#i usually spend like..2-6 hours on each piece

[maxillo]

Devius Ex Machina OST - Exdeviant

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Why You Should Try Eureka: Investigative Urban Fantasy Part 7: Excellent Time-Keeping Mechanics Keep the Pressure On

This is part 7 of a multi-part series of posts about the awesome features of Eureka: Investigative Urban Fantasy, in no particular order.

Find the earlier parts here:

Part 1 Link: We Worked Hard on It!

Part 2 Link: It's Easy to Learn!

Part 3 Link: It's Easy to GM!

Part 4 Link: It's Easy to GM and Supports Narrative and Roleplay!

Part 5 Link: It Revolutionizes Investigation and Mystery Solving in TTRPGs

Part 6 Link: PCs are Not Just Mystery Solving Automatons

In previous parts, I mentioned time pressure and how this can push PCs to miss out on meals or sleep in order to solve the mystery before it’s too late. Well here’s the mechanic for that, the Ticking Clock.

Timekeeping in TTRPGs as always been a hassle, since the movement of in-game time will never line-up to real-time.

The Ticking Clock mechanic was made to solve this issue and create a hassle-free way to measure time passing.

Eureka gameplay goes through Scenes. One “Scene” is (usually) when the PCs go somewhere and do something at that location.

The Ticking Clock divides days and nights up into “Ticks.” Each day is 10 Ticks and each Night is 10 Ticks. 1 Tick is not equivalent to any real-world unit of time, it is a story-centric form of timekeeping.

Whether the investigators spend 2 minutes or 2 hours in a particular Scene, each Scene takes 1 Tick by default, but many things within a Scene can cause it to eat up additional Ticks. Travel, eating, and sleeping in particular eat up a lot of Ticks, but Ticks can also be lost to bad skill checks.

For instance, if the PCs have to go through a whole mountain of documents to find one piece of important information, then there will probably be a Paperwork skill check.

Full Success: They’re able to find it right away. (And gain 1 Investigation Point)

Partial Success: They do find it, but it takes them a long time digging through all the files. They lose 1 more Tick this Scene. (And gain 2 Investigation Points)

Failure: The overlook it and *don’t* find it, even after pouring over the files for what seems like forever. They lose 1 more Tick this Scene. (And gain 3 Investigation Points)

If they have 4 days to find the killer before he strikes again, that means they have 80 Ticks to do it in, and will become that much more desperate as the clock ticks down, so to speak.

[crimson-kisses]

Ok umm. Yandere god Canada, America, Russia, Austria, Germany, and France with a nature Goddess reader.

🤡💧anon ~

Technically, I have already done this ask in a way so this will only contain some drabbles!! Hope you liked it. Austria is a new one, tho!

Warning: Contains usual yandere themes, toxic relationships and the like.

Other works related to the au [post 1 || post 2 || post 3 || post 4 || post 5 || post 6]

Tangled vines

Canada || Matthew Williams 🇨🇦

Sitting atop a grassy hill, surrounded by vibrant blooming flowers, Matthew watches you with an admiring gaze. The calmness you give off brings a sense of peace to his soul, and he could spend hours simply observing your serene demeanor.

However, beneath your calm exterior, a storm rages within. Containing your seething fury, you make a decision not to show Matthew the extent of your anger. He had held you captive, subjecting you to his relentless beasts—creatures both mortal and immortal, magical and fierce.

His mighty wolves encircle you, seeking solace and warmth, as if yearning for a mother's touch. But you are far from their mother, yet you dare not push them away, lest you lose half of your body.

While your injuries may heal, the pain would prove burdensome, and that is the last thing you desire.

Matthew has succeeded in breaking your spirit through fear, ensuring your submission to his will. Meanwhile, delicate creatures flutter around you, drawn to the beauty of the blossoming flowers, as if inviting them into an embrace.

Sitting on the hill, you keenly sense Matthew's loving gaze upon you, his watchful eyes drinking in every detail of your presence.

"Your presence brings me a tranquility I haven't felt in eons,"

He murmurs, walking closer to where you sit, his hands clasped behind his back. He stalks towards you, paying no mind to the flowers crushed under his boots as he positions himself besides you. In his outstretched palm, a delicate butterfly finds solace.

His eyes, a shade of soothing lavender, gaze at you with a glint of delight. He reaches out, intertwining his fingers with yours, binding them tightly together. The fluttering creatures find respite around both of you, creating a delicate barrier.

You manage to suppress a shudder at his words, a bitter irony lingering in your mind. For he has brought you nothing but misfortune after misfortune. Trapped in this place, guarded by unfathomable creatures, you find yourself drained and wearied. His clinginess, has only soured over time, leaving you with a distaste that grows stronger with each passing moment.

At the very least, he hasn’t taken you far away from your domain.

America || Alfred F Jones 🇺🇸

The palace of the divine king stood in all its splendor, a spectacular sight of celestial marble adorned with magnificent statues. Pearls of various kinds adorned every corner, while golden rings encircled the ceilings, creating an ambiance fit for the heavens.

Yet, for you, it was a personal hell.

Alfred had positioned you on his lap, gripping you tightly as he attended to his duties and other matters, leaving you unable to attend to your own responsibilities. Your connection to your own domain felt distant, slipping through your fingers like sand.

There was no solace to be found within these walls.

But of course, Alfred was busy with showcasing you, parading you around, while purposely disregarding your legitimate concerns. It often felt as if he intentionally sought to provoke you, to ignite his wrath within you.

Perhaps that was exactly what he desired.

There is no piece or a leaf of your domain to be found near his castle, his territory, his domain, because his insufferable pride wouldn’t let that happen anytime soon. Instead, he to claim you as his, not as an another immortal being, but his wife, his woman, his lover. That’s the only identity you ought to have in his eyes.

Except for the garden, a sprawling expanse adorned with lush nature, you were forbidden to enter without his presence by your side. He would lead you beneath the thick foliage of the trees, that’s where he pleased you as he so wished, over and over again, until he was satisfied. The flowers bloomed with an ardent passion, glistening with dewdrops that adorned the garden like delicate jewels. It was a place solely dedicated to your pleasure, a sanctuary of sensory delights.

As if he was saying without telling, that even in this sanctuary you cannot have solace or peace without him by your side.

His hands were now inching towards your thighs, the dress slipping away smooth as milk as goosebumps raised on your skin, he stared at you with a lustful gaze, sitting between your naked thighs.

"It’s always a pleasure to be on my knees for you".

Russia || Ivan Brangisky 🇷🇺

He was more than aware that the frigidness of his domain did not suit you well and often clashed with the climate of your domain. Frost clung to your delicate skin, causing you to tremble ever so slightly in the face of the biting cold breeze.

He inhaled softly through his nose, a smile slowly spreading across his lips as he imagined you snugly wrapped in his coat, finding warmth and comfort within its embrace.

Sadly, you had politely refused.

Ivan set a steaming bowl of hot soup before you, urging you to partake as he settled into a seat across from you. His gaze, filled with intensity, roamed freely over your form, appreciating your beauty. You were indeed a stunning woman, a captivating sight that was truly a feast for the eyes.

He held a special fondness for the moments when you brought life and beauty to his desolate domain, watching nature bloom in all its loveliness and delight. It was a sight that touched his heart and filled him with a rare warmth, a feeling he rarely experienced within his own realm and in his life as a whole.

And it was precisely because of this profound connection that he felt compelled to carry out what he was about to do.

With deep violet eyes sparkling with delight and a hint of amusement, he watched as a vibrant cluster of sunflowers flourished around his house. Your cheerful laughter and radiant smile tugged at his heartstrings, bringing warmth to the depths of his being.

You were undeniably enchanting, blissfully unaware of the healing power you possessed. In your presence, the scars that tore at his heart and the wars that ravaged his immortal soul seemed to fade away.

It was you, and only you, who had the ability to mend the shattered pieces and bring solace to his troubled existence.

Austria || Roderick Edelstein 🇦🇹

Glowing bluebells sway delicately from fragile stems, emitting a soft, ethereal glow. As you run your fingers tenderly across their petals, a melodic serenade reminiscent of piano keys fills the air. With a sigh, you become aware that you are under the watchful scrutiny of keen plum-colored eyes.

You have long stopped caring about such things, focusing on the peaceful arrangements of nature around you, swaying with their own set of tunes which was such a joy to hear.

