#i made these for the middle row🥺

[heymeowmao]

Kiseki: Dear to Me E12 ° Ai Di during Chen Yi's confession

[lululandd]

being john ‘soap’ mactavish’s significant other would include:

had a little power outage today and legit had nothing to do so i wrote these

♡ babysitting his nieces and nephews.

this man has hella extended family and he loves them so so so so so much so he visits them fairly often and ofc they all flock to him when he does. you two would take them out on walks and does playtimes and cute little sleepovers. (mans has onesies and jammies that matches with them its so heartwarming)

♡ funny post-it notes around the place.

you would be looking for something in a cupboard and he’d leave a note saying ‘i put it on the top shelf’ and when you rummage around the top shelf there’d be a note saying ‘made ya look lol (im just kidding its right here)’. there would also be sweet notes hidden in jacket pockets🥺💖 like the true romantic prankster he is.

♡ night screaming.

he seems nonchalant and doesnt need to decompress after work like his teammates does, but he does suffer night terrors and he screams in his sleep. his teammates names, or just a loud ‘NO’ and a myriad other things. sleeping medicine makes this a lot worse because you cant wake him up from whatever nightmare he is having quick enough and he screams for much longer so he doesnt take sleeping meds or anything that could induce drowsiness. it's terrible when he has a cold because on one hand he needs the sleep and the medicine but on the other it would make the nightmares last longer.

♡ ice.

soap loves sucking and chewing on ice. is it is it in the middle of winter? he does not care he still will be doing it. sometimes he kisses you after and holds you in place as you laugh and try to squirm away.

♡ inadvertently picking up his accent.

especially if you're not scottish but lives in scotland. you’re not mocking him you swear!

♡ big fat quiz of the year.

he loves watching these and play along. he misses so much civilian things and would love to know what events he missed during the year. he found out gaz also watches these and they legit spent 15 minutes giggling about the mitchell brook primary school children, repeating their little “oh nooo!”

♡ helping him shave his mohawk.

mans love it when you touch his head gently and begs you to cut his hair every couple weeks as the sides grow out. he pretends as if he ‘cant get the back part right’ on his own.

♡ endless spongebob quotes.

it started because you accidentally said escalators three times in a row and he automatically replies with “EELS” in a deep voice, and you two just lost it. nowadays one of you could point at meatballs in the supermarket, and both would chant “meatballs meatballs spaghetti underneath!” and later if you two happen to pass by the pasta section, “ravioli ravioli great barrier reef!”

[angelicsaiko]

YBF Fanart!!

I had gotten bored, and instead of falling asleep like a sane person, I spent some time making a short little drawing of one of my favorite demons, Gyutaro! YBF is a fanfic that I had binge-read twice in a row and was made by the wonderful @mrsshabana !

This was drawn specifically for one of the moments in mind when the reader catches Gyutaro in the middle of singing practice (he doesn't usually sing, he actually dislikes it and is also the band's drummer which makes this moment in the fic more special 🥺)

This was lazily made but still made with love, even if it was sleep deprived love 🥰

I hope you all like it! Now I'mma go sleep finally 🚶‍♀️

[exaltedfuzz]

HI I LOVEEEEE your Art I LOVEEEE your ema! I wanted to ask if you've played aa6 and your thoughts on aa6 ema! I really like that they brought her back and i really think they balanced her personality well by making her more upbeat because of her job, but shes not wholly optimistic either. I really like her relationship with prosecutor sadmadhi throughout the game too! I feel like there's a scale in emas mind from Most to least acceptable prosecutor men and on one end is Miles edgeworth, the other is Klavier gavin, and sadmadhi is in the middle. if that makes sense lol. I just think she talks like she doesn't like him, but she goes along with him way more than she would if Klavier ever asked her to do half the things he asks of her. Also I think it's really interesting that aa6 had ema and mayas first canon interaction! that was interesting to me because ema was sort of designed with Maya in mind and lana and mia obviously have some history, I think it was time for their sisters to meet too. sorry for the Long ask but I just treasure your interpretation of these characters so much!

Hi! I recognize your username from my notifs. Thanks for the support, and for your ask! 🫡 Glad you like the Emas!

I have mixed feelings on SoJ, but Ema is my favorite part of it. I like her a lot in it. She's still got a bit of the edge from AJ, which is nice to see. I like some of her new sprites too, like the swaying thinking one and the 🥺 one. Much prefer her munching sprite from AJ though. The shovelling snacks into her mouth is much more Ema. I also really don't like her official full body art for SoJ.

Unfortunately, Nahyuta doesn't really interest me... His design is too complex to do silly drawings of, for one. I feel like their dynamic was a little underdeveloped, a bit shoehorned in. It's a shame, because their backstories set up a possible dynamic that could be quite interesting, since Lana and Nahyuta kind of have the same motivations - writing team missed a trick. Also, I think Ema would have realistically been grumpier about having to fly halfway across the world every few days. It didn't reeeeaaally feel organic to me. But I do like the idea of their dynamic.

I like the way Maya and Ema interact, even if it's brief. Implies that they have met before, and they're friends, which is cute, though I wish it was a little more delved into. I feel like Maya's characterisation in SoJ is kind of boring. Not as bad as Pearl got it, but still nowhere near as good as she was in the trilogy. Honestly, the whole game falls flat for me when you compare it to the emotional weight the trilogy and AJ have. I really like some of the cases though. And Ema's mini games are great as always. Except the bit with the suitcase which lagged out my 3DS and made me restart it twice, haha. (Though, again! Her mini games were kind of better in the other games!!!)

So, to answer your question, I do like Ema in SoJ. And, despite my criticism, I do like SoJ! Just not as much as the other games in the series. When you play them all in a row, it feels kind of disappointing. I think it's because it's not on the intimate, domestic scale of the trilogy, which is where I think Ace Attorney really shines. (Case in point: Bridge to the Turnabout)

Super happy to see her in another game though, she's really fun, exactly what SoJ needed, and I'm really glad she was the detective they went for. Also, the outfit they put her in for the DLC cutscenes at the wedding is really really good. They were cooking with that one.

