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Hiya! Could I request a moodboard for a American Mink? If possible themes of spring/forests/and water. Specifically the minks with the white patch on their chest and chin.
american mink moodboard with themes of spring, forests and water for anon. hope you like it :]
#i hope you dont mind the background colour-#if so just let me know and i'll put it as white instead#american mink#mink#american mink therian#?#moodboard#mustelid therian#mustelid#is that all the tags i need?#im starting to hate the background colour
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favourite bang chan fancams 7 / ∞ [ 240811 sbs inkigayo - jjam ♡ - ✩]
#skz#stray kids#bang chan#christopher bang#channiesnet#bystay#staydaily#userlau#usersa#usersun#e01o#mimotag#stayjuni#fornini#:mine#t:gif#s:favchancams#t:fancam#tw flashing#sayang#god the background and the lights and all the different colours and-#u ever look at something for so long u start to not like it. cause yea.#i had like 4 different drafts of each gif cause i hated the colours for it... finally settled on this cause im tired asf#chan i love u please accept my offering
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And so @viktuuri-week starts!
Day 1: Music
I was in one hell of a time crunch to make all the illustrations because I procrastinated UuU But I took most of these works as opportunities to experiment a bit with some ideas so I had fun.
Credit to TheMoonChild on Musescore.com for the arrangement of Yuri On Ice used.
#i made this so goddamn fast yall#i had no time#this is literally the very first rough sketch just cleaned a bit and filled in and then every layer effect in csp#i had fun though#i was really hating it until i started playing with the background and then it all came together#also i know i committed crimes against that sheet music by compressing it but i swear it was worth it#also unintentional but yuuris colours be lookin a lil gay#and i cant say im mad at it#especially since i wouldve done it anyway if i knew how#idk what i did#layer effect magic#yuri on ice#yoi#yuri on ice fanart#yoi fanart#fanart#art#arom antix art#arom antix#katsuki yuuri#viktuuri week
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bAM 🎋💥💥
bamboozlers have entered the chat, they r dying as we speak /j
i started this bfore the vids come out, the videos needlessly to say rlly did stress me out 😭 i have yet to watch these three tho, i will maybe watch it later
more ramblings + closeup below
okay so design, i’d say its pretty lazy imo LOL i tried using scar’s skin BUT i rlly wanted them all to have.. boob windows bc HEAR ME OUT, they all suit it yknow they give that vibe. the hats however i think i do regret a bit but noting i can rlly fo abt it lol i realised too late i hate em. the colours, are good but i rlly wish there are more bariety and stuff especially since it’s almost blending to the background 😔 no weird lighting this time im too burnt out to do anything more for this piece, it already took me like 3 days nonstop to work on im TIRED literally skipped my hw to fonish this (do not copy kids)
also i have been a bit burnt out lately and thus has brought me out of it HUZZAH for bamboozlers
closeups :3


#han.art#mcyt fanart#mcyt#trafficblr#jimmy solidarity#jimmy solidarity fanart#goodtimewithscar fanart#goodtimeswithscar#ldshadowlady fanart#lizzie ldshadowlady#ldshadowlady#life series fanart#traffic life#wildlife#wild life fanart#bamboozlers#bam
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can i have some yandere!Vox using his mind control powers on the reader??
╭ . . . 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚗𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ੭
𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄-𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊 ! 𝐕𝐎𝐗 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑
♰ ৎ﹕𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩, 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦
WOOO VOX STUFF, ngl vox is my favorite out of the three vees (idk much abt velvette and i fucking HATE valentino)
✧⠀⨾ the only way he'd ever hypnotize you was if you dared to leave him- i mean who would leave him HIM?? the cool, chill guy Vox, the guy who anyone can trust with their stuff? How could you, in the name of lucifer himself, dare to leave just like that?
✧⠀⨾ you used some lame excuses too, "oh you're scaring me!" "This isnt healthy or alright in the slightest" like seriously? that's not even that serious! all he wants is for you to stay with him. BY HIM. that's all he's asking, is it too much?
✧⠀⨾ fuckin must be, since now you're sobbing and grabbing bunches of clothes- throwing them into a small, very pathetic suitcase so you'd have something when you ran away.
✧⠀⨾ you see, now, now you've went too far- now vox has to step in, which will not be good for anyone.
Through tears in your eyes you grabbed even more clothes, stuffing them all into your [ favorite coloured ] suitcase, occasionally blinking tears away or rubbing them off of your face. Vox went mad, he was always weird to you during the later period of your relationship- always too touchy and manic, too close to you. Yes, the two of you were dating, and everyone thought it was fine- you and vox were happy together. That was true, at least at the start of this twisted relationship, Vox genuinely seemed to care, to love you and would never dare to hurt you, he said so himself.
Yet, recently he's been acting so off- so wrong. Before he was kind, gentle, never forced you to do anything you didn't want to, but now? Lucifer, what happened to him? What happened to that man that you cared and loved so much, what infected his mind? You ,it seemed, were the answer- he changed because of you of how much he "loves" you. he hates seeing other sinners get too close to you- his precious angel- one who should be untouched by the filth of imps and lower sinners, he even went as far as to ban you from seeing the other vees (who you grew decently close to, earning their respect), he seemed to adore the fact that he controlled every aspect of your life and that you failed to notice it at first, too blinded by your love for him, for everything he did for you before the relationship became official- it was so foreign to see him like that now that you knew, that you've opened your eyes and saw the true intent of his actions, now you're scared, horrified.
Through your hysterics, as Vox labeled them when you first began to cry over all of this, you failed to notice that very same 'boyfriend' (you cringed at calling him that, that thing was not your boyfriend- was it ever your boyfriend?) standing in the door frame, his screen glitching with annoyance and screeching out quiet static noises that seemed for familiar yet so eerie, and his eye wider than the other- a beautiful black swirl dancing around on a red background, such an entrancing sight ❝ babe. ❞ you heard his voice, so distorted and full of displeasure making you shrieked out of almost pure instinct and turned your body so fast you almost has whiplash- eyes wide at the sight of Vox, a horror engraved into your [eye colour] irises . Your body began to tremble it felt almost natural to fear Vox, of what he'd do- he want others to imagine him as this stupid cool guy, who has not a care in the world but you knew what he was truly like. you knew what he was, what he said, what he felt about the other desperate sinners.
❝ go away vox- im not your 'babe' im leaving❞ it was barely above a whisper but sounded so loud in your head, so very loud. That one sentence could have leaft you deaf, you wish it did- wishing it left you deaf and blind so you didnt have to hear his voice, coated in an artificial love, dripping with his real poisonous intent, or see his face- that face you loved to see plastered around the pride ring, the face that now glared at you. ❝ Dont be like that [name]- you know you're my [girlfriend/boyfriend/lover] you cant leave me ❞ his voice, still laced with that distortion didn't register in your head, it's like you didn't even hear it- like you really went deaf.
you could hear his steps echo through the room and that confidences you held a meer second ago- drained from your stature immediately. A fear washed over you, overwhelming your body... Millions of questions raced through your tormented mind all desperate to be your sole focul. „ what will he do? ” „will he kill me? Torture me? Sell me off to some beggar?”
Those questions, such meaningless questions you thought, will never be answered. Though do not fear, Vox cherishes you too much to allow you to be in harm's way of anyone else- he just loves you so much, so much so that he'll forgive this silly little attitude of yours just this once: next time he won't be as forgiving. Though, in all his honesty there won't ever be a 'next time' and all he needed to prevent this was for you to look at his eyes, to just give him one glimpse, it's like deja vu for you ist it? What were you thinking? Those fears, those worries and silly little thoughts of leaving him should have never been thought in the first place, oh how could you be so horrible to think that your loving boyfriend Vox would EVER be so controlling and terrible? My dear, Vox only wants what's best for you, and whats best for you if to stay with him! That's all you need to do, he'll do all the hard work, he'll get his hands dirty, he'll protect you. No one else can do what he does, no other overlord, no other vee, no sinner, not even Lucifer himself can keep you safe like how he can.
after all, he just loves you too much to let you leave, and why would you? being with him had never been better. Though now Vox re-thinks letting you think for yourself again, after all last time he did you wanted to leave.
That cannot happen again. NEVER again.
#જ⁀➴﹒⁾⁾ 𝑶𝑹𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑫 / 𝑹𝑶𝑺𝑬𝑴𝑨𝑹𝒀 𝑾𝑹𝑰𝑻𝑬𝑺 ✫#꒰ 𖣂 ꒱ ・・・・・・・・#x reader#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel x reader#hazbin hotel vox#hazbin hotel vox x reader#vox x reader#yandere x reader#yandere themes#yandere x you#yandere character#vox is lowkey a baddie#kisses vox#vox loves you a bit too much#manipulation#⸺ ⚝#requested#requests are open#pls request more#i love writing for yall#EAT UP#yum yum#nyum#naym#nom nom nom#・・・・・・・・꒰ 𖣂 ꒱
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tma 120 "eye contact"
blood, body horror, self-harm, insect infestation, worms, burned alive, buried alive, direct violence, police, police violence
i wanna be like jonathan sims and get paid for having my parents insulting me in public
and now to listen to fuckass elias bouchard ramble for 23 whole minutes
unresponsive :(
everything but brain-dead is crazy
was antonio blake like this
anatomy class? :o
tessa?
daisy? did daisy get coffined for real?
is this "if you missed previous episodes"?
my jon :(
how was this guy called? jordan?OMG I GOT IT RIGHT
ohh wait this are only the ones we got narrated direct from subject
omg hi jane! been a while
and that's jude, yay
who are we missing? naomi and that's it?
let me just.
