#it's been so long i've updated their clothes since then haha

[isaacz]

when i finally draw them as stickfigures

[nvrsaidiwasinurcloset]

hii hope your having a great day, hopefully this is comfortable for you if not that’s alright. so ethan and reader are best friends then reader gets invited to a wedding and shes allowed to bring a plus one so obviously shes gonna bring ethan and throughout the wedding ethan and reader keep making eye contact and smiling etc etc (obviously they are friends with benefits ifykyk) then suddenly reader and ethan disappear then it leads to smut yk and pls details 🙏🏻 tyy have an amazing day.

HELLO! :) I kind of kept the idea you had, but added the friends to lovers trope as well. I hope that's okay! I've been trying to right this for the last couple days and that was the only way I was getting the full inspiration to write a long fic haha.

Falling - Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader

This contains SMUT - Minors DNI

Summary: You need a date for your cousins wedding, so Ethan agrees to go with you. You're in a complicated friends with benefits situation, and him seeing you in your dress is too much for him to handle as he tries to sneak you away from everyone else.

Contains: 4.1k words, Fluff, FWB relationship, Oral-both m and f recieving, fem!masturbation, p in v sex. If i missed anything, please let me know:)

A/N: I'll update my master list tomorrow. Honestly a little nervous because I've written so much since the last time I updated it😅

Ethan is one of your best friends, but he’s also your friend with benefits, your sneaky link. No one else in the friend group was aware of what happened behind closed doors when the two of you were alone, or seemed to pay attention when Ethan would leave a party, that you’d slip out five minutes later. He asked about the friends with benefits thing after what you assumed would be a one-night stand, but that’s easier said than done when you see the person almost every single day.

He'd be lying if he said he wasn’t starting to get caught up in you, wanting nothing more than to have you to himself. You weren’t hooking up with anyone else, but he was always worried about you finding someone. The agreement was his idea, but you said it was fine as long as no one caught feelings. Your words played in the back of his mind every time he’d want to show you affection outside of hooking up. It took everything in him to not grab your hand or pull you into a kiss whenever he wanted to.

He still felt like he had the best of both worlds. He loved that you two could be playing video games one minute, and you’d be bent over the side of his bed the next. He thought you were beautiful, but your personality is what really sucked him in. He loved to listen to you talk about the things you’re passionate about and loved the way you treated people.

As you put your clothes back on after a quickie before your afternoon class, you started to think about your cousin’s wedding you had to go to, and how you still needed a date. You knew that if you asked Ethan, he’d say yes. You still felt nervous about the date concept, though, because your family would be there. They’d take the ‘He’s just a friend’ thing and twist it until they’d ask if he was coming home with you for the holidays.

Ethan noticed that you were lost in thought, and started to think he might’ve done something wrong.

“Was I too rough?” he asked, sitting down on the side of the bed. It snapped you out of your thoughts as you started to smile.

“No, that was perfect,” you said, sitting beside him.

“What’s on your mind, then? I could tell you were thinking about something.”

You sighed, turning your head towards him, “Okay, you might think this is a stupid idea, but my cousin is getting married in two weeks, and I kind of need a date. Would you maybe want to go with me? It’s okay if you don’t.”

He started to laugh at your rambling as you said everything so quickly that it was hard for him to keep up. “I’ll go with you.”

“But my whole family will be there, and it might get a little awkward,” you said, as his hand rested against your thigh.

“I’ll go with you,” he repeated. You were about to say something else, before he continued, “What, are you nervous they’re going to call me your boyfriend or something when they introduce me to people?”   

“Yeah,” you said, as he leaned in to kiss you.

“So what if they do?” he smiled, “We’re about to be late for class if we don’t leave right now.”

Later in the week, you started to talk to Ethan about the wedding, and the dress code requirements. It was a black-tie event, meaning Ethan needed a suit.

“Does this look okay?” he asked, walking out of the dressing room. You glanced up from your phone, your mouth falling open as you gawked at him. “My eyes are up here, sweetheart.”

You started to laugh, your cheeks turning pink as you composed yourself. “Yeah, you look really good.”

“I wasn’t sure, that kind of reaction usually means really good, or really bad,” he said as he headed back in the dressing room to change back into his clothes. You almost didn’t want him to take it off. He was always attractive, but there was something about seeing him in a suit that made you a little hot and bothered.

When he walked back out with the suit bag in his hand, you couldn’t help but think how torturous the wedding was going to be if you had to look at him dressed like that all day, silently cursing your cousin’s dress code as he went up to the counter to pay for it.

Your reaction made him feel a lot more confident about being your wedding date. He was excited to go with you, but he was scared that he would look awkward when he knew you’d look amazing. He wanted to impress your family, too.

The day of the wedding, you took so long to get ready. Ethan had been in the parking lot waiting for you thirty minutes after you said you’d be out.

“We’re definitely going to be late,” he said to himself, as he pulled out his phone to text you again.

Then he glanced up and saw you walking down the stairs of your apartment complex, holding up your long dress a little so it wouldn’t drag the ground. His eyes widened as his heart pounded in his chest. He was realizing how difficult the night was going to be for him to keep his hands off you.

“Hey, I’m sorry,” you said, opening the passenger door. As you sat down, you looked at him in the suit again as you closed the door. You racked your brain for the right way to compliment him, because if you spoke your mind, you’d never make it to the wedding and just take him inside to fuck him. You finally settled on a simple “You look good.”

“You are so beautiful,” he blurted out before he had a chance to think about what he was saying. You curiously looked over at him as you giggled, before he continued, “That might’ve been a little much, but it’s true.”

“Well thanks, Eth,” you smiled, as he passed you his phone to control the music as he drove.

He stayed silent the rest of the way there. He was still a little embarrassed about being so forward with you, even though it was truly how he felt. But that’s what this little agreement has turned into. He can’t ever say exactly what’s on his mind or how he feels, because you told him he couldn’t catch feelings. The last thing he wanted was to ruin the friendship with how he felt.

Once you arrived at the venue, you rushed inside with Ethan. You knew you were cutting it close, showing up five minutes before the ceremony was scheduled to start. As you and Ethan sat down in the chairs beside your parents, you were happy that they wouldn’t have much time to grill him right off the bat.

“So, is this Ethan?” your mom asked, as he reached across you to shake her hand. “You look so handsome. It’s nice to meet you.”

“It’s nice to meet you, too,” he smiled, sitting back in his seat. She glanced over at you like she was about to say something.

“What?” you asked, and she motioned with her finger for you to move a little closer.

“He’s cute. How long have you been seeing him?” she asked, as you rolled your eyes.

“We’re just friends, mom,” you whispered, “Please don’t make this awkward.”

“There’s something else going on, I can tell by the way he looks at you,” she said, before the music started.

You scoffed as you sat back in your seat, knowing exactly how the night was going to go. Yeah, he looks at you differently than a normal friend would, because he regularly sees you naked. You started to feel bad for what Ethan was going to be subjected to at the reception.

Once the ceremony was over, you searched the seating chart to find out what table you’d be sitting at. You felt anxious once you found your table, and noticed that Ethan was sitting across from you, your dad beside him.

“Fuck,” you muttered, as your mom walked up beside you and Ethan.

“Watch your mouth,” she said, sitting down in her seat.

You sat down beside her as Ethan sat down across from you. Your dad soon joined the table, officially introducing himself to Ethan. As they talked, you were trying to listen to their conversation to make sure they weren’t talking about anything that might make him uncomfortable, until your mom started to talk to you.

“That ceremony was beautiful, wasn’t it?” she asked, as you nodded.

“Yeah, I was trying so hard not to cry. Their vows were so sweet.”

“They were,” your dad said, joining the conversation, before leaving it to talk to Ethan again. “So, what are your intentions with my daughter?”

“Dad!” you said loudly, “We’re just friends.”

“She’s quite the catch, though,” he said to Ethan as he gestured to you. Ethan started to blush, the conversation making him nervous.

“Seriously? Is this how the whole night is going to be?” you huffed, as Ethan smirked at you.

Your dad started to respond as your eyes stayed on Ethan, your heart starting to thump in your chest. After months of secretly hooking up, you had these signals you used. The smirk meant he wanted to get you alone as soon as possible.

“Are you listening?” your dad asked, trying to get your attention.

“Sorry.” Ethan was smiling at the flustered look on your face as your dad started to speak again.

“I was just saying that you need to put yourself out there. You never date,” he said, as you rolled your eyes.

“I’m focused on school. You know, the education that you’re paying for,” you sighed, exchanging another quick glance with Ethan.

“Just be sure to take time for yourself, too,” your mom said, as the bride and groom were about to share their first dance.

Your parents were distracted as they watched the newlyweds dance, while Ethan’s eyes bored into yours. He’d been trying to fight off the urge to touch you since you first got in the car. It was getting more and more difficult as he watched you get frustrated with your parents. He wanted to fuck that frustration out of you.

Once they were finished, the DJ invited everyone else out to the dance floor. You took the opportunity to snatch Ethan away before your parents could make things more awkward than they already had.

His hands went to your hips as yours went around his neck. The tension was so strong between the two of you as he looked into your eyes.

“I need you,” he said, the grip on your hips getting a little tighter. You softly gasped at the feeling.

“We can’t right now,” you said, glancing around you to make sure no one else was hearing the conversation.

“What if we could find somewhere to be alone? Or we could go to my car,” he said, his hands subtly rubbing your hips.

“My parents are watching. As much as I want to, we can’t.” You looked over, smiling at them.

Before Ethan could say anything else, they asked everyone to clear the floor for the wedding games. Ethan stood behind you in the crowd of people, his hands going to your hips as he pulled your ass against him, his hard cock straining against the material of his pants.

He leaned down to whisper in your ear as everyone else was distracted, “There’s a hallway over there. Want to see where it goes?”

 You looked over to your parents who were so focused on the funny interaction happening in the middle of the room between your cousin and her new husband. You knew if you were going to sneak away, this was your chance. You noticed the hallway Ethan was talking about a few feet away from you.