I'm really happy to hear you're interested in my interpretations, it means a lot. They're characters I've grown quite fond of.

This turned out quite long. Haha

Here's Ema and Nahyuta for you:

[themoonsbride]

Hiiii, can I request one shot with Jace where Y/n has a terrible nightmares and she wakes up shaking with tears on her cheeks and Jace is there to comfort her with sweet words, kisses and cuddles? 🥺

awww yes!! this is so adorable! I loved writing this, and I hope you love reading it aswell <3 (sorry it's short!)

Bad Dreams.

Summary; Reader wakes up from a nightmare, shaking and crying, Jace wakes up from her cries and comforts her back into sleep.

warnings; mentions/description of a panic attack. (?)

Requested; Yes!

You were groaning and trembling in your sleep. You'd been having nightmares recently, waking up in the middle of the night, breathing heavily and looking around. You didn't understand why these nightmares were haunting you, waiting for you each night you'd went to sleep.

Maybe it was because you'd only recently found out you were a shadow hunter, Sure it could definitely take a mental toll on you from time to time and it was all alot to take in at once, but you'd never expect nightmares to come lurking your way. This was now the 4th night in a row you'd been having them, Jace suspected something was up because each morning you'd seem off, on edge, with dark crescents formed underneath your eyes.

He was worried for you, and you appreciated it more than you could express, but there was a part of you that felt guilty for knowing he had been concerned for you now, each night when you'd gone to sleep. He made sure that your bedroom would be next to his once you were officially welcomed into the institute. He insisted on showing you around and helping you get familiar with the place towards Isabelle and Alec because you seemed strong and loyal, Though he was being honest, it was also because you were attractive, and kind.

He took a liking in you when you first started talking to him, when he'd found out your interests, and likes and dislikes, things that bothered you, things that overfill you with joy. Though you wished you could still participate in your hobbies and interests, it seemed as though you weren't just an ordinary girl like you assumed. When you found out you were a shadow hunter, it seemed as if the world had changed. It didn't seem like there were normal dogs and birds anymore to you, it seemed like angels and demons in disguise and you weren't sure who or what you could trust or beileve anymore.

Maybe this had been the reasoning for your nightmares, no, this was the reasoning behind these dreadful scenes that flashed and boomed inside your mind as you slept.

You found yourself waking up in a panic, almost gasping for air and uncontrollablely shaking, your breathe not calming as much as you tried which soon led into you sobbing, you hadn't even realized you were crying from fear until you could feel something warm and wet spilling from your nostrils, but you didn't care. You were so scared and just wanted it to stop, just wanted it all to stop.

You looked around at your surroundings, trying to force your mind to connect back with reality, but all you could see was either splotches of black and images of your horrific nightmares invading your brain. "No, No, No No No..!" You whispered yelled to yourself subconsciously. Your body grew cold all around as you gripped the sheets that covered your mattress, your eyes blinking repeatedly and heart beating so fast it could practically explode.

That's when suddenly, Jace had awaken from the sound of choked sobs from the wall at the end of his bedroom, he sat up confused as his mind slowly woke up. He heard and soon regonized it was your choked sobs and sat up in a hurry, going to stand and race out of bed, almost tripping and falling over his quilted blanket. "Shit..!" he cursed at his blanket as he shaked it off his foot, his quilt wresting with his ankle, he walked back over in a rush and untangled his foot from his comforter and rushed out the room, leaving his room as quiet as he could.

He rushed through the door of your bedroom and practically ran over to you immediately taking you into his arms, rubbing your back slowly trying to get you to calm down.

"Jace, Jace it was awful!" You cried out in a whisper, as he began stroking your hair instead. "I know, I know, you're okay now."

"I just want it to stop.. I just want it to stop!" You said shakily, as tears rushed down your red cheeks, staining the collar of your shirt and slightly wetting Jace's tank top.

"shhh, it's okay love Im here.." He swooned as he laid the two of you down "I'm here.. You're safe." He hushed you, getting your hyperventilation to slower, soon you were shakily breathing, sharply inhaling every few seconds from your uncontrolled hyperventilating previously, still trying to get it to die down.

"I promise, I'll keep you safe with my life Y/n." He whispered, his hand in your hair, feeling horrible for you to have ended up this way when all you had wanted was a good night's rest.

"I'm sorry Jace, I'm so sorry for waking you up." You spoke faintly, feeling somewhat ashamed of yourself. "No no no, please don't be sorry love." He said immediately.

"I'm relieved I was here to try and help." He spoke into your hair, massaging your scalp gently, holding you close to your chest as he kissed your forehead. He made you forget all about your nightmares, all about how differently you viewed the world now.

The only thing that mattered in this moment, was the affection and love he was giving you as he continued to hold you and kiss your head. You realized there's a possibility he loved you, after remember all your past interactions over time, it was clear to you now, That you loved him too.

And that's when you peacefully fell back asleep, in Jace's arms, while he kissed your head, and played with your hair, until he fell back into his own dreamland himself.

[i-suc-at-art]

Day 6: immortal

Ik this isn’t exactly danny phantom but it’s my dp oc so id like to think it counts.. This also is something i’ve had in the google doc vault for like ages lol it takes place during beyond batman, i was eventually going to have danny join the story but this is only the first part so don’t come for me that danny isn’t in this.. I still think it’s good writing so take pitty on my and read it pretty please 🥺🥺

“We have a ghost problem in Gotham” Terry says

“I don’t think so.. I’ve seen everything, Zombies, vampires, only one ghost though..”

“A real ghost?” Terry asks while sitting on the desk, Bruce was repairing the Suit sitting down in a chair.

“She was a half ghost but yes. She was once the ward of Vlad masters, she came to Gotham when she was 17, the two of them weren’t on good terms.”

“Woah, rich kid huh?”

“Didn’t act like it, but she was dangerous, vindictive too. She didn’t love that i wasn’t willing to go the extra mile in stopping bad guys” Bruce continues working on the suit not looking up

“Freaky.. Wait, wouldn’t she be like 40 by now?”

Bruce looks up at Terry and sighs. He stands walking over to the bat computer “Computer bring up file on Clover Morte.”