in order, we have -> anatomy class, binary, skintight?, police lights, the smell of blood, hard shoulder, underground, the new door, pest control, hive/infestation, twice as bright
and we are missing naomi, basira's first statement?, julia?, gerry? and sasha? idk
MY SOURCES (tumblr user fullmetalmind) HAS TOLD ME ANTONIO BLAKE HAS BEEN SPOTTED BEFORE so we are gonna finish this and then we are gonna go on an egg hunt to find him
okay, we have nightfall
and alone?
wait im gonna go on the egg hunt now because imagine elias finishes the statement with "btw and this guy was blablabla" i will kms
data i have on antonio blake:
not native to london but lives there
studied economics
worked in barclays
dated graham folger for six years, therefore he is a queer man
he has a friend called anahita wait
has premonitory lucid dreams (they seem to start at canary wharf)
went on to work for an esoteric shop
his father died of heart failure of 31st dec 2014
didn't know the archive before hand
based on my sources he appears more than once
okay now. for the hunt.
haha i have no idea how to go about this
let me play my tunes
(the tunes in question)
okay the problem is that i have two separate lists of characters and not all of them are complete but let's see what we can do
also lol completely forgot about mike's statement
either way
list of men that could fit this stuff:
ohhh he's oliver, right?
i have seen the name around and i kept being "we dont have any oliver" but
I sold crystals. They were clean, and sharp and bright and they did not sing to me, though I sometimes said they did. We would sell the stones to smiling young couples with colour in their hair. I remember, before I found the nest, someone new came. His name was Oliver, and he would look at me so strangely.
let me see if i can find a second name
i do have an oliver in my first list but i have him as client rather than selling because i must have misunderstood the "someone new came in" as him being a regular
well
whatever
i am very happy with this finding ^______^
elias you can keep going
are you allowed to do this in hospital visits
oh he's not at the hospital right he's watching
"without my guidance"? because you are gonna leave forever? :3
yeah don't you dare
well.
daisy dying was like the best outcome tbh
OMG YAY
the crime of being an asshole
well done martin
yeah that's because you give 0 shits about martin
also is the background noise supposed to be an eye opening and closing bc it is positively disgusting
pick me ahh criminal
the police officer is so done
"i shall be thinking of them" kys
YES KICK HIM
"i see" sadly you do
why is he here for the love of everything that's holy
NO ONE IS GONNA FUCKING CALL YOU PETER
he is 30 can we stop acting like he's useless just because he is a nice guy
oh right ceo vacancy
hell no
no
the devil that you know is better than the devil that you don't ig
well this one can be killed without consequences at least
paid therapy at least
i hate this fella
either way fun season
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HI!!!! im back hehe >:]
can u please write an fem agere!reader x [kinda] cg jake & johnnie where;
> reader is colouring and starts slipping into a regressed mind without trying
> jake n johnnie then start talking to her but shes all baby [she doesnt realise while shes talking to them]
> so they both gotta figure it out [theyre confused at first]
> then when they realise whats going on [bc she told them about it a while ago] they try to take care of her
[hope this makes sense LOL]
Coloring - Johnnie Guilbert + Jake Webber
Summary : When an activity that you're doing to cure boredom causes you to slip, you're incredibly lucky that your best friends are so wonderful.
Pairing : Jake Webber/Reader (platonic), Johnnie Guilbert/Reader (platonic)
Word Count : 1276
Warnings : none!!
A/N : This is an age regression fic, which is purely safe for work and innocent. Any hate/disrespect towards me, my work, or readers, will not be tolerated.
There were some activities that never stopped being fun despite the process of growing up. Coloring was one of those things for you, and it had always been something that you did for fun, to unwind, and you had continued to enjoy the activity regardless of how old you were. It was something that turned off your brain for a while, and let you relax, listen to music in the background, and just tune out the rest of the world. You loved the way that it was able to give you some quiet space for yourself, knowing that you often needed it. However, sometimes the activity could be more child-like, and it could be a trigger for your headspace.
It wasn’t often that just the simple thing of coloring pushed you into your headspace, but if you were really exhausted, or upset, or if you were feeling any other emotion stronger than you normally would be, then it was a possibility that it could cause you to slip. This was why you would usually color alone if too tired or sad, just so that you didn’t run the risk of anyone walking in should you slip. You lived with your two best friends, who both knew about your littlespace after a long, awkward, conversation, because they came home once while you were small. They had luckily been incredibly accepting and loving, and had been there for you when you needed anything since that point.
You hadn’t taken them up on it, not wanting to bother them, and still having some anxiety around it. But you made sure that they both knew just how much you appreciated the support and kindness that they consistently displayed, always making sure that you were happy, as much as possible. Jake had already had his assumptions about what was going on before he found out, but he had pushed it to the back of his mind until that one day that he had walked in. He was always the most gentle with you, always watching to make sure that everything was okay, that you were comfortable and felt safe, even in his own presence.
Today, you weren’t feeling upset at all, and so, you were coloring at the coffee table in front of the television. There was a random show playing in the background, and you were working on a mandala coloring, switching from marker to marker every time you started on a new detail. You had been working on it for a while, and were almost finished with it. By the time you finished it, you set it to the side, tearing another of the mandala designs out of the book, since it had perforated pages. It was much easier for you to color when your page was directly on a flat surface and not just the book, and you didn’t have to worry about the markers bleeding through the paper onto the design behind it, effectively ruining it.
You were about halfway through the next drawing when you heard the garage open, and Jake’s car pulled in seconds later. You were glad that the garage had alerted you to them being home, because your back was facing the door, and if they had just walked in behind you, it probably would’ve startled you. You didn’t acknowledge when the door did eventually open, until you heard Jake yell a loud “We’re back!”. You smiled, turning around to wave at them, returning the hello as well. Johnnie walked over to see what you were doing, hugging you before glancing down at the paper in front of you.
“What’cha coloring?”
You smiled, picking up the page and showing it to him. You were always incredibly proud of the colorings that you had finished, because to you, it showed a lot of patience and dedication. Johnnie smiled, telling you it looked amazing. Jake put the stuff that they had bought, probably for his next video, and walked over to also take a look. He saw the one you were working on, and the one that you had finished earlier.
“These look amazing! I love them.”
You smiled, the praise getting to you and causing you to blush a little bit. You couldn’t deny that you did seek their approval, and it always made you feel super happy when you got it. Not that it was hard to earn, but still, it always felt like somewhat of a reward. You weren’t overly tired or upset today, but the gentle praise and soft smiles did make you feel like you were going to eventually slip. Choosing to not say anything else, you just continued to smile and work on the page you were coloring. Johnnie sat down on the couch next to you, passing you markers every now and then, throwing an arm around you and watching the show you had turned on as well.
Jake was doing something or other in the kitchen, probably making food, and when he offered Johnnie chicken nuggets, he noticed the way you lit up and immediately put some in for you. Once they had finished cooking, he brought you over a plate at the same time that he brought the nuggets over for Johnnie. You noticed once it was sitting in front of you that all of the nuggets were cut into smaller pieces, and you had a feeling that these two were just out to get you.
“Be careful, okay? You don’t wanna spill anything on the couch.”
Nodding, you started eating, continuing to color between bites. It was the combination of the cut up food, the coloring, the comforting arm around your shoulders, and the babying tone that was being used when speaking to you that caused you to eventually give in to your headspace, yet staying quiet because you do still harbor a little bit of fear about it. It wasn’t until Jake and Johnnie began having a conversation, filled with cursing and inappropriate jokes, that they realized. They made a crude joke to you, and you simply just stared at them, mumbling a soft
“Don say dat. Bad words.”
It was at this point that they simply stared back at you, completely confused at the sudden change, before snapping out of it. Jake was the first one to say anything, passing you another marker and side hugging you.
“You’re right, honey, I’m sorry.”
When Johnnie realized the tone of voice that was being used, he understood what was going on, and he couldn’t help but think that you were absolutely adorable. They both felt so honored that they were trusted with such a vulnerable part of your life. They both began making sure that everything around you was appropriate. Johnnie switched the channel, and Jake gently offered a different coloring book, one that had lots of cartoon characters in it. He didn’t make you take it, but he offered it to you, just in case you’d want it. Those designs would take a lot less patience to finish, thus possibly avoiding a potential meltdown. Jake easily cleaned up the dish once you finished your food, bringing you some juice to drink, and making sure that you were always wrapped up in someone’s arms, and feeling safe.
The rest of the night went arguably the best you could’ve asked for, neither of them blinking an eye at the babyish vocabulary, or the emotional state that you had sometimes. They both knew that when you were no longer in headspace, you would probably be anxious about what had happened, and they were fully prepared to reassure you and tell you that they loved caring for you.
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#johnnie guilbert#johnnie guilbert fanfic#johnnie guilbert x reader#johnnie guilbert fic#johnnie guilbert fanfiction#johnnie and jake#fanfic#jake webber fluff#jake webber fanfic#jake webber fanfiction#jake webber#jake and johnnie#johnnie guilbert smut#johnnie guilbert age regression#jake webber age regression#jake webber agere#johnnie guilbert agere#little johnnie guilbert#little jake webber#caregiver jake webber#caregiver johnnie guilbert
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LONG POST!!!⁉️
happy birthday to me and by proxy happy 4 years since i've (more or less) started digital art!! i've never talked too much about my art journey on here but i thought it'd be fun to share a few of my pieces over the years to showcase my growth
2021
i literally did not DARE draw without reference. I hated drawing characters with their eyes open because i never knew how to draw them exactly, and i hated drawing hands more than anything cause i just couldn't get them to look right. My colours weren't horrible, but they definitely weren't always great.
2022
aaaa!!! colourful!!!!! i started doing more anime fanart! i was kinda afraid to do it beforehand since i was worried i couldn't get the characters looking right since i didnt really have an anime artstyle and was mucchhhh more comfortable with more realistic proportions, which is why for the pieces here i also mostly used reference and then just plopped the characters' designs on top. my faces & hands were definitely improving, but not quite there. Also ocs!! i love my ocs!!