Emerging from his hiding place, Roderick would reprimand you about the seemingly chaotic music that resonates in the surroundings. Swiftly taking control of the situation, and in response to his commands, the flowers obediently bloom and unfurl themselves once more. The melodies that fill the air follow his guidance, harmonizing in a more orderly manner.

At the very least, you would be near your domain and Roderick, as much as judgmental he is about some things, whether it be how your too much of a carefree woman or being agitated by your chaotic domain, he had no qualms about separating you from your home.

You supposed you will take what you get, as he exclaims that it is now time for dinner and grabs you inside his mansion by gently placing a hand on your waist and demanding you to clean yourself up.

It wasn’t all that bad, you supposed with an exasperated look directed towards him and go ahead, to wash yourself up for dinner.

Germany || Ludwig Beilschmidt 🇩🇪

You swim around the extravagantly colorful reefs with a burst of speed as dozen fishes follow your trail. Playfully, you swirl around and watch as they circle around you, filling your heart with warmth unlike the cold water which was your home.

Your tail, looked like a part of the nature itself, scales glistening with shades of green, mimicking hues of lush moss that clung to ancient stones, delicate tendrils of seaweed and aquatic flora intertwined with the moss-like scales.

It shimmered vibrantly in the ocean, as you glided through the vibrant reefs, leaving a trail of luminous pearls in their wake, so you could be easily tracked by the Deity of the twelve Oceans.

You feel the sudden change of current in the ocean, as he swims near you skillfully, his powerful tail a deep shade of forest green, with a golden hue.

The water lilies swim above you, blooming in your presence as they gently make way for the sunlight to fall upon you both. Following your and Ludwig's command with perfect harmony.

"You have been wandering quite a lot, I can’t help but be worried about you. I suppose the pearls were a good idea after all".

Solemnly you nod, as the former giddiness you shared with the fishes fades away into an empty space in your chest. Ludwig takes your hand and together you both take a dive, deeper into the ocean.

The pearls would make a fine jewelry for a more fortunate woman someday, you think, as Ludwig can’t help but collect few in with his hands.

France || Francis Bonnefoy 🇫🇷

A necklace adorned with a delicate array of ethereal feathers, gracefully embraced your neck. In the mirror's reflection, you could see the reflection of Francis, dreamy expression adorning his face, captivated by your appearance.

You swiftly avert your gaze from his, he gently takes a hold of your hand, pressing a series of tender kisses upon the top of your knuckles, his affectionate gestures ascending to graze your neck.

You don’t bother saying anything, not that he would listen to what do you have to say. Staying still, as he presses kisses across your collarbone, his hands inching towards the sides of your bosom.

In your divine beauty, you stood as a celestial masterpiece, crafted from stardust that cascaded across the vast expanse of the universe. With a single glance, you effortlessly ensnared his heart, drawing him into a realm of enchantment from which he could never escape. Your allure was irresistible and mesmerizing, leaving him forever spellbound by your radiant presence.

His adoration for you knew no bounds. He was madly in love with every curves of your body, his hands tenderly skimmed through the strands of your hair, cherishing each delicate strand. A shudder comes through you as he pushes your dress down, and then presses a passionate kiss on your lips, hands grabbing whatever they could find.

You were the nature's most precious treasure, indeed.

[ofherpinkways]

I҉̡̯̺̜̅́͋̃͢͜n̸͐̈́͟͟͝ M̶̶҉̳͈̺͟͢͠͠ͅȳ̸̵̩̜͔͍̔́͟͟͢͡ R̴҉̷̨̖̮̉͑ͯ̑̋͟͠o҉̢̡̲͇̌͗̀͢͝o҉̢̡̲͇̌͗̀͢͝m̴̵҉̸̲̗̰̼͗͌̃̇͟͟͟͠͞͠

( My friends and I giggle about how the "Love ", "In my room " part sounds like Stewie Griffin singingI tried my best yall - 🤍🩰🧸)

cod men x fem reader fic based off the song(Warnings blood,gore,violence,please beware of the lyrics as they may cause triggers)

*tap* *tap* *tap* "Are you gonna let me in ?*tap* Hello? Hello ? "

You died two years ago on a mission , just "simple" way to go , getting caught in the across fire. "Just the wrong place,wrong time" they said

2:45 and the bell went off,thank God

Many people think i'm odd

He hasn't acted the same since, how could he ? You were the love of his life. The small flame of hope in his darkness and trauma. Now you're gone 6 feet under the below rotting way

But I talk with no one and I walk alone

And I avoid sunlight with a chalky tone

I get home and I don't say hi,it ain't no one there

He stopped talking to everyone completely , shutting everyone out as he rebuilt the walls. The walls that you were helping him break down. Instantly going to his dorm after every mission without saying anything

I don't care,I walk and go right up the stairs

To my room,get in bed and I just wait for dark

He sits in his dorm for hours on end lost in dark thoughts

Because that's when the real show starts

(Tap,tap) tap,tap on the glass go the piece of ass

He eventually started seeing things , YOU. He started showing up about year after your death

So young and pretty ,it's too bad she passed

There you stood again pale and cold

But she comes to my room and we talk at night

You've been showing up every night for about two months now

She's demonic and bloody but she holds me tight

Obviously it wasn't actually you. You stand there lifeless with glossy eyes and a sinister,stomach turning grin .(like the one smiles in Smile 2022) He didn't care

In my bedroom,with her,I'm never alone

And I kiss her cold lips until the morning comes

You guys spend the nights in heated make out sessions

Then she gone,I can still hear her voice loom

But she only exists in the dark of my room

Love,I can't ignore you

In my room

Do anything for you (tap,tap)

Love,I do adore you

He became obsessed

In my room

(Tap,tap go the piece of ass) you and I

I try and smile a lot but I'm always frontin'

But I do love a ghost and at least that's somethin'

She don't talk much and when she does,it gets cold

3:00 am now and the whole Base grows cold , nothing feels right

Usually we just lay there,where we hold we each other

We're lovers, we don't need others

The two of you stay snuggled against another

One of my mother's cats jumped up on the covers

And it scared my baby,'cause she don't like pets

The k-9's started to bark loudly outside of the barracks not liking the dark eerie presence in the air , causing you to leave him

So I twisted its fuckin' head off at the neck

"Look baby,it's bloody,it's gone,it's doomed

"please! come back to the room"

"I'll do anything for thee,don't ignore me"

This is more than a sick love story

There he sat begging and crying for you to return

Without you,I'd bring a shotgun to school

And I will if you want me to,for any reason

I hate that you leave when the lights come on

And if I had it my way the fuckin' sun would be gone

Love, I can't ignore you

In my room

Do anything for you (tap,tap)

Love, I do adore you

In my room

Tap,tap go the piece of ass) you and I

Love, I can't ignore you

In my room

Do anything for you (tap,tap)

Love,I do adore you

In my room

(Tap,tap go the piece of ass) you and I

He just wants you back

Sometimes I kiss her,I start shakin'

Your demonic self has him on a choke hold

She slips me the tongue and it tastes like bacon

There the two of you sit kissing in the dark,footsteps are near by

Uh-oh,something's wrong, baby's upset

you pulled away from him,your frown shifting to smirk

She told me she was spotted by the neighbor's kid

She can't come back now.'cause they know our secret

Unless I can make them keep it

One of the other guys "saw" you

If i do, she may come back to life

Now I'm in their yard with a shotgun and knife

Cut the screen,went and sun the kid

Blew a bowl of spaghetti in the side of his head

He got up and out of the dorm,pinning his own teammate,his own friend to the wall bashing his head against the brick wall in fit of rage

Then the daddy was next,next runnin down

He went after everyone else

I shredded his throat and he was quick to fall,tossed the Mossberg and gribbed the knife

Started stabbing the shit of his wife

One by one he got to everyone

Went home a bloody mess with a job well done (tap,tap)

Wash up and wait for my baby to come (tap,tap)

He cleaned himself up and sat in his bed waiting for you

Love, I can't ignore you

In my room

Do anything for you (tap,tap)

Love,I do adore you

In my room

(Tap,tap go the piece of ass) you and I

Love, I can't ignore you

In my room

Do anything for you (tap,tap)

Love,I do adore you

In my room

(Tap,tap go the piece of ass) you and I

There he sat waiting

I waited two, or three days, four days

Waitn' for the tap tap like always

Days passed and you still haven't shown up yet

I waited and hated this

I created a bloody mess

Guilt started to hit him

I waited for two, or three months, four months

Waitn' for the tap,tap just for once

I waited two, or three days, four days

Waitn' for the tap tap like always (where is she?)

