#join up yall ...

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF stickers are coming to the Patreon soon!!

[orbch]

“big sister makes a face like a dog kept in a cage”

[yashley]

candela obscura chapter 1 episode 1: arlo black & auggie james 

[pineappical]

in light of tedtrent becoming so real, im also jumping on the tedtrent epilogue 😊

there's just no way ted wouldn't keep in touch with the others (and have weekly zoom meetings just like in the christmas special) and I just love the thought of the whole team having reunions once in a while.

and going back to trent's arc in s3, the sunflowers conversation, "And your daughter?" "She's never been happier." I think it could go the same for ted.. we've never really properly saw how henry felt about his dad being in london, it's always other people that told ted his son misses him, who's to say henry would rather see his dad happy because that in turn would make him happy too? he was there to win the whole thing, right? I just know ted’s story isn’t done yet when he still hasn’t learned to let others take care of him in return and who else to pair him with than the man who blew up his career because a man was nice to him (and also because they were so. so cruel for the fakeout tedbecca scenes for that finale) 🥺

I'm no writer so just pretend these are snapshots of a slow burn fic where ted visits london for their team reunion and slowly realizes that trent has a crush on him and they kiss about it 💛

[waddingham]

HANNAH WADDINGHAM as LADY BELLASTON in PBS' TOM JONES (2023)

[fobnsfwdoodlesbackup]

Hi y'all, I just wanted to talk a little about the behind the scenes of what I've been up to, to give y'all a little transparency and to open myself up for any tips or input! 🙏 Thank you for your continued support and for taking the time to look at my art 🫶

First and foremost I wanted to give some transparency about my art capacity.

As og followers may remember, I started this blog when I was doing art full time. Eventually my living expenses grew and I had to go back to work. I find myself in a cycle of "I'll make more art soon, once I get a job!" And "I'll make more art soon, once I am done with this job!" I lost my most recent job suddenly, having had an extension waved over my head until the last day(October 7th). Now I'm excited to have more time for art, but I am also feeling a rush to get a new job ASAP as I've been living paycheck to paycheck. I dream of doing this work full time, I'm just scared it's not quite there yet and I worry that I come off as scammy or dishonest when I anticipate more stability around the corner.

Second, I've been struggling with the Patreon. It's taken me a while to come to terms with this, but from what I've seen Patreon is not intuitive at all from the creator end. It doesn't do a good job of organizing addresses, emails, showing who or who isn't subscribed to me, or organizing and displaying the work I put on there. I've been really shocked by this experience, since lots of big names use Patreon. It's been a great way to streamline support, but it's been unhelpful in every other regard. I would like to continue using it, but I will most likely post more wips or process videos there in the future.

Which brings me to my third point, zines. I love making zines so much, it feels personal and fulfilling and fun! However the Patreon issues make it harder to keep information in order about where to send zines, or even where to message folks about them. In addition to this, the post office has been a big barrier to me, oftentimes only being open at the same time as my dayjob. Making zines can take days, then sending them out is a whole other monster.

This work is so important to me. Drawing peoples fantasies, representing body types, creating work around sexuality and the human experience feels like what I'm meant to do. I've made comics since I was a kid. This is the dream to me. The friends I've been able to make through this work are so important to me, and the conversations have been invaluable. Not to mention fun! I wanna doodle, I wanna draw hot stuff, I wanna thirst over these dudes! I want to play!

But I also just want to be transparent about the barriers I'm working around to share that experience. I'm completely self taught, both in art AND in running shops, building websites, running 8 accounts, etc. I take a lot of time to learn the logistics of these things, and try to make them make sense for my relationship with y'all (I do not want to paywall my art!! I don't want to!!!). This year my desktop broke down (the main one I use for all paintings and digital art). I've paused my Etsy shops and my Patreon to try to catch up with things. Trying to learn to paint in a completely different program. Then lost my job with no savings.

At the end of the day I don't want anything to come between me sharing my art with you. I wish I could doodle a thing, take a picture, and post it here. No third party site, no shop, no subscription. Just sharing my art with you. I promise I'm trying to figure out how to stay as close to that as possible, and I want to thank y'all for sticking with me as I untangle all of that.

So, what can you expect in the near future?

I'm working on a couple of painting commissions right now, which you should be able to see in the next couple of days! I want to catch up on kinktober and get those posted as well. There's a comic commission in progress which I'm very eager to work on, and which I think y'all will be excited for! To ease the weight of the Patreon I think I may do less zines/polls there and more wips and process videos! If possible, I want to do more full colored work too.

Thank you again for enjoying my work, and if you have any input or tips my inbox is always open 🙏🫶💕

[okawarihappylife]

i am once again thinking abt the lost potential that is hypmic.

[chimerahyperfix]

Being frozen in time definitely does something to you. Physically it cages you. Mentally it throws you into the longest dream you could ever have. It's not comfortable-- far from it in fact-- but you've grown to look forwards to it, when you loose. It's better than being mashed to dark paste at least.

You're frozen right now, in fact. Waiting in silence for time to loop back. Stuck with your thoughts and a vauge feeling of a dream. The house is around you and you're moving through it. Empty rooms and endless hallways, curling and twisting in ways that make them feel alive despite the lack of any living thing that isn't you. No sad monsters, no frozen bodies, no dark stains. There doesn't seem to be an exit.