2023
welcome to the year of sskk and also the year i finally started posting comics!! (we ignore my webtoon that i definitely didnt have in 2022) im trying not to post too much art i already have up on my tumblr here but you can look up the sskk tag on my tumblr you can see how insane i was!! in fact, because of how much i drew them that year, i think i very rapidly improved at my anatomy and expressions AND hands compared to 2022. crazy what a hyperfixation does to you
2024
getting daaaangerously close to tumblr's image limit and also 2024 was probably my most active year on tumblr to date, so it's all here anyways, but here's some of my favourites for my overall improvement. i'm not sure i drew a single background all year.
2025
anyways!! we're all caught up now! These two have been my favourite drawings from 2025 so far (one of which im techincally not supposed to show yet, oepsie) and i hope i can make hundreds more that i'm proud of! i've never really set up my art and looked at it side by side, so seeing how far i've come in the last four years is actually kind of heartwarming. thank you so much to everyone who's followed me and supported me & my journey! im getting sappy now so i'll stop jaja
#crazy to think i first got my art tablet 4 years ago its been so fucking long bro ive been at this for forever#was drawing on an ipad before that now THAT art is cooked#i did do digital art before but like i used to be a gacha life girlie like it was not actual people drawing#it just mostly got me used to colouring and nothing else#i learned pretty much all my anatomy in the past 4 years so i do consider myself only really having started once i started drawing on pc#happy 4 year old birthday to my wacom intuos S LMAO#that thing has been with me for forever that thing will continue to be with me for forever i am in fact never getting a new one#art#digital art#art journey#art improvement#art milestone#digital artist#original art#original characters#ocs#my ocs#my art#fanart#angel beats#saiki k#sk8 the infinity#bungou stray dogs#charlotte#chainsaw man#genshin impact#link click#<< feels weird to fandom tag a personal post but. like its fanart what else am i gonna do#anyways shoutout to pinterest for paving literally all of my art in 2021 half my art in 2022#shoutout to my autism that bsd hyperfixation absolutely carried my 2023
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𝑀𝑜𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒪’𝓈𝒽𝑒𝒶
(the character overlook)
♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧⋆⭒˚。⋆
these are all my opinions, totally open to the conversation about molly’s character also totally fine with people fact checking me, anyways i’m starting to fw o’shones
in the words of @krayzie-jelli the autism is autisming (don’t cancel me i have referrals to get tested 😔😔)
♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧⋆⭒˚。⋆
small credit;
the red dead fan wiki
@/reaperqween on tik tok (for the almost ten minute tik tok about mollys outfits which i ate up)
^ her tumblr is @river-of-wine send some love yall want 💕
colour analysis & general observations
🪞💋🍓🌹🍰
colour theory is heavily used based on honor, the best example of this is dutch, he consistently wearing red, mostly on his back until guarma when the red is on the front, when dutch’s true intentions become more apparent, anyways onto molly.
🩰𓈒⋆⑅˚₊୨୧
COLTER

(i went quite quick through colter so im actually unsure how she is with dutch, but from what i remember she doted on him a whole ton, constantly staying at his side and at one point saying “dutch is all the company i need”)
💋though a lot of people relate the red in different characters with low honor i think the fabric, the pattern itself points back to her privileged past
💋the necks scarf being green, i feel like it doesn’t imply much at this point but as the game continues it implies way more
💋the rest of the outfit being blue means a lot to me, there’s never anytime molly oversteps or is aggressive to anyone (obviously except from the obvious with karen, i’ll go back to this later)
💋i’d like to note that she’s still doing her makeup freezing and starving in the mountains
🩰𓈒⋆⑅˚₊୨୧
HORSESHOE OUTLOOK & CLEMENTS POINT
(i honestly will end up mixing these up so i grouped them together)

(tbh my honest opinion is horseshoe is one of the best chapters based on the relationships in camp (tho sadie’s still going through it, you can’t have everything))
💋her first outfit has a good amount of blue in this outfit, her necklace has its first appearance with the red (i always got the vibe that dutch had gifted it to her as it’s more shiny than a lot of the metal in her outfits and it’s like a part of him)
💋she wears a thick belt with this outfit and the brass (?) seems worn, even coming from a wealthy background she holds onto clothes that look old and worn
💋she always wears white boots, she’s doesn’t have to do any work, and she’s not expected to do anything
💋the majority of the mornings in game, molly is constantly checking herself in a mirror

💋i’m going to be honest i hate this shirt
💋but i’d like to think this shawl has always been with her and that she holds it close to her
💋her outfit is quite shapeless, and i think that’s how she liked to dress personally

💋i would love to talk about this outfit
💋does this eat? yes, but i don’t think this was a honest choice for her
💋this outfit mirror mary-beth’s a lot, who seems to be dutch’s new interest

sorry for the bad quality i used my own screenshot for this
💋this outfit particularly ^
💋there’s now a lot of cleavage in her outfit and she’s dressing more akin to other girls in the camp
💋and the gold in her outfits bright, and with mirroring marybeth, I also think this mirrors dutch’s style, with more red and gold incorporated
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💋her relationship with dutch is starting to crumble, i heard a voice line where she says that she loves him and he thanks her (?!) you wouldn’t see me again personally
💋but to contrast that there’s some scenes were dutch kisses her hands and they’re all giddy and cuddly, and they eventually dance when sean’s rescued from blackwater
💋she’s also not well received by a lot of the gang, we get the first glimpse of that when you take mary-beth, tilly and karen to valentiene and karen says that molly’s “too high and mighty” to come with them
💋she attempts a to interact with numerous members
💋she also attempts to talk to tilly, tilly quickly brushes her off as she’s working and molly isn’t attempting to help her
💋i also saw an encounter with dutch and molly where, he approaches, and honestly he could be covered in shit and molly would still look up to him like he’s a messiah. dutch says “should i compare thee to…” he quickly cuts himself off asking her what he should compare her with, even asking arthur if you pass by (he actually says that dutch could compare her to an idiot if she actually believes dutch cares about her)
💋 throughout clements point, dutch talks down to molly as if she’s a child and then will quickly back himself up by calling her dear (to which if arthur intervenes when she goes off at him, dutch says she’s just leaving and she’s stomps away)
💋when she approaches abigail about the subject of dutch, abigail tells her “dutch don’t love you, not in the way you want to be loved”, molly gets defensive saying that she doesn’t get what she’s talking about, to which abigail says she does (implying drunk john?) and molly stomps away
💋i think this is the first time molly actually goes a bit crazy about dutch, she calls him a degenerate liar and stomps off when dutch wont argue back and (i think) goes to sleep, he at least turns away from her
💋i think people who discredit mollys character (men) don’t realise that her and dutch’s relationship show early signs about how manipulative dutch can be, he dumbs down what she says then calls her dear, eventually he only calls her miss o’shea, which she obviously goes off at him for
💋adding onto this i’d love to talk about her character item request of a pocket mirror and her asking arthur if bad lucks a thing, i feel like this is meant to reflect how young she actually is, like how kieran still referred to his parents as ma and pa, and that she genuinely seems nervous asking arthur for a mirror and the superstition of a broken mirror giving bad luck (which i guess you could say she had
💋and i feel like her vanity that the gang and from an outsiders perspective that she’s self absorbed but i think she’s more conscious about how she looks, she doesn’t have to lift a finger and not having much to do around camp because everyone distances themselves from her (i’ll obviously elaborate more when i get to writing about shady bell) i think she’s left alone with a mirror, which i feel is more implied that she’s had for a long time, i’d say since childhood, you become more conscious the more you look at yourself and if your man seemed to be going for someone younger than you, you’d loose it too
(tl:dr - molly doesn’t deserve any hate, the girls that get it, get it, men don’t, im so ready to talk about chapter 4&6)
The poem
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Uaibhreach
(the irish gaelic word which means “being proud and arrogant to the extent that it alienates & isolates you from those around you, leading to loneliness)
I was a girl - until your call
(i’m not going to annotate this everytime but the religion of this actually makes me feel like my hearts being ripped out)
Commanded me to cross the sea.
(she was driven out of ireland looking for freedom and adventure and she was enthralled by dutch’s charm, to be honest i always saw her “privileged upbringing” being her family owning a big farm, or in a big industry, a lot of irish people immigrated to canada after the potato famine, then crossed to america)
I've nothing left. I gave you all.
(i think she means this in, like, every sense)
My darling Liffey was so small.
Your land and love are vast and free.
(‘MERICA)
I was a girl until your call.
You stood so strong, and dark and tall.
You stole the heartbeat out of me.
I've nothing left. I gave you all.
Your lips enchant, your eyes enthrall,
Your empire is of ecstasy.
I was a girl until your call.
Your parasites and lackeys crawl,
(now do i think this is the gang or her fault that they don’t like her, i think its a mutual thing, they see her as a spoiled woman and she doesn’t help that opinion but i think she’s a young woman manipulated by an older guy, and that she thinks they’re all just jealous (which im sure she even says a few times)
Mocking a love they dare not see.
(going back to when she try’s to seek abigail’s help, or when she confronts karen later on and that she can’t see that he’s really not interested in her)
I've nothing left. I gave you all.
I sit in solitude and scrawl
These wretched words, and wait for thee.
I was a girl until your call.
I've nothing left. I gave you all.
#lesbian#bambiitalks#red dead redemption 2#rdr2#wlw blog#molly o'shea#ill treat u better molly oshea#molly oshea#dutch van der linde#mary beth gaskill#karen jones#o’shones#oshones
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Hello Hedge!
I just wanted to say, no matter what you draw or paint, your art always looks so good!! But I also wanted to ask if you had any tips and stuff for someone who is extremely unskilled at painting backgrounds and sceneries? Or like, what would you recommend as a starting point? I've been struggling for literal years and have never found anything that makes painting backgrounds enjoyable, or that makes me feel like my backgrounds are... well, satisfying, if that makes any sense.