“Clover Morte, previous identities unknown, alias: Reaper, Age:17, metahuman powers: increased strength, intangibility, invisibility, increased sight, flight, overshadowing, ghostly fire, immortality, other powers unknown.”

“Do you know where she is? or how to find her?”

“I have a few ideas, you worry about the bad guys, i’ll worry about finding the ghost who haunts Gotham.”

“Right.” Terry puts on his suit and heads out in the batmobile.

Bruce steps into the middle of the small graveyard in Park Row, his cane hitting an inground plaque he side steps to not stand on the grave.

“My eyes must be deceiving me! Is that the one and only Bruce Wayne? The living ghost?” A voice asks from the shadows

“I could say the same about you Reaper.” Bruce turns to where he heard the voice

“Ain’t nobody called me that, not in a long time..” Clover says landing silently in front of Bruce

“You still look good for 37..” He smirks down at the young ghost, her body still looking 17

“You look good too, for a dead guy.” A burst of fire lights from her hand as she passes Bruce patting him on the shoulder with her non burning hand “So, whatcha need? There’s no way you’d see me just to visit.”

“You ever talked to your Dad before he passed?” Bruce follows her and Clover slows her pace so they can walk side by side

“Vlad? Oh no he’s alive and well, he’s also a halfa, naturally created halfas age slower than humans, but they age.” She pauses and opens up a decently sized mausoleum to have a dry place for the two to talk.

“Ah.. That’s good to know that Mr. Masters is alive, still, that bastard’s probably going to live longer than Mcginnis.”

“You’re the one who's going to outlive us all Bruce..” She steps further in motioning for him to follow “So that’s your new ward? Or maybe the new Batman that I've been hearing whispers about?” Clover pulls up a chair for Bruce to sit, clearly she had made this some sort of home. A cot bed in the corner, a couple empty takeout containers sit in a trash bag, looking around Bruce is seriously considering offering Clover a room

“Perceptive as ever. You know you should really talk to Vlad before it’s too late.”

“I mean we’ve talked, he knows I'm alive.. well half alive, but still. He understands that my place is here. Though I haven’t seen him in about 3 or 4 years now, I'm really thinking about it..” She pauses and looks at Bruce, his eyes darting around inspecting the room

“I don’t need a room Bruce. This is my haunt, take me away from it and I won’t hesitate to bring your spirit here myself.” She glares at him and he can’t tell if she’s being serious or not.

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” He sighs, eyes focusing back on the ghost girl. She lights a couple of small torches on the walls with the fire from her hand. A bright green ring glows around her waist; it splits and starts to change her body, her hair falling from its fiery ponytail, to equally fiery red hair that reaches her shoulders, her bangs black and eyes a bright green. She now looks to be 17 or 18 but her face looks just as aged as someone in their late twenties. Her eyes suckin in, mouth positioned in a frown, she looks troubled. Bruce can tell she isn’t hiding it either.

“Ok, spit it out.. you didn’t just come here to pass along fatherly advice, and exchange pleasantries.”

“Mcginnis says we have a ghost problem. But i’m not so sure. It seems to..” Bruce pauses searching for the right words “high school to be a real ghost.”

“What do you want me to do? Play high school?” She crosses her arms and leans against one of the walls

“That might be a good idea.. Mcginnis does need someone out there who I trust helping him learn the ropes.”

Clover sighs “My guy.. I was joking, I'm not going back to school. Last time it was kinda a hellhole.”

“I’m sure it gets lonely here..” Bruce says

“One; that was out of pocket, two; Jason visits quite often ok?” she pauses “I know what you're doing.. I quite enjoy my simple life I've carved for myself so why don’t you stop trying to carve your dick into it.” She glares her green eyes turning a bright blue for a moment

“It would be good to get to know your peers.” He continues to push her buttons

“Oh yeah, like I'll be able to connect with a bunch of teens who were just sperm when I started my haunt.” She rolls her eyes

“It would be nice to have an inside man. Dont adult actors play teens all the time?” He questions.

She sighs, “If you stop nagging I’ll give you one week. When we get this figured out and I'm back in this graveyard. If you make me stay any longer I swear I will make good on my threat.”

Bruce just nods then sticks out his hand for a handshake, clover grasps it tightly “Death.. I can’t believe that worked..” She balls up her fist and hits it to her forehead.

[notafraidofredyellowandblue]

Rammblings Nijmegen 2024-06-18

The Show (part 1)

- I LOVED the concert! ❤️❤️ I loved every song on the setlist, loved the band, loved the big screens, loved the band, loved the pyro, loved the lighting, loved the band, loved the fancam (especially the guy and girl flashing their chest 😄), and did i mention i loved the band? ❤️❤️

- From what i usually browse after a show on social media the focus is mostly on the visuals, but men! does this band have good music! There isn't a song i don't like on that whole setlist.

- at first everybody on the tribunes was pretty quiet, because of the rain many stayed in the food and drinks area until Rammstein started and then were cold and wet, but i was in one of the top rows and had the fortune of having a couple of people around (all Germans, Nijmegen is pretty close to Germany too) who were dancing along which was great fun 🥰 so we had a great overview over the entire venue and all the people in it

- i don't know if it was cold on stage too, it was probably wet enough, but the band didn't show it. True professionals giving it their all, and getting the audience excited, each on their own side of the stage, so everyone in the audience has someone from the band looking at their side, and when f.i. Till walks over to Richard's side, Richard moves to the middle to be in touch with the audience there; these guys know what they are doing 🥰

- Liked the supporting act Abelard well enough, as i really enjoy the piano versions of the songs anyway, but they played at the most rainy part of the evening and had difficulty getting the crowd behind them (not for lack of enthusiasm of the ladies); think i was the only one who applauded after a song (didn't stop me doing it 😊). I do get what some here said a while ago, that 'no supporting act' would be an option too, indeed the pre-pre-show music from Rammstein with bits of older music videos was quite good as a warming up too, and i got to hear some of my favorite songs like Mutter and Frühling in Paris through that, so that made me happy 🥰 But when Abelard finished the crowd was growing and we even cheered on the drum soundcheck (i assume by Schneider's backliner Rossi Rossberg).

