#like I learn something new about it every time I've drawn something

[aberooski]

I love my gx winx au and I love that it's just bits and pieces of me being like oh that's fun and not having any semblance of lore or plot. It's purely contained to the character designs I've drawn for the girls.

[salemlinnet]

hey everyone!

a few news items right before we start up chapter 5. firstly i just wanna say thanks to everyone who follows my comics, it's been a pleasure as always. i've been keeping a longer buffer on patreon than usual, mostly for my mental health. publishing takes a lot of energy and i've really felt it necessary to just focus on production for a few weeks. at this point, patrons have seen most of chapter 5, there's only one more scene and about a page to be drawn. the quiet has been nice, i've caught up on a lot of house keeping, though i'm obviously very excited to present it! and on house keeping,

DOMESTICATED IS NOW LIVE AT IT'S NEW HOME!

to not go into the boring details (the old domain got trapped between to hosting sites in the middle of a buyout), it's not hosted at cod-domesticated.com (rip custom url you will be missed) it will instead be hosted at salemlinnet.com/domesticated (now you live at my house like you're my son why didn't i think of this sooner). if you find any errors in the pages i am so sorry i just formatted so many buttons TTuTT it would be super helpful to me if folks could report any specific buttons that don't work if it's convenient, it's been beta tested by the discord (thank you guys so much) but i'm just a dunce and i can't be trusted so there might be errors.

the simons are all wearing a little beret this chapter is my third point of business, i am losing it over the ghost beret. oh and the devil may care is up to chapter 18, will be chapter 19 within a few days. page 21 is out for patrons.

finally, to the people lurking for thistle and spade. i've wanted to say for some time, i'm really grateful that you've stuck around while i've been too sick to work on a bigger project. if you were here to see me start production for and then pull ghost #1, the story behind it is that i sort of suddenly learned i wouldn't always be as sick as i was, that i didn't have to rush anything, and that i could produce thistle and spade in chronological order with a bit of patience. that left me with no smaller project to draw and release in the mean time, except, see, i really like this game, call of duty. i was still on bed rest when i started domesticated, and with a ton of physical therapy i've been able to draw longer and longer hours. it's trained me up to be a better comic artist than i ever was before. it's grown into a sturdier project at the same pace. it's so unlike thistle and spade, whose chapters were written and edited over years and planned to every gesture and expression. i'm just winging it with domesticated, i'm usually rewriting massive swaths of dialogue as i sketch the scenes out, i just keep throwing out ideas until it's something i'm excited to draw and present as my imaginary "what happened outside of the games" day dream land. it's reminded me what i love so much about story telling and comics. it's made me excited to see thistle and spade go live again down the road. but first i have to rebuild its website too TTuTT

all right i'll see everyone pretty soon! thanks for hanging around as usual!

[msbluebell]

How We Fall For People Like James Somerton

We're all joking, but this James Somerton thing has me really fucked up.

I wasn't a huge fan of James. I saw a few of his videos and liked them. In the ones I saw he was calm and explained things straightforwardly and even the one or two times he said things against white women...well, that's language I've been seeing on Tumblr since I joined back in my tweenage years. I thought it was just a dismissive joke pointing out a frank reality.

I didn't watch him too much. Just a few videos. I kept meaning to watch more, but I didn't because sometimes I wanted something easier. But I regarded him sell because of how informed he seemed.

And that's the thing, isn't it? He SEEMED informed. He spoke confidently and sometimes quoted queer sounding articles and I trusted him blindly. And why? Because he was giving me information that SEEMED well researched.

Illumanaughtii too. I WAS a consistent fan of hers before other youtubers came out. Because she presented information really well and I like hand drawn characters and because she read academic sounding quotes. I trusted her and her information was stollen. And I feel like a fool for ever having trusted her now, but at least her stollen facts were apparently accurate. Maybe.

James though, he straight up lied. Todd in the Shadows went through a lot of effort to expose those lies. He did so much research that I didn't bother to do. And he admitted he only did it because he happened to know people more informed than him that noticed the lies and went down a rabbit hole.

And maybe if I was more involved I would have noticed. But that's beside the point. what's getting me is I didn't bother to check myself, I just blindly trusted.

And the worst part is I can see why it happened.

I work.

I work, and then I get home, and when I get home I stress. I stress about work I have to do tomorrow, or classes, or finding a new job that actually pays a livable wage. And to escape that stress I go online to AO3, or tumblr, but especially Youtube.

Because I like youtube, I like to have noise in the background while I work. I like to listen to things while I read. And some of the time it's ASMR videos, or watching someone cook something. But mostly? It's history things or video essays.

And when I'm working, or reading, I'll hear a fact, and I'll look up, and I'll think "Huh, that's interesting to know, I didn't know that." And I won't think anything about it.

Because I'm busy, or I'm tired. I'm tired from work, and I don't want to do more work. Or sometimes it's mental health. This is my coping mechanism. I'm trying to learn things, do something to distract myself. I'm not looking to disprove things.

In other words I'm lazy. Or, if I'm being kind to myself, I'm tired.

Maybe if the topic was something I was an expert in I would have noticed. I'm a former ballerina, I'm a failed history major dropout. Maybe if he'd said something like "Holodomor never happened" or "Boudica is a Finnish folk hero" I'd have noticed. Maybe.

But he didn't, and I didn't notice. I assumed he did the work, and why?

Because surely a gay man wouldn't spend hours on youtube talking about Queer history if he wasn't passionate. Because he, a queer man, would surely know about queer history. Surely he wouldn't want to spread lies and hate. And he's quoting from books and articles so why wouldn't I trust him?

My trust was blind and unfounded.

And now I'm reeling from that. I'm reeling because I'm starting to feel like I can't trust a lot of people. How can I listen to any Youtuber casually now?

I can't, I never should have assumed I could.

Now every informative video feels like I need to do tens of hours of research just to be sure what I'm hearing is true. I feel like I can't trust anything unless I do.

James Somerton took my trust.

And it's not only that either. That's not what scares me the most. It's that there are THOUSANDS of people like me. Millions like me. Who are learning something from a video or a tweet or a tumblr post from someone they assume is an expert and are blindly trusting because they assume they can trust it. They don't intend to do their own research because they're tired, or don't know how. And that scars me. I was a history major, I studied tyrants and misinformation and the rise of propaganda, and I, with all my tools to notice, was still blind.

You cannot blindly trust a video, you cannot blindly trust a tweet, you especially cannot blindly trust a tumblr post.

YOU ARE NOT IMMUNE TO PROPOGANDA

[capybaraonabicycle]

Thank you so much for tagging me!!!

3 ships: Doctorriver (Doctor Who), as always, Wellenore (Poeparty), MC x Amalia (It Lives Within) - Hang on, I think I just figured out my type in ships. Because the other two coming to mind were Eleanor x Chidi and Orpheus x Euridice and -

Now that's not concerning at all

First ship: I'm not sure... I think the first people I was actively rooting for before they became a thing were Linnéa Wallin and Vanessa Dahl of the Circle trilogy. Felt such vindication and excitement when I had interpreted the signs correctly and not just been reading a lot into nothing. Similar moment to thasmin eotd, honestly

Last song: Spotify says Bonnie Banks of Loch Lomond but I listened to some Murray Gold after

Last film: Ice Age, I think?

Currently reading: Still La Meute. I have finished several books in between but I need to finish that one soon

Currently craving: I could go for a hug, too. Also some rain trousers, my bike is waiting outside in the downpour and I don't want to join her like this 😭

Fav color: purple. And blue. And every other colour basically, give me a rainbow :)

Relationship status: single

Last thing googled: tumblr.com, too, also now images of my lovely ships to connect the dots about my preferences live and in colour

Current obsessions: dw as per usual, also I've recently been getting more and more into Anne of Green Gables. And the day before yesterday I had a surge of renewed wellenore obsession (go watch poeparty (for free on yt), best series ever made that features hg wells falling in love with a sassy ghost)

tagging (without pressure) @none-ofthisnonsense, @silly-witch, @spacewives-in-spacetime, @pia-writes-things, @montied

Thank you for the tag @kisses-quitefrenchthat!

3 ships: Jenny/Vastra (Doctor Who), Xena/Gabrielle (Xena), Janeway/Seven (Star Trek: Voyager)

First ship: HaruMichi (Haruka/Michiru from Sailor Moon) gods I was obsessed with them for years

Last song: Do it for her from the SU soundtrack dhfsjgjkfd

Last film: oh god, I don’t watch that many movies, let me think… The Doctor Who Movie, if I’m not mistaken? Which I watched on Christmas Eve.

Currently reading: Seven Mercies by Laura Lam and Elizabeth May (haven’t read on for a while because I’m trying not to burn out from uni XD)

Currently craving: a hug? If we’re talking about food, sushi

Fav color: green! And violet, I think.

Relationship status: chronically and happily single

Last thing googled: tumblr.com (beloved hellsite)

Current obsessions: Paternoster Gang is going strong, isn’t it XD That, mostly. As per usual. And Xena/Gabrielle which is very Jenny/Vastra coded. (I’ve also fallen into Carmilla webseries, but I’m trying not to let it take me over)

No pressure tags @capybaraonabicycle @simpingforwomen24-7 @marvellouspinecone

[sen-ya]

Life After Info Post

[Click here to access the Life After Digital Comic Book]

Summary: Two years ago, a viral outbreak rose the dead. Considering how his life had gone up to this point, surgeon Trafalgar Law figured this might as well happen too. When a supply run into the nearby city gets intercepted by a seemingly reckless and impulsive former patient, the dependable routine Law had settled into in this new life shatters. He finds himself exposed — his body out in the infected landscape, his conscious clawing to define what he believes is right, his heart begrudgingly deciding to find a new home on his sleeve. Maybe there’s more than a virus roaming the new world that can bring a dead man back to life.

Content Warnings: Canon typical violence, zombies/body horror (but lbr I am not good at making scary things look scary)

Relationships: Luffy x Law

Update Schedule: New page every Monday/Wednesday/Friday

Page Count: [37 posted | 55 drawn]

Latest Update: [7/21/24] WOWEE did I get myself carried away this morning. I just spent 5 hours organizing my comics and creating the digital comic book pages. I could have spent that time drawing or idk not doing what I do for my job, but I cannot be stopped. Anyway I blocked out 30 pages of this comic last week and they include the most intense action sequence I've ever done in my gotdang life. Wish me luck because I am nervous about tying down all my drawings lmao.

OLD UPDATES:

[6/29/24] HULLO! I'm doing so bad at keeping my masterposts updated lately I am sorry. All pages of life after are tagged life after if you're ever looking between masterpost updates! Also exciting update, I finally have figured out all the different plot points i'm gonna be hitting (yay!). I got hung up on something for awhile that made me not wanna work on this project, but I'm back at it. I think we'll end up with 6-7 parts! I have probably another 80-100 pages to draw lol. Also i got the app Magic Poser and it's AWESOME and I immediately used it to block out sets cuz MAN I hate backgrounds.

[6/10/24] HELLO. I'm sorry I've been shit at updating my masterposts lately. It's easiest to do from my computer, which I rarely use, and life has been happening. I also can't believe I bungled the queue and posted pg19 before pg18 i am very sorry 🤦 Eventually I'll have to turn this into an airtable base I'm sure, but until that day comes where I have like 100 pages of this comic we're stickin to the regular post lmao

[5/26/23] I got real caught up in doing summer of lawlu comics this week and this is the first week since the first week of April I haven't drawn new Life After pages and it feels weird 🙊

[5/19/24] More Luffy backstory comin' this week! :^)

[5/12/24] Updating now so get myself on schedule to update on Sundays like I had been with my other comic master post!

[5/8/24] Thank you to everyone who's liked/reblogged/comment on the first few pages!! It means the world to me that anyone's reading my silly little comics.

