#i'm still looking for some diys 👀

[moonbeansally]

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🌱spare diys/diy wishlist🌱

[sweetfire01]

Merry Christmas, here's your gift 👀

Daddy! Diavolo pt.2 (forced age regression)

[Pt.1]

"it's time to get up, sugar, open your eyes for daddy." A voice pulled you out of dreamland. Was your daddy there? "Ugh…Da…da…" Your mouth felt funny, you couldn't articulate the words well. You snapped your eyes open as you fully woke up, finding Diavolo kneeling in front of the bed. Everything that had happened came back to you. The adoring look on his face made you flustered again. "Aww, look at you! Too little to talk huh? Alright, dada loves hearing you babbling!" You suddenly realized you had something in your mouth and spat it out – it was a pacifier! The action must have seemed extremely adorable to the prince, cooing at you as he pulled you out of the blankets and crib. You kicked your feet weakly, protesting. "Nooo…Dii...Dii…" Damnation! Why did you feel this way? You couldn't speak, your tongue felt incredibly heavy, as did your cheeks and arms, resulting in a pathetic and futile attempt to free yourself from his grip. "Mmmh, do you prefer to call me Didi? Oh, okay baby, then Didi loves hearing you babbling" He hummed, setting you down on the carpet, sitting next to you and taking some stuffed animals from a basket. "Here, now that you're all rested up are you ready for some playtime?" Please no. You wanted to escape.

Despite all your time in the Devildom, you had never had an hour…this much hellish. Diavolo tried to get you to play, first with some stuffed bunnies, but when you refused to answer his "hop, hop, I'm the Rabbit Prince, what's your name?" he decided you were just too young for that. “Maybe not much fun for a baby who's still babbling,” he commented, which earned him an “absolutely adorable” glare from you and a bunny tossed no further than 50cm from you. He then proceeded to lie you on the carpet, with you stomach up, and take a rattle. It wass a simple wooden stick with a seemingly empty ball on top. Knowing you didn't have enough strength to make that thing fly out of his hands, you attempted to at least roll onto your side. But before you could even turn your head, the demon twirled the rattle, with the sphere facing a few centimeters from your face and…not only did you hear a faint tinkling of bells but also…the sphere coloured? It only lasted a couple of seconds, but you could have sworn you saw something there. Seeing how all your attention was now directed towards the toy, the prince smiled and spun it around again, a little longer. There, you were right! Small patches of color moved and merged with each other, generating other new patches that moved on the internal surface of the sphere.

“You like your new toy, don't you?” The prince's voice was calm and deep, even comforting in a way. And the rattle…yes, you had to admit, it was nice and interesting. If the sphere was empty inside, where did that sound of bells come from? Magic, most likely it had something to do with it. Diavolo continued to twirl it, the colors mixing and blurring together. “Right, I shouldn't expect you to talk. You're too small for that, you prefer babbling.” he chuckled and you let out a soft whine. You hadn't been able to say a single word correctly since you'd woken up. Maybe…maybe you should actually babble. Better than not talking at all, right? You made some disjointed sounds, you didn't even know what you wanted to say exactly. But again, better than staying silent… "Look at you, you're just a baby. A sweet, cute, happy and helpless baby. And you know that your Dada loves you so much." You felt a strange sensation in your lower tummy. You don't know if it was the fascinating colored spots that rotated above your head, the relaxing tinkling of the bells or the honeyed voice of your Dada that made you feel at ease. You giggled and squirmed a little. "You want to play with it, don't you? Come on, try to catch it." He lifted it up and you tried, you tried to raise your arms, but you couldn't move them from your chest, except for a few centimeters. The feeling in your belly became uncomfortable and you pouted. It wasn't fair, you just wanted to take that rattle and rotate it like Dada did! Why weren't your arms cooperating?! It was…so frustrating! You wanted to cry, even scream because of all this, but you didn't have time to make a single sound before Diavolo brought you closer to him, sitting across his lap. Your head rested on his chest, one arm wrapping completely around your back to support you, with his hand massaging your lower abdomen while the other one held…the rattle! He was so close now! He held it close to your hands, and you managed to grab it. He helped you gently twirl it, his hand guiding yours."You like being in your Dada's arms, hm? It feels so good." It was true. You felt so comfortable, protected…You wanted more. You brought your free hand closer to his, the one that continued to caress your tummy. He smiled when he saw you reach for it, and he took it in his, bringing it to his lips and kissing your palm. You giggled. It tickled you lightly as Dada peppered light kisses all over your palm. He lowered his hands back to your tummyy and you returned to seeing the swirl of color inside the sphere. A blue spot and a yellow one that joined to form another green one, this one approaching a red one and… And then nothing. His hand stopped moving the rattle. The stains faded, the ringing stopped, and silence returned to the room. Or at least just for a moment: a soft hiss was heard, and from the way your crotch was getting wetter and wetter, you realized in horror. That funny feeling in your abdomen, it was your bladder full of pee. You were peeing. But not only that. You were peeing in your diaper, on Diavolo's lap. And you noticed how his hand was now pressed to your diaper, feeling it as it got warmer and heavier. "My, my, how can such a small thing like you pee so much? Here, let's go change you." His voice shook you out of your thoughts as you were trying to process everything. What the fuck happened? You started to cry, you hated the feeling of the wet diaper, you hated the ridiculous way you had been acting just a moment ago, you hated being so helpless, you hated Diavolo. He placed you on the changing table, hushing you and starting to change you. He still had that stupid, smug smile. You hated that too. You couldn't help but look at him with hatred.