I waited and hated this(why isn't she comin' back ?)

I created a bloody mess (tap,tap)

Worry started to hit him

I waited for two, or three months, four months(I fuckin' killed those people!)

He killed his teammates, his friends

Waitin' for the tap,tap just for once ("where the fuck is she ?")

I waited and hated this (tap,tap)

I created a bloody mess(why isn't she coming back?)

(Love) I waited two or three days,four days

GUILT

(In my room) waitin 'for the tap,tap like always (I can't believe I did)

WORRY

(Love) I waited and hated this

GUILT

(in my room,you and I)I created a bloody mess ("I killed them")

WORRY

(Love) I waited two or three months, four months

(in my room) waitin' for the tap,tap just for once ("where is she")

GUILT

(Love) I waited and hated this

(In my room you and I) I created a bloody mess

He went insane

[its-a-me-mango]

One simple question... How long does it took you to make your beautiful Arts✨ (+ maybe some time in sketches too?)

Ooooo that's a difficult one for me to judge, I am very much someone who will draw for an hour, take a 5 hour break, and then work for 10 minutes before deciding to come back to it the next day. It's a whole process and it's hard for me to time myself lmao.

I want to say if I worked start to finish with no breaks, it would take me around 1 - 3 hours to complete something but it obviously depends on what it is! I can easily do a headshot sketch to finish in about an hour, full bodies tend to take around 2-3 hours but they can be more depending on the complexity!

Again it's hard to gauge the amount of time I spend on each piece because I take a lot of breaks in between and spread things out too. I've been able to get a lot faster with my art which I'm very happy with, I used to spend hours just on a single sketch, so I'm glad I'm past that!

Sketches that I do for asks usual only take me about 20-30 minutes, again depends how complicated they are, I try not to spend too long doing them so I can get more asks done!

I also usually work across mediums so again, hard to tell, I like to sketch traditionally where possible and sometimes line as well, so that usually splits things up and makes it complicated.

Since I'm here, I'll share a few traditional sketches just to show what I mean, I usually reline pieces because I'm not the best at traditional work! Some of these I've never bothered to finish or line so, exclusive look at my drawinggsss

wait I have more

Also fun fact, a lot of my pixel stuff is just me playing around with my traditional pieces! I learned how to do it a while ago and I've loved doing it ever since, it's very easy to do and looks great! Obviously I like to touch up things and edit a few things here and there but it's still fun to do!

Anyway thanks for asking! It's taken me years to get to where I am now and I'm happy that it no longer takes me like 6 hours just to complete something, means i can do even more art hehehe >:)

[leafoflemon]

Practice Run - Part 1, Chapter 1

This is MHA Twice x Fem!Reader fanfic. Here's the inspiration!

You think if twice had a crush on reader but never confronted them about his feelings so instead he uses a clone of reader to practice romance and even gets spicy with the clone

I could totally see moments where hes feeling unstable and he makes the clone and just in a weak voice asks the clone reader to hold them together (cuddles ) sfw sorry

Imagine him making the clone reader and asking them to give him words of comfort too: you are okay, you are loved, etc

This is certainly a passion project, and one that is already completed, so I'll be uploading more soon! There's 10 chapters in total

[P1, Chp. 2], [P1, Chp. 3], [P2, Chp. 4], [P2, Chp. 5] [P2, Chp. 6], [P3, Chp. 7], [P3, Chp. 8], [P3, Chp. 9], [P3, Chp. 10]

Special thanks to Ray, hidiggity, and Booka! Dedicated to the Server of Villains!

This is my first ever fic, so please bear with me ;w;

Twice x reader | Twice x fem!reader | Mostly fluff, some angst | Jin Bubaigawara | Dabi | Himiko Toga | Tomura Shigaraki | League of Villains | Reader with a quirk

Word count: ~1.7k

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You had been a part of the league for almost a year now, yet Jin Bubaigawara, also known as Twice, had no idea how to tell you how he felt.

When you first joined, it was so great to make a new friend! But as time went on, with every mission you were on together, every conversation you both had and every moment you spent alone together, a fluttering feeling began to build up in his chest. Before he knew it, Twice fell in love with you. 

Somehow, he managed to keep it to himself; no one else knew. Any flirtatious comment that Twice accidentally let slip, it was easy to dismiss it as another one of his personalities spouting something random, as usual. That piece of knowledge slightly eased his embarrassment each time it happened, but still, it was agonizing to think that, at any moment, someone would take it seriously, that he would be outed, and worse case scenario, rejected by you. The thought of losing you as a friend tied his stomach into knots, but it was almost painful to keep bottling up the sheer joy of getting to spend time with you, especially when it was just the two of you.

Much like the previous night…

A fight had broken out in the streets between some members of the league and a handful of UA students. The league was split into teams for that night, with each team pulling off their own part for an overall mission. Dabi and Mr. Compress were in a team together, then Toga and Twice, and then Shigaraki, Spinner, and you. Everything seemed to go off perfectly, until no one heard from Toga and Twice in a while. After half an hour of searching for them across town, you all came across the two of them beaten up pretty badly and taped to a wall. Sirens wailed not too far away, meaning it was a matter of time before the police would show up to apprehend them. Shigaraki decayed the tape holding them to the wall and all of you made a break for it to the hideout. Once everyone was safe there, they all checked in on eachother. 

Toga and Twice both had a few sprains, terrible bruises, and a fracture or two, but Twice insisted that this was totally normal for a mission to ease your worries. It did not, but at least he tried. Thankfully, you had become a key member of the league; with your quirk, Nerve, you had the ability to manipulate nerves in the human body. You were able to relax the tension in their muscles and ligaments, and numb the pain around any fractured bones. It would still take some time to heal on their own, but the pain was completely gone. 

Twice let out a heavy sigh of relief as he laid back on a dirty old couch, while you sat across from him on a broken chair. “Heh, thanks-- YEAH, THANKS FOR NOTHING! We’re really lucky to have you here!” 

You learned pretty quickly how Twice’s split personalities worked, so you didn’t take any harsh remarks personally. “Hey, it’s nothing much, I’m just doing my job,” you waved dismissively, although you were flattered nonetheless. 

“You always do such a great job, though-- you could probably do better. Look, I can’t even feel a thing!-- You make me feel like my heart’s on fire!” In that moment, Twice thanked whatever higher power was out there that he still had his mask on, because his face was completely blushed.

You chuckled and waved away again. You didn’t know how Twice felt about you, but you felt the same way as he did. Every time he praised your hard work, you could barely get any words out. There were so many butterflies in your stomach, all you could do was smile and wave. At his last sentence, you felt so elated and nervous, you weren’t sure that you could even get up from your seat. 

“Whenever you guys are done yapping, you two should go to bed. I’m exhausted, and I can’t really sleep when everyone around me is talking,” Dabi huffed.

“You think you’re exhausted, look at us!” Toga argued, gesturing to her and Twice’s injuries. 

“It looks like we’re all pretty beat right now,” Shigaraki spoke up. “The mission was a success, even though some heroes tried to ruin our night. Go get some rest, you’ve all earned it. We’ll have plenty of more things to do in the future.”

“You said it!-- Hey, don’t you think we can have a little more time to heal?!” Twice exclaimed.

“Don’t worry about it. There’ll be enough time for that until the next part of our plan is ready,” Shigaraki assured.

“Phew, you had me worried there for a sec-- I’m ready for anything!”

“Get out of here, already,” Dabi retorted before kicking back in a chair against a wall and putting his legs up on a ratty old table. It looked like an uncomfortable set up, but whatever worked, you guessed.

“I think I’m gonna head out and get some fresh air,” you tiredly sighed. You knew you needed some rest as well, but the butterflies in your stomach weren’t going to let you sleep any time soon.

The same went for Twice. “I’ll come with you!-- I really need a cigarette.” He didn’t know what he was doing since he knew that spending time with you would only excite him when he needed sleep, but he really did want a cigarette.

Once Twice stood up, Toga immediately slid and laid across the couch, claiming the space as hers for the night. “Goodnight!” she cheered and snuggled up. You and Twice both smiled, happy that she got a comfortable spot to sleep. You both wished her a goodnight in return, then followed each other out. When you both left, Toga peeked her eyes open and tried to listen through the door that led outside. Twice was certain that no one knew he was in love with you, but he underestimated how well Toga knew her best friend. A part of her could just tell that something about Twice was different around you, and she knew you felt the same way towards him by the look in your eyes and an especially wide smile you had only when you were with him. You guys got this! She cheered you both on in her head.