- My seat was unfortunately right behind one of the towers which blocked my view of center stage a lot, so i couldn't really see Till and Schneider that well 🥺 fortunately Till moves around on stage quite a lot (and is ofcourse often on the big screens) so that helped, but Schneider i think i only saw at the boats and at the bows/salut. Even from the seats i could tell Schneider was enjoying the crowd boating, and i loved how sparkly Flake was in the boat (Paul and Olli's boat was right behind them, but Richard's took a while, for a second i feared he had skipped the boating and walked back with Till 😊) Till was back just in time to help Schneider and Flake out, although they probably don't need it, they are very skilled by now 😊

[pumpkin-spike18]

✨Weekly Progress #47✨

On time for two weeks in a row, I'm on a roll!! (holy cow that rhyme sucks...)

To start off, I do want to note that my commissions are closing in 3 days! You can find more information on my pinned post. I will not be taking on new work with clients that haven't been discussed prior to 12/1.

Demon Prince doodles

Fin all sprites for fangame (5.5/5.5)

Initial Winter Jam pose keyframes

Lined Winter Jam animation character frames

Starlight Meets the City Lights

This Winter Jam, we bring to you the heartwarming story of an alien crash landing in NYC in the middle of winter.

Starlight Meets the City Lights is an ambitiously cinematic indie visual novel that will be releasing in January 2025! Just look at what the team has accomplished so far!

(Looks like bsky videos don't preview here on tumblr, pretty please click the links to take a look? 🥺 I promise it's really pretty!! 🌠)

And of course, a preview of my part in this! It's the first time I've worked on such a large animation.

Initial attempts:

There's a surprising lot to think about for animation. Anatomy, physics, consistency... I'm still learning so I'm telling myself it won't be perfect... But I'll be as perfect as I can be!! 🎃

Soft Sapporo Fall

Here's a preview of the sprites I made for a Golden Kamuy fangame! Many artists participated in this project and you'll be able to see a lot of really incredible art and love put into this game!

(Usami terrified me as I drew him...)

[paleangels13]

Made second row as expected. But I got the spot I hoped for (left/middle) so it's okay, I hope this will be good 🥺

[tutyayilmazz]

so, MÅNESKIN in torino

first off I'm so grateful that i got to see them again, 10 months after verona 🥺 they are beasts on the stage, everything they play goes a thousand times harder live and their energy reaches every corner of the room (apparently expect the people in my row who literally sat through most of the show?? they only really stood up for zitti e buoni and coraline etc. which are of course highlights but i don't understand how can you sit through such a high energy LOUD AF gig. my feet were aching from 2 days of sightseeing and still i jumped to my feet the moment they started)

don't wanna sleep is PERFECT to start the show, i was waiting so much to hear it live and it's amazing and the red curtain drop is so cool

when they play zitti e buoni it's like being transported back to may 2021 and first discovering them, that song will always be special

own my mind is one of my english favorites from rush and for good reason, the heavier instrumentation is excellent

coraline is a fucking journey no matter how many times you listen to it, what a song, so glad to hear it live again

baby said is definitely deserving its rising attention, so fun to dance along to

bla bla bla is obviously made for the stage and it does work i looove the ending and damiano was crowdsurfing during the last "ha ha haha haha ha"s, looked so fun

i'm so glad they kept in nome del padre on the setlist, the final instrumentals are some of my absolute favorite things the power trio plays!! ❤️

as much as for the complaints about beggin from both sides it's hard to imagine they'll ever not play it considering how enjoyable it is with a whole crowd dancing, i don't ever listen to it but live it does the job I'm afraid

even a song that i don't have much special liking of like timezone is absolutely ROARING live

for your love live my beloved <3 though i gotta say thomas's solo in verona was better, felt more psychedelic than the one here

then a new intro to gasoline and FIIIRE though at first it seemed like damiano's microphone was trying and failing to light up but it did during the middle

they did the acoustic torna a casa and vent'anni they also did in verona and as beautiful as they are like that, it also makes me wish they were the "full" versions instead 🙈

same for amandoti but i DEFINITELY wasn't expecting them to play it so i appreciate it very much

intros with ethan and vic <333

and IWBYS live is the fun thing in the world honestly, that jumping on damiano's count is an incredible energy 🤩

la fineee it felt like the first time i was listening to it in the middle of the night and having those feelings wash over me

feel is also way more harder live and interactive with damiano having us "practice" the daaa-da-da-da-da-duh at first

AND MARK CHAPMAN AAAAH i love this so fucking much I'm so happy they played it, it's a culmination of all their prowess imo 😍 i have no idea what thomas was doing with his mouth but it was amazing

i wanna be a kool kid on stage so bad too 😭 it looked so much fun though there weren't too many people. fortunately no one was shoving a phone into their faces and it's just amazing to see vic surrounded by all these girls everyone having the time of their life

the 5 min solo thomas does before the loneliest is INCREDIBLE i would kiss his hands for it. also the ending ofc though i still think that solo works better for le parole lontane, either way just wonderful music 🥰

and IWBYS to close off 😭 I'm already missing it ❤‍🩹

[thnksfrthmmrs]

IM ALMOST LATE BUT ITS BC I WAS WORKING V HARD TO CURATE THIS AESTHETICALLY. 💜🩷❤️🧡💛HAPPY KELL LOVES TIANA SATURDAY!!💛🧡❤️🩷💜 i'm gonna let the lovingly selected codyrhodeys and the gentle reminders speak for themselves tonight. may this upcoming week treat you as kindly and generously as you always deserve, and may you wake up every morning with the knowledge that knowing you has changed my life in all the greatest ways! i cherish you. ☺️✨

listen i love you so much but you can’t just show me images of cody looking like that and expect me to be normal. i need him to punch me in the face and [redacted]

but also the middle row specifically made me go wahhhh 🥺 i really do love you so much. my life is so much better because of you and i can’t imagine what my life would be without you or who i’d be without you 😭😭😭🩷

i hope anyone who reads these asks we send each other knows what it’s like to have a friend like you, because i don’t think there’s anything better than really feeling like you fit and belong with someone. i love growing with you and i love YOU (and i just went and made myself emotional. 🥺🫶🥺)

[izuku-sevilla]

Sevi's Crazy week off :P (English Assignment)

April 5th - 6th

I'm starting my day by the wrong foot waking up late and a bit lazy.

