#last update of the year go brrrrr

[miabrown007]

Felonies and Other Love Languages - Chapter 18

Chat Noir’s face doesn’t make any sense. It is soft and sleepy in the golden light of the morning, his bed hair standing in every which way; but the eyes staring down at her spurn nightmares from the shadows, and the cheek she just kissed most distinctly misses a dimple. No. Marinette shoots up, blood rushing out of her face. “You can’t be— No. You aren’t Chat Noir.” Adrien fucking Agreste blinks at her. “I’m sorry.”

[fountainpenguin]

"And I can't get any worse... So I'll change my life or I'll lose my mind- Whatever happens first..." (x)

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New Fairly OddParents 'fic update today

Prerequisite: "50 Words of Dale and Vicky"

🚂 130 Reasons Why I'm Fairy Trash

Prompt #96 - “You Deserve It”

Rated T - 17k words - Arc 3 start!

“Do you know what that means?��� Without waiting for an answer, Dale grabbed Timmy’s shoulder with one hand and pumped his fist with the other. “I’m still her bestie! She didn’t replace me!” “She locked you in a cellar for 7 years,” Timmy started, but Dale cut him off by slamming the bathroom door. And he laughed at nothing, clutching fingers in his hair, because… He really had to talk to her. They could clear this whole mess up!

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City Lights AU | Cloudlands AU

Story Arc Navigation | 130 Summaries

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Dale Dimmadome - freshly pried away from Vicky's Lemonade Factory - takes a bath at Timmy's house, attends a fancy dinner party, and reunites with a fellow rich kid from his childhood.

... Maybe he misses her. Why wouldn't he? They've been best friends for 10 years...

(First 1,000 words under the cut)

#96. You Deserve It (End of "Nectar of the Odds") Friday April 19th - Sunday April 21st, 2002 Year of Leaves; Spring of the Last Berry

Air conditioning. Dale hadn't expected that to be the thing that made him weak in the knees - especially given how his stomach acid clawed its way up his throat - but sinking down on that suburban kitchen floor, pressing his cheek up against the cold… It sort of nicked the sharpest edge off the last however-many years of his life. Does that make sense? He had so little. He made it enough. Maybe that's why the caged songbird sings. Did people even say that anymore?

Cold floor feels nice… He could feel his heart beating through it to his head. Every tick uncurled a new memory of a much-younger Dale, maybe 7 or 8 years old… Bouncing up and down in his desk chair at school so its uneven metal legs scritched against the tile. Loud. Clank. Brrrrr. Or bundled in the dollar-green sheets of his old bed - Will his kid bedroom still have his bed? - and feeling the way every heartbeat coursed through his entire body, pressed so close to the mattress, he could almost smell the springs.

"You okay?" Timmy asked, stepping over him. That was his name- Timmy Turner. 10 years old, Vicky-adjacent, and that was something to worry about. He smelled like lemonade, sweat, and grass stains. And fresh air. And soap. He smelled like mud, cotton, and almonds, and cherries somehow rolled into one. Dale cracked open his eyes again. Timmy stared down, brows pinched up. He looked like the littlest pizza delivery boy you've ever seen, except not in uniform… and he didn't have any pizza. A fly buzzed in from the open door behind him.

Am I okay? That question had no answer, like a yarn without beginning. Well… His story did have two ends like any yarn did, but they were so muddled and tangled up in the bundle, unraveling that thing would be an ordeal. And he didn't mind. No one needed to know the nitty-gritty in-betweens. There were - and had always been - only two things the public knew about Daedalus Peddler "Dale" Dimmadome:

He was the only child of Doug Dimmadome, owner of the Dimmsdale Dimmadome (unless that had changed in the past 7 years he'd been trapped underground).

One day, all his fiddling with metal and wires (and taking apart doorknobs and wagon wheels) would turn into something useful. It had to, because he was a Dimmadome.

And that's it. There was nothing more to say. These are the only two things you need to know.

