#i like this one a little better but I'll still make an extra fancy one when I can get my laptop going again

[herhorrors]

ind . sel . pri . ANDREA MARIE ROTH , an original character adapted for ryan murphy's american horror story franchise , with verses for each season ; as written by sam .

[barcaatthemoon]

Can I please get an Emily Engstler blurb with the prompt "A little bird told me you're a really good kisser." please?

chirp || emily engstler x reader ||

your welcome to the league came early. while your former syracuse teammate was drafted to the fever, you went to the mercury. there, your veteran teammates were sure to get you ready for every aspect of the game that they could. their favorite just happened to be trash talking you during practice. anybody should have been able to say anything to you without phasing you, but emily wasn't just anybody.

you had admittedly been so deep in the closet that you thought it was just another room in college. it seemed that everybody except for you had seen the revelation of your homosexuality coming. and so, maybe emily had felt a bit slighted when she saw you run around with your now ex on social media just before you started playing in your first season.

she hadn't said anything too personal, but emily's words bounced around your head all game long. "i guess that dani was wrong." it was so smug, and you knew exactly what emily was on about when she had said it. the first little seedling of doubt in your straightness had come when you kissed one of the volleyball players at a frat party to help her get a boy's attention. you were still friends with that girl, and she had jokingly said that you were the best kisser she knew.

"what the hell was that game?" emily asked you. it wasn't syracuse by any means, but she always knew where to find you. tough games were a part of everybody's career, and you always put in some extra practice after yours. "i know you play better than that."

"shut up em" you told her. emily didn't listen as she took your ball from you and held it in her arms. "what do you want?"

"you know what i want, what i've wanted since we met on the campus tour. come on, you know you like girls now. besides, a little bird told me that you're a great kisser, and i'm curious." emily's words were teasing, but you knew that she wasn't just joking around with you. emily wanted to kiss you, she had been trying to get with you since you met on your first campus tour.

"what makes you think that you're my type?" you asked. emily scoffed at that, rolling her eyes. she had seen the girl you dated, a former player whose career was cut short. the girl had a story that had melted your heart, and she also just happened to look a lot like emily. you couldn't deny the blonde hair, soft eyes, and tattoos drew you in just like the rasp in her voice kept you in a metaphorical chokehold.

"fine, be like that. i'll see you in indiana in a couple weeks then." you sighed as emily passed your ball back to you. she was nearly halfway across the court when you dropped everything and sprinted towards her. you crashed into emily's back, but not hard enough to knock her over.

"fuck it, you've waited long enough," you said softly. emily looked like she couldn't believe you were really going to kiss her until the moment your lips were on hers. you clung to emily tightly, like you were afraid that you'd float away otherwise. her lips were so soft that you might as well have jumped into the clouds. emily was gentle with you in a way that you hadn't expected. "fly back safe, and find somewhere good to take me when i'm in your city. i don't mean fancy em, i want a good time. you don't have to impress me."

"anything and everything you want," emily said with a dreamy look in her eyes. you gave her one more quick kiss before you turned back to your practice. emily stayed to watch you for a couple more hours before she absolutely had to get back to pack her things up at the hotel.

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WORKPLACE SLEAZY DENKI!!!! WORKPLACE SLEAZY DENKI!!!! AAAAAHHH

starting a new office job you expected lots of things, shitty coworkers, terrible pay, rubbish hours, you didn't expect some hot annoying blonde who's acting like he's made it his personal mission to make your life a misery every single time you walked into the office by spilling things and overall being accident prone.

the first day it was all smiles and extra fancy clothes, you wanted to make a good impression after all. you spent most of the morning at your desk but at lunch you rushed to go get a cup of tea from the break room as you were short on time in the morning. that was when you first met him... denki kaminari, flirtatiously talking to a couple of girls next to him and leaning against the wall casually, much to casual in your opinion, the two girls giggling at whatever he said. when he spots you looking at him he winks, you quickly turn around and do what you originally came to do.

denki immediately lost interest in those girls as he saw you, finding you much more interesting. you must be new because he definitely would've noticed a pretty little thing like you around the office. denki excuses himself from the conversion and goes over to you, standing too close to you and crowding your personal space. "i haven't seen you around here before, you must be a new hire right? i'm kaminari, denki kaminari." he gives you a boyish grin and your cheeks flush due to the proximity of such an attractive man who you've just spoken to for the first time. you introduce yourself and chat for awhile, only for a couple minutes, before you get back to your desk, him asking you about your life and your last job, small talk, that's all. he seems interested in what you have to say and you're happy that at least someone at your new job will be nice to you.

half of him is interested in what you're saying but mainly he's distracted by your plump body and how biteable your lips move as you talk. you look so much prettier than all the other girls in the office and he knows that he'll be talking to you everyday. he notes that your voice sounds sweet too, even though he's barely paying attention to what words you're saying.

you've been working together for ten months now and at the beginning it was fine, you didn't notice what his real intentions. three weeks in he 'accidentally' spilled hot coffee on you, a small whimper escaped your mouth due to the shock but you didn't notice the tiny smirk that appears on his face before quickly disappearing. your white blouse is entirely ruined and the fabric is sticking to your chest. "oh shit, i'm sorry i didn't see where i was going. are you okay? i'm sorry, i'll clean it and oh i'll buy you a new one." you go to forgive him after hearing how genuine he sounds but you're stopped in your tracks when denki pulls out some tissues and starts wiping your shirt with the tissues. you're stunned as you feel him press the tissue down against your breasts and rubs, " 'm sorry again, we've got to get it out now or it'll stain." if you heard denki's thoughts at that moment you'd never speak to him again, 'this worked out even better than i thought.'

you were on your guard at that point around denki, at least you tried to be but he's so friendly to everyone it's hard for you to think denki would do such a thing on purpose. when he notices you've withdrawn yourself slightly and started speaking to him less he corrects it. in the morning denki brings you a cup of tea that he knows you drink and a cookie from the cafe he knows you like to go to. "i really am sorry about spilling coffee on you again. i still want to get you another blouse but i don't know what size you are, i'm not very good at those types of things." he wants you to tell him exactly what size you are with all of your clothes, he thinks that might create a more accurate picture in his mind when he jerks off at the thought of you every night. you let your guard down at the gesture and you can't help but feel guilty for thinking that denki would purposely spill a drink on you.

whenever you go to the break room it seems like denki is right behind you. he leans against the doorframe and slouches on the chairs. when you're making a drink he'll come right up behind you to get a mug from the shelf, he'll be so close at that point you can feel his breath against you and you know that if you leaned back just the slightest your bodies would make contact. denki hopes that one day you'll lean back and he'll be able to feel your ass against his crotch.

his favourite days at the office is when you wear tighter or shorter clothes than normal that show your full figure. when you wear those pencil skirts that show your soft supple tummy denki has to palm his dick, over his trousers, under his desk. it's physically impossible for him to look away from you when you sit down and your plush thighs increase in size or when you wear short sleeve shirts meaning he can see the stretch marks that decorate your skin. possibly his favourite thing though is when your shirts are tighter and the fabric is struggling to cover your breasts in the process pulling the buttons more than a normal fitting shirt. he likes those days best because he can imagine that one wrong move or deep breath and your buttons will pop off and your breasts will spill out.

he listens in when you're having lunch with your other coworkers talking about another failed date, who was boring and failed to satisfy you. denki smirks at the idea that it was another failed date, how many people have failed to satisfy you recently. he imagines your cute face scrunched up in pleasure after your date leaves because you have to get yourself off because you're just so needy.

denki drops things in front of you in hopes that you'll bend over and pick them up, however not too frequently that you'll catch on. he gets overzealous sometimes though dropping too many things too many times, often that does give you pause but then you'll see him drop things around other people too or when no ones around and you get reminded about how clumsy he is and you think nothing of it again. denki is so glad that you're kind enough to pick up all the things he drops, because no matter what angle he's looking at you from it's like heaven. sometimes he gets to see your breasts hanging near his face and sometimes you wear clothes that show more cleavage he sees the tiniest glimpse of the top of your bra as you bend down.

when you bend down and he's behind you he can see a clear view of your ass and you're distracted picking up whatever denki dropped so he can look as obviously as he wants to without you noticing. although his looks are often times obvious already but you dismiss the idea every time you catch him looking because you think denki would ever do that. when you do bend over though he wants to pin you to the desk and fuck you against it. he has to restrain himself from reaching out to you and groping your ass and spanking you.

every single day denki is getting bolder with his casual touches, friendly remarks and beaming grin. as the days go by you're starting to think that he's teasing you and annoying you on purpose because he thinks it's funny when you're annoyed, you're getting suspicious you still often brush that thought away.

you don't suspect that he wants to fuck you though. he knows he'll reel you in eventually, it hasn't even been a full year yet of working together, he's got plenty of time to do it. he can tell you're not going to be quitting any time soon and he definitely isn't with you around. how much longer until you realise his true intentions? that is, if you do realise before denki's succeeded and has gotten what he's after, you.