I'm taking a shower and eating breakfast.

As today I'm going to the beach.

(I honestly don't like going to the beach I'm more of a mountain kinda guy XD but!!! I like eating as much as I can)

Its being a very sunny. hahaha more than I like :P but very exiting nonetheless.

I'm here with all my family.

I'm enjoying the view. I'm talking a walk over the sand and the moon about me it's beautiful, very captivating.

It`s DINNNNNNER TIME UWU 🤪

its all crazy here food its really tasty.

I'm singing karaoke 🎤 like a mad man (my dad is recoding a video but im not gonna show it XD )

In the exterior I'm exploding with emotion and energy. But in the inside, I'm dying hahahah I hate very complicated crowded situations T_T

We are heading to our rooms! Its time to relax but I have other plans.

Im playing with my boyfriend online a very cool game we like! It's call Warzone. It is a a strategy game!

Sometimes I win sometimes he wins is very funny. Becase we are very competitive guys! XD

Today nothing to exciting happened today.

I'm just driving back home with my family.

April 7th - 8th

we are waking up late XD, we were supposed to wake up at 6am now its 9 hahahhahah!

We are driving to La Palma, Chalatenango! A beautiful little town hidden on the north peaks of El Salvador!

I'm eating some torrejas 🥺 they are so nice and so sweet! My aunt made them last night.

We all are walking on the park, the church is next to us. Im eating some traditional "carreton" Ice Cream🍨 🍦

we sit down. and I'm drawing a couple of sketches of these last few days! for my next week English class! We have to write a blog :P

I'm seeing around to get a view of things to be inspired. I observe the clock tower on the middle of the park... I thought I funny joke (that will be censored over here XD)

I'm doing a self-portrait of myself too!

Me and my aunt, we are coming back home we are a bit to tired...

But my parents stayed. The are walking the "santo entierro" Holy Burial!

We are starting another day! this time very good :P

Im eatting more torrejas UwU, And we are heading out!

We are visiting a new place around called! Las Pergolas de San Ignacio! Its wow beautiful! So beautiful its packed full so we are not getting lunch here >n<

We are driving to the small town Citala that's next to the border with Honduras!

There's is a beaty beautiful colonial church here.

We are not having luck today nothing to eat here XD so we are heading back to La Palma and eating here! and in the restaurant was this mural made by the locals inspired by the style of Fernando Jortt that was the biggest exponent of this style he introduced to this region.

But we as always are running against the clock XD. We are heading back to San Salvador becase I got tickets to the Cine :P

We are sitting down in the middle row! Im full of excitement!

WE ARE WATCHING THE SUPER MARIO MOVIE UWU

It is a very very good movie!!! and well my favorite character was Bowser. 😳👉👈 and he is a very fine /////7////7///// character *cof cof*

And that was it all my vacations! I'm just resting, to recover after a lot of things done :P

[emeraldbabygirl]

These were more moodboards where I edited them cause I wanted like a pink tint so I just dicked around til I liked them. Also I made the pics on the first one the second row the first one and last one at the top row in the middle Found the pics and edited words over them uwu I really like it 🥺💞💞

[hms-tardimpala]

Catching up on Raw 30/9/24

I can dig Jey Uso, but I'm decidedly not a fan of the yeet gimmick.

Oh, Bron Breakker face turn? Either way, this was a nice display of fair play. I liked that.

Is it just because I'm not a native english speaker and I don't hear it right, or is Xavier Woods' name really pronounced "Axavier"?

I'm really looking forward to Raw going to Netflix, if that will put an end to commercial breaks in the middle of matches. Hate that.

Oh nooooo I'm so sorry, Rey! And Xavier looked so sorry he pulled the mask off too 🥺 I'm all for Xavier winning some matches, but not like that. It's like he can do nothing right lately, poor dear.

I'm Shayna Baszler scowling at Sonia's hand on her shoulder. No-unauthorized-contact-butch energy. I think she's my favorite in the PFC.

"This referee understandably distracted" no??? The pretense that referees have never seen a wrestling is the thing that annoys me in kayfabe. It's so frustrating!

The Braun/Bronson monster movie clip is goofy as fuck but once again I love it, it's spot on. Wrestling is supposed to be fun!

So I've already watched the Punk and McIntyre promo and blogged about it, so I won't say much more (or...), but man. The cage coming down! Such drama!

"To get to saturday, we have to make it through tonight" very stressed Raw manager Adam Pearce taking it one day at a time, good for him 😆

I'm happy they repainted the cage, I didn't like the red one.

Nice to see Punk can climb the cage a little.

Oh he looks so fucking good tonight. Oh my.

Now Drew doesn't do it for me physically most of the time, but the tux and hair are gorgeous.

I won't say again what I've said this morning. The promos are very good. I'm eating this up. What I will reiterate is that this feud achieved two things: 1) it gave me confidence in CM Punk after his return to WWE, 2) it got me to like Drew McIntyre.

"Wade, there is nowhere else to go here" yep I agree 100%, Joe. They built this story and escalated the feud in such a way that it cannot end anywhere but in a Hell in a Cell. There are no bridges left, they've all been burned, no more discussion possible.

R-Truth is a ray of sunshine in Raw, it is indeed good to have him back 🥰

They don't have to do much to make me hate the Judgment Day, I really hate the constant interference in matches. I hate cheating.

I want an intergender match between Rhea Ripley and Dominik Mysterio, even though it'll never happen.

Ugh American Made. Do we have to? 😓

Cool english-japanese Damage CTRL address. I like how politely they went about it "We are challenging you to a title match." bam wham thank you ma'am.

Oh Xavier. What are you doing Xavier. I'm with you anyway, but what.

Happy to see the Awesome Truth in the ring! But what is Karrion Kross doing...

WHAT THE FUCK MIZ. HOW DARE YOU. I HATE THIS BASTARD.

Someone hug R-Truth please 😢🥺

Bronson Reed and Braun Strowman understood the assignmen, wow. I hope that guy in the front row is okay though.