But am I okay? … Did HE even know that one? Dale pushed himself to his knees again on arms that shook like monkey cymbals. "I… could really use some food and water. Clean. Clean…" That sip of lemonade Timmy had handed him outside had wet his tongue, but the aftertaste stung his guts, and there wasn't any more to go around. Timmy, just shy of his goal of a ticket to Crash Nebula On Ice, had offered Dale his last drink without charging him a cent. All that hard work, thrown away, just for me?

… No one had ever sacrificed so much work and time or anything that big for him before. Not his mom, not his dad, and not even Vicky (BFFs though they were). And Dale… hadn't yet decided how he felt about it.

What's his angle? Did Vicky put him up to this? He wants something…

"'Food and water?'" the boy repeated, and even smiled. "I can do that."

Dale turned to look at him again. Twisting hurt his stomach, but you got used to that after a few months underground. Timmy's scruffy brown hair fell over his face like a squirrel's tail. He had huge buck teeth to match… or at least to leave him looking like a beaver. Dale opted to slide away from animal metaphors after that. Way too dangerous when I'm starving so bad…

Timmy opened the door to the refrigerator, though Dale couldn't see inside from his sprawled position on the floor. "What are you hungry for? We've got a lot of leftovers."

"Uh…"

Crisp, juicy apples or mangoes. Fresh strawberries. Or cold grapes. Sticky cranberries, hot nacho cheese, gooey mashed potatoes that clung to his teeth… And with that thought, Dale brought his hand to his jaw. The fireworks in his aching gums had grown so familiar, sometimes he forgot they were even there. Or forgot most his teeth weren't.

Dale's stomach gurgled anyway. Eating wouldn't be easy, but he could break off pieces. He could slip them little by little into his mouth. "Steak?" he asked first, then, "Wait, wait- A hamburger." He hadn't had one of those since the 3rd grade. Cafeteria food. Delicious.

Timmy muttered for a moment, shifting a couple things around the fridge. Then he stepped back… and he didn't just step, but staggered with a plate topped by the tall, colorful burger in question. Real, actual burger… The scent wafted across the room like campfire smoke, and that alone tasted like something hot off the grill. Drool swelled in his mouth like a mini flood. For a fleeting instant, Dale wondered why something so perfectly made was just sitting there inside the fridge, and if any bugs had crawled over it- Maybe it was part of a buffet at a party or something in a picnic basket. Made in advance, didn't get eaten, and had been plopped in the fridge for later. But the next second, he was on the burger with his shaky gums and single tooth, and he didn't care. He didn't care.

Soft, flaky bread buttered to slick perfection melted in his mouth. His tongue found crinkles in the ruffled tears. Oh, technology had gotten so advanced… Why didn't his fridge come with a warming drawer when he was growing up?

I should've tried getting house food a long time ago…

He tore with fast fingers. He pressed pieces up against his burning gums. Three bites in, he remembered the cheese-slathered meat… and that he'd been lactose intolerant as a kid. Am I still? Or did I grow out of that? He wasn't sure. He'd been underground a long, long time.

He should stop. He should stop or he'd be paying for it later, his stomach thrashing. If his body really threw a fit, he could explode at both ends. Ihhh… He'd had enough days of runniness and retching down in The Pit to last him a lifetime.

I don't care. I don't care. I don't care. He'd never had a fleshier, warmer burger in his life. He could've eaten 14 burgers. And if this was a dream, it was the tastiest one he'd ever had.

Dale inhaled his first breath of air (instead of burger) as he scooted back his chair. He shook every crumb off his plate and devoured those too, then licked his sauce-smeared fingers one by one. I'm gonna be SO sick tonight. So good. So good…

Cnt'd on FFN & AO3

[artist-in-training-wheels]

Master Post (Last updated on 1/24/2025)

Introduction:

Hi, I'm an Artist in training wheels! I also go by AiTW, artistic, TWheels, and Wheels! I draw in my spare time while juggling school/college and work (I'm currently studying to be an elementary teacher)!