He was still leaning down waiting for your answer. “I’ll go first, I need you to wait a few minutes. I don’t want this to be obvious.”

You looked at him as he nodded, his bottom lip in between his teeth as you pulled away to explore the dimly lit hallway.

You didn’t have to go very far as you eased open the first door you saw, noticing that it must be one of the rooms the wedding party got ready in. There were several empty beer cans scattered around the room, so you assumed it must’ve been the groom’s area. You slipped inside and cracked the door, waiting for Ethan to walk down the hallway. You soon saw the tall, curly-haired boy, and opened the door far enough to pull him in.

His lips immediately connected with yours as he pushed the door shut with the hand that wasn’t on your hip and clicking the lock so no one else could come into the room.

“You have no idea how hard I’ve been,” he said as he pulled away, his eyes hooded and dark in lust. “You look so fucking hot in that dress.”

“And you look hot in this suit,” you said, grabbing his tie and pulling him to you so you could kiss him again.

He backed you over to the loveseat in the room, not breaking the kiss. When his lips trailed over your jaw and down your neck, he started to hike your dress up your legs. His hands roamed your smooth, newly exposed flesh before kneading at your thighs.

“Mmh, I need you, Ethan,” you whimpered, as his teeth grazed your neck. As bad as he wanted to mark you up, he knew there was no way to hide it.

“You want me to fuck your pretty little pussy?” he asked as you nodded, his hand brushing over your panties. He realized the effect he was having on you as his fingers ran over your clothed clit. “Fuck, you’re soaked.”

“I told you that you looked hot in that suit,” you whimpered out, his fingers moving faster as he rubbed them against you.

He pushed your panties to the side, his fingers not wasting any time to dip inside you. He watched your face as his fingers worked inside you, intentionally missing the spot he’s so familiar with. He noticed you were getting a little frustrated with the lack of attention where you needed it, the smirk on his face giving away that he was trying to tease you.

“Please, baby,” you whined, his smirk turning to a smile. He moved his fingers the way you needed him to, as he continued to watch you. During sex, you had a ‘no pet names’ agreement. You only called him Ethan or Eth, and he only called you by your name. His heart was swelling as you kept whimpering “Yes babe, right there.”

He leaned his head down as your dress was bunched at your hips, his tongue brushing against your clit. Your hips started to move against his hand as his licks got faster, chasing the release you needed. When he sucked your clit into his mouth, that was all it took as your pussy spasmed around his fingers, your moans flooding out of your mouth. Your chest was heaving as he kept fucking his fingers into you.

“Oh my god,” you finally let out as you came down from your high, and Ethan slid his fingers out. “What was with that teasing?”

“What was with you calling me baby?” he asked, your cheeks turning red as you stammered. “I didn’t mind it, though.”

“Oh, I uh, I guess I just couldn’t help it. It felt like the right thing to say,” you laughed a little, as Ethan eyed you curiously. “Let’s talk about this later. We don’t have much time.”

You leaned forward to the edge of the couch and unbuckled his belt as he stood in front of you. His cock was throbbing as your hand brushed over it, your lustful eyes connecting with his.

When you unbuttoned his pants and slid them down his thighs along with his boxers, he groaned at the free feeling. Your mouth went to his tip, placing gentle licks to get all the precum that was starting to drip out. You took him in your mouth, gagging a little to get to the good spit, your saliva starting to drip down his cock. His hand was about to go to your head when you pulled away and started to stroke him.

“Do you really think I’m beautiful?” you asked, your hand moving at a steady pace as he watched you. You couldn’t get his comment from earlier in the day out of your mind.

“Yeah,” he said, his answer making your hand move faster. “Oh fuck.”

“Do you think we could ever be more than friends who fuck?” you questioned, taking him in your mouth again before he could answer.

“Oh shit,” he groaned as you looked at him through your lashes, “I want that more than anything.”

You took him as far back in your mouth as you could, the gagging feeling around the tip of his cock making his orgasm build quickly. His hand went to your hair, his hips thrusting a little into your mouth.

“I’m gonna cum, baby,” he groaned out, the new nickname making you throb between your legs as his cum started to shoot down your throat. You sucked for a few more seconds, getting ever drop of his release out of him as he started to pull your head away.

You wiped your drool from your mouth and chin with the back of your hand, intently watching him.

“Give me a few minutes, I promise I’ll fuck you,” he laughed, looking down at his half-hard erection.

You took the free time to stand up and slide your panties down before stepping out of them. He watched you sit back down in the loveseat and spread your legs, his attention going to your dripping pussy. You didn’t want to overstimulate him to get him hard again, so you decided to put on a little show for him.

Two of your fingers started to rub against you, the feeling of the attention on your aching, needy clit making you gasp. You started to circle it as your whimpers got louder.

“This is the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” he groaned, his cock getting harder as he watched you. When you slid your fingers inside of you and started to move them, he turned his attention from your pussy to your eyes. “You wish those fingers were mine?”

“Fuck,” you moaned out, “Yes baby, your fingers feel so amazing.”

“What about my cock? Do you wish I was pounding into you right now?” he asked, his words bringing you closer to your orgasm.

“Yes,” you mewled, as he grabbed the condom he kept from his wallet.

You started to pull your fingers out, desperate to feel him inside of you, before he stopped you, “You’re so close, baby. I want to see you get yourself off.”

Your fingers started to move faster as your legs started to shake, “That’s it, baby. Cum for me.”

He rolled the condom on as he watched you hit your peak, your mouth falling open as the beautiful sounds slipped past your lips. Your hand was shaking as you tried to finger yourself through the wave of euphoria, your arousal glistening on your fingers as they slid in and out.

 When you started to relax into the sofa and pull your fingers out, Ethan took your hand and sucked your release off your fingers.

“So fucking good,” he groaned out, looking at you. “Do you think you can cum one more time for me?”

“I think so,” you said, the exhaustion evident in your voice after the strong orgasm.

“It’s okay, I’ll do all the work,” he said, pulling you up by your hand and taking you to the side of the couch. He slid your dress back up around your hips as he bent you over the arm, your face pressing into the cushion as he lined up with your entrance. “We’ve been in here a long time, so I’ll need to be quick. If it’s too much, stop me. Okay?”

“Okay,” you replied, a whimper slipping out as he slid inside you.

His pace picked up quickly, your ass jiggling as the sounds of slapping skin and your moans filled the room. He had your hips angled just right so the tip of his cock hit that spongy spot inside you with every thrust.

“You’re taking me so well, baby,” he said, his grip on your hips tightening. “Is this pussy mine?”

The previous conversation was giving him confidence that you felt the same way he did, and he wanted to hear you say that you were his so badly.

“Yes babe, it’s all yours,” you whimpered, his speed increasing. “It’s always been yours.”

He groaned at your words, close to cumming for the second time of the night. He knew you were close, too, as the pitch of your moans got higher. He was so thankful for the loud music hiding what was going on in the room, because the sounds of your moans and wetness were absolutely filthy as he brought you closer to your high.

He was trying to focus on other things as he kept his pace up, not wanting to cum before you. He started to feel your walls squeezing him, drawing him right back into the moment as you started to shake underneath him.

“I’m gonna,” was all you got out, your voice cracking from all the moaning as the feeling completely washed over you. You soon heard Ethan’s groaning get shaky and the grip on your hips get even tighter as his thrusts started to slow.

“Fuck, that was amazing,” he said, looking over your tired, fucked-out body as it stayed bent over.

The handle on the door started to jiggle, the sound making you quickly stand up and search for your panties as Ethan slid his pants back up his hips and hook his belt.

“Where the fuck are my panties?” you asked, glancing around the floor. You were so dazed from the multiple orgasms that you couldn’t find them. Ethan tried to help you look, but it was too late as you heard a key slide into the keyhole. You straightened your dress back out and ran your hand through your hair to tame whatever might be going on with it.

When the door opened, you saw one of the groomsmen standing there.

“Sorry, one of his contacts is bothering him. I was trying to help him out,” you lied, as the man smiled and shook his head.

“I’m sure that’s what was going on. Are those yours?” he asked, pointing out your panties that were sticking out from under the couch. Your face was full of embarrassment and panic as you reached down to pick them up. “Hey, I’m not going to say anything. It’s none of my business.”

He grabbed a beer out of the mini fridge before walking back out to join the rest of the wedding guests, locking the door before he closed it behind him.

“Since when do I wear contacts?” he asked, laughing at the awkwardness of the interaction.

You slid your dress back up and put your panties on before looking at him. “It seemed like a good lie in the moment.”

“You think he’ll say anything?”

“He said he wouldn’t,” you sighed, “I really hope he doesn’t.”

He started to smile, “Your parents already think there’s something going on between us. That’s just something else you’d have to deny.”

“What if I feel like there is something going on between us? More than just a friendship, and more than just sex?” you asked, your eyes meeting his as he leaned in to kiss you.

“I feel the same. If you ever want to give me a chance, let me know,” he said, walking towards the door.

“Ethan, come back here,” you said, as he turned around. “You heard me, come here.” You laughed as scoffed at your demand, but ultimately did what you asked as he stood inches in front of you. “Let’s try this and see if it can work.”

He kissed you in response, lifting you off the floor a little as his hands wrapped around your waist.

“So, does this mean you’re my girlfriend?” he asked, a goofy grin on his face as he sat you back down.

“Yes, nerd,” you joked, taking his hand in yours. “Let’s get back out there. We’ve been gone for at least an hour.”

[admitonegame]

Admit One Dev Blog: Update 43 - Hiding Polygons for Customization

Hey Everybody! This week I've solved a problem that I've been stumped on for quite a while. I've finally figured a good (and hopefully performance wise: cheap) method to toggle hiding and showing polygons when the game is running. So why would I want to do this? My key interest in this is due to the options it would allow for when customizing a character! There are other ways to go about this in Unreal but I think this method will allow for the greatest of amount variety of choices as well as mixing and matching and layering of clothing.