"Not, not Pearce!" Yes Pearce!

What a huge fun mess! The ring collapsing was expected, but this is just so much fun.

Aww Bronson lost, too bad. But Seth is back, and I'm willing to see more of him.

[love-and-books320]

cringe vent post ig? Like literally pointless ranting to the void stuff

this really has nothing to do with anything but that’s the majority of what I post anyway. So I went on this school trip with about 25-ish kids. I’m pretty much friends with all of them but closer with some than others. It was great trip and I honestly had so much fun.

the plane ride back was open seating, But we were a late boarding group and there weren’t that many options. I sat in the very back row next to this guy, let’s call him A. He’s super nice and a good friend but I’m not at all interested in him.

then, this other guy, let’s call him L, asked if he could sit with us and obviously we said yes. L was going on the school trip with us and I’ve known him for years. I, like most girls who know him, used to have a very embarrassing and obvious crush on him. He’s one of those guys. I’m pretty sure he knew that I liked him lmao. I’m way over it now bc I’m not about to be a groupie for any boy. And also, he’s nice but he’s not very smart or considerate. Like, he’s not mean, ever, but he’s one of those guys that’s popular and careless ig. And he’s kinda a player. Or tries to be

anyway bc we were in the back row of the plane he had some trouble getting to his seat(I was in the aisle and A was in the window seat) so I offered to move to the middle seat. I would honestly do this for anyone bc I don’t rlly care about my own discomfort as long as other people are happy lmao. Also, both A and L are superrrrr tall and I’m pretty short so it just made sense.

then L was like “oh I didn’t know you meant that 🥺” when he realized I took the middle seat for him which was sweet. Then I just kinda settled in and ignore them.

it was a really late flight so I was exhausted and trying not to fall asleep. But I was like fuck it so I realaxed and closed my eyes.

and then my dumb fucking brain was like “oooh what if you fell asleep and your head was on L’s shoulder” and even tho I didn’t and still don’t like him I was like oooh cute. I don’t like L but I can admit he’s a lot cuter than A and just more preferable for cute moments idkkkk

and I so kinda completely aware of my actions subconsciously started leaning my head toward him. And I turned my head the other way a few times too so I wasn’t obvious lol. I wasn’t totally asleep, I was aware, but I was very sleepy and pretty much seemed alseep to everyone else. anyway my head never fully hit his shoulder but it was like lightly resting on it for a bit and it was nice. Honestly idk if he even noticed. He was playing some game on his phone and leaned forward a few time to lock in ig but then leaned back and seemed to like it be fine with it idk.

I still don’t like him and looking back on this I cringe so bad but he was just warm and I just wanna be loved and held and cherished not by him ugh but like by someone I wanna feel safe with someone and not be embarrassed I wanna be lovedddd

[blemiria]

Midsummer Flowers

Thank you to Shrimp for the nlpt brainworms, I hope I didn't butcher the characters too badly 🥺

Centaurea had a routine. She would wake up, wash her face, eat some toast, then bike to work. The numbness of abandoning her life plans wearing off, the panic of trying to find a job without even a diploma calming down over the years, she’s just numb. The quiet sound of the windchimes through the store’s windowpane, the rustling of leaves as she spends another quiet day tending the cash register.

Nobody comes around during the middle of the day; she was in a store in the middle of nowhere of a small town, during work hours. She often used it as an opportunity to hole up in a little corner she made for herself at the register and read the new books that came in.

Oh the new detective novel I heard everyone talking about is out she thought, pulling a copy out of the shelf to dig into for the day.

As she sat down on the cushion she got for her corner, the sound of the door opening brought her attention back to work, standing upright immediately.

“Hi, welcome! Please ask me if you have any questions.” Her customer service voice practiced and perfected by now, she greeted the customer. A blonde girl, around her age, walking in with a bag slung around her shoulder. Oh she’s cute.

“Hey, thanks, can you point me to the fantasy section?” Her voice deeper than Centaurea expected, nearly catching her off guard before she gathered herself in a split second.

“Mmh, yeah it’s to the right, it’s in the second row of bookshelves.”

“Alright! Thanks, don’t let me bother you cutie.”

Cutie? Who? looking around briefly, Centaurea realized who she was referring to.

“Me?” She asked.

“Yeah, I’ll be back in a bit!” Her blonde hair disappearing behind the books, Centaurea could hear the quiet sounds of books being pulled in and out of shelves. The small creak of the used books showing their age as time slowed to a standstill for her.

*Was she flirting with me? Or is she just nice to others like that?* Centaurea puzzled. Her book untouched at the corner of her cashier.

“Hey.” Sliding a stack of knight novels onto the table, Centaurea started checking the prices one by one. Lifting the second book off the stack a small note fell down into her palm.

Hey you’re cute, I wanna see you again, when do you work here? And nod if it’s ok for me to drop by. Blinking twice as she reached for the next book, Centaurea found herself saying, “ I work mon-thu and sat from 8-4, and yeah it wouldn’t be a bother if you came by.”

She really was flirting huh. Centaurea thought.

“Yess, okay, I’ll be back around. Thank you. Goodbye.”

Coming in just as fast as she left, Centaurea saw the blonde hair billowing around the corner.

I wonder if this is the start of something exciting. She thought to herself. Feeling the numbness subside just enough to feel the sunlight dance on her cheek.

Bringing herself back to reality, she flipped open the book. It’s not like anyone really came around the store anyways. Killing her time immersed in the novel she idly waves hello as some of the regulars dropped by.

“Hey Centy, have you got the new knitting magazines?” One of her aunt’s friends asked.

“Yep, in the usual spot.” She said putting the book down as the now golden sunlight reflected the blonde heroine on the cover. Valiantly leading the other characters forward despite herself being kind of a dummy in many ways.

“Thanks! I’ll be just a second.” Her practiced motions ducking out of view, Centaurea eyed the clock. *10 to 7. I’ll be off soon.*

“Alright, this will be all for today.” The older lady said, handing the magazine over to Centaurea.