Commission status: Open :D

Inbox Status: Open :D

Things I've done (mainly Art Stuff (under the cut)):

Current hyperfixation: The Sun and Moon Show/The Lunar and Earth Show

tSaMs/tLaEs: (refs at the top but it's oldest to newest)

Sunrise

Moondrop

Earth

Lunar

Solar

Jack O'Moon

Dazzle the Deer

Eclipse

Dark Sun

Ruin/Jigsaw

Nexus

Height Chart

Air

Dark

First pass of References (last updated on 8/20/24)

Reference update

Dazzle first look

Dazzle redesign (Will update in the near future!)

Late Night Walk

Surprise Reunion!

Hehe memes go BRRRRR

#BringBackLaEs

Gemini, along with Castor and Pollux

No love for Earth and Lunar?

Playdate with Dazzle and Sun :)

D. Sun and Eclipse find a weird fu*king thing!

"Inaction is still an action."

^^^ Scroll down a little to see an attacking Nexus and protecting Moon.

July 16th kids + Johnathan

tSaMs/tLaEs - Nice Nexus AU: (oldest to newest with refs at the top!)

Nyx

Jigsaw

Solstice

Razzle

"The Creator did WHAT!?"

AU info

Nexus' 7 Drones

🔮or 🌟

(Not my Art!) Fanart: He sees you when you're sleeping!

Well then...

Lumini is canon!

(Technically) Ruin/Jigsaw

(Technically) Nexus

"Lunar, Plea-"

"Mr. Sun... please look at us."

The written story of my Nice Nexus AU (Oldest to newest with refs at the top!)

Main Series

The main story

The OG idea of Nice Nexus (N for clarification) dealing with canon Nexus

N's reaction to the dolls

N's reaction to Canon Nexus' death

Lunar + DSP = Irritated N

Nexus lives, but from N's perspective

The Creator vs N

The Suns are talking!

Nice Nexus AU meets Canon

Razzle centered stories

Sun and the kids

Pokémon: (newest to oldest)

Group photo!

B-day gift for Sis

Backgrounds!

Nuzlocke rules I made for SWSH

SWSH DLC

(Not my art) Legendaries and their shinies (not updated after SWSH)

Me/Sona: (newest to oldest)

"Beacon of Positivity" (CW: Mildly depressing)

Playdate with Dazzle and Sun :)

D. Sun and Eclipse find a weird fu*king thing!

What NOT to do at an improv show!

Guess I'm back to Tumblr

“Strangers to “this is my child now!”” speedrun

Odd Dream

"HI!"

Christmas!

???

(Not my Art!)Fanart: Two friends- zero feet apart :)

"Stop changing sonas!"

"Boo" CW: Blood, torn limbs, doll like design, nails in body, gore (-ish), it was a Halloween pic.

10 years Later (Comic)

OCtober - Day 7

OCtober -Day 3: A Friend's OC

Animation WIP

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Vent

Sonic: (newest to oldest)

Chan vs. Chan

OCtober - Day 1: First OC

OCtober - Day 2: Latest OC

My Stories: (newest to oldest)

Comfort time

OCtober

OCtober Days 4 and 5

Variety category:

MHA: OCs

YBG: Hehe girls are pretty!

Deltarune: Chapter 2 pose

Friends on the other side ;v;

ACNH: Nicknames!

[publishedwhores]

I read a fic MONTHS ago that was a zombie apocalypse au schlatt/reader (slow-ish burn? nsfw size kink stuff was in the tags I'm frothing at the mouth) and it only has 2 chapters and I think about it everyday (i fear the author will never update it) and it got me thinking an au that's based on DayZ would be so good like it's his favorite game (he's so hot when he plays that game) and like if you teamed up with him he could be all protective or whatever... idk this isn't very specific but every now and then I remember that fic and I'm devastated that it hasn't returned - 🌪️

i have been wanting to write an apocalypse au for sooo long (i’m a whore for writing fics based on songs and albums and i’ve had the idea to write an apocalypse fic based on the american idiot album by green day for literally years) and schlatt would be so perfect for that type of au 😩 i haven’t watched anyone play dayz but i did just finish watching the last of us and my brain is going brrrrr overprotective schlatt would very much give joel miller energy