[prettyboypistol]

Hey if you're still taking Lotr requests could you please write something about Aragorn, Boromir, Faramir, Eomer and Frodo falling in love with a musician reader who plays an instrument that's basically unheard of in Middle Earth? I'm imagining her being from our world and playing the erhu in particular. I hope that's not too odd of a request, thank you so much! Take care of yourself!

hi there! I love your work and have been reading your pippin x reader stuff for ages! I don't do xFem!Reader though, only M!Reader and GN!Readers! I'll do this request happily though as a GN!Reader :>

The Fellowship and a Person Not From Middle Earth (xGN!Reader)

Frodo

first off, he finds you to be so fascinating in your ways, since you're not from his realm.

When he sees you playing the erhu he's entranced, as he's never seen an instrument like that before- nor has he seen someone play so well!

Will sit down with you and ask a million questions about your old life, how you learned to play, and if he can gently touch your instrument to figure out how it works

Aragorn

Oh my god you are so fucking amazing to him- first off, you come from another world and easily adapted to his own, then you bring the fellowship higher spirits with a new instrument? Fuck dude, he's already in love.

You have this je ne sais quoi that draws him to you- that makes him protect you just a little extra, that makes him listen to you just a little more.

You look like a normal human to him, but that's also a part of your charm. The secret you hold to the public that you're not from Middle Earth- it entices him to learn more about you.

Boromir

The way he's obsessed with you will never get old

he's stealing glances at you whenever you sit down for dinner, he talks about your skilled musical talent every chance he gets, he singe your praises more than you sing yourself!

Has asked you to teach him all about where you're from- how does everything work over there? Do you prefer it in Middle Earth? Why?

A TRILLION questions to get to know you better. this himbo is in LOVE.

Faramir

Oh Faramir. Poor, poor, Faramir. He never stood a chance against your charms. As soon as he laid eyes on you, he knew you were the one. That is, if you fancied him too (which he highly doubted, since he was the spare and Boromir was the heir.)

When you walked up to him and started a conversation, merely asking for when the Captain would arrive to the festivities, singing his praises about how brave Faramir was- despite never seeing him yourself.

You asked if you could bounce a song off him, to "see if the Captain would like it" and when you started playing that newfound instrument with grace, Faramir couldn't help himself but to fall for you deeper.

[somber-sapphic]

Hey! I was wondering if you would be down to do the sicktember (I already know my autocorrect is going to hate this 😂) but day 27 I think. The one with Marina x reader and Carina is sick. If not I totally understand

Taking Care of Her

〖Summary: Carina is sick and not doing a great job at being a patient.〗

〖Word Count: 1.1k〗

〖Pairing: Marina x Reader, Sick Carina〗

〖Notes: I absolutely can! Sorry it took me so long to respond to this one, I wanted to make sure I could have the req with the post. If anyone else has any sicktember prompts they want finished I'll link the post here and you can let me know :)) Apologies for the title, it's late and I cannot think of anything better.〗

☾Masterlists☽

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“Carina, there’s no way you’re healthy enough to be here. Let me take you home, please.” You begged, hugging a clipboard to your chest as you watched your very sick girlfriend move about the on-call room. It was a slow day in the ER which left you time to chase her around instead of taking blood and treating patients. It also helped that April wanted Carina to go home as badly as you did. 

She had helped run clinic day with Maya and the rest of the crew of 19 a few days ago and had encountered the nasty flu that was going around. She’d actually been forced to deny one man a flu shot and sent him to the hospital to be evaluated by one of the ER docs. That night, she and Maya came home exhausted, making you regret not taking your day off to help them.

To make it up to them, you’d made them both a fancy bath with salts, candles, and scented candles. While they were relaxing in the bath you attempted to cook and when that failed you put in an order for the Italian place down the street. They had been incredibly thankful but Carina had practically fallen asleep in her plate of pasta, leading to an early night. 

The doctor had the next day off so you and Maya had gotten ready quietly around her and she was still asleep by the time the two of you got back that night. That was the first sign. 

There was evidence that she had gotten up, at least to eat lunch, but the fact that she would even consider sleeping the whole day worried you and your other girlfriend. The two of you let her sleep anyway, both of you hoping silently that she could fight off whatever was trying to take hold with a little extra rest. 

Of course, it didn’t. So here you were, trying to convince Carina that it was in her best interest to let you take her home instead of treating patients. There you were, blocking the exit to the on-call room prepared to shove Carina into a bed if that’s what it took. She had driven you there (a bad idea in hindsight) and you weren't sure how long it would take for Maya to get there to pick you up. 

“Y/n, I have mothers waiting for me preparing to push tiny humans out of their bodies. What they are preparing to go to is far worse than this little cold.” She insisted, bringing it back to the mothers yet again. Throughout the whole argument, she had stood firm that she needed to be fine because her patients were not. 

“Come on Car, you have to know that's a stupid point. What if you get them sick? What if you get the babies sick? Masks are great but they aren’t foolproof, what would happen then?” You challenged, raising an eyebrow at her. The woman’s face went a shade paler, something you didn't realize was possible, and she faltered slightly. 

“But, it's my job. Another doctor won't know them like I do, they won’t be able to…” She trailed off and raised a hand to her forehead, swaying suddenly. You rushed forward and wrapped an arm around her waist, quickly taking almost her complete weight as you sat her down on the bottom bunk of a bed. 

“Sweetheart, you’re sick. Let me take you home. Maya has the day off, we can watch movies and I’ll make you soup and we can get you feeling better. Please. You’re a biohazard.” You knew that last part would make her rethink her position which was exactly why you’d thrown it in. 

Carina dropped her head on your shoulder for a moment giving into the dizziness that you were sure she was feeling. 

“Please. Flu season has been bad, this will only get worse before it gets better.” As a nurse, you had been treating case after case of the flu several of them with severe enough symptoms that they needed to be admitted. You were used to rates going up during the winter but it was worse this year. 

The two of you sat in silence for a few more minutes, you rubbing Carina’s back as she carefully weighed her options. 

“Fine.” She finally said, lifting her head to look at you with glassy brown eyes. “I don't want to get the mothers sick.” You smiled, perfectly happy with that answer. You didn't care why she went home as long as she did. 

“Thank you.” 

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You stepped through the door to your home and were immediately greeted by a very worried-looking EMT. 

“Hey baby, come here.” Maya breathed, reaching out her arms for the shivering brunette bundled up in yours. She broke away from you and drifted toward the firefighter, tears already beginning to form in her eyes. You sighed quietly and pinched the bridge of your nose, wishing that you knew of a way to keep her from crying. She always got weepy when she had a fever and you hated that there was so little that you could do to help. 

“I made a little blanket fort on the couch or we can go lay down in bed, what do you think?” The blonde offered, stepping immediately into the role of caretaker. She was so good at that, even you, a nurse, had trouble with it when it came to the people you loved. For some reason taking care of strangers always came easier. 

“Bed.”

It took the two of you ten minutes to get her settled, she had refused the first three sets of PJs that were offered and wouldn’t lay down until Maya did. Once the blonde was in bed it seemed to signal to Carina that she was allowed to rest and quickly cuddled up against the firefighter. 

You flipped on the TV and handed the remote to your healthy girlfriend so that you could change out of your scrubs and into sweatpants and an oversized band t-shirt. The shirt belonged to Maya, but the two of you frequently swapped clothes, so she didn’t mind. 

“Do you need anything Car? Some tea? A snack? Anything?” You offered, expecting the answer to be no. She shook her head, just as you thought she would, and reached over the EMT to grab the hem of your shirt. 

“Will you lay down with us? Just for a little while?” She croaked, sniffling softly. Her nose was running a little but she didn't seem to notice or care. You smiled and walked around to the other side of the bed so that she could be in the middle. 

Taking care of the doctor would never be an easy feat but you and Maya were more than willing to accept the challenge. Though you both were glad that she had such a strong immune system. That certainly helped. 

