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scoonsaliciousupdates · 4 months

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5.3 Lily

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Summary: Lily McIntyre, trainer for new SHIELD recruits at the Avengers Tower, has been in love with her best friend, Bucky Barnes, from the moment she met him. She's been content with her role of the #1 girl in Bucky's life, even if it means she has to sabotage a romantic relationship or two. It'll be worth it when he realizes that they're meant for each other, right? There's just one small problem: Lily McIntire never expected Bucky Barnes to fall for You.

Warnings: (For this part only; see Story Masterlist for general Warnings) Language,

Word Count: 500

Previously On...: Bucky got a call from Lily, wanting to know where he was. He lied to her, of course. That definitely won't come back to bite him in the ass.

A/N: Sorry this is so late going up! Had a last-minute Mother's Day dinner with the family, and then some quality time with @cazellen, and when you add on an hour+ drive each way, it ended up eating my entire evening. But! I wouldn't leave you hanging, so here is today's update, just... six hours late :(

Also, PLEASE NOTE: There is one more section of Chapter 5 to go up tomorrow, and then I will be taking a one-week break from posting so I can focus on writing. So, Chapter 6 will start on Sunday, May 19th. I probably will not be as active on here as I normally am, so if you send me a message and I don't respond right away, it's because I'm busy making more content for you!

NOTE! The tag list is a fickle bitch, so I'm not really going to be dealing with it anymore. If you want to be notified when new story parts drop, please follow @scoonsaliciousupdates

Thank you to all those who have been reading; if you like what you've read, likes, comments, and reblogs give me life, and I truly appreciate them, and you!

Lily clutched her phone to her chest, shocked. Something was wrong. Something was very, very wrong. He had lied to her. She couldn’t believe it. Her best friend had lied to her about what he was doing and who he was with.

She hadn’t planned on coming to the Compound that night– she’d realized she’d forgotten some files in her office that she needed to look over before she went back to work on Monday, and had just stopped in to pick them up. She figured, since she was there, she might as well go see what Bucky and Sam were up to. She didn’t want to crash their boys’ night, per se, but if they happened to invite her to join them? Well, how could she refuse such an invitation?

That’s why it came as such a shock when she rounded the corner to the rec room and saw Sam and Steve, in front of the large television, watching football together, and Bucky nowhere in sight. She hung back for a few moments, giving him the benefit of the doubt, that maybe he’d been in the bathroom, or in the kitchen grabbing snacks. But when fifteen minutes went by, then thirty, and Bucky still hadn’t shown himself, she began to worry.

She was about to barge into the room and demand answers from Sam and Steve, when she heard them talking during a commercial break.

“So, how do you think the date’s going?” Steve asked Sam.

“Knowing Tin Man, I’d usually say ‘terribly,’” Sam said with a laugh, “but this girl seems to actually like him, so who the hell knows? I guess it depends on what time he comes home tonight… or tomorrow morning, doesn’t it?”

Lily brought a hand to her mouth to stifle her gasp as she backed away from the entrance to the rec room.

No. No, no, no, no, no, she thought. He wouldn’t do this, wouldn’t just start seeing someone without telling her, warning her, would he?

So, she’d called him.

“I promised Sam we’d do guys’ night,” he’d told her at brunch, the lie coming so smoothly off his lips. But she’d heard a woman’s voice on the line with him.

Lies.

And then, he’d snapped “I already told you what I was doing… You don’t have to keep checking up on me.” He’d never used that exasperated tone with her before. Never. And to just hang up on her, without even a proper goodbye?

She felt hurt. She felt betrayed. In their years of friendship, Bucky had never lied to her before, had he? And why? Why now? Who was this girl, and what was so fucking special about her that Bucky felt the need to lie to his best friend about her?

Lily felt like she was going to be sick.

She needed to find out who this mystery woman was, immediately. And she needed to do everything in her power to make sure Bucky never saw her again.

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#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky x you #bucky x reader #bucky fanfic #bucky barnes #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky x female reader #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes fanfiction #james bucky buchanan barnes #james buchanan barnes #mcu bucky barnes #james barnes

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spacebaby1 · 2 months

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Hello!. Keep up with the good posts, i really love them. 💕👍

How about a Ran x gf reader

Maybe her messing around with his baton while he isn't looking and accidentally hitting herself while pretending to beat up people. How is she going to explain to him what happened while he was out for a bit and sees the bruise on her forehead?. And her taking a long time to confess since she feels embarrassed for playing with it in the first place.

Enjoy!!

"I'll be heading out, darling," Ran reached to kidd your forehead from where he stood behind the couch. You nodded with a smile, "Call me if you need anything, okay, babe."

"I will babe! Take care Ran."

Usually you'd stay away from his 'work office' because you just don't want to mess around his things and make his work harder than it already is however today you were bored and nothing on you phone or the TV was entertaining so you decided to take a peek in his office maybe something fun there?

You know what he does for work, and he doesn't hide anything from you at all. Slowly opening the doors to his office, you entered, and a bunch of files were placed on the table alongside his laptop. You huffed as you walked around and noticed his signature weapon, his baton. A grin flashed on your lips as you grabbed the shiny baton; it was heavy, and you were surprised how Ran carried it around, swinging it like it's nothing more than a feather. You tried to swing it around, and it made you feel like you were powerful, running to grab one of Ran's blazer. you put it on and pretended to be him. Walking in the room as you swang the baton from side to side, pretending that question someone, "So tell me, Mr. Evil man, where is the money? I know you know about it," you pointed the baton to the empty spot in front of you and chuckled shaking your hair, "No no you don't fool me, you-" you were trying to place the baton on your shoulder but it hit you right on the face; on your forehead and left eye. "Son of a bitch!" You yelped in pain dropping the baton on the floor as you held your eye, "ouch! Ahhh, that hurt," you cried stamping your feet on the floor.

Making your way downstairs to the kitchen you grabbed the ice pack placing it on your eye and forehead as tears rolled down your face; you really had no one to blame, this is exactly why you don't mess around with things because of how clumsy you are. Falling on the couch, you sighed as your phone rang. It was Ran, "Hello, my princess, just calling to tell you that I might get home super late, okay darling?" You hummed in response, "everything alright, my princess?" You hummed again, "Yes love everything is fine, I love you." You heard him chuckle, "I love you more, princess."

A few hours later, the pain was slowing down, and you were finally able to breathe a little bit of relief. You went to the bathroom to wash your face for the day and the yelp you let out when you saw your reflection in the mirror was horrifying; your eyes was bruised and so was your forehead, a small bump had formed on your forehead turning all shades of grean and purple while your eyes looked like you've been punched. You groaned as you used all the ice in the freezer to make the bruises heal, but it was no good. You knew Ran would probably laugh at you if he saw you. You were in the kitchen when you heard the front door open and shut, "shit!" You whispered before running to the bathroom. "Baby? I'm home!" You heard Ran's voice echo in, and you hissed at the sight of your in the bathroom mirror and heard his footsteps, "princess? Are you in the bathroom?" He knocked the door, and you cursed quietly, "Ah, yes, Ran. I'll be out soon. You said you'll be late?" You opened your hair, dropping your bangs as much as you could hide the bump and the bruise. "Yeah, Rindou took over the rest of the work, I brought dinner come out so we can eat, baby. I wanna kiss my princess, I missed you so much, Baby?"

"Yeah, let me just wash my hands," you replied, making sure your face was hidden before you left the bathroom. You faked a yawn as you left the bathroom and Ran met you in the hallway reaching for a hug and you Usually wait for his kiss on you forehead but today you just hugged his quickly and dodged his kiss and let go of his hug the moment you hugged him, "did you just dodge my kiss, princess?" He followed after you grabbing your hand, pulling you to him, but you won't look at him. His brows frowned when he noticed you were hiding your face from him. Which immediately sent a warning in his mind, "Hey, Sweetie? What's wrong? Did I do something? You're not looking at me." You tried to move your face every time he tried to look at it from any side, "what? No? Let's go ea-"

"Hey, baby." He grabbed your hand and pulled you to his chest before carefully placing his hands on your cheeks, and you hissed, "What baby! You are scaring me wh-AHH WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR EYE! OH MY, BABY! WHO HURT YOU?" He was panicking at the sight of your face, bruised, his eyes scanning your eye and forehead, "WHO DID THIS? WHAT HAPPENED?" His immediate response was to softly kiss your face where it wasn't hurt. He thought someone had hurt you, and he wasn't there to protect you. As you watched him placing kisses on your face asking you about who hurt you and you could feel his heart beating fast since you had your hands on his chest. "No one, Ran, honey. No one hurt me. Please calm down, your hearts beating so fast." You placed your head on his chest. He placed his hand on the side of your head, "Then what happened? Your face is all bruised!" You chuckled awkwardly as you pulled away, rubbing the back of your head you spoke feeling embarrassed, "well, I kinda got carried away playing with your baton and well, i kinda slapped myself with it, ACCIDENTALLY! I'm sorry I shouldn't be playing around with your weap-"

"You almost gave me a heart attack, my princess. Does it still hurt? That damn baton I'm gonna throw it away, how reckless of me to leave it around like that, fuck I'm such an idiot." He groaned and you took his hands in yours making his look at you. "Baby, it's my fault not yours, don't call yourself idiot. I'm the one who went snooping in your office, I'm so sorry, are you mad?" He sighed carefully cupping your face and leaning to your level, "I'm not mad my princess. I'm so freaking worried, are you in pain? Come on I'll take you to the hospital." He grabbed your hand and you followed behind, "I'll be fine. Few more ice packs and i-"

"No, princess, what if you got a concussion or internal bleeding? I'm making sure you're safe and sound or I'll die of worry." You chuckled at how worried he was getting, and yet here you thought he'll laugh at you for getting a bump with the baton.