- judah 👾

[allthemusic]

Week ending: 27th April

Huh. While neither of them are the sort of song you'd immediately think of if I told you to imagine the state of music in 1960, both of these songs do feel quite zeitgeist-y. I mean, we've got an updated folk death song, and a surf-rock-ish rock and roll TV theme. Do you get more 1960?

Clementine - Bobby Darin (peaked at Number 8)

Well, I know this song. A bit like Beatnik Fly, last week, it's a proper traditional folk song, but this is, like, one of the American folk songs. It's recorded since the 1880s, and was popularised as a pop song by Bing Crosby in the 1940s. This is absolutely a song that you know- it's the one about the "miner, forty-niner", who has a daughter called Clementine who drowns in a river. In some ways, that makes the song a sort of teenage tragedy ballad, some fifty years before the genre was really invented - compare and contrast it with the near-drowning in Marty Wilde's Endless Sleep or the drowning in Running Bear. Very timely stuff.

All this, combined the ongoing 1950s folk revival that gave us Beatnik Fly, does suggest that the time was ripe for an updated version of Clementine. And Bobby, with his new swing style, is also clearly in the market for old standards to breathe new life into. The marriage of song to singer, then, seems obvious - but then Bobby goes and spoils it by updating the song's lyrics, turning it from a tragedy into a comedy, by making Clementine into a woman weighting 299 pounds, and turning pretty much every line into a fat joke, with Bobby claiming, for example, that I'm no swimmer, but were she slimmer / I might-a saved that Clementine and warning passing sailors that next time they harpoon a passing whale it just may be chunky Clementine. It's relentless, and it's every bit as gross and mean-spirited as those lyrics make it sound. And it's even worse, because it's entirely unnecessary - you could do a really good, solid version of this without all the fat jokes, it really doesn't need them to be entertaining!

I also don't love a lot of the specific stylings, here. I think, in particular, that it just sounds too much like Mack the Knife - it's got some really similar rhythms and little instrumental touches, but where they worked in Mack the Knife to give a sense of vigour and energy, there isn't that same menace here. And the vocalisations - the little huh and hyah noises - also don't have the same sort of heft, here. Plus I have a specific hatred of both the little comedy whoops and the bubbling brrrrr-bye at the end - both feel like they're meant to get a laugh out of you, but I just don't find them that funny. Not only are they basically playing into the whole "isn't it funny that the fat lady broke the bridge" joke, they're also just irritating sounds. There's more than a little bit of an echo of Splish-Splash, for all that Bobby's tried to reinvent himself as a completely new singer, and I don't like it.

Hit and Miss - The John Barry Seven Plus Four (10)

This, on the other hand, is some good, unproblematic fun. Because it's a TV theme! We've been seeing a few of these creeping in, recently - the most recent was Staccato's Theme, close cousin to the equally excellent Peter Gunn theme, and we've had medical drama themes before, as well as the tinkly nonsense that was Side Saddle. And honestly, I think Hit and Miss combines the best of all of the above - it's got some of the excellent instrumental surf-ish guitar that Peter Gunn had, combined with a little bit of the tweeness of Side Saddle. And you've also added in some of those ever-so-trendy Budd Holly-esque pizzicato strings. The result is two minutes of music that don't really go anywhere, but are perfectly fine, as TV themes go - it's jolly stuff, and with just enough stylish touches to keep it feeling fresh.