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[ittybittykittyfingers]

Winter Clothing Tips

I wanted to make a friendly and detailed list of stuff I've learned from living in a cold climate.

(Note that I do not have vegan-friendly options- suggestions with links to a vegan product's efficacy are welcome)

This stuff is common knowledge where I live but it occurred to me that it might be useful to someone if I laid it all out. I'll be updating this list if I think of more.

I absolutely adore winter and want to help you love it too! Cheers! List below.

• “Cotton kills!" You see, when cotton gets wet, it will suck warmth from your body and freeze on your skin surprisingly easily. Use wool in place of cotton because when wool gets wet, it will still insulate you.

• Know how to layer! Counterintuitively, having layers of thinner, high-quality materials is less bulky than having a single jacket or pair of gloves/socks. Plus, it has the added bonus of being able to be taken off and switched around according to your needs.

1. Base layer - this is the layer that touches your skin. You want this layer to be light, flexible, and moderately form-fitting. This layer's job is to be moisture-wicking. Sweat evaporates, even under layers, so you want something that will move it away so you don't feel the cooling effect. You also just don't want moisture on your skin. Real silk is recommended.

2. Mid layer - this layer can actually be as many layers as you want. I rarely need anything more than a knit merino wool sweater, but accommodate yourself. This layer does the brunt of the work of keeping you warm. Real, non-blended wool is recommended, but really any wool will be miles better than most anything else.

• make it a priority to keep your center warm. Many people choose a vest as a mid-layer as it keeps bulk off of your arms and keeps your middle toasty.

3. Shell - this layer keeps the warmth in and the elements out. Many people go for waterproof shells so they can be worn all year (i.e. rain jacket). Shells have little to no insulation and usually have a hood. You want the shell big enough to always cover your underlayers, but not so big that it bunches up. I don't have a material to recommend here since anything truly waterproof and tough enough to resist puncture will do. It can actually get hot under there so consider whether you might want a ventilation hole for your arm pits. There are plenty of options. Know that any shell which says it's both breathable and waterproof is lying (unless it's a super fancy item, like $300 fancy). Sometimes, a water resistant material will be better for you than a waterproof one. It depends.

• socks, socks, socks! A pair of silk foot liners paired with a good pair of wool socks will keep you comfy all day. Make sure your winter shoes/boots are a bit too big to accommodate the extra space that multiple socks take up. Make sure your socks are taller than the top of your boots. You want the socks sticking out from the top. I like to layer my foot liners the highest, then the wool socks a bit lower, than the top of my boot lower than that. You can always fold the top of socks to make them a comfortable height. (Pro-tip: do not use ankle socks! They will bunch up)

• The above logic should be used for gloves too. You'll want to make sure your shell gloves are waterproof but thin enough that you are able to use your hands. Again, the name of the game is staying dry.

• Waterproof, non-slip boots are a must. You don't need to get fluffy or insulated boots if you use my sock tips. This saves money too because now you have boots to wear all year instead of just winter boots. I'm a fan of Gore-Tex with Vibram soles.

• If you do a lot of walking on pavement and such, get a pair of crampons! There are tons to choose from. They're awesome. They'll have you confidently walking around a frozen driveway with ease. Crampons are these rubber and metal things you strap to the bottom of your boot. They often use either spikes (only recommended for seriously rough terrain) or coils that lay horizontally under your foot to increase traction.

• Speaking of footwear accessories, consider getting waterproof gators. Common wisdom is to tuck pants into your waterproof boots to keep them dry. Sometimes, especially if the snow is deep enough, snow will get trapped at the top of your boots where your pants are tucked in anyway and it'll start dripping into your boots. Gators fix this issue. They're these... they're like shin guards that go all the way around your ankle and up to your knee. They cover the area where your pants meet the boots and will completely prevent snow from getting in. (Pro-tip: if you get ones that are also puncture resistant, they can be used in nice weather too to prevent ticks and protect against snake bites. They're perfect for tall grass. I use mine all year.)

• Scarves are often overlooked but they can make a huge difference. You'll want to find a way to tie them that is comfortable for you. There are plenty of guides on the internet for that. I've found that extra long scarves tend to be the most useful. I like to stuff the ends of them into my layers for extra coverage wherever I need it. Plus, it's easier to tie long scarves.

• Get a good hat that also has ear flaps. I like ones that have space above my head so that a warm air pocket forms, keeping my head comfy. Or you could get a pair of earmuffs that go around the back of your head to pair with your hat. You can use the hood of your shell to protect your hat if you need to, so focus on comfort and warmth for the hat rather than it being waterproof or especially durable. I tend to like alpaca wool for hats.

• Sunglasses can make a difference since blinding light glares off of the snow.

• Before you go out in the snow, put one of those foldable clothes drying racks in your bathtub. Leave a watertight bin by the door you'll be coming in from. Lay a towel at the door if you don't have a good/big enough doormat. You'll be dripping water and littering the floor with snow and ice when you come back inside. Wipe off/ shake off as much snow from your person and knock your boots on the lip of the doorframe before coming inside (this logic works for cars too). Put your wet clothes in the bin. Change into whatever you need to. Bring the bin with you to the bathroom and hang up your articles on the clothes rack to dry. You can keep your boots in there too, just make sure the clothes aren't going to drip into the boots. If you want to get fancy, you can buy a cheap boot dryer to keep in the bathroom.

• Once you get inside after being out in the cold, remove your jacket immediately. It'll take you longer to warm up inside if you keep wearing your outdoor clothes.

• Quick buying tip- if you end up visiting somewhere that's cold a lot, be sure to check out a wealthy location's Goodwill and thrift stores. I've found amazing brands like Patagonia, Kool, and Spider there for cheap!

• TL;DR If there's any one thing I would want to impress upon you, it's that materials matter. You could be wearing 4 cotton sweatshirts and still be cold or you could wear one marino wool sweater with a rain coat and be toasty and comfy.

[socstudies]

Hi, as someone who is going to be in their first year of college this fall, I'm curious about the note taking part

Is physical or digital note taking easier?

Is spending money on a laptop nessesary?

What is something you wish you would've done differently during your first year?

Do you have any advice?

If by any chance you see this, your blog and your aesthetic are amazing!

I'm wishing you a wonderful day/night.

If you do decide to reply, thank you in advance <3

helloo! sorry for the late reply & thank u for the ask! :)

ive tried both and i think i prefer handwritten notes, however they both have their pros and cons:

handwritten pros

proven to be better for retaining information

can't get distracted by other tabs

lighter to carry

costs less than a laptop

i've had some classes where we weren't allowed to use laptops so it's good to already be used to taking notes this way

cons:

much slower. sometimes i find im missing stuff and i have to go back to it at the end

have to print out diagrams etc if u want to include them

could possibly lose them, spill something etc

not enough space on desk for both laptop and notebook so u can't get slides up or google something

digital pros:

much quicker

easier to organise & pull up different notes at any time - u don't need to carry around or find older notebooks to be able to study or refer back to past classes

some people make notes directly onto the slides which u would have to print out if u wanted to do by hand

can also use for research and writing essays which u will need a computer for at some point so might as well do everything in one place

cons:

expensive

more stressful if u lose or break it

if u forget to charge it and u don't have paper .......

this upcoming year, im using a combination. most of the time i'll handwrite my notes, but for classes where they talk too quickly i'll type them (it's not worth the stress & extra time having to go back to recordings after). my notes for readings will be annotated straight onto the pdf. i'll be taking pictures of notes to put them all together.

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unfortunately, i think it is because you'll need computer access to research and write ur essays, as well as to find course information etc. HOWEVER some universities (most?) have laptops that u can borrow and computers in the library, so if u know that you'll be motivated enough to get up and do all of ur work on campus, you could save this cost - bare in mind when u move off campus after first year it might be even harder. definitely look into this if cost is an issue for you! it doesn't need to be a fancy one if u do buy a laptop though, just remember u'll be carrying it around so don't get a super heavy one!

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as for something i wish i'd done differently: as a sociology student, none of my classes have exams where i have to memorise things, instead it's all essay based. this led me to not 'study' i guess ??? like the stuff that i wrote my essays on, i knew like the back of my hand, but everything else i couldn't remember well. so if ur taking an essay based subject, remember that u still need to study a little & remember these things !! i was so overwhelmed tbh that i forgot about this oopsie!

