifs! if i remember correctly it's the first set that i ever used sharpening on.

6x20 F+TM King Set - this one is a favorite mostly just because i love the song so much and tmwwbk is one of my favorite episodes. i think some of my favorite sets to make are the ones that i add lyrics to.

2022 Nov 5th Set - i was really happy with how this one came out! it's so hard to get gifs from episodes over different seasons to look the same! and this one had gifs from 12 different seasons! also i think this was the first set i ever made that got over 1000 notes which i remember being really excited about!

Laughing Dean Set - this one is a favorite purely based on the content of the set. it feels like injecting serotonin every time i look at it<3

1x12 Faith Set - another one based on the content of the set. i just love this episode so much.

Season 9 Dean Set - i LOVE the coloring in this set! and season 9 dean is so beloved to me. he is just so beautiful and bloody and sad.

2023 Cas Day Set - another f+tm lyric set! i love the space overlay that i added and the blue-pink of the coloring so much!

4x18 Destiel Every Episode Set - i loooove this scene so much! this gif series has by far been more popular than any of the other gifs that i post and this set is definitely the most popular in the series. no other set has ever even come close to getting 4k notes like this one did. also i really like the purple coloring a lot<3

[emeliejeannie]

I've been inspired by another post I saw earlier this week to think about how the Miraculous might affect their holders. so here I go! I apologies for any misinformation about a certain animal here, I just found some info online. so there's only a few things in here with each animal...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Ladybug holders are extra sensitive to the cold, and can get sleepy.

Since Ladybug's are the most well liked bug (probably), humans are naturally drawn to them. this explains why so many people suddenly started to develop crushes on Marinette.

~

Cat holders have night vision and improved hearing.

Cat holders tend to be night owls.

Cat holders have the ability to purr in and out of costume.

Cat holders get affected by catnip.

Cat holder's nails grow faster and a little thicker than normal.

~

Ladybug (creation) holders get along well with the living while Cat (destruction) holders get along better with the dead. what I mean by that is, terminally ill people, for example, feel at peace in the presence of cat holders. while animals, nature and children alike feel at peace with Ladybug holders and thrive in their presence.

~

Bee holders are also sensitive to cold temperatures.

Bee holders have a heightened sense of smell and taste.

Female bee holders start craving jelly.

Pollinator holders (Bee, Ladybug etc) are drawn to plants.

~

Bug holders get along with bugs better than others.

~

Pig holders sweat less.

Pig holders have a tendency to be talkative.

Pig holders have better memory than most.

~

Tiger holders are one of the fastest miraculi.

Tiger holders have an increase in appetite.

~

Goat holders get cravings for salads.

~

Mouse holders produce more vitamin C.

Mouse holders like to walk by walls when they can.

~

Fox holders have improved hearing.

Fox holders can sense the magnetic field of the earth.

~

Turtle holders are drawn to light.

Turtle holders might become "slow" they process things slower than before, and sometimes respond later than usual.

~

Snake holders can hiss (???) like snakes.

~

Horse holders have fast reflexes.

Horse holders rarely vomit.

Horse holders produce more saliva than the average human.

~

Monkey holders like to "groom" their loved ones. they play with their hair, or pick at loose hairs on their clothes or lint. they're just generally touchy.

~

Dog holders tend to follow their loved ones blindly. they become very affectionate and are sometimes blinded by their love for others.

Dog holders tend to get excited easily.

dog holders tend to "look out for their pack" they always check if everyone is present in group settings, and protect their loved ones when vulnerable.

~

Rooster holders tend to be early birds.

Rooster holders like order in their daily lives and in their relationships.

~

Ox holders tend to be quiet and reserved.

Ox holders tend to be comforting and reliable people.

~

Rabbit holders are usually very expressive with their face and body language.

Rabbit holders, like cat holders, have the ability to purr.

~

Peacock holders are drawn to bright colors.

Peacock holders hate being alone.

Some Peacock holders can become aggressive if worked up.

~

Dragon holders have a tendency to hoard.

~

Butterfly holders tend to drink a lot. doesn't have to be water, as long as it's liquid.

Butterfly holders have trouble regulating their body temperature.

[echantedtoon]

Waning Obsession Ch13 Where We Go P2

(Warnings: Kokushibo gets slapped by his father, cussing, fighting, some men being creeps, Kokushibo threatens someone, mentioned death, Y/n gets sick, etc.

EDIT: Due to getting burnout on this particular storyline, Ch14 will be the last chapter. I apologize for the hasty ending but I really do want to work on other projects, and I'm genuinely starting to like the original a lot better than the rewrite. But I hate leaving things unfinished so I'll still write a final ending. Thank you for understanding.)

The rain was still falling down from the sky as you both walked. The purple checkered haori coat around your shoulders did little to help with the wetness or the cold of the fall season. 

It felt like everything had collapsed around you, and still continued to collapse with every step you take. Mud made squishing sounds under your feet and colorful leaves added crunching noises between the squishing noises and the sounds of rain and thunder. The rain was starting to pick up. The wind felt cold.  

How did it get to this point? It seemed like only a moment ago you were safely asleep in your bed and having nothing to worry about. You felt like a criminal on the run. Only option left was to walk to the executioner's axe and accept your fate. But what had you done to deserve any of this?

"You have to listen to what I'm about to say very carefully. There is a camp just past these trees. You are to stay by my side and not leave it. Do not speak to anyone. Do not look at anyone. And do not acknowledge they're there. The only reason you're here is because I have business and then we're leaving. Don't speak to my father unless he directly acknowledges you first which is unlikely. Am I clear?"

His words were more demands than warnings. But again what other choice did you have at this point? You can't go back. You can't just walk away either. Koku-.. Michikatsu already made it very aware he wasn't about to let that happen. It really was like a restraint was wrapping itself around your body-

CLANK. CLANK. CLANK.

The sounds of metal against metal pierced the air as you both cleared the treeline. You were snapped from any stupor by the loud noises. Taken aback by what F/c orbs saw. White.  Standing before you both was a very large and open field. As dead as the Autumn's bare trees around you. White tents as large as small homes were set up and covering the plains as far as the eye could see. There must've been at least a hundred of them all scattered about. But by fair the scariest thing of all was the figures walking around. 

Men.

They were all clearly men from their height and structure alone, and they seemed to be getting closer and closer. To your horror you've been automatically walking without thinking and THAT'S why they were all getting closer. They were all going about some kind of business. Carrying supplies or such other things, but slowly eyes started looking in your direction. 

Men started stopping to stare at the shirtless demon walking across the field and towards them. No doubt he was intimidating even if missing his haori and having his hair whipping about his face because of the wind. She were more concerned about the rain soaking her body through all your clothes. The stares soon shifted from the demon to the one next to him. A smaller prettier shivering little figure with her bottom lip quivering from fear or cold of the weather. Her hair plastered to her delicate skin and framing her face. Put together by her unique watery turquoise eyes. Like two little ponds floating around her sockets. An haori coat way too big for her plopped around her figure. It all highlighted just how CUTE she looked.