After he put a clean diaper on you, Diavolo took off his shirt and carried you over to a rocking chair, sitting you on his lap once more, your head this time supported by his arm. You hated also this position. “Now, now, that was fun, wasn't it?” You almost snarled at him. He started rocking his chair as he ignored you. “You seemed like a real baby, the way you babbled, giggled and peed yourself.” He chuckled, before looking at you with a look that sent shivers through you “You know, that rattle was magical. It would have been harmless enough as it was, but those little bells I added inside…oh yeah, I just put them for you. They have the power to brainwash anyone who hears them and make them do whatever the caster tells them." Oh God. No. "I was telling you, wasn't I?" He leaned closer to your ear and his voice became darker "You were just a cute baby, who loved his new toy, who couldn't talk, who was helpless." You whined and he returned to position. "Oh, don't worry, baby. I won't use it, at least not anytime soon. I'm sure you'll be more cooperative now. It's feeding time! Aren't you hungry?" Oh yes, you were hungry. But you didn't want to find out what he had in mind. You whined again in protest, but the demon took it only as confirmation. You couldn't wait to eat, huh? He adjusted you so that your face was pressed further into his chest, your mouth near his nipple. You weren't about to… "Here, drink the milk. I promise it's delicious" No no no no. You started to turn your head, trying to get away. Diavolo simply laughed. "Oh my, what's the matter? And here I thought you wanted to go back to normal. You know, with your tongue and muscles working together." You froze, looking at him in shock. Again that dangerous smile and that darker voice. "You know the paci you woke up with earlier? It was dipped in a type of poison that numbs all your muscles, from your tongue to your limbs to your bladder. Very helpful, I must admit." He chuckled as you continued to stare at him with wide eyes. "But perhaps you don't know that demon milk is very powerful, even working as an antidote against poisons. So, if you want to heal…" You gulped. You couldn't…"But obviously I don't want to force you, so if you want I can put you back in the crib in this state and leave you like that all night." You started shaking. You wanted your mobility back. Staying like this all night… for what then? He would probably just force you to drink in the morning. You looked at his nipple closest to you and hesitantly wrapped your mouth around it. You heard Diavolo coo and start rubbing your head. You wanted to bite him, you really wanted to do it, but you didn't want to face the consequences. You closed your eyes and began to suck. But then your eyes widened again as the sweetest milk immediately started filling your mouth. You didn't want to admit it, but it was delicious. You had never tasted anything like it. You continued like this, drinking almost greedily, amidst the praises of Diavolo. And the more you continued, the more you could feel how your tongue moved more easily. You couldn't hold back a whine when nothing more came out of the nipple, but the prince moved you to the other one and you started drinking again. You wanted to stop, embarrassed by your behavior, by the whole situation. But you couldn't, you were hungry and tired after everything that had happened today and if you could eat something delicious, then you were going to accept it, dammit! And then you didn't know if the effect of the poison had worn off completely. Better to be careful, right? It wasn't long before you slowed your pace, your tummy now feeling full.

You closed your eyes and smiled, hearing Diavolo chuckle. He had never stopped stroking your head. You barely felt when he placed your head on his shoulder and made you burp. And he didn't have time to put you in the crib before you were already asleep.

That whole situation was crazy and you had to choose your battles, but you would have accepted this one without a problem.

[j-nor]

i saw you collect clown shit I'm being a clown for Halloween can I see 👀

SCREAMING AND CRYING!!!! YES ID LOVE TO SHOW YOU!!! IM BEING A CLOWN FOR HALLOWEEN TOO!!! THANK YOU FOR ASKING ME ABOUT MY CLOWN STUFF <333333333

This is my clown suit, which is hand-made out of 2 colorful blankets and a pillowcase, i free handed most of it and also hand stitched about 60% of it because my sewing machine broke mid-project. (Just a heads up while we’re still at the top, this post is gonna be loooooooooooong and have a lot of pictures, also sorry for how gross the carpet looks he’s just like that)

This is my circus tent juice box

This is my costume drawer, where I cram as much stuff as I can fit, it’s pretty full so I’ll just show you my favorite stuff.

