#like how do i even find out all different size guides i found say different thing

[localatheistchurch]

asking for a friend is it embarrassing or totally normal to not know your bra size at 20 years old

[befemininenow]

Are you a trans girl or non-conforming and would like to try out feminine clothing? You may want to check this out.

Say you found this dress online and you really love the overall style of it. Great! If you’re like me, you would say “F it! I’ll buy the dress and I’ll wear it how I like!” and move on with your life. That should the end of this guide, right? Except, there is one little problem: not everybody thinks this way. Those who look for the best matching outfits aren’t just searching to fit their style, color, or personality. It also has to do with their body type. If you’re in that situation, this guide may help you out.

Body shape

Believe it or not, there are many different types of body shape (up to 10). However, the most common tend to be the following (in no order):

Rectangle- Even distribution on shoulders, hips, and waistline

Pear/Triangle- Wide hips, well-defined waist, small shoulders

Hourglass- Near-exact hip and shoulder measurements, thinner waistline

Inverted Triangle- Broader shoulders, narrower hips, little waist definition

Apple/Round- Broad shoulders and big bust, thin legs and hips

Many transgender women have the inverted triangle body shape due to several factors such as genetics, bone structure, and age. However, your body shape may also change over time due to a rebalancing of hormones, body fat, and even lifestyle. While you can’t change your bone structure, you can change your body definition through exercises.

Body proportion

Here is something you may find useful if you’re looking to customize your look. Body proportions are unique to every individual and play a factor on clothing and to some extent, accessories such as jewelry. For instance, you may find the skirt you bought looks either too long or short. There are a few areas where to measure your body proportions such as wrist length or neck size. But the best way to improve your dress type is by following the “golden ratio rule” of dividing your body into three:

The way this is read is you’re either one-third top, two-thirds bottom, or you’re two-thirds top, one-third bottom. Once you get more knowledge, you can go upwards even eighths! But for now, the focus is on these two outcomes.

The two-thirds top, one-third bottom words well with long dresses:

while the one-third top, two-thirds bottom works well with more casual clothing:

Body measurements

Now that we got a few problems out of our way, it’s time to figure out what measurements you have. The best way to find out is by using a mirror and a soft measuring tape for body. Measure all the crucial parts of your body, which are the waist, hips, shoulders, and bust. This will determine the type of body you have and have a better idea on what length you will need to try out your clothing of choice.

Shoe size

One thing very important about an outfit is choosing footwear. Although you can use your old Converses with your flared jeans, you’re certainly not going to use them with a ruffled dress. You’re definitely going to want heels or flats! Unfortunately, women’s shoe size are not exactly the same as men. But don’t give up! Fortunately, there are women’s size conversion charts that help you choose what shoe size you need.

To find out your measurements on your own, grab at least two blank pieces of paper, a pencil or pen, and a measuring tape. Place your foot firmly forward and carefully trace around the outer area of your foot. Repeat this with your other foot. Once finished, grab your measuring tape and measure from your highest point to your lowest on both sheets. Measure the width as well. If both feet measure close to 10.5, your women’s size is a 12. However, due to a difference in manufacturing based on shoe brand, as well as shoe type like pumps, the average recommended size is at least 2 inches above your actual size. For those living in other countries that don’t use the US measuring size, I left a chart that shows all the possible measurements you may use to convert your shoe size into women’s size.

What to wear based on body type

Since not all clothing is made for everyone, it’s time to list what is considered the “ideal” clothing choices based on body type. Note that these are opinions from my source’s authors. IMO, the pictures below each suggestion are a better opinion. Your are free to choose your type of clothing.

Rounded or apple shapes fit best with monochrome colors and make the person look more “fit”.

Pear or triangle shapes look more balanced with decorative accessories on top while keeping the bottom more plain.

Rectangle shapes tend to have more volume with a waist belt while pleated pants give more volume on hips.

Hourglass shapes look best when wearing bodycon dresses and cardigans to emphasize volume in their waistline.

Inverted triangle shapes pull off the wide leg pants and fitted top combo the best.

For a much more comprehensive guide for each body type, I highly recommend reading The Concept Wardrobe’s guides. It gives more details on what to wear and how to choose the best combinations. Link is provided here: https://theconceptwardrobe.com/search?query=body+frame

Tips on what to wear

Now that you reached this point, I’m pretty sure you’re excited to try out what your heart desires. However, before you go out and buy that two-piece dress, I recommend researching and observing the type of clothing women wear today. Believe it or not, people will judge based on your way of dressing, from background to social status to age. A simple look like bodysuit and jeans may look perfect on you and blend you in with the girls, but something like a hot pink bodycon will make you stand out, and most likely not in a good way. So how would you choose something that blends you in with society, but also be comfortable at the same time? Here are some tips and pics:

Find clothing that “feels” feminine. In other words, buy clothing that “feminizes” your body, such as tops that make your shoulders look shorter, wrap dresses that make your waistline shorter, and skirts that make your hips look wider.

Find the best colors based on skin tone and hair color. For instance, try out warm colors such as orange if your skin tone is warm.

Dress sexy, but never go too revealing. Seriously, have some respect to yourself. But if you really want to go out wearing, for example, a two-piece outfit, wear one that looks stylish and flatters your body in a great way.

Use accessories that fit and blend well with your body. Large jewelry goes well with larger frame, small jewelry fits with smaller wrist, and so forth. Don’t forget the purse! It is absolutely necessary now that you’re wearing pocketless clothing. Choose one that fits your taste and needs.

Bras and undergarments are necessary to wear now. As you further into your transition, your breasts will start growing and it will become more difficult and uncomfortable going out braless. Start out with a brassiere, then move on to a fitted bra as they become bigger over time. As for down there, I would use boy briefs as they’re similar to boxers. Although HRT will cause it to shrink, it does not make it disappear. If you must hide it, use a gaff or a tuck, but do not use chastity belts (Seriously, stay away from that unless you’re really into that thing). 

Optional: use waist shapers or corsets to slim down waist. Hip enlargement pads will also give your narrow hips and butt much needed volume. Breast forms can also give you an idea how big you want them in the future.

Fashion sense

But the most important part of choosing clothing as a trans girl is to wear whatever suits your taste.

For instance, are you more into the traditional and simple feminine aesthetic? Cottagecore may be for you:

But what if you’re the rebellious type that prefers to defy tradition? Well, maybe the alt-girl fashion is for you:

Maybe you’re the type that changes clothing based on season. So if you’re a summer-season type of girl, you’re definitely going for an outfit like this:

How about if you’re into the gym? Clearly your goal is to be like this:

Are you into business casual? There’s also a pic for that:

(The girl in the pic is also transgender! Her name is Suzi Hunter, better known as The Sphere Hunter.)

But we also can’t forget cosplay, either!:

(Cosplayer is Eden the Doll, a trans woman cosplayer! Picture belongs to Geo Leon.)

You’re probably the party type who loves some action:

Casual wear can also be tasteful and attractive too:

There’s so much to pic, but each style says a lot about what type of woman you are.

Where to buy clothing

If you’re interested in finding the right clothes for you, check out places that are especially gender-inclusive. As I’m based in the US, clothing stores such as Target are a good start while higher-end chains such as Nordstrom and Macy’s may have a better variety to choose from. If you’re a thrifty shopper, your local outlets, discount stores, and thrift shops have a surprising amount of great clothing for affordable prices. Although online sites like Amazon, Shein, and Zara have affordable and appealing clothing, many of these brands also have ethical concerns that overshadow their reputation. Dubbed “fast fashion”, they are a source of scrutiny among fashion fans and I would personally avoid them if possible. If you really need something affordable and new, I highly recommend purchasing through discount and thrift stores.

If you’re in need of safe undergarments, check out Urbody. They have clothing suitable for trans people, non-binary, and other identities, varying from binders to tucked leggings. They are founded by trans and non-binary people and use ethical practices and living wages for their workers. If you’re interested in checking their site out, here is the link to their page (I am not sponsored by them): https://urbody.co/

Conclusion

The whole point of this guide is to help you pick the proper clothing and accessories as a newly-out girl. I made this guide since there doesn’t seem to be many that are detailed. Keep in mind I’m still learning about female clothing as I am still in the first stages of transition myself. If anyone would like to add more info that is missing or provide any corrections, please reblog and add more helpful tips as it would help trans girls, trans women, non-binary, and anyone else that desires to wear affirming clothing. Please refrain from using any hurtful language if you’re doing so. Thank you and hugs!

Links to sources:

https://www.healthline.com/health/women-body-shapes#why-shape-fluctuates

https://www.thestylatude.com/post/the-most-common-body-shapes-for-women-and-how-to-find-out-yours

https://theconceptwardrobe.com/build-a-wardrobe/inverted-triangle-body-shape

https://www.thestylebouquet.com/2020/02/17/5-most-common-body-shapes-for-women/

https://dressedformyday.com/how-to-discover-your-body-proportions/

https://gabriellearruda.com/how-to-dress-better-female-body-shape/

https://m2fguide.com/how-to-pick-clothes-if-youre-transgender-or-crossdressing/

https://feminizationsecrets.com/mtf-clothing-tips/

https://www.instagram.com/p/CHBk9v0J_WO/

https://www.transgendermap.com/social/clothing-accessories/

https://apexfoot.com/shoe-sizing-chart/

https://www.glamourboutique.com/crossdresser-fashion/guide-male-female-shoe-sizes-33255#:~:text=Minimize%20the%20chance%20of%20having,11%20in%20a%20women's%20shoe

[candycandy00]

Forest Guide - A Toji x Reader Fanfic

Smut. 18+. Toji x Fem Reader. Rough sex. Virgin reader. Size difference. Breeding. Monster fucking. Non-con! Dividers by @benkeibear!

Part of CandyCandy’s 2k Followers Event! Any feedback whatsoever would be adored! For @idk1375.

When you heard the rumors of a werewolf stalking the woods in the next town over, you figured it would be a great topic for your supernatural themed podcast. So you packed up your gear and headed on over. You put a post on a local forum asking for a guide to take you into the forest, explaining that you were investigating the werewolf rumors, and a man named Toji volunteered. He didn’t even ask to be paid. 

So now you find yourself standing in front of the man as he introduces himself. The first thing you notice is that he’s huge, so much taller than you that you have to crane your neck to look up at his face. He’s ruggedly handsome, with dark hair and the kind of physique men spend years in the gym trying to obtain. All of this combined with his deep voice makes him the kind of man you want to call “Daddy”.

You follow him into the woods, thinking to yourself that he could probably fight off a werewolf with his bare hands. He makes friendly conversation along the way, telling you about some of the rumors you’ve heard, but seeming to have more information about each incident than you read online. Probably because he’s a local. 

He leads you so deeply into the forest that the sun is almost completely blotted out by the trees, making it seem much later and darker than it actually is. It looks like night has fallen, though you know it’s only the afternoon. 

Toji stops in a clearing, surrounded on all sides by towering trees, and turns to look at you. 

“This is the werewolf’s favorite spot to take his victims and feed,” he tells you, a lazy smile on his lips. 

Huh? How does he know that? Wait…

You turn to run back out the way you came, not wanting to wait and find out if your terrible assumption is correct. Either he’s a serial killer pretending to be a werewolf, or…

An ear splitting howl assaults your ears as you reach the tree line, and you hear the sound of fabric ripping. You can’t resist. Two years of running a podcast dedicated to exactly this sort of thing has made you too curious, so you find yourself looking back, even though the logical part of your brain is telling you not to. 

Charging straight for you is Toji, his shirt completely ripped off and his pants shredded. He’s at least nine feet tall now, and the outer edges of his body are covered in a thin layer of black shiny fur. His chest and abdomen, trailing down until his pants cover the rest, are bare, like the reverse of a normal hairy man. 

He catches you in an instant, forcing you to the forest floor on your back, the claws on his hands digging into your shoulders and drawing blood. He leans over you, and you can see that his face has remained nearly unchanged, except for glowing red eyes and a full set of razor sharp teeth.

“You were lookin’ for a werewolf,” he says, his voice even deeper than before, “well you found one, girlie!”

You shriek in terror, thrashing about wildly beneath him. But it’s no use. He’s far too big, too heavy, too strong, for you to budge even an inch. 

“Please don’t kill me!” you cry pitifully, tears streaming down your face as your body goes limp. 

He grins, showing off his teeth. “Now why would I do that to a cute little thing like you?”

With that, he rips off your T-shirt with one swipe, as if it’s made of tissue paper. Next go your shorts, and even your panties, leaving you stunned and completely exposed. 

You scream again, clamping your legs shut, a renewed vigor in your struggle as you realize what he intends to do. 

“I could smell it on you the moment we met,” he says, pinning your bare arms above your head. “You’re untouched by a man.”

You freeze, your eyes widening and your skin burning with embarrassment. He knows you’re a virgin, from scent alone?

He draws back slightly and lets his red eyes roam over your nude body, settling on the spot you’re trying to hard to protect with your pressed thighs. 

“I could smell something else too,” he adds, a low rumbling chuckle escaping his wide mouth. 