[4/28/24] HULLO. It’s happeninnng. I’ve spent the last few weeks working on this comic, and I gotta make this post so I can start queuing pages & link this in them! This is the most like….legit? Comic endeavor I’ve undertaken perhaps….ever. I’m very nervous about committing to how long it will need to be lol. This story is dear to my heart — zombie content is kind of my very favorite. I’ve always found it to be a great backdrop for exploring themes like grief, coping with change, community, and learning to live again. It’ll be a long haul but I hope you’ll ride it out with me!! Tomorrow I’ll be posting the first two pages. After that a page will post every Monday/Wednesday/Friday. As of this post I’ve completed over 20 pages so that I have a good lead on what’s posting and continuing to write, so I’m hopeful that’s a cadence I’ll be able to maintain. I’ll update this post weekly to include the most recent pages the way I do with my main comics master post. All pages will be tagged 'Life After' and I'll tag any pages with zombies in them with 'zombie' for blacklisting etc.

[vitaminseetarot]

PAC: What Hobby Should You Begin Next? 🎨🛶📯

Sup y'all, it's time for a new pick a card reading (this one's especially for you night owls out there as I'm posting this at midnight lol). Ideally, I'd like to post one PAC every week after this but eh, lettuce see about that. 🥬👀

This pick a card was inspired by the remaining energies of late Taurus season. The grass is bright, the air is warm, the flowers are blooming, and it's brought out the artist in me. While I've been finishing a leisure painting, I stopped to draw out some cards to help out anyone who's in the mood to do something fun in their spare time but could use some direction or guidance.

Pick any one of the four Prism Oracle cards below, or its corresponding crystal/emoji, to see what hobby you could explore next, or if there is a hobby you enjoy that is calling for your attention:

Pile 1 - Consciousness + Moonstone 🌙 Pile 2 - Happiness + Carnelian 😊 Pile 3 - Creativity + Amethyst 🎉 Pile 4 - Determination + Citrine 🧭

Pile 1 - Consciousness + Moonstone 🌙

77 Beginnings, Sound+Resonance+Frequency, The Musician, Capricorn Rising - Aspire; Page of Swords, Page of Wands, 9 of Cups, Knight of Swords, XI Justice

Wow, pile 1, I think you have the most obvious answer of all four piles. You're very drawn to pursuing something musical. It could be in a variety of ways. You might try singing, writing a song, playing an instrument, learning to dance, or perform in musical theater (the purple curtain in the Justice card definitely brings theater to mind). You could enjoy collecting vinyl records, or producing music through special programs and apps. You may desire to publish your music online, or dream of going big on stage and signing major contracts with labels. Two Pages tells me you're most likely into more than one thing, as plenty of musical artists can multitask.

Your pile was the only one to get two Prism cards at first as Anxiety initially wanted to pop out. It's also clear that with two Pages and the Beginnings card, you're very new at this hobby. There's an over awareness of this fact, that on some level you may not know where to even start. There's some doubt I sense that you feel you can't be at the level you wish to stand on. Capricorn energy wants to reach for the very top of the ladder in accomplishment; it is a steady energy although not intent on settling. I get that there are many people here who greatly look up to an artist and wish to have their same talents. Try to look past the smoke and mirrors of all the top 40's singers and know that music is way more accessible than it's made to look.

Try embracing the newness of this pursuit, pile 1. It's okay to be a little lost, or feel that there's a long way to go. The only way to go pro is to start small and grow. There are a lot of free resources online for learning music (try out musictheory.net for free lessons) and free vocal technique lessons on Youtube. Some people are very lucky to have the chance to start learning at a young age, but if we were to set a rule stating that only those who did so could play, that would leave a lot of creative geniuses and successful musicians out of the frame. If you're learning to play the keyboard, practice one song or even one note at a time (doesn't have to be Chopsticks, lol). Consistency is key.

When the inspiration and joy to explore music finally strikes you, take the time to really dive in and make something small. If you're trying to write a song, start with a jingle. If it's music theory you want to go over, start with just 1 lesson and see how it feels. If you're learning to dance, begin with warm ups and slow music before working on the more intense songs. Are you looking for writing inspiration? Keep plenty of notes on hand and learn how to identify music so you can easily write a melody down (there are empty music notebooks for this). If this is something you would like to do in the long term, then continue to practice with that perspective by not overdoing it to compensate for "lost time". You are exactly where you need to be on your creative journey.

Pile 2 - Happiness + Carnelian 😊

66 The Selves, You Belong Here, The Wise One, Cancer Moon - Intuit; X Wheel of Fortune, Sagittarius ♐, VI The Lovers, 9 of Pentacles, XVI The Tower

What's going on, pile 2? With the Selves card above Sagittarius, I'm getting that a lot of you may be interested in pursuing theater or comedy, whether that's stand up or it's simply channeled through the projects you create. Your next hobby may involve incorporating a lot of humor into what you do. This pile is the most multifaceted of the four, with many differing hobbies, so I'm going to list a variety of different talents, but what binds them all together is the need to express one's own (very) strong opinions for the world to see.

You may want to be a photographer who documents unusual things, or write something that makes a powerful statement. There's a need here to let go of any of the anxieties that come with expressing your authentic self, because while those feelings are natural, listening to them too much will dampen your creative drive. This is the group that wants to make very surreal graffiti art or provocative dance routines. With the Tower card, here, I feel there's a need for the shock and awe to get your inspiration buzzing. On the gentler side, I can see some of you getting into something nature based like flower printing and permaculture but the caveat is that it's a reflection of your genuine self and beliefs in some way. With Wheel of Fortune, some of you may feel an urge to learn about tarot or pendulum reading, as these things are typically categorized as "unusual".

You may also get into traveling to stay involved in your hobby, or it requires roving about in some way. To break down creative blocks, it might help to actually move yourself to a different location. It doesn't necessarily involve moving to a whole new place, it could just refer to another part of your home or you may benefit from walking or dancing to decompress. I feel that moving your body will stimulate your creative ideas to flow through. A small number of you may have considered trying out extreme sports like free climbing or parkour. I don't really need to mention that these can be incredibly dangerous, so some of you may like something similar like skateboarding or gymnastics as well. It doesn't have to be intense, just active.

With the Lovers, there also exists a social aspect to your hobby. You may be drawn to share you hobby with a friend or with partners. It will greatly help you to be in an environment that supports your avant-garde tastes and not settle for less. It's not always easy to put shocking art with profound messages out there for the world to make sense of it, though some make it seem that way. It's easy to pretend that negative feedback doesn't get to you, but only accept constructive criticism as that will feed you more than shocked reactions. You cannot afford to have others in your life discourage you, as your skill sets require a lot of space for growth. Nourish relationships that want to celebrate your talents with you. Find a community that loves what you love, and wants to see you happy with what you do. Embrace the wild side of your artistic abilities.

Pile 3 - Creativity + Amethyst 🎉

54 Security, the Messenger, The Aspirant, Aries Sun - Assert; 2 of Pentacles, Knight of Wands, 0 The Fool, Aquarius ♒, Virgo ♍

Hello, pile 3. With the 2 of Pentacles, many of you may want to explore a hobby that is both online and offline, or the internet and social media are major components. If you like making artwork, you could be into digital art or simply want to upload images of your offline work for others to see. With Virgo, some of you may have a lot to say, by starting a blog or online journal documenting your life or interests, or you could try out freelance editing. If you were a youtuber, you could be really good at creating epically long videos about niche topics, or short videos explaining how to do a certain task (like tiktoks that showcase a person's routines and what cleaning products they recommend).

I see that this is the pile of innovation, as the Creativity card shows a lightbulb. You could have various ideas pop up in your head, only to feel unsure of how to approach them. Your attention span could split into a variety of different mediums for getting the idea out. Aquarius wants to take its genius energy and spread it around the world. For a lot of you, social media will support your ideas by broadcasting them. Your hobby may directly involve interfacing with others; your creative spark is not for hiding away. Web design, for example, is a hobby but it involves creating something that others will directly interact with. Your work is meant for a wide audience, should you choose to put yourself out there.

This may not always be easy for you, since there could be a pull towards more stable and predictable activities. There's a nervousness here, kind of like imposter syndrome. You may get a really cool idea for a mobile game app before you or someone else goes "but that's an unrealistic goal to spend so much time and effort on", followed by, "how could I ever make something like that?" The thing is, you can be the most talented, skilled, and experienced person when it comes to a subject, yet still have these same worries. Imposter syndrome doesn't magically go away with a college degree, a new job, or 10,000 subscribers. It's completely normal, but make sure to not let your doubts tempt you into doing something more boring and unfulfilling. This is the pile most likely to try a totally new hobby that is unrelated to your other skills, it doesn't have to be realistic.

But also understand that it can take time for something to get really good. Your first fiction draft is gonna turn out clunky, or your app could be filled with bugs, but it's part of the process. There's no perfect time; when you get the urge to try, just try it! Reach out to a local community or chat group so you can get a realistic sense of how long it takes for projects and skills develop. Slam poetry may be a great outlet, so if you'd like to do that, attend an open mic and see how others do it. You are allowed to be imperfect with your hobby--if you wish to evolve your craft, remember the passion and curiosity that brought you to it.

Pile 4 - Determination + Citrine 🧭

57 Spiritual Guide, What Goes Around Comes Around, The Astronomer, Taurus Rising - Enjoy; 9 of Pentacles, Cancer ♋, Queen of Swords, Knight of Wands, Knight of Swords

How's it going, pile 4? So this is the most active and possibly athletic pile we have here. Staying in the house is not gonna work because something is itching you to get out underneath the stars. Could some of you be majoring or planning in major in STEM? I'm getting a lot of natural science here. With the Astronomer card, you could want to use your telescope to go stargazing or visit planetariums. Are you still feeling the buzz from all the aurora storm and eclipse hype? It would not surprise me if these events awoke an interest for you and now you're looking up when the next meteor shower will show up or when Saturn will be most visible in the sky.

Your next hobby needs or is the outdoors on some level. But Cancer energy is that of a homebody. The most laidback people in this group may enjoy relaxing hobbies like birdwatching or gardening. These hobbies could be spiritually fulfilling for you. I'm seeing someone wearing an apron outside, so could some of you be interested in grilling or being the host to a fun party in the backyard. Do people even have book club meetings in gardens? A lot of enjoying nature is simply finding a good spot and soaking in the scenery with no other goal in mind. Just being near trees and beach sides might be enough.

But I see a lot of you mainly wish to have an adventure and go far out in nature when the weather's just right. You could be thinking about hiking or backpacking out on trails. It all depends on your comfort level as we all have different tolerance levels. I don't know if geocaching and pokemon go are still popular, but they can be unique ways to engage with the outdoors. You could try guided nature tours presented by nature conservationists like the National Audubon, where you can identify and take photos of animals as you wander through the woods and plains. You may like a hobby that is seasonally specific, like swimming in warm waters or skiing down a snowy mountain.

Your hobby may have you think deeply about how humans connect with nature, exploring the ecosystem and how our actions influence our environment. Climate change can be a very serious and, for some, directly impactful topic to mull over. Remind yourself that as long as you're respectful (leave no trace), mother nature enjoys your company as much as you do for her. A small few of you may have the urge to travel to weird locations. Two knights in your reading suggest boldness. If you decide to visit an abandoned or haunted place, Queen of Swords says to please be careful and follow rules if it says no trespassing, and remember that abandoned places can be dangerous from faulty wiring and unstable flooring. Overall, I feel this pile just can't do with an indoor hobby. You have the motivation and courage to explore the vast beautiful world out there. It awaits you.

This reading has not been evaluated by the FDA to diagnose, prevent, treat, or cure any disease or infection. Please ask your physician before going online.

2024, @VitaminseeTarot ™

[bengiyo]

Blue Canvas of Youthful Days: BL is So Good When The Characterization Holds

I've been enamored with this show as each week builds on the actions and information we previously received. I am white knuckling through the end of this show, because we have caught up with the prologue just past the midpoint (@benkaben). I've been thinking a lot about this show, so I want to get some of my thoughts down before any unwelcome turns happen.

Qi Lu Feels Recognizably Gay

I've been thinking a lot about Qi Lu since we had the attempted first kiss with East Palace, West Palace (1996) playing in the background (@twig-tea). The fact that he has this film implies that he's known about himself for a while and has been looking for resources online to feed this part of himself. He pushed for that moment, and he recognized the attraction in Qin Xiao.