This method works by updating a 3D models Opacity when the game is running. We feed a specific kind of Texture file (a Canvas Renderer Target) into the Opacity input and make changes to that Texture file due to various actions. For testing reasons, whenever I press 9, I'm alternating between telling the game to draw a black square texture or a white square texture on the Canvas Renderer Target (the ability to "draw"/paint on these Textures to update them when game is running is what makes them special). The color white causes the polygons to be shown while black will hide them.

What part of the body model is being hidden is determined by how the models UV's are laid out. UVs basically represent how a 2d imagine will be shown on a 3D mode, it's an important part of how adding textures to a model works. By choosing where we draw these squares we can decide what part of the model will be turned on and off. I've separated out the upper torso/arms from the rest of the body UVs here, the main body isn't effected since we're drawing the white and black squares to the right of where its UVs are.

While there's a lot of work to do to make this a cohesive system, this is a critical stepping stone that's been bothering me for a long while haha I may have to focus on more core gameplay stuff again next but it's really comforting to know that the levels of customization I'd like for this game appear possible. That's it for this update, thanks for reading!

[spritebblz]

The sona. <3

Decided to give some art of her while I make the effort of remembering all her dsmp lore and compiling it into a post. It's been a long while since I've thought about her personal lore, so I'm watching summaries and overviews of the dsmp storyline to remember what I had decided for her, haha. 😅

I will talk about her a little bit now, though. Spritely is part phantom. Originally, I was going with just a full phantom hybrid thing, and half of her body was just covered by shadow. My Minecraft skin was like this before (I really liked the phantom mob, I thought it looked cool), and the shadowed part was supposed to represent my fears and anxieties and everything messed up in my head ;-;.

I remember being heavily inspired by Ranboo's character at the time, and so I decided Spritely had another side to her underneath the shadow. I had not known what I wanted at the time, and settled for creeper or drowned. After the dsmp and the update with the ancient cities in the deep dark biome, however, I finally decided what her other half was going to be: warden.

I'm realising now I sort of messed up the wing, ugh. I also forgot her tail, as I always do. Anyway, her eye is green like the phantom mob. Her skin is the same shade of blue they are, and her hair is a bit of a lighter shade of blue, closer to a dark teal rather than a purpley blue. Her horn is made of bone, as are the structural parts of her wing along with the entirety of her tail, and they are shaded with the same greyish cream colour the phantoms have. Lastly, for this section, Spritely has grey markings on her body where bones are located. There are no markings for her skull, however.

For clothing, she wears an off-white fabric as a makeshift tank-top and black shorts. Over top, she dons a beige poncho. On her feet are socks resembling trapeze boots. They are not the boots, just sort of a sock/legging that looks the same. She wears no footwear because she likes to be connected to the earth.

I hope this satisfies for now, lol. I am working on getting that lore situated for that one person who wanted to know <3. Thanks for being interested. :D

[subjectredacted]

RE: Emoji ask game - 🤯 😭 🍰 ⚠️

woooo!! [airhorn sounds] ty for for my first ask game ask haha

🤯 - What's the smartest thing you have ever made a character do, and how did you figure out how to write it?

back when i was deep in the riddlebat trenches a decade ago (it is so wild to realize how long ago it was), there were only a handful of fics for them on ao3 so i was like "gotta try and cook my own food over here." i'm not joking. there were somewhere around 20, maybe 30 fics at the most, and i think that's overestimating iirc. i was writing one and i was like "i can't just have riddler and batman meet each other, there's gotta be an invitation, i gotta write a riddle." so i wrote a riddle, and it was one of those things where i was like "i know i can make this really weird and obtuse, but i feel like i need to make it seem at least a little obvious and make sense", so i reflected on the riddles in the 90s batman movie and then thought about what i wanted the solution to be and reverse-engineered from there.

looking back on it, i don't think it's particularly good or well-written or clever, BUT i tried. :') i've considered taking the fic down out of pride, but also whenever i think about how people do still read it even though it's been an unfinished multi-chapter fic for a DECADE, i decide i may as well just leave it. (sometimes i think about going back to it and giving it a whole re-write from the beginning and finishing it now that i'm a better writer. who knows, maybe i still will) 😭 - Has your own writing made you cry?

i definitely have, haha. I cried a little bit writing the Linda Wake stuff for the most recent update of Fear and Love Are Felt on the Tongue. I have some other fics that are in the notes/planning stages that i've gotten emotional about too.

🍰 - Do you prefer describing clothes or describing food?

food.... owo'''' part of that is because i sort of subconsciously conditioned myself a long time ago to never describe clothes unless it's absolutely necessary as a result of it being sort of a joke/major criticism of writing that described a person's appearance as being too much or flowery, over-indulgent, bad, w/e. I internalized that it was bad to describe people very very very hard and i've had to work to undo that damage a lot over the years.

on the other side of things, i've always used my imagination a lot during cooking to take what i know about flavors and textures and stuff to visualize scent and tastes together etc and conceptualize what the finished product would be like, and i've never seen as much negativity about describing food (unless you count using food comparisons or metaphors to describe people's appearances, which is not the same thing) - so food has always been something i describe more between the two.

especially coffee, since from my barista experience and coffee tasting training leaves me pretty qualified to understand and describe the nuances of coffee really well.

⚠️ - What is the darkest thing you have ever written?

of my consent, free will, and desire: the darkest thing i've probably written is a demon eating someone's soul and then leaving their soulless, living husk to be cannibalized by a monster cult however they pleased.

i've written worse b/c i was pressured by an ex-friend, but it's probably better if i don't talk about that stuff since it's not stuff i wanted to write anyway & it really upset me that i did.

[blissooya]

[WEVERSE] 231107 슝이🌹 update

Hi! November is definitely cold so I'm happy! What is everyone doing 🥶 Picture I took with flower! haha For me Iced americano

cr. xx_turtle_

👤 : I don't which ones a flower.. no actually unnie you more pretty than a flower 🌹

🐰 : I only have flower as letters and no flowers so I can't say I'm prettier than flowers, that's a joke thanks 😎🌹

👤 : Unnie careful of getting a cold ✨️🌹♥️

🐰 : I think I already slightly got it.. But still even if I might freeze to death iced americano ㅠ even if I might freeze to cold iced americano ㅜ

👤 : I lost the way... what is the way to inside Jisoo unnies heart? 🥹💘

🐰 : kekeke It's straight~

Long letter from 👤 about Happy Jisoo 103%

🐰 : kekekeke oh oh thanks, actually I've been in the middle of discussing what I should shoot! When it snows I want to film it snowing

👤 : Jisoo make sure to eat well, if you're happy we're also happy

🐰 : I'm happy with just the weather! As expected I'm a winter child ⛄️ I've been listening to carols at home everyday

👤 : What carols do you listen to??

🐰 : Carols are of course Mariah Carey..🤣

👤 : Jisoo unnie! What is the song you recommend today? Is it Flower?? 🌹♥️

🐰 : You & Me.. kekekekekekekekeke ♥️ I love you and me, it's even better listening to it on streaming

👤 : Jisoo's replies so fast my sister asked who was messaging me. keke

🐰 : kekeke as expected my typing speed !! My phone got smaller so my typos have gotten worse but my typing speed has always been fast

👤 : How many pictures do you take in a day?

🐰 : Really... enough to say change the question to in a week...! My photo album is frozen..

👤 : Don't eat hotpot for life vs don't drink iced americano for life

🐰: Amazing, you know how to bother me! um... no eat hotpot.. ㅜkeke instead for a month, I'll eat hotpot then choose

👤 : Please release Dalgom Jisoo season greetings~~~

🐰 : Kekekekeke I can see Dalgomie's furious expression keke

👤 : What do I do to get Jisoo's reply.

🐰 : Jennie not Benny~~ (op's username) No but I was upset this didn't blow up as much, only Jennie laughed ㅜ kekeke as expected mandu that's easy to make laugh

👤 : Jisoo I've never had hotpot would you like to eat with me? I'll buy ㅠㅠㅠ

🐰 : If it's your first time eating I have to buy kekeke since I'm the expert!!!

👤 : Unnie take this electroic hello kitty home~~ please~😖

🐰 : That's amazing 👍🏻

👤 : Unnie do you like short padding or long padding!?

🐰 : Short padding is great but if you're outside for a long time.. long padding..?!

👤 : Jisoonie winter bucketlist??😏

🐰 : Build a snowman!!! 🥲 I've never made one..

👤 : Shoongshoongie lately are you wearing warm clothes?? The wind is blowing~.... shoongshong.....🌬🌬🌬

🐰 : You tried.. you worked hard..

👤 : For winter, I need Jisoo's embrace .🫶🏻🥺

🐰 : short padding long paddimg no! Jisoo's embrace! ♥️🥶♥️

👤 : In my opinion, I don't think Chaengie wants to teach you how to ride a bike.

🐰 : kekekekekeke You're right

👤 If there's any episodes with Araki Yuko I want to know 💖

🐰 : I run into her every time I go to Paris!! I really wanted to eat with her once, but it's a shame time didn't match! But we have each others contact info so we promised eat together at least in Japan or Korea hhh ♥️🤩

haha I'm now.. going!!!!!!! Blink after it rained it got very cold so dress well! Becareful of getting a cold!!! Protect your neck well!! ⛄️🥶 Everyone have a good dinner and have a great day! ♥️ I love you!! 🥰🥰🥰♥️

[hischierlovebot]

Yes jeans and also Blundstones, like I really wanna do mine but I’m scared I’ll fuck up. Ah what are you planning to embroider on the totebag for your sister?

Haha! Ah yes same, I used to live for shows like CSI and Criminal Minds! Oh that’s a good attitude, if I don’t like something it doesn’t get a second chance 😂 well not with tv shows at least.

Ah that’s so cool! There’s not many people that practiced ballet other than for just a year when they were kids or something. Oh yes spain & flamenco haha cool! With the heels and skirt/dress also? “I'd love to know how to climb” <- well I think everyone can learn to do so! Strength can be build 😉.

It is, and I did! It used to be my favourite country when I was a kid but things change haha.