These are the highlights, my googley-eye ring, the first clown mask I made, the first party hat I made, my diy ruffled wrist cuffs and collar, and my jewelry hoard.

These are my clowns, which are both hand sewn, they’re names are Butterbean (left) and Corn (right). Butterbeans face was smudged by some water, I’ll get around to fixing it soon.

These are all the little trinkets I keep with them, things I find that I consider clownish. Most of these were picked up from dollar stores, thrift stores, stoop sales, giveaways or relatives homes. There’s a lot so I’ll just show my favorites.

These are my rubber reptiles, my tardigrade and monster finger-puppets, my wind up toys, and some bouncy balls and jingle bells.

This is my doorway decoration.

These are my other accessories that don’t fit in the costume drawer. My collection of silly sunglasses, my second favorite vest, this lovely sweater, and of course the essential clown nose and bow tie.

These are my clown shoes. These rubber boots have tragically become far too small for me, so I’m saving them untill my cousins are older. The rainbow sneakers are only for special occasions because they hurt my feet and Im trying to protect the color.

Land lastly, this is my favorite sculpture, I made it a few years ago.

All these were collected over the past 3ish years, a-lot of pieces were hand made or found in cheap stores, when I go out I keep my eyes peeled for anything clownish and that’s why I’ve managed to grow my hoard so large lol. If anyone reading wants to use the pictures for something (a mood board, a collage, whatever), tag me so I can see it!!!! Thanks for sending me this ask :o) I literally jumped out of bed as soon as I got it because I am a weapons-grade weirdo and love to talk about clowns

Have a lovely day and a happy Halloween!!!

[brown-little-robin]

hi robin :] very random but im watching craft videos while i eat dinner and it got me thinking about ur ceramics. giving u permission to ramble about the ceramics process (or literally anything abt ceramics), if you want to <3 idk anything abt ceramics like not a clue but im very curious and every time u talk abt them i stare at u w sparkly eyes (also i've recently developed a HUGE respect for all 3d arts bc holy shit making it look right at all angles ?????literally how)

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Hi thank you so much!! staring at you with the same sparkly eyes,,, watching craft videos while you eat that's so cool,,, Also, weirdly enough, I have the same "how???" thoughts about doing 2d art. I have trouble conceptualizing making something look right from only 1 angle; that seems like a lot of pressure. with a sculpture, if something doesn't look right from one angle, I know there's probably some structural problem, and I turn the sculpture around a little bit and usually figure out that the problem is deeper than what I thought. I'm thinking of ears, specifically—how, often, my problem with the outlines of my ears (seen from the front) is that the back of the ear isn't full enough, I need to add clay, and just nudging the clay to fix the outline wouldn't Work. and I wouldn't have known if I couldn't turn the sculpture around. the respect and awe goes both ways

longgg ramble about the ceramics process below the cut :]

okay SO. the ceramics process, huh? Well, I mean, I'm really in love with the sculpting part, where you take wet clay and make it into an Animal with Bones And Muscles. I just love the animal form—I think in a similar way to how you love the human form and the way clothing folds. I do wheel-throwing too (I make cups, bowls, that sort of thing), but I've been sculpting since I was like 8 years old and I'm way better at sculpture. it's one of a few things in my life that I take genuine pride in. I love teaching people about sculpting, too!! nothing better than seeing someone instantly grasp the insight I spent years developing <333 ANYWAY

one thing that often surprises people about clay is that it's very... flexible, water-content-wise. clay is basically made of a bunch of small "plates" of dry material with water in between. the water makes the entire structure flexible, which is why clay shrinks and goes brittle when it dries. and clay is always drying out. small sculptures like the ones I make, especially ones with thin limbs (more surface area for the air to leech moisture out of) dry out within half an hour. I have to add water to the thin parts every so often the whole time I'm sculpting. but of course the clay has to be firm enough to hold the creature's overall shape, so it's a balance. it's always a race against time. it's super exciting. To Me, anyway

it takes a day or two for a sculpture to dry. After the sculpture dries out, that's when I paint it with my special pigments. (pigments that survive 2,000+ degrees of heat!!) Like this:

these are the same sculpture. the first picture was from right after I sculpted the wet clay; the second picture is after it got painted.