Later, he doesn't allow Qin Xiao to play coy about what's going on with them. He also doesn't fold in on himself and collapse because he faced a rejection. He's one of the rare characters who Knows himself that has the response that feels more real to me when they get rejected by a boy they know likes them: they get mad.

I loved that Qi Lu got defiant and demanding about Qin Xiao. He's totally wrong (@lurkingshan), but it was so correct for the position he's in. He's stifled by his dad, and beaten for showing any defiance. He's clearly lacking in other friendships. I completely get Qi Lu becoming possessive of Qin Xiao, and getting frustrated that Qin Xiao wouldn't return his feelings.

I'm also enamored with the way he seems to see past Qin Xiao's threats of violence. There's something so specific about a gay man who regularly suffers beatings from his father recognizing the false bravado behind Qin Xiao's own threats, and choosing to respond with gentleness to it every time. I'm still thinking about him kissing that man's fist in episode 8.

Like any young person caught up in their first romance, they're enjoying the honeymoon phase and promising things that will surely cause us immense pain. Still, Qi Lu is one of my favorite gay boys of the year, because he didn't get smaller when he faced rejection. He got bigger and stubborn. I love him.

Qin Xiao is a Great Romantic Lead

Zhang Xuan Yu is killing it as Qin Xiao. He is perfectly calibrated to be the kind of man any young gay would fall for.

He's a talented artist that has a strong moral center. He is willing to learn new ways to communicate to take care of the people that matter to him. He is caring for a sick grandparent. He's also so beautiful.

Even his rejection of Qi Lu is attractive. He's obviously drawn to Qi Lu, but this was not what he had in mind for his life. He's also leery of the big economic and social lines between them. He's got gangsters showing up at his place of work to threaten him.

But how can he stay away? As soon as he got a little bit jealous, he broke at the persistent kindness of Qi Lu. They let themselves feel what's happening between them and it looks so comfortable. I'm so ready for all of the drama to come, and I am crossing my fingers that we don't get a traumatizing ending to justify this getting past the censors.

Teacher Liu is a Mess and I Love Him

This man needs to get his shit together, but goddamn am I invested. He started helping a guy who reminded him of the brother whose death he feels responsible for, only to fall for that young man. Now his sensibilities as a teacher are clouding the issue for him, and he's lying to that boy. What a disaster of a man. I love him.

I was a teacher, and I have been in the position this man was in when he faced down Qi Lu's father. I've had to say the correct things to a parent to diffuse a situation where I was worried for my student's safety. I've also been in the position of having to tell gay kids between the lines to focus on their responsibilities over their relationship issues without saying anything that could be seen as me not meeting the responsibility of a teacher to report behavior. You have to maintain a level of plausible deniability that I find myself connecting to with Teacher Liu.

That being said, he's doing wrong by Tan Yin, and I'm glad Tan Yin is assertive about what's happening with them. I don't think this would work as a drama if the show didn't show us constantly that it knows Liu is a fuck up here.

We're Really In it Now

As we enter the final two weeks of this show, I remain cautious about how we'll finish. However, regardless of how this show ends, we've had eight incredibly strong episodes that show us that the people behind this know what story they're telling. If their ending feels contrived and doesn't make sense, I hope that it feels like something that was forced on them. In either case, I wanted to write about how strongly I've responded to the first eight episodes, because this is one of the most satisyfing experiences I've had as a viewer this year. I am amazed that we got this, Let Free the Curse of Taekwondo, and Love in the Big City all at the same time.

I clearly just need to hold out for fall every year.

[syuga-s]

love you yes

w.c. 7.3k pairing. changkyun x fem!reader genre. this time is just SMUT i'm sorry a/n. NSFW MDNI !!! idk i've had this one sitting around for a while,, does anyone else get this same aura from this man?? he's SO!!! yk, ANYWAYYYY i did this fic for my sake but i still hope you all enjoy it, straight smut, nothing kinky just calling him daddy and him calling you slut once (lovingly), hope i didn't miss anything LOVE Y'ALL

You had always been enchanted by the alluring and provocative nature of shunga art, entranced by the vivid depictions of passion and desire. As you stood in the bustling gallery, surrounded by a sea of people, your gaze fixated on the explicit imagery. Lost in thought, you suddenly felt a presence beside you and turned to see a man, his eyes fixated on the same image that had enraptured you.

"Isn't it fascinating?" he said with a warm smile. "The way they captured every intimate detail, every moment of pleasure."

You couldn't help but nod in agreement, a rush of exhilaration coursing through your veins at the man's audacity in approaching you. The bustling gallery around suddenly faded into the background as his presence enveloped you. His voice was like warm honey, drawing you in with each smooth word, and his confident demeanor only added to his irresistible charm. You found yourself unable to resist him, completely captivated by his boldness and charisma.

"They say that shunga was meant to be both arousing and educational," he continued. "A way for couples to explore their desires and learn from each other."

As he spoke, you felt a tingling energy surge through your body. It was clear that both of you held an intense admiration for this age-old longing, and a sense of connection formed between you in that moment.

"I'm Changkyun," he said, extending his hand towards you.

You took it gently in your own. "Y/N," you replied with a shy smile.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Y/N," Changkyun said, his warm smile making you feel at ease. You both stood there, surrounded by art full of passion and intimacy. It was as though this exhibit had brought you together for a reason.

Your hands touched and you felt a spark of electricity between you, igniting a fire within you that you hadn't felt in years. Changkyun's gaze lingered on your face as if trying to decipher your thoughts.

As the gallery buzzed with visitors admiring the provocative artwork, Changkyun leaned in closer to you, his voice barely above a whisper. "Would you like to explore the gallery together? I find that art is best appreciated when shared with someone who understands its true beauty."

You felt a thrill run through you at the prospect of walking with Changkyun by your side. Without hesitation, you nodded in agreement, eager to learn more about art in his company.

You were drawn to him in the sea of art enthusiasts because he seemed genuinely engaged with the work, and not just there to be seen. He studied each piece carefully, his brow furrowed slightly as he took it all in.

Later, when he approached your corner of the gallery, your heart pounded in your chest. This man is out of your league, you reminded yourself silently. But still, you couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement when your eyes locked again.

“There's something about this particular painting that intrigues me," Changkyun said, gesturing towards a piece depicting two lovers entwined in a passionate embrace.

You moved closer to him, your breath catching as you followed his gaze. This piece was indeed captivating, and it was your favorite, you used vivid colors and intricate details that seemed to come alive under the soft gallery lights.

As you both stood in front of the painting, Changkyun's presence beside you sent a wave of warmth through your body. You found yourself studying your painting with new eyes. The air between you crackled with an unspoken tension, both of you acutely aware of the magnetic pull drawing you closer together.

"I can't help but wonder what their story is," Changkyun mused, his voice low and husky.

"Maybe they’re forbidden lovers," you whispered, your voice barely audible in the hushed gallery.

“You’re incredibly talented,” Changkyun said after studying your work closely for several minutes.

“Thank you,” you replied with a smile. “It’s always nice when someone recognizes that.”

“Of course,” he said earnestly. “May I ask where your inspiration comes from?”

You felt a rush of vulnerability at his question, unsure whether you were ready to reveal the depths of your creativity to a near stranger. But something in Changkyun's gaze urged you to open up, to share a part of yourself that you rarely showed others.

With a soft sigh, you began to speak, your words tinged with passion and emotion. "It comes from the raw emotions that we all carry within us," you explained, your eyes searching his face for understanding. "I paint to capture the unspoken desires, the hidden truths that lie beneath the surface of our everyday lives."

Changkyun listened intently, his gaze unwavering as he absorbed your words. There was a flicker of something in his eyes, a glimmer of recognition that made your heart skip a beat. “That’s fascinating. You seem to capture those beautifully.”

A warmth spread through you at his compliment. “It’s a way for me to explore and express my own feelings too.”

“I can definitely sense that,” Changkyun said, his gaze lingering on one of your paintings. “Your work evokes a strong emotional response.”

You smiled, feeling a sense of validation from his words. “Thank you. It means a lot coming from you, I get the feeling that not everyone appreciates art as much as you do.”

For hours, you lost yourselves in conversation about art, history, and desire. It was as if you were two kindred spirits brought together by your shared passions. Changkyun's knowledge and enthusiasm were intoxicating, leaving you hungry for more.

As the evening drew to a close and the gallery began to empty out, Changkyun offered one last piece of wisdom.

"You know," he said, his voice low and seductive, "shunga was also used as a form of foreplay. Couples would study the images together, letting them ignite their desires before they became lost in each other's arms."

You felt a rush of heat at his words, your body responding to the suggestive tone of his voice. Changkyun's eyes darkened with desire as he watched your reaction.

"Perhaps we could continue this discussion somewhere more... private," he suggested, his words laced with an unmistakable invitation.

Your heart raced at the thought of being alone with him, finally giving in to the electric chemistry that had been building throughout the night. With a simple nod, you let him take your hand and lead you out of the gallery.

Outside, the cool night air did little to quell the fire that burned between you. Changkyun's private car was waiting at the curb, a sleek black sedan with tinted windows.

He held the door open for you, his touch sending shivers down your spine. As you settled into the plush leather seats, the anticipation thick in the air, you couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement at what was to come.

The driver pulled away from the curb, leaving the hustle and bustle of the city behind. In the privacy of his car, the tension between you was palpable, each passing moment filled with unspoken desire.

Changkyun's hand brushed against yours, sending a jolt of electricity through you as he leaned in closer. The world outside the car seemed to fade away as his lips met yours in a gentle, yet passionate kiss. The warmth of his embrace, the sweetness of his touch, all enveloped you in a haze of desire.

As the car sped towards its destination, Changkyun's hands explored every inch of you, igniting a fire within your core. You moaned into his mouth as he cupped your breasts through the thin fabric of your dress, teasing your sensitive nipples to hardened peaks.

You lost yourself in Changkyun's embrace, feeling a connection unlike any you had experienced before. His hands explored your body with a reverence that made your heart race, igniting a fire within you that burned hotter with each passing moment.

The driver glanced at you in the rearview mirror, but you were too consumed by passion to care. With one swift motion, Changkyun reached forward and pulled up the partition, enclosing you in a bubble of desire. Now shielded from intrusive eyes, you could fully indulge in your hunger without inhibition.

With the barrier in place, Changkyun's touch grew bolder, his fingers tracing tantalizing patterns along your skin. You arched into his embrace, craving more of his electrifying touch.

When the car finally came to a stop outside his luxurious penthouse, Changkyun wasted no time in leading you inside, his lips never leaving yours as he eagerly explored your mouth. As you stumbled through the door, your clothes fell to the floor in a trail of discarded fabrics. Naked and exposed, you stood there for a moment, taking in each other's bodies.

The air was heavy with anticipation as he guided you to his bedroom, where the soft glow of fixtures casted shadows across the room.

Changkyun's eyes devoured your curves, his desire for you evident in the way his eyes lingered on every inch of your nude form. He took your hand and led you to the bed, his touch electrifying as he guided you to the soft mattress.

He pulled you down with him, his body pressing against yours. You could feel the hardness of his erection against your abdomen, a testament to his arousal.

Changkyun's lips trailed down your neck, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. He kissed his way to your breasts, his tongue flicking over your nipples, making them stand at attention.

You moaned softly, your body trembling with anticipation. He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting gently, making you arch your back and moan in pleasure.

Changkyun was everything you had imagined and more. His muscular frame glistened, and his hard cock stood proud, asking for your undivided attention. You couldn't help but feel a surge of delight knowing that you were the one who was making him hard.

A playful grin tugged at your lips as you knelt down and enveloped him with your mouth, relishing in the pulsing sensation of his entire being. A low moan of delight escaped him as you teased his velvety skin with your tongue, drawing circles around his most sensitive spot before engulfing him fully in your throat.

As you continued to pleasure Changkyun, you could feel his hand tangling in your hair, pulling you closer to him. You moaned around his cock, loving the way he tasted.