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extra advice:

when people say that after u skip one class, u'll skip the rest THEY. MEAN. IT. literally try so hard not to miss class bc you will never go again if u do. my classes would start off with not enough seats for everybody and end up with just a handful of us by the end of term.....

make time for urself !! it can become all consuming, especially if u live on campus, but pls make some dedicated time away from studying !!

u will find ur friends eventually. pls remember that it won't last or be that fun if u stick with friends who u don't have that much in common with just bc they were the first u met. tell me why i was going to bars and clubs with people in first term bc that;s what they wanted to do ????? it's ok to move onto different people bc u will eventually get tired of doing these things u don't like just to be able to hang out with people !! now i go to bookstores and cafes with my new friends and i love it!! don't settle !!

[adobe-outdesign]

Pteri or grarrl review when you have the time? Whichever out of the two you most feel like doing

(I can do both in two parts, but for right now I'll do the Pteri.)

The Pteri is one of several bird Neopets, but surprisingly all of the other birds are specific, distinct species (penguin, owl, etc.), making the Pteri surprisingly unique for just being a normal songbird. Another thing that's unique is that the Pteri has a long non-feathered tail, almost like a Zafara; a very unique addition for a bird and one that gives it a lot more flavor than it would have otherwise.

In terms of design, the Pteri uses a simple three-color palette; base color on top, creamy accents on the underbelly and inside wing, and a complimentary shade of yellow for the beak and feet. The eyes also have these unique fire-y markings to them that accent the underbelly. My only real issue with the design is that the two head feathers don't share the same shape as any of the other feathers, and look both too long and too thin to be read as just fluff. Otherwise, it's a solid design.

The Pteri hasn't changed much through conversion, outside of gaining more distinct chest fluff and slightly longer, fuller wings. I like the overall rounded shape of the original a bit more, but I also really like the 3/4s few the converted is in; having it be front-facing in the older artwork makes the details of the design harder to see. (Also, a moment of appreciation that they just subtly cupped the converted Pteri's wing instead of trying to give it hands or something. Hissi, take notes.)

Favorite Colours:

Faerie: The Faerie Pteri is simply beautiful, and everyone knows it. Instead of having butterfly wings tacked onto it, it instead runs with the bird idea by adding extra feathers to the tail, kind of like a mini peacock, and also adding more to the head and wings. It uses a gorgeous yellow as its primary color and accents it with white, orange, red, and purple, with the colors radiating outward in layers. The design also compliments the natural eye markings with additional markings around the entire eye as well as on the head and tail, and adds some lovely eye spots on the tail as well.

The converted version technically follows the same design as the original, minus the additional eye markings, but honestly the UC/styled pose shows off the markings better and has more flow to boot, making it far superior by default.

Darigan: Unlike Faerie, the converted Darigan Pteri doesn't look that great. The design is technically accurate to the original, but trying to make those features work on the default body shape just isn't happening, and a lot of detail got lost in the shading and highlights in the process.

However, the UC/styled version is really cool. It's one of the few tan Darigan pets that I don't wish were purple, with black accents for the finest feathers and red eyes for contrast. The long feathers and more raptor-like body shape really work well, and the talons on the hind feet are accented by the beak and various spikes. I also appreciate the subtle spotting.

Valentine: Not as fancy as the other two, but the Valentine's Pteri is quite nice; a mostly pink body with a subtle white gradient that transitions into heart markings. Like most good Valentine pets, it subtly integrates hearts into areas like the chest feathers, head feathers, and eye markings, and doesn't feel overly cluttered. I do think that the tail should've also been a heart, and something about the face reads as faintly sunburned to me, but it's still a nice color overall.

BONUS: The mutant Pteri is one of those mutants that's just a little too busy to be one of my all-time favs, but I do like it a lot. The cockatrice-esq body shape is super distinct and looks appropriately mutant-ish, and the teal, yellow, and red palette works great; not to mention the actual art quality is really good as well, with some lovely shading and linework. I do feel like the details should've been trimmed back—lose the long arm fingers, lose the red things on the tail (maybe just keep the final cream segment red instead), drop the patterning, maybe even make the wing feathers cream to break up the design a bit. Still, pretty good overall.

[softle0]

hi i know you said ask again a week from now so here i am lolll. is there an update on your "Residences for Ciudad Enamorada" lot :)?

Hiii babe!!! sooo... you're gonna hate me for this 😭😭😭 but I started working in one of the apartments, but I decided to start in a very modern one... and apparently right know I'm in my more trashy/middle class(?) era lmaoo. So I felt overwhelmed with that fancy ass build and I stopped working on it 😭😭 I stared working in a "normal" area for me, I'm literally taking inspo from the streets near by me home lmaooo 🙈🙈

BUT LUCKILY, I did some research about mexican colonial builds (I literally watched just one fucking movie lmao but that gave me a better idea and I started to remember more scenarios where I know how they look on the inside hehe) and I came with a couple ideas.

So for me, the overall floorplan idea is this:

as you can see and if you remember, these apartment residences were really big homes in the past so when they started dividing the home into multiple unit apartments, this units were usually one of two divided spaces and they're usually connected each other by doors and sooome of them may have hallways but the reality is that the main hallways were almost always outdoors. The doors to the bedrooms are even outside you can see it in the picture above. In the modern days, this units were converted in loft studios with an added bathroom (the units used to share bathrooms and kitchens before T_T insaneee) and for the bigger ones you normally need go through the kitchen then the living room to enter to the bedroom, there's no hallways, you need to almost walk every single area of the home to your bedroom.

These are the only two units I changed to a more accurate floorplan for now (at least what I think) and I added some extra info so you know how they're divided :D ***sorry i added an extra n in dining OOPS

I think you can now have a better idea in how I divided them as you can see, there's really not hallways in the units. I think the only time I'll use hallways will be for bigger units with more than one bedroom. I did a quick redesign of another unit, and this is the floorplan I ended up with:

This one was little hard to come up with because I have no fucking idea how to make this one work because I don't think they're supposed to be this big irl, So I'm not fully convinced on this one. I'm not loving how big the living and dining area is buuut this was the most accurate version I can think of lmao. So, those are the options I can give you now. If I come with better floorplans I'll let you know anon!! Lately I been watching a lot of videos and reading about mexican architecture so I might know better soon lol but honestly its been like really hard to find info about this, ugh so frustrating.

*** I just had a little thought about this, and I can't show you because I already closed my game BUT I was thinking that another great floorplan for a two-bedroom unit could be this one, please dont mind my silly ugly drawing buuttt yeahh... the black lines are doors, I think the best way to blend in a hallway is definitely a door, an open hallway concept looks a little weird to me idk

I'm still thinking whether I'll share this build or not… maybe I will!!! but IDK IDK I'm not fully convinced yet 😭😭 I just don't feel like sharing cc builds but IDKKK lol

[puzzled-pegasus]

Orel and Christina hcs

When they have phone calls as teens Both of them lay on their beds kicking their legs and twirling their fingers in the telephone wire and talk to each other forever like girlfriends loll

They go to prom together and along with dressing up, Orel either gets a fancy cane special for the occasion or snazzes up his normal one

Clay and Poppit also get weirdly excited for their respective children about prom and they help them get ready and Blorberta is like "thats nice" but Art is like "should she really be going with this boy, she could get into drugs or alcohol or she could lose her virginity or blah blah whatever she should be going with girlfriends or even better, not at all" wnd Poppit's just like thats nice Art, anyway what color dress do you want sweetie (not that she cares about her because she's Christina's Clay but she just likes pretending shes a good parent in big moments)

Also steph does Christina's makeup because her parents dont want her wearing makeup

Since Orel and Christina both eventually get permanently injured by their respective parents' negligence, they worry over each others' health a lot

They have a lot of late night conversations either in person or on the phone that end with one or both of them in tears

Art keeps threatening to shoot Orel for the crime of being a boy that his daughter likes, but Orel's like "i ain't scared of him, my own dad already shot me!"