Then once a sculpture is made, it sits and dries, right? the water leaves the clay. but not ALL the water. that's why you "fire" the sculpture: you put it in a kiln and heat it up to ~1800°F. EIGHTEEN HUNDRED DEGREES. at that point, all the water boils out and the clay CHEMICALLY CHANGES. the "plates" begin to bond to each other. But they don't bond all the way in the first firing, because you want the clay to still be porous / hydrophilic. you want it to SUCK IN WATER. this is because you want GLAZE to attach to the clay.

Glaze—at least the kind of glaze that I use—is basically DIY glass. It's a lot of very fine silica (sand) with other stuff (like powdered metals) in it to give color. The sand-metal-powder is suspended in water to make it usable, and I stir up the glaze in its liquid form and dip my sculpture in it, and the super dry clay goes YAY WATERRR I'M SO THIRSTY and GRABS the glaze, and the powdery part is left on the surface of the sculpture while the water goes into the clay. it feels funny on your skin when you hold a sculpture in the glaze; you can actually feel the dry clay accepting the water. it feels like... have you ever dropped water on a bone-dry wooden board and seen the water spread out in the direction of the wood's grain? it feels like that.

the sculpture is left looking white and powdery and generally not very attractive. unfired glaze is just... thick white chalk.

THEN I fire the clay a SECOND time. The heat varies, but I always fire to at least 2,244° F. >:D >:D >:D and the sandy glaze actually MELTS INTO GLASS. and I open the kiln, which has the products of about a year or two of work in it, and I WEEP IN JOY because everything has COMPLETELY TRANSFORMED. firing is always risky. some of the sculptures always fail somehow—they break in firing for various reasons, or the glaze runs onto the shelf, or the glaze color turns out different than I thought. but some of them always come out BETTER than I imagined. and it's always a process of discovery, slowly unloading the kiln, layer by layer... the objects still warm from the heat of their firey transformation... hot enough to burn, if you're unloading before they've cooled enough, which I usually do because it's just so exciting...

and my glaze shrinks slightly more than the clay does. imagine that: a thin layer of glass shrinking more than it can take. you can actually hear it breaking. little quiet "plink! plink! plink!" as the glass shatters just a little under the stress. we call it "crazing" and it leaves little cracks in the glaze, like so:

you can also see tiny bubbles in the glaze on the rabbit's inner ear!

I just. (physically shaking) I just love ceramics so much. The sculpting part feels almost like meditation. it's almost a form of worship, for me, it's religious, it's a little version of creation, a way to look at bodies and try to express how they work. For the simple sculpture, I just make them from memory, but I work from references for my difficult sculptures—for instance, here's the little pile of images I collected to make my recent tiger:

the painting part is just plain fun, putting cool designs and stuff on a 3-d object in a low-pressure way. and then the two firings are pure magic. pure delayed gratification. it's incredible. you're telling me this thing I shaped with my mortal human fingers survives TWO THOUSAND DEGREES OF HEAT? you're telling me I get to MAKE COLORED GLASS? out of SAND and METAL? you're telling me after all that, I get to open up the kiln which has put these things through immense heat and see these beautiful objects and go I made those?????

YEAH. SCREAMS.

thanks for reading, I hope you had fun <333

[j0kers-light]

Hi, Chaos! This request is kinda specific, but you can make it more general if you want. Let's say the reader wants to dye her hair blue (or any color, but I like blue💙) She doesn't want to tell J though, she wants to surprise him and see his reaction. (Positive, negative, "Hmm... such a beautiful color on ya, sweet girl. It, ah, suits you" or something to that effect). I'm not really sure, but I'm very curious what could be done with a reader who (with no experience and lots of nerves) decides to get her hair dyed and then J reacts. Plus, I'm curious of your take on this. I hope you have a good day!

Hello my beloved @alittlesmartcookie !! 💙✨

Blue Is the Warmest Color (hehe wink)

This one is a personal fav since my hair is currently blue and also because blue is my favorite color followed immediately by black. So I hope you enjoy and gather the courage to dye your hair!!!

Image credit

You have absolutely no idea what possessed you to travel to the beauty supply story and buy bottles of bleach and arctic fox.

It originated from a lazy night in, a random spurt of boldness or maybe pure irrational thought, plus the fact that J wasn't around to tell you it was a bad idea.

He'd been gone for the entire week-- out of town doing who knows what, leaving you unsupervised.

You were craving something new and feeling reckless and what better way to get both desires out of your system than with a new look?

You could always cut it if you didn't like it.... 👀

You already experimented with bangs (mind you it was DIY and you were absolutely petrified it would look terrible) Brad Mondo would be so proud!

You look phenomenal with bangs but you never dabbled with color before.

You thought it was impossible with your hair type. What if you damaged your curl pattern or messed it up forever?