His hips bucked beneath you, thrusting himself deeper into your mouth. You could feel him hitting the back of your throat, which only made you want him more.

His hand left your hair and began to caress your cheek, his touch gentle yet firm. It sent a quiver of desire through you.

"That's it, baby," he whispered breathlessly. "Take all of me. Show me what you can do."

With a renewed sense of purpose, you began to suck harder, his shaft throbbing in your mouth. Your eyes watered from the intensity, but he refused to let go. Changkyun groaned loudly, his hips jerking uncontrollably. You could feel his balls tightening and knew he was about to cum.

As a stream of warm liquid filled your mouth, you greedily swallowed it down, the taste of him was intoxicating—earthy and musky with a hint of sweetness—, and for a few moments, you stayed on your knees, still savoring him.

As you looked up at Changkyun's flushed face and heaving chest, you knew that this was just the beginning of the night.

Changkyun pulled you to your feet, his eyes filled with a hunger that mirrored your own. He kissed you deeply, his tongue exploring every inch of your mouth as your bodies pressed together, the heat between you still unbearable.

Changkyun kissed his way down your body, leaving a trail of wet kisses and lingering bites that sent shivers down your spine. He settled between your thighs, spreading them wide to give him full access to your dripping core.

His hot breath fanned across your sensitive folds, making you ache with need. You moaned softly as he dipped his tongue into your wetness, tracing circles around your clit before suckling it gently into his mouth.

You gripped the sheets beneath you as he expertly tormented you with his skilled tongue. Waves of pleasure crashed over you with each flick and swirl, building an inferno of need deep within you.

You arched your back off the bed as he added two fingers to the mix, thrusting them in and out of you at an agonizingly slow pace. Your walls clenched around him as you neared the edge of ecstasy, desperate for release.

Sensing your urgency, Changkyun quickened his pace, pumping his fingers into you while lashing at your swollen clit with his tongue. The coil inside you tightened until it was almost unbearable before finally snapping free.

Your body shuddered and convulsed as you came, your cry of pleasure echoing through the room. Changkyun continued to lavish attention on your sensitive spots, milking every last drop of pleasure from your body.

Finally, he pulled away, his breaths heavy and his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. He leaned in to kiss you, his lips tender and passionate yet demanding in their depth.

"I want to be inside you," he whispered hoarsely, his body still trembling from the intensity of your orgasm.

"I want that too," you breathed, your desire for him still burning bright.

With a flourish, he reached for a condom and rolled it onto his throbbing erection. He positioned himself at your entrance, his eyes never leaving yours as he entered you slowly, filling you completely.

You moaned at the sensation, your body adjusting to his size and penetration. He began to set a punishing pace, his hips slamming against yours with powerful thrusts.

The sound of your bodies colliding filled the room along with your ragged breaths and sinful moans. It was as if you were two souls perfectly attuned to each other's desires, lost in a symphony of pleasure and passion.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, urging him deeper as he fucked you relentlessly.

His hands gripped your hips, pulling you closer with each thrust, his cock hitting your G-spot with precision. You cried out, the pleasure-pain washing over you like a tidal wave.

Changkyun's eyes locked onto yours, the hunger in them growing more intense with each passing moment. He increased his pace, his hips slamming against your body with a ferocity that was both painful and exhilarating.

You could feel your orgasm building, the tension in your body reaching a breaking point. Your walls clenched around him, stilling his movements for a moment as he groaned, his erection twitching inside you.

"Come for me, baby," he growled, his voice low and husky. "Let me feel you come around me."

With those words, you shattered beneath him like fragile glass, every nerve ending on fire as you rode out wave after wave of mind-numbing bliss. Changkyun's movements grew erratic as he chased his own release, thrusting into you with abandon until he finally found his own sweet release.

With a guttural cry, he emptied himself, and you held him close as his body shuddered with the force of his orgasm, your hearts pounding in sync as you slowly came back down to earth.

You lay tangled together, limbs intertwined, basking in the afterglow of merging of two souls into one.

As your breathing returned to normal, Changkyun rolled onto his back and pulled you into his arms. You rested your head on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

Changkyun's fingers traced lazy circles on your skin. With a contented sigh, you turned to him, a question lingering on your lips.

"Changkyun, what do you do for a living?" you asked, curiosity piqued by the enigmatic man beside you.

He let out a soft chuckle, his lips curling into a sly smirk. "Ah, the fancy world of art brokering," he responded with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "I'm just a middleman, making deals to appease wealthy collectors."

"Well, well, look at you, Mr. Art Expert," you teased, unable to resist poking fun at him.

Changkyun's grin widened, mischief glinting in his eyes. "Oh, you have no idea," he said playfully but with a knowing tone. "But someone's got to do it, right?"

Lost in the quiet intimacy of the moment, Changkyun turned to you, a question lingering on his lips. "You know, I've been thinking about what I saw earlier, about your art and the passion you clearly have.”

Changkyun's gaze softened, his fingers tracing patterns on your skin. "I’m thinking," he began, his voice gentle, "Y/N, your talent, your passion—it's undeniable. And I believe that with the right guidance, you could achieve great things."

You looked at him, surprise flickering in your eyes. "What do you mean?" you asked, curiosity tinged with excitement.

"I mean, I see potential in you that I don't often see in people," Changkyun explained, his gaze never leaving yours. "And I want to help you harness that potential, reach for the stars. Would you like that?"

His words filled you with a mix of wonder and gratitude, and you nodded, your breath catching in your throat. "Yes, I-I would," you stammered, feeling honored and touched by his offer.

Changkyun smiled, a warmth spreading across his face. "Good. Then let's start by visiting my gallery tomorrow," he said, and you felt a surge of pride and excitement.

"Your gallery?" you asked, not quite believing it.

"Yes, my gallery. It's where I showcase the best art I can find, and I think you should be a part of it," he said, his hand still tracing patterns on your skin.

Your heart swelled at his offer. To have someone like Changkyun believe in you and your work—it was a dream come true. "I don't know what to say," you murmured, overcome with emotion.

Changkyun reached out and took your hand in his, his touch reassuring. "You don't have to say anything honey," he said softly. "I want to do this for you."

And true to his word, Changkyun became not only your mentor but also your partner and patron. Together, you attended gallery openings, networking events, and exhibitions. With him by your side, you felt unstoppable.

As an artist in her mid-20s who grew up in a regular town, it's still hard for you to believe this is your life now. Changkyun has shown you so much of the world already—trips to Berlin, Rome and Paris for art shows—and there are even bigger things planned on the horizon.

You wake up to the sound of your phone buzzing on the bedside table. The screen illuminates, displaying a text from Changkyun.

"Good morning, sweetheart. I'm sorry to disturb your sleep, but I have an early meeting and just wanted to remind you that I won't be home for breakfast. There's money on the kitchen counter if you need anything. Have a great day! xx"

You smile and yawn simultaneously at his sweet message. Changkyun has been such a wonderful boyfriend - well, more like sugar daddy - since you started dating a few months ago. Not only is he incredibly generous, but he's also so supportive of your art career, and he continues to give you opportunities and connections that you could have only dreamed of before.

You stretch your limbs under the soft sheets before getting out of bed. Padding barefoot across your - his - apartment, which is filled with artwork both have collected together over the past months, you find his handwritten note: "Have a beautiful day, love," accompanied by a stack of bills.

But perhaps what surprises you the most about this new life is how amazing it feels when Changkyun fucks you. It feels real, not transactional like you thought it would at first (not that there's anything wrong with that). The way he makes love to every inch of your body sometimes makes you feel like you’re going to melt away into nothingness.

The memory comes rushing back as you stare at his note, a warm flush of desire spreading through you. The way he looks at you with those dark eyes, full of a warmth and hunger that's so intoxicating. His large hands skimming over your skin, leaving sparks under his touch. The way his lips move against your own, each kiss deepening the connection between you.

You shake your head to clear the images from your mind. You had work to do. Lately, you’ve been feeling inspired to create a new series of paintings based on the experiences you’ve been livng with Changkyun.

As you set up your easel and lay out your paints, you let yourself drift back into those memories for inspiration. It's like flicking through a rolodex of the most vivid fantasies—Changkyun fucking you in your Paris hotel room; Changkyun fucking you against the floor-to-ceiling window of his gallery; Changkyun eating you out on the rooftop terrace of his New York penthouse.

The familiar heat between your legs grows more intense as you picture each scene in vivid detail. You can practically feel his hands on your body, his mouth on yours. Your nipples pucker beneath your thin cotton top as you remember how it feels when he takes them into his mouth one by one, sucking and biting until you’re gasping for air.

You slide a hand down over the curve of your hip to slip under the waistband of your panties. Your pussy already soaked with need, hot and swollen as you circle two fingers over your clit. You moan softly to yourself.

Lost in fantasy, you don't hear the door open or feel the presence behind you until it's too late. "Naughty girl," a low voice murmurs right next to your ear, sending shivers down your spine. "You should know better than to play with yourself without permission."

You turn your head to find Changkyun standing there, a wicked smile playing at the corners of his lips. You feel a flush of embarrassment wash over you, but it's quickly replaced by a surge of desire as you meet his gaze.

"I'm sorry," you say breathlessly. "I couldn't help it. I was just thinking about you and—" Before you can finish the sentence, he grabs you by the wrist and pulls you to your feet. His eyes are dark with hunger as he captures your lips in a ruthless kiss.

"Turn around," he growls against your mouth.

Your knees go weak at the command in his voice, but you manage to do as he says. You face the easel again, bracing yourself against it with both hands. A moment later, you hear the sound of fabric rustling, followed by Changkyun's hand coming down to fondle your ass cheek, before you could blink a hard slap came.

"Mmm… such a pretty little slut," he purrs. "Did you enjoy teasing yourself while you thought of me?"

"Yes," you moan, arching into another spank.

He chuckles low in his throat before trailing hot kisses down the curve of your spine. Your t-shirt pushed up around your shoulders now, leaving your back bare for him to feast upon. Each kiss is like a jolt of electricity straight to your core, making you ache for more.

He reached for your panties and immediately tugged them down until they were pooling around your ankles. He pressed a hand between your shoulder blades to keep you steady as cool air rushed over your exposed flesh.

"Mmm… look at this pretty pussy," he murmurs appreciatively. "So wet and prepared for me." You whimper as his fingers brush over your soaked folds, teasing you with light, feathery touches. "Please, Changkyun," you moan. "I need you."

He chuckles again and slides two fingers deep inside you in one smooth motion. Your walls clench around him, still as tight and eager as the first time he ever touched you like this. "Is this what you need, sweetheart? Or do you prefer my cock—huh?—filling up this greedy little hole?"

His thumb find your clit and rubs slow circles over the sensitive nub as he sets a punishing pace with his fingers. Each thrust is like a shockwave rippling through you from head to toe, building the pressure in your core higher and higher until you’re on the edge of pure bliss.

"Do you want to come for me, baby?" he growls. "Tell me how badly you need it."

"So fucking bad," You moan desperately. "Please, daddy, let me cum for you." He grins against your skin before pulling his hand away completely. Making you whine at the loss of contact but you get silenced by a sharp gasp as something much bigger takes its place.

"Oh fuck," you pant as he slowly sinks into you inch by agonizing inch. He feels so good stretching you open like this—the perfect combination of hard and soft that always leaves you craving more. When his hips are flush against yours, he rests a hand on the small of your back to hold you steady.

"Better?" You can hear that smug smile in his voice even without looking at him.

"So much better," you breathe out.

Without any warning or hesitation, Changkyun pulls back and slams forward again with enough force to knock the (easel) breath right out of your lungs. He sets a relentless pace right from the start—every thrust deeper and harder than the last—as if trying to fuck all thoughts from your mind except for him.

You cling to the easel for dear life, moaning and gasping like a wanton slut as he uses you. The sound of your bodies colliding fills the air, along with the scent of sex and sweat. You can feel the tension coiling tighter and tighter in your belly with each thrust, your orgasm just out of reach. "Please," begging him to let you finish. "I'm so close daddy."

Changkyun grunts in response, but it's not clear if he heard you or if he even cares. Then his hand wraps around your hip, angling it just so to change the angle of his cock—right against that spot that makes you see stars.