Both of them are extremely starved of jusy like normal affection with no cost or anything attached so they are always naturally as close as they can possibly be like a pair of attracting little magnets lol

one time Joe told them that if they keep putting their foreheads together their heads will eventually grow together and get stuck, and they were just like "aw that doesn't sound so bad"

When they get married they get a dog and a cat together

They don't invite their parents to their wedding but Shapey and Block are invited as well as Danielle and whoever Christina's Danielle is and also Stephanie

They are both strong enough to pick each other up but Christina can't lift Orel for more than a few seconds once they're past the age of like 14 lol

although it's fair because Orel's scarred knee joint prevents him from being able to lift her for too long

they're the same height at 12 but Orel gets taller and Christina stays tiny like she doesn't get bigger than 5 feet lol I just really like the idea of smol christina

I mean Orel's not that tall either but still probably between like 7 and 10 inches taller than her

Both of them go to Stephanie for advice, sometimes together and sometimes separately, as they realize more and more how shitty their parents' advice is

Stephanie gave Christina an extra ear piercing besides the "one earring per ear" she was allowed to have and her parents were furious lol

she also puts makeup on her sometimes

Side note, I feel like Christina's parents would accuse Stephanie of grooming their daughter if they knew she's a lesbian

Logically Revs is really happy for Orel and Christina but he also gets really annoyed when he sees PDA so he's just like "orel why don't you and your little sweetheart get a room so the rest of us don't have to think about how we can't all be as happy as you guys are" lol and Orel's like "gee sorry Reverend we just like each other so much it's hard not to be right up close to each other like a couple of peas in a pod :3" and Rev is just "yeah whatever grumble grumble" and walks away

i've said this before but i just know Orel and Christina have the sweetest but corniest pet names for each other that you just cant be mad at because they say them so sincerely. Mayhaps I'll have to make a list of examples :3

[vampire-meta-knight]

Goth DIY: Altered Clothing part 2 (final part)

Part 1

This part will be shorter since we have less to cover. But it's still a long post, so I'm putting it under a cut.

Skirts and dresses! The last two dresses and green skirt took the most sewing, but the first dress was as simple as sewing studs on the neckline. The black velvet skirt was altered a bit more to fit me, as it was originally a skirt that had small pleats at the top that made the skirt cling to my stomach and flare out further down, which wasn't flattering on me, so I cut that part off and added a new waistband to get a circle miniskirt, then added lace trim to the hem for extra cuteness and a fancy touch.

Attaching skirts to a crop top is an easy way to make a dress if you don't want to sew one from scratch, but the waistlines did turn out a little wonky, so I use a belt or cardigan to hide that. I also sew a thin line of elastic onto the skirts to gather them before sewing them to the top to make it a little easier and to maintain stretch, since these dresses just pull on. I also don't hang them by the tops, but by draping them through a hanger to avoid stretching out the tops because the skirts are a little heavy (at least mine are, since I added so much to them).

For the green skirt, I added triangular inserts called "godets" to make the skirt flare out, since it was too tight before and didn't swish. I like a good swish.

The skirt with all the lace and pins and grommets and nonsense was one of my earlier projects, so it has three mistakes which I implore you to avoid. One: I didn't line the fabric loops up with the waistband very well, so they look crudely tacked-on. Two: I didn't add any fray check to the holes I made for the grommets, so they stretched out and the grommets are no longer attached to the fabric, just floating there on the ribbon. Three: I didn't stretch the skirt as I sewed on the lace, so now it doesn't stretch in that area; it still fits my waist, but I have to fight with it to get it over my hips. The design is still cute, but I would definitely do it better if I were to make it nowadays.

The half-and-half skirt only has a small alteration, which was actually to make it fit rather than to change how it looked. You see, sometimes you order something online in the same size you always wear from that brand, and sometimes that thing ends up running small and has no stretch. When that happens, when the skirt almost fits you and is just so close to buttoning all the way, get yourself a waistband extender. I made one, but you can also buy them. It's just a piece of elastic with a button on one side and a button hole on the other. Put that on, and BAM! The skirt (or pants) fit you. They won't quite zip up all the way, and it is a noticeable change, so I made a cute lace-covered patch to cover up that alteration so you can't tell I changed anything about it at all.

Now onto the sweaters. I love wearing sweaters in winter, but there seems to be a shortage of goth ones. Nothing a few safety pins and lace trim can't handle! The first three only have safety pins added to them. The coffin ones were done the same way I did my sweatshirts, but this was before I knew about fusible interfacing for appliques, so they got a little wrinkled and don't look as nice. I have a better method now, as detailed in the post I linked. The fabrics were all Halloween fat quarters from Walmart, and I found a picture of a coffin on Google Images as a base to cut out the right shape.

All of these sweaters were thrifted except the two solid black ones with pins--the first one came from Walmart, and the second one was given to me by my mom. Sweaters are plentiful at thrift stores, and they don't even have to be black to be turned into something goth.

That's all of my altered clothing so far, unless there's anything I'm forgetting! Which there easily could be, because I shared about forty garments O-O

I'll share the jewelry I've made next, and then the clothes I've sewn from scratch! This will come sometime in the future, though, because it took awhile to find everything, take pictures of it, and then write about it. And between you and me, I've made a LOOOOOT of jewelry and clothing, so give me some time. As I said in the last post, feel free to message me if you want more detailed instructions or ideas. I'm always happy to help!

Stay crafty!

[nix-writes-mcyt]

For request, could I please have some Xisuma fluff

It's a little later than my plan for yesterday, but it's here!

Flight Mishap

Oneshot Contains: Fluff :) ------------------------------

"Well well well.. what do we have here?" Normally at this point you'd feel relief, but not right now. 

You're not known for being the best at flying on the server.  In fact your skill rivals Scar's. 

You've never been able to get the hang of elytra's. Every season you try, and every season you crash, crash and crash some more.  More than once you've had to call your fellow hermits to your aid.  Either to retrieve your things, or to help you out of sticky situations.  Much like the one you're in now. 

You were getting some practice in with your wings, Doc's perimeter the perfect place to do that.  Well, mostly. 

Other than the uneven bedrock ground below. 

For someone who's not great at flying how you even managed to get in here is a mystery.  You're completely surrounded in the unbreakable material, no enderpearls.  You could attempt to fly out, but you're already on half health and don't fancy losing your gear to Doc's giant hole in the ground.

So you had called for backup.  A quick message to all those in the vicinity asking for someone to come and pull you out.  It's not the first time you've had to do this. 

But you can't help but feel embarrassed, as the one that's come to help you out is your long time friend, Xisumavoid.

Xisuma crouches down in front of the gap you can see out of.  You're stuck in a 2 by 3 wide hole, that's 3 tall, with an extra block above the exit just to really make things difficult.

"However did you manage to get in there?"  You roll your eyes at X, who chuckles. He knows how you got stuck.

"We better get you out of there then, I brought an ender pearl. I'll throw it in." Xisuma says.  You hear the little blip of the pearl, purple particles filling up the little chamber you're stuck in. 

"Well that wasn't what I planned to do." You turn slowly, Xisuma standing in the small space with you now. He's staring up out of the entrance, probably weighing in his chances of being able to fly out.  His chances are higher than yours, although by his lack of attempt you'd say he isn't willing to try

"I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but I only grabbed one pearl." X says, taking off his helmet and placing it on the ground. He brushes his hands through his hair, letting out a long sigh.

"Can I borrow your communicator?" X asks, "I may have also accidentally left mine up there." He points at the only way out.  "Sure." You reply, handing it over. 

X sends out a message, handing you the communicator back. After a few minutes of waiting he takes a seat on the ground, staring out of the only exit.  You join him, feeling awkward stood up by yourself. 

"You know, it's not often I find myself in these situations. It really makes you think, doesn't it?" You nod, eyes never leaving the slither of blue sky you can see.  Silence falls upon the two of you once again, it's hard to ignore where it normally isn't. 

Usually when you and X are in silence you're building, helping each other out.  But this time that's not an option. 

Time ticks on by, your Bdubs original clock slowly changing from day to night.  Although given that it's getting dark you probably don't need the clock. 

"We may end up stuck in here all night" X mumbles.  You shrug. "There are worse people I could be stuck with." 

X lets out a quiet chuckle "That's true. Don't get me wrong I love spending time with all the hermits, but some of them I just wouldn't want to be trapped in a small space with." You nod.  "Exactly my thoughts."

You think about the other hermits, where they are and what they're doing. You think about just about anything other than X. Or at least you try to.

But your mind goes back to him with every thought path. You just can't help it, especially as you begin to tire. You glance at him, not wanting to look too long. It's dark, but you can still see him. Just about anyway.

He's looking up and out of the one exit, eyes tired, but his expression is otherwise blank.

You wonder what he's thinking about. Probably getting out of here.  You wouldn't be able to blame him for thinking about that. 