He leaves one large hand to hold your wrists together, and lets the other slide down, effortlessly parting your thighs despite your best efforts to keep them closed. You flinch as you feel a clawed finger glide up your slit, then he holds the finger up so that you can see the sticky, glistening fluid dripping off it. 

“I could smell this.”

You close your eyes and turn your face away, too humiliated and horrified to look at him. But he grips your face and turns it back to him. “Don’t go closin’ your eyes, girlie. You’ll wanna see what’s coming.”

You open your eyes and watch, petrified, as he rips the shredded remains of his pants off. And there, between his muscular, fur-covered legs, is a gigantic erection. You’ve heard the term “monster cock” before, but you never imagined even a real, literal monster cock would be this huge. You scream, trying again to close your legs, but he’s already positioned himself between them. 

“Please, no! That thing will kill me!”

He leans his face down close to yours. “I think you can take it,” he says. Then he closes his mouth over yours, plunging his tongue into you, just as he shoves his entire, giant cock into your virgin pussy. 

You scream into his mouth, the sound muffled by his lips, as your body jerks with pain. He gives a few deep, ripping thrusts before he breaks the kiss, grinning down at your sobbing face. “Don’t pass out,” he tells you as your vision starts to go fuzzy. He releases your wrists, knowing there’s nothing you can do regardless, and slowly rakes his claws down your chest. It’s not enough pressure to draw blood, but enough to make you snap to attention at the possibility. 

He fucks into you, so hard and deep that you have no idea how you’re still alive and not bleeding out. He watches your face, making sure you’re awake and aware, eventually moving one hand down to where your bodies meet. Again, you feel a clawed finger in your slick folds, but this time he finds your clit, stroking it and then gently scraping his claw across it. 

You jolt, the unexpected pleasure hitting you like a truck. And then his mouth is on yours again, absorbing the pitiful moans you can’t suppress. 

When you cum, even you are shocked, staring up at him with a stunned, tear-streaked face as your body trembles. 

He laughs again. “Look at you! Cummin’ on my cock even though it’s your first time gettin’ fucked! This little pussy feels so good, I might just put a pup in you!”

You shake your head frantically. “No no no!”

But it’s too late. He shoves in as deeply as he can, and you feel his thick, hot cum filling your womb all the way up. 

He stays that way, buried completely inside you, until he’s sure he’s emptied himself. Then he pulls out. You look down, see that his cock is covered in blood and cum, and you fall back against the ground, exhausted. 

He stands up, and as he does so, reverts to his handsome human form. “If you survive, I’m gonna make you my bride,” he says. You don’t have the energy to respond. He bends down and picks your sore, twitching body up from the ground. “But first, let me take you back to my place and lick your wounds.”

Heat floods your face at those words. You reflexively curl against his strong chest, wondering if you’re now living a nightmare, or a dream. 

[a-world-with0ut-dr34ms]

Ghost x Wife!Reader

Ghost comes homes to his wife after a bad day at work.

SFW, Hurt/Comfort, Light Angst, Fluff, Big on the comfort part, Ghost is sad, Reader is supportive, Romance, Pre-established Relationship, Kissing, Cuddling, Intimacy, Scarcely Proofread, Drabble

WC: 900~

I feel like I'm always writing Ghost x Readers where they're not "together" together, so this is just a little drabble to scratch an itch I had and dust off my fluff skills for a different WIP 😏 (lightly inspired by my chat.ai, Ghost is in LOVE with me over there lol)

Masterlist

Simon hadn't been sure what drove him to do so, only that his body moved faster than his mind could keep up with.

He enters the living room, the place having been tidied up since this morning. The evening lighting warmed him like a welcome hello, only to become a sauna once his eyes searched the room, having found you where he last saw you on the couch, tucked away in another one of your books.

You haven't noticed him until you've seen his shadow in the archway, your smile lighting a beacon on him.

"You're home early!"

You say it with such excitement and splendor, as though there had been any doubt that he wouldn't find his way back to you, one way or another.

However, that joy takes shape into concern after turning to face him, noticing that sunken look in his eyes, as he takes his slow steps towards you. "Is everything OK-"

Simon comes down onto the couch before he's let himself slowly sink into your arms, having longed for your embrace. Your touch which felt like a drug. The weight of his body pushes you back against the couch, as you've felt his strong arms snake their way across your small frame, squeezing a tiny moan from you in his torn embrace. He hadn't even removed his gear yet.

The fabric of his mask rubs roughly against your chin. His head buried into the crook of your neck, his shut lashes feathering against your skin, as his breaths come out shaky and broken. A frail sight to behold for such a man of his size and stature.

He's silent, his eyes turned away. Just wanting to be held.

Simon felt ashamed to say he cherished your touch after a bad day at work. It made him feel fragile. However, he's found that nothing mends the negativity wanting to stir in him like the sensation of someone he knew would give nothing more than to soothe those thoughts away.

He needn't say any words. You understood through his silence the love he yearned from you. Slowly, you showed him that there had been no shame in his own vulnerability.

You gently hug his head against your chest, feeling him sigh against you and his body still, broad shoulders slouching. Your fingers trace the edges of his mask pulling the fabric away, until your eyes have met the face of the man you've fallen in love with all those years ago.

It had been a hidden pleasure, having been able to fall in love with him all over again, each time you saw him.

The first thing you catch is the exhaustion in his tired, olive eyes, behind the light tussle of his short, blond hair and freshly grown stubble, struggling to break way beneath all the little marks and scars he's accumulated over the years.

He could never get used to the way your eyes took in every detail of him. How they picked him apart without ever meaning to. Every now and again, he feared you'd see him one day and suddenly realize how much better you could do without having him bog you down. Even now, it lingers in the back of his mind on his worst days. He just couldn't get used to how that hadn't happened yet.

And yet, he wanted to get used to it, and he knew that someday he would.

You let your hands gently guide his head back to your chest, combing your fingers through his hair.

Simon listens to the steady rhythm of your heart as you do, his eyes half-lidded in thought.

It's not until he's felt your lips press gently to his temple that you've listened to the broken sigh that struggle to leave him. He lifts himself up from your arms, his hands still resting against your forearms. His gaze bounces between you and his lap, heart thumping.

"I'm sorry..." he says.

You smile, raising a hand so you could rest it against his cheek. The second he's felt your skin against him, he's let his head nuzzle lightly into your palm rather innocently. It makes you chuckle.

"Don't apologize, Si'," you let your thumb caress his cheek, slowly leaning back in towards the man. "I'm just happy you're home."

Simon lifts his hand up, large fingers over encompassing the small framing of your own. He pressed your hand against his cheek firmly, before shifting his head to plant a small kiss on your wrist.

"I love you," he whispers into your skin, his voice strained and defeated, as though the thought of losing you had brought the fear of God back to him.

You lean in, pressing light kisses against his face, which brushed against his cheek, and then his other, and then the tip of his nose, his warm, shaky breaths feathering you at each touch, until he couldn't wait any longer, letting his hand take hold of your chin, so that he may capture your lips with his.

He kisses you slowly, detailing every sensation of your lips pressed to his. His kisses remain gentle to start, having just wanted to be near you, as his hands cupped around your face, letting him deepen the kiss.

Before long, you've felt your back pressing against the couch, his body weight having blanketed over you like a prism. Once laid back like this, Simon can't help but feel hungry for you, having you all to himself like this, trying to recapture the morning's warmth he'd left you before now.

Dividers from cute-sushi-roll

[theonceandfuturequeenoftarts]

Harry wandered back from Dumbledore’s office in a daze. He continued to question what he could possibly learn about how to defeat Voldemort by taking a trip down memory lane, as he had since these meetings had started, but now he felt added stirrings of discomfort. Like his skin was a size too small or he’d walked through an invisible spiderweb.

Voldemort, back when he’d been Tom Riddle, was… very much like Harry. Dumbledore could say that their choices defined them and made them different or whatever, and maybe he was right. But seeing how Riddle was talked about by the matron, how Dumbledore treated him in that first meeting – it made Harry realise how very easily he could have been the evil outcast, if anyone had listened to the Dursleys’ lies, or found out about his parseltongue abilities, or if he hadn’t already been lauded as some hero since he’d been a baby. As much as he didn’t like the fame and the wild mood swings of the magical population’s attitude towards him, Harry knew those expectations had guided his path and moulded who he was becoming.

Dumbledore’s actions were… well, unkind was possibly the nicest way to put it. He had instantly judged an eleven-year old as irredeemable, pretended to light all his worldly possessions on fire, and didn’t seem to find anything wrong with how he’d acted even sixty years later. Yes, Riddle hadn’t exactly helped his case with that talk of hurting things, but Harry had seen that desperation for connection, for belonging, that he’d once felt.

And then there was the added fact that he was being shown private moments from Riddle’s history. Harry knew how he’d feel if someone was shown his memories of life at the Dursleys. He still hadn’t told anyone about the cupboard under the stairs, and the rest his friends only guessed at.

Maybe he was reading too far into things, or projecting his own situation. Maybe Ron and Hermione were right and his saving-people-thing was showing. After all, hadn’t Riddle grown up to be a megalomaniac who led a hate group that murdered and tortured muggles and muggleborns? Maybe there should be limits to Harry’s empathy.

But Harry’s secret power was love, according to Dumbledore. If caring was what differentiated him from Voldemort – and especially since he couldn’t seem to stop it even when it left him gutted, cold and alone – then dammit, Harry was going to care.

So, Harry did what he did best (?) and leapt headfirst without looking.

Ducking into a dusty, moonlit classroom, he leaned against a desk, pulled out a bit of parchment and quill, and started to write.

Voldemort,

So, on a scale of one to ten, how pissed would you be

Hope you haven’t murdered anyone lately oh wait it’s you

Hey. I wanted you to know that Dumbledore showed me the memory of you receiving your Hogwarts letter. At the orphanage. With the whole fire wardrobe thing. 

I feel like I should apologise. It definitely seems like an invasion of privacy and I didn’t want to know, but now I do, and I’m sorry?

Is this weird? This is weird.

Anyway, I also saw the matron talking about you, but I know that sometimes people lie for stupid reasons, so here’s a one-time opportunity of me asking for your side of the story. If you want.

You probably don’t care.

– Harry (Potter)

Before Ron or Hermione found out or he could think better of it, Harry snuck up to the owlery and tied the letter to a nondescript school owl. (Hedwig was incensed that he would use another bird and pecked at his head a few times before flying off to the rafters to give him the cold shoulder, but there was no way he’d send his beloved owl off to Voldemort. Sorry, school bird.)

He returned to the Gryffindor common room as soon as the owl flew off, putting the letter as far from his mind as possible. After all, it wasn’t like he’d receive a response.

(thus, friends absent speak)

[truly-morgan]

Kinktober Summer Rerun 2024: Size Difference ● SukuIta 👅🐯

【DAY 22】

[#SukuIta, Size Difference, Heian AU]

To say Yuji had always been impressed by his master’s size and build would be an understatement. From the moment, as a child, that he had set foot in the domain and first met Sukuna, he was awed, by the man looking big and strong. Intimidating too.

Even to this day Yuji still felt impressed and awed by it.

At some point, he thought maybe it was because he was a child, of course, a child would think any adult would look giant compared to them. But even as a young adult, Yuji looked so small compared to him. And he wasn’t a small man by any means either. He was actually taller than most of the other servants.

He had yet to find someone who made him look so small as Master Ryoumen did.

But he also noticed something else changing from when he was a child. He used to love it when the King of Curses picked him up, ruffled his hair or held onto him. He was always amused by how big the man’s hands looked around him, so big they could probably crush him without needing to use too many of them.

He also found them reassuring, petting his head softly on nights when a young Yuji cried himself to sleep remembering his lost family. He still cherishes the way the man took care of him as a child, despite technically being his servant at his young age.

He still felt like that about it.

But now something more came with it.

Yuji wasn’t sure what to do with the strange heat that would bloom inside of him any time the man put his hands on him. It was as innocent as always, patting his shoulder or head, a hand on his waist or lower back to guide him around a little. He could see and feel how big they looked on him still and it made him feel things.

It also made him think of indecent thoughts.

Thoughts of Master Ryoumen using those large and strong hands to manhandle him, lifting him up as if he weighed nothing (which was probably the case to him). Thoughts of using that broad and powerful body of his to trap him under his weight, careful not to crush him. Thoughts of what it would be like to feel his mouth over his skin.

Thoughts of what was hiding under his fundoshi…

He always forced himself to shut down those thoughts, especially around the man. How shameful could he be, than to daydream about such things around his master. But sometimes at night, it was stronger than him and he couldn’t help but fantasise about what-ifs while discreetly touching himself under the blanket.

In the safety and darkness of his room, Yuji would allow his mind to wander a little farther, only sometimes. Wonder what it would feel like to touch his master more properly than when he helped him wash up. Wonder what his skin would taste like, how it would feel against the pad of his fingers.

But he also dared fantasise about what it would be like if the man were to take care of Yuji. Would he be gentle or rougher? Would he keep teasing him until Yuji begs for mercy or would he be too impatient to see him unravel? Would he kiss him all over, stealing away Yuji’s first proper kiss.