It's the theme from Jukebox Jury, which is one of the TV music shows that were cropping up at this point on British TV, having begun in 1959 as an offshoot of a similarly formatted American show. The idea - which sounds great, not gonna lie - was that a panel of four celebrities, not all musical, would listen to various recently released records and make a judgement on the spot about whether it would be a "hit" or a "miss" - hence the title of this theme. You'd then finish with the artist of one of the songs appearing to play some music, and everybody would go away feeling entertained and presumably much more up-to-date with the charts. In fact, it's a brilliant way to make people care about the charts, and what music is new, with recent releases presented as something you've got to keep up with and think about and have an opinion on. This is a point where "jukebox" type shows are increasingly driving music sales - we're four years out from Top of the Pops, but shows like Oh Boy! and Cool for Cats are already popular - the former being where John Barry and his band got their start - and other music programming is also on its way.

Anyway, as a theme specifically for a music programme, I think I also quite like this, because it's not trying to be too distinctive or catchy. I've had it on repeat while writing this entry for a bit, and there's not really a defined start, middle or end, it just drifts about, with a guitar dropping in and out at points. The effect's very ambient, stylish but not obtrusive, which is probably what you want - the main draw should be the tracks you're featuring this week, not whatever the theme music is. Plus, by keeping it background-y, you can at least theoretically avoid the theme music sounding dated, half a year down the line. Though you can only push that so far - I bet the surf-y guitar here sounded like a relic when the series wrapped up in 1967. It got a jazz revamp when the show was briefly revived from 1989-1990.

Also, I couldn't find any good way to work this into the write-up, but it was actually the second theme the show had - for its first few months, it had a theme called "Juke Box Fury" (brilliant) by a group called Ozzie Warlock and the Wizards (even more brilliant). Blows the John Barry Seven Plus Four out of the water. Though I do quite like the confusing maths of their group name - could they not have been the John Barry Eleven?!

Also, I didn't realise until I just looked it up, but this is the same John Barry who did, like, the James Bond theme. And he was still composing for film in 2001. Talk about a career!

No competition, this week - Hit and Miss might be a little bit insubstantial, but it still sounds cool, and I'm enjoying seeing more and more TV themes creep into the charts. Clementine, meanwhile, was a succession of increasingly unfunny fat jokes, masqueradeing as an inferior version of Mack the Knife. Irritating.

Favourite song of the bunch: Hit and Miss

[avionvadion]

Are you gonna continue to write destiny’s call or once upon a dream, I love the way that you have written them and i really enjoy both. I have fallen in love with the way that you write combat, you don't have to answer this if you don't want to but i was just wanting to know.

I will!!! I’m just hyper-focused on pokemon again, lol. My bestie got me White and my brain has been going, “Brrrr pokemon brrrrr” ever since.

I don’t have an exact writing schedule. I write when I write and post when I post! Updates vary from a few days to a few weeks to a few months to a year. It really just depends on what fandom I’m currently obsessing over, if I have motivation, and how bad my writer’s block is.

I technically do have the next chapter of Destiny’s Call written, but I’ve not been in the mindset to proofread it yet. There’s a lot I need to edit and fix and I need the Zelda brain for that, lol.

Once Upon A Dream is a bit different though. I’m waiting until the Diasomnia book is finished. I don’t want to have to go back and rewrite so many chapters for lore reasons, especially since my fic has such a strong Diasomnia presence. I already had to fix some stuff up because of the Lilia being adopted by Maleficia reveal 🥲

For example: I had to go back and change “Grandmother” to “Great Aunt” in terms of Malleus’ relationship to Maleficent.

I had to even pop back into Once Upon a Tragedy and write some new lines/switch things around a little in the last chapter so Maleficent’s presence didn’t erase Maleficia’s existence. Especially since Lilia was working for Maleficent at that point in time.

For as convoluted as my fanfics are, I do lean heavily on the lore side of things 😅 or at least try to.

[serenity-bitty]

Ooookay

So it’s been a while since I’ve posted about this. And since the last time, I’ve gained a couple of followers....

Hi!!!! I love you, drink water!!! Now!!!

But after that...maaaybe you could check out my Ao3? I’ve got a Sans X Reader fanfic on there that I’ve been working on for like...4 whole years. And I’m revamping the entire thing and reuploading it, and it will actually be getting finished in a few chapters (unless some other inspiration happens, ofc).