I hope you have a wonderful day, and thank you 💕
Heya! c: i was giving this a think and im gonna say if u dont enjoy making something, don't force urself to! someone who is good at doing backgrounds may be only good at that. they might've discovered they hate drawing people or are really bad at it (like bob ross ehehe) so they focused entirely on doing landscapes. so if u just find urself not enjoying backgrounds, it's okay!!
but if u want to give backgrounds another shot, here's an idea I had: i think that backgrounds can be very overwhelming and unenjoyable cuz of the scale and the fact that u think u gotta fill the entire canvas. the way i got over that gradually is by doing very simple block colour thumbnail sketches. base the sketches on photos, game screenshots, whatever u have on ur mind that might look neat. it helped me understand composition and colour palettes much better, which also helped me to then progress into doing more detailed paintings by making it feel less overwhelming. u can also then just blur the thumbnail and stick it in the background of a portrait and it'll look grand!
once i got more comfortable with making those thumbnail sketches, i'd go back over the painting with more detail. but by that i don't mean go back in and draw every darn leaf by hand. what i do is grab a favourite textured brush on the messy side (eg. wedge tail in procreate) and go over things to add shape and texture. u can imply a great amount of detail just from making a mess of texture lmao
once i have that satisfying amount of chaos, i might see shapes i like and then in that case i go back in and refine them with finer brushes. that might even be by just using those sort of 'stamp' brushes that immediately stick in leaf texture or something
thats how i managed to eliminated what i hate about doing backgrounds. if there is a specific thing u hate about doing landscapes, there's probably a work around for it that is lazy and satisfying as hell. maybe breaking the process down like i described above will help u figure out what it is
i hope that helps a little! but again please don't pressure urself into drawing something u might just dislike!
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The autism took over and I made a long list of Luis headcanons. Originally wrote them on paper and colour coded them by category :3

Category 1: the ones without a category
He has autism and OCD because I have autism and OCD and I think they fit him
He is super mega queer (doesn't really label himself, just says queer (this definitely isn't me projecting again))
Trans ftm (there was a whole thread somewhere but i forgot who made it but i love you)
He defo gave himself top and bottom surgery because he's insane like that
Sentimental fella
Multilingual (spanish, english, and french)
He is HAIRY
Still doesn't quite get a lot of english phrases, slang, jokes, etc
HE HAS A LAZY EYE. It could just be game graphics but ITS THERE AND I SEE IT AND IM TAKING IT AS CANON THERE IS MANY SHOTS WHERE HIS EYE BALL IS LIKE THIS ↓

Category 2: romantic ♡
His happiness comes from making his partner happy
VERY VERY romantic
Malewife
Petnames +100
Main love language is touch
He yaps and yaps about how much he adores his partner
He loves praise
Mega gay flirt, but will absolutely become a mess when someone flirts back
Clingy (doesn't want to lose the one person who loves him)
Does all the chores because malewife
Pathetic wet cat
Category 3: angsty stuffs
Dogs/wolves make him very uncomfortable and tense due to what happened to dear old gandpapa
Fire can cause PTSD induced panic attacks (gramps death, and also what happened in the lab thingy)
Loves helping others, but struggles to ask for help because he thinks he doesn't deserve it
VERY low self esteem (his confidence is all a big ol facade)
Not completely comfortable with his body and sexuality, having been raised in erm... A silly not fun environment
His silly little dancing is a form of self soothing
Not a big fan of holidays, because he has nobody to spend them with
Doesn't bother celebrating his birthday
Category 4: interests/likes
Really doesn't like silence because it reminds him of being stuck in a lab, so he ALWAYS has music on in the background on one of them vinyl record playing old people things
Very good cook, would've had to cook a lot for gramps because he's like old and stuff
Collects silly little trinkets and just anything that catches his interest
Gramps defo taught him guitar
Loves loves loves to yap and yap about his interests
Knows how to ride horses 100% because people defo travelled around Valdelobos on horseback
Would very much enjoy a cheeky spa day, needs to relax
Category 5: post re4 because HE IS ALIVE
Refuses to ever use an elevator again because they lead to death and evilness
Craves simplicity 🙏
Again, HATESSS asking for help
Nightmares +100
Believes that he deserved what happened
Depression +100
PTSD +100
Was mega underweight in Valdelobos, but gains healthy chub as he recovers
Selective mutism
Bed bound -> wheelchair -> crutches -> cane
Lets his hair grow
Starts taking care of his hair and suddenly BOOM curls appear
Sometimes needs help to bathe, but he HATES being vulnerable
Cried the first time that Leon helped him bathe
Very much struggled to come out due to the environment he was raised in
Cane is permanent due to mega big ouchie
Back ache +100
Struggles to come to terms with the fact that he's been given a second chance
Uhhhh that's it methinks BYE

#re4r#resident evil#resident evil 4 remake#luis serra#luis sera#luis serra navarro#HEADCANONS#RAHHHHH
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Don't Leave Me
As promised, here is a new Jonah Hauer-King imagine for all you lovelies, I hope you like it. Any feedback or requests are always amazing, enjoy.
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Summary: Jonah is on his way home when a car accident delays him a while. And he finds himself desperate to help the girl in the accident and make sure she's alright.
Enjoy.
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A steady beat drummed out against the steering wheel, matching in time with the tune playing quietly from the radio. As the daylight started to fade and the darkness drew in, he turned down the radio every so often until the tunes were soft and quiet in the background since his mind was so easily distracted.
He didn't always find driving calming and easy and distractions tended to make it worse.
The moon was a dusty, pale yellow with an outer white glow that looked very luminescent and eye-catching. There were a few stars poking through the layer of mist and the sky was a pale navy blue with streaks of purple and tints of red. Jonah loved looking at the evening sky because it looked so capturing and interesting.
He used to hate driving on the motorway, it always panicked him because everyone was driving so fast but now it felt normal. It didn’t feel like he was getting whiplash when he increased speed, it felt rather slow now that he had gotten used to it.
Drifting his eyes around the road, Jonah rubbed at his temple as he noticed his sliproad was coming up to get him back on the normal roads and not on the motorway anymore. He wasn’t too far from home now which was a relief because he couldn’t wait to put his feet up and just have a drink.
He was ready to go home.
His fingers hovered over the indicator at the side of the steering wheel but he didn't get chance to flick it on.
One fleeting, chancing look in his rear-view mirror drew his attention to a car that was flying up behind him, swerving between two lanes. The car was out of control. The driver wasn't breaking. He was going to slam into the back of Jonah's car. They were going to crash.
Jonah did the only thing he could think of. Without looking in his side mirrors or really thinking it through at all, he slammed his brakes on and swerved into the hard shoulder to his left. It was a small, grit covered lane for emergencies and this was definitely an emergency. Jonah would be crushed or run off the road if he didn't swerve into the safe lane on his left and it was all he could do. The front of his car spun towards the left, bumping into the barrier as he came to a sudden, jerking stop.
Every muscle in his body tensed, curse words flew past his lips and everything started to shake as ragged breaths passed his lips.
"No-"
Jonah jumped back in his seat as he watched the car speed past him in the lane he was just in. His eyes widened in terror when he watched the out of control car slam into the car that had been in front of Jonah.
The cherry coloured car propelled forward a few feet before swerving and spinning into the hard shoulder lane. The back end of the cheery car hit the metal barrier so harsh and fast that it smashed through and slanted the car part-way down the hill. It was by sheer luck that the car didn't roll off the hard shoulder and go down the ditch. It was wedged between the metal that was saving that poor driver from going into the water at the bottom of the ditch.
Was that Jonah's fault?
Would he of had time to flash his hazard lights to let that car in front know something was wrong? Should he have tried to warn them somehow? Shouldn't that of been Jonah who was almost falling down into the ditch?
He couldn't see where the out of control car had ended up. It seemed to be a mile ahead on the motorway but Jonah could see half the people were stopping and others were hurriedly shooting up the exit Jonah should have been on by now.
He didn’t know if someone had called the police or an ambulance or if the drivers needed any help. He guessed the people in the cherry car needed help, no one had made a move to get out yet and they needed to move. If the car jolted an inch, it would be in the ditch.
There was no way Jonah could try and drive home now. He had seen the accident. He would need to give a statement to the police, if he drove off now it would make him a bad person, just as bad as the people who weren't stopping to help.
When Jonah unsteadily climbed out of the car, his legs had gone to jelly and he had to lean heavily on the door and take a few seconds to catch his breath and calm down. He had never been in a car accident before. He was a good driver- not that he had done anything wrong tonight that had caused this crash, not really. He had never witnessed a crash like this before. What could he do to help?
He locked the car, stuffed the keys into his pocket along with his phone and jogged on numb legs down towards the cherry coloured Fiesta.
People further ahead on the road were starting to stop and check on the driver who had caused this mess but no one was coming Jonah's way.
Jonah rounded to the driver’s side. It took him a few moments to jiggle the door handle so the door finally opened, almost swinging off the hinges when it swung open with a creak that made him shiver. He bent the door as far open as it would manage and weaved behind it so he could lean over and see if the person needed any assistance.
Whoever was in here, Jonah wanted to tell them to get out. He didn't like how close the car was to the edge of the ditch. One wrong move and the car would be gone.
Turning her head slowly to the right, (Y/n) let out a shuddering breath at the stranger who managed to open the door. Her mind was coming back under her control now. As soon as something hit her car and it started to swerve, her mind blacked out and she couldn't see a thing. A sob burned against the back of her throat that felt like sandpaper and pain bolted through almost every nerve in her body.
Her eyes tried to focus on the mop of raven black curls that swished in front of her eyes as the stranger who had seemingly come to her rescue bent down on his knees. He had one hand holding onto her car door and the other was clamped around the roof of the car like he was trying to hold himself up.
He had a calming, somewhat sugary sweet smile and for a second or two, it distracted (Y/n) from why she was panicking.