The next thing you know you can hear rockets in the distance.  Opening your eyes you realise it's lighter than you remember.  Much lighter. 

The brightness dips a little as a pair of legs appears in front of the hole.  Then a face as that person crouches down.  The initial emotion on Doc's face is amusement. 

Well, that doesn't change, only seems to increase as his eyes dart around the small space.  Only then do you realise that not only is it lighter but Xisuma is cuddled into you and still fast asleep. 

Doc smirks, "I'll come back later." "Don't you dare leave us in here." You whisper shout, not wanting to wake Xisuma up.

"I'll come back, don't worry." Doc chuckles, shooting off a rocket and flying away. You grumble, feeling Xisuma stir beside you. 

"What time is it?" He asks, voice full of sleep.  "I don't know." You mumble.  X groans, stretching as best he can in the tiny space. 

You take the chance to shuffle away from him slightly. "Where are you going?" Xisuma asks you, a small frown on his face. "I didn't think you had an issue with me holding you, I'm sorry if I crossed a line."  You're a little dumbfounded by his apology. 

"I, it's not that. I just didn't think you'd want to continue in case it was just something that happened while we were sleeping." The relief on X's face makes you feel that little bit better. 

He scoots over to your new place and puts an arm around you, pulling you into him.  "I could get used to this, you know" he says.  "So could I." You look up at Xisuma who smiles down at you. 

"When we get out of here we should go do this." You nod in agreement.  "When Doc comes back we will." Xisuma looks puzzled at your words. 

"Doc was here? Why didn't he let us out?" You shrug.  Doc is someone who works in ways you will never understand. You don't even try to. 

"While we wait how about we get to know each other better?" X asks.  "I'd like that." You answer, X taking that and running with it. 

The things the two of you talk about are great, but not as great as the feeling you get when Doc returns and frees you both.  Sure enough the first thing you and X do is go find a better, more comfortable, place to cuddle.

[choisunjaeisactuallymine]

Hey, can you write a headcanon about the trio(dowan,eunsung and sunjae) together, please❤️.

RQ Trio in a poly relationship with reader

Uhh i wasnt sure if you meant together like three povs in one headcanon or like a poly relationship, so I'll just combine that :3

btw sorry for the late reply, had this sitting in my drafts for a while

Choi Sunjae

He's the one that suggests a poly because both of you guys have wandering eyes tbh

After you guys all get together, he definitely dotes on you the most as a way of asserting his dominance around the two other guys

I think he does have the most money, and spoils you lavishly. Your alone dates consist of candle-lit dinners and shopping sprees. Sometimes whisks you off to another country without telling the others, he and Eunsung fight it out while Dowan fusses over you.

When he picks group dates, he makes you guys go to amusement parks together (duh) and idk why but he would also take you guys to one of those fancy winter cabins with hot springs.

Very careless. Lost both you and Dowan multiple times due to his bad habit of wandering around. Cannot lose Eusung. That would be the other way around.

Confidence MAX. Will make dirty jokes and will definitely slap your ass. Does it in front of everyone else and makes a big show of it.

Also just as something extra: his hair is dead. So dead. Teach him how to use conditioner. Takes the least time showering out of everyone.

Loves it when you make him food. Likes it even better if you bake. Maybe you guys can make cookies together while you scream at him for making a mess. He likes you when you're feisty

Doesn't know how to do laundry. Also his room is really messy. Plays games until 2 in the morning and you don't know how he still looks so good. Sometimes has you sleep in his lap while the other two are stressing over where you went for the past 3 hours.

His stereotype: making you wear outfits that he picks for you and carrying all your shopping bags like trophies

Han Eunsung

Second person to get roped into this mess

Sunjae caught you checking him out and he was like, why tf not (my bi king)

At first Eunsung was a little hesitant to show affection to the both of you, but he eventually eases into it and becomes the mom of the group :3

Eunsung gives me home-maker vibes, so I think he would cook you a nice meal and maybe take you on small picnics as a date.

Absolutely holds grudges towards everyone but you. If he's beefing with Sunjae he'll start begging you for attention by constantly clinging to you and nudging his head against every part of your body. You don't throw him off like you do with Sunjae cause Eunsung is babie, and that kind of pisses Sunjae off lol.

You do his tie for formal events and pretend like you guys are one of those film couples. Vows he'll make your future exactly like the movies and goes to kiss you before you guys get interrupted by Sunjae. As a heads up, EVERY moment where you and Eunsung set the mood will get ruined by Sunjae.

When he picks group dates, I think he'd want something relaxing and peaceful. Most fond of stay-home dates, but if you were to make him pick somewhere outside it would be a beach date. Refuses to wear swimming trunks by itself.

His stereotype: Classic classy couple look. Unabashedly wearing your pink fluffy purse without question when you ask him to hold it.

Ha Dowan

Third person (and second person to get roped into this by Sunjae)

Second darling in the group after you

Sunjae caught Dowan this time (thank goodness) staring too intensely at your chest, and since he saw you and Eunsung also sharing his interest, you guys gained a new member

Puppy all the way. Is kind of scared of both Eunsung and Sunjae, so he sticks behind you all the time. He's your baby

Too scared to ask for physical affection, so Sunjae teases him and tells everyone else by yelling it out loud in the living room. Max cuddles afterwards

Such a polite guy, doesn't know where to look when all of you guys go out to the gym together. I headcanon him as a titties guy, so better get those soaked tanks in

Doesn't have a preference and never picks your separate/group dates. Follows you around anywhere you want to go, but he doesn't mind checking out the aquarium or local fair. Especially likes it when you feed him carnival treats, he secretly likes showing you off

Talk to him if you want someone who actually comforts you. The moment you're upset, Sunjae will immediately be gone to murder the man, and Eunsung will give you a kiss on the forehead before following Sunjae to murder that man. Dowan will stay and hold you when you cry. Give him a reward later

His stereotype: literally thinks you're the most perfect person ever. Super gullible and always falls prey to your tiktok pranks because he doesn't want to think of the possibility of you not loving him

[egophiliac]

Hello!! I'm in love with your artstyle (especially the way you did the signature spells??? I've been looking at them for a while adsgfdfsf, they look like movie posters tbh and that's fricking cool to me. anyway!! I'm a player on the NA server (btw, I've already seen spoilers of chap 7 due to tumblr/reddit/pinterest, so yeah it's not the most spoiled I've ever been so yea) and yeah. I'm getting through the story okay but do you have any advice for people trying to get through certain events with a more limited life schedule??? Also, what are some of the differences that you notice between the english (if you see a lot of it??) and Japanese versions of the game? sorry if this was a longer ask, i tried to be simple but i wanted to tell you that I loved your art and everything just spiraled AAAAAAH

thank you! ❤️❤️❤️ I've been surprised by how many people really like my posters -- it's kind of a weird style to do fanart in, I guess, but I'm glad other people think it's cool too! :D

(gonna answer out of order because the event stuff turned into a huge block of text, sorry!)

I've seen a few of the localizations, but I don't know a lot about the Eng version, so I can't speak too much about differences. (I do think "housewarden" has a better sound to it than "dorm leader" though...they need a fancy little word to match their fancy little outfits.) I did look up the unique magic/signature spells to see if they were able to somehow work in the glossing -- I'm not even sure how you would localize that without it being super weird, so I don't blame them, but I was a little sad anyway! :( in Japanese, they're all written as Japanese phrases with the English as ruby text, and sometimes they're given a little extra meaning. like -- this is where the episode 7 spoilers I'm tagging are) the words that Mal says are "Fae of Maleficence":

but the meaning of the Japanese is "Blessing", which is a nice little "ooooh" moment given the context of it!

there isn't always an extra meaning, sometimes it's just. super literal. but my other favorite is Jack's, where what he means is "✨howl that pierces the moonlit night✨", but what he actually yells is "UNLEASH BEAST" before turning into a giant dog. what a good boy.

as for event advice (under the cut, because this was already getting long)...

speaking as someone who is 100% F2P and therefore also tends to get kind of burnt by some of these events -- the #1 most important thing is to just...make peace with not getting everyone. :') I am a collector-type person, so it definitely gets grating when I can't have all the fancy PNGs my little packrat heart desires. generally though: never do random pulls, always be saving your keys and gems between events. (once a month you can buy a 10-set from Sam for a 50 gem discount, and logging in on a character's birthday will give you a 10-set for free, so make sure to do those!). when the event info starts coming out, pick one or two cards that you really want and work specifically towards those, focusing on grinding out the items and/or using your saved-up pulls on their specific banner. and in the end, accept that it might just not be meant to be, even if you hit the 100-pull pity SSR no I'm not still bitter over fairy gala Ortho why do you ask. if the event doesn't have any cards that you really want, take it as an opportunity to save for the next one!