"A woman!" 

The yell was a catalyst for others to stop and come out to stare at the news of a woman coming to join their makeshift camp. Eyes stared. Men went wide eyed and leered. More popped their heads out between tent flaps or walked out from between them. All to grab a glimpse and stare wide eyed at the beautiful woman who wore a look of pure fear. She shook harder scooting closer to the walking demon who didn't so much as bat an eye at her or his men and didn't stop walking with the smaller human struggling to keep up with his pace-

She squealed as two hands just grabbed her shoulders and forced her around until she was staring into the lit up eyes of an unknown male. His black hair tied up in a braid and his eyes happily staring at her.

"Look at this little lost lamb. Wondering a little too far away from home pretty thing?~ HEY!"

A hand against his face pushed him away harshly as another shoved himself into her terrified line of sight. "Back off, Karma! You have a woman already warming your bed at home!" His eyes leered widely at her face. "You're beautiful..Marry me will you?! Everyone back home will be envious if I bring back a vision like you."

She didn't have time to answer. Didn't have time to warn. Only squeezing her eyes shut and throwing her hands over her head as a thick hand wrapped itself around his throat and pulled upwards. His voice choked. Body dangled in the air. Six eyes staring straight into his soul.

"The woman is MINE. If anyone so much as thinks of touching her again, I have no qualms adding their blood on my hands."

Silence followed the declaration outside of the thunder and rain. The mud squished as the body was dropped in a puddle and discarded. The little greedy monster inside him was screaming for righteous carnage. Make an example of this one to others that threaten his future..But the logical side won. No. His father was already angry enough for him being away for so long. Murdering a soilder in cold blood and without honorable combat would only further his anger, and that would only escalate the bad situation.

"What did I tell you about looking at them?"

"I d-didnt-..."

He sighed and grabbed her arm to pull her arm to make her walk behind him. This would never be done if he kept running into distractions such as the man coughed and hacked in the mud like the pig he was. He had other things to tend to. 

The weaving through the white tents and men who looked at him dragging a shivering wet woman behind him as it continued to rain down from the sky on them both. Most looked surprised at seeing a female amongst them but some leered in want or faces turned pink taking a glimpse at her beauty. It made his skin crawl and the greedy green goblin squeeze tighter on his heart. Let them try.

His. THIS WAS HIS! And he'd be damned if he let anyone take this away from him.

The biggest white tents was what he was aiming for. Pulling her along behind him. Two guards were stationed at the entrance but were also taken off guard by the fast approaching demon dragging the girl behind him. She nearly ran into his back as he suddenly stopped. 

"Tell my father that I have arrived back. If he doesn't give me an answer in five minutes I'll come in myself." The confused guard only nodded before quickly disappearing inside the tent with a small flap sound behind him. After a second he looked at the woman next to him. "Remember what I told you. Unless he directly addresses you, do not speak or look at him. Do you understand?" She gulped and nodded. "Good."

The terrified look she gave him made him want to send her away immediately. Let her wait outside for him to finish talking but alas that wasn't how things had to go. Not even a second later the flap fully opened up and the guard was back looking like he'd seen a ghost. Her eyes widened. If Michikatsu was scary enough as a demon, then how scary was his father to be a mere human and still strike that much fear into his men?

"Lord Tsugikuni will see you now, Lord Michikatsu. He says to leave your..." The man took a look at her probably calculating on who she might be. "... Traveling companion outside."

"No." 

The man looked absolutely stunned at his blunt answer. He didn't have time to comment  before he was pushed aside and he stepped inside pulling her along with him until they were both inside the tent. 

It was mostly dark inside. Limited light came in from the crack in the flaps, and the light burning of the end of a smoke pipe. The smell of smoke had her cough a few times before she completely froze as a figure hummed from where he sat. There in the far end of the tent was a much older man. He sat there on the dry ground provided by the tent, staring at a large table. Displayed on its surface was a large map decorated in small figures, drawn lines, and small notes here and there in places. The older man didn't say a word to the demon when he dropped to his knees and pulled the woman into a similar position. There was no noise other than the storm still raging on outside. The raindrops hammered the tent only adding to the tension.

"I have returned. The spies you directed me to eliminate are dead."

"...Is that right?" His voice bluntly stared out completely monotone and devoid of emotions. In many ways it was like his own however he shouldn't be fooled by the emotionlessness of his voice. "And the traitor?"

"He won't cause you anymore problems."

"That's very interesting. Very, very interesting." His face never looked up as a hand pushed the figure of a man on a horse forward half a foot across the table before stopping. "You're late, Michikatsu."

"Forgive me. The encounter was more than either of us expected. My wounds were deep enough to warrant a week's worth of recovery and I had to remain hidden in order to not alert the enemy."

He was angry. He didn't need to look angry to know that he was angry. It was obvious by how he gripped his pipe. How he finally looked at him. How his face finally contorted into a raged scowl.

"And THAT warrants you the right to not send word to me!?" A hand slammed on the table as he stood. Jostling the figures and making the smaller woman jump next to him adding to her shivering. "You ungrateful dam brat! WHERE WERE YOU DURING THE BATTLE PUSHING KIBUTSUJI'S DAM FORCES BACK EASTWARD?! I HAD TO PULL OUT SONE OF YORIICHI'S FORCES BECAUSE MY SO CALLED HEIR DECIDED TO GO GALAVANTING OFF WITH A FUCKING WOMAN?!" His furious gaze snapped back on the girl next to him who felt herself freezing under dangerous black pupils. "AND YOU HAVE THE GALL TO BRING HER HERE IN FRONT OF ME?! ARE YOU STUPID OR PLAIN NAIVE?! WHY WOULD YOU BRING A WOMAN TO A WAR!?"

He remained unphased. Only calmly staring at the furious man glaring down on his face approaching. "I have me reasons for bringing her with me."

"And WHAT exactly is THAT, Michikatsu?!"

"I intend to marry this woman-"

SLAP-

An echo rang out as a large hand made contact with his face. There was silence once again as the rained hammered harder. Pain stung in his left cheek as his face was hit hard enough to be forcibly turned. Shocked silence was all any other person watching could offer.

"Don't. You. DARE. Utter another word of that blasphemy!!," hIs father shrieked at him. "You sound just like that lovestruck fool of a brother who wed a filthy peasant behind my back!! Our family shall not be disgraced any further just because you both fall for the first pretty face that bats an eye upon you!"

His nails dug hard enough into his palms to draw tiny amounts of blood and the little righteous gremlin reared it's hard again to strike out despite the calmness of his tone. "You asked me to find a suitable wife." He dared to open his eyes at the furious man. "I've found one I find to my liking."

"A WOMAN SO POOR SHE COULDN'T EVEN AFFORD TO EAT MY SCRAPS?! She's not even from a noble family is she?! Look at yourself! Strolling in here half indecent and dragging a soggy excuse of a dog behind you!"