Your walls clamp down on him instinctively as the ecstasy crashes over you. Vaguely aware of loud moans filling the room—neither one of you is able nor willing to hold back anymore—as Changkyun fucks you through your orgasm until he's coming too, pulsing hot and heavy inside you.

You stay like that for a few moments until your breathing slows down and your heart rates return to normal. Changkyun finally slips out of you with a low groan before turning you around to face him with a mischievous twinkle in his eye.

Then you're hit with a sudden wave of dizziness. Your legs feel like jelly, and you grab onto his shoulders for support, feeling light-headed from the intensity of your session.

Changkyun raises an eyebrow, concern flickering in his gaze as he steadies you. "Are you okay, sweetheart?" he asks, his voice filled with genuine worry.

You manage a sheepish grin, feeling slightly embarrassed by your body's dramatic reaction. "I think my body is protesting the lack of food," you confess.

And if you weren’t flustered enough, your stomach growled loudly, protesting the lack of sustenance, and you can't help but feel a pang of shyness.

Changkyun quirks an eyebrow, amusement dancing in his eyes as he notices your predicament. "Hungry, are we?" he teases, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.

"I think I might've forgotten to eat breakfast," you mumble sheepishly, feeling the heat rise to your cheeks.

Changkyun's expression softens, and he presses a tender kiss to your forehead. "Let's get some food into you before you faint on me," he says gently, guiding you to the kitchen where he prepares you a quick breakfast of pancakes and fresh fruit.

You sat at the kitchen table, nibbling on your pancakes while Changkyun went about his preparations. The embarrassment you felt earlier had dissipated, leaving only warmth in its place. He was like a comforting blanket, wrapping around you when your world threatened to crumble.

Your gaze wandered towards him, taking in every detail of his face as he moved. The way his lips curved upwards in a half-smile was always enough to make your heart flutter. There was an intensity to him that was both alluring and terrifying, but you knew that he was also capable of tenderness.

He placed a plate of fresh fruit in front of you, a slice of watermelon artistically arranged, surrounded by raspberries and strawberries. It was a tiny gesture, but it meant the world to you. You had always appreciated the thought he put into even the smallest details.

On a lazy Saturday afternoon, you were sprawled out on the luxurious couch in the penthouse, gazing out at the lush greenery of Central Park. Lost in your own world of drawing and designing, you were pulled back to reality by Changkyun's captivating presence as he sweetly demanded your attention.

"Let's take a break," he suggested. "I have something that you might enjoy more than working." Intrigued, you observed as he walked over to his wooden cabinet and pulled out a small bottle of amber liquid.

"This is my favorite scotch," Changkyun explained as he poured you each a glass. "It's aged for twenty-five years in sherry casks from Spain." He handed you a glass before raising his own in a toast.

"Are we celebrating something?" You tilt your head slightly, questioning him with a playful glint in your eyes.

"Not really love," he chuckled, leaning in close to kiss your cheek. "I just wanted to share something special with you. You deserve it."

Taking a sip of the amber liquid, you were taken aback by the rich, smoky flavor that sang across your tongue. You couldn't help but let out a small moan of appreciation.

"You like it?" Changkyun asked, a hint of pride in his voice.

"I do," you admitted, taking another sip to savor the taste. "It's incredibly smooth."

He smiled, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

As you sat on the plush leather couch, sipping your drinks, the atmosphere in your shared space felt different.

“Come here,” Changkyun beckoned, his voice low and alluring, as he gracefully rose from the couch and made his way towards the grand piano that occupied a prominent corner of the room. A piano that had to be worth more than your entire art collection. The polished wood gleamed under the gentle illumination, its intricate carvings and gleaming keys a testament to its opulence.

Entranced by his magnetic presence, you followed him eagerly, your heart fluttering with anticipation. As you approached, the scent of aged wood and delicate piano polish enveloped you, adding to the allure of the moment.

Reaching the piano's side, Changkyun paused, his fingers hovering tantalizingly over the smooth surface of the instrument. With a reverent touch, he traced the elegant curves of the piano's frame, a subtle smile playing upon his lips.

Without hesitation, you reached out, grasping onto his shirt and pulling him closer, unable to resist the magnetic pull he had on you.

He chuckled softly at your eagerness, his touch sending shivers down your spine as his hand slid up under your hair, gripping it firmly. The intensity in his gaze never wavered as he spoke, his words dripping with sincerity and adoration.

“You’re amazing baby,” he murmured against your skin, trailing kisses along your jawline. “I'm in awe of everything you are. I want you to know how it feels to be with someone who loves you.”

His words lingered in the air, filling you with a heady mix of desire and anticipation. And then, without missing a beat, he turned back to the piano, his fingers gliding effortlessly across the keys as he began to play.

His fingers moved across the ivory keys with effortless precision. The melody filled the room, weaving its way through the air like a delicate tapestry of sound, evoking a profuse emotions with each note.

As you listened, you were captivated by the fluidity of Changkyun's movements, the passion that infused every chord he struck. The music seemed to speak to something deep within you, stirring feelings that you had long kept hidden.

Lost in the melody, you glanced at Changkyun, marveling at the intensity of his focus as he poured his heart and soul into the performance. His eyes sparkled with a quiet determination, his expression one of pure concentration as he allowed the music to guide him.

You found yourself utterly captivated by the raw emotion woven into every note. The music seemed to transcend time and space, enveloping you in its haunting beauty and leaving you breathless in its wake.

When he finally concluded the piece, the final notes lingering in the air like a whisper, you couldn't help but be filled with awe at the experience he had just shared with you. The intensity of the moment lingered, echoing in the silence that followed.

"I didn't know you actually played the piano," you whispered softly, your voice filled with genuine admiration and surprise. It was a revelation that left you feeling even more connected to Changkyun, as if there were still depths to him waiting to be discovered.

He met your gaze with a warm smile, his eyes shining with quiet satisfaction. "Surprise," he said playfully, a hint of mischief dancing in his eyes.

"It's just another of my hidden talents," he replied with a smirk, his lips twitching upward. "But tell me, do you like how it sounds? I know I've never played for you before."

You licked your lips nervously, trying to find the right words to convey your sincerity. "I loved it. The music is so...soothing and passionate all at once. It's unlike anything I've ever heard before."

Changkyun's ego swelled at your compliment, and he couldn't help but feel proud of himself. He leaned in closer, the scent of his cologne enveloping you in a warm embrace. "You have no idea how much that means to me," he whispered, his voice low and velvety.

He reached out, brushing his fingers lightly over your cheek before pulling you into a warm embrace. Your body melted into his and he added, "There's always more to discover about each other, isn't there?"

You chuckled softly, feeling a sense of warmth wash over you at his light-hearted response. "Absolutely," you agreed, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

"Why were you staring so hard at me?" he teased, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. "Felt like you were gonna burn a hole through me."

His unexpected comment caught you off guard, and you couldn't help but laugh at his playful act. "Do you have to be so aware of everything all the time?," you replied with a grin, feeling a rush of affection for his lighthearted spirit. "I was just mesmerized by you."

Changkyun chuckled, his laughter echoing through the room as he leaned in closer to you. "Well, I can't blame you for being dazzled by my talents," he quipped, his tone brimming with playful arrogance.

You rolled your eyes in mock exasperation, playfully swatting at his arm. "Please," you retorted with a smirk. "Don't let that ego of yours get too big now."

Changkyun's playful banter continued, his words laced with a teasing tone that misrepresented the underlying intensity of his desire.

"Weren't you aware that flattery gets you far in life?" he remarked, his gaze lingering on you with a hint of mischief. Despite his mocking tone, you couldn't help but sense the growing heat of his desire simmering just beneath the surface.

"I was just trying to figure out where I knew the melody from."

"Ah, that would be The Swan by Saint-Saens," he smiled, his eyes sparkling with pride. "I took piano lessons as a child, but I've always loved this piece. I never thought I would have the chance to play it for someone special."

At your surprised look, he added, "And you are most definitely special, my dear. More than you could ever know."

You felt yourself blush even harder, your heart swelling with gratitude and affection. "You don't have to say that," you murmured, looking down at the floor.

"But I do," Changkyun insisted, his voice firm and full of conviction. He reached out and cupped your chin, tilted your head up so that you were looking into his eyes. "I love you, and I want you to know how much."

His words hung in the air for a moment, thick with the weight of their meaning. You felt a surge of emotion welling up inside you, your breath caught in your throat as you took in the sincerity of his gaze.

"I love you too," you murmured, your voice barely a whisper.

His fingers tightened ever so slightly on your chin, holding your gaze. A smile slowly spread across his face, a mix of happiness and relief washing over him.

You felt your heart swell, a warmth spreading through your entire body. You wanted to say more, to tell him everything you felt, but the words were stuck in your throat. All you could do was smile back at him, a genuine smile that spoke volumes about how you felt in that moment.

Your lips locked in a passionate kiss with his and you couldn't help but melt into his arms. You gave in to the irresistible temptation of his touch as his hands explored your body, leaving a trail of heat behind them. Your breath caught in your throat as his fingers slipped under your shirt.

His touch was like molten lava, searing your skin as he caressed your bare flesh, and you moaned softly as his lips trailed down your neck to your collarbone. You arched your back, pressing yourself closer to him as his hands continued their sensual exploration of your body, and you could feel your desire building to an almost unbearable level.

"Changkyun," you breathed, your voice thick with need as you clung to him desperately. "I want you." He pulled away slightly, his gaze locking with yours as he grinned wickedly. "I know," he murmured, his voice husky with desire. "Haven't I always given you everything you want?"

You nodded, your breath catching in your throat as he slowly began to remove your clothes. Your heart pounded in your chest as you watched him undress you, anticipation and desire mingling within you as he exposed your bare skin to the cool air of the room.

Once you were completely naked before him, he took a moment to admire your body, his gaze traveling over every curve and dip as if he were committing them to memory. Then, without warning, he suddenly scooped you up into his arms, causing you to squeal in surprise.

"Where are we going?" you demanded, even as you wrapped your arms around his neck for support. He just gave you a smirk, and carried you over to the piano bench and setting you down gently. "Right here," he said, his voice low and seductive as he positioned himself between your legs. "I want to make love to you right here."

Your eyes widened in shock, but you couldn't deny the thrill that ran through you at his words. "Hmm are you sure?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper. He nodded, his eyes darkening with lust as he gazed down at you. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life," he murmured, his fingers tracing lightly over your skin. "I want to hear you moan my name as I fuck you, right here in the middle of our living room."

Your heart raced at his words, and you could feel the heat of your arousal pooling between your thighs. As Changkyun's hands roamed over your body, you surrendered to his touch, letting out a soft moan as his fingers brushed against your sensitive nipples.

He took that as encouragement to continue exploring every inch of your skin with his mouth, savoring each bit of flesh.

“So pretty,” he growled before lowering his head to take one nipple between his lips, teasing it gently with his tongue.

You arched into him instinctively and felt a surge of wetness between your legs. His hands roamed freely over the rest of your body—tracing the curve of your hip

“What’s mine is mine alone.” while slowly slipping one finger inside you. “And you are absolutely mine.”

“Yes,” you gasped as another finger joined the first one, stretching you open even more. “All yours.” You lay there naked and vulnerable, every nerve ending on high alert, as he studied you intently.

“Perfect,” he said simply before pulling your legs from the piano bench towards him. He lifted them over his shoulders and buried his face between them, his tongue finding your clit expertly.

You moaned and arched into him as he licked and sucked, his fingers thrusting in and out of you in time with the movements of his mouth. He already knew exactly what you wanted without having to ask.

He stood up suddenly and shed the rest of his clothes quickly before returning to you. You now found yourself lying on the floor with Changkyun hovering above you, his cock hard and ready. He leaned forward and kissed you deeply, letting you taste yourself on his lips. Then he positioned himself at your entrance and pushed inside you in one smooth motion.

You gasped at the sensation of being so completely full of him. He always felt incredible—thick and long and oh so perfect for you. He stilled for a moment to let you adjust before pulling out slightly and then pushing back in again.