Through the door, there was a balcony overlooking the town, albeit the run-down side of town. The bright city lights glowed further on in the distance. Behind you, you heard the flicking of a lighter, then a drag of breath. Your adrenaline shot up a little. Both you and Twice leaned on the rail looking out over the scene. The way the distant city glow lit up your face sent his heart into a frenzy; he puffed anxiously at his cigarette and struggled to look you in the eyes. 

You occasionally glanced over at Twice and considered asking him if he was okay, but every time you looked at him, you were speechless. His mask was lifted just enough to uncover his mouth, so you could see his well-defined jaw and his scruff lining it in perfect view. You held back the extreme urge to place a hand on the side of his face to see how warm his skin felt, or to hold the hand that so casually held his cigarette. When he felt you looking at him, he would keep putting the cigarette back in his mouth and take a long drag to prevent the risk of himself from saying anything stupid that could ruin the moment.

Talk to her, dammit! Say something!

Just be patient, don’t rush yourself.

The moment is perfect!

You’re gonna blow it.

Come on man, you got this!

Twice quickly grabbed his head with his free hand and shushed himself. The suddenness of it made you flinch, and he did a double take. “OH! Uh, sorry, I didn’t mean to spook you-- What are you staring at?”

“No, no, it’s alright! No worries!” you replied. “Are…you okay?”

“Y-yeah! Just a little tired, y’know?!” It was taking every fiber of his being to keep himself together.

Come on, what the hell is wrong with you?!

She’s so pretty.

Tell her how you feel!

What are you, an idiot?

“It’s, uh, really beautiful tonight, huh? Not as beautiful as you~” he shifted the subject.

You smiled and quickly turned away. You looked out to the city and gazed into the night sky in awe. “Yeah…it’s gorgeous.” You looked back at Twice and debated on what you should say. “I’m glad to be standing out here with you right now. It’s been a while since we got to talk one-on-one. I’ve…kinda missed it,” you managed out. You could feel your knees shaking and prayed that he didn’t notice. 

He wanted to scream. “Y-yeah, I know right?-- It’s not like we have anything to talk about.” Beads of sweat formed on Twice’s forehead, and he knew he was starting to lose his composure.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

I can’t do this, I can’t do this!

He lost the will to keep going. “Man, I am so tired, I think it’s time to go!!” Twice snuffed out his cigarette on the railing and flicked it away. “Awesome talking to you, though!-- This was awful,” and with that, he immediately darted back inside and down the hall.

You stood there for a moment in complete shock and silence. “D-did I say something wrong?” you asked yourself with a horribly heavy heart. He was hardly halfway through his cigarette before he quit and ran away. You could feel tears welling in your eyes, but you fought them back. “I’m…I’m sure everything is okay. I guess he really was tired, if he… if he couldn’t make it through just one…one cigarette.” You took a shaky breath and tried to bottle it up. You were the support of the league, after all. You always had to keep a brave face.  You slowly pulled yourself back into the hideout and looked for a room that was decent enough to sleep in, and private enough to keep anyone from asking if you were alright. Toga watched you go into a room and sighed; she heard all of it. Come on…I have faith in you guys! I know it’ll all work out…somehow, she thought before eventually drifting off.

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To be continued...

[90shetfield]

The Everyday Life of Kirk and Y/N

What is the routine like with Y/N and Kirk?

1988

The Everyday Life of Kirk and Y/N

5:30-6:30AM: Me and Kirk Love to cuddle for at least an hour before we get up. It's like an unspoken rule. He holds me tight all night as i feel his body heat creep up on me spooning me with so much love and adoration. His breath on the nape of my neck and his curly fluffy hair tickling my skin. If one of us gets up we whisper to each other sweet nothings praising each other before going back to cuddling. Sometimes the cuddling escalates to something more…

6:30-7:15AM: After we finally get up (which can be a struggle sometimes as Kirk loves to sleep in) we shower together. A lot of body worshiping and touching usually happens at this time, y'know being naked with your Fiance in close quarters makes this happen. He’ll shampoo my hair giving my scalp a much needed massage making sure to handle me with absolute care like I'm some dainty flower trying to preserve the poor petals. He usually hums a song or even a riff he's been writing in my ear. I bob my head along loving his voice. After the shower he still takes care of me brushing my hair and putting on my completion products for me.

7:45-8:30AM: This is when me and him eat breakfast. Its silent only the sounds of sipping and chewing can be heard with the occasional car passing. It's an enjoyable silence. I’ll sit next to him on the table leaning my head on his shoulder reading the comic books or magazines that he reads with him. He feeds me a piece of toast, tucking my hair behind my ear and kissing me on the cheek.

8:30-9:30AM: We get ready for our day together. Me and him take an hour to get our clothes on and out the door. I'll do my makeup while he walks in back and forth into the mirror's frame wondering where his jeans are despite them being right next to our bed (he checked them four times already) He kisses the top of my head, getting his jeans on telling me how gorgeous I am with or without makeup. I tend to borrow a lot of his clothes too like the band tee shirts and jackets, boy do i love wearing his jackets. If i'm not with him i have the jacket to remind me of my wonderful soon to be husband and that just warms my day no matter how bad i'm feeling.

10:00AM-2:00PM: when it's our errand day we take a long time just walking around exploring los angeles. Going to countless outlets and antique stores trying to find something that both plagues our interests. Me and Kirk both love classic horror movies and comic books, we have quite a collection already. If we see an item relating to any of this we get it displaying it in our collection. Days like this are rare though with him being a famous rockstar and all. He's so busy from this time with meeting and recording sessions so i cherish the time we spend alone everyday.

I remember him taking my hand running into this one store he found. The inside being filled with couples gifts and cards. He takes me straight to the chocolate section knowing how much i love it. (almost as much as him) He tells me to take my pick saying he’ll pay for it because he loves to see how happy it makes me. This is the sweetest man ever, I don't know what I'd do without Kirk Hammett in my life. It would be one boring life..

2:30-5:00PM: In our house we have our own little creativity room. One half of it is dedicated to painting and artistry something i take so much pride in. Ever since I was a little girl I would have such a love for scribbling something on a paper with a green crayon that it would somehow be classified as art? It lets all my creativity flow with a stroke of a brush or the ink flowing out of a ballpoint pen. The other side of the room is where Kirks guitars a music related things reside. The room is pretty big and I give him most of the space because Music is his actual career not his hobby but still. All of the guitars hung up on the wall securely, the mess of papers on the floor having musical notes with unreleased music attached. Next to it is a huge pile of multi-colored picks with all different textures and thicknesses to create a whole new sound. While I paint he’ll play the new things he's working on with his bandmates trying to perfect every last detail. Somedays James and Lars will show up to give him some encouragement and just to hang out. We’ll all just have a beer as black sabbath is blasting in the background from our old record player.

5:00-6:30PM: Dinner time! I do most of the cooking in the house. Kirk told me i never need to work a day in my life ever again, hell take care of me. I want to at least give him some stuff to fuel him up. He’ll cut veggies for me and put them into a soup or watch the pasta cook while i work on the sauce. After the food is done we tell eachother about our days. He listens at every single fucking work im  saying being so engaged. It makes me feel so loved

6:30-9:00PM: We just watch TV after a long day of painting or being a legitimate pioneer in your field. You get kind  of lazy. That's me and Kirk every day. We’ll sit on the couch seeing what's on the channels. I like to watch MTV. If a Metallica interview or song ever came on, Kirk would blush heavily and bury his head in arms being embarrassed at seeing himself. I chuckle stroking his hair until it's over. Then I'll check the news, it's good to keep up to date on the world  even if it turns to shit now and then. Kirk will get bored and change the channel to a horror movie that I haven't even heard of. It's always an enjoyable experience though watching a movie with the love of my life. He’ll grab a blanket and throw it on top of us, he puts his hand on my inner thigh under the blanket being sneaky even if no  one is here. 

9:15-11:00PM: we fall asleep on the couch as the movie still blears in the background. The subtle sound of his snores engulf the room. Taking a small little nap.

11:30PM: Kirk will softly nudge me telling me to wake up. My eyes slowly flutter awake and I yawn. Kirk looks down at me on the couch being way too comfortable to move. He gently picks me up into his arms bridal style, carrying me back into our bedroom. He places me onto our sheets with a gigantic sincere smile admiring my sleeping stature. I sit up ruffling my tangled hair yawning again just wanting to fall back asleep. Preferably in his warm embrace. He takes his shirt off discarding it on the dark hardwood floors he fidgets with his belt on his pants also taking it off. The rest of his clothing besides his underwear come off in room for a pair of black sweatpants still leaving his exposed chest for me to eye. He walks back over to me on the edge of the bed.