#ran tokyo revengers #ran haitani x you #ran haitani x reader #ran haitani #ran headcanons #ran haitani x y/n

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dotmander · 1 year

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How To Get Your Character Models Out Of A Game: Tips And Tricks For Bitches That Have Never Used Blender

(it's me, i'm bitches)

(also ignore how messy that lighting is it's 1am and i should have been asleep hours ago. he's there for proof of concept 💕)

a couple people (specifically @forsaken-constellation and @ratasum) asked for a tutorial on how to rip models out of the game. this is not that, but it is a compilation of resources i used to learn about ripping, blender, and 3d modeling in general. i desperately wanted a post like this to exist when i was trying to figure this out, so here we go! all the resources below are completely free, with the exception of a link to the patreon of the person that created ninjaripper.

disclaimers:

there are probably more efficient ways to do the things i am doing. i watched a tutorial to learn shortcuts and then skipped to character models. if you have tips to add, corrections to make, or other thoughts, please feel free to share! i'll link to your post here. ^^

i do not know if any of this will get your account banned. i've ripped several models, so i'm going to assume it's fine as long as you don't try to make money off of it. use your best judgment, be an adult, etc etc etc

last updated: june 30, 2024

PROGRAMS & WEBSITES

ninjaripper 1.7.1 - there's a newer version on the creator's patreon, presumably with support for newer versions of blender and fewer bugs, but i haven't tried that

blender 2.79 - the import addon that comes with ninjaripper 1.7.1 is outdated for the current version of blender (3.5 as of this post), so 2.79 is needed to combine the .RIP files into a .BLEND (blender) file

noesis - ninjaripper saves your textures as .DDS files, noesis lets you view them and export them as .PNGs

blender 3.5 (optional?) - i just like it better than 2.79. if you're completely new it might not matter to you. all of the tutorials linked later are for later versions, though.

mixamo (optional) - rigs your character for you and lets you put them in Situations (like my guy above.) there's a whole library of free animations and poses you can try!

TUTORIALS

how to use ninjaripper - most of what you need to know about actually ripping the files and using ninjaripper is covered here. do not skip this one.

how to use blender 3.5 - full disclosure i haven't finished this series because it's uhhhh many hours long. but if you are a complete newbie to blender, i do recommend at least the first few videos; you'll learn about shortcuts that will make your life easier, how to unfuck your model when it fucks itself for no reason, and different terms that will help you google things you don't know later on. possibly he even covers some of the things i'm about to link! anyway.

what's a uv map?

how to apply textures

how to apply bump maps (note: for our purposes, you wouldn't add a color ramp node, you would add an image node with your bump map, and attach it to the bump node as the person does in the video)

there should be stuff here about weight painting, cloth physics, emission maps (makes your sylvari glow), and other stuff, but um. i haven't figured those out <3

TIPS

TURN UP YOUR GRAPHICS BEFORE YOU RIP - if you don't, you might end up missing certain textures/glows/etc. HOWEVER, you should turn animations down, because apparently high animation can make your meshes misplace themselves

rip from the character select screen, rather than an instance, because you will have 100 meshes to sort through instead of 1400. i am not exaggerating either of those numbers. if you are new to blender, please love yourself and start with character select.

your textures will be fucked up the first time you try to apply them. this is because the UV maps (the things that tell your textures where to go) of your models are flipped upside down in relation to the texture image. you can flip them back over manually, ooooor you can just flip the entire texture file in something like CSP or photoshop.

for some reason all eyes are red in the texture files. i have not figured out why. i recommend editing the .PNG to have the correct eye color before applying the texture.

that's all i can think of for now - if you have other questions, feel free to shoot them my way, although i can't promise i'll have a straight answer ^^;;

mixamo only works for humanoid characters with tight clothing (or without clothing at all). if you try to use it to rig a charr or asura, or someone with a skirt or big sleeves, you will most likely be disappointed.

2024 edit: sometimes parts of hair meshes just...disappear. i have no idea why. if you can figure it out please let me know LMAO

information from bookahlogy about character proportions, fixing normals, and other fun tips

#i dunno how to tag this so i simply Won't 💕#original #3d things

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yuri-is-online · 10 months

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Sometimes the Wallpaper is Just Yellow: A Heartslabyul Color Analysis

This research was inspired by this post by @mothman-files! I am so sorry for @ing you please let me know if you want me to remove it and I will do so ASAP. Thank you for sending my head into a tail spin, I've learned a lot of stuff.

After reading mothman's musings, you might be thinking to yourself like I did: "hey, there is something familiar about red, blue, yellow, and green color coding." And it is, as mothman correctly points out in the notes of their post it is an extremely common trope in anime. The reason was both exactly and not not at all what I expected after I resurfaced from this little detour I took from fic writing.

How well do you know the colors of your oni? Because that's more important than card suits for this particular trope, but to make it all make sense I am going to go through each of the Heartslabyul boys one by one saving Cater for last. With that being said, pack your bags and grab some beans we are going to learn some meditation techniques.

Setsubun and the Beaning of Life

No seriously. It all relates back to beans. As a refresher for those unaware, Setsubun is a Japanese festival celebrated at the start February, the day before spring starts on the Japanese Lunar calendar. It is typically part of Lunar New Year celebrations today, and if you know anything about it from anime you probably know that it's that holiday where the Japanese throw beans at demons to chase them away so they can start the new year without their evil influences. What kind of evil influences? Well according to Buddhist belief there are five main ones that are referred to as the five hindrances: sensory desire (i.e. greed), ill-will (i.e. anger), disquietude (i.e. anxiety), sloth (i.e. unable to make decisions), and doubt (i.e. self explanatory).

Now why is this all relevant? Well I saw it repeated again and again, on some articles about Setsuban that the oni who appear during the festival are COLOR CODED and fucking finally thanks to this beautiful, beautiful person called Matthew Meyer (the Yokai Guy) on Patreon of all places! I found out why. Because a professor of History named Yagi Tōru said so and I am inclined to believe as he is the president of the World Oni Study Society! Which is a thing! And he has written textbooks?!?! I get that this might be a tangent but it is important to me you understand I am not pulling this out of my ass, there is scholarship on this I am not lying to you. So what are those colors?

Red Oni (Greed) Blue Oni (Anger)

The only reason I even tried looking at this angle was because of these two. Everyone say thank you to Aduece. You might have heard "the Red Oni Who Cried" folktale in an anime or two (My Love Story is the first that comes to mind for me) and it is thought to have spawned a sort of character trope in anime. There's a hot headed red coded character and their intellectual blue bestie, or maybe they're twins (FFXIV and Tokyo Rev jump to mind), one of them jumps first and the other asks all sorts of questions, both now and later. When I first saw Aduece I thought they were a clever twist on that trope because they're both trying to fit those color molds but... aren't really making it.

Ace wants to portray himself as an easygoing guy who doesn't think too much about things, but we know that's not true. He is extremely smart, he just refuses to put in maximum effort unless forced. I don't think it's too much of a stretch to classify him as greedy either, but when you are sharing the stage with Azul it can be easy to forget that greed isn't always accompanied by a great work ethic. Ace cheats at cards, makes a deal for a study guide he doesn't need, and sucks up to his senpai's all to make things easier on himself. What he actually needs to do is work bitch and when he does that and only then will he realize his true potential.

Deuce, poor ex-delinquent Deuce. He does think about things before he does them and constantly lectures Ace for just doing whatever he wants without thinking, but he is far from naturally intelligent and prone to outbursts of anger. As soon as he looses his temper, he also looses his rational thought, but he accepts that about himself. That's what allows him to discover his unique magic, he knows he has his own sort of intelligence and is determined to work on what he does not.