"Hi there, love. I’m Jonah, can you tell me your name?" Jonah paced his words to let (Y/n) have a moment to process them and hear how calm and collected he was trying to be.
"(Y/n)… out, p-please get me out!" Her throat burned, her words came out croaked and weak but with an air of urgency that stunned Jonah.
(Y/n) didn’t know which area of pain to focus on or where exactly the pain was coming from because it was circulating everywhere. But she knew that she didn’t want to be in the car anymore. She could feel the smoke drifting around the car, seeping into her lungs and making it harder to breathe. She could feel that the right side of the car next to her legs was dented and the bonnet had been crushed and the metal was pushing towards her. She felt like she was becoming boxed into her car and she wanted out.
The seatbelt was cutting rather harshly into her exposed neck and chest near her collar bone and it was grating like a sharp knife slowly tearing through her skin. She wanted to be out of the car to feel a bit more at ease and safer. Sitting in a car wasn’t the best if it was stationary and still on the motorway which was dangerous as it was without her being in a car which was now a hazard.
"I don’t think that’s a good idea, sweetheart. I don’t know what injuries you have, it’s best to wait for the paramedics, I think I saw someone calling them up ahead."
Jonah could see she was obviously distressed and didn’t want to stay where she was but now he had glanced at her injuries, all thoughts of telling her to get out vanished from his mind. He didn't want to be the one to move her. She could have damaged her spine or her neck or even her head and skull, moving her could disrupt any injuries and cause permanent damage. He didn't want to be the cause of any paralysis and he wasn't trained to get her out of a car with those sorts of injuries.
Basic medical first aid was the only thing Jonah could offer, along with a calming presence and a promise he wouldn't leave her in here alone until proper help arrived.
"Please,"
Her sob burned into Jonah's ears and he cringed, rolling his lips together at how desperate she sounded. He couldn't risk hurting her or making her injuries worse unless it was absolutely necessary.
"Not yet, let's wait for an ambulance to get you out safely, hm? But I won't leave you here alone, that's a promise."
"Okay," If he wasn't going to get her out, him staying beside her was at least a relief and his smile was as calming as it was charming.
"Let’s get that belt off you." Pushing himself up so he was leaning over her instead of on his knees at her side, Jonah tried his best not to touch her in case he hurt her. He didn't know if she had any internal injuries. All he could see were the external ones such as the cuts to her face from the inside of the windscreen shattering.
He rolled his lips into a thin smile and reached over (Y/n), trying to hold up his own weight. The belt came undone surprisingly easy and Jonah carefully pulled it back but it made him queasy to see the belt peel off her skin like a layer of skin ripping away. It revealed a slanted cut along her collar bone like it had burned into her skin, but thankfully it didn't look too deep.
Pulling back a little, Jonah started looking over (Y/n) to see what other injuries she had and how bad they were. He saw small cuts on her cheeks, one on her neck, her hands looked a bit scraped but when he looked closer he saw her right wrist looked damaged.
"I think you’ve broken your wrist, try not to move it for me." The complicated joint seemed to jut out on the left and it was beginning to swell too.
Pushing the almost deflated airbag out of the way, Jonah looked over (Y/n)’s other arm which seemed to have no damage. He locked eyes with her for a brief moment and he smiled to show her she was okay and he wasn’t going anywhere. He didn’t see any blood on her shirt which was a good sign but with the airbag now moved out of the way, he noticed a new problem.
There was a thin chunk of metal puncturing into her thigh, causing blood to pool around her navy blue leggings.
"Can I?" He questioned, referring to her leg. He didn’t really want to leave her bleeding out when he didn’t know how long the paramedics were going to take to arrive and the least he could do was take a look and see if he could help in any way.
"Hm,"
There was a tear in the material so Jonah slowly pulled at the thin cotton and ripped it further so he could see the damage. He held his breath in his lungs to calm himself down; the metal looked like it was rather deep into her leg and Jonah knew better than to even attempt to pull it out. If he moved the metal an inch he could worsen the bleeding or rip a muscle and if he took it out all the way, the blood flow would be a lot worse. The blood was seeping from the deep cut like a tap that was continuously spluttering the liquid everywhere. It was soaking into her leggings and creating a mass dampness around the wounded area.
"Okay… sweetheart, I need to stop the bleeding. Can you talk to me? Tell me what you were up to today or something about you while I fix this."
Jonah needed to stop the bleeding and the best way he could think to do that was to remove his belt and tie it around her leg above the wound. That way the blood would be restricted to her leg because even though the metal was stopping the blood loss from becoming worse it was still pouring out. He knew (Y/n) might become lightheaded and it would hurt so he thought talking might distract her and it would show him she wasn’t suddenly going to faint or fall unconscious.
"What's wrong with my-" (Y/n) cut herself off with a choked moan mixed with a cry when she saw the metal poking out of her thigh a little higher up from her knee. She pressed her head back into the headrest, feeling the urge to scream or try and move because she didn’t even realise that had happened. She didn’t feel the metal puncture through her leg, she simply thought it had gotten bashed and bruised like everywhere else on her body.
"Ssh, hey it’s alright. I’m gonna stop the bleeding and then the paramedics will sort this out for you, don’t worry. Come on, tell me about yourself or your day." Jonah’s voice was oddly soothing to (Y/n), he had one of those deep yet rhythmic voices that you could listen to about anything. It was a voice that you would constantly listen to without registering what was being said.
"I don't, um… I like t-to sing." (Y/n) licked her dry lips, trying to speak clearly though her throat and lips were both dry and felt tight.
It was the first thing that came to mind.
Something soft flooded Jonah's eyes while he stood up and snapped his belt free from the loops of his jeans. He prayed his jeans would stay where they were and wouldn't fall down now they were a bit loose on him without the belt.
He crouched back down beside (Y/n) whilst hoping some form of help would arrive soon to help them.
"I bet you have a beautiful voice. I quite like to sing too," Jonah pushed his knees into the bottom of the car while he carefully lifted up (Y/n)'s thigh, just an inch, so he could thread the end of his belt under her leg. He did his best not to disturb the metal. He made sure the belt was close to the wound but not touching it in any way.
(Y/n)'s eyes fluttered open and she looked down to see what Jonah was doing. It took her mind a few seconds longer than usual to process what he was doing and understand he was going to cut off her circulation to her leg.
When Jonah lifted his head to look at her, he winked in a way that sent (Y/n)'s stomach flooding with butterflies and his smile made her want to squirm and blush. She noticed his smile morph a little when he bit down on his lower lip and threaded the belt through the buckle. Then he yanked it as tight as he could manage. When the belt indented down into (Y/n)'s skin, he heard her ungodly scream as if the belt was around her chest, not her leg.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," He hushed quietly. "It won’t hurt for long, sweetheart." Jonah pressed the pin into the belt to create a new pinhole to make sure the belt didn’t loosen any more than that before he let go. Her leg would turn numb soon enough and it would stop both the pain from the tightness and the pain from the wound.
Jonah ran his fingertips over (Y/n)’s legs to make sure she had no other cuts or injuries, stopping when she choked on a cry as soon as his hands found her left ankle. He pulled up the end of her leggings and moved her sock out of the way before trying to be gentle when grazing his fingers over the swelling skin. Relief bolted through him when he saw that the bone wasn't poking out and it didn't exactly feel broken, it felt in tact. She might have just sprained it.
"It’s not broken, probably sprained… hey, you gotta stay with me, sweetheart. Come on, open your eyes."
Reaching his hand up, Jonah gently brushed his thumb over her cheekbone, trying to get her to talk to him when her eyes closed. He didn’t want her passing out on him in case it was a sign that she was still having bloodloss or that there was something else wrong.
She managed to open her eyes and move her left hand, barely remembering that Jonah said not to move her right wrist which was broken.
"It hurts." (Y/n) didn’t exactly know what she was referring to, whether it was her broken wrist, her bleeding leg, her damaged ankle or her head that was pounding, but she felt the need to express how everything hurt. Jonah didn’t seem to care what she was referring to, he understood what she was going through. He moved his right hand and gently took her left hand in his own, interlocking their fingers.
"I know it does, but it won’t be for long. Squeeze my hand, help will be here soon."
Jonah couldn’t give her anything for the pain and he couldn’t take it away, all he could do was be moral support and to try and help her in any way that he could. He darted his eyes down to her leg which was fading in colour meaning that the blood wasn't getting past the belt so that was a good thing at least.
He felt slight relief when (Y/n) held his hand tightly to show she wasn’t asleep just yet. She didn’t know what she would have done if Jonah hadn’t turned up, she wouldn’t have known her leg was bleeding or how to stop it, she would have tried to get herself out if she had the energy. Her panic died down immensely when he turned up because he seemed to know what he was doing. It wasn’t as scary with someone else here with her.
"P-please don’t leave me."
"Now why would I leave you?" Jonah could hear the worry in her voice as if she thought he was just going to vanish and head home. He wouldn't do that even if he wanted to because it wasn’t fair. He had come over to help and he wasn’t finished helping yet because he couldn’t leave her alone and afraid.
Jonah rubbed his thumb over the back of her hand as (Y/n) continued to squeeze his hand every now and then to show she was still awake. She pushed her chest out to let her spine click into place before settling back against the seat that felt incredibly uncomfy right now.
Something akin to fondness bubbled up in (Y/n)'s chest and pooled in her eyes when she looked over at Jonah. He wasn't looking at her but he was squeezing her hand incredibly tight. He was swaying on his heels, shifting his weight back and forth and his left hand had moved to rub his chin and brush across his lips while he watched for any signs of an ambulance or even the police.
She could see how focused he was on watching for help and how intent he was on staying right by her side. It felt like they had known each other for years, not minutes and his presence was calming and soothing.
The car moved.