Ah I see! Yes that makes sense, speaking the language really helps. I can really recommend living abroad once in your life!

I’ve had a nice weekend so far. Met up with a friend yesterday, today I’m doing some chores and working on a project for work so my Saturday was definitely better than my Sunday 😂. Hope you’ve had a good weekend so far too!

P.s. Oooh yess b99, one of my faves.

P.p.s. About the ‘delay’: Honestly no worries! I get it, I just wanted to check because sometimes tumblr has the tendency to eat some asks.

- 🫐

Oh blundstones?? I had never seen it with those before I'm intrigued. She asked for a dinosaur wearing a hat and made sure to make me an edit of what she wanted exactly but also it's been a couple of years since then so I'll have to update that. Might still do both, I feel terrible I haven't embroidered it for her yet

I have watched so many criminal shows it's probably unhealthy ngl but criminal minds will forever be my favorite (the latest season isn't my fave by a long shot but I am still excited for it's return)

I loved ballet ngl I did it for something like 8 years? Around that. I had to quit but I've always loved dancing so flamenco it is! I now do bulerias which is a specific type of flamenco, which you can do with heels but also with any type of clothing so I've done it from heels to heavy boots ngl it's very cool! And you are absolutely right 😂 I do have a friend who's very into climbing maybe I'll get her to give me some tips and take me climbing one of these days, I'll report back

I'm really looking forward to it, so even if it's not working out rn I hope I can go abroad at some point! I know it'll be hard but I think it can also be very worth it so, fingers crossed

I hope your project went well! And hopefully meeting up with your friend made up for your Sunday 😂 mine was a bit tiring and very social but very fun, so I'd call it a success ^^

(B99 is absolutely one of my fave TV shows, it gets a re-watch at least once a year, I know some of the episodes by heart. Do you have any shows like that?)

[dont-strain-me]

An update, of sorts (9/21/2023)

Hello everyone (or just me, haha!) - it's been over two years since I've updated this blog. There have been a lot of personal updates in my life, my own struggle with body acceptance, and health struggles, and I thought it would be interesting to share those in the context of this blog.

When I started this blog, I had recently moved out of my dad's house and on my own with my primary partner. I was also starting to get regular check-ups at the doctor for the first time in about...10-15 years? And part of my motivation for starting the blog - aside from wanting to physically be skinnier - was also that I was advised by my doctor because my cholesterol and heart rates were elevated above normal. I also had major issues with vitamin D deficiency (like, catastrophically low vitamin D deficiency!), some iron deficiency, and general sluggishness. I have a pretty strong family history of heart disease, so it was important for me to handle these issues.

Cut to - making this blog, and tracking my progress! I would bore everyone with what is already here, but - having been overweight for some time now - I kind of knew that trying to consciously lose weight wasn't going to work, and I thought I could do it ""healthfully"" with making small changes.

That didn't really work - at some point, I realized I'd just be counting calories forever. And I didn't have a great workout routine either; I think I wasn't exercising enough to get either the weight loss or general health benefits of it.

So, cut to 2021 - I decide to make a conscious for myself to stop prioritizing weight loss and just feel comfortable in my skin

This was...really difficult. Difficult in a way I didn't expect. I had an issue where I was trying to order a pair of pants online and I felt this weird paranoid sense of shame when I had to keep returning the pants to get a bigger size. I consciously recognized that the company had a really kind of stupid sizing structure for their clothes, but subconsciously it felt like shaming me for being plus sized.

There is something about trying to just develop a sense of comfort and body neutrality that seems threatening to people, too. Telling people you're not actively losing weight - especially when you're a small fat like me - feels like a sin of the highest order.

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Now, this lasted for a few years. In that time, I had started therapy, and was trying in general to get out and get moving (on my therapist's requests). My doctors were still advising I lose weight, but when I would ask for more concrete suggestions or plans, they would just tell me the same general info. Fine, I guess, I'll just try and go to the gym a big and see how that goes.

I was beginning to have some issues with my blood pressure. So bad, that one visit to the OB/GYN for an annual pap smear lead to me having to sit there for almost 30 minutes over the time I was supposed to leave because my blood pressure was almost dangerously high.

Then, Autumn of 2022 - I kept getting sick with the flu, or COVID, or something, on and off for months. On the second trip to the urgent care to try and get some antibiotics, the attending physician - who also happened to be an ER doctor - took my vitals and saw my blood pressure was high, and gave me an EKG. Sure enough, she told me I was having a "minor cardiac event" but would be fine, but I needed to see a cardiologist.

After the cardiologist visit, a lipid panel, an echocardiogram, and a stress test, they concluded that my cholesterol and blood pressure were elevated, but not enough to be medicated, and I should try and lose weight, exercise more, and eat less fat and sodium.

This was really challenging for me, at first. I had a serious medical need to lose weight and have to constantly monitor my food intake, but that was a stress I thought I was able to leave long behind.

But I got started, and I started doing two things that I think have made the biggest impact on my vitals since - I started organizing my workouts based on time rather than how much I was doing, and spacing out fast food meals and other greasy/salty meals that I would want.

I used the US's recommendation for how much exercise an adult should get in per week - 150 minutes of moderate exercise. It was really hard at first, but honestly, it is so much easier than I expected. I tell myself that I need to find absolutely any physical activity to on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays that get me to the 150 minutes per week (50 minutes each of those days). I'll double the time I have doing light work (like cleaning) so that it comes out to a more moderate exercise, but most of the time I find myself doing long, intentional walks around the neighborhood or at the gym, messing with the settings on the treadmill there to increase resistance. Sometimes I'll even go do weight machines, and keep track of the time actually doing an exercise with a stopwatch so I'm not counting excessive time sitting around as "working out"

Spacing out the rate at which I eat greasy and salty foods has helped a lot too. I have also started trying to do that with sugary sodas, too. I tend to have less cravings in general and am able to go much longer in between without feeling ravenous for it. Occasionally I have more than I should, but then I'm excited to bounce right back into healthy eating.

After doing all of this - honestly - I did begin noticing physical changes. I just felt "better" - I didn't feel so sluggish, and a lot of random aches and pains I would get around my body finally started to go away completely. I notice they come back when I'm too sedentary or eating too much salty or greasy foods, but then it becomes a good motivating factor for finding healthy food and maybe getting up and taking care of some cleaning around the house and doing a few stretches. Feeling this good really makes a big difference on my mental health, too.

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This is all to say, as recently as yesterday I discovered my LDL cholesterol is now only 4 points above normal (as opposed to like 40 points) and my blood pressure was at 116/70, at a normal range! My vitamin D is not dangerously deficient anymore, but I still need to take the supplements, and I am not longer deficient in iron.

And if you can believe it - on top of all of this - I have no lost any weight. In fact, I've gained about 5 lbs.

Knowing the years of hearing my doctors mention weight loss, I brought this up. I mentioned that I try and get 150 minutes of exercise in per week, and my doctor looked at me and said that my weight is stable, and that I shouldn't worry about separate weight loss right now because my body composition - as long as I continue this frequent exercise in the long term - will start to follow suit. I couldn't even believe it.

I wanted to end on this note, because I think it really proved for me that I can be healthy without having to starve myself, or feel like I needed to track everything I took into my body. It really can just be as easy as eating as healthfully as possible, have a treat when you need it, and keep yourself moving as much as possible, in any way that would be fun and fulfilling for you.

[someone-give-me-a-hug]

hey hey heyyyy

BIG SIB! It's been a hot minute, but I am back! I drank an iced tea on July 4th for you. I think I'll stick to it warm; it's so sweet! Like teeth on edge, toe-curling kinda sweet, but you know what? Didn't completely hate it, so a win is a win. Also, I very much enjoyed your joke.

Let me break down all the exams to put it into perspective:

Maths x 3 Science x 6 (All three sciences - Chem, Bio, and Physics - have 2 papers) BaV x 3 History x 2 English Lit English Lang French x 4 Drama :)))))))) We get our results in August, and I'm so nervous!

Thank you for your kind words about my awards! I'm so proud of myself, not even bragging or anything. I worked hard, and it worked out for me. Honestly, I'm so happy.

I will update you on my journey to become the general of the bird army (although currently, it consists of the magpie that has taken to waking me up by tapping on my bedroom window and looking at me... no, I'm not kidding, it genuinely does that at least once every other week).

I promise you I EAT SEASONED FOOD. I USE MORE THAN SALT AND PEPPER, I PROMISE. That being said, I don't think I've ever had coriander before.

Also, I love the fact you got to see the birdies! I love birds. Birds rock. And a beta fish! That's so cool. I'm a firm believer that impulse buying makes things so much better, and Mr. Grumpy seems so cool.

OOOO news: I went to the cinema for the first time in... OMG (I just looked, that's a live reaction right there. Quality content). It's been 5 years. That's mad. Anyway, I went to watch the new Barbie movie, and then I went back and saw it a second time. I don't know if you've watched it (or if you will), so I won't say too much apart from the fact that I sobbed so hard both times.

It's taught me so much, which sounds silly, but it's taught me it's okay to be myself and to be proud of how far I've come and grown and how much healthier I am now. I also did sit in my room for an hour after listening to Billie Eilish's song with pictures of baby me scattered around like I was in a movie montage... Barbie also taught me not to do that unless I want to cry. Very therapeutic, though.

I also got a bunch of my auntie's old clothes yesterday, so I didn't have to shop for new clothes. They are all very nice and very pretty.

AND a fun history fact for you (sprung to mind after you mentioned harvest season): where I live, they banned knitting. Knitting got banned during the harvest season because it was such a large industry there weren't enough farmhands and people in the farming industry to keep up with the demand.

I have also been keeping you in my thoughts and prayers (still a little ropey on the whole how to pray since mine still start with 'hey um I don't know if you can hear me.' You'd think being raised in religious schools and going to Sunday school until I was kicked out for telling the guy he smelled of onions... in my defense, I was like 6 with no social cues. I was only kicked out because I refused to call him anything other than onion man. Looking back, that's hilarious to me.