hoard your star fragments (the things that restore AP) -- if you're going for a card that requires grinding event items to permanently unlock, and the item is one you get from lessons, you can use star fragments to bump your AP up to 30 at a time (10 is the limit that will restore over time, but 30 is the max you can have at once). that makes for a looong lesson loop, but I usually get about 50-60 items per 30 lessons, and I just let it run in the background while doing other stuff. (usually these items are what also unlock the event story, so I'll do a huge amount of lessons first thing and then have enough to get the whole story at once. 👍) it can get really grindy, but events go on for a while so it's not usually that bad if you space it out a bit, instead of waiting until the last minute to try and get those last 600 items (cough) (cough).

if it's one of the ones where you get the item from doing a rhythmic, you get the same amount of items no matter how well you do, even if you miss every note. so you can just...tap occasionally to restart it and get the same effect. if it's a battle one, you do have to actually win to get the item, but once you figure out the sweet spot of a team setup + highest battle level where you win every time, it becomes basically the same deal.

so...yeah, tl;dr you can get away with a lot just by setting things up to run in the background and paying just enough attention to tap through some of the menus. it does require a certain amount of time to just leave your phone while still sorta-kinda paying attention to it, so it might not work for everyone, but that's the best way I've found to get through most events!

[im-a-marion3tt3]

...at this point i might as well just make a home for myself in your inbox, haha !! (please please please tell me if i'm in here too often !!) i notice that you're still wanting fic requests so i can't stop myself from popping in again :0

i have two suggestions, but goodness, please don't feel pressured to write both. and if neither of them interest you, that's completely fine too !! <3 (as a cw, both requests are related to your sh/ed fics)

the first is a request for (yet another O_O) continuation of the swiss/phantom storyline. you've left me wanting more again, haha !! so perhaps swiss' screaming match conversation with dew and rain about their negative influence on phantom ?

if that doesn't take your fancy, the line in sickeningly sweet "sure he told mountain a lot but never that much" has also got me wanting more of your writing and storytelling ! i'd be really interested to know what you think phantom has and hasn't told mountain in regards to his issues with eating (and maybe even dew as well, because mountain mentioning that dew told him a few extra details that phantom hadn't has got my brain running wild with possibilities !!)

this got very long, i'm so sorry :0 and i have so, so much more to say about all of your writing too !!? but i'll leave this ask as it is for the moment, since it's already quite long <3

Omg sorry I took so long writing this. I like drowning in work rn but I finally have the time to write again! I like your idea of Mountain and Dew so here you go! Thank you for the suggestion so much and I hope you like it! Sorry it's a little short.

Dew was laid on Mountain's chest, the two of them inside of the green house on a reclining patio chair. Gently, Mountain dragged his hair through Dewdrops long hair as he gently hummed. He had been working with both Phantom and Dewdrop on their eating, being the only ghoul to have enough patience and not tell the two to "just eat". So he found himself here, enjoying the warmth of the greenhouse.

"How's Tom?" Dewdrop asked softly after a few minutes of silence. After Mountain had taken him through the list of genuinely concerning side effects, Dewdrop had felt terrible for what he had done and turned to worrying for Phantom far more than himself.

"He's getting there but it's not great. He cried over having to eat breakfast. It took him half an hour to even try it but it's better than last week when he simply fell asleep rather than ate," Mountain said in a sad tone. It had broken his heart to see the poor kit distraught over essentially nothing; but he knew it was basically everything to Phantom.

"I'm so sorry," Dewdrop whispered, his heart shattering some. Mountain just rubbed his back and sighed, feeling sorry for both of them.

"It's all my fault, Mountain, I was the one who started this," he murmured biting back tears before continuing on in a meek voice, "I d-didnt realize he was going to do this so sometimes I'd point out the calories in things I wouldn't eat. I didn't even think he knew what a calorie was. And I said so much hurtful shit after that too. I thought he wanted me to be mean to him, I really did. I thought I was making him better by being worse." Tears streaked down his face by this point as Mountain held him close, just letting him get it all out.

"And, and, I made him hate his favorite food. Do you remember when Copia would get him cakes or cookies or just something sweet after every concert? And how happy he was to get them? He was so proud of himself... And I said he looked so much better not having eaten that shit. That it showed on his hips and that it was the reason he was starting to look like a little piglet. Why did I ever say that? This is all my fault!" At this point Dewdrop was sobbing, his body shaking as he cried. Mountain just held him tightly and let him cry. To think that both of them thought like that though, it made him want to cry too. They were both getting better though, and that was what mattered. What had been said couldn't be undone, so all that was left was to hopefully undue the damages.

[my-favourite-zhent]

New Tricks - Chapter 2

Status: Work In Progress

Version: 2.01

Pairing: Rugan x AFAB!OC

Rating: NC-17 (This chapter PG-13)

Genre: Adventure/Romance Excerpt:

“Isn't this sort of thing beneath a man of your skills?” Eyes wide and innocent as she peered into his own, lower lip in a coy pout. “Would you like to be?” He wrapped his own hand around the wrist that held his jerkin. “Hmmm?” That honey sweet voice again, warm and inviting. “Beneath a man of my skills?”

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New Tricks - Chapter Two

The mood lightened considerably when the caravan finally made the city. Enough of the goods remained that they'd been paid a tidy some.

Jubilant shouts and cheers echoed across the warehouse as the loading got finished. The Gate crew was getting an early start on the usual payday celebrations, bottles of brandy being passed around freely.

The Waterdeep crews didn't share much in the mirth. They weren't unfriendly per se, but they kept to themselves.

“Locals are a bit moody ain’t they?” Bellar took a healthy swig of his bottle before passing it to Rugan.

“Zarys says they’ve been having trouble with the local thieves guild. We’re to be on our best behaviour so’s not to further upset the city guards.” Rugan took his own sip before passing to Olly in turn.

“Trouble? Zhents should be their top customers. Who else is gonna shift their shite?”

“Well not everyone can be as congenial as we Baldurians.”

Olly, who had had a bit too much to drink at this point, uncharacteristically piped up. “Zarys says you're a bit too congenial with Keene’s crew, Rugan.”

Rugan's voice raised in mock offence. “First of all lad, I wouldn't be taking lessons in congeniality from Zarys of all people. If you ever see that black-hearted vixen smile, run the other way. Me on the other hand; why, I simply help along negotiations. If anyone's too friendly, I heard it's Vol who's shagging their accountant.”

“The one in the mask?” Olly gaped.

“The very same!”

“No, you're making that up!” Bellar couldn't help laughing even as he said it.

“Why do you think he wears that mask? Her doggies got him!”

The three burst out in a fit of drunken laughter. Only broken up when Vol herself yelled down from the catwalk.

“Oi! If you lot don't shut it down there it's you I'll sick my dogs on!”

Rugan held a finger to his lips to indicate silence but this just brought on a fresh wave of, albeit quieter, laughter from the trio.

Vol stomped off muttering something about mouthy old bastards but left it at that.

When the laughter finally died down, Bellar wiped a tear from his eye before turning to Rugan, sotto voce. “Have that conversation with Brem yet?”

“Aye, why do you think he's been dodging me? Idiot feels proper embarrassed now and rightly so.”

“Ain't the first Zhent to get led astray by 'is little knife.””

“Right enough for Olly’s age. Brem’s seasoned enough to know better.”

“I wouldn’t pull something like that.” Olly interjected indignantly.

“Well obviously not you Olly, but the rest of us were a lot less… mature at your age.”

“We’re a lot less mature now.” Bellar snorted.

“Are you three still able to stand, or are you proper smashedcompletely wankered?” The trio hadn’t noticed Zarys’ approach and all stiffened at her question.

“We can stand.” Olly quickly replied.

“Good, come with us. We’re off to the office then.” Her smile reminded Rugan of a hyena’s bared fangs. He wondered idly if she had overheard him earlier.

Zarys led them to the lone stairwell to the office, glancing back over her shoulder. “Oh, and don’t think you can scarper off Rugan.”

Oh good, she had heard him.

Bellar gave Rugan’s shoulder a squeeze while suppressing a laugh.

