#im going to keep it on my highlights forever

[angryborzois]

NO WAY??? I PUT THE INO EDIT ON MY INSTA STORY BECAUSE I LOVED IT SO MUCH AND THE CREATOR ACTUALLY VISITED MY STORY AND LIKED IT 😭😭😭

[orcelito]

Actually is there any cure to feeling like I'm a failure of a person if I don't keep posting fic regularly. Like I know this is not a job or anything. It's just for fun. But with how most people comment only within a day or two of when something is posted, I end up with weeks and weeks of no comments, even when the hits on my works still go up, so it makes me feel rather forgotten.

Like idk. This is probably just feeling worse bc im apparently phenomenally neurotic today. But I wish people commented on older fics more.

[dragqueenpentheus]

ough

[plutosoda]

how i make character models* in paint3d

*they are not models. you cannot rig them. but for simplicity i will call them this. also this guy is the example ⬇️

so. paint3d is very jank and not actually that good But it is fun to mess around with and for getting that early 2000s computer game effect for things. this program crashes and lags a lot especially when making more detailed stuff like this so. throughout this Please save your project periodically. I have lost so much to not doing this

if your computer isn't that great it's best to keep the quality setting at it's lowest. these models aren't really that detailed so it doesn't make a huge difference anyways LOL

when you open p3d you start with a blank 2d canvas. if you've Never used the program before i recommend fucking around with 3d view + making 3d shapes for a bit. make a Thing. like just some random object. it does not have to be good it's just to get used to how the controls work (because it is different between my mouse and drawing tablet and im not going into that here LOL). the biggest positive about p3d is how user intuitive it is compared to.yknow. blender when you're done with the Thing and u want to start with your character go back to the 2d canvas/2d view for sketching time

you could probably do this in another program but. i find it easier to just do it here. i keep these pretty simple and try to keep depth in mind

then go to canvas and make the background transparent. and then switch to 3d view to start making the base for the model on top of the sketch

at this point i don't use the 3d doodle shapes yet because they are finnicky as hell. the preset ones are a bit easier to control and move around so they're nicer for the planning part. what shapes you use depends on your character but my guy here is very circles and round so its just a sphere and some cylinders

make sure you're in 3d view and checking the pose from every angle ! if ur guy looks like a roblox avatar without the assets loaded fully then that is ideal. once you're happy with the pose it's Sculpting Time

where you choose to start is up to you but i usually get the head out of the way bc it tends to be the most complicated thing.

this is my best friend forever. the sharp edge is helpful for stuff like metal and whatnot though so i use them both.

for stuff like hair and fur i find its easier to make a bunch of small shapes and then connect them instead of trying to do it all in one go

^better examples with fluffier guys

this part is pretty much just personal preference for how you want your model to look though. just keep adding Stuff until it looks alright. also reminder to be saving your work bc this is when it gets really annoying if p3d crashes

finished head. jus keep addin stuff. copy and paste is a godsend btw.

puffier jacket. also connecting the limbs. just keep addin stuff.

these take a few hours .finished limbs. pretend the backpack is there i forgot to get a progress shot of it

now it is time for the objectively best part which is painting the guy. switch back to the 2d brush but stay in 3d view and start Coloring . i only really use the watercolor brush for shading/gradients and the marker one for lines but this part is also personal preference.

watercolor brush for the blue gradient and marker for the face .

i would Not do this in 2d art but i like adding a white gradient to pastel colors like with the hair here. it compliments the soft shapes well i think. to quote a friend it Looks Gummy

my silly highlights.

almost done with the creature. also mentioning that there are different textures for objects that you can change when picking their base color. the zipper is metal so it gets to be shinier.

theres also different lighting/filters to mess around with + you can doodle on the transparent canvas still.

save ur guy as a image and/or a turnaround gif/video/whatevar u want . and thas it! you can also mess with the model more for different poses and expressions (although this is super laggy bc it has to render a bunch of shapes at this point)

go make some CREACHURES !!

[thecynthh]

a little ink - C.S

summery - y/n is journaling in bed but chris gets bored of his phone and begins to play around with y/n's stationary.

notes - fluff <33333, chris is so boyfriend, i thought the fandom needed more fluff, short

a/n - hey yall, this is an apology gift because ive been bad on being active and writing so enjoy this lil thing i whipped up.

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i stationed myself on my side of the large bed with a little tray table on top of my bare legs. my shorts barely covered up to my mid thigh so the vent near me was absolutely chilling. i begin to go slowly when i'm trying to write a title for my next page, i began to journal when my boyfriends brother and my therapist recommended it to me, despite how simple matt’s was, I thought i could take it up a notch and make it a little cutesy. 

my pencil case was jam packed with highlighters, colourful pens and high quality markers, my concentration stays strict on the page in front of me, i tried to keep my penmanship neat while i'm trying to write something in cursive. a warm hand wraps around my ankles as i look down beside me seeing chris look at me with want in his eyes. “hi chris,” i simply say looking at the boy while i put the cap back onto my brush tip marker. 

“hi baby,” he looks up at me with a beaming bright smile, he just radiates good energy and love. he drops his phone beside him now playing a song instead of the various audios from tiktok. 

his hand sneaks up into my pencil case grabbing a yellow marker from it. he uncaps it and i feel the light pressure of it press down onto my skin, the yellow marker glides along my scar, he continues to draw past it to make a star out of the previously hurt skin. chris knew i was self conscious about my scars, it was a permanent reminder of the pain i went through in highschool. 

he didn’t care though. he continued to draw random doodles on my leg, moving on to my arms where more scars lay hurt, he switched out his marker for a different colour the more he explored. little hearts, stars and chris’ signature riddle my legs and arms, i feel his writing getting a bit faster. It looks like a sentence but i couldn’t quite read it.

 i stopped what i was doing a long time ago, now just admiring what he was doing. he was so focused on writing his signature on the larger line of a scar i had on my arm using the line from my body to represent the line through the dollar sign he always made whenever he wrote his name. 

he does a very magnificent heart beside his name, filling it in still trying to be very soft on  my skin as the ink seeps in. he plants a fulfilling kiss onto the scar now covered in orange ink, he looks up at me with a little bit of a knowing look painted on his face. “im sorry, it was only meant to be a little ink but your scars are beautiful, as is the rest of you.” his finger underlines the sentence imprinted on my skin as he reads it out. 