"She is mine and I will not let her go. I am willing to do whatever you want for punishment but the woman is mine."

There was silence for a long tense silence as the two men  stared one another down for a long, long time before his father finally sneered.

"Fine. You want this woman?" He pointed at the woman who flinched. Before sticking his finger back into his son's face. "Then you are going to go east and drive what's left of Kibutsuji's men out of my territory with Yoriichi. I want it done with and you back here by the end of this month! If you can do that, then you can marry whatever woman you dam well please. Do I make my conditions clear, Michikatsu?"

"As clear as crystal. I'll make arrangements for her to be sent-"

"That woman stays here with me! That way I know you'll actually be motivated to get back to me instead of taking the scenic route around!" His son's eyes widened before narrowing. "Oh don't give me that look! I'll have her safety in mind. You have my word on that! Considering if you keep yours!"

"Done." Her eyes whipped to him so face it wasn't funny. 

"Then get out of my sight and get going!...And for ficks sake, cover yourself! Have you no dignity walking around half nude as a newborn babe?!"

That's how her world crumbled. Being forced to live in a tent as days slowly rolled by and time was lost other than when the sun rose and the moon faded. Her body feeling the effects of the new fate bestowed on her as she tried her best not to show it.

"Lord Tsugikuni!"

"What is it?!" The older man spat snapping up from the important letter he'd been sent to shoot the nervous looking guard a scowl.

"I-..I-Its the woman. She's b-b-been getting sicker a lot l-lately."

"Then have the camp's physician look at her!! I'm too busy to care about the likes of a woman's worries!"

******************

"You look at me with cold eyes. You see me me and turn away as if you didn't know me."

"...Do I know you?"

"You know that I couldn't have shown you me. Gave you me. I couldn't show you my weakness so I put on a mask to see you but I still want you. A flower that resembles you blossomed in this garden of loneliness. I wanted to give it to you as I rip off this mask. But I know this can't go on forever."

Her eyes still gazed at the ground. Her body small but still so strong as to crush his soul. Rip his heart out to serve on a platter to herself but somehow still rejected the notion she could do that. The whole world sitting in her grasp yet she was completely naive to it or didn't care she had it.

"I will not satisfy your desires for more than what was agreed. I can accept your apologies but I cannot forgive."

"I have made peace with that notion. But I am not here to beg for forgiveness that I will never receive, for I have hurt you and I accept you're stubborn enough to always hold that grudge."

Her form was ever calm. Looking at him for what felt like a millennia of wait. Time vanishing and space darkening except for the gravitational orbit of beauty that revolved around his mind and shown through his sights since the day he laid his eyes on her visage.

"Then what is it do you seek from me, Michikatsu?"

"It's not what I seek. It's what I desire. Wishing that love is as perfect itself. Wishing all my weaknesses are hidden." The room fell sideways in his mond. An oozing feeling on continuous falling for her over and over again. Swallowed by the monster that demanded he claim and the beast that roared at him for everything he did wrong to be made right again. "In a life where nothing was ever genuine, you carved a piece out of my heart that will never feel complete unless you yourself abide by it's beating."

Her answer a head tilt. Eyes grazing the state he was in. Clawing through bodies. Ravaged by freezing cold. No doubt such a sight she disliked but was more than ready to accept given the circumstances.

"What desire do you want that I haven't already given to you?"

Blood ran black fading to a dark purple. A stark contrast the dripping liquid made compared to the delicate object the palm held out. Staining it purity by the blood of the slain and war. Presented to her gaze which widened slightly at soft petals. A beacon of softness in the blight around them.

"Accept my devotion and become my wife. A place not beneath but beside me. For we were lovers before we were ever born in this world. My name shall be your own, your blood shall be mine, and all combinations of life will be one. Accept all of me, as I already have all of you."

She stared at him like that he told her was the most foolish thing he ever said. Heart racing. Eyes staring. Her hand slowly reaching out to him. His eyes widening as the desire he's been wanting finally being fulfilled-

"Lord Tsugikuni, word from the doctor!"

Wait. Doctor?

Heads turned on their swivels. The peace broken as the magic ended. A man panting and frantic for his life fling open the tent without any regard to anything else but delivering his message.

"My lord. She's with child."

[attackfish]

@candleslitsnow asked for an AU in which Jet and his freedom fighters ran into Azula, Mai, and Ty Lee, disguised as Kyoshi warriors, rather than Zuko and Iroh.

Sometimes I get a prompt that makes me go, "Ah yes, you share the same kind of malicious sense of humor that I have."

1. So the thing about Avatar the Last Airbender is that I can't say that x-character is y-character's foil. I can, but I have to clarify that they are also z, a, b, c, and d's foil, because Avatar: the Last Airbender is an absolute master class in parallel character arcs and thematic cohesiveness. So you can in fact pull out any of those parallel character arcs and compare them to each other, and all of the characters can function as foils to each other, and you can compare and contrast them and it is great writing. But of course some characters are more obviously narrative foils. Jet serves as a foil primarily to Katara and Sokka when he is first introduced, and then in Book Two, he serves as a foil to Zuko. But there is a character that is a whole lot alike in some fundemental ways that he never meets. And Zuko's reaction to him in canon is colored by this fact. Because that character is Azula.

2. But actually the show does go out of its way to draw a strong narrative parallel between Jet and Azula, wherein Jet's approach to Zuko, and attempt to get to go to join him functions as a microcosm of Azula's attempt to do the same thing in the first and last episodes of Book Two, and later when Zuko ultimately comes to reject each of them, they react in very similar ways. There is a solid literary essay to be written on this by somebody who isn't me. All of this is a lot of words to say that Jet and Azula share similar tactics, and are manipulative in very similar ways. And people like that are good at recognizing each other for what they are, and seeing each other as threats.

3. All this means that I can't imagine Jet would approach Azula. He's going to make his manipulative little approach to Mai and/or Ty Lee, before he knows about Azula. He would probably like Ty Lee better, because of how wide eyed and innocent she seems, but really it depends on who he meets first. But Mai and Ty Lee both have a lot of experience with Azula, and they would have no problem recognizing Jet's brand of manipulation, and uh, leadership. And they also would have no trouble figuring out that Azula has him completely outclassed, so they would bring him home for her to eat alive.

4. As I mentioned, Jet is going to cotton onto the fact that Azula is a threat real fast, and the last time he looked at a group of people and picked out one of them as a threat, he tried to separate that one from the group and have him killed. That was Sokka, and it did not work out well for him. It would probably be pretty funny to watch him try and fail to do that with Azula. She might even let him try for a while before closing the trap in around him. But either way she's going to find him very entertaining, and she is going to have him arrested and hauled off to the Fire Nation to cool his heels in a cell at the Boiling Rock, along with Suki. If Longshot and Smellerbee were with him during this whole thing, they're going to the separate prison that the Kyoshi Warriors went to. If not, they're going to have no idea where he disappeared to. Either way, he's going alone.