Random question, but you wouldn't know how to strengthen nails, would you? Mine are getting long, but they are a little weak, so thought I'd ask haha.

Thinking of you!

Little sib :)

[geekgemsspooksandtoons]

A reblog with spoilers but I'll put them under the keep reading option.

Episode 5.

Holy shit, five months have already?!

Lucifer's voice. Oh my God. I love it. I should've known it would be different than how I imagined it but my lord, this dude's introduction. Charlie literally gets everything from him. I mean, it was somewhat confirmed that long ago or hinted at strongly but my lord. This dude is truly a goofball. Even his reaction to her calling him at first.

The fact Alastor felt threatened by Lucifer's presence of helping Charlie to the point he actually swore at him oh my God. The fact they never even met too, holy crap.

Seriously, watching that clip yet also them singing. HOLY SHIT THEY HATE EACH OTHER.

Mimzy coming out of fucking nowhere.

Holy shit. It's been so long since I've seen the pilot though but...Alastor did that to all those Overlords...holy shit dude.

Yeah, that last song was beautiful. I'm amazed Lucifer is voiced by the guy who voiced that Light Yagami character...I assume the English dub or whatever the Hell.

Episode 6.

Well, considering how she was acting at the end of the last episode. Vaggie was once an angel literally confirmed.

Also, I can't believe I was stupid and calling her Molly "Tiffany" in my head but holy crap. Molly is in Heaven!

Okay, even though Niffty is said to be an adult. Angel trying to take care of her is cute.

I feel like seeing actual Heaven feels like a middle finger to everyone who assumed the rest of Heaven was like Adam because it annoyed me seeing people being like, "Helluva portrayed bad Heaven better" when it turns out WE DIDN'T SEE THE WHOLE FUCKING THING.

Okay, that legit surprises that Heaven doesn't even know about the exterminations except a few people like...like the angels that cause it.

Edit update I forgot to say some stuff. I must admit, I like Sir Pentious trying to get with Cherri in this episode. Yet he's trying to look cool and ends up not having sex with her haha.

Charlie and Vaggie having their pilot clothes in that flashback was cool.

Yet before that, back to Vaggie being an angel. Holy shit, that's one way to not be an angel anymore. She literally loses one of her eyeballs.

I watched episodes 5 and 6 of Hazbin Hotel. I'm just going to say oh my God, I loved these episodes.

But also, my nose and throat feel so much better after a lot of rest. And I felt like with me feeling better that maybe that's why I've been a little off with the show.

Anyway, nearly two hours ago I started watching the episodes and my lord. So many surprises and a lot of good stuff. I'm surprised we're this close to the finale already.

[lolamarlowe65]

𝓘𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 //James Hetfield

“The house next door was just sold, i hope the new neighbour will be nice.”

part one of ?

disclaimers: smut, age gap (modern day james), slow burn shit, cursing, smoking, probably drinking, anyway kids go back to mama. (warnings will be more specific when smut will be there)

/!\ This story is a remake of a fanfic i found on wattpad called “James Hetfield, My New Neighbour” that hasn’t been updated since 2017. I just used it as an inspiration but i changed basically everything. Just saying so it doesn’t look like i take credit for shit that isn’t mine. But the whole thing is changed, just took it as a base. /!\

Wattpad link

࿓ 𓋪・𖧹 𖤐

Chapter 1 - Open House

7:00 am. My alarm went off.

I was unable to sleep all night. My eyes are dried up from all the wasted tears that kept rolling all night long along my cheeks. I "sleep" but I don't rest. I must have waited a minute before turning my alarm off. Unhappy and disappointed to start a new day.

I reached for my phone on my nightstand to turn my alarm off and wander around social media to push back even more the moment I will have to wake up. I got up and took out some pants from a cardboard box and a shirt from my dresser. An old dresser that screams in pain anytime I just throw away my clothes in it. Cardboard boxes tired of holding in my stuff since two weeks. 

I moved in with my grandmother two weeks ago. I couldn't be by myself, her either. I don't know if I'm taking care of her or if she takes care of me the most. We need each other. And I end up using her care as an excuse for not having the time to put away my stuff, while in truth I just don't have the motivation. Every time I try I just think about her...

I lost my mom from cancer. She recently passed away. I think about her all the time. I don't know if I will be able to ever love somebody new. In whatever way... it's just... it's just... too hard.

I got out of the shower and got ready to work at the pharmacy. After fixing my hair and making them look even more messy than they were before. (It looks like one of those 80s dude... what was his name again? Oh Axl Rose! I think he had those back in the time. But what do I know, I'm not into that.) Anyway, just know that I didn't do it on purpose. It'd be uglier if I did.

After my excessive use of self deprecating humour I lose my quick sarcastic smile to go and wake my grandmother up. She's in her room waiting for me to give her her medicine. No cancer. Arthritis. But whatever it was, she was still the second most important and the last person I had in my life. And it hurts me.

"- Grandma." i whisper.

"- Grandma, time to wake up. And to take your medicine, oh and breakfast too. You need to eat that." i said, a bit overwhelmed. 

Her eyes slowly opened and she looked at me. She put her hand on my cheek and she says :

"- Your mother was like you, always running around to be sure she doesn't forget something. You look so much like her dear."

I chuckled softly and I was happy to be reminded of this sweet part of my mother.

"- Haha! Good morning grandma." i said, kissing her cheek.

"- You need to get up, Stacy's gonna be there in a minute." i then proceeded.

"- Oh yeah you're right! I'm sure Stacy is going to be jealous of my nightgown if she sees it." she laughed.

"- Of course she is, who wouldn't?" i laughed too.

We continued on getting her prepared trying to have a light witty conversation as we used to. It didn't feel the same without my mother around but it felt peaceful. She would love this.

Stacy is a nurse who takes care of my grandma since my grandpa passed away when I was 14. He was the only man of my life. My father has never been in the picture. He was my true father. Stacy takes such good care of her since he's gone. She might be a little bit older than me but she is still my best friend. I have very few friends, but she is the best i've ever had.

Meanwhile I took my grandmother to her chair in the living room. She loved to watch old shows on her vintage tv. She stops on a sitcom my mother used to watch when she was little. It makes her laugh and smile. It makes me a little sad but I don't care as long as my grandma is happy.

*knock knock*

I looked over at the door.

"- Oh! She must be here grandma. I'm gonna be late for work anyway. See you after work, I love you!" i said, kissing her forehead.

"- Ok sweetheart. I love you too." she said holding my hand lovingly.

She held my hand like this for a second and finally let go. I make my way to the door and open it.

"- Good morning Stacy!" i said, her and i handshaking.

"- Good morning girl!" she replied.

I let her walk in with a bag of stuff my grandma likes.

"- I haven't given her her medicine yet but she still has time." i told her, pressed.

"- Don't worry girl! I'll be taking care of her from now on. We're gonna go out for lunch and redo the garden. I know she loves that! Now shoosh! Get your ass to work!" she said jokingly.

"- That's my grandma not yours Stacy." i sticked out my tongue to tease her.

"- Oh no! How will i live now knowing that!" she fakes being shot in the heart. "Anyway, have a good day Ann!"

"- You two have a good day! I'll be back around 6pm." i said before walking out the door.

Next door on the right side of my grandma's house the house there was having an open house. People were coming in and out all looking like they came from money. My grandmother and I are living in a house in L.A that's located, very luckily, in a very high end part of the town. I don't come from money, and I don't think I ever will. Money is even tight at the moment between all the expenses for my mother and my grandmother. But they are necessary and I don't care. We have enough to get through everything. That was all that was important. Still we live in this very good area of L.A. Back in the time, housing was not as expensive as it is today. My great-grandmother bought this house for nothing when she came to the country. Today it still has this early 1940s look but it's clean and beautiful. It's not as big has the ultra modern houses around. But there are other houses like ours. And it makes it look all the more odd. "Los Angeles" some might say. But it's not as ugly as one might think tho. The ultra modern houses populated by rich people that for most of them are giving us looks of disappointment every time they see us are kind of ruining it but the other houses like ours are old family houses. Some only habited in the summer, some by families. I didn't knew much about any of the neighbours around but it was without saying that it was a discreet neighbourhood. On the other hand, the house next to my grandmother's was a mix of both. Big house, very big, but with an old timey feeling. This house was beautiful. But empty. But today it seemed like it was getting sold.

I looked at the house while getting in my car and noticed different couples stopping by.

I hope they'll be nice.

࿓ 𓋪・𖧹 𖤐

A/N : I said it was slow burn shit, dw, our james appears right after. It’s Ann’s pov but i’ll maybe do one of james one day. Smut is coming, that’s my principal reason for writing but i figured some slow burn would make all the delusional bitches (like me) out there crazy. Idk if my writing is good, i do that to get my mind off of stuff, sorry if you don’t like it. Chapter 2 is already done, i’ll get it out right after this one. Love yall <33

[bakugoukatsuki-rising]

I'm. The new covers, op. The new covers. Gosh. Both of them hold so much symbolism. And technically they both are canon, they are both original ideas that could perfectly be valid. Horikoshi simply found something better. But anyways, I'm going to go ahead and ramble about it because Im- Op, prepare for a long ask! Hope you like it!

So!

On the one where Katsuki's the one in the picture, he's not on his knees like he is in the other two covers. Instead, he has his face down, body forward, one hand on one leg, the other one holding out for something...He's bowing. Bowing in Japanese culture is a pretty big deal. Hes not just tilting his head a bit, his head and body are on full on commitment.

Such a tilted bow means a LOT, specially from THIS guy, Mr dont let anyone walk in front of me. Even more when hes not just bowing, but accepting such an open display of given help, Mr shonen anime lone wolf. Accepting something he always has trouble admitting to. Accepting the past, accepting the wrongs. Accepting Izukus help means so much, and that's what these three covers have in common.

His hand is sctretching out. He's ready to say yes to that hand out in the air.

(Ps. I wonder if he's watching his own reflection on the water in this panel, as well?)

Hes in middle of the picture with those childhood friend at the back, which means audience. It means letting people see what hes done, what he's sorry for. He is being open and exposed and vulnerable. That's no fighting stance.