“Here you go, thanks, I’ll see you later! Have a nice day!” Waving off the customer, she locked the door behind her. I’ll get home at seven thirty today, the girl is coming back tomorrow. Maybe I should surprise her with a note?

Shuttering all the curtains, leaving the store she hops back onto her bike. Her path paved with moonlight as a gentle breeze combs her hair.

What should I write? Hey you’re cute- no too cringe. Hey thank you for coming around more of- no who am I?

Reaching a bridge waiting for a train to cross Centaurea pulled out her phone.

Flirting… tips… 101…

Faced with a wall of articles she quickly skims them for ideas.

Oh. None of these are useful. Oh well. Closing her phone she decides to just write whatever she wants. After all its better than whatever is on the internet apparently.

Maybe if I say something like, hey you’re also pretty cute. Wanna get coffee?

Finally getting home, she threw her bag into the closet. Quickly setting down at her desk while a meal bakes in the oven. The lamplight reflecting off of her fountain pen she obsessively writes and rewrites the note. Tossing it over small spelling mistakes as her nerves settle in.

“Oh, this is the last one.” She carefully put pen to paper. Slowly and methodically writing out each letter of the short two sentence note she finishes it successfully. Folding the paper in half she tucks it into her bag as she finally digs into dinner.

Another day comes by, the sun rises on Thursday as she gets up. It was the last day of work for her this week so she groggily pulled herself out of bed.

“Ugh one more day.” Just like her routine, every week on the last day of work everything is just a bit more miserable. Barely getting breakfast in before she bikes to the store, she checks to make sure her note was still where she left it.

*Okay good. Still there.*

Not picking up a book this time, she waits. The sun starts to shine in, rays of light illuminating sections of a bookshelf at a time as she waits. A slow morning, who would come by at 10 am on a Thursday?

Just as she was thinking this the door creaks open, the blonde girl from yesterday comes in and looks around for a quick second. Seeing Centaurea she immediately stops by the cashier, saying, “there you are! Sorry I forgot to introduce myself, I’m Margaret, how would you like to be referred to?”

Yours but, she stuffs that idea down out of sight, replying, “Centaurea is fine.”

“Thats a nice name! Do you work here?”

Huh…, “yeah I do. My aunt owns the place, why do you ask?”

“Oh just would be nice to know a consistent spot I could visit to see you. It helps that it’s a bookstore too I love fantasy.”

“Oh.” Centaurea fiddled with her hair, habitually distracting herself as she twirled a strand around her index finger feeling it pull against her finger as the hair is pulled taut, slicing through the ray of sun shining on her, “you know I exist outside of the store right? You don’t have to just come here to see me.” Nearl leaned against the counter, keeping herself upright with her arms as she leaned in saying, “Are you asking me to come see you outside of work too?”

Quietly blushing, Centaurea hands her note over, hiding her face with her palm. She didn’t intend on handing it over so soon, expecting there to be less action and that she could just slip it inside of Nearl’s bag when she leaves. 

Having some tact, Nearl turns around, her ponytail bouncing away as she pulled back into the fantasy section. A small yippee could be heard from the front of the store as Centaurea buried her face deeper into her palms. Oh god what is she going to do. Centaurea thought as she saw Margaret emerge with a small novel, her note pressed against the book.

“Okay, here just this for now. When’s your shift done today?”

“5, why?” Centaurea feigned ignorance, preferring to assume that the note never happened at all as Nearl put the novel in Centaurea’s hands.

“Alright! There’s a cafe nearby, I’ll be waiting for you outside of the store when your shift is over.” She said, leaving the note behind as she left the door giving Centaurea a quick wink.

“Wait you forgot the note-” Centaurea started only for Margaret to be already well on her way out of earshot by the time she mentioned it. 

Turning it over she saw a small scribble, I’ll bring you flowers! Hope you have a vase at home.

“Are you kidding me.” 

She wasn’t kidding. Centaurea finished her shift and clocked out, letting her aunt this time take over minding the store as she was greeted by Margaret right outside, in plain view of her aunt still with the flowers.

“Hey! Was work okay?” Margaret asked, handing the flowers over, letting Centaurea carry them.

“Yeah it was fine,” Centaurea let Margaret’s hand hold hers as she tucked the bouquet of white and red under her arm. The scent of lily wafting over her as she followed Margaret to the cafe.

“Do you know where you’re gonna put these?” Margaret asked.

“Hmm I don’t know, you seem to know your flowers, why don’t you show me some nice places to put them later?” Centaurea said, tugging on Margaret’s hands slightly.

The two entered the cafe, grabbing a small coffee as they found a seat just outside in the shade of a tree.

“So, tell me a bit about yourself.” Centaurea asked, letting the flowers rest in her lap. Their drinks barely touched as Margaret settled into her seat.

“Oh! Right I never introduced myself huh, I’m a second year anthropology major at the local university. I was killing time on an off day and just so happened to drop by your store. Now tell me about yourself.” Margaret took a sip, her eyes never leaving the smaller girl.

“Oh, uh, I’m just an employee at the shop, I dropped out of high school and am helping my aunt. I get by fine enough.”

“Aww, did something happen?” Margaret asked, her eyes not hiding any of her pity.

Centaurea hated it. She let out a sigh, her walls creeping back in as she replied, “No it’s just. Things. Sorry.” She started to get up, tucking the flower under her shoulder.

“Wait. Sorry I was insensitive, do you still want me to show you some good spots to put the flowers?” Margaret asked, the pity gone as she grabbed one of Centaurea’s hands.

I hate that it worked on me. Centaurea looked away, finding eye contact too stimulating, “Yeah.”

The two walked in silence, hand in hand, the entire way back to Centaurea’s small apartment. The occasional glance from Margaret, the gentle pursing of her lips, the gentle squeezes. None of it went unnoticed from Centaurea but she tried to ignore it. It was too hard to reciprocate after the mood she found creeping into her psyche.

The quiet hum of the powerlines, birds flying over them casting soft shadows against the spot where their hands were touching. *I should say something.* Centaurea thought, the pressure starting to make her crumple as the ding of the elevator breaks up the sound just slightly. Their hands still together, they entered the elevator. The quiet sounds of salarymen coming home being heard just beyond the metal door of the elevator, the quiet mechanical hum of the gears turning were just enough for Centaurea to latch onto before she got home.