5. He's going to meet Suki, they're going to hate each other, flash forward a few months, and Zuko and Sokka are going to show up. Zuko will of course have never met Jet before, but Sokka has, and he is not going to be happy to see this particular jerkface again Escaping from the Boiling Rock is going to be fun.

[do-you-ever-consider-death]

i've loved people and

i've lost people and

i've lived and

i've learned and

life hasn't always been kind

relationships begin and

they're beautiful but then they end and

more often than not they're messy and

what am i supposed to do?

how were humans meant to love so deeply

when no matter how hard we try

a relationship is doomed?

what am i even saying?

this isn't like me and

i'm sorry if it's stressing you out but

i've been thinking a lot about the inevitability of death recently

but if i'm being honest

(which i am because you're only paper - i can't hurt you)

death is the least tragic way for a relationship to end

(you're a dead tree but now you're here with me - do you understand?)

how can you meet someone and

love them so much and

laugh at their jokes and

get drunk together and

cry about how unfair life is and

take aesthetic photos together and

plan a future together and

go out to dinner and

swap stupid stories and

create inside jokes and

speak in vine references and

create a life together and

grow together and

make memories and

love love love only

for them to decide one day on a horrible truth: “you aren't enough for me anymore”

:(

people change

i understand that but

is it always so sudden?

i learned from my books that

it's a gradual decline

a slow erosion

sad but beautiful

a mutual split with so much love left behind

not... this

it isn't supposed to be this

why couldn't it be like the books?

like it was with my childhood friends?

maybe it's that

I didn't love them as much as you?

or maybe we were never meant to be?

our paths crossed but our souls weren't meant to meet

i wish we'd never met but

that's not really true

now is it?

i just wish it went differently, i guess...

why a thunderstorm

instead of a gentle rain?

was it the same for you

as it was for me?

the people who love me don't like you anymore

i say i understand and

i believe a part of me does but

i don't understand it

i don't understand how

i'm supposed to sit

in a shattered reality and

pretend i saw this coming

my world is shattered and

yet i love you and

how is that fair?

my world is in pieces yet i love

they all say i'm better off and

i think they're right and

time is a great healer but

i wish i could stop defending you

maybe it's true i hurt you but you never told me that and

you hurt me too and

i really wish i could hate you for that and

just move on

but here i sit

books torn apart

glass shatterd

completely displaced

still i defend you, or

at least i defend what we had as

the red alert blares -

all the things i couldn't see before but

i pick up the pieces you left me with

i put on my glasses and i look back and

i still love you despite all this

after all, broken rose colored lenses are still rose colored

and i still love you.

——————

So I wrote this today while I was at work because my brain has been super active and I dropped a hard line while I was writing in my head - after that, this piece was born.

I found out a few days ago that my uncle is going into hospice and I’ve just been …really sad? This is obviously not about that and it isn’t about anyone specific either.

I’ve just been thinking a lot the nature of human relationships and longing. About how funny we really are. About all the people I have loved that I still do but I don’t talk to them anymore, I don’t even remember where they are.

And I’ll admit,it felt really good to write.

I wrote this by hand on some loose leaf I have at my desk.

There is something so beautiful about us, about how temporary we are, about the process of art.

I just love humans. I love our nature and our desire to love despite it all. And I am so grateful I have allowed myself to love despite the possibility of pain or betrayal. Because the people that still love me are so special to me and I love them with all of my heart and I am eternally grateful I exist at the same time as they do.

[inconsideratekidney]

11/8/24

hey y'all

what the fuck. um. yeah, what the fuck.

what are y'all's plans for the next 4 years?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

i truly hate when professors ask basic questions like we're in elementary school. why are you babying me before you treat me like a well-respected researcher?? we're asked a dumb easy question, dumber than what we should already know, then we're asked to do something way out of our experience and what we should be expected to know.

this happens to me in multiple classes and i'm still so shocked

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

today is friday i know, but i have been catching up on a lot of work things n such. i have also finally had time to sit down and play the sims, on my laptop and tablet, and i feel more calm now. my grades have finally improved (not that i've bumped up some of those failing grades bc my prof hates everyone and doesn't allow resubmissions), but we still have like 4 weeks, so i just have to keep it up now. i'm feeling better, and would like to continue to do better.

picking classes for next semester feels like a doozy, i'm dropping one of my majors to make it a minor and that means i'll graduate next next spring? ew. gross. i have to fix that or something.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

i created some of my friends in the sims and myself, all in my eyes of course. i didn't want to do it based on pictures, i just did it from memory. i made everyone based on how i see them and myself as how i want to see myself...they came out pretty good, i want to keep going making more, but so far i made people i know the best. we'll see where i end up. i might just end up making a house full of interpreters....lol

i have so many ideas for what to build--i focus more on building, but creating sims is fun as well, just not my most favorite--i want to build so many complex things, but it's so hard to start and my computer can barely handle it.

i'd love some ideas for what to build, for example, right now i am planning on making a house that technically has one room, but has split levels. i've seen youtube shorts on them and i've pasted the video below if you're interested, but they are so interesting even if every video i see they always forget a bathroom. i love doing challenges as well, like the plumbella challenge, and there's another one similar. they generate random style, color, theme, etc. and give you rules and a specific amount of money you can use. you also always get one setback, like you can't use cheats, or you can only use certain items from one pack or just base game, or that you have to do it only from birds' eye view... they are all so fun. i also want to finish making my mansion i am currently working on. it's so big and it's so hard to fill every space...

i also wanted to build a beach house, one of the videos i've also linked below, based on a reference i saw. it reminds me of where my family goes on vacation--those big beach houses we never stayed in cuz they're so god awfully expensive. they are so cool to look up on zillow or other rental websites. like big dream homes. i'd love to build a beach home eventually.

videos:

micro apartment 1:

https://youtube.com/shorts/RlauAXoxtls?si=DKH1FTDpkCid3Gv5

micro apartment 2:

https://youtube.com/shorts/kbdseYjig4s?si=Z-mbMA1OrnbwFdo7

coastal house:

https://youtube.com/shorts/VKC0h-6sSeI?si=LpiDh13v2yj1jbC5

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

i type "i" way too much. all i do is talk about myself and reflect on myself and how much i talk. obviously, this is my blog, but i always feel that i overshare and should shift my attention to more pressing matters. alas, i am in my existential identity stage of life--early adulthood, so i don't feel all too bad. and for the possible 3 or 4 of you reading, i'm sure you're used to this and you're still choosing to come back, so i can ease my anxiety on that one. i still talk about myself in general way too much. i harp on this because i know other people are experiencing life for the first time as well--i'd love to let others have thr spotlight whenever possible. although, i do take way longer to process my life happenings than most it seems, so i prefer to process in my own way. i enjoy having a platform to share my insanities on. i do still get sick of myself, though.

anyway, my point is anxiety ruins my life and it affects me everyday whether it is desired or not. (see what i did there i eliminated every possible "i" i could have used in that sentence and then i used many "i"'s in this sentence cuz i like being self-aware and illuminating my hyper fixations like the freak i am.)