“chris i'm gonna cry oh my gosh. you are so cute, you know that?” i saw trying to hold back a sob. 

a chuckle escapes his smiley lips “i love you so much y/n” his lips make contact with the star that started the rest of the pseudo tattoos. i wish i could keep this image in my head forever, because this was a moment too precious to let go of.

taglist - @westwiing13 @comet235 @mayhem73

[stomach-bugg09]

im insanely in love with your older! Sister mini series!

Hmm I have a request, could you perhaps do one where you remember the scene where kiri unfortunately has a seizure underwater?

Instead of it being kiri could you switch it so instead we’re the one who has a severe seizure?? maybe a little different? Not too similar to how kiri’s whole situation went.

And the whole family especially our younger siblings go into a panic bc this has NEVER happened before.

It’s alright if you don’t want to do this one 🤍 was trying to come up with an idea so the mini series could stay alive for a bit longer! Lol

summary: [y/n] is normally the one taking care of her younger siblings—how are they supposed to care for their big sister while she’s hurting?

a/n: ahh !! thank you for this request. it’s been sitting in my drafts for a while because i was writing other requests , but i’m finally here !! i kind of changed the plot because kiri has a reason for her seizures ( “epilepsy” as norm might say , or as educated people might say , she’s connected to eywa ) so i decided to go with more of a connection to ancestors sort of route so that way they’re still super worried and she’s super in danger , but at least it’s something unique to her character !! hopefully you all enjoy. feedback + reblogs are always appreciated !!

tags: @rafeslovergirl @wxnderingthoughts @liyahsocorro @bonnibuckets @hjkshshjkhklhkl @itssiaaax @grierpilots @fleurbeass @eywas-heir @historygeekqueen @missroro @23victoria

warnings: mentions of immense pain , passing out , almost drowning , death , a very familiar death scene of a beloved na’vi from the first movie

not invincible

it should have been a normal day. it truly should have! but, alas, the sully family would forever keep it from being anywhere near “normal.” especially in their new home.

the group of siblings had been overwhelmed with honor when tsireya offered to show them the metkayina spirit tree settled beneath the waters of the cove of the ancestors.

as soon as [y/n] broke through the surface, immersing herself in a completely different world than she ever grew up around, she could feel the change in atmosphere. there was something different, something deeper that exuded itself through the cove. at the feeling, she could not fight the natural smile. it reminded her of her home, of the omaticaya tree of voices. oh, how she missed it.

the underwater bioluminescence highlighted features upon each of her companions, the beautiful splatter of glowing freckles littering each of their cheeks. [y/n] sent a cheeky grin towards her youngest sister, excitement omitting from every one of her movements.

the further they swam, the more in awe that [y/n] seemed to be. it was absolutely gorgeous. the scenery was jaw-dropping,

“come,” tsireya signaled, gently grabbing her own queue as they neared the tree. the four sully siblings that joined her on the journey to the spirit tree, neteyam, kiri, tuk, and [y/n], all followed suit.

the closer [y/n] swam to the tree, the louder her heartbeat got. she couldn’t help but stare in complete awe, the purple light omitting onto her face. she smiled, grabbing her hair, and she connected it to the underwater tree.

immediately, warmth flooded through her body. her smile broadened, and her fingertips tingled. at the comforting sensation, she felt herself slip from reality, allowing her eyes to close as she shifted into another world.

when she opened her eyes again, [y/n] was met with a familiar sight of home. she let out a laugh of joy, spin around as she took in the sight. she’d missed the forest, but as the eldest child, as the role model, she felt as if that longing feeling of being homesick had been pushed down. it was a common role that [y/n] had to take as the eldest. push down her feelings and prioritize that of her baby siblings.

[y/n] took a step forward, feet sinking into the wet mud. she paused, wiggling her toes, a moment of nostalgia playing back. once she looked back up, she felt smaller as she was met with the comforting eyes of her father.

he looked younger, much less stressed than how he did now. he looked happy.

“daddy!” she cried, stubby arms reaching out to him.

jake laughed, immediately swooping down to grab his daughter. “i’m gonna get you!” he taunted, voice teasing and soft.

[y/n]’s small voice shrieked with joy, turning and attempting to run. unfortunately, her father was far too quick, his large hands grabbing her by the waist.

she cried out, laughter flooding her voice as he lifted her into the sky. [y/n]’s eyes squeezed shut as he soared her through the air. and then, everything changed.

the wind picked up, and she felt lighter. the air was thin from where she flew. at the change in her senses, she instantly opened her eyes wide, her stomach crawling into her throat as she took in the sight.

she flew through the skies atop an unfamiliar ikran. the ground was very far beneath her, it was merely just her and the atmosphere.

the one thing that did accompany her, however, was the sight of sky-people technology, specifically that of the rda. it was large and dangerous. ammo was stacked within the ship that flew in front of her. she ship that she was flying towards.