Remember guys, in case you haven't noticed before, Horikoshi puts lots of metaphorical value in his manga and on his covers. Sometimes you've got to dig in deep and think to get the bigger picture. And in this case, the bigger picture screams regret and wanting to make things right from the start.

This cover occurs in the past, at the moment where everything started, and Katsuki fully remembers this. Katwuki has thought of this, is thinking about this. He's had eye bags for gods sake, he's clearly troubled by all of what it means.

These three covers are the visual explanation of what's going on inside Katsuki's head, because this is clearly focused on him and his perspective.

(Ps. Rivers symbolise the massage of time. If that doesnt add to everything else, I dont know what to tell you.)

So! Next!

Wow, if this isnt one of my favourite things ever. Okay. Christ.

I have two options here. Scratch that, three options. Scream into the void, scream into this post, or actually make a good presentation of my inner turmoil. I'll have to go by the third option. (Haha. Just like horikoshi did. Dont # me, I'm funny in my head.)

This cover melted my insides, froze them all over, and hit me with them like a hammer.

I know they're kids, but let me get this straight-so kids seriously look at their friends with these looks in their eyes and think "ah, yes. This is my very good friend. This gentle smile and kind look I'm giving him as if he was my whole world? Well, hes just a very good friend."

I looked at my childhood crush this way, I dont know what to tell you.

Anyway, let's actually jump to the information at hand.

This panel seems like it's making a reference to what Katsuki wishes could have been. And if that's not absolutely soul-crushing...this cover is Katsuki's feelings, guys. These are probably his very thoughts. This scene has gone through Katsuki's head at some point.

We've got Izuku in his stuck up pose all over again, in just an awkward angle. It's like katsuki isnt looking AT this katsuki right now, but at the spot where the actual past Katsuki, at some point, was. As if this Isuku is frozen in time. Dont believe too much in this paragraph, I still have my doubts about that, but I feel it's a possibility. Izukus eyes seem to be focused on the water, while Katsuki is just the tiniest bit back, reaching for Izukus hand. And gosh.

I dont think I've ever seen older NOR child Katsuki have this look plasted into his face before. He's...sheepish. Kindly, awkwardly sheepish. No hate, no anger, no shame, no nothing. His face is clear and sweet and has this "Whoops. You got me. But thanks." kind of expression on.

The hand behind his head, just the tiniest but embarassed? That little smile? It's all so soft.

Rambling about softness though- I really liked the hand scene in this particular panel. If you close up your view, you realise that theres no effort to pull anyone out of nowhere. In this panel, they are simply holding hands in frozen time for no purpose at all.

Katsuki has his hand around Izuku...simply holding there.

Again, because the angle is awkward, it's kind of messy, but you get the point.

It's all simply beautiful. Horikoshi clean likes give me life.

And lastly. The actual cover.

I screeched so hard when I saw this. My first instinct when seeing this for the first time was to straight up go trigger happy fingers and write about it to my friends. Christ.

Everything is so...SOft. horikoshi made a good decision by mixing both previous drawings in one. We have parts of the two covers in one, which is amazing. In this one, Katsuki isnt alone, as Izuku's there too. But we dont have the audience either. Probably because the main focus on this panel is no one else except them two.

Again, Katsuki looks like he's bowing, but instead of looking all the way down, he's in the middle. Not looking at Izuku nor looking at the ground, like it shows in the previous covers. Instead, Horikoshi found a middle ground. He's looking at his hand. At the gesture.

Hes not holding hands quite yet, but his hand is there. At arms reach. Not close enough but there. Wanting.

Theres so much regret and again, softness.

Again, like you Op said a bit bad, the angle is off here. This is present Katsuki remembering his past. The angle is off because this Izuku isnt holding out for our Katsuki. This is a memory. A wish. Katsuki's wish.

(Ps. Izukus trousers drenched in the rivers water. This detail was so nice. It's a subtle action that describes Izukus characterization so much. Izuku went in the river with Katsuki in mind, not caring if he got his clothes soaked in the process too. For Izuku, only Katsuki was there. And for Katsuki, only Izuku is.

As a plus, I can't believe the cover of this is literally called Bakugou Katsuki rising. They named the entire thing after that one chapter. Actually, I very much, totally believe it. It's the moment so many people have been waiting for, after all. The moment so many scenes have been amounting for, little by little.

*dreamy sigh*

Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed this little thing, I had to get it out of my system and dont want to bother my dear friends anymore than needed.

Have a good day, OP! I'll stay updated!

You kinda just...took my heart and curb stomped it, not gonna lie. Your observations are so beautiful and so accurate. The sketch with little Bakugou taking Izuku’s hand is so...raw, and yeah, that expression is definitely one of love. Those eyes, the way he is HOLDING Izuku’s hand, not TAKING it. He isn’t taking it to stand up, he is literally just...holding it. 

That isn’t the way you take someone’s hand when you’re trying to pull yourself up. It’s an awkward angle and just...wouldn’t work right. No, he is literally just holding his hand, and that’s exactly what Bakugou wishes he did all that time ago. He wishes that he not only took Deku’s hand, but held onto it. Held it as if it were something precious, something to be cared for and protected. 

These are Bakugou’s true feelings expressed in these drawings, and I think Horikoshi released them on purpose, to show us more of what he wanted Bakugou to be feelings through all of this. Since after all, we know that Bakugou expresses himself in action, not so much words. And because Horikoshi is an absolute genius, he thought to give us these other glimpses in how he feels through these actions. 

And the other sketch with him bowing his body to Izuku, and the way the log looks like it’s on his back with his ‘friends’ on top of it. 

The pressure of needing to be the coolest, the strongest, the best. Those kids put that kind of pressure on him, even if they never realized it. They encouraged his behavior and fed his ego, and it never allowed him to see how he was wrong. But now he is realizing it, and he is bowing himself in light of that acknowledgement. He is lowering his head and putting his pride away, so he can get back what he lost all those years ago; the opportunity to take Izuku’s hand.

To take the hand of the only one of those kids that ever loved him unconditionally. Who never pressured him or expected him to be invincible. Who saw all of his flaws and was completely prepared to support him despite all of it. The only one. 

I’m just a mess over all of this, and I am so incredibly thankful to Horikoshi for creating this beautiful relationship. AND IN A SHOUNEN MANGA, NONETHELESS!!  

Thank you friend, for your beautiful thoughts. I think they’re spot on, and I am so emotional all over again because of this. 

[thatsjustjk]

Cruel Summer│JJK

Summary: When summer comes around, all you think about is how much of a dread your upcoming camp’s going to be, well, it turned out to be the opposite.

{strangers to lovers}

Pairing: Popular!jungkook × popular!reader

Genre: fluff, comedy, romance, young love

Word count (so far): 1.3k words

Warnings: none!

Note: Yes, the title is based on Taylor's iconic song, I've been in love with it for a long time now( ꈍᴗꈍ) This is basically one of those feel-good stories which you'd wish happened to you. It's one of those stories that probably wouldn't happen in real life but it did! Not to me though haha, to one of my closest friends, but of course I altered it here and there to make it more of a story.

I'm gonna keep updating it and not post part by part just to keep it all in one place. But I'll put in dividers to make it easier! Hope you guys like it

July 16th                                           

10:49AM

How convenient is it that I had a train to catch in about 15 minutes and yet we were stuck in traffic? It wasn’t convenient at all, it was bogus. Why did the streets have to be so crowded at 11:00 in the morning on a Sunday? God knows.

I really didn’t want to go to this camp, but my parents thought it was going to be educational or whatever.

Some people may say I’m crazy for dreading summer camp but I was supposed to have a big family trip that month and I was really looking forward to it cause’ I hadn’t seen my cousins in so long, god, I missed them.

Anyway, we arrived at the station, thank god, I didn’t want to sit in that car shaped oven for longer. “Y/N! here!” I heard my friends scream from the other side of the track. “The train’s almost here, come on” they said again as I walked over to the stairs quickly, my dad right behind me.

“Okay sweetie, be safe, get along with everyone, and call me every day.” My dad says as he pulls me into a tight hug while the train makes a loud appearance.

I rush down the stairs to reach the other side to where the rest of my campmates and teachers stood. "I'm so sorry I'm late, my dad assumed there'd be no traffic today" I explain in a rushed manner as my teacher in charge- my science teacher struck off my name in a small notebook, keeping track of who's here and who isn't.

Just as the last of us were about to climb in, a voice shouts from the staircase- "I'M HERE, I'M HERE" The voice belonged to a boy with dark, slightly wet hair who sported grey sweatpants and a loose band-tee. I think his name was Kook or something, I've only seen him playing basketball before so he's definitely not in my grade, I concluded all while staring at the boy who made a new appearance.

"Guess I wasn't that late after all" I remark to my friend who was struggling to pull her luggage up with her. I would've usually made fun of her but our suitcases were truly heavy, we were going to a hill station and most of our clothes were just sweaters. After I help her with her suitcase, I was about to haul my suitcase up but another set of hands helped me with a push, what do you know, it was the guy I was staring at. Don't get me wrong, I don't like him or anything, I just daydream when I think about something.

"Thank you! I'm Y/N by the way" I introduce myself briskly as he hauls up his own suitcase. He seems strong, he'd do well in the camp I think to myself when he finally replies "I know who you are Y/N" he says, taking me aback "you're pretty popular, you know" "well, I know your name too, it's kook isn't it?" he chuckles before saying "It's Jungkook but you're free to call me Kook if you want" "Kook! Y/N!" a familiar voice from inside the train calls out to both of us. It was Jimin, I knew him from Spanish class. Oh yeah, he and Kook are on the same basketball team.

I wheel my suitcase towards the busy compartment but just then our teacher interjects "Boys and Girls are supposed to be in separate compartments, sorry guys" she shrugs "We all know you're gonna be together throughout, I was just told to inform you about the sleeping arrangements that's all" I smile to Jimin before wheeling my suitcase forward to the compartment the rest of the girls were in.