“Your place is nice.” Margaret said, looking around in the hall as she let Centaurea open the door for her.

The mechanical sensation of the lock numb in Centaurea’s hand she looks at the other girl, “It’s okay. I don’t hate it at least.”

“Oh yeah?” Margaret steps forward, gently coaxing the bouquet out of Centaruea’s hand, looking around asking, “Do you have a vase anywhere?”

“Mh in the drawer let me get it one second,” she disappeared behind a door. Lingering a bit as she tried to collect herself, *she means well. I shouldn’t expect her to be able to immediately understand.* She thought to herself letting the vase sink into her palm. She walks out moments later. Perhaps a bit too long. She thinks seeing the look on Margaret’s face; she looks a bit concerned. Worried.

“I’m fine.” She says, not sure if even she was convinced of that as she rinsed out the inside of the vase, wiping down the outer shell.

“You sure?” Centaurea hears the footsteps behind her, the feeling of Margaret’s hand on her shoulder gently holding her, “I know that I was flirting with you before but I don’t want to be a nuisance, I’d rather become someone you can lean on than just a flirt.” She said, gently picking the clean vase out of her hand and setting it down on a windowsill. Placing the flowers in it removing the ribbon, carefully adjusting the foliage and textural flowers so it sits perfectly in the sun.

“Sure. Whatever.” Centaurea said, looking away. The sound of cicadas filling the expanse between them.

“Do you want me to leave?”

“You don’t have to.”

With a sigh, Margaret laid down on the couch, letting her arm hang as she looked over, “I’ll stay until you feel better then.” A brief pause. “I’m sorry, you must have your circumstances, I won’t pry. Not until you’re ready.”

“Thanks.” Centaurea found herself walking over, gently climbing on top of Margaret, laying against her. The summer heat sticking the two together as she sunk against the heat.

With an amused tone, Margaret chuckled, “someone’s getting comfortable”

Again refusing to meet her gaze, Centaurea murmured, “shut up I know you would like this.”

“Thank you.” Margaret sits up slightly. Angling both of them slightly as Centaurea’s head now facing directly with the blondes, her silky platinum hair draping the sides of their head like a curtain.

Gently, with a hand, Margaret pushes the hair out of Centaurea’s view. Her palm resting against Centaurea’s cheek, their gazes meet.

Closer than ever before, their breath mixing, her hand’s warm. Centaurea thinks while she lets Margaret pull her in.

Their lips grazing each other at first, before Centaurea lets gravity do the hard part, she lowers her elbows to fall even deeper against Margaret. She feels a hand on her back, not touching her butt, but just high enough that she still feels it in the base of her spine when Margaret pulls her torso flush with hers.

Gently she lets the kiss deepen. Gently she pulls back, her eyes opening slowly greeted by the amber irises of Margaret.

Smiling, she says, “hey, you taste good.”

A dry smile forms on Centaurea’s lips, her voice trapped, she whispers, “but did you have to keep your eyes open the entire time?”

“No.”

“Margaret.”

“Okay fine. I wanted to see you up close even more, I wanted to soak it in.”

“Idiot.” Centaurea lay there, already forgotten what put her in the bad mood to begin with as she felt her heartbeat line up with Margaret’s. Quietly, finding her voice slowly, she asked, “am I still going to see you more in the bookstore?”

“Of course.”

“It’s pretty boring in that area.”

“Really? You’re around though, it’s enough for me.”

She’s so embarrassing. Centaurea thought, glad that her face was now resting against her collarbone so as to hide her blush.

“You know,” Margaret began, “maybe I’ll get into some literary magazines. I’ll have a reason to come by regularly then.” 

Margaret sat up, gently scooping Centaurea so that she was now seated on her lap, her head sitting just above Margaret’s. Looking up for the first time she continued, “There’s also so many books to read, and a nice cafe nearby. I think I wouldn’t mind being around somewhere so ‘boring’.”

Leaning upwards, pushing her face gently towards Centaurea she tries to kiss her only for Centaurea to pause her with a finger to her lip.

“Alright you win,” Centaurea rests her hand against the inside of Margaret’s elbow, “you can come by more, but I still have some things to do tonight, and don’t you have school work to handle?”

“You’re right. I’ll see you tomorrow then?” Margaret gave Centaurea’s back a quick squeeze before getting up from the couch.

“Yeah, sure, fine.” Centaurea said, her words contrasting the blush and shyness in her body language.

“Okay! See you tomorrow.” Unfazed, Margaret gave her a quick wave before leaving the apartment.

The next day began as usual. Centaurea’s routine went unchanged, she got out of bed, washed her face, ate some toast, and biked to work. The sun shone through the leaves, the shadows dancing on her face as the flowers bloomed a bit brighter than usual. 

The gentle swaying of the windchime adding a shimmer to her life, she sat behind the register reading once again. Passing the time on another summer day, by herself, waiting for someone to come by.

“Hey.” Margaret opened the door, a small clink in her bag as she walked. She took out a glass soda bottle, a small note taped over its logo, she tapped the cold bottle against Centaurea’s cheek.

“Hey, thanks.” Centaurea took the bottle, gently peeling off the note she took a drink reading it: take a break? Margaret’s neat handwriting with the little heart at the end making Centaurea laugh as she got up from her seat, setting the bottle down as she took Margaret’s outstretched hand and disappeared with her into the fantasy aisle.

“Do you want to taste my drink?” Margaret asked as they stood, flipping through old books.

“Sure.” 

Margaret took a big gulp, gently pushing Centaurea against a shelf and quickly bringing their lips together before she could fully realize what was happening. Margaret’s eyes were closed this time, as Centaurea felt her lips open letting the drink in. Briefly melting against the other girl’s lips, Margaret pulled back gasping.

“God it’s so warm what the fuck Margaret.”

Laughing, Margaret just hands Centaurea the bottle, letting her properly take a quick sip of the cold drink.

“See? it tastes pretty good doesn’t it.”

Letting her head fall against Margaret’s shoulder while she moves on checking out a novel, she sighs, “Yeah. It does.”