[y/n] screamed at the creature to stop, but it was as if she couldn’t open her mouth. she had no free will, in fact. no, she was merely watching the scene unfold from eyes that weren’t her own.

she gasped as she jumped forward and off of the ikran, bow pointed at a soldier standing aboard the ship. a fierce battle cry left her throat raw, tears pricking her eyes from the wind that pierced them.

her feet thudded against the metal ground, grabbing men and throwing them one by one. she was actually doing quite well!

she smacked a few with her bow, multiple ending up thrown overboard. but, just when she was getting to the last of them, one of the humans released a round of bullets. each one embedded themselves into her chest.

[y/n] screamed at the feeling, warm pain spreading from her chest outwards. she could feel it in each of her limbs, a feeling of a throbbing numbness.

before she knew it, she was free falling, the wind roaring in her ears. and then, it all flashed to complete black.

[y/n] awoke from the spirit tree, and she couldn’t breath. her chest hurt, it was so tight. she could not feel her arms and legs, they were numb.

immediately, she detached her queue, stumbling backwards as best as she could underwater. cries left her throat, but all that came out was bubbles upon bubbles.

every second that went by, her vision began to darken. she could not see, could not hear, could not think. everything hurt. so bad.

neteyam was the first to notice. it was almost as if, through his urge to protect, he instantly felt that something was off in the universe, and as a result, he left the spirit tree earlier than anyone else.

at the sight of his big sister floating helplessly, screaming as loud as she possibly could, his heart burst. what happened? he was quick to act, bringing everybody else back to reality as he swam over to [y/n].

when the eldest sully felt her brother’s hands grab her’s, she felt a little bit more at peace, although not by much. all of her senses were out of whack, simply put, and she was in so much pain.

she barely even noticed as neteyam swam her upwards to the surface, and, thanks to her lack of oxygen from screaming, she kept fading in and out of consciousness.

once they broke the surface, the first thing to leave her throat was a scream. “it hurts so bad!” a sob took over her voice, each word shakier than the one before.

“sh,” neteyam attempted to calm her down as he brought her over to his ilu, getting her to lay on top of the creature rather than float in the water.

beside them, tuk bobbed up and down with tsireya, kiri, and rotxo. “[y/n]!” she cried, repeating herself a multitude of times. kiri clasped a gentle hand on her shoulder to quiet her down.

“what happened?” kiri panicked aloud. “what is happening, sister?”

the only answer she got was another choked cry. “it hurts. oh, it hurts so bad.”

“go!” tsireya called their attention. “you must get her back to the village.” neteyam nodded, boarding the ilu as he wrapped his arms safely around his sister.

“let’s go.”

neteyam and his ilu shot into the distance, kiri, tuk, rotxo, and tsireya not far behind. kiri held the youngest sully between her arms, attempting to comfort her, but it was extremely difficult considering kiri herself was worried.

the only reason neteyam was composed was because he had to assume authority, as weird as it was considering [y/n] was always the one to fill that role. as soon as he swam into the docks screaming for his parents, his heart began to rise to his throat.

when he watched his big sister get carried away in the arms of their father, pain panged deep within his chest, worry overtaking all of his emotions.

not one of the sully siblings sleep all night, especially lo’ak upon returning and learning that he was not there to help.

upon waking up a few days later, after a multitude of different attempts from norm and maxwell to ronal and eywa, she is immediately attacked by love and care from every member of her family.

when [y/n] first wakes up, she cannot help but cry. although she is no longer in pain, she can’t get the image out of her head. the way that na’vi died, no matter who he was. it was sad, it was gruesome, it was unfair.

the one thing to bring [y/n] back to reality was the small body of tuk who laid herself on top of her, the youngest sully’s arms wrapping themselves around her big sister.

“[y/n]!’ she cried, her small hands laying against [y/n]’s. “i am so glad you’re okay.”

once tuk noticed her new sense of consciousness, it did not take long for the rest of the family to pay their honorary visits, each of them having their own sense of emotion to them.

neteyam’s was more relieved than [y/n] could have imagined. he was so worried, so concerned for his big sister. he told her about his prayer to eywa, he told her about how scared she’d made him. she couldn’t help but smile, another round of tears pricking her eyes ( this time more bittersweet than sad ).

kiri was quite teasing the way that she threatened, “if you ever do that again, i’m going to kill you!” she told her of the way they’d all been so worried for [y/n], the way they’d all forgotten that their oldest sister actually had feelings and could get hurt. “we’ve just been so used to you taking care of us!”

lo’ak told jokes. he updated her on the ways of life in the past few days, told her of the reef. a part of lo’ak wanted to avoid speaking of her event because of how difficult it was to visit what could’ve happened, so he avoided it with his humor. as he always seemed to do.

tuk didn’t leave her side once. she made bracelets for her healing sister, she ranted about the reef, she made dinner with her. there was so much to do, so much to talk about! after a few days of [y/n] being asleep and healing, tuk had a lot of quality time to catch up on.

neytiri and jake, of course, were just so happy she was okay. it took a while for them to get rid of her siblings, wanting them to get their own time together before they had to remind her of whatever’d happened. but, they needed to understand.

once neytiri asked her, tears immediately pricked her eyes. as [y/n] retold the events, she had to pause multiplied times to keep herself from choking on her tears.

by the end of it, jake and neytiri exchanged glances. the story was far too familiar. but, they also decided that was a problem for another time. they just had to thank eywa for keeping her alive.

overall, the sully family learned a valuable lesson. just because [y/n] seems invincible does not mean that she actually is.