Having people actually interact with my works makes my motivation go brrrrr so I’d be really happy if you checked it out!!! ^.^ Here’s the link! https://archiveofourown.org/users/JeannieSmolBeannie Enjoy!

Update: It’s on hiatus! but! I intend to finish it! eventually! when I have the mental capacity to do so! my life is a series of continuous train wrecks and i’m trying my best to deal with that first so i can get back to writing!!! Also go drink more water u dehydrated binches! ily!

[relapse-time]

okay ngl today is a kinda good day

i had a dream last night where i walked 25 miles (except my parents - in the dream - found out and yelled at me but whatever 😌)

IM UNDER TWO BLANKETS AND WEARING A SWEATER AND IM STILL COLD IT MEANS THAT MY RESTRICTING IS WORKING IM GETTING SKINNIERRRRRRR

My hands are super cold and my nails are blue 👀 (thats usually one of the first signs for me after restricting though)

i used to look like i was pregnant after eating but i’ve restricted to only eating dinner and now that doesn’t happen :) (it would happen even if i didn’t eat a whole lot and i felt so fatttttt)

i used to hate vegetables but man cucumbers are bomb AND low cal. vegetables are gods but as a child i made it clear i hated vegetables so now i gotta convince my parents otherwise so they can buy that for me. a lot of the times they buy gross fatty foods and say that they figured i’d want it.

i used to always have lemonade when we go out to eat and i was scared it would be suspicious if i switched to water but i did and no one has said anything so NOW I DONT GOTTA WASTE CALORIES ON DRINKS AT ALL

my stomach go brrrrr (kinda annoying how it keeps rumbling when i’m with people though >:( )

now this was yesterday BUT i went to school physically for the first time and not only is my schedule 90% me going from 1st floor to 3rd and vice versa, but i also got lost so many times which means lots of walking. i also accidentally got off my bus a stop too early and i was gonna walk all the way but my mom picked me up (i was almost home though so that’s good at least). I used to buy lunch but this is the first year i bring my lunch (so i can get away with not eating) and my dad gave me $20 to spend on buying food if i ever wanted to so now i got $20 to spend on whatever i want :) UPDATE: I just realized that when i threw away the lunch i packed, i forgot my money was in there and threw that away too, so i don’t got $20 anymore :/ took me a whole ass day to realize that ughhhhh

yesterday i had to go out to eat with my dad and we went to Genghi’s Grill (where you pick the ingredients and they cook it) and they had the calories for all the ingredients so i chose the lowest ones for all of it. we’ve been there before but they never had them

I’m also home alone so i could go on the scale (there’s only one and it’s in my parent’s room so) but i’m too afraid of the number :(

[angst-in-space]

september ‘20 writing progress

total words written: 20.9k

most words written in a day: 2,808

least words written in a day: 12

current yearly total: 168,474

projects worked on:

- finished and posted the final chapter of “cover my skin with your sunkissed light”!!! - started working on the sylvix dreamscape fic - worked a bit on the klance hotel au - split up some of what i have remaining of altea rising - started working on my piece for long live zine  - started planning yet another sylvix fic (shh it’s...a pacific rim au....) - did some planning for fic commissions!

september goals:

- finish the last chapter of “cover my skin…” (yes i mean it this time) - finish at least a first draft of the klance hotel au - work on splitting up what i have left of altea rising….maybe start editing ch 15, work on completing the last few scenes, possibly update it at least once before the end of the month…lol??? - start working on fic for [redacted] (a zine that hasn’t announced its lineup so i can’t reveal what it is yet lol) - keep planning for possible fic commissions? - if time, start working on sylvix dream fic!