“Let me take care of you baby” He caresses my cheek helping me slip out of my clothes and into my pajamas. I'm still half asleep for all of it, my heart is still beating as fast as it did when we first met back at an early Metallica gig when they were still little itty bitty baby’s. I don't think Kill Em All even came out yet. Me and him just clicked, James would always make fun off us saying why dont we just fuck already. 

It wasn't until one day in early 1986 where he confessed his love under a bridge in New York, my birthplace. He gave me a necklace asking if i could be his other half. I cried so much that day, happy tears though telling him yes I wanted to be his stupid nerdy girlfriend. Now we’re engaged and ready to get married in late 1989 or early 1990. Time really does fly.

He climbs on top of the bed grabbing me holding me tight like he always does. He leans in, locking our lips together in a kiss that lasts an eternity. I tighten my grip on his bicep running out of breath, desperate for more. He stops the kiss only to kiss me with more ferocity and passion.

He covers us in our blanket once again touching our foreheads together keeping his hand on my face staring hearts into my eyes.

“God I love you so much Y/N” He kisses my forehead, shutting our light off.

11:45PM: Me and Kirk fall asleep in each others arms ready to start the next day together as one.

[goonersaurus]

how long does it take you to create a piece, start to finish? you are an artistic inspiration of mine and i am curious :)

I find myself struggling with drawing footballers in a stylized way instead of using a direct reference… it took me maybe 3-4 hours to do a semi-realistic piece vs 8 hours until i am satisfied with a art piece without direct reference (procreate). part of it perfectionism… i know it’s not a skill i’ll develop overnight but i want to create more freely if you have any tips.

i love your art dearly and i’m always happy to see it on my dash! especially the animated post of rice’s goals vs. real madrid, the color choice is so so cool. 🫶 have a good day

the last drawing of dec took, according to the procreate file, almost 8 hrs. here is my usual process + rough times for a drawing of that size:

1hr: look up the references (for football usually on getty images), draw the thumbnail sketch, choose colours and figure out composition 

1-2 hrs: do a secondary sketch, work out anatomical proportions

1hr: lines. trying to be precise while also dynamic. i think seeing this sketch with the colour sketch, to get a rough look at what the finished piece would look like, is very motivating. (very important as its easy for me to drop a work if im not motivated enough lol)

1-2hrs: colouring (least favourite part)

1-2hrs: details such as the kit designs, the ball, words, the little ornaments (i like this part even less)

then by this point, maybe about 30-60 more minutes would be spent with more tweaks, corrections, staring at the finished product lol

but this time i think i might’ve spent at least 2 hrs doing the animations despite it only being 6 frames in the end. i’m not used to animations but hopefully the more i do in the future the less time it’ll take me. 

also, i tend to waste a lot of time experimenting on the canvas or moving stuff around. i’m also held back by perfectionism, while it is great to hold yourself to high standards, getting bogged down in details seems to be a curse of many artists, so the common advice tends to be to let go of perfectionist proclivities, and trying to do so personally has helped me the past few years with getting progress on a piece. c:

i spend maybe from 0.5-3 hrs each day working on a piece, a lot of procrastination/pep-talking myself on the parts of the process i don’t like. 

these times vary depending on how many characters i’m drawing and the complexity of the composition. in contrast, this drawing of Miles Lewis Skelly took me 1.5 hrs. 

with footy art i also i use references a lot for faces and hair even though i suppose my drawings are very stylized, just to make sure they all look distinct. here are my recommendations for practicing the skill of reducing time on stylized art: 1. experiment with stylizing different facial features and body parts. 2. anchor it with practicing fundamentals such as anatomy proportions, skull construction, rendering 3d shapes, that kinda stuff. 3. exercises and tips on doing the above can be found on youtube. and take continuous inspiration from your favourite artists as well as master illustrators, animators, cartoonists, painters, sculptors, etc. character design references is an example of a solid, organized resource for this. 

thank you for the enormously lovely ask. there are times where i take about the same amount of time on a drawing as you do and i still have so much to learn about drawing >_<not sure of your skill level but i hope some of these tips can be of use to you. the world always needs more footy art so best of luck with drawing those footballers, i really look forward to seeing your drawings if you post them!

[sw4mpr07]

Emulation

As a lover of retro video games and media in general, the topic of emulation plays a huge part in conversations around the hobby. I'm just a dude with a blog, so take any opinion here with a grain of salt, but I'm going to attempt to organize my thoughts here. I have heard and been a part of many conversations around the topic and I think it's something that deserves to be explored by any lover of classic media, especially video games. I believe, in short, that digital file backups are an incredible resource to preservationists. How I came to that conclusion, is the purpose of this post.

I'll begin in the summer of 2005, as I turn 16 and me and my friends get jobs and start driving, we're finding ourselves spending our hard earned dozens of dollars on Super Nintendo, GameBoy, Genesis, and PS1 games. There are 2 places close by us in a small town in South Carolina to find troves of classic games. The first place is the flea market, where vendors set up a booth or table and display their wares like an incredibly redneck trash convention; and the ONE retro gaming store in town. We spend the day searching through stacks of sunbleached and cigarette smoke stained SNES cartridges. The PS2, GameCube, and Xbox are hotter than summer on the equator, and many of the games from the old systems are dirt cheap. It didn't matter what game it was, it was usually less than ten bucks and you'd get at least a couple hours of fun out of it. It was during one of these trips that I saw my first real experience of collector pricing and video game inflation.

Marvel Vs. Capcom for PS1, behind a glass case next to some Japanese Castlevania game (I was this simple at the time, and that has become my favorite version of my favorite game in recent years) for Sega Saturn, and each game garnered a price much higher than any of the other games not held behind a piece of glass. I had to know why, and I wanted to know why that particular game was so expensive. I made the mistake of asking. In traditional early 2000s video game reseller style, a neck bearded "gentlesir" in a World of Warcraft t-shirt explained that the game was highly sought after and with not many copies printed, the laws of supply and demand obliged a higher price tag. I was appalled.

My best friend at the time, standing next to me, was almost offended by the mansplaination of the rising price of old games to us. The following week, he messaged me as soon as I logged onto AIM. "Fuck that nerd at the store, check this out" with a hyperlink below the text. That hyperlink was directed to a torrent of a file titled MarvelVSCapcom. My best friend then send me a .zip file with everything I needed to play that game on my Compaq Presario with Windows XP. That was game on. From then on, I would seek out the rarest and most sought after games. Games I had never heard of, and some I would never remember. The early days of PC emulation of classic consoles were a total blast.

The SNES, Genesis, and PS1 were able to be processed with a basic machine and you could get far into the games. I used this like my personal arcade for years. Then one day the old computer died, and I started off to college. I didn't particularly have any interest and instead viewed it as a hobby I'd grown out of. And that's where the post ends.

Of course, years later, I'll meet my partner, they'll convince me to get a Switch, and my love for the hobby would start all over again. The selling point? The retro emulators. I begin exploring some PS3 and XB360 era ports, but I'm here for the 16 bit blast processing of the Genesis emulator, and the classic Mario and Kirby titles for SNES. I never was an e shopper, though, and had no idea what some of these games I was seeing on the internet were.

This is where I should add that I am blessed with ASD\ADHD and I love research. I fell and injured my ankle in 2023 could not walk for 6 months. I decided to purchase Skyrim and Animal Crossing to bide my days while I recouped. One day I got bored and decided to see if any games were on sale. A particular bundle caught my eye. Gamedec and Dex \ 2 games for $1.99, and I said why not? And so began my hyper fixation on indie games in the eShop.

I will add that this is a very long story, but I will edit and speak more about this time period in future posts.

I tried many different indie games, and decided to try super Metroid for SNES on the NSO. I fell in love. The exploration. The feeling of being lost and hopeless in a strange place. The feeling of success when you find a new area or power up. There was something about this game that a lot of modern games didn't give me. It was more fun and exciting. I was hooked. So I began researching.

Joining a few FB groups, I learned about how people are emulating without a PC in the modern era. I dive and dive an learn more and more. I finally purchased a handheld device strictly for emulating classic games. I also have my old consoles, and am purchasing many of my favorite games from one of the MANY local video games stores in my small but growing city. I don't necessarily NEED to emulate if I can find the game for a reasonable price, right?