Smart Y/n would've done extensive research before applying bleach, but you were feeling reckless and not thinking straight. YOLO?

The store clerk gave you some tips on how to dye your tips and sent you on your way with the necessary tools to get the job done.

You decided to start out small and just dye the ends of your hair and work from there if you ended up hating it.

You weren't ready for a full head dye job. You weren't that bold and you genuinely did not know if Joker would like it.

His opinion didn't matter since it was your hair but you still wanted him to like it!

Joker was your heart and if he didn't like your new look... nope you did not want to think negatively!

You donned plastic gloves, mixed the color and toner together, blasted some motivational music, and got to work.

You were not expecting the opacity and the payoff to be so...

"D__n, I look good."

You had finished dying and rinsing out the remaining color and set about styling your hair. You couldn't stop flipping your locs over your shoulder and staring into the mirror. You were most definitely feeling yourself.

Your electric blue hair tumbling down to your mid waist looked so good! Your hands were still shaking as you ran a hand through the loose curls to apply a finishing serum. Color treated products were now your hail Mary.

You can't believe you actually did it. Two hours ago you were sitting on your couch with virgin hair and now... you laughed out loud and quickly covered your mouth.

You did a small victory dance and didn't notice J walking into the bathroom. He heard you laughing to yourself and decided to see what all the fuss was about.

Your back was to him and his eyes widened at the vivid blue that was now your hair.

"Uh... doll?" he said.

You screamed as you turned around. You weren't expecting Joker for at least another day or so!!

You didn't have time to clean the stains in the shower or rid of the soiled towels, forever stained blue. No one warned you that hair dye well dyed everything.

"HI JOKER HOW WAS YOUR TRIP?!" You turned around and tried hiding your hair as if he couldn’t see it.

Too bad he could still see it in the mirror's reflection. You were so cute when you were nervous it made him smirk.

You couldn't get a good read on if Joker was upset or not but he walked up and spun you around by your shoulders. You heard his indifferent hum (the one that could be interpreted as good or bad) and waited for this verdict.

Your heart couldn't bear it if J hated your new look. He kept quiet as he played with the freshly dyed strands. The vivid color was a lot to take in. The suspense was driving you insane so you started to talk your way out of this just in case you were in trouble.

"I can cut off the blue if you hate it but I was bored and wanted to try something different and you really shouldn't leave me alone for long periods of time when I get like this you know I'm just as unpredictable as you and why aren't you—"

Joker made eye contact with you in the mirror. "Bunny. Slow. Down."

You took a deep breath and closed your eyes. "If you hate it then I can—"

Joker snorted and bent down to leave a big wet kiss on your cheek.

"Its uhhh diff-er-ent but I didn't say I haTe it. Hmm, such a pretty shade of blue an' especially on you sweet girl. It ah.. suits ya."

He rested his chin on your shoulder and continued to admire you in the mirror. It took him a minute to get over the initial shock factor but the color was growing on him.

You were speechless. He liked it!

"You.. you like it?" Your face cracked into a smile. Joker hummed and nuzzled his nose into your neck. It made you break out in giggles.

You were so nervous about him hating it, you didn't calculate the possibility of him liking it.

You spun around to give Joker a hug. He caught you with a roll of his eyes. He could tell you were nervous about his opinion but he would still love you if you decided to go blonde or even shave your head.

No matter what style you chose, you would still be his girl, his Bunny.

He was more concerned about being away from his sweet girl. A week was far too long and he wondered what else you got into during his absence. Hopefully you behaved yourself.

"Oh, I accidentally stained the shower by the way." You mentioned.

You said it so casually, Joker didn't register it at first but then his eyes snapped open and darted over to the shower. He could see the splattered walls from across the room.

On second thought Joker was never leaving you alone again. Who was gonna clean that?!

[boba-beom]

fr you can take them everywhere without having to buy/carry some heavy ass amp 🫠 aww that is so cute though that the guitar has been with you for that long🥺 i have a classical guitar that's been with me since i was 13 and an electric one that's been with me ever since i was 15 i think?

anyways, i've always thought about attaching one of those devices to my classical guitar so i could turn it into electric-acoustic as well, but i feel like when it comes to electric acoustic guitars, it's always better to buy one and not diy one.

i love how this is something we have in common though🥺

the middle school i went to required us to learn different pieces on the flute and get graded on them. we had a book all about it and that's how i learned hehe. it is indeed a beautiful instrument though and i find it fascinating how you can produce different sounds through it just with your breath. and it's honestly pretty easy to learn and with your musical background, i'm sure you'd pick it up really quick :") ahh, the harp is such a magical instrument. it's so calming and relaxing <3 wooow i'm always highly impressed by people who can play the violin, because it's not easy instrument at all. and self taught piano? respect. are you secretly a music genius too? 👀👀

my best friend actually taught me some piano and i also learned some things on my own, but i haven't played the piano that much ever since he moved across the world :/ nowadays, i mostly use the piano when i'm trying to guess the chords/notes in a song.