A burning scream left (Y/n)'s lips and her body tensed up and pushed back into the seat when she felt the car jolt backwards. The horrid sound of metal scraping on metal sent her body shivering and burned her ears.
She was going to fall. The car was going to do down the ditch and crash. She was going to die here.
Jonah's weight unbalanced and he fell backwards on his bum, one hand scraping against the gravel to steady himself while his other hand clenched as tight as possible around (Y/n)'s hand. As if he was Superman with the power to pull her back and stop the car from falling any further.
"No, no no!"
"Oh God!"
Jonah scrambled to get up and his free hand instinctively pressed out on the roof of the car until it stopped moving and once again got wedged between the broken metal barrier. As soon as it stopped, Jonah breathed shakily in relief and moved round again. He let go of the car, he didn't want to touch or lean on it in any way in case any little touch made it move more towards the ditch again.
He leaned his head down into the car and his hand let go of (Y/n)'s hand so his hands could hold her neck. His fingers curled around the back of her neck, his thumbs brushed over her jaw and he tilted her head up so she was looking at him. He could see the panic in her watering eyes and hear it in each shuddering, shallow breath she took. Panicking wasn't going to do them any favours.
Reaching up, (Y/n) clamped down hands down around Jonah's wrists, even her broken wrist that was now pulsing and throbbing from the movement. She was shaking so badly she was causing Jonah's arms to tremble but neither of them cared.
"Jonah p-please get me out!" (Y/n)'s fingers dug bruisingly into his wrists but it was her eyes that made his stomach flip and sent his knees buckling.
"I could hurt you-"
"Please,"
His eyes slammed closed and his body jolted on the spot when (Y/n) slammed her foot down against the footwell as she let out a sharp cry. She wanted out, she wanted to feel and be safe on the roadside. She didn't want to be in a car that was about to be in the ditch.
She was moving all of her body except for the leg Jonah had tied his belt to, surely that had to mean she didn't have any nerve damage or paralysis? Wouldn't it be safer for him to get her out and move her now than to risk waiting for paramedics to do the exact same thing he could just do right now?
"Alright, alright sweetheart let's get you out of here."
Reaching down, Jonah let go of her neck and trailed his hands down to hold her arms and loop them around the back of his neck. He could see the metal that was punctured into her thigh wasn't still connected to the car so he could move her without ripping it from her skin.
He gently held her lower legs and turned them until her body was shifted so she was facing him and her legs were now hanging over the side of the seat out of the car.
Jonah bent his knees and circled his arms around (Y/n)'s waist, trying to hold her firmly but also be gentle because he didn't want to cause her further pain. He could feel her nails scratching into his shoulders as he carefully started to lift her up from the car. When (Y/n) reached her hand out to hold the door so she could keep her weight on her good leg, Jonah grabbed her hand and looped her arm back around his neck instead.
"Don't lean on the car in case it moves. Lean on me, I've got you."
He could feel the car start to slide again the moment (Y/n)'s weight was lifted from the seat. Jonah moved as quick as he could without hurting her and shuffled backwards with (Y/n) in his arms until they were a safe distance from the car that was four feet away from going down the ditch.
"Are you okay?"
His nose brushed against her hair and her breath tickled his skin when she took rapid breaths but managed to nod against his neck.
"Thank you,"
(Y/n) was sure she heard him whisper 'You're alright' into her hair before he carefully turned to help her sit down. His hands moved under her arms and he lowered her down until she was sat on the gravel with her legs stretched out in front of her as straight as rulers.
Her head felt like it was about to explode and for a brief moment, everything started to spin and her mind went dizzy. She thought she was about to flop down against the floor until a strangely familiar pair of hands grabbed her upper arms. Jonah reeled her into his side and let her weight fall onto his chest as (Y/n) suddenly realised he had sat down on the ground next to her.
His hand rubbed up and down her arm and in her slightly delirious state, (Y/n) was sure he kissed the top of her head, although she couldn't be sure.
"Cavalry’s here, love." As soon as the words passed through his lips, (Y/n) could faintly hear the blaring sirens that sounded very distant but she didn’t know if they were actually far away or if it was her ears distorting the sounds around her.
Two ambulances and a road traffic car pulled up and Jonah suspected they were going to block off this whole side of the motorway for a few hours.
Two paramedics hurried over with a stretcher to where Jonah was sat down beside (Y/n). He could see she was close to falling asleep now but it was alright if she did because the paramedics were here, they would know what to do.
"Jonah…" (Y/n) managed to open her eyes but soon closed them when all she could see was a rotating picture that was blurring too much to make anything out. A flurry of panic bubbled up in her chest when she felt strange hands on her arms pulling her forward to try and check her over and her head shook when she felt her eyelid being held open and a light cross in front of her pupil.
She didn't want Jonah to leave, as selfish as that made her. She barely knew him but she wanted to keep holding his hand and lean on his shoulder and hear his melodic voice telling her she was going to be alright.
"Jonah-"
"I’m still here sweetheart." He responded, feeling his heart pang at how she was beginning to panic again.
He shook his head when one of the paramedics asked if he was injured and his arms folded over his chest as he bit his lip, watching them assess her and talk about the best way to move her. They couldn’t afford to move the metal in her leg but it was easier now she was out the car. They didn’t have to cut her free which was the most important thing.
Jonah felt all the sirens and car horns and voices drift away and blur into silence as he watched the paramedics very slowly ease (Y/n) onto the stretcher. Both making sure her right leg was moved as little as possible as they laid her down. All three of them winced when (Y/n) suddenly made a choking sound. Her chest moving like it was convulsing and she moved her left hand to press to her lower chest before blood started to coat her lips.
One of the medics moved the stretcher so (Y/n) was sitting up instead of lying down so she didn’t choke. Her eyes closed tight and her face contorted into a look of either pain or disgust, Jonah couldn't be sure, and she tossed her head forward to spit the blood from her lips.
"Can I go with her?"
Jonah didn’t even think before the words were rushed from his lips and he felt relieved when one of them nodded. He didn’t even know her and yet he found himself wondering what her fate would be. If she would need surgery and what for, if she would be okay, who needed to be contacted. If her parents needed to be told, if she even had parents or maybe siblings or even a partner he had to contact. All the questions he could possibly have about her and her life rushed through his head as he jogged to keep up with them.
He stopped for a second to tell an officer which car was his because he would undoubtedly get clamped or have a ticket for leaving his car there if he didn't tell someone first that he was involved in this mess. He was too shaken to drive and he needed to make sure (Y/n) would be okay.
When they were in the ambulance, one of the paramedics held a white plastic bowl in front of (Y/n) so she could cough up the blood which tainted the crystal white colour of the tub into a rather dark crimson. Jonah wasn’t very well advanced with medical knowledge but he guessed by the way she was spitting blood like she was throwing up that it was something to do with her stomach. She was breathing well so it wasn’t her lungs at least.
"I’m still here," He mumbled quietly as he reached to take her hand, watching how her features seemed to relax at his voice. Her hand pulled his closer to her chest as she continued to throw up the sticky substance coating her throat and lips.
Jonah brushed her slightly knotted hair behind her ear, keeping it from her face as he felt the ambulance begin to move.
"I won’t leave you."
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what are katara and azula's favorite things about each other's culture? least favorite?
oooh excellent question!
for katara, her favourite thing about the fire nation is probably their sense of romance. it really pervades nearly everything in the fire nation. (this is all hc i fear BUT) the fire nation has an obsession with passion; be it the physical form in an ever-so-obvious erotic fixation with strong powerful (naked) bodies, the visual language of someone through clothing colour and manner, even violence and death - the fire nation weaves romance through everything, all behind these layers of disicipline and self control. fire nation arts are therefore prolific in every level of society and known to be MELODRAMATIC AS HELL. they adore poetry, theatre, performance, all of it, with romantic tragedy at the core. what im essentially saying is the fire nation is both somehow repressed and obssessed with emotion, and katara resonates with that. she's a romantic at heart herself, and this kind of thing is really attractive to her. of course, it's only once she understands the fire nation that she really falls in love with their ideas of love
her least favourite? where to start! the fire nation's militantism, their bone tight grip on self control, the professional distance expected between everyone who isn't family (and everyone who IS family), the fixation on hierarchy within every level of society. their violent discipline, the dehumanisation of it's leadership figures, their obsession with fighting, death and war, and so on and so on. katara has a big issue with a LOT of the fire nation, though admittedly some of this is her stubborn refusal to understand or adjust her own world image. the fire nation is so unapologetically violent to itself, and as a healer she HATES that. she cant wrap her head around it. just STOP KILLING EACH OTHER.
i think the crux of it is that she simply can't understand how the fire nation expects complete self containment and obedience, all in the pursuit of a rigid sense of order (to avoid the harm that fire causes by it's very nature). it's just... not something she's ever had to contend with. water can't burn a country to the ground with an accidental spark, afterall. from her own cultural background all these rules and complications is a complete anthesis. she thinks its really stupid, honestly
for azula, there's honestly a lot she respects about the water tribes. most of all is their way of life, the tribes are chiefly hunters that harmonise with their environment. in that way, they take up an 'apex' role, and are intimately involved in the cycle of life. birth, living, death, the tribes slip into each role as both a teacher and a student. and i think that kind of simplicity of life impresses azula - the strong and the weak, the community, the easy way everything fits, that everything is used and appreciated. there's no sense of excess, really, to the water tribes and it's deeply satsifying for her. plus, for a princess that's trapped up in a thousand barriers in her own society? i think she's fascinated with the tribes way of allowing oneself to BE oneself. (there's that fire nation romanticism too)
what azula dislikes about the tribes? there's no certainty about them. the community and it's needs are fluid and adaptable. they don't have hierarchy, rules, rigid centuries old protocals to follow. she hates that. they don't have a formal military, they don't have an independant judicial body, they don't have a formal branch of religion. as much as the tribe fits into a harmonisiation with the world, azula wants RULES. she wants ORDER. she wants DISICIPLINE. the water tribe has NONE of that, there's little to no lines in the sand dictating who and what. its so frustrating for her. it's basically just azula not understanding how the water tribes can function as an ever changing thing. shes like a fish out of water (forgive the pun), as her entire life is defined by rules and absolutes.
also, and more pettily, azula is a traditionalist that actually adores the tech and metal of the modern fn age. where's her central heating?? what do you mean they only have a central fire for warmth?? she wants a SPA, NOW. shes a brat
#i realise now that their respective dislikes is just. like. their relationship w their bending applied on a wider scale#and also the perfect parallels between the two. sorry. i am unoriginal i fear#its just that i construct atla characters n societies by starting w their bending and exploring outwards#so the fire nation emulates all aspects of fire: it's passion of life and its need to be controlled to avoid harm#and the water tribe emulates all aspects of water: its fluidity and its fundamental relationship with the processes of the world#that then naturally translates to benders within those societies. and they're both intimiately shaped by the respective relationships w it#so. urrrrm. in conclusion#azula wants a spa and katara wants everyone to stop acting like her co-worker#azutara#azula#katara#atla#anon ask
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The Making of Ghosting - Jason Todd PMV
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i made a series of instagram stories explaining how i made my Jason Todd Ghosting PMV, but i realised that it would be perfect as a tumblr post and i never made it into one! so im doing that now :) if you havent watched this, pretty please do! im soooo proud of it!