Green Oni (Sloth)

I don't really think it is revolutionary to say Trey is a bit of a slacker when it comes to addressing interpersonal issues. He finds it easier to try and keep the peace or manage the fallout than directly address the problem at hand, and he is resistant to doing additional work not assigned by his housewarden. Or required by the school, just look at how "excited" he was to be a starsender. If he was any more unhinged he would have started throwing hands. Sloth as a sin isn't strictly just about being lazy. Apathy, a lack of reaction towards something like say, your friend's control freak tendencies that is clearly him acting out his own trauma can qualify as sloth.

I would like to add, though, that I don't really think it was Trey's responsibility to tell Riddle he was going overboard. That should have been Crowley's job, but that's another post. For now just take green as a sign of dodging emotions and let's go.

Yellow Oni (Disquietude)

As pointed out by mothman-files, Cater is supposed to be yellow, but he is more often portrayed with reds and oranges, pinks even, than yellow. Like them, I don't think it is a coincidence he is associated with orange when that's what happens when you mix red and yellow together. Cater is taking on what he perceives to be the identity of his dorm, and he is extremely dissatisfied, disquieted, and anxious because of that.

Something I think should be considered, NRC freshmen are sixteen years old. Cater is a third year, he's spent around two and a half years at NRC, two and a half years that were relatively stable compared to what he tells us about his previous schooling. I think that he has some genuine dissonance in him that is getting harder for him to ignore because he has played this role longer than the ones he has played previously. Cater the Heartslabyul student, the NRC mage, that is who he is now, and I wonder if he knows how he got to this point or if he feels like he just woke up in someone else's body someday and doesn't know if he likes it.

What's worse is I think he does like his friends, and he is suddenly confronted with how little they actually know about him, what could be more anxiety inducing than that.

Black Oni? (Press X to Doubt)

I don't think Riddle is meant to be the black oni, but I do think it's interesting that the color black is associated with doubt and loss of ones convictions when that is essentially both the cause and color of an overblot. Idia and S.T.Y.X. seem to be focused on emotion + extreme magic use to be what's causing the blot... but the more I roll chapter 7 and all the reading I did for this post around in my head it seems to me that overblots like the ones at NRC seem to be tied to a loss of identity and the shattering of one's perceived reality.

I would also like to mention that I have no idea if any of the cited folklore has anything to do with Yana Toboso's mindset when she created these characters. She seems to be someone who does a lot of research and thinks deeply about symbolism, but this color coding and its associated vices can be found in a lot of anime. She could have just picked up on it from that.

I hope you found this descent into madness informative, and if not at least entertaining. Thank you for your time, I am going to go eat a cookie.

Semi Unrelated Fun Facts:

A lot of this brainrot was inspired by Amnesia, as I stated in a post I already made, but I also was thinking about the song YELLOW by Yoh Kamiyama which I don't fully understand the meaning of, but think it is supposedly about being trapped in a false reality from some of the things I've read.

Back to Amnesia, the yellow diamond in that Visual Novel (I haven't watched the anime adaptation because they did my man Kieth dirty) is the yandere route. Which made me start to think about how often yellow is used as a color for characters with identity issues, like Sailor Venus from Sailor Moon and Amu from Sugo Chara! and led to... this mess

According to this thing I found while trying to look for the professor Yagi Tōru he has a son who is a male voice actor???? I don't have time to look this up someone else do it please.

Please check out the Yokai Guy. You can join his patreon for free, his art is lovely and he saved my sanity. I cannot read Japanese so I almost didn't bother saying anything about this because I knew I wouldn't be able to provide an academic source for it, and that's important to me as someone who has a love of history. Also he has a kick-starter up for an illustrated book of folklore, did I mention his art is lovely?

And lastly a lovely hello to @somany-fandoms-solittle-time who kindly asked to be tagged in this post (つ≧▽≦)つ I hope you liked it.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #cater diamond #trey clover #ace trappola #deuce spade #riddle rosehearts

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destinymanticor · 2 months

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↓damn this has been in drafts since March

Well, I’ll post it without editing

So I haven’t posted anything here for quite some time. That's why these sketches Some AU headcanons for Morro

-I'll add links later-

1 Morro-Kitsune This is what he looks around season 11 I don't know what to do with Wojira here 😆 I’m in 2021 (there is a file with the date 04/21) I’ve still started this

The skin seems greenish, it seems to me, but no The team will come to terms with him between season 10-12 I'm wondering if it's possible to do a funny scene with Akita/formlings

2 Morro the Wizard Was a man - became a ghost, not entirely because of death Somewhere there was a list with changes to the order of seasons for AU Technically a 2-3 character, but co-main in his arc/season

Yes, I didn’t bother with the skin in this AU. Burned a bunch of old Talmuds, stole and lost a bunch of artifacts 1 of 5 "brothers" (+ Bansha), but they soon got sick

Chronologically over 70, physically-hormonally-emotionally 19-20 For loved ones, the type of idiot brother/That uncle responsible for the fact that artifacts are lying around everywhere, like in Rapunzel

3 Morro fairies Blah blah blah, fairies and specialist girls The Smiths are definitely specialists, and Zane and Nelson are fairies Lloyd will still have dragon features

Older than he looks, oh, an overgrown teenager again Abnormal pallor, normal eyes are not green I don’t know what to call it, but the closest thing is cracks

The same meme Morro in normal transformation Preeminent: Young man, are you going out into the world? Morro in evil fairy-witch form P: Oh yes bitch

4 Morro associated with Wojira In Seabound he will go to the depths Another AU where Wu much selfishness and doesn't let go of the idiot

He has a lot of scars, like from burns, but I understand that they don’t look like that The color is normal, but may tan more Nya once cut her hair like this (before season 8)

I just left my eyes like that

If you're interested in listening I can draw and write notes again

#ninjago #ninjago au #lego #lego ninjago #ninjago morro #morro #winx #art #sketch #krita #post #the young kitsune au #child of the storm au #ninja knight au

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fuck-customers · 9 months

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Oh I have fucking HAD IT with this disrespectful condescending ass bitch!

This one manager has been rude and disrespectful to all of us employees-talking down to us, rolling her eyes when we ask questions, responding to everything we say to her with an incredibly disrespectful tone of voice, treating us like we're all braindead since day 1 of her being hired here. (She claims she's worked at this company for 10+ years, but I doubt it, considering how often she fucks up and how she still hasn't learned to treat employees with basic respect)

I was going to report her to HR last week, but I chickened out when I discovered that I'd have to input my personal information (full name, employee number, etc) with the report. (We don't have an in-house HR person. If we want to report something to HR, we have to email them. I personally have never filed a report, so I'ma littleunsure on the details, but I do know that when I attempted to file a report, I had to log into my work account with my employee number to access the email) But now I'm like fuck it. I have HAD IT.

A short list of things this bitch has done:

•Rolled her eyes and made a "blah blah blah" hand gesture when a new hire asked a question over the radio on multiple occasions.

•Knew a piece of equipment was charging incorrectly and didn't put a note on it or anything and didn't let me know (it was doing that thing that old phones do where you have to leave it at a VERY specific 45° angle for it to charge correctly) and then waited until I used the machines to snap at me for using it when it's supposed to be charging...when she never communicated that to me at all.

•In general, purposely doesn't communicate and then snaps at employees (or maybe just me specifically) for messing up something she was working on...without ever communicating that.

•Refuses to answer employees' calls for backup over the radio when she is clearly not busy.

•Will nitpick and belittle employees for extremely minor mistakes in front of other employees and customers. (Almost everyone on the crew is a new hire within the past few months + management doesn't train them)

•Also talks to customers in the same condescending tone as she talks to us employees in. (Like if a customer accidentally uses the wrong word for a product, she'll give them a condescending ass grammar lesson. This is not a real example, but if a customer wanted wood stain, but forgot the correct word for it and just asked for "wood paint" or "wood color" and one could reasonably piece together what they wanted, instead of just showing the customer the fucking wood stain, she would say something along the lines of "well we don't carry wood paint, we have acrylic paint and wood stain" and the customer would be like "oh yes, wood stain. That's what I meant" and she would say "well why didn't you just SAY that?")

And last of what I could think of + the thing that pushed me over the edge enough to seriously consider reporting her to HR, I don't even care if my name is attached anymore:

•Yelled at me for...using the wrong clear tape? There was no scotch tape in my department, only packing tape and I quickly needed to tape a product and used the packing tape instead. She yelled at me about it when 1. I'm too busy being the only employee running this department to look for scotch tape and 2. The spare scotch tape is kept in a cabinet in the office that only keholder management can access. Guess what she is?

Posted by admin Rodney.