it is also apparent that reading can be much more enjoyable when the author isn't constantly saying "i did this" or "i did that." sentences and ideas can be easily digested by using the third person, or even an unidentifiable "it." when something happens and you mess up and want to apologize, what do you say?:

"I'm sorry I upset you."

or "I'm sorry you are upset."

one is more self-aware and puts the blame on oneself, but isn't the other as well? regardless of what one person does, the other could be upset by that specifically or not. you could alternatively say:

"I'm sorry what I said/did upset you."

or even "I'm sorry you are upset because of my actions."

which sounds better? which is most "correct"? which one feels more authentic?

i experienced this first when my mother told me i had to say "I'm sorry I upset you." it pissed me off because i didn't do anything crazy (in my eyes) and she still got upset, but in those situations, you have to do what your mother says even if her asking you to reword and acknowledge you upset her upsets you in the process...

see what i did there again? i used "you," i love writing. oftentimes i still use "i" because it is the most accurate statement. why else would i do it? i could sit and write more and more about things that happen and affect me, but not using "i" defeats the purpose. you could think i am talking about something else totally different. it's more short and concise. why say many word when few word do trick, amirite? and with that this section is concluded with the idea that my emphasis on myself is the whole reason i sit down and write a blog. (ew, not me starting with "and" writing about something trying to be more formal. ew.)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

lol. lol is the best word for my life. it's the easiest thing to use. so simple, when there aren't emoji options -> lol, when the setting is uncomfortable -> lol, when i don't know how to end a sentence without a period -> lol, when i want to appear less rude or direct -> lol, when i don't feel like you can tell i'm making a funny -> lol, when you're making a funny -> lol. it's simple.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

anyshways, how is everyone's day going, how was your week?

this week had some things happen...but first trans woman for the house!! yipee!! i hadn't heard much else so far tbh.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

i almost didn't post this blog again, but since i started it and really did a good chunk of it, i have to post it now. i'm still behind on my work and am scared for the weekend tbh. i have to do a revision of my draft paper and send it to my prof who won't change the grade, but will give me feedback before the final paper is due....yipee...so generous of her.... i stg everyone almost failed or actually failed the midterm and did poorly on the draft paper as well. she just doesn't give a shit. no extra credit offered, no resubmissions, virtually no support for any of us failing. -_-

i hope to pass this class with a decent enough grade, but mainly just to pass the class is my goal.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

it's late, but i want to play the sims again. it's so much fun and i love it. it's truly a game i keep coming back to bc of all the different aspects of it. i hope if i get a new computer it doesn't reset my data... cuz it's different on every computer i'm pretty sure. it's different if it's on steam compared to just my computer, so i'm nervous. i could download all of the sims i made and all houses i've made, but i want the progress of this one family i have.....oofie, we'll see. i'll look it up.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

tldr:

wtf

basic questions

picking classes

sims and building

grammar and creative writing

lol

how are you?

annoying prof

sims!!

anywho, goodnight and toodaloohoo,

kD :p

[mithclearwell]

Just out of curiouse, do you have any tips for beginner artists? I would really appreciate one

Of course! ^-^ I'm more than happy to help!

Let's see...without the ability to have a conversation, I'm not sure where exactly you are in skill level, so I guess I'll start with some basic quality-of-life tips.

General:

You don't have to go to college to get good at art. I didn't go to art school!

Watch youtube videos from good artists, or those you admire!

What kind of art do you ultimately want to produce? This isn't an instance of "I can only pick one thing", it's more like...each type of art requires different skills, and if you know ahead of time what you want to do FIRST, you can narrow down what you have to learn.

learn proper sketching and use of circles and other shapes to build the figure, don't just jump in making the final lines right away! It's not a "cheat", it's proper technique. It's "caring about your work".

Same for references. Google up some images of what you want to draw and look at them while you draw your own picture. It's not only okay, it's what professionals do. You need to train your EYE as well as your hand.

It's okay to mimic styles you like! But be aware that each artist may stretch or squish or exaggerate proportions to fit what they personally like to see. This is why it's IMPERATIVE that you learn realism alongside any manga style you want to try. Once you learn where the eyes sit on the face, the different facial planes and what bones they relate to, and different sizes and builds for the face, you can then manga them up to any style you want!

For real paper:

Use a protector sheet, or wear a glove on your drawing hand. You want to make sure you don't get graphite or colored pencil on the side of your hand, and then smear it on your drawing. Placing a piece of paper under your hand will protect your work!

Don't touch your art with your fingertips. Fingertips have oil and gunk on them, and will smudge your drawing. (If you're working with charcoal, this could work to your advantage! But you're probably not using charcoal. It's messy and usually limited to college art students.)

Get the right tools! You can buy a small eraser set in the art section of Wal-Mart for like $3 -- it has a polymer eraser, a smaller white eraser, and the all-important KNEADED ERASER. This thing can be squished and torn apart and it'll pick up graphite like a champ! Do not bother with hard pink erasers, they're trash.

You don't need special paper to learn. I used to draw on the backs of my dad's extra math photocopy papers. Copy paper is smooth and not too fussy and I like it. "Sketch pads" usually have a rougher grain, and I hate the way the paper feels. Also there's a lot of ugly white spots when you try to shade or use colored pencils. Only use that if you're keeping a cute little book or using pastel crayons or something (or it's all you have). Don't fuss over it too much while you're learning. It won't make much difference until you're ready to specialize!

Blending stumps are cool and even pros use them.

Get a small electric pencil sharpener. They're less than $10 at places like Dollar General, and those stores are literally everywhere.

If you get a manual sharpener in an "art set", that's fine, too, but it hurts my hand to do it manually. I like the ones that have little covers.

It DOES matter what kind of ink pen you use. Gel pens will smear. Most markers are washable, and you better believe they will run at the first hint of moisture. India Ink also smears and runs with water. I recommend Sakura Micron pens, Zig Mangaka pens, or my favorite --- the Kuretaki Bimoji felt tip brush pen. You can get all that on Amazon, and it's like $6. I got the superfine tip.

LET YOUR INK DRY BEFORE YOU PUT MARKERS OR WATERCOLOR OR ANYTHING AT ALL OVER IT. It takes maybe 20 minutes.

If you don't plan to color it, you CAN draw with a ball point pen and it'll look just fine.

Do a tiny little water streak test with any markers you plan to use with watercolor. Just brush a tiny bit of water over the mark after it's dry to see if it bleeds. I use that bleed to my advantage sometimes, but you just gotta be aware of what's what.

Digital:

You can buy a small, cheap tablet from HUION for less than $40. MAKE THE INVESTMENT. IT'S WORTH IT.

Clip Studio Paint is EXCELLENT. Well worth the $50-$60 price tag. I think you can try it before you buy it, too. It gives you access to the Asset Store -- which is the single greatest artistic sharing tool I have EVER seen, and I've used SAI for ...probably a decade... I've used dozens of custom brushes and even made my own, and I just can't even believe what is available with CSP. Do yourself a favor and get it.