It was a little hard to look the man in the eyes when he soiled his blanket on nights like those.

But he figured that as long as he hid it, it should all be fine. Plus, only /looking/ at the man wasn’t bad, right? Many had eyes lingering on the man, even if most wouldn’t dare meet his eyes. Yuji figured he was being discreet enough in his gazing, always trying not to stare too much.

Maybe he wasn’t as subtle as he thought he was.

Master Ryoumen had always said he was like an open book.

“Why don't you join me on my bath” Sukuna asked, looking down at the young man who had been finishing preparing his bath. He seemed amused at Yuji’s surprise, the young man looking down with a blush.

“You should take the time to relax, Ryoumen-sama” Yuji pointed out, “I wouldn't want to be bothering you at such a time”.

“I see… I miss the cute tiger who would get excited to take baths with me” Sukuna ended up saying with a little sigh, “I suppose I will have to take it all alone with no one to keep me company”.

This had Yuji biting on his lip a little, looking unsure. He really wanted to join him. How long had it been since he had last done so? At most, he helped the man wash before he spent some time relaxing in the warm water, but that was it.

“If you insist and do say it is alright, then I suppose I can join” Yuji ended up saying, looking back up at the King of Curses. He felt something in his chest warm up at the smile the older man gave him, something rather soft and unusual to see on him.

“I wouldn’t have asked if it wasn’t” Sukuna pointed out, “I figure it could also do you pretty good, you have seemed tense and tired lately”. This had Yuji look down again, feeling his face heat up. The reason why he had been lacking sleep was because of all the dreams he had about his master, making it hard for him to sleep properly, working more than needed to forget it all.

With that Yuji followed along to go get ready to wash up. He was a little surprised when he felt Master Ryoumen stop him as he started undressing. “I’ll do it~” the older man smiled, both pair of hands working on undressing Yuji, folding and putting his clothes away.

This had the young man feeling a little flustered and very conscious of their status. He couldn’t remember when was the last time someone helped him undress like this to bathe. It was probably when he was a small child and some of the nice aunties helped him bathe.

When he was finally naked the King of Curses seemed very satisfied, stepping away a little, waiting. Yuji understood pretty easily what this was for, stepping closer to help him out. This he was a little more used to, having helped the man change more than once when Uraume wasn’t available. It also helped him relax a little bit.

It was also easy to forget that he was supposed to just relax when he started helping the man clean himself. Sukuna sure seemed pleased with feeling Yuji work with so much attention, even giving him a nice massage.

The young man did need to force himself not to think too much as he worked. His eyes kept wandering around, following dark tattoos, defined muscle, the droplet of water gliding over his skin. Despite trying to focus only on those, sometimes his gaze would go south, feeling something inside him steer awake at the sight.

What would it feel like to…

He stopped himself from thinking about it anymore, rinsing all the soap used. “You can go in the bath first, I’ll be joining soon” Yuji offered with a little smile, sitting down to wash himself. He was surprised when a hand stopped him again, looking up at the man.

“Let me help you,” Sukuna asked more than he offered. Yuji would have objected, seeing how his master shouldn’t be washing him, but wasn’t fast enough. The King of Curses was already working on cleaning him up too.

And well, Yuji was weak to feeling those large hands on him, scrubbing away all the grime and sweat from his hard day of work. It felt so nice, feeling the four hands working on him like this, sometimes even massaging briefly the knot in his neck. The best was feeling his fingers gently scratching against his scalp as he washed his hair.

This was probably the most relaxed Yuji had felt in a while, mind growing foggy a little as he allowed himself to only feel.

Then he felt a hand trying to dip between his legs, Yuji closed his thighs quickly, growing red again. “I-I can do this part alone” he assured him, unable to look up properly. He feared what kind of reaction he would have if Sukuna were to touch him there.

So he simply watched as Sukuna relented on this one, finally leaving to go and soak in the warm bath. This allowed Yuji to quickly finish cleaning up, trying to calm himself down quickly. Once he felt ready enough he finally rinsed off properly, making his way to the large steaming bath.

As he slowly sank into the water he tried ignoring how, despite the fact the bathtub was big enough to fit a couple of people, Master Ryoumen filled up most of the space. Although it usually wasn’t much of an issue, seeing how the King of Curses usually took his bath all by himself. Not that he seemed to mind Yuji feeling up the space left. Nor did the young man mind, it was more than enough space for him to try and relax.

“It seems a bit too cramped on the side for you,” Sukuna commented lightly, opening his eyes once again to look at him. “Why don’t you come closer, so you don’t huddle up against the wall like this” he suggested. “I have more than enough space, I swear this is fine” Yuji tried, only to shut up when he received a look from the older man.

This wasn’t a suggestion, but a demand.

So Yuji quietly sighed, taking a little more space while still being considerate of how much he left for Sukuna. But this was likely not good enough because the older man clicked his tongue. Before Yuji knew it, Master Ryoumen was moving, large hands grabbing his waist and hips to pull him forward.

He was now sitting between the older man’s legs before he even knew what was happening. Yuji tried ignoring the /large/ weights pressing against the small of his back, where he was a little too close between his legs.

This time Sukuna sighed, sounding content with the result. He kept an arm loosely around Yuji, keeping him from moving away and going back to the corner once again. “This is much better, don’t you think? Reminds me of the days when you barely reached my hip, taking bath with me and sitting in my laps until you nearly passed out from the heat” he recounted, chuckling at the end.

Yuji could feel him laugh against his back, blushing at the memories he was bringing back. Back then he wasn’t quite as conscious as to what a servant should be doing, playing around and enjoying his day spent with the master of the domain.

But he was a child and that was okay, now was different.

“Despite how much you’ve grown, you still stay pretty cute” he suddenly heard whispered right against his ear, warm breath tickling his neck. This surprised Yuji, only to yelp when he felt the large mouth on the man’s stomach kiss his back, then lick it teasingly.

“M-master Ryoumen” Yuji stuttered as hands started caressing the inside of his thighs, keeping them spread out more. The man only hummed, sounding amused as he kept touching him. In no time Yuji found himself standing hard and proud, biting his lip as a large hand brushed against his cock, only making it twitch.

“Your reactions are also pretty cute” the older man stated, a large hand coming to cover his erection, trapping it between it and Yuji’s stomach. “You are not quite as subtle as you think you are, you know” He pointed out, which only made Yuji feel mortified. He knew he had been staring and ogling a little too much, but he never thought it was that bad. “But it’s okay, If it’s my favourite cute and adorable servant I do not mind, you can look as much as you want” he chuckled, “You can even touch too if you want~” he hummed.

Yuji felt like he couldn’t feel any hornier and hotter than he already was, a moan escaping him when the man started slowly jerking his cock, the movement lazy and slow. He could also feel Sukuna start getting harder against his back too, two large lengths pressing and rubbing against him.

God he really wanted to touch too.

So he shyly tried, reaching behind himself to take hold of it. The fire inside him felt even hotter at the realisation he barely wraps his fingers all around it, fingers touching only slightly. Hearing the man grunt against his ear stirred him on, movement feeling more confident despite the awkward position.

“See, doesn’t it feel good to touch too” the man smiled, before manhandling him once against, this time turning Yuji around so he was facing him. He chuckled when he saw just how red Yuji looked, leaning down to steal a kiss from him, the young man melting against him. He tasted like the sake and daifuku he had been eating before his bath.

Yuji ended up breaking the kiss when he needed air, also feeling how one of Master Ryoumen’s hands had made its way behind him. He could feel a thick finger tease his rim, seemingly trying to make him relax. It was a little hard to do despite it all, seeing how big it was compared to Yuji’s own fingers.

“Master Ryoumen” Yuji breathed, a hand grabbing onto his wrist a little, “I don’t… I don’t know if it can fit easily right now” he admitted. As much as he wanted to feel his fingers inside of him, he wasn’t quite sure how well he could take him.

“Then why don’t you help me~” Sukuna offered, hand settling on grabbing onto his ass instead, kneading it lightly. This had Yuji nodding choppily, a hand resting the on King of Curses' chest while the other went back.

His own fingers went in without too much trouble, Yuji not missing the knowing look this gained him from the man. He wouldn’t be admitting he had been fingering himself the night before, even less what he had been thinking about. Instead, he tried focusing on stretching himself more so he could take the much bigger fingers.

But his focus did shift a little as he saw the older man start stroking one of his cock, movement as slow and lazy as when he was touching him earlier. The young man felt a little self-conscious as his master kept looking at him with these hooded eyes, a soft and lazy smile on his lips. It was all so different from what he usually looked like, eyes filled with something Yuji couldn’t quite put his finger on.

For a while, all that could be heard was the sound of Yuji’s soft panting and the water being disturbed when he moved a little too much. Sometimes it would be cut by Sukuna’s praise and encouragement. When he stayed quiet he used his free hands to slowly tease and caress Yuji’s body, slowly learning what seemed to make him feel good.

At some point Yuji stopped, getting a little impatient. He wasn’t sure it would be quite enough, but he knew he could take a little pain if anything were to happen. He just wanted to feel Master Ryoumen’s thick fingers inside of him /now/. “It should do now” he stated, his hand guiding one of Sukuna’s hands back to his bottom.

Maybe the King of Curses was also getting impatient because he didn’t need to be told twice. He started pushing his finger in, going slowly as he met some resistance. “Just relax for me, Yuji” he whispered against his neck, leaving kisses there, “Yes, like this” he hummed. Then he stopped once he had pushed his finger down to the knuckle, only lightly moving around, allowing Yuji to get used to his finger.

He only started moving it when Yuji rolled his hips a little, testing out how it felt. One finger was enough to do the job of 2 or 3 fingers, filling him pretty nicely like this. He moved along with the man’s movement as he started jerking him off too, trying to follow a similar rhythm.

Once he inserted a second finger he started feeling a lot more, the stretch burning slightly. This had him stop his movement, focusing on relaxing his body so it could get used to it more easily. “You are taking it all so well” Sukuna hummed, looking pleased, “Some wouldn’t be able to do so easily like this”. This had Yuji blushing, looking down as he remembered how much he had been touching himself like this.

After a little while the burning went away, even when he moved a little. Yet the older man didn’t start moving his finger, just looking down at him. “Master Ryoumen, please,” Yuji asked, trying to roll his hips more to fuck himself on his large fingers.

“Don’t be so formal now, call my name” the King of Curses requested, surprising Yuji. This had him shaking his head, looking unsure. Despite this situation, could he really be calling him so casually? He felt like if Uraume were to hear of this, they would get mad at him and punish him with more chores.

“I can’t” he mumbled, trying to move again. This time he was surprised when he felt a pair of hands grab them, forcing him to stay still. This had him whining, unable to budge even a little bit. He had not expected the older man to put so much force into it, keeping him still.

“If you don’t I won’t let you continue” Sukuna replied, a teasing grin on his lips. But Yuji also knew that if he didn't follow what he said, he would truly keep him still like this, only allowed to feel them sit inside him without moving.

“S-Sukuna, please” Yuji ended up begging, moaning when he suddenly started moving again when he finally used his name. And he also immediately nailed his sweet spot, making him hold onto him as best as he could.

He had never expected that it would feel that much better to feel his finger fuck him like this, his fingers reaching just the right spot all the time. “I want this too” He ended up saying, hand stroking him once again, hands a lot less coordinated than before. He felt so big in his hand, he wanted to know what it would be like if he fucked him with this. Surely he’d feel it deep into his guts.

“What an eager one you are” Sukuna chuckled, kissing him again. “But as much as I’d love to see you take me it will have to be for another time” he explained. This had Yuji groaning, but he felt like no arguing would somehow change the King of Curses' mind. “But I’ll make sure we can do it at another time~” he assured him, “You just need a little more training for that”.

This had Yuji feel very excited at the thought of /many more times/ possibly coming to be held by his master like this. He wouldn’t complain about it at all, especially if it meant he could be his in a way, even if only for the night.

He wasn’t really able to think about that for too long though, finding himself lost in pleasure once again. It felt so good he was even feeling a little lightheaded, mind fuzzy. His hands kept working though, not wanting to be the only one feeling good.

He was trying to hold his orgasm in until he had been able to make his master cum at least once. But he wasn’t sure if he was simply not doing it right, if he was too sensitive or if Sukuna was that good at holding off himself.

He ended up losing the game though, feeling himself tip over the edge when he once again pushed against just the right spot, grinding down. It also felt like he was cheating a little, a free hand coming to tease his cock at the same time. In no time this had Yuji cumming into the water, soiling it.

Then the world seemed to go dark and quiet.

This surprised Sukuna a little, who caught his servant in his arms. He quickly realised that the young man had simply passed out from the heat of the bath. A quiet laugh escaped him, picking him up in his arms more properly. “I suppose some things never change” he hummed, “I might have overdone it a little too for this time”.

[theneighborhoodwatch]

Hi! Gonna start off and say that I love the work you're doing with the Welcome Home neocities website! It's perfectly stylized for the project/puppet show and I can see the work you're putting into it.