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deathsbestgirl · 2 months

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i understand people don't like chris carter. that he said & did things that were shitty & pointed at fans. i didn't experience it in real time, and i haven't experienced it now because i literally don't care. but i was in ouat fandom, an ugly ugly fandom on all sides. and i was part of that ugliness. it ruined any enjoyment i got from it. so much of it was shitting on the writers for "destroying ships" or not making a ship canon. and it's just so stupid. and all i can say is, i just have no interest in talking about him and having him shoehorned into txt discussions where he was never brought up in the original post. bitch about him all you want, but there's no reason to do it on meta posts when someone has stated many, many times he doesn't have anything to do with what they're talking about. who never typed his name until person after person brought him up. yeah, he created & wrote the show. but that doesn't mean he has anything to do with how people see the show & talk about it. my friend said something really interesting to me about writing, that's both wonderful & terrible:

I do love when someone gets an entirely different message from my writing than I was intending. it's like revealing parts of my thinking that are more subconscious to me bc they're picking up on something I wrote but didn't even realize

and yeah, he said some shitty things but he still created them and wrote an incredible relationship, whether their romance was on screen or not. he's also said some of the most beautiful things about mulder & scully and the x files. it's his show. being told what to write by a bunch of msr obsessed fans must have been exhausting and frustrating and...well it's one reason i have such a hard time even attempting to write fic, that i know i'll never even share lol

it's been thirty years. time to let it go. there are so many other things to talk about. even with msr. and if you want to talk about it, go for it!! i'm sure you'll find plenty of people who do want to talk about it. just make your own post. the beauty of social media, and especially tumblr.

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ㅤㅤⵌ ׄ ۪ 𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐁 𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐑 ⁰⁰ ׄ ⑅ CEW ‌˖ ֺ ᰮ

— DESCRIPTION ੭ in which they learn about the woman mr cha eunwoo bagged... and she's far more than just the owner of south korea's hottest club.

— PAIRING ੭ cha eunwoo x fem!aston!driver.

— FILE ੭ social media au.

— SERIES ੭ "WAIT...THEY MAKE SENSE !?"

— WARNINGS ੭ language.

— FACE CLAIM ੭ lisa of BLACKPINK.

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mj_7.7.7 no one ask me anything.

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user lee dongmin, a damn explanation would be nice 😭... what happened to hello, how are you ?

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↳ user guys, we can't just assume that's y/n just because it's her club, u literally can't see shit on the picture 😭

ddana_yoon where's my pic creds ???

ddana_yoon no ? okay.

ddana_yoon ynusername, tell eunwoo hyung to give me creds or I'll expose ur relationship.

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oh okay 😭

MOTHER !?

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astonmartinf1 and that's p1 in miami !!! all hail the aston princess, because she's done it again 💚👑 (btw, have u checked out ClubSeoular_official yet ???)

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ynusername let's gooooo !!! 💚

user l/n has literally scored p1 for five years IN A ROW in Miami, that track is her bitch and no one can convince me otherwise ✋[ liked by ynusername ]

eunwoo.o_c 😍😍😍

user WAIT DID YA'LL SEE EUNWOO AT THE RACE 😭

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↳ user ALL WEEK !?!? you mean to tell me he was there for sprints AND quali and I NEVER NOTICED 😀😃

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eunwoo.o_c so incredibly proud of you my love, i always am 💚

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user excuse me while I go cry in that cold and dark corner for a sec

ynusername my whole support system, I love you so much chacha 💋

↳ eunwoo.o_c I love you more princess 🥰

↳ user chacha ??? nah that's actually really cute 😭

user they're literally both the most randomest, and adorable couple of the century.

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dachshund-games · 2 years

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Ok I've seen nothing but countless theories about puppet history lately but here's my it's-not-10pm-and-im-actually-coherent take

See this box right here? This generator looking bitch? Well, she's got a tube that's connected to the stage. The professor was being really defensive about it AND we got that close up of the box. She's gonna be important I can feel it.

Next: What's up with the professor's lighting? Does it seem more red than normal? I went back and looked through some old episodes and in the beginning it's always more of a purpleish blue. Even across seasons this lighting stays the same. Like look at these two shots. The first is from the Pinkerton episode, the second is from the new one. The new one even seems more washed out and less rich than the other.

Next, the glitch at 13:11. When I first saw it I thought it was my computer being weird, but then I went back and saw it happen again. I've looked at that glitch so many times. While this may be completely incorrect, the colors of the glitch kinda match the colors of Asmodeus. And if it's not that, it's a glitch in the power supply from that generator and our little blue ballsack is a hologram or something similar. For the life of me I can't get a sc of the glitch so just go back and watch it.

Now, the weird voice at 13:50 (and other places). I saw someone else say that this is a genie voice, and I honestly can't tell if he's impersonating the noise the algorithm machine makes or that the genie (or whatever thing is controlling the professor) fucked up talking for a sec and he went haywire.

Now, this may just be me, or does the professor look more sinister this season? We know he has a weird fascination with flesh but something about the eyes seem wrong. Under the lighting in the theater they look completely red as opposed to their normal brown. I don't think that they're using a different puppet but who knows.

And, at 20:09, Ryan says "You know a lot about ghosts, professor." and the professor replies "Yeah, yeah I do." Now, this may just be another callback to ghost files, but also, could the professor be a ghost himself? Or met ghosts when he was canonically dead?

ALSO, RYAN WON? But, I went through the video (and while I may have counted wrong) Sara got 4 points while Ryan only got 3. Is this going to be a pattern where Ryan always wins?

In conclusion, I didn't cover every single thing in this post, and I might not, but here are my takes for now. More episodes are gonna have to come out to know for sure about some of these things, and I am very excited for when they do.

#puppet history #watcher #shane and ryan #sara rubin #the professor #shane madej #ryan begara #theory #s5 #analysis #idk tho #we be wildin

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silver138 · 3 months

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Perfectly Flawed - Chapter 5

word count - 2.1k warnings - cursing

Summary: Lina deals with car alarms and caffeine.

I'm jolted awake by a car horn blaring. I blearily check the time, noting it's 3:23 am. I jam my pillow over my head to block out the sound, which thankfully stops after a minute. I'm just about ready to snuggle in for more sleep when it starts up again. God dammit, these alarms are a pain in the ass. Where the hell is the car owner?! Just as I'm about to get up and see which car is going off, it stops again. It's blessedly silent for about 5 minutes when it starts up again. "Oh, fuck this, I'm going to Joe's!" I hear Val hiss outside my bedroom door.

"Lina, you want to come with me? It should be quiet, and I'm sure you can crash on Joe's couch until this asshole turns his car alarm off." Val says, poking her head into my room. I turn my lamp on and wave her away.

"No, you go ahead, I don't think I'll be able to get to sleep, even if it is quiet. Tell Joe I say 'hi'." I tell her, rubbing my eyes.

She shrugs and says, "Suit yourself. See you later." After a minute or two of hearing her rummage for her car keys, I hear the apartment door close, Val bitching about the alarm the whole time.

Horn still shrieking outside, I sigh and get out of bed, grabbing my glasses as I go. Might as well start on some coffee before I start getting ready for work. After setting up the coffee maker, I grab the next book in the series and put it in my purse. After a moment, I get a post-it note to put on my bookmark, writing the page number I'm on. As I wait for the coffee to finish brewing, I look through my other books, picking out the few classics I have that I know I want to read and placing one in my purse. I also grabbed the next two books in The Dresden Files and set it on my desk for tomorrow. Finally hearing the sound of the coffee finishing its percolating, I turn off the machine and grab myself a cup, pouring it in. After prepping it to drink, I take a sip and realize the alarm is silent.

Of fucking course, after I get coffee...jackass car owner... Grumbling to myself, I sit on my couch and flip through channels. As I sip my coffee, I check the time every once in a while. Once I'm done with my first cup, I make one more and start getting ready. Since I have more than enough time to get ready, I take a thorough shower. Once I get out and sip at my coffee, I blow-dry and straighten my hair, remarking at how much easier it stays straight. Huh, gonna have to remember that for later... Finishing my coffee, I figure I might as well eat breakfast at home for a change, making something decent instead of quick.

Halfway through eating, my phone alarm goes off. I sourly trudge back into the bathroom to turn it off and take it with me as I go back to finish breakfast. Cleaning up, I head into the bathroom to brush my teeth, before heading into my closet to find today's outfit. Quickly finding something cute and professional, I head back into the bathroom to put in my contacts and do my makeup. After making sure I don't look as sleep-deprived as I am, I slowly walk around and finish getting ready.

Checking the time again, I see I'm only about half an hour ahead of schedule now, so I head out and get the biggest cup of coffee Starbucks has to offer. Sipping a heavily sweetened Venti, I walk instead of running to the Metro for a change, taking in the scenery on the way. Sitting on an empty bench, I start on the book that I've brought, Frankenstein. After reading the first few pages, the train rolls up, and I board. I see Spencer sitting, reading his book. I tiredly say, "Hey, Doc-Spencer. Sorry."