"But I can't use a tablet! I can't look at a screen while I draw!" Yes you can. YES you can. Yes you can, if you'll just try it. "but I tried once and it didn't work" Well YEAH, if you only tried a handful of times, OF COURSE it didn't work. Do you know what practice is? HUION screen tablets are over $300!!!!! Do you have that kind of disposable income lyin around? (plz donate some to me if you do lololjk =u=; )

Start saving a folder full of refs.

Ask people to tell you what to draw. Let them request something for free. This makes you draw things you wouldn't normally draw, and there is INCREDIBLE value in stepping outside of your comfort zone. You will level up in no time.

Whew...that covers most of the basics, I think. If you have something specific you want me to go into more detail on, please let me know! I love helping ;w;

[aryasnow]

15 Questions:

tagged by @thehiddenbaroness, @oftwodarkmoons, and @daughter-rhaenyra thank you all!!

1. Are you named after anyone?

Allegedly named after my mom's favorite author, but my first and middle combo was basically the default name for girls in my class growing up. It was her second choice of a name which is disappointing considering her first choice was awesome. Instead I am literally Trendy McTrendName for the year I was born.

2. When was the last time you cried?

I don't really cry unless I have gone through something life altering or am very, very drunk. As such I'm guessing the last time was last St. Patrick's Day, as it likely will be again tomorrow.

3. Do you have kids?

No, never wanted them

4. What sports do you play/have you played?

Competitive swimming was my entire life from elementary school on until I had to dial it back and eventually quit in college (too many injuries). I also did a fair amount of skiiing/snowshoeing/hiking/kayaking/etc growing up. In my 20's I got very into distance running but had to quit in 2019 because of (new and different!) injuries. These days I mostly do running (though less than before) and weights. Since the TikTok brigade took over my gym post-pandemic, I have been trying to somehow build a home gym in my 800 sq ft apartment and at this point I am only a stationary bike away from being free of them forever.

5. Do you use sarcasm?

You could say so, yes

6. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

Honestly I am usually trying so hard not to make eye contact with people that I don't see much of anything. I suppose the honest answer is that I can tell if their body language is genuine or fake. And to really answer it, eyes and also arms. I love that my husband can pick me up like it's nothing what can I say ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

7. What’s your eye color?

Very, very dark brown.

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

I am pretty indifferent to scary movies though I do enjoy them from time to time. I do like happy endings mostly because I hate loose ends. It's okay if they're bittersweet though.

9. Any talents?

Cooking and baking. They're my primary hobbies for a reason.

10. Where were you born?

The most beautiful state in the Union.

11. What are your hobbies?

Cooking (I try to do a new recipe once a week), baking, fitness, trivia leagues, word puzzles, garbage television, this godforsaken website.

12. Do you have any pets?

yep <3

they are 10 and 11 this year and it's absolutely killing me. I need them to live forever.

13. How tall are you?

5'6''

14. Favorite subject in school?

I loved English and US history a lot, but biology was always my favorite. In college it was biological anthro and archaeology.

15. Dream job?

My first thought was wine critic but I realized I would need to get better at describing wine as things other than "good" or "okay" (It would take a lot for me to call a wine bad. I drank exclusively Two Buck Chuck for years).

I think some sort of hotel or restaurant critic would be my dream. Letting me sample pretentious things while being professionally judgmental really would be ideal for me.

Please consider yourself tagged if you would like to fill this out!!

[rigelmejo]

I'm going to make a comprehensible input resources guide, these are some long winded notes on the process.

For the purposes of this guide, by "comprehensible input" I mean language learning materials that are specifically made for you to be able to understand the meaning simply by engaging with the learning material. Learning materials designed to teach you the target language IN the target language. The hope is that after learning around 3000 words and main grammar concepts through comprehensible input, along with some basic listening and reading skills, you have learned enough to move on to watching/reading things in the language made for that language's speakers. At which point you should comprehend enough of what's going on (the overall main idea of most scenes/paragraphs) that you can continue learning from what you can comprehend alone. You can of course speed up how fast you learn new things at that point by looking up unknown things (the same way that in my native language I looked up "opaque, morose, grievious, mahogany" when reading to learn their meanings quicker growing up compared to the vague understanding I had of the words from what I comprehended and guessed from context alone). But at bare minimum, the goal is to get a foundation in the language through learning material you understand the main idea of, and get to a point where you can continue to learn using material for native speakers and just engaging with it.

An example of a (mostly) comprehensible input study plan:

1. Start with comprehensible input video series on youtube that is made for total beginners (examples: Dreaming Spanish, Learn Korean in Korean, Comprehensible Input French, Comprehensible Chinese, Comprehensible Chinese, Ayan Academy videos of Direct Method textbooks in various languages). You may watch these videos only once, once with target language subtitles (to practice reading) and once with no subtitles, or rewatch/relisten often if repetition is something you like to do when studying. An alternative to a comprehensible input youtube channel could include: audio flashcards (since they're "comprehensible" since you hear the target language, then english, then the target language again) examples of this include Glossika Audio Files and Spoonfed Chinese Anki deck Audio Files, and also any textbook/course audio or sentence flashcard audio files (like Clozemaster Radio Mode) you can find that repeat sentences in target language/english and go through a SIGNIFICANT amount of vocabulary and grammar. Tips: Explore the learning material options because some teachers, presentation styles, materials will click better with you than others (for example I hate anki and can't focus but sentence flashcards with audio would ultimately work fine for this if you can focus on flashcards 30 minutes - 1 hour a day, I love Comprehensible Chinese youtube channel but the ambiguity and struggling to understand may make some people dislike the lesson style). I strongly urge you to pick learning materials that teach a LOT OF VOCABULARY ASAP. I can't insist on this enough. Try to get exposed to 1000 common words ASAP (within a few months), and try to find various learning materials that will ultimately teach you 3000 common words or more (because you'll want to know at least 2000-3000 common words before engaging with material for native speakers comfortably). This is harder than you think, for example Duolingo only teaches 3000 words if you do the entire course, so unless you're cramming through Duolingo in 6 months (and I spend 4 years on it so I sure wasn't) then it's way slower paced than you need. Glossika is a good option, IF you intend to get through the whole 3000-6000 sentences in a year. If you use a youtube channel you'll want to look for courses that go into B1-B2 lessons and aim to get to the B level lessons by the end of a year or sooner. If a youtube channel only teaches colors, numbers, my name is? It has way too few words to teach you and while you can use it to start, you'll need another course with more material later. Good textbooks/audio courses will have 2000 words in them (at least) and if they have less I recommend either skipping them or cramming them quickly then moving on. If a lesson is 10 minutes long and you aren't exposed to at least 5 new words, the course might be going too slow. (I found an audiobook in my library for basic japanese that taught about 40 japanese words in 2.5 hours... that is WAY too slow of a rate to introduce new words). If the course is more than 50% english, it may be moving slower than you need (and in a comprehensible input material like 90% or more should be in the target language unless you're using sentence flashcard audio where 50% will be english). TLDR: find learning materials that teach in a way you can easily engage with regularly and focus on, and find various learning materials to work through that will eventually teach you 2000-3000 words. I will give examples below.