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the original idea was an animatic or sketch pmv of jason todd to mother mother- ghosting. at first i just wanted to add ghosting as an overlay song to a jt fanart but i kept thinking about the lyrics and that they would make such!! a good!! animatic!!! but i was like nooo animatics are such a bitch do a drawing like normal. BUT THEN I WATCHED FURNITURE AND I WAS LIKE OH MY FUCKING GOD A PMV THATS GENIUS I WILL SCREAM
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i made a canva board for all the references and inspo and stuff i might need, and listed things about Furniture that i liked!
(3)
i figured out which lyrics i wanted to use and where i wanted to cut them, asked my friend (@/arhan.deshpande on instagram!) to edit the audio for me, and brainstormed what visuals to have for each line!
(4)
i collected general references before realising i didnt have consistent red hood and jaybin designs, so i designed those
(some different jasons i sketched while figuring out the design)
(5)
i made a rough storyboard using tiny thumbnails and circled shots which i wanted to focus on
(6)
i found specific references for each frame/drawing
(7)
i did more detailed storyboard sketches for those frames that i highlighted earlier!
(8)
i picked a colour pallette and started drawing! and im sorry im not putting the individual things here cus i didnt put my signature on them directly lol. but some notes about each frame
1- I struggled a lot with his pose looking really stiff. I don’t think I fixed it really but I don’t think I can be bothered to change it.
2- At first I tried to have the lyrics be angled in the same way as the case and the plaque but it looked really weird so I didn’t do that.
3- Heavily inspired by the BM(1940)(AnY)#25 cover. I like it a lot.
4- I sincerely despise this shot and I hope that nobody looks at it too closely. I hate this. so much. Like with all my heart really.
5- I like this one! I did the angled text here that I failed to do for (2) and it looks nice. I’m also proud of the perspective I think.
6- This might be my favourite or second favourite shot. I did very good with the background and with Jason. I’m super proud of the hands.
7- I copy/pasted Jason from (6) and edited him for this. I struggled a bit with what to use for the Robin colours. Red stayed red, obviously, but I switched the green for dark grey on white and yellow for white. It was really annoying to try to figure his injuries out. I don’t think that part looks very good.
8- This is… boring? It’s not very special but it’s not the worst. The original concept was to have him walking over RJT’s body but that was an absolute pain to sketch, and I felt like I was overusing the drawing of him spreading his arms out, so I changed it to just be RHJ’s boots.
9- I am horrible awful at side profiles but because of the helmet this actually turned out pretty nice! I’m thinking of using this for the thumbnail maybe since it’s very clean and looks nice.
10- I actually delayed making this, so it was made after (13). I thought it was really boring, when I was looking at my sketches, and was planning on changing it, but I really couldn’t think of anything that fit to put here so yeah it is what it is. His jacket looks horrible in this…
11- This is practically a redraw of that one shot from UTRH (my beloved). I struggled a bit with what colours to use for the Joker. I ended up with his green being dark grey on white, his purple being dark grey, and his orange being red.
12- I kind of hate this. I hated it while I was planning it and I think it looks bad here too. The expression was a PITA to get even remotely right and the anatomy sucks. I used the bloodspray to cover up a lot.
13- This is a kind of boring shot and the anatomy is actually horrible but I think the bloodspread is pretty cool.
14- I LOVE this shot. I’m so proud of it. I think the gargoyle turned out amazing and Jason looks decent.
15- This is probably my favourite shot in this. It’s a redraw of that one shot from UTRH and I am super proud of it especially with the text.
16- I tried to make the lazarus pit look a bit more glow-ey but I couldn’t really figure out how to so I gave up and just made it like this instead. I couldn’t really be bothered to give Jason a face here.
17- This is… really bad. I like the knives I think they look decent but I’m horrible at drawing characters in hoods and I think it shows. The posing and anatomy is also really weird??? I think I was pretty lazy while making this shot.
18- This one is pretty simple but I already had it in mind that I wanted the hand to move up a bit so I was fine with that.
19- This is okay. It’s not special or interesting but it’s okay. Also around here I was really noticing that i could Not keep Jason’s jacket consistent for the life of me.
19.5- This is actually 19.5! I wasn’t planning on having a shot in between 19 and 20 but I realised that the transition was a little awkward with so many things different, so I added this shot. It’s more of splitting up 19 than adding an extra shot, though. I like the way it looks. I’m happy with adding “straight through” over Jason’s body I think that’s fun symbolism.
20- It’s basically 19.5 but with raised shoulders and tears. I also made RJT’s smile a little bigger! I didn’t want either of their faces to be clear for these shots and I think that came across pretty well maybe.
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i made some miscallaneous (i cant spell) stuff like the opening frame, the ending frame, and a translucent signature-- then i made some covers/thumbnails and got some discord peeps to vote on which ones were coolest!
both of these got 5 votes so i used one for the youtube cover and one for the instagram cover!
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I started saving all of my shots and their lyrics like this.
#.0 was the shot without any lyrics,
[a] was for the drawing with the background
[b] was for multiple lyrics to a transparent background
[c] was for single words to a transparent background
I did this for most of the shots, since I wasn’t sure how I wanted to edit them, but a few shots I only saved in one format if I had an idea of how to edit them.
(11)
At first, I tried editing using Adobe Premier Rush but it wasn’t working out because there were only fixed aspect ratios for that and the PMV was in a weird ratio. I considered downloading Premier Pro but that was massive and I was in a place with very little wifi at the time, using hotspot, so I couldnt. Finally I was reminded of Davinci Resolve, which I had worked with before, and it wasn’t too big so I downloaded it.
i edited it all together in a way that isnt very interesting for the purposes of this post-- remembered to make a shorter instagram version-- and voila!
one Ghosting - Jason Todd PMV for my- uh i mean your viewing pleasure :)
#dc#dc comics#dc fanart#jason todd#jason todd fanart#batfam#batfam fanart#red hood#red hood fanart#hai's art#hai's writing#Youtube
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https://www.tumblr.com/satorena/771616112411656192/babessss-tut-on-ur-pinned-when
ma’am im sat.
this one is long so. . . stay with me now!

step #1: deciding aesthetics.
so! it’s been a while and i’m realizing i’m starting to hate my theme right? i decide it’s time to change. the very first thing to look into is what aesthetic you wanna work with. the past few months i’ve been following holiday themes, such as halloween and christmas ones. examples:


(i keep my themes on my side blog just in case)
this time, instead of following the frosty winter vibe i decided i wanted to base it off my latest obsession, sza’s deluxe album. from that point on, it was pretty simple. i typed “sza deluxe lana album” and pinterest gave me options (pinterest will be your best friend!).
step #2: editing/working on pinned
so technically i could’ve kept it as it was but i’m a complicated ass bitch so nothing is just simple with me lol. i decided to open capcut and add the parental advisory logo in the corner and added some filters/effects for an earthy vibe, because if you know sza then that’s basically her aesthetic. i also trademarked it for safety measures.
and since capcut works on making videos and tumblr is the shittiest app when it comes to videos, i opened a website to convert it into a gif.
i place it on my pinned (i run test trials on my side blog before putting it on this one) and usually add that glittery gif just to accentuate the image.
step #3: texts
this step isn’t too hard since i copy paste my texts (alias, age, etc.) but i do modify the caution warning based off my theme. since this time it’s based off an album, i used key words you’d associate with albums (tracklist for masterlist, deluxe for rules, features for tags and moots).
i then open picsart and identify the main colours of my main theme image to paste it onto certain texts, to make it more colourful (the draw button will help). the colours will come out in rgb so you’ll need to convert them to hex mode.
thennn, i open this website called stuffbydavid.com and place the hex code in the correct text box (the HTML option). it automatically shows the link you’ll need to paste the coloured text into tumblr. you’ll have to log into browser mode for tumblr, open your pinned, click settings and scroll until you see “rich text”, click on that and switch it to HTML. there will be different coding on your pinned and you can paste the link where you think fits.