That brings us here. 2025. Used games are at an all time high. Used consoles? The ones you can find are going to hurt your wallet, especially for one in good condition. The ethical dilemma of spending hundreds of dollars on hardware and a disc to play Castlevania: Symphony Of The Night on PS1 is solved by simplying adding a couple files to your phone. With some game carts and CDs going for HUNDREDS or sometimes THOUSANDS of dollars, if all you want to do is play the game, I find it completely ethical to obtain a backup of the game file and play it. The developers and publishers don't get paid off the 2nd hand market. Sure, support your local game store, and if Chrono Trigger is $500 worth of fun, then spend the money. I cannot justify, personally, the $150+ price tag of many Sega Saturn games, and I don't expect others to, either. My final point is that until a) Video Game license holders allow reprints and republishing old games for modern consoles, or b) a streaming service like Spotify for classic games becomes available to the public, then we are left with option C) emulation.

The sentiment of Piracy is Preservation has been prevalent for a very long time. As an enjoyer of classic media from the 80s, 90s, and early 2000s, I have to know that much of my interaction will be through digital backups. Many of this media only exists via digital preservation. Until we have a digital library option for video games, I HIGHLY recommend experiencing these works of art the easiest way possible.

I must add that I do not recommend obtaining any digital backups in unethical or illegal means.

[kesoyotes]

How long do you typically spend on each TMayNT drawing? Of the ones you've done so far, which one took the longest? Which one was the quickest?

How long do you typically spend on each TMayNT drawing?

Truly it depends on the idea/prompt and how much time I have!

If it's a prompt I'm looking forward to (ie Day 1 and Day 6), then I'll probably put more effort into the drawing cause I want to give the best for the prompts I enjoy. I'll probably start ahead to make sure I can post it on the day cause I know I'll take a while on it. Finished pieces like that can take me anywhere from 3-6 hours, but I don't keep track of time (I get very "into the zone" while drawing lmao, but I am a bit of a slow artist sometimes so it can take me a while to finish things)

For other prompts such as Day 5 and Day 9, I didn't have a lot of time to begin with so they both look more on the sketch-y side. While not on the same level as my finished pieces, it's nice to experiment with those pieces and break away from my usual style

Of the ones you've done so far, which one took the longest?

Probably Day 13 (best Donnie)! Admittedly the drawing was for a DTIYS challenge and the prompt was not my main focus, but RotTMNT Donnie is my favorite Donnie so I figured i could kill two birds with one stone

Day 4 was also one that took a while, and I remember I had to leave home for a few hours so I was really crunching for time to finish that one. Luckily it got done on time 💪

Which one was the quickest?

Probably Day 2! I already knew I was gonna do RotTMNT April and I didn't put too much effort into the drawing in terms of effects and such so it was quick to get through

Thank you for the ask!

[thecacoetheseffect]

Writing Initiative #6

Which piece did you present to the class today? How does it relate to the other pieces previously presented?

This time, I presented an updated version of the mirror and the idea for 4D and Reflective. Those ideas include a study of tracking social media use through screen time in settings and creating social media notifications in the form of my thoughts that would pop up on my phone. The video project will show how addicting social media really can be, creating an urge that is almost impossible to resist, relating to cacoethes. This relates to the previous 2D and 3D projects because it showcases the overconsumption of social media in real life and how easy it is for people to lose themselves while doomscrolling.

Describe 2-3 specific strengths your classmates found in your work and their reasons for identifying them

Once I presented the phone mirror, it was pretty well received. It was a good illusion of having it look like a phone when it's facing down, making people want to pick it up to see the true meaning/purpose of the 2D project. For my reflection, I pitched the idea of notifications popping up on my phone, but each notification is a thought or distraction I would have while doing these projects. My group thought it was smart because they related to how notifications would distract them while they would be trying to do work. They also approved of the documentary/study to see just how much we consume social media. They thought this idea was good because we all came to the agreement that we don't actively track our social media use, and when we are asked "how long do you usually spend on social media," most of the time we aren't honest about the hours. We also agreed that showing this documentary it'll create a cascade effect in which people will see the results and it'll make them wanna check their own screen time and social media usage.

Describe 1-2 specific ways your classmates thought you could improve this work going forward

They told me the mica powder at this point isn't really needed and brought up that there really isn't a point in using it. I could really sell the idea of the phone by actually making it look like a phone, getting a case, adding a camera, etc. Instead of having the notifications on my phone have it on a laptop while I do work because I don't do these products on my phone; I do it on my laptop.

Consider the remaining outcome yet to be presented in a couple of weeks; why have you put it off the longest? Describe your reasons for presenting this outcome last

I’ve personally put off the 4D assignment for last because I had to wait for 1 week to track the screen time data, not to mention that it takes a long time to edit a video. I don’t mind editing the video; it's just the other projects take longer to do, so I left 4D for last

[how2fit]

“Don’t be fooled by the calendar. There are only as many days in the year as you make use of. One man gets only a week’s value out of a year while another man gets a full year’s value out of a week.” Charles Richards There are many important things in life. Your family and friends. A hobby perhaps. Working out and staying healthy.  The most important relationship in your life. And reading, learning and growing as a person. But finding the time for what is most important in life is not always easy. It sometimes feels like there aren’t enough hours in the day. But even if it may not feel like it, there are often ways to improve how you use your attention and your time. This week I’d like to share 6 of the best questions I have found for doing just that and for shaking yourself out of a rut. 1. What are the top 3 most important priorities in my life right now? With a lack of focus on what is most important in your life it becomes easy to spend too much time and energy on aimless actions or work. On things that aren’t really that important but you do out of old habit or because of other unhelpful reasons. To keep your attention in the right place it is essential to remind yourself every day of what is truly most important to you. So ask yourself: what are the top 3 most important priorities in my life right now? Write those three things down on two notes and put one in your workspace and the other one on your bedside table. 2. What are the 1-3 most common distractions that keep me from doing my work in a focused way? Figure out how you can prevent those things from distracting you. It could be by: Shutting the door to your office. Putting your phone in silent mode. Having notifications for your email or an instant messaging program/app shut off. 3. What are the 1-3 most common distractions that keep me from having quality time with the people closest to me? The answer could for instance be your smart phone, TV-shows you just watch out of routine and not because you like them very much or bringing your work back home. Then figure out how you can reduce or eliminate those distractions. 4. What is one healthy limit I can start setting in my life this week? One of the smarter ways to simplify your life and to free up time is to set limits. Here are a few key areas that you can set powerful and healthy limits for: Your daily input. Reduce the number of blogs, newsletters, magazines, book clubs, podcasts, TV-shows etc. you follow. Just keep the ones you are really getting something out of. Email. Just check and process your email during one chunk of time once per day. Instead of checking it 10 times or more each day. Social activities. Write down a list of the social activities you are involved in after school or work. Maybe you are involved in a club or an activity that it is not as fun or rewarding as it used to be. Maybe you want to rearrange your priorities a bit to focus on something else this fall. 5. How can I minimize or eliminate one thing I may have missed? What else can you eliminate or minimize? Some meetings at work or in school? Redditing or some social media channel you hang out in a lot? Really question and reconsider your own daily and weekly habits regularly instead of moving along in the same old tracks just because it is what you usually do. 6. What is one piece of unnoticed or misused piece of free time during my regular day? There is often quite a bit of open travel- or waiting-time during a year. What will you use such time for as we go into the fall this year? Perhaps you would like to read more while riding the train or while waiting for a meeting to start. I, for example, often listen to podcasts while I’m out and about or while waiting for a meeting. Even if you only have 10-20 minutes of commuting time each day you still have a many, many hours in a year that you may want to, at least partly, use in a new way.  

[lpfreakification]

My age has caught up

Im 30.

I've turned 30 last month but was super busy with school that I didn't have the time to process it.

Having this free time this week b4 I plan out what I wanna do in July, I think im overwhelmed with options.

Reading this BL in the past hour doesn't help with my emotions. They make them go haywire. God, boys are cute 😭

My timing is terrible when it comes to dating. I think it was 2 or 3 years ago now that I read a BL manga called Love Doctor that got me into a spiral of emotions + an overwhelming longing for a boyfriend. I did try. He was alright. I could do better. Then school started.