2. Once you have a few hundred hours studied (100-800, it really depends on how soon you want to jump into doing more) find Graded Reading materials in your target language. The goal here is to start graded readers once you know the amount of words the graded reader you pick recommends you know when starting. So for example, Mandarin Companion books have some graded readers for near-total beginners, and you could start the Mandarin Companion books quite early after starting to watch Comprehensible Chinese. French by the Nature Method textbook is made to be used by total beginners, and teaches roughly 3000 words, so you could start that graded reader immediately upon starting french and read it alongside listening to Comprehensible Input French youtube videos. Things to look for in graded readers: they will tell you how many words you should know when starting (say 500 words) and the book will be easier to read if you don't try to read it until you get close to the recommended words (like say knowing 350-400 words when you start reading). Check how many words the graded reader contains: if you know 200 words and the book teaches 200 words, you may only learn 20 new words that didn't happen to overlap words you already knew. It would be good practice for learning to read better, but that particular graded reader will NOT teach you many new words. So if your goal is to continue increasing vocabulary at a fast pace, you may pick a graded reader with 100-500 more words than you currently know. It may be a slog at first to look up the new words, to reread sections, and to try to follow whats going on, but by the end of the book your vocabulary will have grown a lot. How many new words per book you can tolerate will greatly depend on you. When I knew only 500 chinese words, I picked graded readers with 300-800 unique words. 300 unique word graded readers helped me improve reading skills, and 800 unique word graded readers gave me roughly 300 new words to learn which was the upper limit of what I could handle. Once I knew 1000 words, I'd pick 1500 word graded readers with 500 new words for me to learn. Now that I know 3000+ words, most novels have at least 500-2000 unknown words for me and I just pick based on how it feels to read and how much I want to look words up (I usually go by 20 or less new words per page, 30 or less new words per chapter, when I want to pick novels where I don't have to look any words up if I don't want to...5 words you don't know out of every 100 words you see is usually the limit to where people still feel comfortable reading without looking anything up. If there's more unknown words than that ratio, people usually start feeling frustrated unless they look words up). TLDR: basically look for "beginner graded readers" for your target language, and keep pushing yourself to pick graded readers with more words for the next one. You will eventually push your vocabulary up to 2000-3000 in this way after reading several graded readers, in combination with watching/listening to some Comprehensible Input learner material.

3. Immersion "the fun stuff." You've studied for 1-2 years now and learned 3000 words. Or, like me, you are impatient and comfortable with ambiguity and have studied 4-6 months and have at least vague familiarity with 1000 words. You have at least some familiarity with common grammar, and pronunciation (from those comprehensible input learning materials with audio, and graded readers). You can now learn by immersing with materials for native speakers! If you have a high tolerance for difficulty, you can start immersing as SOON as you can bear it. I've seen some people start immersing knowing 500 words, basic grammar, and 3 months of study. I personally can tolerate learning from immersion at around 6 months of study and 1000 words learned. For some people with lower tolerance for ambiguity, they are really going to want to know 3000 words before starting to immerse. However, IMMERSING IS ALWAYS HARD AT THE START. You are not bad at the language, you are not dumb, you CAN do this! Everyone eventually has to "immerse" because even if you study to B2 in classrooms, having a real conversation in the country or trying to read a new novel in the language will BE HARD if you never practiced that particular activity before. Half of immersing is continuing to learn new things, but the other half is LEARNING to understand what you already studied. That part is HARD when you start, because it's the first time you're trying. So if when immersion starts, it feels difficult, I urge you to continue trying to immerse for at least 3 months anyway

Try to immerse 10 minutes daily at first. Basically try to immerse "until it feels too draining." Build up to 20 minutes daily, 30 minutes, until you can actually tolerate 1 hour blocks at a time. I also recommend picking the EASIEST STUFF POSSIBLE when you start immersing, since you're learning to understand what you've studied... you may not want to also get a ton of brand new words shoved at you simultaneously. Good options for initial immersion may be: watching a show you've seen before in english, watching a slice of life/romance/action show where often what people are Doing Visually is related to what they're saying, playing a video game you're really familiar with (so you can guess the words easily), reading the kids form of a novel you're familiar with (so if say you know The Monkey King story then finding a chinese kids novel of The Monkey King may be approachable), finding books and shows with low unique word counts (Heavenly Path's site has a lot of good recommendations that list word count, you'll want to aim for 1000-3000 unique words when you start and the lower the better). My personal rule for immersion has always been: I must at LEAST understand the main idea of each scene (or be able to look up only 1 key word every 5 minutes to get enough information to grasp that main idea) in order to immerse with it. If I watch a show and I can't follow the main idea of the scene, even if I look up 1-2 keywords? Then that show is too difficult for me to learn from. And as I learned more words, much of my immersion material became "I can understand the main idea of scenes without any word lookups, and optional word lookups are only needed if I wish to understand some specific details I cannot figure out from the context I understand." Once you've learned 3000 words, you SHOULD know enough to grasp the main idea of your average slice of life romance show or a kids show you've seen before in english. If you're watching a slice of life romance and have no fucking idea what's going on, and you know 3000 words? I urge you to re-watch the episode 2-3 times. Because the problem is likely that you're struggling to understand words you DO already know. If you watch something with target language subtitles, you can pause and read subtitles at first until you get better at understanding what you know at speaking speed. You can also use the subtitles to see if the thing you didn't understand was Actually a new word, or if you just didn't catch/recognize a word you've studied before.

In my experience, immersion progress went through stages. I imagine that if you start immersion after already knowing 3000 words, the beginning stages will be shorter and less draining.

Stage 1: immersion feels exhausting, you only tolerate 10-20 minutes of immersion before feeling fried trying to pay attention, you are pausing constantly to read target language subtitles, you are replaying sentences frequently to hear things multiple times until you clearly hear it, you may do immersion on and off with several days break in between each attempt, and do easier less draining graded readers and comprehensible input learning materials between attempts. Over time the learning materials start feeling way easier than they used to be, and the immersion material feels like you can tolerate immersing a bit longer. Note: if you start immersion after already studying ~3000 words, then you should know enough words that any word lookup should be completely optional during immersion... as word lookup would mostly be review of stuff you studied, rather than learning new words, and new words should be surrounded by enough stuff you know to simply learn the new words from context alone. This applies to all stages: if you have enough vocabulary to understand without looking up any keywords, its excellent 'easier' immersion material for you and you can continue to immerse without looking up anything.

Stage 2: you can watch 20 minutes to 1 hour of immersion material at a time before feeling drained, you may be looking up key words once every 1-3 minutes (or else feeling confused a lot), you are starting to reliably follow the main idea of scenes as long as you look up a few key words, and you're getting a better idea of what words will help you understand what's going on. You are getting better at "understanding things you already know" and no longer need to pause as frequently when words you've studied before are said or when grammar you've seen before is used. You are getting somewhat better at comprehending speaking speed.