He looks up and asks, "Hi, and sorry for what?"

I sigh and say, "I keep going to call you 'doctor', but every time I start to, I remember you'd rather be called by your name, instead of your title."

He gives me a small smile and says, "I don't mind. I mean, I've had worse nicknames. Besides, it's...different, but not...not a bad different."

I smile back and say, "Well, still. Oh, here, the next two books." and hand them to him.

"Oh, thanks..." he says, putting them in his bag. "Wait, aren't you reading the one currently?" he asks.

I hold up Frankenstein and tell him, "Got that covered for the time being."

"Oh! Speaking of," he starts, pulling a folded piece of paper from his bag and handing it to me. "I, uh, I-I made a list of some books. I-I remember you saying you wanted to read Frankenstein," as he gestures to the book in my hands. "And just...went from there. I tried to list books that would be in the same vein..."

Opening the paper, I look over the list. Holy shit, this guy does not half-ass things, does he? "I, uh, I-I also made sure to list the author, e-even for the-the obvious ones, just to, um, stay consistent..." he stammers out.

I grin and say, "This is...intensely thorough. I love it, thank you, Spencer."

He flushes and hesitantly says, "O-oh, um, y-you're welcome, Lina." Slipping both the paper and my book in my bag, I take a long drink from my coffee.

"Hey, uh, there's coffee at work, right?" I ask Spencer.

"Um, yeah. Why, didn't sleep?" he says, putting away the book he was reading.

"Not really. A car alarm kept going off, it was so bad, my roommate went to her boyfriend's to get more sleep..." I explained.

Spencer winces and nods. "Yeah, there's coffee. I can't say it's the best, but it has caffeine, so it does what it's supposed to..." he jokes. He signals for the train to stop and says, "Well, this is us." After the train stops, we exit and walk to the building, making small talk along the way.

After entering the building and stepping into the elevator, I take a drink of my coffee and turn to ask Spencer, "So, how was your night?"

"O-oh, um, q-quiet," he responds.

"That's good. Quiet evenings are the best, just...chill and do whatever. Read, watch something, just...exist." I say with a small smile. The doors ding open, and we walk together til we have to go our respective ways. "Hey, um, did you want to have lunch again? Maybe continue talking about books?" I ask Spencer, slightly nervous.

"I-y-yeah, see you at lunch!" he says, a little flustered. Grinning, I walk into Penelope's office and set my stuff down.

"You're sure in a good mood today. Did you have a nice night?" Penelope says, turning her chair around.

"Nope!" I say with a smile. "I'm going to be running on caffeine and spite today, buuuut I'm gonna be having lunch with Spencer again, so, uh, I'd say it's worth it." I finish with a long sip of my coffee.

She grins and says, "Making it a regular thing, huh? Nice work, Lina!"

I flush and sit down, saying, "Yeah, well, what can I say, I like talking to him. I guess he likes discussing books with me."

She gives a grin and turns back, quietly saying, "Yeah. Sure. Books..."

Grabbing a folder, my MP3 player, and headphones, I turn to her and ask, "Oh, um, is it ok, if after, like, one or two of these, I go get more coffee? I have a feeling I'm gonna need it..."

Penelope nods and says, "Yeah, sure. Let me know, and we can go get some together, 'kay?"

I smile at her and say, "Okay. Thanks, Penny!" and we get started on transcribing. As I make my way through the first case file, I finish my coffee, throwing the empty cup away.

Between the caffeine rushing through me and the music flowing into my ears, I make quick work of the task, finishing two folders by about 10 am. Pausing my music and standing up to do some stretching, Penny turns her head and says, "I'll be right there, give me, like, 5 minutes." I smile and nod, continuing to loosen my muscles and get the blood flowing again. Penelope stands up and says, "Ready?"

"Yup!" I chirp out, following her to the little kitchen area. Elle and JJ are there, and they greet us as we walk over.

"How are you doing, my lovelies?" Penny says, grabbing some coffee and leaning against the counter as I try to get my coffee. I fill a styrofoam cup and grab a few packs of sugar and a spoon. I start opening the packs and dumping them into the cup while stirring. I turn and stand over by Penny as I take a sip, making a face as I realize it's still too bitter. I head back to grab another packet or two of sugar and turn around to all three of them looking at me.

"What?" I say as I add the packets into my cup.

Elle asks, "Rough night?" I nod, and Penny pipes up, "Yeah, you mentioned that earlier. What happened?"

I shrug and explain, "Just...some asshole's car alarm kept going off at, like, 3:30 in the morning. I couldn't get back to sleep, hence, all the coffee..." They all nod in understanding. Derek comes over then, pouring himself a cup of coffee.

"I don't know what made him change his mind, but Reid asked me for a ride when we go to O'Keefe's this weekend," Derek said, drinking his coffee.

Penny lightly squealed, "Really?! How..." Then she looks over at me, a small dorky smile on my face, and she smiles and says, "I should have known. How'd you manage that, Lina?"

"M-me?! I didn't...ok, I may have said I'd probably make an idiot of myself while singing, and did he really want to miss something that ridiculous..." I said, face flushing.

"Ah-ah, I think someone's a little sweet on the doctor..." Elle says with a smile.

Freezing momentarily, I quickly shift my face to look as neutral as I can and say, "Well, if we're going to a place to socialize, why wouldn't I want to get to know as many co-workers at once while I can?"

Elle and JJ walk away, quietly laughing, and Derek says, "Nice try, Pretty Girl. You almost pulled it off."

I make a face and say, "I can't help if I'm that emotive, I have a horrible poker face..." I stop for a moment and a panicked look washes over me. "Um, y-you aren't gonna...say anything, are you?" I squeak out.

Derek gives me a gentle smile and says, "Nah. Doubt he'd believe me if I told him, anyway. Your secret's safe."

I give him a weak smile and say, "Thanks, Derek."

"You're welcome. Now, if you ladies will excuse me, I better get back to work and also convince Reid to not bring a book with him when we go out this weekend..." Derek says, throwing his styrofoam cup away.

"Wait, what's wrong with bringing a book just in case?" I ask, semi-joking. Derek and Penny just look at each other and share a small laugh, then Derek walks back to his desk.

"And on that note, my dear," Penny says, throwing her cup away. "I believe that's our cue to head back as well."

I nod, finishing my coffee. I throw my cup away and spin around to walk back with Penny, and I nearly collide with Spencer. "Sorry!" I squeak, as he blurts out an "Excuse me!" I briefly glance at Penny, and she's trying to stifle a laugh.

"S-sorry about that." Spencer stammers out.

"I-yeah, sorry, Spence. Um, still see you at lunch?" I ask, slowly walking away.

"Y-yeah. I'll-I'll see you at lunch," he says, flushing slightly. I smile at him and rush to catch up with Penny.

"Oh my God, you two are adorable!" she lightly squeals. I blush and duck my head down, trying to keep up with Penny on the way back to the office.

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crazysodomite · 4 months

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artist quastions

1. Art programs you have but don't use

Probably CSP. It's one of the few software I actually legally bought. But their new monetization policy is just not for me. It's a genuinely good program for artists and I may use it again in the future (especially for the 3D functionality. If that hasn't been priced out yet...). I also have SAI installed. It's fun and runs very smoothly. I should use it more often. I also have krita if i want to do frame by frame animation.

2. Is it easier to draw someone facing left or right (or forward even)

I usually flip my canvas often so it's kind of a 50/50. It depends on the character if they're easier to draw facing forward or to the side.

3. What ideas come from when you were little

Man... I honestly don't know. As a kid I wanted to make a pet game (similar to neopets I guess) where you could earn currency and buy stuff and dress up your pet. I still really like pet games and collection games and trinkets. I would love to make a trinket collection game.

4. Fav character/subject that's a bitch to draw

Industrial landscapes and scenes. Painting a factory or trains or roads being repaired is fun. Until you actually have to do that....

5. Estimate of how much of your art you post online vs. the art you keep for yourself

It used to be maybe 90/10. Now its probably 40/60. I used to just. Start a painting and always finish it and post it. I didn't really sketch or doodle stuff without finishing it or give up on paintings and discard them.

Now I like doodling and exploring stuff on my own more. I have a ton of files that are just 20000 layers of different sketches. I also discard artworks much more often.

6. Anything that might inspire you subconsciously (i.e. this horse wasn't supposed to look like the Last Unicorn but I see it)

I honestly can't tell. People don't compare my work to anything often. I can't tell if it looks like anything...