This feels selfish of me wanting a boyfriend just to recreate fluffy yaoi moments. That's a delusional way of thinking, Perla! *whines*

From experience, I do have ideas:

Step 1: Go to a place of frequent visits (such as internet, Tumblr, school, computer lab, library, lobby, coffee place, restaurant, workplace???)

Step 2: Do my doodle thing until someone walks up to you + compliments them

Step 3: intros

Step 4: talk about work/hobbies

Step 5: Repeat steps 1 - 4

Step 6: Exchange contact info once u get comfortable/confident, when your face lights up when the other person arrives, or can't stop thinking about them.

... + idk. I never gotten as far as that 😅 I remember one piece of advice I was told that I struggle with, + suck at: follow-up/following up. Why does it have to take so much energy 😫

I feel troubled. I know that I don't really like to give, just take. Eventually, I will have to learn to give more often. I constantly think to myself that I'm gonna give them something in return for what they've given me. In the end, I can never physically execute those thoughts, and I end up wallowing in bed in guilt.

Either:

- depending on future boyfriend, I'd do anything

- stay the same

- feels the same way + we can both agree not to spend on each other but for ourselves.

...

Man, what am I doing with my life this week, wasting away in bed? I guess I'm just being lonely as hell since the wedding two weeks ago. Dammit, the cute aggression is stirring up.

Also, aren't I supposed to be taking a break after two months of animation grinding, too?

I... don't have a good work-life balance. I've explained this so many times, so I'll skip it. Hmmm, little bit of things here, little bit of things there, + a few days off for myself to do absolutely, positively nothing.

I do have an ideal routine that worked out so perfectly when I had an internship in 2020:

I did get the right idea of starting animation work at 8 am. After my sister's wedding, I started taking my meds earlier at 5:20 in the morning. Huh, the 9pm hour is still an accurate time for chilling. I have been falling asleep earlier than usual nowadays, b4 11pm.

...

Since I'm here, let's organize my ideas.

- KH:DDD

- Kickboxing

- School stuff

- Improving on some animations, need a specific list for that

- Haircut

Those are my main points. There's bound to be more little things in between that may come along the way. Like, my psychiatrist appointment tomorrow morning, the local annual 4th of July Parade, + Traverse City, Michigan in August (more details when the date draws near).

...

I'm feeling a bit better now that I got these thoughts out of my system :)

Imma go grab a cheesecake from the kitchen X)

Yep!

[s0nia246]

Tefnut Darshana "The Ones who Spits" "Deep-sea data broker"

Name: Tefnut Darshana

Rarity: 4̷̫͎͓̩̓͂

Weapon: Trident

Element: F̶͈̩͈͊̑ą̶̖̮̩̗͛͒̐k̷̛͔̞̋͜e̶̪͖̍̚ Hydro

Gender:Female

Sexuality: Pansexual

Birthday: June 25

Alternate Title(s):"The Ones who Spits", Deep-sea data broker

Nation: Currently leaving in Mondaslt

Affiliation: Herself

Tefnut: "All you need to know about me is I need clay to make bricks. Data. Data. I can't make bricks without clay.

Personality - Tefnut gives off a mysterious and otherworldly vibe. It's your opinion to see if that's a good or bad thing. She's a natural charmer and is resourceful. Adventurous, daring, and friendly by nature, thus making a fabulous company. Being intelligent, innovative, and optimistic makes it easy for her to adapt, easy to change. However, she can be unpredictable, restless, and emotionally inconsistent. Tefnu restlessness can be negative. Her edgy temperament and impatience can lead to hasty decisions.

Likes/ Hobbies - Loves reading aloud, traveling to new places, and collecting unique souvenirs. Tefnut has a passion for deep-sea diving, and she enjoys exploring the mysteries of the ocean depths. She also enjoys learning new languages and cultures, making connections with people from all over the world. Tefnut is a foodie and loves to try new cuisines and experiment in the kitchen.

Dislikes - Tefnut has a distaste for dishonesty and deceit. She also doesn't like being tied down to one place or routine for too long. Tefnut dislikes being indoors for extended periods and doesn't like when things don't go according to plan.

Skills - Tefnut has an excellent memory and is a skilled negotiator. Her innate ability to connect with people allows her to broker data deals effortlessly. She's an excellent swimmer and has extensive knowledge about marine life. Her adventurous spirit and resourcefulness enable her to adapt to various situations and thrive in any environment.

Character quirks:

1. Heavy sleeper

2.Perpetually interrupts when others are speaking

3. Tefnut loves to collect rare artifacts from her travels and displays them in her home. She can spend hours talking about the history and significance of each piece.

4. She has a habit of tapping her feet or drumming her fingers when she's bored or restless. It's a telltale sign that she's ready for the next adventure.

5. Tefnut has a unique laugh that sounds like a mix of a snort and a giggle. It can be infectious, and once you hear it, you can't help but smile.

6. She has a fear of heights but loves the thrill of skydiving. It's a conflict that she's still trying to work through.

7. Tefnut is terrible at telling jokes, but she loves to try anyway. Her punchlines usually fall flat, but her enthusiasm makes up for it.

8. She has a secret passion for karaoke and can belt out some impressive tunes when she thinks no one else is listening.

9. Tefnut has a sweet tooth and can't resist a good dessert. She's always on the lookout for the best bakery in town and loves to sample their treats.

Lore/ Backstory:Tefnut is based around a genshin impact theory called Samsara Theory or Teyvat Simulation theory. Tefnut's job is to observe, monitor, analyze, and run scenarios to find the solution of an "issue."

Tefnut never entered the simulation world herself. Her goal was simply to collect data on what was happening. She did not have any personal feelings toward that world. The world was merely an objective setting for her boss's experiments. However, the "issue" started affecting the real world after the accident.

Tefnut went to her boss in order to try to solve the issue. However, her boss went missing after the incident. He had left behind the research project, the experimental equipment, and a map that would help her find him.

The map was a piece of the prototype equipment. When it came time for her to collect the data she needed from the prototype equipment, she realized there were several problems she couldn't solve without going into the simulation world.

She tried to go into the simulation world, but something happened to the coding mechanism, and the system became chaotic with no way to control it.

Tefnut is currently trapped inside the simulation, but to her, all that matters is to find her boss and solve the "issue." She believes she will be able to figure out the "issue" if she finds her boss. That's why Tefnut sometimes has a glitching around her, but mostly, the glitching happens on her vision. As she moves through the simulation world, Tefnut uncovers more and more mysteries, leading her closer to finding her boss and the solution to the "issue."

She also begins to develop a personal attachment to the world she once only observed from afar. As she delves deeper into the simulation, Tefnut begins to discover that there may be far more at stake than just the resolution of the "issue." The very foundations of reality itself may be at risk.

[purplesurveys]

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Yesterday

1) What was the weather like? Did it change your plans in any way? It was extremely sunny during the day which kind of sucked, because yesterday my family played host to a family reunion on the rooftop and the weather made things feel a little uncomfortable. In the afternoon, while the sun did hide for a bit it ended up being super humid anyway, so in either case it really just ended up being a super sweaty affair lol.

We addressed it by making sure our aircon in the living room was turned on the entire afternoon, so that anyone who starts to feel super hot or dizzy can choose to go down – which is why it ended up pissing me off when I caught a few people not even trying to hide their bitchings about how hot it was at our place and yet refused to go downstairs when I offered. Complaints are classic Filipino guest things but something I've never learned how to tolerate so I was pretty irritated from the get-go of that damn reunion.

2) What did you do yesterday, anyway? Helped my parents host said reunion, for the most part. I was so exhausted from all the walking and hosting and socializing all over the house so ngl I was knocked out from like 5 to 8, right after people left ha. When I woke up earlier this evening I spent a few hours playing a game on my phone and now I'm here winding down with a couple of surveys. Not a very eventful Saturday which is how I prefer my weekends to be.

3) Did you eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner? What did you have? I didn't have breakfast as usual. Lunch wasn't a full meal for me, I just got like 3 pieces of sushi from our reunion spread. I also didn't have dinner and just made a cup of coffee which is still right next to me.

4) Did you do some form of exercise? What? If going up and down the stairs 200 times counts as exercise then it would be that.

5) Who did you spend the most time with? My sister. Out of the huge crowd at home, we knew each other the best so we stuck together, lol.

6) What television shows or movies did you watch? I finished Gyeongseong Creature super early on in the morning (like, technically I was watching it from Friday then it bled into the midnight hours of Saturday haha), then I also played a couple episodes of Friends for the very few people who were in my age group in the reunion.