[prettiestboyreid]

fics that have altered my brain chemistry (eddies/joe qs version)

okay so ive been in an adhd brain rot?? where im just fucking HORRIBLE at reblogging fics that i enjoy and honestly it was my whole reasoning behind making this blog FOR GIVING WRITERS THE LOVE THEY DESERVE i just wanted to give a shoutout to these writers (and stories) they’ve made that just fucking messed with my brain (and in a good way okay??) over these last few months. please check them out and give them all the fucking love they deserve

like a poem (FINISHED series, but sometimes if you ask nice enough she will throw a blurb in there) - im so very fucking biased because i love her to the moon and back, but she writes the best fucking stories of joe that will keep you up all night having you rethinking all of your life choices. IT WAS VERY HARD FOR ME to pick out a story that i wanted to highlight in this post, but the whole reason i fell in love with her writing was because of bookstore!joe and he will ALWAYS have a special place in my heart. love you boo

plot: “Joe finds solace in a quaint bookstore, your bookstore, from a hectic situation in the streets. But, you’re closed. But then also, it’s Joseph Quinn.“ from the authors page

echoes (FINISHED, series) - again im so very fucking biased because she is the sweetest person you will have the pleasure of knowing BUT THATS BESIDE THE POINT - she writes so fucking beautifully she will literally have you CRY and this will forever and always be my favourite fic of hers. she deserves all the love she gets, and then even more so read it!!!! (she will make you cry its not on me tho)

plot: “When she laid her emotions out for her best friend, the last thing she expected was for him to turn around, walk away and never speak to her again. Years after, they meet again - different people, different feelings. Or are they?” from the authors page

the hideout (FINISHED, oneshot)- this was one of the first fics i read and fell in love with. it was in that timeperiod where all i could do 24/7 was read eddie munson fanfics and this was one of those fics where i went “holy SHIT??” and honestly i dont think there will ever be a time where this isnt just some % on my mind??

plot: “Eddie Munson made it big. Now, when he returns to Hawkins for a hometown concert with his band, he is reminded of the girl he’s been in love with for the past 6 years when Steve Harrington calls.” from the authors page

vintage reeboks (FINISHED) - this is one of those fics where you’re like???? holy shit i wish i’d come up with that?? i remember reading all of this in one day (summertime, sweating very fucking much) and its just?? holy shit its perfect?? the way eddie is in this??? and its something i could never think of would be this perfect?? i swear i think of this fic at least once a day??

plot: “The gate at the bottom of Lover’s Lake was meant to spit the quartet out in the Upside Down. Steve, Nancy, and Robin were meant to be there. He wasn’t meant to be alone. But when Eddie comes to on the shoreline, you’re there. It’s not the Upside Down. It’s not Lover’s Lake. It’s not 1986.” from the authors page

twenty four hours (STILL GOING) - the way this has me in a chokehold?? im a fucking sucker for when fics have a nice layout??? and this is just so pretty to look at?? like whenever i see its been updated my whole body is SHAKING?? i dont even know what to say?? this is just so amazing and the whole?? will they wont they?? i love them?? i want them both to fight with me all night long??? i CANNOT wait to see where this ends

plot: “in which eddie munson and you absolutely hate each other's guts. what happens when your friends make a bet that you can't spend more than twenty four hours consecutively together?” from the authors page

to know you’re mine (FINISHED) - i saw someone talk about this in the “eddie munson x reader” tag, and DEVOURED the chapters that were up in one whole day?? the way eddie is so fucking soft and nice and the best fucking gentleman in this?? and also?? the relationship to steve in this is amazing??? but THE RELATIONSHIP TO EDDIE IS EVEN MORE AMAZING?? such a fucking fantastic author please go EAT all the chapters right now

plot: “You know the rules. You'd been there when your boyfriend, Steve Harrington, discussed them with the others. There are only two.Number one: Only play when everyone's together. Number two: No finishing inside each other's girls.You'd agreed to these rules, same as Chrissy. Same as Eddie.But then there's rule number three, and though it remains unspoken, it's by far the most important. And you have that feeling again, like when you propped yourself up against the barstool, straining to see him on that stage, craning for a glimpse as his husky voice reached inside you. Now, his dark eyes are doing the same thing: pulling at something buried deep, tugging it into the light where it can't be hidden. And, sure, of course, you didn't intend this. But what are intentions in the face of such things? Needless to say, every rule gets broken.” from the authors page

the customer’s always right (STILL GOING) - hehhehe im a hoe for cutie virgin eddie??? but they way she always manages to capture eddie in her fics?? fucking amazing??? and her writing??? yes PLEASE so do yourself a favor on this fine friday AND READ THIS AMAZING FUCKING SERIES because eddie will make you fall in love in this???

plot: “eddie munson is a virgin and doesn’t want anyone to know (because being an adult who’s never fucked anyone is a total reputation ruiner). but you, his favorite customer, are more than willing to change that.” from the authors page

sincerely yours... (STILL GOING) - like i’ve told her before - her eddie is fucking amazing and so very much to the point!! im so excited for this one and cannot WAIT to see where eddies teasing will make him end up!! the last fucking part of this??? amazing

plot: "Untouchable, is what he called you. Dating Jason, the captain of the basketball tea, most would call you the same. Living your holier than thour life, something else he said, you can’t seem to swallow the need to prove him wrong” from the authors page

burn one (FINISHED) - this is just the perfect fucking combination of smutty and sweet??? like this is just how i imagine eddie and this is so fucking sweet and perfect?? had me thinking about this for WEEKS UGH

plot: "When you move to Hawkins to start over, your new unexpected friendship with your weed dealer next door is your saving grace. It was never your intention to fall in love with him though.” from the authors page

Disjointed (STILL GOING) - this fic has me feeling ALL the feels in all the chapters?? makes me GIGGLE, makes me CRY!!!, i’m in love with all the chapters and i CANNOT WAIT to see them live happily every after

also now that i’ve finished, i’ve just realised this is a lovepoem to my favourite authors on this app heheheh im sorry but i DO love you guys. please do go and read their stories, and send them all the fucking love in the world!! they do have so many amazing stories on their masterlist you will not be able to sleep tonight!!!