it's always nice to hear the perspective of other people on creative work tbh, cause everyone perceives things differently. i think that's my favorite thing about literature - how subjective it is🥺

ah, i see. i didn't know that. and thank you smiles🥺 have you had any time to look at txt's tour? ash blue taehyun has me WEAK to my knees fr wow it looks so good on him!! i think you really manifested that into reality. also the choreography to tinnitus is so good, i just love groovy it is. also the way soobin and taehyun did their parts, whoosh, i'm dizzy. anyway, beomgyu really ate it up, i think tinnitus suits him so much.🥺 and also the choreography for farewell neverland is so beautiful like wow, i have no words?? they all looked so stunning and the vocals were so good.

p.s: black is one of favorite haircolors on soob but i kinda miss blond hair soob, it looked so good on him. also whoever has been styling kai's hair so far needs a raise, because he looks way too good.

I did used to have a classical guitar before my dad gifted me the electro-acoustic one. but yes, I guess you could diy it, it's just a hassle and a little tedious but some electro-acoustics are pricey too, especially now with inflation 😭 but omg you have an electric one!! and how is it? I also love how we have that in common, I feel like I love talkingt o people about guitars and I can go on for a while hehe

I wouldn't say music genius 🤭 I've just always been interested in performing and doing covers. It's funny actually, because I could never do a speech in front of my class but I could perform a set of songs in front of majority of my high school peers, I just find it fun that way

I never actually got graded for piano and I've wanted to take lessons but with the pace of how my life was and is going I feel like I wouldn't have the time atm :< maybe in the future I'll pick it up again. I do have a keyboard in my room and the last song I learnt was billie eilish' my future. omg trying to find chords and notes by ear can be hard, unless you have perfect pitch? 👀 but that's nice that you learn from someone else, it's fun like that.

you're so right, like music, art, writing — they're all subjective and it's up to how people interpret it, I love it :>

omg YES I can't believe you remembered me manifesting periwinkle blue tyun hehe, it really does suit him and I hope his hair colour stays like that throughout the whole tour. I still have hope that I'll see them late this year IF they release europe/uk tour dates. the choreo for tinnitus is SO CATCHY like the vibes and the whole lot is just a masterpiece 🤭 farewell, neverland really is beautiful. something about that gives me contemporary dance and I love that for them, especially hueningkai's solo that he does? they're so graceful I love it. oh and blue spring? I told myself I need to go to their concert so I can hear them sing it and sing it with them. I got emotional the first time I heard it. all the emotion is there and again, another tubatu x moa song <3 they really love us :')

I was really hoping soobin would be a different colour but black, solely because he went from black hair, to blonde and to black hair again :(( I was hoping he'd be a light brown at least but black does suit him a lot. as for kai, his hair styled so far has been beautiful. oh and yeonjun and beomgyu with their long hair? long hair tubatu has a special place in my heart, honestly 💕

how have you been, lovely?

[starry-blue-echoes]

YOU

YOUR THOUGHTS ARE GALAXY AND ARE MAKING BRAIN GO BRRRR SO HAVE SOME MORE BRAINROT

the mental image of the Echoes Acts being like a DIY In Progress Requiem Stand is fucking hysterical, I'm taking that idea for the future-

I'd imagine the Dice Backlash is only triggered if you interfere with the dice directly. Messing with nearby surfaces probably wouldn't count, but only to a certain degree. Like, let's say the dice is just about to roll to a stop and you mess with the surface. That would probably get you a penalty, but if the dice is still in the middle of bounding around it'll probably be fine

Requiem Stands are honestly a gamble. Definitely depends on what exactly the Requiem Stand does. For example, SCR might only be able to mildly affect it by making a person's Stand interfere with the dice results, but GER might be able to render the roll completely null. I don't think it would be able to change the roll, rather just making it completely useless in general. Diavlo could roll a Nat 20 only for GER to come in and make it worthless. As for the designs, I think it would just add to the dice instead of overwriting the old design

and YESSSSSS WITH THE POSSIBLE INTIMACY OF OTHERS. Because like. The dice are their fate. Their life, their future, everything rests in how those little things decide to roll. By trusting someone else with holding them, with rolling them, that's trusting them with everything. I'd imagine there would be some Fated Universal Thing preventing people for getting their dice rolled without their consent, probably the same thing that makes sure you can't loose your dice even if you don't want them. Maybe if the person the dice belong to doesn't want it to happen, the outcome of the roll will just do. Absolutely nothing