Zarys took a seat at the solitary desk and gestured for Olly to shut the door.

“We've got another job comin’ up, lads.”

“We just done a job, Zarys.” Whined Bellar.

“Quit your whinging, it's just for one night. A duke's fancy bash needs some extra security, easy work.”

“Hardly any fights at those. Sounds like a job for the locals, yeah?”

“Locals might be known as Zhents.”

“We’re not going as Zhents then?”  Rugan blinked in surprise. Unusual, a job well done could bolster their reputation among the nobility.

“No, because that ain’t the real job.”

“Go on then, what’s the real job?” Rugan suspected he wasn't going to like it.

“You three are going to nick something from the duke’s estate.”

“Oi Zarys, we’re head crackers not sneak thieves.”

“Bellar’s right, this isn't exactly our area of expertise .”

“Then it's a good thing we’ll be the security team as well, isn’t it?” Zarys smirked. Rugan had to concede it was a smart plan.

“And what we takin, then?” Bellar's eyes narrowed with suspicion. 

“Nothing magical I hope,” added Rugan.

“Netherese tablets for a wizard back in Baldur's Gate.”

“Aah, I've gone and jinxed it,” Rugan lamented.

“They're not magic.” Zarys corrected him. “Just dead old. Some sort of relic. Small enough to easily smuggle out, I've been assured.”

Rugan sighed, Zarys had also been assured there wouldn’t be much trouble on the road.

He and Bellar shared a look, both doubting it would be as easy as she said.

“Not a word of this to the others though, special assignment. And cheer up, you lot, we're going to a party.” Zarys’ smiled viciously before waving them off. “You’re free to go now.”

The trio turned to leave.

“Oh, and leave the bottle. I reckon Rugan’s had quite enough. We don't need him to do any more mouthing off.”

“Couldn’t agree more.” Rugan agreed in a tone that was all resignation.

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The ‘party’, if it could rightly be called one, was about as fun as a wet mop. 

‘ No, worse than that, ’ thought Rugan. ‘ At least you can beat someone with the handle end of a mop. ’

Not a single fight had broken out, there were no card games to be had, and all discussions revolved around trade or some bit of gossip about who had planted the wrong sort of hedges this year. To top it off, the entirety of the damn wait staff had been ordered to not serve any wine to the ‘security’ team.

“You'll want to have your wits about you gentlemen.” Duke Errol had condescended.

“Would really rather be crackin’ heads right about now.” Sighed Bellar, stealing a swig from a flask he surreptitiously retrieved from his vest.

“Oi, gimme that.” Rugan chided with his hand outstretched, as if chastising a willful child. “Black Hand knows what Zarys will do if she catches you with that.”

Begrudgingly Bellar handed over the canteen only for Rugan to bring it to his own lips.

“Hey!”

“There,” Rugan gulped as he finished the last of the wine. “Now you don't have to worry about being caught.”

“You're a prick Rugan.”

“Serves you right for not sharing.” He intoned as he handed back the empty vessel. “Why don't you go see what the lad’s gotten up to. Keep yourself busy.”

Bellar grumbled but went on his way. With any luck he'd be able to pilfer some more wine when backs were turned.

Rugan inhaled deeply, the night was cool but not uncomfortably so. The chill and fresh air were a pleasant contrast to the heat of the drink warming his face.

Spiralling stone steps wound up the hill from the base of the tower where he now stood. As he glanced up towards the night sky he saw a figure descending those stairs towards him.

‘“Nother rich tosser.’ He thought with a twinge of annoyance. Not that there would be guests of any other sort.

He could just make out the person now, a short lissome woman in a green dress. The light cotton was draped across itself forming a v-shaped neckline and was cinched at the waist with a leather braid. From there flowed two long strips of fabric that came to her calves but left the sides of her legs on full display. Nowhere to hide a weapon really, or anything else for that matter. The woman drew closer and he lifted his gaze to take in her face. She was a pretty thing with delicate features, gently framed in a mass of wavy black hair. 

Unlike the other guests who had come down this way she was staring intently at the tower, her lips twitching ever so slightly. He followed her gaze, ‘ She’s counting the windows .’ The realisation came with a touch of trepidation. Maybe this party did actually need security after all. Rugan straightened and held his hand up as she approached.

“This area is off limits, miss.” His voice was authoritative but not overly harsh.

The woman in green’s eyes widened and she smiled at him, noticing him for the first time.

“Security I take it?” She looked at him appraisingly, in much the same way he had just done her. Her voice was light and sweet, and he found her face all the more enjoyable up close.

“Aye, and I'll have to ask you to give the tower a wide berth.”

“You're not one of the duke's usual guards.” The woman was eyeing him more closely now. She took a step towards him, such that they were mere inches apart.

“Outside contractor.” He felt some of the usual charm slipping into his voice and a smile pulling at the corners of his mouth. It couldn't be helped when a pretty lady was concerned.

“Hmmm.” She reached forward and pulled back the collar of his leather armour, revealing the winged snake pendant he had been wearing underneath. 

“Unusual work for a Zhent.” Her voice was low and conspiratorial, though there was no one else around to overhear them.

“And what would you know of the black network, lass?” His tone teasing, albeit with an edge of warning.

“Isn't this sort of thing beneath a man of your skills?”

“Would you like to be?” He wrapped his own hand around the wrist that held his jerkin. “Hmmm?” That honey sweet voice again, warm and inviting.

“Beneath a man of my skills?” 

The words had tumbled out of him before he could stop himself. Not the sort of thing you should say to a noble guest of your employer, especially if you didn't want Zarys to cut off your balls for botching a job. Yet it couldn't be helped, he had always been a flirt at heart and unaccustomed to holding his tongue for civilians.

Perhaps not entirely to his surprise, the woman laughed softly before leaning forward. Her lips brushed gently against his own, feather light. Rugan thought to pull her close to get a better taste when a shout from above jolted them apart.

“Erica! Are you down there dear?” 

“Hells,” she breathed. “My date.”

“Your date?” His eyebrows raised in amusement. He quite enjoyed the idea of cuckolding some preening noble.

She hastily stumbled back to make some space between the two of them. Erica gestured to her lips and Rugan realised some of her rouge must have smudged on him. He swiped his mouth with the back of his hand just as her date came into view.

“Ah, there you are dear. You've just missed me imparting some wisdom to poor young lord Adarbrent regarding the errors he’s been making with his shipping routes.” The man was puffing slightly from the descent. He was dressed ostentatiously in red and white finery. It was clearly of expensive make and yet it's cut and pattern did not flatter the gaunt man in the least.

“I'm sure he greatly appreciated your acumen, Lord Cragsmere.” Her voice was still sweet, but Rugan thought he heard the slightest hint of sarcasm therein. Whatever the case Lord Cragsmere did not notice.

“Please dear, as I've said before, call me Glaerus.”

“It would be unbefitting for a lady of my station, saer.” Rugan noticed she seemed to be standing more stiffly than before, a certain tightness in her shoulders. 

He wondered to himself if she were a hired companion. Though not an experienced one, certainly, she had not fully mastered hiding her distaste for her date. Close, but not quite.

“Do come now my dear, no need for formalities. Now if you would accompany me.” Glaerus tried to direct her back up the stairs.

“Oh but I was just asking this gentleman where the garderobe might be.”

Glaerus turned, as if suddenly noticing Rugan’s presence. Rugan smiled politely, but the look Glaerus returned was full of disdain. The noble turned back to Erica. “Nevermind dear, I’ll show you the way. Come along.” He grasped her wrist tightly and made to drag her away at a brisk pace.

The woman followed along dutifully, but turned to give Rugan a coy smile before shaking her head.

“Well that’s a damned shame,” muttered Rugan ruefully when the pair were out of earshot.

He turned to see Bellar jogging towards him. “What’s the hurry, lad?”

“Guess what the little bugger pulled off.” Bellar grinned and held out a ring of keys, giving them a jingle for good measure. Rugan noticed Olly had come along as well, just a few paces behind.

“How’d you manage that lad?” A wry grin spread across Rugan’s features, he was impressed.

“Oh um, a nice bloke in the kitchen gave them to me.” Replied Olly, reaching back to fix his hair. Rugan noted a touch of red on the boy’s cheeks.

“I’d put coin on it, he did!” Crowed Bellar, giving Olly a hearty slap on the back.

“Well then lads,” Rugan chuckled, catching the keys deftly as Bellar tossed them. “It's time to get to work.”