You moved together slowly at first, both of you savoring the feeling of your bodies joined like this. But soon your movements became more urgent as the edge approached.

You gripped onto one of the piano legs for support as Changkyun pounded into you relentlessly. Every thrust sent shockwaves through your body until finally, you were both teetering on the brink.

“Come for me, baby,” Changkyun growled as he hit that perfect spot deep inside you one final time. “now please.”

You shattered around him in a cascade of pleasure that left you breathless. His own orgasm followed yours closely; you could feel him pulsing inside you as you both rode out the waves of bliss.

Afterwards, you lay together on the floor, panting and sweaty but utterly satisfied. Changkyun pulled you close to him and pressed a kiss to your forehead. "I love you," he murmured softly, his voice thick with emotion. "So, so much baby."

You smiled up at him, your heart swelling with happiness. "I love you too," you replied, snuggling closer to him.

[dontbelasagnax]

Ok fine! You’ve convinced me! I’ll learn how to draw specifically so I can draw codywan kissing, you’ve spread your gospel successfully

…

How do you draw tho fr cuz I can doodle like, funky lookin birds but people is fully out of my depth send help

AAAA HELL YEAHHHH!!!!! LET'S GOOOO!!!!!

You've opened a can of worms asking me for art advice so *cracks knuckles* buckle up.

I sort of (only a little bit) use the Loomis method for easy head drawing. Here is a playlist of YouTube videos by Proko. Highly, highly recommend that channel for your art tutorial needs!

I start with a circle. For side profiles, I draw a line down the side of the circle to determine where the features will sit upon. I draw a triangular shape to mark where the orbital socket is. Around the middle point of the circle is where the jawline ends and the ear begins so draw a line there. There are proportion rules which are good guidelines when starting out in art but since I've been doing this my entire life, I have a feel for things and just wing it. That's to say, I put in a line implying the jaw based on vibes.

Next, I draw the eyebrows and brow ridge. Then the nose. I find I majorly base my proportions on this area so if anything is off, it throws the rest of the face off.

Then I draw the lips and chin... or in Obi-Wan's case, his beard. I will mark in his sideburns and hairline as well. Now, about ears: generally the top of the ear begins right around the top of the eyebrow and stops at the base of the nose. At this point I like to draw his eye, define the cheekbone, and refine the eyebrow. I'll finish scribbling in hair and that's it!

(Cody is much the same but I forgot to take useful progress pics 😂)

Extended Art Advice 👇

Tip #1: Draw lightly. Do not ever grip your pencil tight. This only leads to pain. You will notice I didn't erase at all. This is partly because I know what marks to make because I've done it a million times before and also because my lines are soft enough I can make lots of them and choose to deepen the ones that work.

Tip #2: Practice, practice, practice. Artistic skill is just loads and loads of accumulated knowledge and muscle memory from practice. This sounds boring but, in reality, you should make it fun.

Tip #3: Draw from observation/USE REFERENCE! The only reason I can get away without using reference when I'm feeling lazy is because I've drawn the same things over and over enough times it stuck. Aka I did lots of practice.

Now, to combine all these tips together, let's talk about how to use reference and how to make practice fun.

Reference is a huge aid when drawing at any point in your art journey. But I've found that in order to learn from what you're looking at, you need to think critically.

You obviously have something you want to draw. Reference helps you with that. You'll start out trying to draw what you see. Eventually you will run into an obstacle where you've messed up and things aren't looking good. This is to be expected. Every time this happens, think about what isn't working and find solutions with your reference. Analyze your subject to find your answers. Draw it again. Do not be afraid of failure. Each time you fail, you must look for a solution and this will lead you closer to your goal. This is how you grow as an artist.

I know, it sounds dreadfully boring and like a shit ton of work. It is a lot of work but you can make it fun! You love Obi-Wan and Cody so make Pinterest boards of Ewan McGregor and Temuera Morrison. Whatever you want to practice (may that be eyes, mouths, hands, hair, the face as a whole, etc) draw them. Ever hear tracing is bad? Fuck that. It's a perfectly valid tool to help you learn. If you're drawing digitally, pull up your reference in the art program of your choice, lower the opacity a little, make a new layer and trace what you see. I honestly find tracing to be very hard so when I've done this, I prefer to try to find shapes that will aid me when I'm actually drawing. If you're drawing traditionally, you can print out the photo and trace over it with a tracing paper or use a lightbox. You can also up the brightness on your computer screen and tape a piece of paper and trace that way.

Photos aren't the only references you can use! You can always look to your favorite artists' work and try to figure out how they do it. Often artists will break things down into more easily digestible shapes that will help you better understand how things work. Remember, if you ever copy or trace someone's art, it is for learning purposes only and you shouldn't post it. Feel free to take elements of people's art that you like and put your own spin on it though. For instance: I really love how this one artist draws men's tits so I studied a bunch of their art and now I'm much better at drawing them.

Oh and did you think you only get practice in while studying? Wrong! There's no reason you should shy away from trying to make the art you really want just because your skills aren't the most refined. Spoiler alert: you will grow the most when you push yourself out of your comfort zone. Draw codywan kissing. Draw it really enthusiastically and through profuse swearing and gritted teeth... but never a clenched hand. Don't hold back from the fun stuff just because it's hard. Aim high, land low, and shoot even higher next time.

In the beginning it will be especially frustrating. You'll feel like everything you make is a failure and nothing works out. You'll feel like you're not making any progress. Trust me, you are making progress and I believe in you.

If something really isn't working out and you find yourself growing distressed, take a break. It might last an hour or a week. Just take the break. Don't push it. Come back with fresh eyes and less stress. We all have days where nothing comes out right. Sometimes I can't even draw anything resembling a human face. It's okay. Whisper-yell expletives at your artwork and take the break. It will be okay.

With all that said, happy drawing and even happier codywan kissing!! 🧡💋🩵

[changbeansss]

Sketches of love

Pairing: Artist!Hyunjin x reader

Genre : strangers to lovers, fluff

Warnings: None

You'd always been skeptical about meeting new people, especially those who seemed to have a mysterious aura around them. Moving to a new city for your job, you were excited but also wary of the unknown. Your life had a comfortable routine, and you weren't looking to disrupt it. That is, until you met Hyunjin.

Your first encounter with Hyunjin was at a quaint little café near your apartment. It was your favorite spot, a quiet refuge from the bustling city. You were sipping your coffee and reading a book when someone sat down at the table next to yours. Glancing up, you saw a tall, handsome man with striking features and an air of quiet confidence. He caught your eye and smiled, a small, polite smile that you returned before quickly looking away.

Over the next few weeks, you noticed him more frequently at the café. Sometimes he was alone, sometimes he was with friends. He always had a sketchbook with him, and you often saw him lost in thought, pencil moving gracefully across the paper. You were curious but hesitant to approach him. However, fate had other plans.

One rainy afternoon, you were caught in a sudden downpour on your way to the café. Drenched and frustrated, you entered the warm, inviting space, only to find it unusually crowded. The only available seat was at Hyunjin's table. He looked up as you approached, and without hesitation, he offered you the seat with a warm smile.

"Looks like we're both here to escape the rain," he said, his voice smooth and pleasant.

You nodded, grateful for his kindness. "Thank you. It’s really coming down out there."

As you settled in, an easy conversation began to flow between you two. You learned that Hyunjin was an artist, passionate about capturing the beauty of the world in his sketches. He spoke about his work with such enthusiasm that you couldn't help but be drawn in. The more you talked, the more you realized how much you enjoyed his company.

Days turned into weeks, and your casual café meetings became a regular occurrence. Hyunjin started to share more about himself, his dreams, and his inspirations. He listened intently whenever you talked about your own life, offering insights and encouragement that made you feel truly understood. You found yourself looking forward to seeing him, your heart fluttering with anticipation every time you walked into the café.

One evening, as the sun set and cast a golden glow over the city, Hyunjin asked if you wanted to take a walk with him. You agreed, and together you wandered through the streets, talking about everything and nothing. He took you to a nearby park, where you both sat on a bench, watching the world go by.

"There's something I've been wanting to show you," he said, reaching into his bag and pulling out his sketchbook. He flipped through the pages until he found what he was looking for. It was a sketch of you, sitting at the café, lost in your book. The details were so precise, capturing not just your likeness but also the serene expression you often wore.

You were stunned. "Hyunjin, this is beautiful. I can't believe you drew me."

He smiled, a hint of shyness in his eyes. "I wanted to capture the moment I first saw you. There's something about you that inspires me."

Your heart swelled with emotion. No one had ever made you feel so special, so seen. "Thank you, Hyunjin. This means a lot to me."

As the days passed, your bond with Hyunjin deepened. You spent more time together, exploring the city, sharing your dreams and fears. He became your confidant, your source of joy, and you found yourself falling for him more with each passing day. His kindness, his talent, and his unwavering support made you realize how much he meant to you.

One evening, as you sat together on a rooftop, watching the stars, Hyunjin turned to you, his eyes filled with a mix of vulnerability and determination. "There's something I need to tell you," he said softly.

You felt your heart race. "What is it?"

"I've fallen in love with you," he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. "I've felt this way for a while now, and I can't keep it to myself any longer."

Tears filled your eyes as you reached out to touch his hand. "Hyunjin, I love you too," you said, your voice trembling with emotion. "I've been falling for you since the day we met."

He pulled you into his arms, holding you close as you both let the weight of your feelings wash over you. In that moment, surrounded by the beauty of the night sky, you knew that you had found something truly special. With Hyunjin by your side, you felt ready to embrace whatever the future held, knowing that your love would guide you through it all.

[capriciouscapsss]

pac: How Would Your F/S Describe You? ⚙︎

BOOK A READING WITH ME 💕

these past couple of weeks have been hectic!! i've finally started to dwindle down on readings and i've completed a majority of them already (which i am so happy about, thank you so much for the support!) 💞 with that being said i am open to getting more readings again!! so ready to receive new orders and read for new people 💞 and i also wanted to quickly come forward to reassure you all that i haven't disappeared and that i'm still hereee doing pac/readings for you all. so yeah, book with me if you can! and now for the topic of today, i want to talk about how your f/s will perceive you and how they would describe you if they could. this can also be done with a special person in mind, the choice is yours! with that having been said, let's get started!

we have four piles; intuitively choose the one you're most drawn to. let your heart guide you, not your eyes.

Pile I. catwoman rolling in money

[8oC, 9oW, the hanged man, the chariot, KNoS, 9oS]

damn pile one 😭 you guys are really going through it and your person can see it loud and clear. i believe that your person won't have the best thoughts about you at the start. they believe that you're someone who runs away when the going gets too tough. i believe there could even be a point where they kind of test you and you fail? like they don't trust you anymore. they feel like you're too guarded. i get the image of you both in an almost grey interview where you both are being asked questions and they're taking their time to answer because they don't want to hurt your feelings but still want to be honest. the mood feels somber. almost like a fight/argument has just happened between you both. your person thinks that because of your unwillingness to disclose more of yourself you are unintentionally hurting and betraying them too. i hear that they would say that they know it's not because you mean to but because that's all you know to do. i honestly do think they're being a little hard on you, pile one, especially cause you sound more scared than intentional about this all. i believe that they also think that your head is your own biggest opponent. they describe you as being incredibly perceptive and intelligent but also can overthink to the point where you alone make things up in your mind (they said delusional, I said you have a vivid imagination okay? lmao😭). i think they believe that you also don't talk to them when you have a problem. you believe you alone are responsible for your emotions and while people can say that, they disagree with that 100% when it comes to you.

they want you to come forward and tell them about yourself. tell them about your problems. be frank and open with them, they hate when you box yourself in. I think that they also believe that you've had difficult experiences with being upfront and honest. they would say that you are someone that doesn't have experience speaking her mind and that they know that with time and effort you can come to be more open and that this relationship can be better. I also think that you both are people that have given this relationship a try after having been single for a long time. the only difference I'm seeing is different attachments styles. one having a more healthy way of feeling and the other taking their time to catch up and learn.

with time though, ask them and they'll talk most about how you've progressed. about how you have changed and how every day they meet you, they feel like they are meeting a different you. you're striving for growth, for something more. I believe that they'll talk about how confident and sure of yourself you become. about how much of a leader you've blossomed into.