authors mentioned in this post THAT YOU NEED TO CHECK OUT!!: @icallhimjoey @ghostinthebackofyourhead​ @inknopewetrust @storiesbyrhi​ @ghost-proofbaby​ @blue-mossbird @lovebugism​ @plumxwrites​ @loveshotzz​ @boomhauer

[greenerteacups]

i have an idea for a fic that i’m absolutely obsessed with, id love it if i were a reader, it’s the perfect plot to highlight parts of the characters that i don’t see emphasized very often but that make me go crazy. here’s the problem: i’ve written in the past, but never completed and posted anything, and it makes me sad to think that this idea being my first will mean that it’s not executed to the quality that it is in my brain’s fantasy. i know the words on the page never quite meet the pictures you paint in your head, and i’ll have other good ideas, but im, like, preemptively mourning how this fic won’t be as good as i want it to be because it’s also serving as a lesson in how to write. do you have any words of encouragement/condolences lol

Oh, I mean, I do have words of encouragement, but they're not necessarily the softest ones! First of all: you've come up with an idea you love. That's the best. That's awesome. My best piece of advice is to be stoked that you get to write this fic, because that's going to be a lot of fun. I have a lot of sympathy for your plight, because there's a particular period in any artist's journey where their taste outpaces their talent, and it sucks. I'm still there, personally. I know a lot of creatives who are. We may live here forever! But it's fine, because it's kind of got to be fine for any of us to keep creating.

My second piece of advice is to ask why you have such radically different levels of confidence in different parts of the writing process. Why are you equally convinced by the brilliance of the idea and the disappointment of your execution? Why separate those two things? It's just the one writer, and it's just the one project. If I have an idea for a story but the idea doesn't tell me how to get from Point A to Point B, that also seems like a problem with the idea. When you really get down to it, practically, we might describe ideas as "seeds" or "babies," but they're not, because they don't in and of themselves represent a predestined genetic blueprint; an idea is just as much or as little as you make of it, and it has no value outside of what you do with it. Saying "what if Draco was a Gryffindor?" without any sort of answer to back it up is just — I mean, I don't think it's "worthless," because it's fandom, and it's still fun to discuss things with your friends! but the more thought you put into your answer, the more worthwhile it is, even if it becomes more flawed as a result. Your thoughts are flawed because they're human thoughts, but they're still worth more than their absence.

I guess the main takeaway here is to not hold the idea as its own immaculate creation, and to instead treat it like what it is: a manifestation of the same writerly skill that will have to be employed to execute it. The idea, by itself, is not good. You can't mourn a fic that doesn't exist; that's like me being sad I didn't write the #1 bestselling sequel to War and Peace. What you'll have at the end of this process is an imperfect execution of an imperfect conceit, which is all that any author has ever been able to say about anything, ever.

[is-the-owl-video-cute]

Hi!! i found your blog via looking through the falconry tag. I see you talk a lot about Ben Woodruff, a falconer from Utah. I want you to know that i’ve apprenticed with Ben Woodruff for years, and have worked extremely close with him for about a decade. Ben is not what he seems in person. Don’t let his charisma fool you, he’s an awful falconer who used to be great 20 years ago but has been black listed by many on the falconry scene in the state. he has killed dozens of birds, has shoddy paperwork, and his ego is what drives him to continually try to be relevant in the falconry community. i’d love to talk more in-depth with you about him if you’ll have me, but he was the worst sponsor i’ve ever had in falconry. he never took me out flying with my birds and encouraged illegal activities constantly. i was his close personal friend for years and defended him for a long time until he killed two eagle owls via neglect at a park i worked at with him and i finally had enough and cut all contact with him. even this past weekend i was at a falconry event that he continually broke the rules on. he makes decent educational content but i only have to speak up about him having “competent care” when i know he has anything but- his neglect has killed dozens of birds and im shocked he hasn’t lost his licensing forever with. he was recently fired from his educational job at Evermore Park because of improper licensing. He talked me into breaking the law so many times with my birds, i’m ashamed to say :/ i don’t practice falconry right now since he ruined it for me, but im hoping to get into it soon with a proper sponsor who actually practices what he preaches. ben is not that person.

my intention is to not put you down personally or make you feel bad, but rather to highlight ben as a charismatic and manipulative person. his educational content may be good but the person he truly is is far from what you see him put out on youtube. i’d love to talk more in depth if you’ll have me but if not, take care, keep chatting about birds and falconry!

Believe it or not, this is not the first message I have gotten about him in the past few weeks. It’s disheartening to hear, I was hoping he would be the one falconer one YouTube to not turn out to be a total bellend. I enjoyed some of his theories and historical anecdotes, and he does post legitimately good informational content on his channel. I had a bit of a funny feeling when his book said something about starling harnesses not being “politically correct” or perhaps it was “this trapping method is not for the easily offended”? Some weird phrasing like that which rubbed me the wrong way. I found myself watching fewer of his videos after I read that because it felt off, but I didn’t have anything else negative to say against him previously as I’ve never met him, so I didn’t really stop recommending his videos, just stopped posting his content unless prompted.

I’m going to say that my most sincere advice for you would be to find a sponsor who is not a white man. I have dealt with many falconers and I say with no exaggeration that every white man I have met in the sport has either been unethical with birds or abusive to people, not uncommonly both. Something about falconry attracts the most obnoxious men on the planet, the Trump variety typically, but the Andrew Tate variety isn’t exactly rare among them either.

Not to say every woman in falconry is a saint, I know more than a few who are just horrendous people all around, but usually you have better odds of a positive experience.

[dgknightblue]

Was thinking of creek monologuing the most messed up crap he’s done when he was dating branch and sounding psychotic to anyone listening.