(vegas made a post regarding it, i’ll link it here).
stay with me now! so when i’m done with pasting my links and i’m satisfied with the colouring, my pinned post is about finished. i’ll add in some tags related to my theme, throw in some more sparkles gifs and a thin divider. for the divider, i save the old one i had, open picsart and go back to the “draw” section, place in the rgb colour from earlier and just colour the divider, before saving it and putting it into my pinned. i also link my rules, masterlist and tags.
step #4: tweets
this is something i recently started in november, but i have this saved twitter template that i downloaded from a tumblr account (you can find these templates on tumblr). since it’s already in my previous works, i just click on them and modify them to my taste. my tweets will have something in common with my aesthetic (this time it’s lyrics off the album) and i’ll find a profile pic from pinterest.
i save them, then open background eraser to erase the background. on canva, the background colour i choose is red or green, that way the erasing app can easily erase the background colour without interfering.
then i save it from the app and open picsart to shrink their sizes. to do so, i open a blank space, click add photos and insert the first tweet. i make the image smaller by pinching the screen and move it to either the left or right side, then crop the image so the image can be saved horizontally (if you don’t understand what i mean, click my tweets and you’ll get it). i repeat the same steps with the second tweet.
after i’m finished, i upload it onto my pinned post, and then i’m finally done.
step #5: extra touches
first i’ll change the colouring of my background and accents. i often choose the colours i deducted from my main image in step 3, or if not, then i choose between black or white. i’ll paste the hex codes i feel fits the vibe.
after that’s done, i’ll work on my header. usually, i fuck around on picsart and slap images of gojo nendoroids and insert a silly text or sometimes a black girl as myself. but this time, since i’m following a theme, i remembered seeing an image for the lana album i knew i wanted as a header. however, it was in yellow and threw off the balance of the colours scheme.
so, i opened picsart on a blank space, filled in a blank text box and initially typed “lana sos deluxe”. but then, i realized rena and lana are pretty similar in writing, so i flipped shit around and decided to do that instead (sza if you see this don’t sue me thx!). i chose my fonts, saved the image and uploaded it on tumblr.
i always disable the stretch header button. it looks cleaner that way in my opinion. if the image ever looks too tiny, i crop it on picsart to adjust the size.
almost done! then i open pinterest and choose whatever profile pic i’m in the mood for. if i need to edit, i’ll open picsart. if i want a nendoroid character, i’ll open background eraser and erase the background. this time, i stuck with sza. i’ll then upload it as a pfp and choose to hide it, so you can clearly see my header.
nexttt, i choose what i want my description to be. again, i always base it off my current aesthetic, so this time i chose a song title. i’ll put in the hex code of the main colour of the theme so it changes to that. i like to stay on brand.
finally, i’ll change my inbox title. again, always sticking to aesthetics, so i chose the word “interlude” bc interludes are commonly found in albums. it’s also a pretty word lmaoo. and there you have it— a regular degular serena theme!
and then i move onto satorena and repeat most of these steps all over again ://
#─── (𝟏) 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄. › from anon .ᐟ#this doesn’t mean copy theme down to the last word!#lemme make that clear
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camp digimonth 2025!!!
oh my god has it for real been one entire calendar year since i joined @campdigimonth?? INSANE
i couldnt even really think of a goal to set because other interests and life in general happened to football-tackle me in the last week of january last year. i can barely remember what i set out to do. in fact im reading my goals from last year right now and rediscovering that i'd split them into projects, sub-projects, and sub-sub projects. which is kind of ridiculous… but exactly the kind of ridiculous that works for me specifically! i think i'll actually just copy-paste my explanation because it still holds:
"the projects are MANY , and it’s impossible to say which ones i will have the impulse to work on and which ones i wont. i dont want to commit to a specific project and then decide ‘actually i dont feel like working on this one’ so i thought it would make sense to just list a bunch of things i want to do and knock out the ones that i have the most motivation for." -me, circa 365 days ago
so true, me from 1 year ago!!! i'm going to keep the same goals as well:
GOAL: complete 5 sub-sub-projects SECONDARY GOAL: complete 10 sub-sub-projects TERTIARY GOAL: complete 1 entire sub-project OR 15 sub-sub-projects
details on specific projects under the cut because i don't know what brevity means nor am i interested in learning it. WARNING FOR DIGIMON SURVIVE SPOILERS AHEAD. i will mark spoiler start points in RED and end points in GREEN so that you may scroll past them if you so desire
PROJECT 1: Finish Winds of Change winds of change my beloved. i am so sorry that the editing schedule for your final chapter coincided with the realization that final fantasy 7 rebirth was set to release the next month. i regret absolutely nothing - honestly i was starting to burn out a little by the end and i think the break from survive, so it was a net positive. either way id like to finish this fic , perhaps even this month! who can say. i do feel a little apprehensive in that it's been a minute since i wrote for survive and i worry id be a little rusty with the character writing. but these kinds of worries are always not as bad as they seem so fuck it we ball
SUB-PROJECT: Winds of Change Chapter 9
rewrite the parts i want to rewrite
go thru edit checklist
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SUB-PROJECT: [REDACTED]
[REDACTED]
[REDACTED]
post (dont worry 😇 )
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PROJECT 2: Redesign Survive Partners context from last year: "I am very charmed by the idea that a digimon’s design is affected by the events and relationships in their lives. For example, a digimon may change a little in appearance in a way that reflects something about their human partner."
so i've been kinda working on this on-and-off for the past year, mostly doodles that i didn't plan on doing anything with because they weren't polished enough. i actually really like the redesigns i did although i never posted them, so im thinking i just redraw them and colour them with markers this time. or digital. idk we'll see. i'm gonna pick three of the survive digimon and not all of them because if i did that we would be here all day
SUB-PROJECT: Lopmon Redesign
Redraw the one I did already onto marker paper via light table
Colour and ink
Scan at work (my scanner at home HATES certain colours)
Touch-ups
Write mile-long post about design choices
Post
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SUB-PROJECT: Labramon Redesign
Find a cool dog pose to reference
Draw a Labramon
Move onto marker paper via light table if necessary
Colour and ink
Scan at work
Touch-ups
Write mile-long post about design choices
Post
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SUB-PROJECT: Agumon Redesign
Remember what the hell my workflow was; I've started this one already except that it's 100% digital which i dont usually do. i seem to recall that i'd found a vaguely similar workflow to the one i use with traditional mediums but i dont remember at all how i managed that. i will have to try to remember how i got that working
Finish colouring
Simple background???
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PROJECT 3: Survive Alternate Evos (Digifakes) i refuse to elaborate. i think that doing a big finished colour illustration is not going to be helpful for this since these would be the first passes of all these designs, so this would probably be just some sketches with minimal colour??? maybe??
SUB-PROJECT: Blackavarmon
find & look at blackavarmon's original sketches again to remember what on earth i had in mind
idk just do a bunch of sketches and keep 3-5 of the best ones
low-effort ink/colour
scan at work
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SUB-PROJECT: Tigervespamon Burst Mode
find the few sketches i did last year and try to push them further; i remember feeling like some of the design elements weren't working the way i wanted them to and i gotta tinker with them
tigervespamon burst mode is very much 'what if i take the machine aspects out of this design and add others that cater more to me specifically'. tigervespamon as-is doesnt look enough like a wasp OR a tiger to me and im taking it upon myself to fix that. im going to stare at pictures of tiger jaws and wasp mandibles for six hundred hours until i can mash 'em together in a truly horrific way to make a guy who is SO upsetting to look at <3
close-ups of weird design aspects, probably jaws, arms, face, perhaps wings if i dont fear god
low effort ink/colour
scan at work
post
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SUB-PROJECT: Mothmanmon
slap together a bunch of reference pictures. mothmanmon has a specific purpose that i refuse to explain, but i also want it to have the vibe of a digimon that isn't necessarily relevant to [REDACTED] or [REDACTED]. unlike blackavarmon or tigervespamon burst mode, i havent even STARTED work on this one so a finished polished definite design isn't the intent
doodle a bunch of concept sketches
ink/colour the one that looks the most like i want it to
scan at work
post
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PROJECT 4: Survive Snippets so this probably doesn't come as a surprise to anybody but the survive fics ive posted are barely scratching the surface of what a version of me with infinite spare time would like to explore. ive been tossing ideas around for a while that i want to at least write down. i dont know that i'd post any of them since they'd likely be part of other bigger fics that i CERTAINLY do not have time to write
SUB-PROJECT: Conversation (& fight?) between Dracmon and [REDACTED] you get no information on this (:
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SUB-PROJECT: Alternate Kunemon Champion evo scene listen as much as i love survive and love kunemon and think its funny that his big dramatic evolution scene was triggered while battling against (checks notes) actual babies, i dont necessarily think that it was… the uh, most elegant way to go about ryo's partner's first evolution?? the tone of the scene gave me whiplash. i would like to know what it would be like for that scene to have stakes that are more in-line with the other champion-level evolution scenes. i DO know how im going to do this though, vaguely, ive been thinking about it for like over a year. it'll actually also require some changes to syakomon's champion evo scene most likely! the challenge with this one is going to be to boost the impact of flymon's first appearance while not minimizing the impact of shellmon's first appearance. it's a balancing act that im not SUPER intimidated by; i managed something similar in winds of change, but it's still a little different.
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SUB-PROJECT: Alternate Lopmon Champion Evo scene This would sort of be an epilogue to winds of change! without spoiling much, winds of change is a different outcome of part 5 Truthful where shuuji manages to survive the waterway, but something very very bad still happens. this bad thing would delay lopmon's evolution into turuiemon, and that delayed version would have a different vibe to it than how it was presented in the game's truthful route.
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PROJECT 5: Digimon TTRPG Stuff I play digimon ttrpg with my friends. yet i rarely draw any of our funny little guys. i wish to draw our funny little guys
SUB-PROJECT: Lys the Muscle Wizardmon currently for playtesting i am playing a melee damage wizardmon who did not get great grades in wizard school. so she hits things with a stick instead. good for her!
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SUB-PROJECT: Delaney & Herculeomon beach episode Look™
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SUB-PROJECT: Nova (Terriermon-x) (& maybe Xander??) beach episode Look™
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many things to consider! and neither you nor i know which i will attempt first (: good luck fellow camp digimonth participants! lookin' forward to seeing your progress!
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