The trip was starting to get better than I imagined- I knew most of the people already (since this was a school trip anyway) and made friends with the ones I didn't.

"How many crushes have you had so far?" The rest of us groan. It was 3am and we were supposed to be awake by 4. We had stayed up talking and playing stupid games like Truth or dare and charades. "I'm gonna go to the bathroom" I get up and slither through the small crowd. "Hey, me too, I need to go to the baño too" Jimin appears from behind. I giggle at his attempt to incorporate Spanish into his sentences like I told him to. "So, what's up? How do you like the trip so far, even though it's just started" "I've been having so much fun, everyone seems so nice" I say as we checked which of the bathrooms were vacant. "Yeah, I've been looking forward to this since the day our club announced it, and most of my friends from basketball are here too so" he shrugs with a grin. "I actually didn't need to go to the bathroom, my leg just fell asleep" I disclose, "ME TOO!"

"FANCY YOU 지금 너에게로 갈래-" "oh my god shut it off!" I shout out to no one in particular. I don't know why anyone would want to wake up to a song like this. Again- don't get me wrong, I love Twice, I know the entire choreography of fancy. "Girls wake up, we're almost there" the familiar voice of my science teacher wakes me up from my slumber fully. I kind of forgot I was on a train.

"you kind of look like a chipmunk in the morning" mina, my friend says as she examines my droopy face. "oh my god! how dare you?" I act overdramatic as I place one of hands on my forehead. I hear someone giggle and I see Jungkook from the side of my eye "What are you laughing at you bunny?" His eyebrows shoot up as he looks at me with a confused but betrayed look "When did I come into this conversation? and me? bunny? don't be ridiculous" he huffs. "Okay, kids! this is the last stop so don't worry about rushing and check for all of your belongings before getting down"

After the teachers confirm that all of us have gotten out, we all trudge along towards the parking lot and then onto our bus. Mina sat with her boyfriend, Seokjin- I never really liked him, mainly cause me and Mina can never spend time together like we used to, and also I never understood his jokes. Jimin sat with his other friend from basketball, Hoseok- or also known as my ex, but it was very casual, we thought we liked each other but we decided we'd rather be friends. But yeah Hobi is a sweetheart, we're still friends but not as close as we used to be, it bothers me sometimes but it was inevitable.

Everyone had found their seats already since I'd been one of the last ones to put my luggage in the trunk "Hey, there's an open seat here" Jungkook calls out to me from the end of the bus. He's sitting with Namjoon, Yoongi, Sona, Taehyung and Rya. I grin as I walk over to the small lot "Are you sure I can fit in here?" I question "Yeah! Of course you can, there's plenty of room for one more person" Taehyung says as he scoots over and motions for everyone else to do the same. I thank him as I quickly plop down next to Namjoon.

"You like Selena too? me too! I've been there since she started wizards of Waverly place!" I scream quietly since half the bus was asleep. We were listening to Jungkook's playlist, and turns out we have the same music taste, he loves all of my favorite artists. "Me too! I loved Alex! She was basically my first crush" he says while scrunching up his nose. "Y/N, please switch seats with me" a groggy Namjoon pleads while looking at me. "Oops, of course, I didn't realize we were being that loud"

After a few hours of listening to music and drooling on my make-shift pillow a.k.a my bag, we arrived at the campsite we were going to be spending the rest of the trip.

[neural-nett-and-link]

Prompt: "- Today we spend 24 hours completely naked. - Let's talk about that."

- Today we spend 24 hours completely naked.

- Let's talk about that. (pause) ♪ (theme music) ♪

- Alright, so, we're gonna have to make our own masks.

- (giggles)

- Okay, I'll put the red one up right here, and then I'll put the blue one up on the right side. And then, I'm gonna take the mask off. And then I'm gonna start walking forward.

- (giggles)

- It's like walking, like walking with a dog.

- (crew offscreen laughing)

- If we get through this without any pranks, then I'll take this off. It's your mask.

- You put it on nice and tight.

- (laughs) I feel like I need a dummy. But, I know that I need my mask, because I have to be completely naked.

- (laughing) Yeah, I'm a manual...

- ...lidded. I was actually like, "Do you like red or blue?" Okay, so you're going to introduce yourself to people.

- (crew offscreen laughing)

- I'm going to be myself.

- Okay.

- I'm ready.

- You're not gonna be a big deal.

- How are you?

- So, you may be a man of many talents, but I am a man of one talent.

- You have a talent for being naked.

- I did.

- You're a man of talent. You're like a fashion model.

- I'm a professional model.

- Okay, so, I feel like I need my mask.

- Well, I'll be the first to say, I don't have a mask. I don't feel like I need a mask. I feel like this is just, uh...

- "You're a man of many talents."

- Oh.

- (laughing) Okay, well, this is how it works... ♪ (theme music) ♪ I'm gonna take off my mask and walk around naked

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- Today we spend 24 hours completely naked.

- Let's talk about that. (upbeat music) Good Mythical Morning!

- Thanks for making us a part of your daily routine and making us a part of our daily routine. It's become a part of each others' lives. We're gonna get naked, we're gonna skateboard naked like you- well, that's on Instagram, but that also happened. Haha, check it out. Please take a look.

- Be a part of it.

- Walk naked (laughs). We've imagined it, and we've made it happen.

- So, without further ado, let's get naked.

- Okay.

- And I think it's interesting because it's hot. It's hot. Let's roll it.

- One up.

- Now before you do that, we want you to know that we are not only here to tell you all about this, but we are also here to help you figure out you're naked, and we're here to help you sort of define the boundaries. So feel free to start the conversation.

- Okay, let's, you're gonna want you and the crew to be naked, right, don't worry.

- But we're here to help you figure it out. And we're going to tell you the story of what happened over there, so...

- Oh, you wanna bring the crew out?

- Really?

- Yeah, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

- Yeah, basically, It's just a small group of people who like to make a living making videos, and we just said, "Hey, why don't we do this?" And the first thing they do is they're naked.

- Yeah, that's called an "Attractionist."

- Yep, well, then they start making videos.

- Right, and we wanna help them out with their own art. So first, here's the story.

- We commissioned a local artist to create an art piece for

====================

- Today we spend 24 hours completely naked.

- Let's talk about that. (makes noise) ♪ (theme music) ♪

- Good Mythical Morning.

- Happy Mythical Summer!

- Thanks to everyone who's already been there.

- That's some guys

- You made it a special day.

- Hey, let's get real here. We're not gonna be squeaky clean, man.

- The Amazon rainforest.

- We've been working really hard lately.

- (laughing) That's right

- But there's one king of the jungle, M. Moleskines.

- (laughing) With one million friends on Facebook,

- he's the king of the jungle, and we're gonna celebrate his birthday today with an update video. Maybe we should just watch the video.

- I think maybe we should.

- Okay, on the first day that we were doing this, I noticed that there are some very cool people.

- Yes, people are pushing their bodies to the limits.

- Yeah, I'm not trying to put on these clothes. I'm trying to get myself to the moon.

- That's cool.

- And while you're there. I'm going to get myself to the great, never-before-seen Amazon rainforest. This is how we do it here in our kitchen. You guys have been leading the way for us so far, and we're glad that you jumped in with us.

- Yes, that's great.

- So for the first time in a while, we're gonna be talking about how to get most out of the day just by being naked. What's the most fun part of being naked? (laughing) The most fun part of being naked is making yourself feel sexy and cuddly.

- I'm not talking about the costliest part--

- I'm talking about the most fun part of being naked.

- (laughing)

- That's right. It's time to throw ourselves a curve ball. This is a brand new game that we're lov

====================

- Today we spend 24 hours completely naked.

- Let's talk about that. (laughs)

- (laughs)

- Come on baby.

- (laughs)

- You know what, if I'm right, you're wrong.

- (laughs) Yeah, I'm right. I really am. (laughs) (crew laughs) (Rhett laughs) I really don't even want to do this.

- (laughs)

- You want me to do this?

- Oh, it's not gonna work.

- You want me to do this?

- (Rhett laughs) Is it gonna work?

- (laughs)

- I can't even say again.

- I are not.

- Yeah, you're very close. (Rhett laughs)

- You're right.

- Mm, so what is this, something about this thing?

- Well, let's keep it to ourselves.

- I am going to put my head in the oven. (Rhett laughs)

- Well, can't wait to see. Oh, this is a rock.

- Oh, it's really hard.

- It's really hard, it's really hard.

- It's really hard. Well, a little stone.

- It's hard.

- It's got a stone on it. It's soft, like a rock.

- A little rock. Okay. You're gonna want to have a towel handy.

- Okay.

- If you're gonna eat something, stick around.

- Yeah, I would like to cook some food while I'm here.

- You gotta tell me.

- I love hot dogs. I would like to do a cooking show.

- You know, I would love to do a cooking show, that's a thing, no pun intended but, I should be alone. The power goes to you.

- I'm gonna be alone. I've already been so settled in here. (Rhett laughs)

- I've been here too long.

- (both laugh)

- (crew laughs) You know what, if we were to tie

====================

- Today we spend 24 hours completely naked.

- Let's talk about that. (bell dings) (chuckles) ♪ (theme music) ♪

- Good Mythical Morning.

- Thank you for making yourselves heard.

- We are in the beginning stages of our show, "Mythical Society."

- That's right. And it's only right here on the set. Huge space here, huh?

- Yeah, it feels like I've left the house in the past month.

- Okay, today we're going to take the naivest way out of what we're doing and we're gonna be completely naked. It's time for "The Mythical Experiment."

- We aren't gonna do anything. (bell dings) (chuckles)

- Okay, since we're not gonna be doing anything, we have to completely lose ourselves and all of our clothing to make it a little Challenge. It's time for--

- Really?

- I want to get naked.

- It's up to you. You know what? You're gonna have to strap yourself in. This isn't, our clothes aren't on, just a call off.

- I do, I will take this off. Do not hustle. You know what?

- No.

- Do not, I'm sticking my head in the fire, just like this.