7. A medium of art you don't work in but appreciate

Traditional art. 3d art. Animation of all kinds. Fibre arts. Sculpture. Film. Writing. Theatre. Music. I mean yeah. All. Art. Very broad very vague answer but it's trueee. I appreciate and am inspired by everything I see

Less broadly... Watercolor painters...

8. What's an old project idea that you've lost interest in

I am starting to not be interested in anything....... When I was a child I used to have an 'ask blog' of sorts for my characters. I don't really have anything like that anymore :(

9. What are your file name conventions

Gibberish unless it's a commission. Comms get labelled with the customers name.

10. Favorite piece of clothing to draw

I like drawing the nude figure 💯💯💯. Mmm probably gloves or hi-vis gear. Work clothes. Overalls. Rubber boots. Belts and harnesses.

11. Do you listen to anything while drawing? If so, what

Usually music or youtube videos. I often get anxious and scared so I draw with a single song on repeat to keep my mind off it.

12. Easiest part of body to draw

Arms and legs... Probably... Maybe breasts also.

13. A creator who you admire but whose work isn't your thing

I can't tell. If I admire someone's work I consider it to be 'my thing'. I think there's certain people whose work ethic and drive to create I admire while not really being interested in the subject matter.

I admire artists from dA or FA who draw 'weird' things or their gallery is filled with the same thing over and over, or just people who are laser focused on their subject matter of choice. I'm fascinated by 'widely known in narrow circles' type of thing. I love extremely niche communities 👍

14. Any favorite motifs

Industriallllll..... Concrete. Grime. Rust. Metal. Sparks. Pipes. Wires. Blood and gore. Dilapidated and abandoned places. Small places and things not always noticed. Scary and cute things ^_^

15. *Where* do you draw (don't drop your ip address this just means do you doodle at a park or smth)

Usually just at my desk.

16. Something you are good at but don't really have fun doing

This is a hard one.... I usually choose to draw what I enjoy.

I guess rendering if I was forced to render something I don't like?

17. Do you eat/drink when drawing? if so, what

It depends. I drink tea in all circumstances.

18. An estimate of how much art supplies you've broken

As a child I broke a wacom intuos tablet I got as a gift. Still not over it because it was quite expensive. Don't think I broke anything else unless breaking my computer also counts. I broke several laptops as a child...

19. Favorite inanimate objects to draw (food, nature, etc.)

FACTORY 💯💯💯 Nature and plants too but the prize has to go to industrial infrastructure. Even if I'm not good at it.

20. Something everyone else finds hard to draw but you enjoy

Hands 🙌. Animals ? Various textures ?

21. Art styles nothing like your own but you like anyways

I can't list them all 🥲 I love to be inspired by artworks that are nothing like mine. I really admire dynamic and expressive cartoon/simplistic styles. Artstyles well adapted for hand drawn animation are also amazing.

22. What physical exercises do you do before drawing, if any

I need to be actually doing this more. Squats, wall angels and just rotating my joints are my usual go-to. I also like to twist myself but idk if that actually does anything. I like hearing my spine crack 😄

23. Do you use different layer modes

I used to use multiply for shading but I don't anymore. I like using gradient maps and Hue/Lightness/Saturation layer modes. I also tend to just cycle through all layer styles to see if anything looks good. Overlay, darker/lighter color, add are useful on occasion. I try to not rely heavily on layer styles because it quickly turns into me agonizing over 2% opacity changes and shifting colors over and over. Instead of actually painting.

24. Do your references include stock images

Yeah. Sometimes. I just google or go on pinterest to find stuff I need.

25. Something your art has been compared to that you were NOT inspired by

I can't tell. People don't compare my works to anything.

26. What's a piece that got a wildly different interpretation from what you intended

I honestly don't know... Everyone has a different interpretation of any work and I enjoy hearing about people's opinions. I can't really recall a 'wild' interpretation...

27. Do you warm up before getting to the good stuff? If so, what is it you draw to warm up with

I try to! It's good practice. Usually it ends up in me hating the first iteration of a painting and re-doing it from scratch. But usually I just draw the pose/composition I want over and over until it looks good enough to proceed.

28. Any art events you have participated in the past (like zines)

Probably. I can't remember though.

29. Media you love, but doesn't inspire you artistically

I have no idea. I think I'm inspired subconsciously by everything I ever experience. It probably doesn't immediately show in my actual artworks but it's there.

30. What piece of yours do you think is underrated

All of them 💯💯💯💯💯

I don't really pay attention to how pieces are received. There's pieces I'm proud of and pieces I'm not. Other people either get it or don't...

@gothglam now its your turn ❗

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missatan · 2 years

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hii how did u get that glowy eye in your adelaide post its so cool and creepy!

thank you so much aaaa!!! my bf actually helped me figure out how to do it! so this is what i learned from him! thank god i also still have the save file ajsklsfj

step 1:

add layer. grab a neon color you want. I chose red so I did the brightest and more vivid red. grab a circular brush that has a blurred/fuzzy edge. Set your opacity to about 15-19%. Then go around the eye 3-4 times. the lightest layer should be on the outer edges. What you want to be the darkest should go on the outer corners of the actual eye. Don't touch the pupil.

first pic is how it looks not on the eye. I have the brightest in the middle. But it only takes a couple of passes! Then use gaussian blur to blend everything! Not sure how much I used, but it wasn't a lot.

step 2:

add layer. take a lighter color of the original color. I used a salmon color and used solely on the inner part of the eye where I wanted highlight. Do gaussian blur for this as well.

step 3:

add layer. repeat the same steps above but with a lighter color. You'll use less this time, but it's to give even more definition and highlight to the eye

step 4:

add layer. You want to line the upper lash line with the first shade you used. Use the second brightest color next in small areas for more definition. No need to use gaussian blur!

step 5:

add layer. do the same with the lashes! you want the eye to be so bright that it lights up the lashes. You don't need a lot to sell it!

step 6:

add layer. also make sure to add glow to the lower lash line since the glow would also hit it irl (i forgot to until later jka;fslj) gaussian blur that bitch up to your liking!

step 7:

add layer. add another line to the lash line just like you would in step 4!

step 8:

forgot to mention, but I did cut out part of the eye prior as well cause I wanted to keep detail. I colorized it to red, sharpened it then set the layer as "hard light" to maintain detail!

step 9:

add layer. since I already had highlight on her brow, I just added that same first shade again over her brow with the same opacity setting since the light would hit it. then hit gaussian blur to my liking. For the cheekbone, I did the same as above, but used the salmon color in the center!

hopes this helps and lemme know if you need any help! I use gimp :)

#this made me realize i didnt have the hard light eye in the final bc of weird layer settings jasklfj #tutorial #asks

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a-chip-in-inosukes-nichirin · 8 months

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Shot Through the Heart and You're (Not) to Blame

Fandom: Trigun Stampede

Rating: Teen/Mature

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Whump, Angst

Pairings: Meryl Stryfe/Nicholas Wolfwood/Vash the Stampede (can be read as platonic or romantic)

Tags: Meryl Stryfe, Vash the Stampede, Wolfwood/Nicholas, Roberto, Whump, angst, Protective Wolfwood, Protective Roberto, Protective Vash, father-figure Roberto, bullet wounds, injuries, Violence, Canon-typical misogyny, Swearing, blood, Hurt Meryl, Meryl Whump, Hurt/Comfort, Third Person POV, Meryl-centric

Word Count: 2.9k

Meryl gets caught in the crossfire, and things don't look so good.

Cross posted from my AO3 account

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Meryl rolled over, still groggy as her lids started to lift, the blanket tucked tightly around her shoulders. The double bed she’d shared with Vash last night was suspiciously empty and her sleep fogged mind wondered if he’d gotten up to use the bathroom. Usually, she and Roberto would share one double while Wolfwood and Vash shared the other, but her superior and the so-called priest decided to stay up smoking and drinking despite the plans to leave early the next morning, leaving her grumbling about being woken up when they finally decided to head to bed. Vash had timidly offered to share the room with her as he was tired as well, and after a moment of consideration and squinting at the human typhoon, Roberto nodded.

They two of them had settled down to sleep with minimal talking, Meryl asleep the moment her head hit the pillow. She’d slept like a rock until waking up just now from the sound of the doorknob jiggling.

Vash must have forgotten his key, she thought and sighed, not wanting to leave the cozy warmth of the bed just yet.

A sharp crack! had her eyes snapping open as she pushed herself up, short hair stuck to her face. The door had been busted open, handle now broken. She was about to snap at Vash for being impatient when she froze. Vash was not in the doorway. Nor was it Roberto or Wolfwood. She didn’t recognize any of the men standing there, guns levelled at her head. They wore dirty tank tops that left their broad, sunburned shoulders out, heavy boots, and thick, loose pants.

“Where is he?”

“Who?” Meryl’s heart was pounding loudly in her ears.

“The Humaniod Typhoon; where is he?”