7) What time did you get up and go to bed? I got up at like 9. Went to sleep at 3 AM earlier.

8) What was the best bit about yesterday? I can't decide between watching Gyeongseong Creature and getting to eat sushi.

9) What about the worst? Being bombarded with work messages on a Saturday. My work! Makes me! Depressed!

10) Did you talk to anyone on the phone? Who? Why? My mom needed help ordering additional food for the reunion so she called me up while she was doing last few errands at the grocery so I can take care of it.

Today

1) What time did you get up? I just got up and it's currently nearly a half hour past 8.

2) What are your plans for today? I'll be taking my family to my favorite ramen place for lunch, then later in the afternoon I'll be seeing my close friends for our super late Christmas party.

3) Have you eaten any meals yet? What did you have? None yet. I don't mind not eating for a few more hours because I'll be eating a lot today lmao, so I'd rather save up the hunger so I can fully pig out for both lunch and dinner.

4) Are you planning on seeing your friends or boyfriend/girlfriend? Yup! I'm seeing Angela, Reena, and Hans later for dinner/Christmas party. I don't think we've been together since...August? In any case, we'll be at our fav Korean spot so I'm looking forward to it.

5) Does your favorite television show air today? Breaking Bad ended 11 years ago.

6) Have you spoken to your parents yet? Nopes.

7) How many texts have you received? I haven't gotten anything yet for today.

8) Are you planning on going to bed early? I never do on Sundays because I never look forward to Mondays.

9) Have you done anything remotely productive today? Nope. The full load of my day will start in like an hour when we head to our usual Sunday mass and after that I'm going to be traveling everywhere hahaha. BGC for ramen, then I might have to shop for clothes for my Seventeen concert next week, then head home so I can drive out for dinner with friends.

10) How much money did you spend so far? Are you planning on spending more later? None yet as it's only 8 but I am for sure going to be pulling out my card a few times today.

Tomorrow

1) What time do you have to get up tomorrow? Around 8.

2) What do you hope the weather will be like? Chilly but not too chilly. Cold weather feels so good that it makes me miserable when at work, because when the weather is comfy like that all I want to do is rest. So it'll be nice if it were cold, but I hope it's not too comfy!cold that all I'll think about is why I'm not in bed, lol.

3) Is there anything you’re dreading about tomorrow? The fact that I have work and that it's Monday.

4) Is there anything important you need to do, or can you just relax? Nope, can't relax.

5) Do you have plans to see your friends? No, I never have time to during weekdays.

6) What do you hope will happen tomorrow? I hope my schedule will be nice to me.

7) Are you going to wake up at home, or somewhere else? Just at home.

8) If you don’t have any plans, what do you think you’ll end up doing? I'll be working.

9) Do you have to get a work out in at some point? Nope.

10) Will you be working or studying at all? Yes.

[the-guilty-writer]

Big Day, Huh?

Request from anon: Can you do a Spencer daughter reader where she has autism, like she always needs his help (can she be young like kid age)?

Spencer Reid x daughter!reader (child)

Summary: Spencer's autistic daughter has an eventful morning at the BAU.

A/N: Thank you for the request! I've never written a young child before so I hope this is okay.

CW: autistic reader going non verbal, eating habits, overwhelmed

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You sat under your dad's desk, off in your own little world, as you tried to take apart one of his pens in a manner that would let you put it back together.

You had the day off school, but your usual nanny was away on vacation so you got to spend the day with your dad at the office.

You took the metro every day with him to get you to school, but the ride to Quantico was about twice as long as your ride to school. Spencer had told you that ahead of time so you could keep track on your wrist watch. He was thankful that watching the clock go by had kept you occupied and calm at the same time. When your normal schedule was disrupted you didn't like it, but making things as predictable as possible in unpredictable situations helped you cope.

Just like your dad, you liked numbers. He told you how many metro stops it would be (12), how many blocks you'd have to walk (3), how many security checks you'd go through (2- the metal detector for you and a search of your bag), and how many floors the elevator old climb (6) to get to the BAU.

The bullpen was already busy by the time the two of you arrived, Spencer holding your hand so you stayed close. To get away from the busy visual of the office, you'd found refuge under his desk.

“You can tap my knee if you need anything, okay?”

Too overwhelmed to speak, you nodded in response. He helped you pull out your noise canceling headphones and then one of your stuffed animals- the kind with beads in it so you could play with the way the weight changed depending on how you placed it. You started with balancing it on your head, and then in your hand, and eventually your dad's shoe.

At the time that you would normally switch from reading time to math class you had asked your dad for something new to do.

“What about this puzzle?” He pulled a small sliding puzzle from your bag.

“No. Teacher gives us things not from our bag to do.”

Spencer hadn't considered this before, but it was true. During reading time you got something from your bag and during math time the teacher gave you handouts. So he'd given you a sheet of paper with some simple equations and a pen, purposefully making the problems easy so you wouldn't get frustrated.

After you had “turned in your work” your dad let you keep the pen. You'd always liked to take things apart and then put them back together and pens were no different. Spencer secretly hoped one day it would be something more cool, like a spectroscopy machine or a space shuttle, but pens were a good place to start.

Once you had taken the cap off the top, the spring easily fell out and then the ink. You were careful to line each of the pieces up on the floor to keep them orderly. Once you put the pen back together you clicked it a few times just to make sure it was working correctly before starting the process over again.

You checked your watch- it was nearly time for lunch. You tapped your dad on the knee. He scooted his chair back so he could look at you under the desk.

“Hey, what is it?” he asked.

“It’s lunch time,” you told him.

Spencer thought quickly- technically his lunch break wasn’t for another two hours, but it wasn’t worth waiting if it meant you’d have a stomach ache later which could possibly lead to a meltdown.

“Okay,” he said. “Let’s go eat lunch.”

You took your lunch box out of your bag and crawled out from underneath the desk. It was even busier now than it was this morning. You started to grind your teeth and clench your fists, feeling something you couldn’t quite pinpoint boil inside you. Your dad noticed immediately.

“(Y/N),” he cooed. “Can I carry you to the lunch room?”

You nodded and Spencer picked you up. As soon as you were in his arms, he wrapped his limbs around you tightly, providing you with a calming pressure. You buried your head in his shoulder and closed your eyes, reducing the amount of visual input your brain was receiving. The familiar smell of your dad’s shirt was calming and you balled your fists in the fabric, holding onto him tight as he carried you to the conference room.

Once the two of you were inside, he shut the door. Unless there was a case, the room would be empty other than the two of you. He helped you climb up into one of the chairs and unpack your lunch. You ate the same thing every day- a bag of apple slices, a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with the crust cut off, banana chips, and some crackers. Everything was perfectly portioned as always. You ate each of them one at a time, never switching between foods but always finishing one before starting on another.

Spencer worked on files as you ate, keeping any crime scene photos carefully concealed from your line of vision. He knew after this it would be your normal rest time, and since change always made you tired, he hoped you might even take a nap.

Once you were finished eating, Spencer helped you clean up your lunch area. He closed up the files he was working on and thought about where you could possibly have rest time. You asked him to carry you back through the bullpen, to which he gladly obliged, and put your lunchbox away in your bag.

You yawned, clearly tired and a bit overwhelmed. “Rest time,” you told your dad.

“Do you want me to carry you again?” he asked.

You lifted your arms towards him, asking to be picked up. He carried you down the hall towards JJ’s office. There was a large leather chair in the corner of her office that you could curl up in for a little while, but by the time he reached her office door, you were already fast asleep in his arms.

“JJ?” Spencer said softly so he didn’t wake you.

“Hey, Spence,” JJ replied. She smiled when she saw you asleep in his arms. “Big day, huh?”

“Yeah,” he said. “Do you mind if we sit in the chair for a little bit? Just so she can get some rest?”

“Of course. Make yourself at home.”

Spencer walked over to the chair and sat down on it carefully. You stirred a bit in his arms but didn’t wake up. JJ closed the door to reduce the amount of sound in the room. Spencer kept you cradled in his grasp, feeling the softness of your breath against his shoulder and the gentle rise and fall of your tiny diaphragm against his body.

“You’re a great dad, Spence,” JJ told him. “She’s lucky to have you.”

Spencer smiled a bit. “She’s the best thing that ever happened to me.”

He began to feel himself relax. You were in a deep sleep now and the room was quiet other than the soft scratching of JJ’s pen against paper. He closed his eyes, telling himself that it would only be a minute, but before he knew it he was asleep too.