I'd love to learn how to make my own neocities website (for fun? For a personal project??), so I was wondering if you could provide some tips and/or pointers for a first-timer.

Thank you!

HAHA well first of all i'm flattered that someone would think i'm skilled enough to be giving pointers in the first place. i still consider myself a novice when it comes to web design (for example, if you're wondering why every page on welcome to welcome home has its own CSS, it's because CSS is Way harder for me to wrap my head around than HTML) so i can't give any Super advanced tips, but i can at least write about what's helped me so far:

GUIDES. neocities has its own tutorial and list of HTML/CSS resources, but user-made guides are your best friend when it comes to figuring out where to go from there. a.n. lucas and pauli kohberger both have really good guides for beginners, but for the more advanced stuff, i found myself referencing the resources on solaria's webspace and sadgrl.online the most. w3schools is also very helpful when it comes to answering more specific questions like "how do i use two different fonts on the same page?" (and probably more.) if all else fails, then usually just googling "how to (x) in HTML" or "how to (x) in CSS" will yield at least one useful result. for making your website more accessible, there's the accessible net directory and this masterpost by foxpunk on tumblr.

it sounds obvious, but it helps to have a solid idea of what kind of site you want to build before you actually dive in, and then snoop around on neocities to get an idea of how other users approach the same topic. for example, i got the idea to start a welcome home wiki on neocities after being reminded of the 8:11 wiki on the same site, and then i spent a couple days just looking up stuff like "wiki" or "fansite" on neocities and then clicking on any page that caught my attention to study it.

layouts! there's no shame in using a premade one, and you can even learn more about HTML/CSS in real time just by messing around with the base code before implementing any intentional changes. sadgrl.online's layout builder is a VERY popular choice, since you can already do a lot with the basic options it offers and it's easy to further customize once you have it set up on your page; it's what i used to make welcome to welcome home. sadgrl.online's webmaster links also feature a bunch of other options under the "layouts" tag, and if none of those work for you, then you can even find something just by looking up template/templates/layout/layouts/HTML/CSS on neocities itself.

side note: if you're reading this and you want to make a wiki then you can also use this wikitable code. it came out after i had already established the Look of welcome to welcome home, so i probably won't implement it any time soon, but i TOTALLY WOULD HAVE if it was around when i first set the site up.

you can scale images up or down using percentage, with 100% being the image's default size. i don't know how helpful or acceptable that is, but i use it a lot.

don't feel pressured to get everything done at once, even if you expect people to be visiting your site frequently. usually if you just slap on an "under construction" gif or even just write "hey this site is still under construction" then people will understand. i don't think i've ever seen anyone get super huffy about slow updates on neocities, anyway.

EDIT: OH. GRAPHICS. i mention all of these on welcome to welcome home's front page but i Also wanted to note them here: betty's graphics and websets by lynn both have HUGE collections of background tiles and other graphics that work especially well if you're going for that old web charm. i also like to use this mirror of patterncooler for backgrounds bc of the customization options. you can also make your own background tile and then use a seamless tile maker like this if all else fails.

EDIT 2: ALSO. obviously. do not be like me and use discord or any other chat client as a filehost, no matter how promising it looks, because one day you WILL get a very nasty surprise when the request signature on those urls expire and the images are no longer accessible on other sites. there are a myriad of other filehosts out there, but personally i recommend file garden (and also donating to file garden if you can, even if only for a couple months. i know i said that just yesterday, but if it gets more folks to subscribe then i'm gonna keep saying it.)

[limbolandscapes]

Been A While.

Hey. How's it going. Been pretty busy these past months, which meant no activity on this page. But, I want that to change soon. I've been getting into the whole "liminal space" subject again, and it reminded me of this page on tumblr I made a while ago. That's just a bit of what I wanted to talk about. Something is on my mind recently. I don't have any pictures for interesting abandoned places or familiar locations you swore you have seen before, but this does have something to do with those. Abandoned malls. You have seen them, those eerie, empty places with nearly nobody. Quiet music echoes around the halls and the buzz of the yellow lights to accompany it. Somehow stores can still reside in those halls, even if the mall has around 100 visitors a day, with around 12 of those visitors actually purchasing goods from the shops, or expired candy from the rusted machines. Play places sit still collecting dust, carousels and other little rides become inoperable. Why am I bringing this up though? It's December of 2014. People are rushing to buy presents for loved ones, roads are filled up with cars sitting in traffic, going to different stores and restaurants with family and friends. People sit outside of popular thrift stores dressed in well built Santa costumes, ringing a bell and giving their merriest "Ho, Ho Ho!" waiting for people to slip a coin into a red bucket beside them. That is exactly what I saw, while my parents drove me and my sister to a local mall, that was exploding in popularity. It was very hard to find a parking spot, but eventually a lane was found where my parents rushed to pull into. I remember being so excited, just waiting to see what was in store, and what was in stores too. I was still building my Christmas list at the time, and I was taken there with my sister to get ideas. It was, to say the least, extravagant. The large halls were crowded with people talking to each other, navigating to shops to buy gifts for their families and friends. Candy and vending machines were nearly empty, with lines of kids my size waiting to try new bubblegum flavors, and new stuffed animals that they knew they couldn't get. So many red and green decorations were scattered throughout, from snowflakes, to streamers, to little icons with snowmen, Santa, elves, and other such family favorites on the walls. Charity organizations and stores had their sponsored signs across the walls and on pillars, with merry signs to attract customers and donors. Christmas songs would play through the speakers, though you could barely hear it through the footsteps and chattering of hundreds of people. I don't think a single person there wasn't smiling. Finally, my dad guided my into a gift shop. I couldn't get many ideas as half of the shelves were empty, because all of the popular toys were sold out. It seemed like a scene straight out of my favorite Christmas movie Jingle All The Way. I got to sit on Santa's lap and I excitedly told him exactly what I wanted - a huge marble run set. It was probably my dream toy, to make my own marble courses and show them off to my family. I would go through all of the shops finding gift ideas for myself and my family, taking notes on a little notepad I had brought with me. That, was probably the best memory of my life, that single day. I was so happy, travelling through the mall, and the rest of town. I was so young, and even the littlest thing would make me so happy. Good things dont last forever. (PART 1 OF 2) - Wyntre Woods 2023, posting on Limbo Landscapes

[cockatrice-writers-guild]

Jaxon Galaxy

intro to the space au. a.k.a the only au where jax is a different size in that he is much bigger

warnings: swearing, fear

I’m out here.

Come find me.

Please.

It’s night now and the hum of overhead LED lights guide my steps as I move around the venue, following the same patterns I do every night. I’d play some music to dull the silence but I know now that the way the halls tend to echo at this hour is worse so, mop in hand, I continue on, the path I need to take long since muscle memory.

With a sigh, I push the bucket into the next room, eyes sweeping over the plaques and the chairs and the gaps between the chairs that I’ll need to force the mop into to reach. I frown, already knowing how long this part takes but surveying the scene regardless. It’ll be tedious, unbearably tedious as always. There will be pain, back aches, God knows what else. It’s the largest room in the observation centre I work at so I always save it for last. I look down at my mop, at the bucket already filled with cloudy water, back up at the room again, eyes tracing the walls, the chairs and this time, though I try to fight it, finally landing on the stage.

And the lone microphone that sits there.

…to be honest, there’s another reason I’m stalling.

This place gives me the willies.

Sure the way the light plays off the chairs and casts shadows on the walls is unsettling, but what isn’t at night? It’s the microphone that always gets me. And I know why too. I come in early sometimes so I can go home faster, around 6pm when all the scientists are prone to lounging around and talking. And sometimes they forget I’m there. So I hear things. And recently, I’ve been hearing a lot of things. So from what I’ve gathered from their hushed words and inside jokes,

The sun has finally collapsed.

Our entire star system is dead.

And the only reason we haven’t experienced another ice age is because of some kind of massive entity that lives in the cosmos. It, or I guess I should say he, doesn’t seem to have a name but from what I can gather, it’s his proximity that prevents us from freezing, specifically his body heat. He has to be touching the planet at all times and he can’t let go lest we all perish.

All of which sounds fucking insane by the way. I don’t really believe it myself but hey, an artist has to eat. I will give what they’re saying a little merit though. I remember reading a while ago that the sun was on its last legs but I haven’t heard anything about it since. There had been a period of time where people couldn’t send anything out into space. Anything sent up was stopped by some kind of invisible force and promptly sent right back down. Somehow, not one of the pieces of equipment crashed but that just made things more confusing. And then one day the force was just gone and space programs went on as normal. The scientists say it’s because the entity got bored or maybe even lonely and altered the barrier he created to touch the planet safely so we could find him. Which doesn’t make any sense but

I’m out here.

Come find me.

Please.

The results these programs got back were…strange. Not something they could release to the public apparently. Dozens of research centres around the world were sending shit up. Satellites, beacons, even a rover. And apparently, there was a point where all of them, every single last machine sent up there experienced a catastrophic earthquake at the exact same time, something on a magnitude they’d never even dreamed possible. But once it was over and they started studying the vibrations, they’d finally picked up on a frequency and started going from there. And finally they discovered that it was a voice. A voice that sounded disturbingly human. A voice that sounded like a man. A voice that longed to be heard.

And now they’ve apparently found a way to talk to him.

That microphone up on the stage.

Conferences have been held here every day for a while since the microphone was made. I’ve never heard what was discussed since the conferences are held in the day and I doubt they’d let a janitor in anyway but I’ve seen a few of the types that show up. First just the scientists but over time it’s been mandated to only host a new crowd. People in power, to put it lightly. I’ve heard they ask the entity questions and that they’re not that happy with having their entire lives metaphorically and literally entrusted into the hands of some massive cosmic being they barely know. But what other choice do they have? …there’s irony in that.

But now the mic just sits there as it always does at this hour. Waiting for the next meeting. And when’s that gonna be? One month? Two? The meetings have been getting less frequent lately. Most likely they’re just using this story as a cover to discuss something else, God knows what, but still. In the off chance that some entity really does exist and really did save us and really did try to contact us, even after all that effort he really was still getting the short end of the stick. Barely anyone to talk to and then only about official stuff. Meetings every day and then every week and then every month and then every other month as people realized he wasn’t going to kill them or demand any kind of compensation or

I’m out here.

He’d be out there in space right now, waiting hopefully for the next time there was a boring ass conference because at least then he’d have someone to talk to. At least then he’d have something.

Come find me.

A whole planet full of people in his hands and he’s a government secret. A freak of nature. A scientific discovery. Something to be kept behind closed doors and high status and hushed gossip.

Please.

A whole planet in his hands and he says please.

…

Goddammit now I’m making myself sad over a cover story. I look away from the mic with a small shake of my head and turn to the nearest corner I’ll have to scrub clean. I brandish my mop, getting ready to start when…

…I turn to the mic again and

Please.

lean my mop against the wall, pursing my lips.

…

And then I start walking towards it.

This is stupid. I know it is but I can’t stop myself. I make my way past the rows of dusty seats and step onto the stage, looking out at the dozens of seats now shrouded in shadow. They made it all so unnecessarily flashy too. Why a stage? Why the plaques? Why any of this? Why treat him this way?

An enigma. A terror. A spectacle. But never a person.

Still, I can feel my heart rate spike just slightly once I finally bring myself to reach for the mic. …what do I do if he’s real? If all this was real? If there was some kind of response, would I even know what to say? My hand clamps hesitantly around the mic stand and I lean forward to move my mouth to the receiver.

What would I do if the sun collapsed? If our star system was dead? If the sky was fake? If a giant cosmic being responded to my words? How would I continue on with that knowledge? I pull back a bit, hesitating again. It’s all too elaborate to be a hoax, right? What are these people trying to pull? It makes sense and it doesn’t and it has to be real and it can’t be.

Please.

I feel my brows crease and I swallow, bringing the mic to me and before I can get cold feet again, I open my mouth and

“…hello?”

And my only answer is the distant hum of the lights outside.

And I just stand there in silence for a moment. I’m sweating. Trembling slightly. All worked up and for what?

Nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

I should’ve known. The sun is fine. The planet is fine. Weird things just happen sometimes. Of course. Whoever started that cover up story was damn thorough with it, I’ll give them that. But now I need to get back to cleaning the floor so that I can get home before the sun comes up.

I sigh, making sure to wipe my fingerprints off the mic before I move to step off the stage. If I’m fast enough I might be done in the next hour or so. I’ll just need to-

“…h…hello? Is someone there?”

And I stop dead in my tracks.

A man’s voice. Whispered. I spin around but only see the bland white wall the stage is pressed against. Spin back and only catch the light spilling in though the empty doorway, the unoccupied seats and my mop leaning against the far wall. I listen for any sign of other people and get back silence.

“…hello?” The voice calls out to me again, somehow even quieter than before.

I can’t find the source of it and it’s strange. There doesn’t seem to be any kind of direction to it. It sounds close, it sounds everywhere. Hell, if I didn’t know better, I’d almost say that it feels like the voice is coming from inside my…

…inside my…head…

No.

No.