“I don’t know,” Meryl said. It was the truth. He was gone when she woke. Where? Who knows. He was the Human Typhoon; he didn’t exactly keep a schedule.

“Don’t play dumb,” the tallest -and broadest- man strode forward, the rest of the men spilling into the room behind him. “The innkeeper said he was in this room!”

“Well, he’s obviously not!” Meryl snapped, her nerves getting the better of her. She regretted not sleeping with a gun under her pillow.

A shot rang out, and Meryl gasped, clutching her calf where a bullet had grazed. Small feathers puffed up from the hole in the bed where the bullet had ripped through the mattress.

“I’d think twice about lying, whore,” the man was uncomfortably close to Meryl. She could see his stained teeth and smell the tobacco on his breath. The other men were rooting around the room, searching for clues.

“I’m not! He left already!” Meryl gritted her teeth, a hand pressing to where blood beaded on her leg. It wasn’t deep; it probably wouldn’t need stitches. Still hurt like a bitch though.

“Then tell me where he is now,” the barrel of the gun was pressed against her collarbone. The cool metal of the gun barrel made her shiver. “Or things may get a little messy.”

“He didn’t tell me.”

The barrel of the gun pulled away and Meryl let out the breath she was holding. The man turned his back, taking a step away and sighing. His once-white tank top stretching even more as he took in a deep breath, gun resting against his shoulder in what could only be described as “nonchalant”. Meryl had the briefest hope that they would all just file out of the room without any further conflict.

Meryl registered the gun smoke and noise before realizing she was falling backwards off the edge of the bed. She hit the ground with a thud, wondering what had knocked her there. She could hear commotion near the door, which was blocked from her view on the floor. Several rounds of gunshots pierced the air. Cries were heard and gurgling like someone choking on their own blood. Something slid down her face and she reached a hand up to wipe it away as she tried to push herself up from where she’d been knocked on her back.

She pulled her hand away to see blood. Was that hers? Meryl realized the gurgling had been coming from her throat and she coughed, trying to pull in air. Blood dribbled down her chin and onto her rapidly darkening shirt. There was a spot that was pulsing, burning with pain. Thick, dark fluid spilled from a hole a little under her right collarbone.

The realization hit Meryl like a truck as her arms gave out and she fell back to the floor. She’d been shot. Meryl had close calls before; almost falling off the edge of a crumbling cliff, bullets grazing her on occasion during a shootout, getting knocked around a bit, but she’d never been in any actual danger of losing her life before. Up until now, she’d been protected by an immense amount of luck. Roberto had always been there to pull her out of the way while Vash or Wolfwood took care of whatever was causing the problem. She wasn’t genetically modified like Wolfwood or skilled like Vash. Bullets and falls would cause lasting damage.

The pain was radiating from the wound, rolling over her with each heartbeat. She tried to maneuver her hand to stop the bleeding but everything felt heavy and disjointed. How much blood had she lost? It felt like a lot. She was drenched with blood and sweat, adrenaline running through her body, but refusing to make itself useful.

Shots rang out for an eternity before dying down.

“Where the hell are they?” she heard Roberto’s voice, laced with worry.

“Hell if I know,” a dull thud that must have been the Punisher hitting the floor was heard on the other side of the bed.

Meryl tried to call out, but her head felt light. She couldn’t get enough air into her lungs.

Running feet were heard faintly before, “Oi! Where were you?”

Vash’s voice sounded after a moment of panting, “I… I was buying bullets before we left.”

“Well, where’s shortie?”

Meryl wanted to scream, I’m here! Help me, I’m bleeding out! She’d never been one for tears- she was a tough reporter- but they stung her eyes as she opened her mouth to take in as much air as she could, her lungs not cooperating.

“She was still sleeping when I left.”

“There’s blood on the bed,” she heard Wolfwood curse softly.

Three figures appeared in Meryl’s field of view. They were all a little blurry from the tears in her eyes, but they were there.

“R...ber…” Meryl gurgled, struggling as the blood that had accumulated in her mouth spilled over her chin.

“Shit, shit, shit,” Roberto was kneeling next to Meryl, both hands pressed to her chest, staunching the sluggish blood flow.

“Why the hell did you leave her here alone?!” Wolfwood was yelling at Vash.

“I-I’m sorry,” Vash’s face had crumpled into guilt and shame.

It’s not his fault, Meryl wanted to say. She’d do anything to make that look on his face go away. He already suffered so much regret and guilt; she couldn’t be another burden.

“S-sss…” Meryl hissed, unable to form words.

“Don’t try talking,” Roberto murmured. It was unusual for Meryl to see him this serious. He’d always been more laid back, leaving her to do all the worrying.

Wolfwood had knelt down opposite Roberto on the other side of Meryl. He had a lollypop stick clenched between his teeth. Meryl could feel tears dripping down her face as the pressure applied by Roberto didn’t exactly feel comfortable.

“She’s bleeding out. I’ve got it slowed, but I need bandages,” Roberto pointed to where Punisher sat propped against the wall.

With uncharacteristic obedience, Wolfwood swiftly unwrapped the cloth from his cross and handed it to the reporter. Vash was frozen behind them, panic painting his features. Meryl could see the thoughts at war in his head. He trying to decide if he should run. Meryl’s mind wasn’t sharp right now, but she knew that if he ran, they’d likely never see each other again. Meryl reached out a shaky hand.

“Vvv…Vashhh,” she slurred, her lips not quite working.

His eyes snapped to where she lay, Roberto on one side, Wolfwood on the other, white shirt stained crimson, blood pooling in the hollow of her throat.

One second.

Two.

“Dammit, needle-noggin’, she’s asking for you so get your ass over here!” Wolfwood snapped.

Vash settled himself at Meryl’s head with lightning speed. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he breathed repentance like a prayer, muttering with his eyes pressed tightly together, his forehead touching hers as he provided his lap as a cushion for her head.

“We need to get the bullet out,” Roberto glanced down at Meryl. “It’s going to hurt.”

Meryl’s only response was a gentle fluttering of her eyelids. She felt so tired…

She was only mildly aware of her shirt buttons being undone, and the strap of her bra being pushed off her shoulder and out of the way. Something bumped the wound and she jerked, the raw nerves screaming. Roberto was digging in the hole under her clavicle with a pair of tweezers, or something similar. Every time they touched her exposed flesh it stung.

“Got it,” Roberto tossed the offending metal to the side and immediately uncorked his flask.

This really wasn’t the time to be drinking, Meryl thought.

Roberto paused, and then poured the contents directly onto wound. Screams burned her throat as she thrashed. Vash pressed his lips to her forehead, hands carding through her damp hair in some semblance of comfort.

“Stop, stop!” Meryl screamed. The booze dribbled into the cavity created by the bullet, and it was almost worse than everything else. Her body went limp, adrenaline slowing as Roberto and Wolfwood tag-teamed wrapping her with bandages and wiping of the remaining blood. Meryl’s teeth were chattering, whimpers escaping her lips in a pathetic display of weakness as she turned her head and pressed into Vash’s human hand, seeking comfort. His touches were gentle as he caressed her cheek. Fat, salty tears dripped onto her face from Vash’s eyes.

“I never should’ve left you alone,” he whispered, voice tight with guilt.

“We need to get moving,” Wolfwood’s eyes shifted to the holes in the bedroom wall. “It’s not safe to stay here.”

Roberto gave a grunt and tightened the bandages. In one swift motion, the older man had Meryl cradled in his arms. Vash and Wolfwood were close on his heels as they made a beeline for the truck.

“One of you will need to sit in the back with her,” Roberto said, “Keep an eye on her while I drive.”

“I’ll do it,” the words were out of Vash’s mouth before he could stop them.

Wolfwood pressed his lips together, an unspoken comment lingering in the air. Vash climbed into the backseat and Roberto passed Meryl up.

“Don’t let her jostle around too much.”

Vash took off his coat and wrapped it around Meryl, zipping it up so she looked more like a caterpillar than a human. He settled her down so her head lay on his lap again, and began running his hands through her hair. Meryl had fallen asleep at some point during the trek to the truck, her chest rising and falling with the exhaustion of a life-threatening ordeal.

If only I’d been there… Vash traced the round part of Meryl’s cheek, still speckled with a little blood. He was never there when someone really needed him.

The truck rumbled to life and gently bumped out into the desert and across the wide expanse of sand. The drive was silent for a long time as the sand stretched out behind them, putting distance between them and the town. Roberto glanced up to the rearview mirror after a while, noting the crumbling expression on the Vash’s face.

“She’ll survive,” he said gruffly. “Just make sure her wound doesn’t reopen.”

Vash nodded mutely. Wolfwood snuck a glance back at Meryl. Her brows were furrowed as she turned her head towards the front, eyes screwed shut still.