The dreams you have when frozen seem to correlate to how you're doing emotionally. Most of them have been lost to time, like most things in your life now. Dreams, wounds, emotional bonds; everything is turning back with you, and that’s started to do something to you, because now you can predict the actions of those around you with quite a bit of accuracy. You can recall little bits of things, but the further back you go is just static. There was a bunch of dumb things that you can’t piece back together anymore, there were times with those you love, there was endless rage flowing through your very being, and there was this. The desperation. The empty halls of the very House you’ve worked so hard to protect.

You want out.

You've kept count of how many times you've been frozen. How many times you've died. How many loops. 61 is the counter and it's far, far too many times to relive the same day over again. You grew tired of the monotony by the tenth go around. Twenty five felt like a stab wound. Forty, like you were being split in two. Big 6-0 felt like drowning. You don't feel real anymore.

But that's fine! You can still see the good in this, if you stretch your imagination like taffy, as far as it'll go. It's better to be just you, just one person, than everyone else! You can live with the weight of the country on your shoulders for a bit longer, if only to keep it off of Euphrasie's. You’re doing this for her! For everyone. You can do it for a bit longer. You just need to find the King’s weakness, or something. Make a more powerful potion, or scrap together the materials to make a second craft bomb, or, or something! You’ll find it soon enough. You’re smart! You can do this!

You have to.

You turn down the hallway. Find yourself on an entirely different floor. Just as much of a ghost town. Just ice and cold and tiredness, your breath forming clouds in the air. That’s fine. This is just a dream or something, anyway. You’ll wake back up at your desk any time, with the looming vials of all sorts of toxic stuff you keep drinking that you crabbing neglected to put away because you didn’t think time would crabbing loop, because realistically, WHY would you assume that would happen? Preposterous! Ignore the burning feeling in your throat and the smell of sugar and push on. Wait for it to start all over again.

Because it has to be you, doesn’t it? You wished for this, or something. You don’t remember. It was a long time ago. It has to be you, because only you have the power. It HAS to be you, because who else would it be? Euphie? She’s already got enough on her hands. Mirabelle? You’d rather die. It’s better you do this than the ones you love.

It has to be you.

it has to be you it has to be you it has to be you it has to be you it has to be you it has to be you it has to be you it has to be

It's sucks, having to be the one to do it. Your limit was a long time ago.

You can't do this forever.

[youngpettyqueen]

I wish Julian and Martok would interact more cause I think they could have the funniest possible dynamic. they spent 5 weeks together in a Jem'Hadar prison I just know they have a friendship that looks fucking INSANE from the outside looking in

[arkieve]

very interesting phenomenon where j*ly stans absolutely shit on jegulus and you find jeggy shippers practically on their knees in the comments professing their love for j*ly in return. like imma need you all to get up.

[jrueships]

as cute as apple pie!!!!

[pwippy]

sometimes i see lotf blogs like/reblog my alnst stuff and im like,, HI how are you where did you come from 😭 i have not interacted with yall in a while but sure i can make a crossover. jack and ralphs weird relationship is close enough to ivantill besides the trying to kill each other visually speaking 1963 simon and luka are similar ???

[wannaeatramyeon]

Reader (already partner?) trying to get Samuel to quit smoking lmao. love your writing <3

Hey anon! I jumped on your other ask first, but thanks for this one! :)

Samuel Seo x Reader: Cigarettes

Even with his mountain of flaws and issues, it was the smoking that you said was a dealbreaker.

You noticed it in the early days, the stale smell of smoke clinging to Samuel's clothes and skin. You knew as the President he would have to entertain and mingle. Who knows the company he keeps and what they got up to, so you didn't think about it further.

Truthfully, you never spent much time together besides exploring each other's bodies. Stolen moments during his short breaks in the day, and nights in hotel rooms.

Gradually, you carved a space out in his life... And his habit revealed itself.

The first time Samuel lights up on his balcony, you frown and announce that it stinks. He gives you a shrug, but when you press the issue further he just tells you to leave if it bothers you so much.

So you did.

The next time you meet, you can't get over the stench. You must have found other elements of Samuel too intoxicating in the beginning, and now you don't know how you missed how all-encompassing the scent was.

You tell him it's a dealbreaker. That everything else, you can handle. But the cigarettes, of all things, disgusts you.

Yet again, he tells you to leave and you do.

Samuel needs his vices and addictions. So good riddance to anything that come in between them, especially someone as disposable as you.

When he realises he misses you, it's certainly unwelcome.

You have somehow seeped into most parts of his life. The comfort of your presence, the sound of your voice, the brightness of your smile. Your body, your mind, you.

You leave him no choice but to weigh up his options.

One night you get a call from him, and he asks you to look out the window. He's waiting in front of his car with a gift bag.

Samuel isn't the type to apologise, and you don't expect him to. But he reveals a pack of nicotine patches and bares his chest (not that it takes much) - letting you apply the first one.

When the cravings start to overwhelm, you give him words of encouragement. When his hand fiddles idly, you hold it. When he misses the taste, you kiss him.

Samuel doesn't think of you disposable anymore.

[happistar]

thought about the fact that jeremy and michael would 100% wear those shitty gamer t-shirts the other day

[nederlandsespoorwegen]

they should schedule some free time on the rails so my friends and me can travel from Eijsden to Eemshaven on railbikes. Trains don't run on time during the vacation anyway and i think we deserve a little treat