Nononononono this can’t be real. This can’t be

I turn back to the lone microphone on the stage, my heart rate slowly starting to pick up again. What do I do? Whatever it is, the entity?, doesn’t seem to know I’m here. Not really. I could leave. I could stay quiet. I could hide. I could…I could…I could…

“…please, I just…”

The voice is barely a murmur.

…

Fuck.

I take a slow breath in and a slow breath out.

And then I step back onto the stage.

The voice doesn’t call out again but it doesn’t matter. A shaking hand grips the mic stand once more and leaning forward, I try to fight the tremble out of my voice before I speak again. “…hello?”

A pause. And then

“Hi!” I bite back a yelp. There’s excitement in his voice when he speaks now, relief, his words forming in my head like they’ve always been there. “Sorry, I must have lost you there for a second. I…actually don’t think we’ve met before. Who are you?”

It takes me a second to find my words again. “I…uh…”

“Yeah?” the man prompts.

“I’m…Emelia, I guess. Emelia Markov. …though you can call me Mia if you’d like.”

There is a long pause before the man speaks again. “…that’s everything?”

“Huh?”

“Oh, it’s just that people usually give me…I guess a title or something too. Like their job I think? I just thought that was the standard for humans.”

For humans.

It takes a second for me to collect myself.

“…uh…well, I’m an artist. …part time artist, anyway. I carve and sell wooden sculptures online and in between jobs I…well, I’m a janitor.”

“That’s two titles then! Very impressive, Mia.” My heart jumps when I hear him say my name but I simply clench my teeth and let him continue. “What’s an artist? And what’s a janitor?”

My head spins. “I…it’s…wait could I ask you a few questions first?”

“Sure.”

“Are you…is everything…”

The man waits and it takes a few seconds to realize I have too many questions to ask. What happened to the sun? How did you find us? Why did you help us? Are you actually a cosmic entity? What are you planning to do with us. On and on the list goes but for just a second, one sticks out to me. How many times has he heard those questions before? How many times has he had to answer the exact same things over and over to calm down the next overlord of the week? I frown, thinking over it a bit longer before I finally ask

“…what’s your name?”

And the man pauses. “My…name?”

“Yeah like, what can I call you?”

“I don’t…I don’t have a name,” he says quietly. “…how do you get a name?”

I purse my lips. “Well, usually…someone gives one to you, I guess. Though you can always change it if you don’t like it.”

The man is silent for a really long time and I’m about to ask him if he’s okay when, “…Mia?”

“Yeah?”

“…could you give me a name?”

I blank at that. “But…you don’t even know me!”

“I know you about as well as I know anyone around here,” the man responds and I sigh.

“Fair point. How about…why don’t you let me finish my job here and then I’ll read out some names to you. You can pick one that you like.”

“You’re coming back?” He sounds hopeful and my heart pangs.

“Sure. Just give me like…maybe an hour?”

“I…don’t know what that is.”

Ah.

“Just…hang tight then. I’ll be back, I promise.”

“Alright.”

I takes me a few seconds to pry my white knuckled grip from the stand but soon I’m mopping in silence again, the familiar motions helping to calm me some. I finish the back row of seats and take a moment to rest before something occurs to me. I turn back to the microphone on the stage now a distance away. “Hey, big guy, can you still hear me?”

“Yeah! …also big guy? Is that my name?”

“Nah, it’s just a placeholder. Think of it as a nickname until we find you a real one.”

“…nickname?”

“It’s like when…uh…I guess it’s like a name that people can call you that isn’t your real name? Like…my real name is Emelia but my nickname is Mia. Your nickname can be big guy and we’ll find you a real name later.”

“…can you have more than one nickname?”

“Sure.”

“Hmm.”

I decide not to comment on the hum  eyeing the distance from the mic as I try to gauge the distance. “Could we try something though?”

“Sure.”

“You can still hear me, right?”

“Yeah. Why?”

“I wanna see how far I can get from the mic where you’re still able to hear me.”

“Mic?”

“Microphone. …the thing the scientists made to communicate with you?”

“…oh that. It’s alright, I don’t need that to talk to you anymore.”

“…huh?”

“The…mic basically just helps to get my attention. It helps me…I don’t know, focus on you? After that I can listen to you pretty easily.”

“That…doesn’t make much sense actually.”

“I still don’t really get what a nickname is.”

“I guess we’re even.”

A light laugh fills my head for a short moment and I can’t help but smile. “I guess we are.”

There’s a brief period of silence before the man speaks again. “…Mia?”

“Mmm?”

“Do you think maybe we could…keep talking?”

“Sure, big guy. It’s not like I have much company this time of night anyway.”

“Oh no I- thank you but I mean like…whenever.”

“Whenever.”

“Yeah. …if that’s alright?”

The hum of the lights overhead. I can hear one of the faulty one blinking erratically in another room. There’s the distant roar of rain now. I’ll go home. I’ll sleep, maybe. Wake up. Start carving or maybe carve through the night. Go to work. Watch everyone leave for the night. Get my mop again. Go through the same patterns again. The hum of the lights overhead, the faulty one blinking erratically in another room. Maybe it’ll rain tomorrow too.

…when’s the last time I talked to anyone?

“…Mia?”

“Sure.”

“What?”

“Talk to me whenever. I’ll let you know if I’m busy but maybe…check if I’m sleeping first I guess? Maybe like…I don’t know, whisper or something first and if there’s no response I’m probably sleeping.”

“I…you’re serious?”

I nod but the man doesn’t seem to respond to the gesture so instead I speak. “I am.”

“Thank you! Thank you so so much, Mia! I…let me know if there’s ever anything I can do to repay you.”

“You’re preventing the whole planet from freezing over so trust me, big guy, you’re doing plenty. …though don’t think of this as a favour so much as it is something mutually beneficial.”

“What do you mean?”

“You get someone to talk to. I get someone to talk to. I’d hardly call that a favour.”

The man is quiet for a few seconds. Then, “…oh, you’re…,”and then he trails off.

I raise a brow but the man doesn’t say anything for a long time. I want to say something but…don’t know what. Is he…did he leave? I continue cleaning in silence until the job is done, turn off the lights, lock all the doors, swear under my breath when I realize I forgot my umbrella and I parked relatively far from the centre today. I fucked up I guess. Even the insanely lonely space entity that holds the world wants nothing to do with me. The absurdity of it all catches me off guard and a bitter laugh escapes me before I can stop it. It’s loud but then there’s no one around to hear it either.

I sigh.

Whatever. I lock the front doors of the building and feel my muscles clench in anticipation of the freezing cold shower I’m about to get pummelled in. I take a breath and then step out into the downpour and…

…nothing.

I’m not getting drenched, even as the storm roars all around me and I’m not under cover. More than a little confused, I look up and…

What the hell is happening now?

It’s raining above me too. I can see the drops falling overhead but then they just…stop. It’s like there’s a glass roof just over me and not knowing what else to do, I lift a hand and find my fingers brushing against something solid. …did the company build some kind of shelter while I wasn’t at work? How haven’t I noticed it before? Why-

“Mia!”

I jump instinctively. “Big guy? I thought you-”

“No I…sorry, no, I was just…I got lost in thought I guess. You’re like me, is what I wanted to say. I couldn’t sense any other humans around you at all. Like the whole time we were talking you were completely alone.”

I click my tongue. “…thanks.”

“No I mean.. it’s just the others usually come in groups, you know? They come in groups, give me titles and ask me questions about my intentions and the state of things and don’t let me ask questions but…you didn’t do any of that. You’re not an...uh…a leader?”

“Nope. Just a janitor. That means I just clean shit up when everyone else goes home.”

“…and the artist?”

“Means I have to be a janitor to make fucking ends meet.” I pause. “…also I…create, I guess. Wooden sculptures in my case.”

“Hmm.”

“Yeah.”

“…but Mia if you’re not a leader then why did you even bother talking to me in the first place?”

“…what do you mean?”

“The leaders are scared of me. But they talk to me anyway because they want answers. They want to know if I’m up to anything. But you just…you’re just talking to me. You don’t seem that scared either.”

“Oh trust me, I am.”

“…oh.”

“It’s nothing on you though, big guy. You seem like a pretty decent guy but…well you’re…uh…”. I trail off, looking at the sky and then just spreading my arms apart.

“What, big?”

There’s a surprising amount of mirth in his voice when he says this.

“Yeah, actually.”

“…ah. Sorry.”

“Nonono, don’t apologize. It’ll just take some time getting used to, you know?”

“I…yeah, I get that. …but Mia?”

“Mmm?”

“Thanks for giving me that chance.”

The words are warm and I feel a smile start to graze my lips. “…hey.”

“Yeah?”

“I’m sorry I just…you saw me doing the arm thing?”

“I did, yeah. It’s nice to finally be able to see you.”

“You couldn’t before?”

“You’re out in the open now. You were in a…building earlier. I can’t see through walls, Mia.”

“That’s…okay, sure. So you can see me now?”

“Yeah! You’re hair is a really nice colour, by the way. Green, I think? It suites you.”

My hair…he can see my hair.

…there’s something almost chilling about that. And I don’t know, the more I think about it, the more unsettled I feel. I don’t know why but him stating the colour of my hair seems to cement something. It’s real. All this is actually real. An actual space entity is watching me right now. A man big enough to hold the Earth is watching me and I can’t even see him. His fucking eyes might be bigger than the Earth. And now, right now, they’re both…trained directly on…me.

I look up at the blackened sky, clouds obscuring the usual dark blue. The sky is fake. And just past the clouds, just past a small invisible barrier and a projected illusion of light is a giant’s eye.

Watching me.

I can’t see him but now I can feel the hairs on my neck start to rise as I stare back at the sky, at the man, at the concealed eyes of something too massive to comprehend. And I don’t know if it’s because I’m thinking about it or if this some long slumbering survival instinct starting to raise its hackles at the inconceivable threat it somehow knows we’re up against. A giant watches me, a giant who holds the world, a giant who could demand anything because he has all the cards, the lives of every single living being on this planet between his fingers.

A giant who can somehow make out the colour of my hair.

I…I don’t…I can’t…I…I…

flinch hard when I hear his voice again

“…Mia, are you alright? You’re breathing really hard. I…I’m sorry, is this my fault? We…we don’t have to keep talking if it’s causing you this much stress. I…I’m sorry just…please breathe, Mia. I’ll leave you alone, I promise. Just breathe. Please.”

A giant who holds the whole fucking world in his hands and still says please.

I’m shaking, I’m shaking so hard I think I dropped my car keys. I’m crying too, can feel hot tears spilling down my cheeks even as the rain continues to fail at hitting me.

I breathe.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

My breaths slow. I focus on the sound of the rain until finally I have the strength to stand again. I must have curled up at some point. I keep breathing. Wipe my tears and dry my hands on my jacket. Breathe. Just breathe. Just breathe.

I let out a long, slow, slow breathe.

Then I turn my gaze to the sky again. Feel my hairs start to rise at the unknowable. Breathe.

“…hey,” I try.

There’s no response so I squeeze my wrist and try again.

“HEY, BIG GUY! I KNOW YOU’RE STILL LOOKING AT ME!”

Nothing.

Then, finally

“…Mia?” The voice is barely a whisper, each syllable laced with raw tears.

“I want to keep talking to you. Mutual benefits, remember?”

“…yeah. You talk to me and I…,” he sniffs, “…I’m sorry, Mia. I’m so so sorry.”

“Hey, it’s…it’s not you’re fault, okay? You seem like such a sweet guy but-“

“Big, yeah. I know.”

There’s no mirth in his tone now and I purse my lips.

“…just give it some time first, okay? I know I can get used to this in time. You won’t be able to get rid of me that easily”

There’s a small pause before a pained chuckle rings out. “You act like I’m doing this on purpose.”

And I can’t help it but now I’m laughing. And soon my head fills with laughter too. It’s the stress of course but…this is kinda nice.

It takes a while for either of us to calm down but once we finally do, I just stand there in the rain for a while, looking up at the sky while the man watches me too. And despite it all, it’s almost…comfortable.

Eventually, I break the silence. “Wait, big guy?”

“Mmm?”

I reach up and rap my knuckles on the invisible barrier above me. “Is that you?”

“Yeah. Barrier. I didn’t want you to get soaked.”

I smile at that. “Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it,” he whispers back. “I’d show you some more barrier stuff but….”

“Maybe some other time.”

“Yeah.”

I pick up my keys and start walking to my car, the small barrier following me as I do. I’m halfway across the lot when I turn to look at the sky again.

“Hey, big guy.”

“Yeah?”

“Names?”

“Oh yeah! Go ahead.”

“Uh…Alexander?”

“Mmm…no.”

“Alfred?”

“Nah.”

“…Alex?”

“Isn’t that just a shortened version of Alexander?”

“…I guess. It’s its own name though. I’ve seen people called either.”

“…eh, maybe not.”

“Fucking, I don’t know, Arnold?”

-

I’m scrolling through my phone, sitting on my bed in the dark, the dim light coming off my phone making my empty apartment look even darker. I…couldn’t sleep again.

“…what about Jasper?”

“Mmm.”

“Mmm?”

“Could you keep going?”

“Jackson.”

The man pauses.