Pile II. the earth goddess

[7oS, KNoC, AoC, AoP, 7oC, the devil R, the hanged man R]

pile two, trust me when I say that if someone would come up and ask them what they thought about you they would stay quiet and give just a sly grin before walking away. your person is someone very very private. they don't want to speak on anyone unless it's to their face lmao, like they really are someone who values boundaries so much that they only way they'd talk about you is if you were present when they did. they dislike talking about people without their knowledge that's for sure.

anyways I have no idea what your person is so worried about saying since it'd be all good things! your person is more likely to keep these things to themselves though (they would die if anyone heard their inner self cheesing about you). your person would only have positive things to say about you. it seems like you would make a good impression on them since the start since not one bad thing is sticking out to me. i do believe they'd comment on what they like about you.

the innocent way you love, without expecting anything in return. I hear a lot of "I" in this sentences so it's also a lot of talking about how you make them feel, what you inspire in them, more than your own qualities. they feel like you make them want to love. that you make them feel young again where they're receiving those dreaded stomach butterflies once again. I believe that they'd also talk about how healthy you are. they'd comment on how non toxic you are, and how you love in a way that isn't smothering. how you crowd them with love whilst still making sure they have their own space. they'd speak alottt on your way of loving. they'd applaud you for being such a forward thinker. i also believe they'd describe you to be someone that has such a wise mind. they think you're traditional in a way, someone who likes doing things the "right way". they've come to appreciate that a lot in you, you know, your way of loving that is freeing but in a way still comforting and not too far of from what they grew up on and have always known.

Pile III. sweet woman on the floor

[the magician, 3oW, 4oP, 10oS, KoW, the emperor, 7oP]

pile three, your person would struggle to find the words no joke 😭 I don't think that they wouldn't find you absolutely captivating in fact they'd struggle to find the words that would really fit to describe you. i heard "not one word fits you" and i believe them you know? because judging purely based of our cards, you are very very complex.

so lets start off. you are someone who is very grand. and they know this and recognize this. they believe that you are someone who knows what they want and they'd do anything to get it. "unmistakeable confidence in yourself" is what I heard. you have the confidence of something historic I feel, like you've been here for a long time so you know how the rules work and now they're working in your favor. they'd talk about how much of a leader you naturally are. you they've seen you whip people into shape around you with as little as a look. they'd describe how you make people want to better themselves by being around you. they wish luck to people who want to slack off around you. I believe that even though your energy is so fiery and literally just so big and something that packs a punch, you also have this calming aura to yourself that people recognize and love about you. they'd talk about how patient and understanding you can be and how you don't give up on people. I think this is a big one for them, they believe you'd never quit on the people you love. sort of like a king/queen with humility.

I think that's why they struggle to define you. you're almost like a pardox to them. the king/queen with humility really stuck out to me. like someone who is a clear leader and could choose to act better than everyone if they wished, but they don't. instead they act humble and with great care towards everyone. I believe they would also comment on how much of a hard worker you are. how you might have struggled a lot with possessions growing up but you kept at it and it's gotten you so far. they would describe you to be stubborn. someone who doesn't know how to quit. but they also in turn love that about you, because again, you never have people around you acting lazy and it makes them want to be better for you.

Pile IV. femme fatale with the g8n

[6oC, the wheel of fortune, KNoS R, the hierophant, 9oP, 5oW R]

I kept hearing the number five when I was channeling for you pile 4, so it could be possible that your person could think that a. you are super creative and you always know how to have a good time or b. you'd make the best mother/father.

and as soon as I saw our cards, I laughed. we got the six of cups which talks about both things I just mentioned. I believe they'd describe you as someone who hasn't lost their zest for life. someone who still sees the world with wonder. they believe that you remain always eternally youthful. they could even want to protect you for being somewhat naive at times. they would tell anyone who asked how pure hearted you are though. they still believe in the good of your heart and they think and would say that they've found the only person in this earth with a heart of gold. I believe they would talk greatly of your goodness. they value your kindness. they also believe your favored by the universe because of this. I can hear them telling other people that you always get what you want because you don't operate with malice. because you wish even your enemies well. lmao this is not what i expected to get when i was channeling for the pile with a pic of a woman holding a g8n 😅

I believe they could also talk about how sure you are of your decisions. like seriously all I'm getting is your person bigging you up. talking about how patient and serious you can be when you want something. like people could expect you, or even your reputation could imply, that you're slightly or someone that doesn't take stuff seriously. but that's not at all the case they'd say. they would talk about how focused you can be when you want something. how you can reach compromise for the sake of building something greater. they'd talk of your fantastic teamwork.

there's also you living in an abundance mindset which they'd admire. they'd speak about how much you have and how much you've helped them clear out their own mind and be better. there could even be talk about meeting you and things suddenly righting themselves in their life with your faith and confidence.

that was all 💞 forgive the mistakes, I was in a rushhh, love you all 💞 til next timeee 💞💞

[mellowtrashtrash]

FNaF World: Object characters? Huh?

Sometimes you're put in a situation where you have to model two characters that are, quite frankly, just objects. And sometimes, you choose to bite the bullet and design them both back-to-back! Presenting: Phone Guy and Sanitation Station!

Phone Guy

Designing a character model for the Phone Guy is quite the challenge since he has no visual appearance; but he's an iconic Five Nights at Freddy's character, so I ought to put him in the hypothetical sequel to the game that celebrates the Five Nights at Freddy's franchise. I decided to model a little desk stand based on the one from the first FNaF game, and modeled the phone as a blue vintage landline in reference to his Ultimate Custom Night icon. Here's how it turned out:

(For clarification since it's been a while, top left is the character selection thumbnail, top right is the idle animation, bottom left is the attack animation, bottom right is the "hurt" animation, for when the character is subject to an enemy's attack. This is the process I typically follow for laying out my character animations. Hopefully this format is visible on all versions of this post and won't be inexplicably confusing.)

I'm very proud of it. This sort of "chibi" version of the FNaF 1 desk is kind of cute, in a way. I love the little TVs and the soda cup. There's so much detail on this that can't even be seen, but I don't do this just for practicality; I do it because it's fun, I learn things, and I thoroughly enjoy it! The phone cord has a complex bone setup to allow it to spring properly like a real phone cord does. It's not even visible half the time but it was a ton of fun to set up and it taught me more about armatures and constraints. Anything you make in this software (Blender) is a potential new learning experience. (Especially if you aren't using the ancient 2.79 version like I am.)

Sanitation Station

At first I felt I was grasping at straws for characters, but the more I thought about adding Sanitation Station, the better the idea started to seem. Maybe I've been consumed by madness, but if you take a look at this goober, you might start to see things from my point of view.

Now you may be thinking:

"That one's not even a real character! It's an inanimate object with a face drawn on it! At least Phone Guy has dialog and a personality! Even Trash & The Gang had established actions and personalities in Ultimate Custom Night, but not the Sanitation Station! Why would Sanitation Station be added to the character roster?"

Consider this: the Paper Pals appeared in the original FNaF world, and before that they were only ever depicted as completely static. It wasn't even clear if they were alive or if they were just being moved by the animatronics to mess with you. Sanitation Station actually has an impact on gameplay, which means it has a bigger role than the Paper Pals ever did, and in just one game!

Additionally, I have been adding new defense-based moves to this game concept - something I feel were left unexplored by the original FNaF World - and many of them have to do with safety features. "Threadlockers", "Waterproofing", "Stabilizers", "Repairs", "Bubble Bath" (in reference to the Phone Guy's dialog from FNaF 1), and that's just scratching the surface. The question came to mind: "Who do I give these moves to? Almost every Five Nights at Freddy's character is built around killing you, which one could possibly receive safety-based attacks?" That's where the amazing Sanitation Station comes in! It's a collection of safety items that exists entirely to lower your liability risk in its source material. It's the perfect candidate! And it has a face on it, which makes it a much more reasonable candidate than, say, the automatic security doors. And really, how can you say no to that face?

Additionally, Sanitation Station appears in Ultimate Custom Night, therefore securing it as a recurring character in the franchise, and justifying its position in the FNaF World 2 character roster.

(This is from Ultimate Custom Night, and is not my render.)

As always, thanks for checking out my art, (especially this post in particular, these are not especially popular characters.) I'll catch you on the flipside!

[jackethockey]

NHL one shot

Fluff, jack x reader

Jack Hughes, the promising young center for the New Jersey Devils, was no stranger to the spotlight. With his piercing blue eyes and boyish charm, he had captured the hearts of many fans across the league. However, it was in a dimly lit sports bar one fateful evening that he would lock eyes with the person who would change his life forever. You, an unassuming brunette with a shy smile, sat at the bar with friends, engrossed in a heated debate over the latest trade rumors. Catching your passion for the sport, Jack couldn't help but be drawn to you, feeling an inexplicable pull that surpassed his love for the ice. Unbeknownst to you, he had scored the game-winner earlier that night, but at that moment, his focus was solely on the woman who had unknowingly stolen the show. As the tension in the room grew thicker with every passing second, Jack mustered the courage to approach, eager to learn your name and the story behind the fiery spirit he saw in your eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Jack Hughes approached the bar, his heart racing like it was in a sudden-death overtime. As he got closer, your laughter filled the air, and he felt his nerves melt away.

"Excuse me," he began, his voice a gentle rumble that seemed to resonate in the quiet space between you and your friends.

Your eyes flicked up to meet his, and the moment your gaze connected, Jack knew he was in for something more than a simple chat about the game. The electricity that arced between you was palpable, and it was all he could do to keep from reaching out to touch you.

"I couldn't help but overhear your discussion about the trades," he said, leaning against the bar casually. "I've got a few thoughts if you don't mind me joining in."

Your friends exchanged glances before smiling and making room for him, sensing the undeniable chemistry that had sparked. With a nod from you, Jack slid onto the stool next to yours, the warmth of your body seeping into his side and setting his blood on fire. The conversation flowed naturally, a dance of words and smiles that grew more intimate as the night went on, leaving him hopeful that the magic of the evening was just beginning.

The conversation at the bar grew more heated, but in the best way possible, as Jack found himself not just explaining his thoughts on the trades but also sharing stories from his own experiences in the NHL. You matched him point for point with your knowledge and passion for the sport, your cheeks flushing with excitement as you debated strategies and players. His respect for you grew with every intelligent insight you offered, and Jack couldn't remember the last time he felt so alive outside of a game. As the bar began to empty and the lights grew dimmer, he knew he had to make his move before the night slipped away. He leaned closer, the scent of your perfume intoxicating, and whispered,

"Would you like to grab a drink somewhere quieter?"

Your eyes searched his for a moment before a smile bloomed across your face.

"I'd love to"

you said, and with that, Jack felt like he had scored the most important goal of his life.

Jack's heart swelled with excitement as he led you to a quieter table in the back of the bar, the soft glow of a nearby candle casting a warm light on your features. As the conversation shifted from the game to more personal topics, he found himself eager to learn everything about you. Your laughter was like music to his ears, and the way your eyes lit up when you talked about your job as a sports journalist made his chest tighten with a feeling he hadn't felt in a long time. With every sip of your drink, the tension between you grew, the air thick with unspoken desire. When you reached out to touch his hand, Jack felt a jolt of electricity run through him. He gently laced your fingers with his, his thumb brushing against your skin in a soft caress that sent a shiver down your spine. As the bar closed its doors and the last patrons shuffled out, Jack knew that this night was far from over. He leaned in, his breath warm against your ear, and whispered,

"Would you like to come back to my place to continue this?"

You nodded, your breath hitching with anticipation, and together, you stepped into the cool night, hand in hand, ready to explore the undeniable connection that had ignited between you.