I should’ve gotten there faster, Wolfwood clenched his teeth, pulling out a cigarette. He rolled the window down a crack and lit the end. If only I’d gone to check right when I heard the first gunshot.

Roberto leaned his head back against his seat, letting out a long breath through his nose. Wolfwood glanced at the man, who seemed to have aged ten years in the last few hours. He pulled out another cigarette and held it out to the reporter. Roberto raised his brows a fraction but took it and even allowed Wolfwood to light it for him.

“I never should’ve left the newbie alone,” Roberto sighed, puffing out the smoke. “She’s… my responsibility. I should’ve been watching her.”

“It’s not!” Vash had to stop himself from jumping forward. “It-it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have left her alone. I thought it would be fine, I was just restocking bullets before we left, but… It’s all my fault…”

Wolfwood took a drag from his cigarette. “You’re right.”

Vash stiffened.

“It is your fault for leaving her. It’s the old man’s fault for letting her share a room with you instead of someone else. And it’s my fault for not getting there sooner.” Wolfwood kept his eyes glued to the window, refusing to meet the shocked gaze of Vash. “We’re all at fault. So shut up and stop whining about it. Just… make sure it doesn’t happen again.”

Vash nodded; the harsh words strangely comforting. He couldn’t help the tears swelling up, plip-plip-plipping onto the jacket wrapped around Meryl.

The small reporter shifted, turning her head towards away from the front of the car and towards Vash’s stomach. The plant froze, doing his best to not wake her. A small hand lifted and was enveloped by Vash’s large one.

“V-Vash?” Meryl asked, her eyes still closed.

“I’m here,” he put his free hand on her head.

“Promise…”

“Promise?” he cocked his head.

“Promise you won’t run away,” she murmured.

Vash swallowed. It was all he’d wanted to do since seeing her laying there on the floor of the hotel, eyes wide with terror as the blood had bubbled out of her. Every moment he wanted to flee; afraid his presence would kill her. He was dangerous.

“You’re… a good guy,” Meryl shifted, nuzzling into his black shirt gently.

Butterflies jumped in Vash’s abdomen, her pointy nose tickling him. Warmth bloomed across his cheeks and chest.

“You’re delirious,” Vash mumbled.

A bullet bounced off the passenger side mirror.

“We’ve got company, old man,” Wolfwood said, glancing at the mirror, which was miraculously still intact, minus a chip in the edge.

Roberto’s foot pressed down on the gas. Vash placed a hand on Meryl’s stomach to steady her as the car began to shake.

“Who is it?”

Wolfwood looked out the window. “Looks like a small group of bounty hunters. Probably the rest of that group that we left in the hotel room.”

The car bounced, hitting a bump in the sand. Meryl cried out, hands flying to her chest. Vash pulled down the zipper frantically and watched in horror as the bandages started to darken.

“Shit, Roberto, fuck!” he pressed down on the wound. “She’s bleeding again!”

The older man slowed the truck a fraction in an attempt to smooth the ride out. Vash swore again, panicked as he felt the warm liquid still bubbling up and around his hand.

“It’s still too bumpy!”

“We can’t slow down much more than this or we’ll be dealing with more than one bullet wound,” Roberto’s knuckles were white as he gripped the wheel.

“Keep driving, I’ve got this,” Wolfwood said grimly. He climbed out the window, pulling himself onto the roof of the truck. Jumping the small space between the truck and the trailer, he crouched to avoid the bullets that whistled past. He pulled Punisher from its spot under the bags and lifted it, setting his sights on the rapidly approaching group. It wasn’t a big group, thank god. It looked to be about seven riders on Tomas’s and two vehicles holding two or three people. Wolfwood levelled Punisher and steadied the weapon, eyeing the group. A bullet clipped his shoulder and he had to regain his balance. Once he was solid again, he looked down the sights and scowled.

“This is for shortie,” he muttered and fired.

Inside the truck Vash was struggling to keep Meryl’s wound from reopening. He could hear the Punisher firing repeatedly. Several moments later Wolfwood slid back in through the window.

“You can slow down old man,” he grunted, looking a bit dustier than before. “I took care of them.”

“You didn’t kill them-”

“Yes, I did,” Wolfwood snapped at Vash. “And don’t give me shit about it. It was that or shortie here bleeds out.”

Meryl’s eyes opened in a squint as Roberto slowed the truck to a crawl.

“Thank you… Wolfwood,” she smiled blearily.

The dark-haired man couldn’t hide his red ears as he muttered to himself, turning back to gaze out the front window. “Shut up and stop bleeding already.”

“How’s she doing,” Roberto glanced in the rearview mirror.

“I think its starting to stop,” Vash said, still pressing down with enough force that it felt like Meryl’s ribs would crack.

“Good,” Roberto relaxed a fraction.

There was a beat of silence.

“I could use a drink,” Meryl croaked.

Roberto cracked a tired smile. “Me too, rookie. Me too.”

#trigun stampede #trigun fic #meryl stryfe #roberto trigun #nicholas wolfwood #vash the stampede #meryl whump #trigun whump #meryl-centric fic #tristamp

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mlobsters · 1 year

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supernatural s8e20 pac-man fever (w. robbie thompson)

(same sam, same. every day)

okay. OKAY. this is very reminiscent of the ghost ship xfiles episode. the music in one scene in the hallways was used in the crow too so i did a little post about it here but it's one of the best (maybe the best???) sequences in the entire series and so i had to include it in its entirety here and now (eternal crush on gillian anderson started in the early 90s and she's such a doll in the 40s getup)

supernatural s8e20 (night hop by benny carter) / the x-files s6e3 triangle (hot liquorice by dick walter)

mitch pileggi aka skinner aka not-so-good-grandpa also briefly appears in the xfiles clip :)

same vibes. (hannibal s1e9 trou nomand)

DEAN In the neighborhood? How the hell does she know where we are? SAM Uh, well, she doesn't. Not exactly, at least. It says she tracked our cells to a twenty mile radius, then the signal went out. Huh. This place must be in some kinda, like, Bermuda Triangle.

lol

sweetness ♥️

CHARLIE Well, after you guys left, I dug into all things monsters. I'm a wee bit obsessive. If "wee bit" means completely. I also found this series of books, by a Carver Edlund? [SAM and DEAN exchange awkward looks] Did those books really happen? CHARLIE (cont'd) Wow. That is some meta madness. [to DEAN] Thanks for saving the world and stuff. [to SAM] Sorry you have zero luck with the ladies.

the awkwardness of this situation if you think about it for more than a second is off the charts

CHARLIE What about, uh, Castiel? He seems helpful, and dreamy.

not the word choice i'd expect but okay

DEAN He's MIA, with a tablet of his own, doing God knows what. I mean, to be honest this whole thing is... I mean, Sam's a tough son of a bitch, but... Cas is saying that these trials are messing with him in ways that even he can't heal. CHARLIE If it's any consolation, having read your history, there is pretty much nothing the Winchesters can't do if they work together.

pretty sure i said "that's nice" out loud

CHARLIE Must be nice, having a brother, someone to always watch your back.

not that their thing is on any scale of normal. also *squints* whatcha gettin at here, show. are we adopting charlie?

DEAN Nuh-uh. Back on the horse, kiddo, come on.

operation adopt-a-sister engaged

same, charlie, same.

hey, it's jason mendoza from the good place! didn't recognize his face with the hair being up but his voice immediately rang the bell

the good place s1e8 most improved player - manny jacinto as jason mendoza

DEAN I know you wanna help, I do, but— SAM Dean, you cannot take care of the both of us. I need to be out here. Play through the pain, right? DEAN Come on man, don't quote me to me.

but dean taking care of you is kind of a non-negotiable you know that

CHARLIE So the boys said they noticed something on the body's arm before it covered them in years of future therapy. Said it looked like a blue handprint. DEAN Sounds like something you should read about. In a book. At home. SAM I'm not leaving until we find out whatever is doing this. DEAN Whatever. [stalks off] CHARLIE You guys fight like an old married couple.

JUST LET ME TAKE CARE OF YOU 😡🔪

CHARLIE Alright, well, breakthrough means snack time to me, and I wanna just stretch my legs. I will pick us up some grub, and unlike you, Sam, I will not forget the pie.

sweetness x100

isn't it nice to have someone else they can be affectionate with and there's no need to worry about ~romantic tension~

none of the emotional trauma of the previous episode, some very solid heartwarming moments, not too many cringe inducing moments of embarrassment. i'll take it, robbie

#supernatural #spnwatch #the xfiles #the good place #hiky #spnhiky #manny jacinto #dick walter #benny carter #spn 8x20 #charlie bradbury #txf s6 #music parallels #i guess we'll call it #robbie thompson #everything's fine

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