He took pride and pleasure in ruining branch’s self esteem and seeing branch cry. But mentioning only once when he felt guilt. He made branch cry but it wasn’t the same.

Branch lied. He knows them. He knows branch can’t ever leave. Branch said they don’t love him.

Impossible! To have pushed branch far enough to say that to him? He cried for the first time. He let branch’s friends and family find them. Well he left before they did.

He still spends every moment thinking about branch, but will respect branch’s choice. Never be alone together. Leave branch alone.

Branch wants to be alone. Be alone with other trolls.

The rejection stings more than being dumped.

Creek is a spiritual guru, he can have self control.

Well if he occasionally helps branch from a distance, no one needs to know. Especially branch’s legal guardian and poppy. Those two would rip his throat out before pummeling him. The rest was just kill him.

———-

Okay this was an alternate timeline where Creek’s obsession with branch was at a 200% instead of a 85%.

Uh so here’s the timeline of this world:

They date

they spend time away

they get back together

they break up

creek pressures branch

creek is kicked out for being a traitor

creek is welcomed back for being sorry

creek befriends branch

creek is upset branch is dating poppy

creek pressures branch

poppy finds out

restraining order

creek kidnaps branch

branch rejects creek

creek leaves branch alone

creek is still there

creek dies for branch

Creek is a walking red flag

All the blue highlight is good to creek. Creek wouldn’t have to pressure branch if they’d just come back.

Creek dies knowing branch does love him and the pain that causes branch makes him smile. He knew branch couldn’t let go as much as he wouldn’t.

All the marks branch left in self defense were treasures he cherished. Making branch hit him was so lovely.

Im not going to go into how he says it, but I was on a role with it. Where is he when he says this creepy stuff?

Uh well he’s with some alternates of the trolls he knows (he has no interest in any of the other branch’s they are not his weeping willow) and explains his wonderful love life and how he’s trying to do the one nice thing he’ll ever do for branch. Leave branch alone.

When he was done talking while some stepped back from him, one punched him in the face and beat him up for branch.

They want nothing to do with him.

He sighs.

At this rate the only thing that will separate him from branch is either death or he move on. Which is never, branch matters to much to him.

Branch was even more beautiful in colors (if that was possible!)

Branch branch branch

He was consumed and he’d latch on forever. Love at first punch <3 he’s a romantic after all!

If my creek from Love Hurts turned into a mega freak when he got older. I honestly don’t know if it will go that way.

I kind of want to have him reflect and change. He’s not redeemed, no he’s still going to get that restraining order. He’s just not going to go in the deep end like that.

Maybe.

Might make it an alternate timeline sequel or nah probably won’t.

I’ll keep thinking about it though.

[matashaw]

The Hydra trio

≫ hey! I decided to make headcanons of them since they’ve been growing inside me all summer. And why the fuck have I only found 1 person that ships them? This should be considered a crime!! (Take this as a gift pls @gastaticn <3)

(tw for slight nsfw in the ship headcanons part)

General headcanons:

Liquido

Demi boy, gay, he/they pronouns and a heart full of rage

Australian but with Dutch descendants

Uses a cheap cologne Del Aqua got him on his birthday, it was 3 euros but it somehow works pretty well! “But, isn’t Del Aqua rich?? Isn’t líquido pretty rich too?” Yeah he’s rich but his ass isn’t spending his money on colognes, he’s spending it on alcohol! And Del Aqua forgot about his birthday so he just took the first cologne he saw

Has a mullet because if his hairstyle has no haters IM DEAD, also a mullet suits him a lot! (oh and he’s got a light blue hair with darker blue highlights too)

MEAN GAY PORN STAR MEAN GAY PORN STAR MEAN GAY PORN STAR

Skipper

cis, pansexual, he/him pronouns

Italian mom and Canadiense dad, born in Italy

The mom of the group <3 (he’s as insane as them but gladly is the only one that still has some brain cells left)

Has a huge tattoo of a shark in his back, the first time his teammates saw it they were all like “uh, you know that shit will be there forever, right?” Expect for Shane, Shane was admiring it and literally asks skipper to show her his tattoo every time she has the chance

Shane Finn

Demi girl, bisexual, any pronouns but prefers she/her

her mom is Colombian, dads Argentinian, born in Portugal. Loves her parents with all her heart btw

LOVES cats, once found a cat in the streets and adopted it, she’s never been happier

Can be quite nice, usually only gets in trouble when Liquido convinces her to. she really doesn’t like talking to the opponents a lot, she’d usually respond with “yeah” “mhm” to literally anything they’re saying

One of the prettiest players in the super league but doesn’t get as many fan girls because football 360º fucked up her image

Ship headcanons:

skipper is one of the most romantic persons you’ll ever meet, and that warms up Shane so badly! It also warms Liquido but when I mean warms him up I mean it in a “getting horny” way

And yeah, Liquido is usually the horniest of the 3 by a HUGE difference. He can have sex in almost any surface! Which is quite impressing to be honest

Shane has an HORRIBLE memory for when it comes to birthdays. She can remember the whole Mamma Mia musical script but somehow doesn’t remember Líquidos and Skippers birthdays

Do I have to say it or? Shane LOVES musicals. She was actually a huge theater kid back in high school and sometimes sings some songs while cooking or when bored, Liquido despises it because he has an hatred to musicals

Skipper helps Shane and Liquido with their hairs

Liquido keeps trying to convince them to get matching hair colors but Skipper hates dyed hair and Shane just loves her hair too much to dye it

Shane keeps bringing in stray cats in the house and cries like crazy when Skipper tells her they can’t have another one more because they already have like 8 cats

LIQUIDO HATES CATS WITH A BURNING PASSION

He’s like the dad that told you he didn’t want any animals in the house but then you see him being the closest one with the animal

Fancy restaurants? Their dates are surfing together and throwing each others into the ocean

Liquido once broke his arm and made Shane and Skipper carry him to his house which was PRETTY far away

——“hey, but you can perfectly walk? It’s only an arm!”