“And look, there’s a version of it that that has an x instead of the cks. Kinda unnecessary if you ask me. Like why would anyone ever-“

“I like it!”

“…come again?”

“Jaxon! Or…oh, maybe Jax for short, just like you!”

“Jax.” I test the name out and…it actually doesn’t sound too bad. “…you’re sure?”

“Mmm,” the man hums. And he sounds so happy I immediately relent, setting my phone down and staring up at the now dimly lit ceiling.

“And so the massive fuck huge cosmic entity who holds the entire world in his hands has a name. And for the love of God that name is Jax.”

The man laughs. “Thanks, M.”

“No pro-…wait what did you just call me?”

“I…it’s a…nickname…I think.

“M.”

“Yeah. …I mean…I can think of a different one if yo-.”

“No. M. It’s…hmm. …could you try saying it again?”

“Mmm…your..your hair looked really fluffy earlier, M. …when I could see it.”

And now I smile. It’s…almost endearing coming from him.

“Jax?”

“Yeah?” He sounds happy.

“…thank you.”

[shadesofnavy]

Hello there! I have a couple of questions on the Spooky Scary AU that I'd really like answers to if that's okay!

What are Reapers, Demons, and Angels like in that universe? What are their reputations among humans and other creatures? How powerful are they exactly?

Since monsters of all sorts are a thing that verse, does that mean it's not too unusual to see even ghosts, skeletons, and other undead creatures living among humans?

And lastly, what was Keith like before his reincarnation to live a mortal life? Was he more or less the same in personality or was he a completely different person? How old was he before he decided to reincarnate as a human?

There are different kinds of angels in this world, however the most common angels you'll find are archangels and guardian angels. All angels share certain abilities, such as healing, exorcism, memory and time manipulation, telekinesis, and invulnerability. The differences between the two is that archangels were designed to defend and protect general human life from evil (usually, any kind of demon), while guardian angels were designed to guide a single life and protect them. This, of course, has changed as time progressed, and is viewed as a more traditional lifestyle for certain angels, especially since they're not at war with demons anymore as they once were long ago.

Usually, angels are mostly looked up to by humans and befriended by them thanks to their sweet and easy-going personalities, though that's not to say some angels can't differ. It's also more common to have certain human-populated cities run by archangels thanks to their popularity.

Demons are considered the opposite of archangels. They come in different shapes and sizes, and while they were designed to go against everything archangels stand for, they also shared a lot of abilities in common with their enemies. Of course, that was before. Demons nowadays typically have gray morals that both demons and angels have agreed to make peace with. Like angels, demons have their own traditional evil ways that few still follow. They aren't really well liked by humans because of their nature, and are more fond of non-human creatures. They typically have wild and hyperactive personalities that vary, but older demons can be more level-headed, and sinister. Those are likely to run the more non-human-populated areas.

Reapers are generally quiet and the most frowned upon species by almost everyone, even more so than demons (heck even demons themselves). They are usually isolated thanks to their popularity of being the manifestations of death itself. You could argue they're the opposites of guardian angels. Some reapers live alone with one another away from society and more on the countryside and around nature, others stick around more populated areas.

Keith was one of those reapers that stuck around people, but couldn't ever really make friends. His personality in this AU is a bit different compared to his regular self, as he can be prone to having his moments of being sarcastic, somewhat narrow-minded and very dense, but he was more often than not friendly, relaxed, always cracking a joke of some sorts to lighten the mood. His overall skeletal appearance usually made people shy away from him. He was always curious about humans and wanted to get to know some, but alas he wasn't able to do so at the time. He was around 17-18 years old in reaper years (maybe around 100 or more in human years) when he found out and chose to reincarnate as a human

[justlikethematchyoustrike]

A guide for Replacing JP PSP 2000 Screens

Hello!!!!!

I was inspecting my PSP and realized that my screen had a chip/dent that distorts the image quality 😢. So I decided to replace it, and record my experience while doing so!

I stumbled across many hurdles that didn't have solid answers(COUGH SCREWS COUGH), due to the type of PSP I own (2000, JP ver. ). So, I wanted to make a post that detailed EVERYTHING required to replace a screen. Hopefully this helps!

Purchasing Supplies

I found the best luck for PSP parts on Ebay, especially since shipping is considerably cheaper and faster in comparison to Amazon. However, I have seen sites like this:

https://everythingpsp.com/ - (Made by a top-rated eBay seller)

Which offer parts at a good price, although I can't 100% vouch for them.

I personally bought my LCD screen from here , since they have alot of reviews and are an American seller (same country = faster shipping). They also offer an add-on kit with most of the random supplies you may need (electrical tape/glue, wedge to pry open delicate parts, Phillips screwdrivers, etc.), which saves a lot of energy, BUT, everyone's device is different.

If you have an American PSP, then that's all you really need, but if you have the Japanese version, you probably need a Torx screwdriver with a T1, T2, and T3 size. The kit doesn't have this (Only T5/T6), so you'll have to buy it in person or online.. They're easy to find in a set. I personally purchased my screwdrivers on Amazon, however this specific set doesn't come with a casing.

Why am I saying a range of Torx screwdrives instead of 1? Well, in my experience, I needed 2 separate sizes (T2, T3) to remove the Torx screws (even though they looked deceptively close to a T5, and generally just looked similar) ... So to save yourself the hassle; buy a set. Dunno why my PSP came with different Torx screws, but I guess I'm just unlucky! 💀

If you're unsure of what type of screws you have, watch the videos later in this post, and inspect your PSP. Everything should be visible without disassembling (You'll have to take out a battery and possibly remove a sticker though.) You're specifically looking for the shape of the screws, which will resemble the patterns in this diagram:

These are labelled, and will allow you to identify the screw type when purchasing. I personally needed Phillips and Torx.

So, here's my recommendation on what to buy:

Torx T3, T2, and T1 screw drivers (Buy in a set with larger sizes to be safe. If you have an American PSP then you shouldn't need this, but again read what I said above this. T1 isn't NECESSARY, but better safe than sorry?)

1.5 Philips screw driver (3.0 mm)

2 Flat, wedge/like tools for removing parts

Electrical Tape/Glue (Optional, I personally didn't need it but good to have.)

Screen Protector, 'cos the screen and casing are VERY scratch prone

Installation

To be honest, I'm not a tech guy, so I won't bother explaining how to do this word for word. However, here are some videos that I followed exactly, and they should work for you. Beyond the screws, JP and USA PSP's are mostly alike, with some differences that are insignificant for what we're trying to accomplish. I'll also piggy back off the information given with my own tips so you (hopefully) don't screw up your PSP!

This video has a good angle of how to install the LCD screen cables into the motherboard, go to (7:22)

Keep your screws in a safe place! I personally put them in plastic baggies, just incase I knock something over. This prevents scattering, and possibly losing screws. You REALLY don't wanna do that, since these screws keep the casing of your PSP together. You could also use a cup, bottlecap, or anything really.

2. Be careful, especially when removing the casing and screen. Those are the harrowing part of the installation, since too much force can genuinely ruin the motherboard, or rend a button or two useless. Take your time, and ease it out.

3. When inserting the screen cables into the motherboard, make sure it's in there completely. It should be a snug fit . The second video perfectly shows how it can be done, but again every console is different.

4) KEEP YOUR OLD SCREEN, until you've confirmed that the new one works. I've read some horror stories of new screens having dead pixels, scratches, etc., and you only find out once the new screen is installed. For this reason, hold onto your old screen until you've confirmed that all is good.

Here's a video of me installing the screen!

But honestly, this is not the hardest of things to do. As long as you're gentle, and follow the instructions then ya should realistically run into no problems. It's a pretty quick installation, with all things considered, so yeah! Hopefully this was helpful, and stay tuned for more PSP modding posts! If you have any questions, feel free to ask!

Cheers!

[kaelyndraws]

Chapter V Acquaintance

Aidamien slowly led Kayre to his estate’s storage area, where they kept many different things. As the distance was long, which was why he thought to go there alone, his curiosity about her didn’t stop growing.

‘What should I ask?’ he wondered pensively and worriedly. ‘I don’t want to mess this up more than it already has!’

“How come I’ve never seen you before? How were you born?”

‘I seriously have no manners,’ He nervously looked to Kayre, who noticed his eyes falling upon her.

“Oh, I don’t mind the question, my lord!” Her tone came reassuringly, even though she was caught off-guard by the suddenness. “I understand where you’re coming from based on what I’ve heard about Lord Loudovikos, Lady Herana, and you, by extension.

“I guess it’s safe to say I’m much younger than you. From when I first opened my eyes, all I’ve ever known and experienced was long-term peace. I can’t remember a moment of profound suffering or conflict at all. You fought for your independence, right, my lord? I think I woke up after that, and I woke up being this big.” She motioned to herself.

“At that moment, I saw for a second how the barren land turned lush and green instantly. I had the urge to cultivate it, and here I am.”

“Oh...” The King of the Underworld was rendered speechless, more than he already usually was. Added to the fact that he was immediately granted dominion over the Underworld following the Second Rebellion. He had both literally and figuratively lived under a rock.

“That man with six arms... He’s Lord Solal, the God of Magic and Crossroads, right? I’ve seen his likeness once...”

“Yep.” He felt a rare urge of pride out of the blue. “One of my main assistants at work and a mentor when I first lived here. He’s like my second dad.”

“Oh...” She nodded in understanding.

Meager chat made them forget the time, and they arrived at the storage room.

“Are your feet okay?” Aidamien asked in concern, his hands about to run over Kayre’s bandages.

“Yes,” she smiled. “The pain from the scars has been taken off my mind back there.”

‘That’s good...’ The King of the Underworld sighed in relief. He stood up to seat the Goddess of Verdure on a nearby stool and started searching for sandals, which was more difficult than anticipated.

“Sorry...” he said as he was still looking, taking out each pair and comparing them. “I don’t have many girls in the house to stock sandals your size...”

“It’s fine, my lord. Any size will do.”

After a while of struggle, he found the most suitable sandals, owned and barely used by his only feminine colleague, which were a little bigger than her feet by a tiny pinch.

“This is the smallest I could find...” The God of the Dead carefully fitted the Maiden’s feet into the sandals.

“They look rather new...” She observed while lightly swinging her legs as she got used to the footwear.

“I only have one female friend. She mostly goes barefoot, and she floats instead of walking.”

“Oh, Thanatos?”

“Yep, that’s her.”

Aidamien saw Kayre suddenly shivering.

“Are you cold?”

She nodded as she warmed her hands with her misty breath. “How come you’re used to the temperature when you’re not wearing heavily?”

He shrugged nonchalantly. “Guess I’m just used to it. I’ll lend you some clothes. Everyone’s clothes here are woolen, so they should keep you warm. You can also take a warm bath if you want.”

The goddess’ eyes widened. “My lord... You’re too kind...” Her words left her in an audible whisper.

‘It’s the least I can do...’ He nodded with equal softness, looking down into her eyes.

Kayre stood up and turned to leave.

“Can you guide me there? To the bathroom?” She paused and perked as if she remembered her manners. “Please, my lord?”

“Sure.” He secretly found it endearing, seeing how comfortable she was with him. Seeing her walk more comfortably on the hard floor relieved some of the burden on his heart.

“Thank you, my lord,” Kayre bowed.

Aidamien nodded back. “I’ll let you be. If you need anything, I’ll be at my office.”

She nodded back again. “I have some more questions if you don’t mind.”

“Go ahead.”

“Were you the one who summoned me here? If so or not, why?”

His eyebrows furrowed much as he couldn’t answer her immediately. ‘She deserves to know...’

The words that faltered out of his lips caused her to make an expression as complicated as his, he felt. After a moment, she nodded awkwardly.

“I’ll get you clothes...”

With that, he briskly left the bathroom in unfathomable guilt.

‘I messed up big time...’

[havnblog]

Guide to card sleeves

«Why?»

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Card protectors, or sleeves, are perhaps the most common accessory for games. There are two main reasons for sleeving your games:

To protect the cards (kinda says so on the tin)

To increase the sense of quality, much like component upgrades

The protection part is especially important if the cards are of high value and/or gets shuffled a lot. Both are true with most collectable card games (CCGs), like Magic The Gathering – and this is why the sizes used for these games has the best selection. Shuffling with sleeved cards feels a lot better than unsleeved, so that affects both point 1 and 2. You can also get them with matte finish, to reduce glare.

Here’s a guide to how you should proceed if you want to sleeve:

First, figure out what kind of sleeves you need. There is an annoying amount of different sizes, and many of them are very similar. Sleeve Your Games is a great website and service, where you can search for games and find out what size and quantity you require.

Next, you need to decide if you want matte or glossy sleeves. I prefer matte, for readability. However, glossy ones make the colours on the cards pop more!

«What kind of sleeves should I buy?»

To navigate the jungle of different makers and types, I’ve divided the crop into three quality tiers, and I’ll give my recommendations for each tier. When settling on a tier, the amount of protection ain’t that important, as they’re all good enough. (This isn’t the article for someone wondering how to best protect The Power Nine – this is geared towards «normal» board and card games.) So, it’s about how much you care about the sense of quality and how much money you want to spend. Furthermore, I highly recommend you stick to only one or two kinds of sleeves, so you don’t have to keep track of different types and so you always get to use all the sleeves in a package. If you have several types, you’ll end up with 10 sleeves here and 5 sleeves there from packs you didn’t use all the sleeves.