and ooooooooo that's a fun idea with Heaven's Door 👀👀👀 It gives Rohan an even better look at the person he's reading, and in a fight it gives him a better idea of where they fall short and he could beat them

oh are we doing fun au night? ok au where the land of jojo's bizarre universe is just like dnd for all the stats and mathy bits. Like they don't have the same races or class or magic or whatever, they all just have a page with all their stats and notable information and everyone has to roll dice for almost everything (except for this where you're so good at doing it there's virtually no way to mess it up, like ringing a doorbell or something) but anyway I just think it'd be funny that Jonathan rolls like a 19 on the killing blow for Dio but because it wasn't a perfect 20 he barely survives. Just a thought

-fanfic author anon

SJRDBNVJDBFVDFBVD THIS REMINDS ME OF AN AU I MADE FOR A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT SHOW WAY BACK WHEN

basically the way the AU went was that at birth, every single person in the world has a special set of dice. It's impossible to steal, destroy or lose them, and any attempt to do so will backfire horribly on the person who tries. The stats and modifiers you mentioned are invisible to everyone except the person they belong to, and dice rolls happen whether the person wants it to or not, but most people prefer rolling the dice themselves for some semblance of control

so some possible thoughts:

what if Jonathan did roll a Nat 20 but because of Dio's new Vampiric Modifiers he managed to just barely survive

in turn, during the Stardust fight, Jotaro then manages to just barely defeat Dio as a bit of fun irony

Joseph's That Guy who seems to be perpetually cursed with shitty rolls EXCEPT for when it actually matters and he randomly starts getting back to back Nat 20s

Pucci is arguably even more of a fanatic this time because the Dice are essentially a "physical" manifestation of Fate

[rarepears]

You know, I kinda wanna see some of the harem infighting between SJ and LBH in the emperor au 👀

Shen Jiu: Why would I be jealous of a child?

Luo Binghe: I'm NOT a child!! I of marriable age!!

Shen Jiu: The child protests too much. You are still so young, you still do not understand the world of adults.

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Luo Binghe gifts Shen Jiu a fan made of paper soaked with poison that is supposed to cause hideous rashes among other beauty scarring issues.

Shen Jiu enjoys a facial spa session with Shen Yuan instead. Shen Yuan loves sheet masks and knows plenty of DIY recipes that still work without modern machinery.

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Luo Binghe: Your gift is tacky.

Shen Jiu: I'm afraid that if I don't give my husband a large enough ring, well, some people are blind and still can't see it.

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Shen Jiu ensures that Luo Binghe's gift to Shen Yuan goes "missing" right before Shen Yuan's birthday feast.

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Luo Binghe: I see Shizun failed to wake up early enough to see the emperor off to work.

Shen Jiu: The nightlife of adults starts at eleven o'clock. Young children are already bed by then, but the royal dragon has no mortal needs such as rest.

Luo Binghe: ...we are cultivators who don't need to sleep and eat.

Shen Jiu: The adults who go to bed at eleven o'clock are people who have no sex life, understand? Ah, I shouldn't have said such a thing just now. It wouldn't do to make single dogs jealous.

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Luo Binghe "gifts" Shen Qingqiu a plant with sex pollen while Shen Yuan is out traveling (and wasn't scheduled to return to the palace for a week). Unfortunately Luo Binghe was not able to catch Shen Qingqiu cheating on Shen Yuan as planned. :/

Shen Qingqiu retaliates by having Luo Binghe's clothes washed in hot water which shrinks the clothes too much for Luo Binghe to wear them.

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Both know better than to reach lethal/maiming level of sabotage since then Shen Yuan would be forced to interfere. So they resort to petty tactics like itching powder and name calling.

That way Shen Yuan can just hide in his office doing paperwork and pretending that the petty drama isn't happening.

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Luo Binghe got scolded when he snuck in heavenly demon blood into Shen Qingqiu's meal. Shen Yuan also banned the demon from the imperial palaces for a month - the most torturous month in Luo Binghe's life.

As for Shen Qingqiu, he got a very disappointed look from Shen Yuan for encouraging Luo Binghe's escalating violent tactics to attract Shen Yuan's attention. Shen Qingqiu suffered greatly from Shen Yuan's month of avoidance.

Both Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe made a silent pact not to drive Shen Yuan that far again... although Shen Qingqiu still doesn't stop trying to lord his empress status over Binghe's demon emperor aka a foreign guest/official dignitary status.

Binghe is starting to run out of plausible political excuses to keep visiting Shen Yuan's empire now that the two have hammered out a bunch of trade treaties and military alliances.