——“Skipper, why are you pulling on my dick.”

Skipper loves playing with Shane’s hair and doing all kinds of braids and hairstyles

Liquido got them into making fun of North and keeps talking shit about him

got matching surfing boards

Once got caught kissing and Del Aqua had to go out and say the pictures were edited (they still laugh about it to this day)

They 3 have really different music tastes so trying to put music in the car is like war

NSFW headcanons

Shane and Liquido love sucking dick

When doing blowjobs they usually turn each other, one for example kissing Skipper and the other one sucking his cock

Shane is into hair pulling, and loves when Liquido or Skipper pulls her hair while fucking

Sadly, Shane doesn’t last a lot, she is usually done at round 2 while Skipper and Liquido have already lost the count

Liquido loves rough sex, which is something hard when one of his partners is pretty vanilla

Shane once passed out and Skipper freaked out because he thought they killed her (she woke up like 2 minutes later)

——“LIQUIDO WE KILLED HER OH MY GOD WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO NOW? THIS IS NOT FUNNY LIQUIDO STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT”

——and Liquido pissing himself in the background

Shane likes exploring off her limits so she’ll on rare occasions ask Liquido to go rough but will tell him to stop after like 5 seconds

Liquido also loves stroking Shane’s dick, he loves when she tells him she’s about to cum

Oh and I forgot!! Shane moans at the tiniest delicate touch

Ok… that’s all!!

[heliads]

hallo! id like to request 💌 with newt from tmr or ron weasly from harry potter!

im a pretty nerdy persn i like to collect glass shards and i like to draw as well ! :D

people say im either cold or shy at first before i open up and start yapping about all my favorite interests like saw and other spooky things !

appearance idk if you need that but i have blue eyes, snake bite piercings and short brown hair with blonde highlights

anyways feel free to skip me if thsi is not for you !

I LOVE YOUR WRITING HAVE A GOOD DAYYYYYYYYY<33333

thank u!!

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Y/N is by the water again.

Ron Weasley should not be noticing this. He shouldn’t be noticing anything, actually. He is supposed to be completing a Transfiguration essay due the next morning; even Hermione has sworn not to help him if he doesn’t get half of it finished by sundown at least, and Ron knows that he really does need to try this time, but he can’t. He can’t focus on the writing haphazardly scrawled across his parchment, because instead of thinking about the best way to turn a rock into a rabbit, he’s thinking about the student walking out by the lake, wind whipping at their robes as they slowly stroll down the shore.

Y/N L/N.

It makes perfect sense, then, that he couldn’t focus. He never can, really, not when they’re around. Ron can’t explain it. It’s just that every time he’s around Y/N, his brain starts short-circuiting. He loses his train of thought, he misplaces his bookbag, he drops things. Harry has started teasing him mercilessly about it, but Ron couldn’t do a thing about it if he tried.

So, he won’t try. Not at all. Ron abandons the essay without a backwards glance, pulling his robes tighter about him to ward off the chill as he heads out to the lake. Y/N glances up when he draws near, smiling slightly.

“Hey, Ron,” they say.

Ron ducks his head in greeting. “What’re you doing?” He asks.

He comes off a bit too brash, but Y/N has never seemed to have a problem with that. At first, Ron thought they were cold, never wanting to talk to anyone in the Great Hall, but as it turned out, that couldn’t be farther from the truth. Y/N is careful in who they trust, but once Ron managed to get them to open up, they’ve been close friends. He can’t help but wish, however, that they could be closer still.

“I’m looking for glass,” Y/N tells him. “Look, the water smoothes the edges.”

They stoop and pick up a piece, then show it to him, holding it up so the faint sunlight ripples through the whorls in the glass. This shard is the precise blue of their eyes, and when Y/N passes it to him, Ron can’t help the feeling that he’s cradling a piece of them in his hand. As long as he keeps the glass close, he has them all to himself. Maybe for forever.

“Show me more,” he says hurriedly, matching their pace when they start walking again. 

Y/N smiles and starts talking about what they’ve found so far. Ron’s hand drifts to his pocket, where he carefully holds the smooth glass tight. This, at last, is something he will never let go.

harry potter tag list: @blondsauduun, @cameronsails, @neewtmas, @lovesanimals0000, @with-inked-solace, @sher-lokid7, @eclliipsed, @frenchgirlinlondon, @23victoria, @ilovexavierthrope, @faerieroyal

all tags list: @wordsarelife

[localgardenweed]

Mega awesome HRE and Chibitalia art dump cause i’m on that high rn

These doodles are on my old AU I tried to make a game with friends for a gamejam but had to drop out but still forever haunt my mind begging to be made. I'm still figuring out a lot of the plot and ideas for the story i guess and playing with ideas and concepts of the world and characters. Mainly Death and Earth personified, since they're original creations ya know, especially Death cause they're kinda the antagonist. TLDR Whole plot of the story is that HRE is dying and Death was supposed to make it comfortable for him for giving peace of mind but they were sick and tired of it and kinda punished him for being a greedy power hungry little shit.