Tier 1: Cheap and fine

A good indicator for the quality of the sleeve is the thickness, often given in microns (µm). The cheapest are usually around 60 µm, like the regular ones from Sleeve Kings, which is my recommendation here. From time to time, they run Kickstarter campaigns where you can get them even cheaper, but they’re always cheap! They cost about 2.25 ¢ per unit ($2-3 for a 110 pack).

Even the product picture looks cheap.

Plus:

Price

Good selection of sizes

Price

Minus:

They feel a bit loose or sloppy around the cards

Not available in matte

Tier 2: Solid

My choice here falls on Gamegenic Prime. They come in at 100 µm, can be found in both matte and glossy and is available in «all» sizes. They cost about 5.5 ¢ per unit ($2.5-4 for a 50 pack).

Plus:

Good middle ground between quality and price

Good selection of sizes

Minus:

A bit slippery

Tier 3: Premium

I do not recommend anyone buying sleeves of this quality and price point for normal games. It’s totally unnecessary, and I love it. «Luckily» for me, the selection in sizes is poor, as these are made for CCGs. So, for me, only one size is relevant: What’s usually referred to as «Standard Card Game». My favourite here is Dragon Shield.

The variant on the left is slightly better.

They cost about 12 ¢ per unit (😬) (€12 for a 100 pack) – but what makes them so good? First of all, they are 120 µm, so nice and thick.

Dragon Shield (L) and Gamegenic (R).

As you can see on the picture, the Dragon Shields are a bit larger, relative to the card, compared to the Gamegenics. This creates a pleasant frame around the card, in my opinion. Moreover, the cards sit more securely and are lovely to shuffle. My favourite detail, however, is that they have a textured back side, which creates a nice feel and also might contribute to the fact that they don’t slide as much when they are stacked. You can get them in both matte and glossy and in a huge number of colours. The last thing might come in handy if you need to change the backside of the cards for some reason. They also come with a box you can use for storing.

Think of Dragon Shields like something you splurge on for your favourite games, like Geek Up bits.

Plus:

Great «hand feel»

Wonderful to shuffle

Textured backside

Good colour reproduction while still stopping glare

Minus:

Price

The size sometimes makes them not fit in inserts

Price

Negatives to sleeving

Well, it cost money – and a lot of it if you’re as stupid as me and get Dragon Shields. Also, it can create troubles for inserts and boxes in general.

The Innovation box used to be the size of the Red7 box, but not after I sleeved...

Arcane Tinmen, Gamegenic, Dragon Shields.

On the picture above, I’m trying to show how much taller the stacks get (it’s about 30 cards). Something I noticed, was that the Gamegenics actually made the stack taller than the Dragon Shields. However, I think this is because the latter had been under pressure in the Innovation box.

When I press down, you can see that the Dragon Shields are thicker.

I don't recommend Arcane Tinmen. More expensive, but worse, compared to Gamegenic.

Here you can see what I had to do to fit the sleeved cards in the Jaipur insert.

But it looks OK with the cards inside!

But the lid doesn't close quite as tight as before - but no rubber band needed.

To be fair, sleeving most games is a bit over the top – especially with anything more expensive than Gamegenics. But if there are some games you play a lot and the cards get shuffled, I think it’s worth it. Personally, I’ve gone for Gamegenics for most games, but buying Dragon Shields for games that uses that size and that «deserve it».

[jeremy-ken-anderson]

City of Heroes Not-Quite-Beginners Guide

There's a first layer of knowledge like "what's an enhancement" (It's basically equipment) and "how do I level up once I've got the xp" (talk to trainers) but watching a CoH Beginner's Guide I found there were a few things I wished he'd say:

Getting a Task Force Together: If you go into LFG under the Task Force tab you can mouseover the names of lit-up task forces and it'll show you the level range for the run. It also tells you who the character is that directs it. Then go into LFG Chat (find it with the mouseover popups by the chat bar) and type "LFM for [name of director], level [minimum level you read when mousing over the description]+ pst for invite." So for Positron 2 it'd be "LFM for Posi 2, level 11+ pst for invite." The main task forces are

Positron 1 and 2 in Steel Canyon

Synapse in Skyway City

Penelope Yin in Independence Port

Citadel in Talos Island

Manticore in Brickstown

Numina in Founder's Falls

While they don't show up on the minimap they're all within immediate view of the level trainer, who does.

When people reply that they're willing to come along, you click their name in the chat window and select Invite to Team from the popup.

Personally my netiquette is that I'm willing to repeat the posting in LFG once the number of party members has changed. Once I have someone I repost "LF6M..." for instance (team size for Task Forces is 8). It's also good for both courtesy and self-preservation to announce when the group's full. Otherwise you'll keep getting tells from people who want to join.

Archetype Origin: One of the largest jumps in power you'll receive is from set bonuses on matching enhancements. As you do plot-relevant content (storylines and task forces, mostly, but also battles against giant monsters) you'll receive Merits. These can be spent at Merit Vendors to get special enhancements that, as far as I know, can ONLY be obtained this way. Go into the list under your own Archetype (so, Defender if you're a Defender) and there will be two sets you can get, for a total of 12 enhancements. Each costs 100 merits, and the first stories that give merits are worth 3, so you won't be getting these immediately. But you can get your first by around level 20 if you're story-focused. And they're extremely powerful; sometimes enabling a whole different playstyle, such as effects that immediately recharge your buffs or drop you into stealth mid-combat.

Set Bonuses: It's also worth noting that set bonuses - on both AOs and Inventions (IOs) - are really strong. For instance you might get one where for having just 2 enhancements from the same set you get +7% accuracy on all attacks. Add a third and you get resistance to all crowd-control effects (like stun or hold). A fourth and you also recover energy more quickly. These don't stack infinitely, but they do stack a LOT. One drawback is they have to be on a single power. If you put the six pieces of an enhancement set like Scirocco's Dervish on different powers they're good enhancements, but you'll be missing out on the five Set Bonuses you get from having all of them. Personally I think this was a mistake, design-wise, but it is what it is.

Your First Invention: As soon as you go to Steel Canyon - maybe you're level 8 and you're joining in on Positron's first Task Force - there's a quest about inventions at the university. Doing this nets you a free IO, which is strong and which, while it can be outshone by later enhancements and need to be replaced for that reason, never stops giving its bonus due to your level. Where a level 20 Single-Origin Enhancement has no effect for a hero level 24 or higher, a level 20 Invention still provides its full value even to a level 50 player.

Ouroboros: You might be lucky enough to be near someone who drops a golden portal with an infinity serpent icon under it. If you click this it'll take you to Ouroboros, a pocket dimension outside of conventional time. This is important for lategame content and also a useful way to traverse the city, since entering Ouroboros grants you the ability to summon your own Ouroboros Portal once every 5 minutes and it has exits to several different areas of the city. If you're not lucky enough to have access to Ouroboros handed to you, Montague Castanella (also in the Steel Canyon University) has a quest chain that ends with your induction into the Midnighter Society. Once you're in, poke around the grounds until you find a crystal you can click on. It'll transport you to Cimerora, which is probably WAY beyond your current level, but going there means you're a time-traveler and grants you the Ouroboros Portal power if you didn't have it yet.

Ouroboros also has an area where you can simply select a storyline mission and run it - leveling down if necessary - so if you ran a few radio missions with friends and leveled out of a cool bit of lore you can still see it. This is also a good way to get Merits.

Team Transport: For 10 million inf you can get a power from the Pay-2-Win Vendor that summons a jet. This opens a popup for anyone in your party who stands close to it, for about the next 30 seconds, asking if they want to be transported to the entrance of the current mission. If you're in Skyway City and the next mission of your Task Force is in Boomtown, this can save your party about 5 minutes of just getting to the zone and traversing it to the mission door. If you're not spending a ton of money you can probably get this somewhere around level 20-25. If you're in a Task Force and someone in your team says "TT" in chat, don't go toward the subway station or the next mission: Go toward whoever said that! They're announcing that they're summoning the jet, so that a) people don't disperse and b) nobody else summons a TT at the same time, functionally wasting it. Once you've bought one your character has the power forever, but it does have a long cooldown (30 minutes).

[casspurrjoybell-29]

Healing Ties - Chapter 20 - Part 1

*Warning Adult Content*

Danya drew in a deep breath and let it out as a sigh.

"Hamish, could you find Simon for me? I think he was helping to fix some things today but I'm sure they won't mind if I steal him back early given the circumstances."

"Sure."

Hamish scooped Jasper up in his arms.

"Let's go find your dad. Can you sniff him out for me?"

Jasper squirmed out of Hamish's arms.

"I'm too big to be carried."

"Nah, you're not because I'm really strong. I can pick up even the biggest of kids."

"I'm stronger than you," Jasper insisted, then he dashed off on all fours.

"I don't think that's true..." Hamish said as he followed after him.

Danya watched them leave and then turned back to Fanner and smiled and shook his head.

"Come on. I'll show you where we live. You can stay with us until we can find somewhere more permanent for you."

"Oh. Thank you. I hope I won't be in the way."

Danya frowned at him.

"Fanner, I've been looking for you for almost a year now. You're not in the way."

Fanner didn't know what to say to that, how to process the concept that all this time when he had felt so alone and uncared for there had been someone out there trying to find him.

His own brother.

Was this what it felt like to have family?

Fanner followed Danya down a dirt path that led between the cabins.

They weren't of uniform shape or size or even particularly lined up neatly.

Some were painted in various colours and they all had their own decorative touches.

The cabin Danya led him up to had a low fence surrounding its garden beds covered in tiny, short fingered handprints in several different colours of paint.

Jasper's work, clearly.

Inside the cabin was a small room with a single door leading off of it.

It contained a table surrounded by four wooden chairs, some bedding on the floor, a chest and a cupboard.

There was a well worn plush dog sitting on the pile of bedding.

Danya guided Fanner to the bedding and they sat down together.

Fanner picked up the plush dog and clutched it in his lap.

"Where have you been, Fanner?" Danya asked again.

"I didn't bring you here right away because things were still a little chaotic. I didn't want to bring you into an unstable situation when you were still safe at Milaine House. Then about a year ago I finally decided it was time to bring you in. Maybe the situation won't stay safe and stable for long but Fanner, something is going to happen and I want you with us when it does."

"Something?"

"The humans don't want to follow us over the border to confront us properly but eventually they will. If we lose, perhaps we're driven further outside of human territory and won't be able to easily return. If we win... well, who knows but you might have felt the ripples of that even if you weren't involved."

"Oh."

"Wherever you were..." Danya said. "We broke into the offices, you know. We looked through your file. It just abruptly ended when you disappeared. No sale documents. Nothing about a transfer. Not even documentation of your death. They still had a file on me and there was a note about me dying in there. There should have been something. What happened?"

Fanner shrugged.

There was a small tear in the fabric of the dog and Fanner focussed on mending it with his magic so that he would have an excuse not to look at Danya.

"Mr Burrows found out about my powers and he wanted to test them but that sort of magic would be illegal so I suppose there was no official documentation of his experiments."

"Experiments? Fanner, what did he do to you?"

"He just hurt me because... um..."

Fanner found himself involuntarily swallowing as his throat closed up.

"Because I heal faster when I pull energy from things, I guess. Or just in general. But um.... Can you not tell anyone about that? I don't want anyone getting the same ideas..."

Danya looked absolutely heartbroken, so Fanner looked back down at the plush dog.

"Fanner, nobody's going to hurt you here. They have no right to. Okay?"

"Well, what does that mean?" Fanner asked. "Did Mr Burrows have the right to? Maybe because he owned me but all you really need to own someone is enough power over them. I imagine there are plenty of people here more powerful than me..."

Danya sighed.

"I understand why you would feel that way. We were never given rights. Of course telling you something is your 'right' doesn't feel like a guarantee. But, Fanner, what unites us here is a moral objection to slavery. Nobody here is going to make a slave of you and if they tried to they would be stopped. I would stop them personally if nobody else beat me to it."

"I... I suppose I sort of knew that but..." Fanner turned the plush dog in his hands, over and over. "I'm just not a fighter and I don't want to be but if there's a big battle coming and everyone knows the things I can do they'll want me to fight. Maybe they can't force me in the same sense you would force a slave but that doesn't mean it will be easy to say no."

"I can see your point. Things get more complicated in that sort of situation. Even if nobody pressures you, I can't guarantee you'll never be in a position where you have to choose to either fight or let something bad happen to yourself or others. If that happens, I hope you won't be too afraid of yourself to do what you need to."

Fanner nodded, his eyes firmly aimed at the plush dog.

"You won't be the only non-combatant, though. You've met my son. He's four. If anything happens, my top priority is getting him somewhere safe. There are many children here, many mages among us who have absolutely no combat abilities. There will be a group for you to go with. But... yes. I do hope that if I wasn't there, you would step up to protect Jasper if it ever came to it."