- It's gonna be good, man. No, it's not, okay. I'm not gonna be a hero, this is just it. (chuckles)

- No, no.

- Really? You don't have to respond to anyone's request.

- No, I'm not gonna be a hero. Okay, if you have a question about the challenges for tonight, we want to hear it. You know what? I'm so far away. You want me to go first?

- Well, if you want us to go first, this is the way we're gonna do it. We're going to do this right here.

- All right, you ready?

- Okay, let's go

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[thistlewhistler]

Interviewing the Flock, featuring: Riggy

Zach: What would you like me to call you?

Riggy: Riggy's fine

Zach: What are your thoughts on our Discord?

Riggy: The Discord's absolutely amazing and I'm grateful for joining it every day. I really didn't expect for it to become such a great place for emotional support, or that I would get as involved with it as I did. I haven't been in a community before where everyone is so relentlessly loving and knowing that this community is here has sometimes been the only thing keeping me going while dealing with the all nonsense with school/work/people and such. I really love the people on here, as well as being able to share what I do with everyone, and share in the love we all have for the comic itself and how it's unified everyone here.

Zach: Alright so well done on answering that, I was going to start with a quick easy response question but you handled that like a champion counselor before a Senate hearing.

Riggy: Ahh thank you, I have a lot to say about how great it is that the masses must hear haha.

Zach: They deserve a moving orator, and you have answered the summons.

Zach: So I hear you're studying Communication Design with a concentration in Illustration.

What does that mean (in non-selling-the-major-like-a-college-used-car-salesman fashion)?

Riggy: The easiest way to describe it is that I'm a graphic design major with a strong emphasis on branding and marketing, while the illustration concentration aspect of it is me taking classes that help me get better at the techniques used for illustrating, such as the life drawing class helping me get better at drawing from observation as well as learning to draw the human form and having the fundamental understanding of that.

It's also learning to use the programs that are industry-standard, Adobe Photoshop and Illustrator and such

Zach: A lot of "Here's how to use what you're interested in outside of more artwork, now please go out and be successful and not starve" then?

Or am I way off?

Riggy: Well, the graphic design industry is incredibly lucrative, every single company needs designers to market them, create an image to sell. Think of every professional marketing campaign you've seen, there's an entire team of people working on it. Absolut Vodka is a really good example of strong design in advertising. It's a far different beast than being, say, a studio artist trying not to starve. What I'm learning to do isn't very interpretive or abstract, it needs to be effective to get the point across and still be aesthetically appealing. It's a lot of "here are the tools, we're going to teach you how to use the tools, but you need to grow and learn to use them effectively."

There's a lot of nuance to it that you wouldn't expect, it's definitely a skillset that takes a long time to build.

Zach: You just explained in the kindest, most informative and followable way possible that I was, in fact, way off.

Zach: How do you feel you're doing?

This semester is over and you have the time to catch your breath, pad your portfolio and gauge the new year's possibilities.

Does that come with trepidation, nervous excitement, fear of the unknown, fear of the certainly known professor you're absolutely going to have in a class, or more of the same you've been feeling since you started?

Riggy: I'm doing really, really well, I don't think I could've picked a better major/career path for myself. Sometimes it takes a bit but I've really clicked with most of my classes and (fingers crossed) I'm pretty sure I got all A's again this semester. The actual grades aren't the most important, though I do need to keep scholarships, but it also means that I've gotten really good feedback and my professors have really liked my work and can see that I've been improving.

Zach: Excellent!

Riggy: For next semester, I'm a nervous person in general but in terms of schoolwork I feel completely fine, it's mostly dealing with people/other obligations I'm not excited about.

Right now I just want to work on personal projects I haven't had time for.

Zach: Lets focus in on that for the next question.

What project are you looking forward to, for example?

Riggy: Flockbook, definitely. Whether that's the guest artist submission or not, I don't know yet, but I do want to get back on it. I also have a couple animatics in the works and a poster design I want to get to. And commission work if the good people will have me haha

Zach: You like to keep a full plate, I take it?

Riggy: I get antsy if I don't have anything to do but I'm still trying to find the balance of how much I can healthily take on. Working on stuff over break is fine, my issue is balancing things during the school year because of all the obligations I need to incorporate.

Zach: That's fair.

Zach: What do you feel is the dumbest thing you've ever done?

Riggy: Well.

It was the end of a really, really long day and I was dead tired, I was changing out of my clothes to go shower, and in taking off my bra my hands fumbled with the elastic straps and I ended up accidentally slingshot-punching myself in the face. Not..my finest moment.

Zach: And what did you learn?

Riggy: 1. Get more sleep and 2. Maybe next time just unhook it.

Zach: Solid advice.

Zach: So now for a question I don't have written down to ask. Instead, I'd like to choose from a book based upon a random number.

Would you be willing to become extremely ugly physically if it meant you would live for 1,000 years at any physical age you choose?

Riggy: I wouldn't want to live for a thousand years, so I would refuse whatever power/entity's offering this tradeoff.

Zach: There's a good answer!

Zach: Who, among the Flock, would be your one phone call?

Riggy: What... kind of phone call? Death bed? Phone a friend? Or just general "I want to talk to this person for a bit."

Zach: You're in a cell. You get one phone call.

Riggy: Ohhh jail.

I know Geoff in real life, and he'd probably bail me out.

Zach: Probably closer, too.

Riggy: Yeah if we're not in school together, we're about a couple hours away.

Zach: What piece do you feel the most accomplishment over in your portfolio?

Riggy: I think the flower ladies portrait series I did for my history class, or the book cover series. The portraits I had a lot of fun actually illustrating but the book covers are more in line with what I'll probably be doing as a career and they were very well-received so I like both of them.

Zach: What would you like to go forth and do with your degree, if you could choose who would hire you and for what cause or medium?

Riggy: My ideal job is actually children's book writing and illustration, I'm very passionate about diversity, empowerment, and creating media that have strong LGBT+ characters and I would love to incorporate that into books and stories so that positive and uplifting ideas can spread more easily.

Zach: That... is really heartwarming and awesome.

Riggy: I'd also really like working as a book cover/poster designer, or for a branding company but the children's book thing is the goal.

Zach: I don't have a funny quip or anything to tie this off with, that's just a really wholesome and soothing career goal.

I hope you reach it.

Riggy: Ahhh thank you I'll keep you updated!

[snakes-and-lovers]

update: text transcripts of the notes! i'm not sure of Trancsription Etiquitte so feel free to let me know if i should add anything or take anything out!

FIRST PAGE

Notes on design: drawings of virgil (on the left) (top to bottom):

-too long (referring to his hair)

-peircings

-ghost sight

-this is wrong- too neat (referring to his clothes)

-hoodie sits wide on shoulders

-hair kept in ponytail most often

-tie loose/untied (his school uniform)

-jacket patches

-poofy sleeves, sometimes rolled up

Notes on the drawing of patton:

(speech) "hey kiddo!"

-nervous

-father figure to virgil

-bracelets

Notes on the drawing of remus:

-unstable spirit

-doesn't stop smiling

-real pale/sickly looking

-slut!

-killed in a drunk driving accident

-Fucked Up TM

-the more angry/upset he gets, the more his death wounds show up

-roman's bro (obviously)

SECOND PAGE

Notes on the drawings of remus (top):

(speech) "well, nothing puts a spring in my step quite like a STEERING COLUMN THROUGH THE HEAD!"

-hair matted with blood

-ear peircing

-painted nails

-covers (injured) eye with hand

-eye censored for stylization??

-(in speech balloon) "SAYS UPSETTING THINGS!"

Notes on the drawing of past remus (living):

-hair dyed (green streaks)

-too much eyeliner

-weird haircut- poofy

-lots of peircings

-nose ring- in place of mustache

-party animal

-red eyeliner under eyes (not blood)

Notes on the drawing of logan:

-new in town

-school easy but people hard

-pals with virgil!

-gets picked on for being a nerd

-(and wearing ties to school) (context for this one: i haven't settled on wether or not they have school uniforms or not yet)

Notes on the drawing of roman:

-still reeling from his brother's death but hides it well

-started wearing eyeliner after remus's death as a tribute

-popular kid, theater nerd/jock

-breaks school dress code but gets away with it because the teachers like him

THIRD PAGE

Notes on the drawing of virgil and patton hugging:

(speech) "shhhh, it's okay, kiddo. everything's okay."

-Ghost dad!

-been looking over virgil since a young age

-loads better than his actual dad

-tied to an area in the woods, overlap with where remus is tied

Misc. ghost notes section:

-ghosts are tied to areas around where they died

-they fade over time, when people forget them

-only people with ghost sights can touch/interact with them

Notes on the drawing of patton and janus:

(on patton)

-nervous around janus

-doesn't trust him around the others

(on janus)

-pokes fun at patton but he'd miss him if he were gone

Notes on the drawings of janus:

(speech) "i'd never hurt anyone! haha..... unless?"

-"snake eyes"

-roams freely

-a ghost, but...

-can make himself visible with concentration

-when his hat is off it means something is Happening

(speech) "nothing to worry about!"

Notes on the drawing of roman:

(speech, past) "i'd sell remus for one corn chip!"

(speech, present. (gullty!)) "..."

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Notes on the shrine drawing (top):

-remus's shrine

-lots of odd things there

-the earrings are roman's (they're from matching sets with remus)

Notes on the drawing of janus:

(speech) "hah.."

-when agitated shadows start to drip down face

Notes on the drawing of virgil:

-remus-possessed virgil

-still covers eye as a habit

(speech) "ROMAN! Oh, how have you been? I've been feeling positively UNDEAD lately..."

Note on the drawing of roman:

(speech) "...Virgil, this isn't funny."

SO,........ I HAVE SOME (a COUPLE. JUST A FEW. A HANDFUL. A SMATTERING OF) AU THOUGHTS and i MAY have drawn some of them and i physically have to share everything i make so heres unnamed ghost/modern au!! it's not a terribly original concept but i am just having a Very good time!! also ignore that one drawing of my dnd character in the first one there that isn't au related