october goals: - continue working on sylvix dreamscape fic - *sweats* edit/post chapter 15 of altea rising?? and if time maybe start editing the remaining chapters and/or work on writing the last few scenes...?  - open fic commissions before the end of the month...  - finish first draft of piece for long live zine - perhaps plan the sylvix pacific rim au some more

notes:

ahaha well september was kind of a whirlwind month huh? my main priority was completing and publishing the final chapter of “cover my skin...” which i did accomplish, so YAY!! i’m very excited to have completed my first sylvix fic and am really touched by how much support it’s gotten. :’’) 

i had told myself that i would try to finish one of my other wips before i delved into the sylvix dreamscape fic but....well, i lied. the concept has been living in my head rent-free for months so finally i was like LOL FUCK IT and just started it and now i’ve already written like 12k of it so ahaha oops! anyway i think that’s going to continue to be my main priority because it’s probably the project i’m most excited about.

BUT.....i also do really hope to edit and publish a chapter of altea rising this month. i finally sat down and divided up what i have left of it (well...besides the last few scenes which i haven’t written yet but SHHHH). i forget if i’ve mentioned it but i’ve decided to up it from 15 chapters to roughly....20 or so.... so if i was able to get out at least one chapter before the end of the month, that’d be a huge weight off my chest (and it would be nice for anyone who still cares who’s been waiting for like two years for an update *laughs nervously*). and if i have time, i hope maybe i can work on writing the ending as well.

speaking of klance projects, i’m also really hoping i can finish up a draft of the klance hotel au during october. i only have like....3 scenes of it left so i just need to get it done. i had hoped to publish it by the end of the summer given its summer themes and all but HAHA OH WELL joke’s on me for being a horrible procrastinator! 

AAAAND another big priority is writing a first draft of my piece for long live zine, which is a fe3h zine centered around the faerghus four! it’s my first fe3h zine so i am super excited - i have started writing my piece and i’m having a lot of fun with it so far!!

oh yeah also. im way behind on the times but i FINALLY watched pacific rim which is a movie i have meant to watch for years....i loved it and also it immediately made my brain go “brrrrr sylvix au brrrr” so....that is something i have discussed at length with numerous friends and i now have like 10+ pages of notes about it and hope to continue planning those ideas. 

lastly....i’m hoping this month to open up fic commissions at some point. *crosses fingers* i recently picked up some copyediting work so i’m kinda seeing how much of my time/energy that’s gonna require, but since it’s only 15 hours a week i’m hoping i can fit in some commissions on the side SO....i’ve done a lot of planning for it and hopefully i can open those up soon so keep your eyes peeled!

[americanmcgeesalicefc]

It’s late, I know, but I’ve had a headache for the past 2 days and don’t really care. But this update is full of great art~ There’s a chance to share who you think would be a great actress for Alice in a promotional video. Here we go:

“Happy New Year!

Dear Fellow Inmates, Moving into 2018 we continue or exploration of Alice’s Asylum years. Omri sends along the cover image above which I quite love. And he’s provided us with a final image of Angelbaby as Alice…

*2

I sent this image to her husband last week and will give them a little time to digest the concept before poking them again. Meanwhile, I have an idea based on “who is Alice” for the film version which I’d like to share.

Follow THIS LINK ( https://www.surveymonkey.com/r/whoisalice ) and let us know who YOU think should play Alice when/if a feature film is ever made. We can then ask Omri to create a series of photo manipulations around these suggestions and use those images to drive interest and awareness in all we’re doing here. Feel free to share that link in places where you know Alice fans congregate. We’ll select the top (3? 5? 10?) suggestions and create a gallery. Should be interesting!

Meanwhile Joey’s created a final render of an image we shared in the last update…

*3

And I think this might be a good one for the next art print we send to Patrons. What do you think? Which image would you like to see printed and mailed?

Speaking of prints… I’ll need to process prints for December and January in the coming weeks - so don’t fret if your December print is a little slow in arriving. That’ll get done now that I’m back from holiday saiing ;)

Same goes for the Chaos necklaces. The manufacturers tell us to expect delivery of those on January 5th. Once in hand we can pack everything up and send to backers - expect a ~20 day delivery time once they’re sent out. Yan’s found some beautiful bags and boxes which those will ship in. The whole offering is looking really great!