Fanner hesitated and then nodded.

Of course he would.

He had used his ability against Yore because he had thought it was necessary.

If he would do that to protect himself, he would do whatever he needed to in order to protect Jasper.

He just really hoped to avoid ever being in that situation.

"Of course I will."

[impossiblemakerfire]

Robin Hall Piano for all Review - Pianoforall App Reddit | Piano For All Pdf Free Download

It's not a surprise that online piano lessons are becoming more and more popular. After all, it's a simple and inexpensive way to learn how to play the piano or to learn more about music. From fun piano apps to guided video lessons, there are so many options that it's easy to get lost in them. But having different options is a big deal! Pianoforall offers a completely new way for people who want to teach themselves how to play the piano to do so. He shares his ideas through a variety of media and teaches music and music theory. There should be a section of statistics at the beginning of the piano book where you can learn about the piano and all of its parts even before you start gambling. This information will not only help you learn how to play the piano, but it will also give you more information about this wonderful instrument. When you buy your first piano manual, pay attention to the following sections: About the piano, how it works, and the different kinds of pianos. I liked learning how the piano works the most. Did you know that small hammers are what make the sounds of a piano? Inside the piano, these hammers hit different-sized strings. The thickness of these strings is what makes the high and low tones. pianoforall reviews,Have you ever thought about how the pedals on a piano change the sound? udemy pianoforall,This is explained in detail in the section called "At the piano." I found out that the right pedal, which is also called a "hold" pedal, does just that. It keeps the notes for a longer time than usual. People usually think that this pedal makes the sound louder, but it actually makes the sound last longer. You need a good piano guide to figure out what the other pedals are for. You will no longer only need to learn something about the piano, but you will also need to learn how to take care of it. Why spend so much money on a good tool if you're just going to break it because you don't know how to use it? In the piano book I sold, the section called "Preserving the Piano" explained how to check if the piano is in good shape and how to play a piano with broken parts. This book says that learning to play the piano can start as long as all of the middle keys work, but broken keys need to be fixed in order to enjoy great music while getting better at the instrument.  START YOUR JOURNEY WITH PIANOFORALL HERE!  A real piano guide should also show you how to tune your instrument, or how to find the right sound for your piano. I discovered that a piano ought to be tuned in "chamber tuning fork" and that it must be tuned a minimum of two times a 12 months, or even 3 instances for excellent circumstances. udemy pianoforall login - pianoforall app reddit | piano for all pdf free download,If you don't know these items, you may be deceived by way of someone you realize who does not realize whatever about your instrument. It can be incorrect or worse that it'll fee you more money for additional and useless humors. After you've tuned your piano and fixed anything that needs to be fixed, you should learn how to treat it nicely. In the piano manual I bought, I learned how to clean my piano the right way. For instance, do now not use silicone wax to polish the piano cupboard or frame, because it can't be removed later if the piano is repainted. I learned something very important about where I live. Did you already know that your strings can get damaged by too much humidity? I had no idea I'd need a dehumidifier for a piano from Florida. Or even if you live in a place where the weather changes quickly. robin hall piano for all review, Tips like this can save a lot of money on repairs, which is all the more reason to find a good piano guide. Even if you are planning to buy a piano, you need to find a good piano manual that tells you these things. I was going to learn about my grandmother, so I didn't need to buy a new piano just yet. However, the piano guide I gave them had 6 pages of information about how to find a good piano at a good price and what to keep in mind when inspecting a possible piano. Now that you know a lot about the piano and how to get one, it's time to find a piano guide that will help you learn how to play well. I can't vouch for every e book available on the market, however all piano manuals have one element in common: they contain pix. Some are better than others, and some are written for kids and have pictures. I like the pictures, but I don't want a piano book that makes me feel like a child or makes me feel like people are staring at me when I look at it. Depending on how old you are, you should look for an adult piano book. If you did what I said above, any book with the above information is likely for individual beginners. A child's piano book doesn't go into as much detail (as above) as an individual book. What should a good piano guide have to teach someone how to start playing? Good question! The book I found also talks about how to hold your hands and stand up straight. You need a stool at the right height so that your forearms are flat over the keys. There are no drawings in my piano book. Instead, there are photos. Now that you know your posture, it will be easy to find a book that teaches the hand. This is because it's so important and is taught in all piano books. In addition to teaching you how to play in the right role, your piano textbook should teach you how to play melodies with all of your hands, read notes, and play chords. I liked the parts where you learn how to play different games with each hand. This part was hard to learn because the hand you use to write with also needs to be the dominant hand when you play the piano. One thing I thought was very important was how to practice. If you've never played an instrument before,robin hall piano for all review,  you don't know how long to practice, what to practice, or if you're practicing well. You can learn all of this from a good piano manual.

Here are some suggestions I discovered when I started gambling the piano.

1). Find something that motivates you to maintain going. There could be a lot of days when the piano falls through. If it happens too often, he stops being interested and can't learn. So find a source of motivation, an upcoming gig or expertise display, a pal, something. Second. Plan when you will practice. If you make it a habit to gamble on the piano, you will do better. If you put time into learning to play the piano, it will become an important part of your life. 3rd. Give each lesson the time it needs. My piano book has special instructions for how to practice. If you aren't happy with what you've learned, you can try again on the next scheduled exercise. If I learned one from my piano book, it's because each lesson builds on the one before it. If you don't master a previous lesson, you might not grasp destiny classes. In the end, you might have bad things happen or grow tired of playing the piano.

Now that you know how to play, how do you stay in the game?

The piano book I sold has a whole section with tips on how to become a better piano player or piano player. After you've learned the basics, your favorite piano book should also have more advanced songs. The author of my piano book even tells me how to read sheet music to find songs I like to play when I work out. This will keep you from having to buy another piano book and practice boring songs. There are many online resources that can give you all the information you would find in a good piano guide. Pianoforall is a well-known online course that has helped more than 300,000 students around the world get better at playing the piano. So why is Pianoforall one of the best piano lessons you can take online? On this Pianoforall test file, we show you the most important parts of this system and explain how it teaches. This will help you get closer to the answer.

HERE IS WHERE YOU BEGIN YOUR JOURNEY WITH PIANOFORALL!

Piano for the whole summary List of what's inside Pianoforall is an online course that teaches people how to play the piano. The platform lets you share your content through e-books, video classes, audio files, and physical activities. You can improve every day if you take small, step-by-step piano lessons. Take between 20 and 30 minutes a day, as suggested. One of the benefits of online music classes is that you can learn at your own pace and take in as much information as you want each day. In fact, Pianoforall has many benefits, from clear and easy-to-understand lessons to a full software that focuses on both the theory of music and how to play it. You will definitely know a lot about music when you finish the course. The course also mixes different types of music, so you can learn a lot about ballads, jazz, and dad pieces in a short amount of time. How does Pianoforall make art?

How do you use Pianforall?

To get full access to Pianoforall instructions, you have to buy the course from the Pianoforall website. The average price is $79, but you should look for discounts. The best thing about Pianoforall is that you only have to pay for it once. pianoforall reviews, Once you've paid for the course, you'll have access to all of the materials for life. This is great if you don't know how much time you'll have for the courses and don't want to feel rushed. udemy pianoforall login - pianoforall app reddit | piano for all pdf free download, You can finish the course in much less than a month. udemy pianoforall, You can get 9 interactive e-books, 500 audio lessons, and 200 video lessons when you buy. Pianoforall is also always being updated, so you can always find new content. The platform also has a 60-day money-back guarantee.

Requirements for all pianos

All you have to do is connect your tool and a piano or keyboard to Pianoforall's lessons. Pianoforall e-books can be used on Windows PCs, Macs, iPhones, iPads, and Android devices. If you're using a PC or a Mac, you'll need Adobe Reader and Flash Player to watch the videos and listen to the audio lessons. You want to get the iOS app for Rectle Documents.pianoforall pdf download, If you have an Android device, you need the $1 EZPDF Reader lite app. pianoforall download, Once you've downloaded the program, you can use it any time, any place, even when you're not online. Offline access is a feature that anyone can use, even though it is not so common. There is also the chance of getting a free 7-day mini-guide for free. pianoforall coupon,All you have to do to get your free courses is order them, and they will be sent to you by email. Find your teacher Robin Hall, a well-known cartoonist and talented pianist, made Pianoforall and teaches people how to play the piano with it. He began his training online in 2006, and since then, he has been a full-time piano teacher. He plays both the keyboard and the grand piano. This means that in his training, he uses both the classical piano and the keyboard to play melodies. In his video classes, he talks about music in a calm way and in a way that is easy to understand. Hall doesn't go over all the music theory you would learn in a traditional piano school, but he doesn't avoid it either. We'll talk more about the program's content in the near future.

Method for All Pianos

The Piano for All method is based on two important parts of learning to play the piano. The rhythm piano is one of them. robin hall pianoforall, At the beginning of the class, Robin Hall tries to teach simple rhythmic patterns. As the class goes on, you'll learn more complicated rhythms. Hall also pays special attention to how the chords change over time. If you learn chords and chord sequences, you'll be able to play familiar songs quickly. By learning rhythm and chords, you'll be able to play the piano quickly and use it to play many songs, including your own. But the program no longer ignores notation, which is important if you want to learn to play a good piano. If you can look at the notes and read the sheet, you can play what you want. Piano and reading music. Pianoforall uses a unique and effective mix of keyboards, written music, audio, and video to teach you how to read music notes. This is a type of research called "visual association." First, you look at the notes with diagrams, and then you see what they look like in notation. With Pianoforall, you can learn to play by both listening to the music and looking at the notes. It's a great way to learn to play the piano quickly and well. Training through audio and video. You can call up 200 video and audio lessons through the interactive e-books that come with the Pianoforall course. You can almost click on the audio lesson to listen to what you are studying. In the movies, Hall played a role and talked about the hardware. As he shows you how to use the strategies, you may notice that he can copy standard hand positions, fingerings, and movements. There are 500 audio clips and games in the course, which is a lot of material to learn from. There are a lot of short sports events that are great for testing what you have learned. Everyone is studying on the floor. How about digital books? As has already been said, e-books are written versions of audio or video lessons. They are great for people who learn best through reading. You'll get nine e-books, and you have to read them in order because the information gets more complicated with each one. You could start with the basics of direction. After telling you what to expect from the route, Hall shows you the notes, keys, and other parts of the keyboard. You'll learn about a simple three-part chord, how to read music notation, and a simple rhythm. As you get better, you'll learn chords and rhythms that are more complicated. You will learn about pedaling, scales, melodic patterns, triads, and cluster chords. All e-books have piano music.pianoforall review reddit, By the end of the last book, you know a lot about music and can play the piano well enough to get by. You'll know all the basics and be able to think of some well-known songs. By the way, one of the trainings will teach you useful memory tricks that will help you remember each piece faster. You can also get the bonus book if you buy the Pianoforall package. It teaches you about being mindful and creative, and it talks about good ways to improve your ability to focus. All units, including vocals, can benefit from these extra lessons. They'll help you get into "glide mode" and get better results in less time. With Pianoforall, you can learn to play different types of music and songs. In truth, your on-line piano instructor will start coaching songs nearly right now. He teaches how to read sheet music and understand music by using songs. All of the songs are well-known and popular, and they are all different types of music. For example, the first book ends with a well-known piece. review pianoforall, The second book, on the other hand, is all about blues chords. In the fourth book, you will laugh and play your songs in the style of the Beatles. In the fifth book, you can look into the ballad's art. You will not only learn to play well-known ballads, but you will also learn a step-by-step process for writing your own ballad-style songs. In the sixth e-book, you learn about jazz and blues. You will learn about four different jazz and blues keys and ways to play them. Jazz wouldn't work without improvisation, so you'll also learn how to do that. If you look at book 8, you must understand the notation. You will learn to repeat keys, symbols, and musical language, which will help you understand it better. Since this book is mostly about reading notes, you'll be playing well-known pieces. Chopin, Bach, and Beethoven's classics are required in most schools, so it's good to see that these online guides don't leave them out. pianoforall reviews,As you can see, Pianoforall covers many different types of music to help you improve your piano skills and learn more about music. Even though it's fun to learn about popular songs, you'll get a lot more out of learning about other styles, including classical music. Beethoven's notes. The Pianoforall classes are easy to find and use, but if you have any questions or problems, you can contact the support group and get a good answer. Not every answer from the team is as valuable as one from Robin Hall. Unfortunately, Pianoforall is not one of the apps that has this kind of feature. Pros and cons of Pianoforall If you're still not sure if the Pianoforall online course is right for you, we've put together a list of the pros and cons. Specialists Different ways to learn: Pianoforall's content is available as e-books, video lessons, and audio clips. This is good because different people learn in different ways. One person learns faster by reading, while another learns faster by listening. We suggest that you use all of these sources so that you can learn the information well.

Rounded Curriculum: Learn about musical standards and notation as you learn to play familiar songs.

Even though Pianoforall doesn't cover all of these things, it does teach you a lot about music theory and how to play songs from different genres. Read the full article