[nuttytani]

Hi! 2, 23, anddd 26 please?

Heya heya kisara ! thanks for sending in an ask; btw I'm glad whenever I see your reblogs and posts on my dash even though we don't talk much 😂💖 hope you're having a good day

2. If you had to give up your keyboard and write your stories exclusively by hand, could you do it? If you already write everything by hand, a) are you a wizard and b) pen or pencil?

b) pen. But I don't like writing by hand because

1) my handwriting sucks and looks bad because I want to write fast to keep up with my thought process ;-; and it's still too slow

2) I'm too lazy to write (by hand and typing too) which also leads me to why I don't even make alot of content on my blog. Doesn't mean I haven't written fics by hand though, sometimes when I have too much free time at school I'll write hcs xD or oneshots but I'll really miss the copy/ cut/ paste we have on a pc or mobile.

23. Describe the physical environment in which you write. Be as detailed as possible. Tell me what’s around you as you work. Paint me a picture.

A wonky black glass desk with a white lamp on the side, a black acer laptop, a blue mouse and a DIY note pad as a mouse pad 😂. Lots of sweaters and random jackets thrown over my red office chair. A bedside table on the left of my setup which has a green money plant and other miscellaneous items like a pencil case, some scrunchies. To the right of the set-up we have my bed! And my writing view? (Because my desk faces the window) My neighbours porch and backyard 👀

26. How do you get into your character’s head? How do you get out? Do you ever regret going in there in the first place?

I don't think I go in their head ? When I write I just go with the flow and imagine how the characters would act in certain scenarios. Think of it as, how I would like to see them act as a third party or a reader.

[weishenbwi]

hello! i almost screamed when i saw you replied to my previous message for some reason (i’m not sure why i opted to leave my previous message anonymous if i was just going to use my account anyway. this is me btw!)

i’m glad to have said something of impact to you, and i’d like to assure you that your writing is most definitely worth reading💛(trust me!! i’ve read and reread) not just A Lesson Learned, but also some of the other stuff you’ve written that i’ve had the pleasure of reading.

i seriously find it so cool that you’re taking up book-binding and calligraphy. i, myself, actually had a calligraphy set given to me as a gift one time, although i wasn’t very motivated to use it and it’s unfortunately still collecting dust somewhere in my closet; so i hope you keep your spirits and hopes high so you can reach your calligraphic goals! your book-binding ones, too!

i wish you luck on your writing, but remember not to push yourself too hard!! write for yourself, not for others. i can’t wait to see what you come up with! stay safe and content! -🧵 (i’ve been trying to come up with a representative emoji for myself and that’s the one i found i like the most for some reason)

(also sorry if i’m writing too much. i’ve been told it gets annoying, but it’s a habit i can’t seem to break since i always have so much to say :)

Hello🧵! I've kept this message in my little pocket because it's really wholesome and pure. I honestly love it so much. Soo glad you came off anon! 🥺😏

Your compliments are so thoughtful, thank you. I didn't know how to react because I've been struggling with finding any inspiration for so long I almost considered 1980s Stephen King's method. Insomnia, Alcohol and Coke (Zero). 😂😳 /j

I wish I could say I decided to pick up these skills for my own benefit but my friend's birthday is around the same time as Jongdae's and he wants a Halloween//abandoned victorian house style party (which will just be us and our roommates if people don't get their shit together with this virus) and so the idea for creating a sort of wizard/witch set of spell books occurred. The gilding is... well gilding is hard as fuck. 😂😭 And I don't recommend it to people who don't have the proper machines (aka me). Gilded pages are beautiful though. Ah, and my friend is vegan so authentic leather-bound books that look like skin are out of the picture (but I did discover they do have vegan leather and that works just as well)! I sort of cut open and stitched them together with a thick black thread so you can imagine how that looks. 💀

As for Calligraphy, you should get it out and try something! If you celebrate Halloween or Christmas, you could do a set of DIY gifts with your own personal touch! I've tried for years to convince my family to do a DIY gift Christmas without any luck of course. I could go on about the birthday planning and decorations we'll keep up into November but I've already said so much. 👀

Your representative emoji is cute.🧵 Do you sew?

I did try and push myself and wrote 5000+ words before watching two autopsies and working on the bday stuff more. I made 50 of those Harry Potter floating candles (100 sticks of hot glue) using thin cardboard until I realized that perhaps if I'm going to spend this much time on them, I should use something a little more long-lasting. ����️ So I need to get some pvc pipes. 👀

Nooo I love when people write a lot. 🥺 I easily fall into saying too much (as you can tell) but I absolutely adore your message, your username, and profile image. That entire photoshoot was peak Virgo Jongdae and I'm here for it. 💙♍