Joey sends along two more images…

*4 and 5*

I like the idea of Alice exploring a dreamlike London memory and think Joey’s done a good job of capturing the mood and feel.

For the 2nd image… it’s a bit “disco” for me. I think this is one of those times where Joey’s lack of exposure to Western culture might result in her unintentional re-creating of colors and themes which trigger in our (Western) minds ideas related to history/culture which feel a bit jarring in the supposed context of Wonderland. That being said, I think it’s a great bit of art - and would captures a distinct 70’s vibe.

I expect we’ll see a main image/logo treatment from Sonny pretty soon. Really looking forward to that.

Let’s discuss all this and more during the next live stream. Hit that link to set a reminder for when we go live. It’s set for 09:30AM, Jan 5th, HK Time (that’s Jan 4th in the US… around 5:30pm PST or something) :P

From Shanghai with Brrrrr,

-American”

[credulouscanidae]

genuinely how do people cope with having an almost full-time job? i work 4 days a week 9-5 and ive been doing that for...6 months? now? and despite loving work while im there, the depression and chronic overwhelmingness and feeling time-poor is driving me insane.

my previous job i only did 3 days a week, and sometimes 4 if i was really needed, and i remember the 4 days work weeks were so....”this is a huge week, im gonna be fucken wrecked from this” and now thats apparently my norm. 

if not the physical aspect, the mental aspect is just too much. the anxiety of customers, the stress of still learning dog grooming so needing to take my time on specific dogs...idk...maybe its cuz its a corporate groomer so we have a lot of dogs at once coming in.

the reason ive even survived as long as i have is BECAUSE its dogs. happened at my previous job too. which i lost to covid lol. but i could handle that because it was dogs.

and then i feel spineless and cowardly from not dealing with this. ive had breakdowns in the past about getting a job because i feel like i cant handle it. nowadays i WANT to handle it. i have dreams of running my own business from home with dog grooming, and working on my art, i WANT to be working this job, but the impact its having on my mental health is just so.....

i was coping better when i was having my adhd meds, but ive had to pause because my baseline tests came back with a worry about my heart so thats fun too....and maybe i put too much faith in meds to make things so much easier, and they did, but the crashes or the illness i felt after taking them really fucked me up. like. sent home from work fucked up.

i just wish there were more days in the week. i wish there was more TIME. i wish that the cost of living wasnt so fucking expensive so i could feel like im actually fucking saving away for something with this job, but i still have my mountains of debt, barely scraping by week to week on my income, so i need to take commissions for extra help, then i have to spend my art time on doing commissions, unable to work on my passion projects. its all just a mean horrible continuous fucking cycle, combined with my organisation issues and procrastination. im so sick of myself. i have had this rant over and over for the last 6 months, lamenting about how busy i feel and overwhelmed i obviously am.

we had another 2 week covid lockdown recently so my work was closed. and despite the financial stress of that, for those 2 weeks i actually felt rejuvenated. i felt a bit cooped up inside, because my brain is constantly going brrrrr, but i actually managed to catch up on art and do all these nice relaxing switched-off things for myself. and i felt i could do all these things and felt a lot of natural want to do things again. 

i mean, during last year when i had no job in quarantine, i was literally animating quite elaborate stuff and it was so nice and fun.

maybe im just at an impasse of my passions. i know i dont have to choose between art and grooming, but my time poor ass feels like i do. because i could barely manage an art “job” in quarantine (social media updates, routine comms, etsy, etc)

whatever. im rambling now. im just tired of these questions running through my head over and over, im really alarmed by how suddenly depressed and on edge i feel after being at work for 2 days after lockdown. i know this all sounds lazy but. im genuinely distressed by this. and i dont want to ask to reduce my hours to 3 days, because the previous worker did that apparently, until she reduced to 1 day, and my coworkers are obviously salty about that. i dont want to let them down...