In these doodles they're supposed to be dancing together in a ballroom, the jig is up and Death is opening up to HRE and probably giving exposition, probably talk about how they were wrong to do that to HRE, why they lashed out and asking if he wants to do something before he takes his life for good. I have a few old doodles where I designed the dress and stuff, the scene was also drafted to still be in the dream world/ HRE unknowingly thinking this is reality so this was going to be his final moment before the big reveal and Death snapping. Was also gonna be a mini game maybe where you had to do a memory game to remember the steps

These are for when HRE finally discovers everything in the game/story was all just this dream world and he never got that closer with Italy or his brother and where Death gets frustrated and just has a whole rant about their true feelings about humans and the personified countries. The scythe is so shit im sorry. The dream world throughout the game keeps getting flooded with this black goo, which in reality is just this limbo space before a soul makes it to the afterlife, as Death has a harder and harder time keeping the world together and/or just to fuck with HRE and make him paranoid

Here is a alternative version where Death takes off the disguise, probably doing the same thing as the last one but ya know just a bit different. In my note I drabble the idea that the disguises are made with the help of Earth since death ya know kinda kills shit so they can't really create stuff, in this scene I also had a idea where (kinda gorey sorry) they even pull off the skin and hair to reveal their true skeleton form to HRE.

These were just fun doodles, played around with sketching with highlighter and going over in pen which was super fun. I also just wanted to draw Chibitalia, cause idk he's silly. These were kinda just warmups and experiments cause art block has been hitting like a TRUCK.

I hope one day I can still bring this idea to game form, maybe blow the dust off RPG maker or try to get a team together again to work on it but who knows. IN ANOTHERR LIFFEEEE I WOULD BE YOUR GIIRRRRLLLLLL

[artisticmenace]

oc posting

scott and rodney make me sick

and i keep finding new ways to incorporate past trauma into present life like im putting together a goddamn jigsaw puzzle. along with this is new reasons why it makes perfect sense that rodney is on the asexual spectrum. even though i CAN do whatever i want forever, im giving scott to the freaks because its almost integral to his character. like its Lore. lore that i might not go over. and also it adds to his kind of an asshole Lore too. his image. theyre literally my sons. i love them.

also we stan aro rep sarah because she doesnt even like anyone shes just bored as hell and her parents really want her to get married

i might post some comic draft highlights on the comic blog soon.

[demxters]

—it’s that time of the year again….

this year was a rollercoaster for me and i couldn’t have gotten through it without all of you. thank you to everyone who has stuck around through all my shenanigans and to everyone who has ever supported me and my writing. i love you all and wish you so much happiness going into the new year.

☾ to the loml fe @blue-aconite : thank you for always being there for me and being such a constant support. your encouragement gives me the strength to continue writing, even when i feel like my writing isn’t the best. i love you so much, thank you for being part of my life 💜

☾ to nika @intrepidacious : i’m so grateful to call you my friend, no matter how much time has passed. you are a breath of fresh air and bring me so much joy. though we don’t talk as consistently, when we do catch up, it is always the highlight of my day.

☾ to izzy @jellyfishbeansontoast : i’m so glad we were able to reconnect this year. the fact that we’ve been friends since both of our obx phases is absolute INSANE. like wdym it’s been almost four years. that’s not possible. every time we catch up, it brings a smile to my face. i know im not the best at reaching out sometimes, but the fact that we are still in touch after all this time makes me so happy. ily!

☾ to @stfukie : another person i cannot believe i’ve known since my start on tumblr. again, im not the best at reaching out but i am so grateful for you and being able to call you my friend. i think about how much we’ve been through and how grateful i am that we are still in touch after everything. love and appreciate you lot, my love!

☾ to lauren @thesewordsareallihavetogive : again, another person who i cannot believe i’ve known for so long. and to think it all started with teen wolf hehe. we don’t catch up as often as id like, but the fact that we do still talk and keep up makes me so happy. you genuinely understand my niche humor and i love you so much for it. i’m so thankful to call you my friend.

☾ to tiff @barnesafterglow : ik you’re not as active on here atm but i decided to throw you in anyway bc you are seriously one of my best friends ever. and to think it all started on this monstrosity of a site. i’m so glad you reached out to me and that our friendship as grown so much since then. i love talking to you and feel like i’ve known you forever. ik we talk all the time and i tell you this often, but im telling you again. ily so much and thank you for being part of my life.

☾ to friends old and new: @annab-nana @bobfloydsbabe @joaquinwhorres @briseisgone @whisperofsong @x-lulu @gretagerwigsmuse @buckyseddie

☾ finally, to you! if you’ve ever commented, reblogged, or read my work. if you’ve ever sent me a sweet anon ask. if you’re just here for the vibes. thank you. thank you for being part of my tumblr journey, you make staying here just a little more worthwhile.

i’m wishing everyone a happy new year, may 2024 bring you all so much love and light!

love,

elle

[fleouriarts]

thinking about how ill go about posting art again when i come back cus i dont want to be gone forever but like. if going back to my normal habit of "post whenever stuff is done" hasnt fixed my brain every other time then clearly something has to change

i thiiiiink what ill do is start posting like "highlight reels" every first of the month (or space out a few posts over the first week) of things i liked from the month before. idk i have two whole months to make up my mind but itll probably be like a few finished pieces posted separately and then a doodle dump. having a schedule with such a long gap between postings will HOPEFULLY keep me from feeling like a lab rat cus i wont be able to essentially just hit the post button for dopamine when i feel bad

plus itll also keep me from just... posting things im not proud of. ive had way too many nights in the past where i drew something in one sitting and had it turn out shit ass but posted it anyway cus 'i spent all this time on it, if no one sees it then that time went to waste'. NO!!! THATS NOT WHAT ART IS ABOUT!!!!! very tree falling in a forest type dilemma. id rather let myself just walk it off when i make something i dont like rather than posting it cus of sunk cost

anyway all that being said i shall see you guys in 2024... still holding onto that timeframe so i dont come back too soon. i do have some stuff i really like that im so tempted to post but i need to stay strong so my brain can hopefully rearrange itself For Real this time. ok im going back in my hole bye