As you stepped out into the night, the cool air seemed to heighten the heat between you. Jack's hand was firm yet gentle as he guided you to his waiting car, the sleek lines and gleaming finish a testament to his success. The ride to his apartment was a whirlwind of anticipation, the soft jazz playing in the background doing little to mask the palpable tension. When you finally arrived, Jack led you up to his penthouse suite, the floor-to-ceiling windows offering a breathtaking view of the city lights. Inside, the space was tastefully decorated with a blend of modern luxury and cozy comfort, reflecting a side of him that was both sophisticated and down-to-earth. He mixed you a drink, his movements precise yet unhurried, all the while keeping his eyes on you as if he couldn't bear to look away. With the drink in hand, he led you to the couch, sitting close enough that your legs brushed against each other. The conversation turned to personal anecdotes, shared hopes, and dreams, each word drawing you closer together until the space between you was charged with a silent understanding that the night was about to take a passionate turn. The moment Jack's hand cupped your cheek, pulling you closer for a tender kiss, the dam broke and the flood of desire that had been building all evening spilled over into a kiss that left you both breathless. His hands slid down to your waist, gently tugging you onto his lap, and as your bodies melded together, it was clear that the bond formed over a shared love of hockey was only the beginning of something much more profound and intense.

As the kiss deepened, Jack's hands explored the curves of your body, his strong arms wrapping around you securely. Your own hands roamed up his back, feeling the muscles that had propelled him to victory on the ice just hours ago. The passion grew with every touch, every taste, and soon the need to be even closer overwhelmed them both. He stood up, lifting you with him, your legs wrapping around his waist as he carried you to the bedroom, never breaking the connection of your lips. The rest of the night was a blur of whispers and gasps, of clothes being shed and bodies entwined. The intimate dance of your limbs was a beautiful symphony that spoke of a connection that went beyond mere physical attraction. The smutty, steamy details of that night are yours to imagine, filled with the raw, unbridled passion of two people discovering the depth of their love for one another. But it was in the tender moments after, as you lay tangled in his arms, that Jack knew this wasn't just a one-night stand. In the soft glow of the moonlit room,

he whispered, "I think I'm falling for you," and felt your smile against his chest as you whispered back, "I think I've already fallen."

The promise of a future together, filled with love, laughter, and endless nights of passion, lay just on the horizon, as the sun began to rise on a new chapter of their lives intertwined by fate and the love of the sport that had brought them together.

[pinkrangermemes]

EPIC: THE MUSICAL, WISDOM SAGA

feel free to change pronouns and such when needed.

"It's just me, myself, and I."

"I'm stuck with your stories, but no clue who you are."

"If I fight those monsters, is it you I'll find?"

"I know life and fate are scary, but I wanna be legendary."

"I'll fight the harpies and chimeras!"

"There are strangers in our halls."

"They keep taking space and it's not much longer we can stall."

"They're getting impatient. Dangerous, too."

"I would fight them if I was half as strong as you."

"Somebody help me, come and give me the strength."

"Can I do whatever it takes to keep ____ safe?"

"It's been twenty years and we still have no king."

"Give me a chance, a single opportunity."

"When's your tramp of a mother gonna choose a new husband?"

"Don't you dare call my mother a tramp!"

"What'cha gonna do about it, champ?"

"Fight, little wolf, fight."

"Wanna entertain me?"

"Wanna be a man then fight, little wolf, fight."

"You've made your worst mistake here."

"You'll have run out of bones to break when you and I are through."

"I'll teach you all the lessons your daddy never could."

"This cruel world doesn't give out presents just for being good."

"Need some help?"

"Is your plan to stand around?"

"'Cause I suggest you fight back."

"Uppercut him. Now."

"Alright now, let's try this again."

"I've no respect for bullies, those who impose their will."

"I've seen plenty enough to truly understand this kind of filth."

"Let's teach this dog a lesson."

"One young wolf has a larger heart than all these men combined."

"Show them that you've got some bite, ____!"

"Take advantage now and strike, ____-!"

"Don't go down without a fight, ____!"

"Oh, maybe I pushed you a bit too hard."

"I had a friend before, and he was a lot like you."

"I helped him fight through war, but he had his demons, too."

"Then we grew apart."

"Then his light went dark."

"I don't know who your friend is, I don't know what he's like, but my time with you has been splendid."

"'Cause I got in a fight, and I didn't die!"

"I've never felt strong before."

"You're my friend, I couldn't ask for more."

"Maybe to fall is to learn one way."

"Maybe it's all gonna turn out great."

"I know we'll be fine."

"I know it's light you'll find."

"You're a good kid."

"Old friend, it's been ten years since I last saw you."

"____, where did you go?"

"Morning, sleepy head, you've been resting for a while."

"I swore that you were dead when you washed up on my isle."

"Did you know you talk in your sleep?"

"Tell me, though, who's ____?"

"I'm not your man."

"I'm what you want here."

"I'm what you need here."

"From here on out, you're mine, all mine."

"Hell no!"

"I could kill you where you stand!"

"I'm not pet, I'm a married man!"

"Last I checked, goddesses can't die."

"You're adorable."

"Bow down to the might ____, here to entertain, but fear not, I bring no pain."

"Under my spell, we're stuck in paradise."

"No one can come or go."

"I don't belong here!"

"There's something wrong here!"

"I wont' be drawn to live in paradise."

"Time can take a heavy toll."

"All I hear are screams..."

"____, get away from the ledge."

"You don't know what I've gone through!"

"You don't know what I've sacrificed!"

"Every comrade I long knew, every friend, I saw them die."

"It will be fine, dear."

"Come back inside, dear."

"Let me close my eyes."

"I know your life's been hard."

"I'll stay inside your heart."

"I love you, my dear."

"I love our time here."

"Life would be so much worse if you had died."

"Just let me close my eyes."

"Please stay away from harm."

"Stay in my open arms."

"He needs my help."

"Father, ____, rarely do I ask for favors."

"You are playing with thunder for a man full of shame."

"If he's worth the risk of going under, why not make it a game?"

"You all know I'm a fan of catchy songs."

"I think ____'s in the wrong."

"They were trying to do him worse!"

"Now they'll tread with caution first."

"Trust is not given, it's forged."

"Why should I give him my support?"

"He sacrificed his own cohort."

"Did you forget they failed to listen?"

"He was betrayed and then imprisoned."

"He was busy fighting!"

"More like busy spiting."

"Let him feel the pain that his ____ felt and rot."

"Please reconsider this."

"Really, ____? These old tricks?"

"What kind of sick coward holds back his power while he friends get devoured?"

"He didn't even fight ____!"

"Pathetic and weak like his ____!"

"Hold your tongue now!"

"His ____'s my friend!"

"Tell your lover that a broken heart can mend."

"You want more bloodshed?"

"He's got the mind of a genius."

"Try harder."

"He's pretty skilled with words."

"Can do better than that."

"He's kinda funny?"

"Never once has he cheated on his wife."

"I played your game and won!"

"You dare to defy me?"

"No one beats me, no one wins my game!"

"Is she dead?"

"Let him go, please."

[cecilysass]

Milagro Fic Recommendations

These are good for any time of year, of course, not just February 14. But here are my favorite fics related to the season 6 episode Milagro, a long time favorite. (And @sisterspooky1013's favorite episode of all time: happy VD, girl!) I’ve been reading and sifting through these for some time, and I have tried to include some from all eras: newer AO3 fics, some written right after the ep aired, etc. But I'm sure I've missed some, so hit me with your own faves, please.

Because of Milagro's ending, this entire genre of fic tends to be heavy on the hurt/comfort and angst (which is fiiiiine by me), but that’s not all that’s here. Many of these are smutty, but not all.

Adagio - Terma99 A meditative, peaceful take on the aftermath of Milagro by a veteran author that includes both agents realizing something they had learned. Lovely.

Alma - 6hoursgirl (@sixhours) A lovely hurt/comfort Milagro piece. This one is Mulder POV, which is a little less common for post-Milagro, I think, and I like this characterization of Mulder as desperately wanting to help Scully, desperately wanting to protect her, but also a tiny bit scared of the intimacy and relationship he feels they’re on the cusp of. He’s so good-hearted and also a little dysfunctional here, and I love it.

Bated Breath - dreamingofscully (@dreamingofscully) This one has an original take on Scully's experience; it leaves Scully with clarity and new direction in her relationship with Mulder. DreamingofScully tends to write a more confident, in-charge Scully in the MSR than some do, and I appreciate it.

Beyond the Strokes of a Typewriter - storybycorey (@storybycorey) When Scully is stricken and ashamed that it’s been so long since anyone has seen her as a woman as Padgett did, Mulder is pushed to revelations. Mulder 3rd person POV. Very good smut build up. And nobody does a gorgeous feelings reveal from Mulder like storeybycorey, man.

I Believe - Diana Battis There are a lot of lovely, heartfelt hurt/comfort fics about the aftermath of Milagro (for obvious reasons), but this one is especially well done. Viewed from Scully’s third person point of view, it focuses on Mulder’s capacity for tenderness and guilt. Plus some smut.

Don’t Look Up - ArtemisX5 After Padgett's hallway revelation, Scully is horrified that she has no secrets left. But you know, Mulder is much slower on the draw than she gives him credit for. There is also such moving hurt/comfort in this.

Intimacies with Strangers -mldrgrl (@mldrgrl) This mid- and post- Milagro piece has Mulder and Scully simmering in tension and then boiling over. Their relationship is complex and painfully entangled, and I love how it plays out. There is also excellent Scully characterization. This one helps me to get more fully why she might have been drawn to Padgett initially, something I struggle with in the episode.

La Madrugada - h0ldthiscat A carefully told tale of RST that takes both characters seriously and is sincerely moving. Excellent.

Lacuna - Aloysia_Virgata (@aloysiavirgata) This is a longer work, not really a classic post ep per se. But I love this moody, angsty casefile set right after Milagro. This Scully has not come to terms with her emotions, is thoroughly freaked by how she reacted to Padgett, and hasn't even entirely worked out how she feels about Mulder. There is Scully/other here, but the ship is steering home. The end of this is so moving, but cw: dark themes in the casefile, extreme violence against children, traumatized agents.

Still Life - Seek_Its_Opposite (@seek-its-opposite) Ah, this is such a thoughtful and exquisitely written Scully character piece — and it contains some truly beautiful insights about Mulder, too. It suggests the heartbreaking idea that Mulder’s way of showing Scully respect (giving her distance) is continually hurting her. So tragic (and consistent with canon, e.g. Never Again.) One memorable line: “Every one of their fights is about how to care for one another, every last one.”

Alma Gemela - matchingfabric (@matchingfabric) After the events of Milagro, Scully (and Mulder) get accustomed to platonically sharing a bed for comfort. This is a slightly different take on post-Milagro. Exceptionally, irresistibly sweet. Oh, and smutty.

What did I miss? Tell me. And yes, I'm working on my own short Milagro fic that will be coming soon-ish.

[iraprince]

also ive been gushing abt this on twitter but not as much on here: it is really difficult to describe how much easier + more comfortable i find it to work on the new device.

i had started to develop a suspicion that a screen tablet would make a huge difference to me, just based on how much more easily i can draw on paper than digitally -- hard to describe exactly, it's not that i feel i CAN'T draw as well digitally (or so much of my work wouldn't be digital lol), but that it always took SO much more time and effort to arrive at a drawing of the same quality as something i could dash off w/o thinking on paper. (this is why so much of my work is drawn in pencil, scanned, + then colored digitally, even tho adding extra steps is hell incarnate for me!!) and it made me wonder, like, i've been assuming i MUST be used to a non-screen tablet bc i've used nothing but those for 10+ years, but was there really a hand-eye-coordination thing at play that contributed to that skill gap...? but it would be really scary to make such an expensive investment on a hunch (even if i could make the initial purchase and then return it, which i straight up couldn't anyway lol.)

anyway. now that i've tried it, even for just a day, i can say very firmly that it feels like i've just learned i've been doing things the hard way for a fucking decade and now i don't have to anymore and it's such a relief and like. this probably sounds melodramatic but it feels like it's completely refreshed how i feel abt making art and everything is more FUN now and like. just. it's making a huge huge difference for me. i'm really excited about what this upgrade means for me and the kind of weight it's going to take off me every day. thank u so so much