Stage 3: You have gotten much better at "understanding things you already know" and now only pause once in a while when words/grammar you've studied is used, most of your pausing and looking words/grammar up is happening when you see something new to learn. You may replay lines to catch more detail, but you do not need to replay lines constantly simply to understand them. You can look up 1 keyword every 5 minutes and follow the main idea, or even look up no keywords (if the immersion material is easier) and comprehend the main idea.

Stage 4: for easier immersion materials, you are now comprehending the main idea of scenes without much effort, watching 40 minute shows is no longer extremely draining on your focus, and you now notice DETAILS you are not understanding. A lot more of the new words you look up relate to DETAILS in scenes. While you may still want to replay lines to catch more details or double check that you understood a main idea correct, you could go through a whole episode without ever replaying and still follow the main story. You could go through a whole episode with no word lookups and still follow the main story.

Stage 5: for easier immersion materials, you no longer feel it takes intense focus to follow the main idea. Following the main idea may feel almost as easy as in your native language. Most of your focus/feeling drained is happening with details and the words that now stick out to you as words/phrases you don't know. If you decide to look up unknown words at this point, you can look up more than just keywords because there are few enough unknown words it is not extremely time draining to look up most unknown words. At this stage, depending on how easy the immersion material is, you can simply watch for pleasure and pick up words from context, without feeling drained.

Stage 6: You start picking harder immersion material, and repeating various stages 1-5 with it. The harder immersion material gives you more new words to learn per minute, since the easier immersion material was no longer providing you as much. Again, you do not strictly need to look up any keywords when watching. If you choose to look up keywords, you can pick "more difficult" immersion material since you'll have word lookups to help you comprehend it. But if you choose to look up keywords or not, as LONG AS you understand the main idea of scenes you WILL understand enough to learn some new words from context alone. If you would like to learn primarily from just DOING aka watching/reading in the language, not looking things up, aim to pick easier materials where you understand the main idea of scenes without any word lookups. If you enjoy looking words up, you can dive into immersing in fairly difficult materials quickly since the main barrier will just be "words you need to look up to comprehend what's going on." I would recommend though, even if you like looking words up, to do the first few immersion months with "easier material." Because the first hardest part of immersion is learning to understand things you've already studied. That will feel very difficult at first, so picking things that mainly comprise of what you already studied will give you time to practice That Skill without overwhelming you with other new things. Likewise, the first few times you do listening-only practice... it may be a good idea to practice listening to stuff you've watched before or read before, so you know the words and the difficulty is mainly in just understanding listening to things you already know. That way, when you improve, it is obvious to you.

(In reality, my actual study plans consist of: some comprehensible input, some watching shows/playing video games and looking up new "key" words for meaning with Google Translate, a lot of reading graded readers extensively, a lot of reading novels and looking up words either just key words or every single unknown word depending on how I feel, reading along to novels/transcript while listening to an audiobook/audio drama, chatting with people on Hellotalk* I need a better strategy for output practice though, reading grammar guide summaries and grammar book portions when I want, and in the first 6 months of new language study I usually do 2000 flashcards crammed in 2-4 weeks in anki/memrise and read through a grammar guide summary in 2 weeks and cram study radicals/letters/building blocks in a few weeks along with cramming through a pronunciation guide in a few weeks. Those first 6 months I learn very little *well* but I get a vague familiarity with a lot of Common Words and Common Grammar and pronunciation and features, so when I start studying more in depth by like reading novels and listening to audio and looking up lots of unknown things... I have this 6-month basic foundation to attach my newly learned memories to. All that said... after the initial 6 months, a majority of my study is either comprehensible input or doing things in the language while looking up unknown words/grammar.

[yunessa]

Fanfic spoilers for my stuff/ Yunessa but I'm stuck in line waiting for my car to get fixed so I need to write something. So it's time for Yunessa facts. You've been warned.

Yunessa hates mongrel food. Not because it's bad, but because Yunessa has had it so many times after they wake up below the caves.

Yunessa likes fruit flavored liqours or alcoholic teas. They've never been a fan of wine or beers. They crave sweets.

Yunessa 's favorite meals almost always have some form of meat and a thick sauce.

Yunessa is terrible at healing magic. So terrible that it's like pouring massive amounts of water through a sieve. They could help, but really it wouldn't be that helpful. If at all.

Yunessa is impulsive and prone to listening to absurd plans. This tends to work out because impressive unfathomable stupidity can be mistaken for genius when it works spectuarlly well.

Yunessa has no idea what fashion is and will happily wear what to they think looks nice, durable, and "bard like".

It's important to be able to wake up quickly in the morning rather than dallying about. There's a crusade to be had after all. Yunessa either whistles or will play their own version of 'hot cross buns' in an attempt to subtly train the others to wake up quickly. This works more for Daeran than the others.

Yunessa would love cursed memes. Cursed memes make the world better.

Yunessa 's humour is dry and, when they get to know someone well, it will be revealed that their humour can be quite cutting and dark.

Yunessa likes candies. Bright colorful candies. No candy is safe with Yunessa around.

Yunessa can be eternally patient if the need arise, ignoring impulses to focus on the task at hand.

Yunessa cares very little what gender they're called. But they are very particular about being addressed by their name. They picked their own name and not using that, or a title that is theirs (i.e. commander, bard, or say, Woljif calling them 'chief') is a quick way to get on Yunessa's petty shitlist.

Yunessa will devour books and knowledge if given the opportunity. No bard should deprive themselves of knowledge, so they reason.

Yunessa has no desire to find out who they were pre-curse/memory loss. A dead man, Yunessa will reason, is a dead man. Also they like who they are. They place a lot of value on that.

Yunessa is a sucker for animals. They're banned from feeding Soot because Soot is getting chunky from begging Yunessa for food.

Yunessa's temperr is akin to a teakettle. If you cut it off before the steam makes the kettle whistles then you're fine. If the teakettle whistles then Yunessa won't forget this.

Yunessa will happily sit next to you in silence for hours, just vibing. If nothing is said that's fine.

Yunessa likes watching nobility for the sheer weirdness of what they are and their funny rules.

Yunessa can use a bow well but doesn't prefer it.

Yunessa is prone to falling ill when the weather changes rapidly.

Spite is a motivator that can be stronger than anything else.

Perfectly chaotic neutral. They value their freedom. Good or bad, right and wrong mean nothing- freedom is the goal. That doesn't mean they'll lean towards evil deeds or go the fishmalk route. Yunessa values what they deem important and will prioritize that. Their freedom to choose is important. Trying to force them into a choice will inspire resentment and grudges that will die long after your grandchildren do.

Yunessa doesn't like theatre plays.

Yunessa hates being muddy worse than being cold or wet.

Yunessa craves coffee as much as they do sweets.

Oddly, Yunessa has very nice handwriting.

Decent with a sword and better with cantrips.