#maybe i could make it look better but I'm using my old tablet and it is kinda annoying to do detail

[m3bl3kuch3nn3]

Did I try to do foreshortening

yes

Did I succeed

hehehe

no

👍

[jerejerejere]

Well.

I guess I'm doing this...collection of observations from the autiomaa mv (i'm not going to call it an analysis) tonight after all 😅

So the mv starting out with a really short flash of the tear-illusion shot, then some short bursts of him in 2 locations in the mv, followed by a longer pan on a cracking facade...

The light effects on the wall look like being under water, which also kind of replicated by the fabric of his coat.

The following couple of scenes establish where he is - aimlessly wandering in some abandoned house - we zoom in intensely, almost uncomfortably close to his neck and eyes - he's making almost pleading eye-contact. He is wandering further, through the house, arriving at and entering

A staircase through a door, which closes after him.

To me, this signifies his decision to enter esc. The staircase can take you upwards - maybe signified by the lighted glass wall above. But what we see is not him confidently walking upstairs but being caught in that hallway, traveling up and down the stairs. He hasn't reached the upper floor and is caught in limbo. Alone with himself.

The therapist scene starts. He slinks in, hunched, making himself smaller than he is, drowning in his clothes. The session also takes place in a warehouse but it's set up in a way that it might as well be an interrogation.

He is pleading again - spilling everything out in the hope he's understood. However, what we see next is him talking/singing to a mirror image of himself. Either to signify he is talking to himself because the therapist doesn't listen and/or only he himself can truly understand and listen to his problems.

We get the photo scene - that one has been talked about at length

And that flash seems to start a transition in the video from where flashes were mainly used as separating element between shots to actually flashing on him physically and more relentless than before.

He is transversing more rooms and hallways - followed and faced by dozends of flashes from cameras, spotlights follow and corner him - he can't hide or evade.

He keeps traversing hallways and empty rooms but he seems locked inside - restless and defeated at the same time - either visual for his mind that he can't open up about but also very much likely his real life situation not being able to leave the house in peace.

He longingly stares out of the window. This is where i'll stick my neck out and say they deliberately recreated the visual from his Vogue shot in profile. I can only speculate but to me, it's to put something into contrast, either between then and now/after or maybe between outside vs inside. I mean. Look at it:

We see him(?) as a shadow behind the upper floor glass wall in the light - he made it there after all but we/his mind is still watching from below and can't make contact with that person up above.

His dance moves get more and more erratic, a bit like someone waiting and slowly going crazy from it.

Watching the headlines with the therapist seems to upset him. They are projected in stark white and big - because they are important to him, because they are bigger than him or because he is watching his own life happening like a movie but not feeling any of it as real. Others can't relate to it because it's just too uncommon and crazy. He realizes this while looking at his therapist, seeing how could anyone ever get it who hasn't gone through the same thing - he'll not have a chance to get this across.

His dancing gets even more lifeless afterwards - almost swaying in a traumatized manner barely holding himself upright, especially after the therapist proves to be useless and making things worse even. (To me, it's not quite clear what the cigarettes offered by the therapist signify - pharmaceutical drugs/tablets? The only way out is returning to his old vices?)

We end a little like we started - with an intense stare into his eyes. They are not pleading. They know. They see. (They demand better.)

Aaaand that's it for now. (I'm sure there will be one or two ''AND ANOTHER THING!'' but i'd love to hear from you also!!!)

Thanks for listening to my TED talk <3

[mikimakiboo]

Time Travelers AU - Chess and Feelings

Just so ya'll know I have like four to five tabs constantly opened just for the translations and historical info

And also I found a better site for Old Norse lmao so Horror won't be speaking in runes anymore hopefully unless I can't find translations and there is only runes available

Also I don't know how phrases are constructed in Old Norse so I just take the English and translate word by word

But yeah I'll make it work lmaoo

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Also I actually wanted to write more but it's taking long because I'm inexplicably tired so I decided to cut the part here so ya'll don't have to wait too long :') so yeah excuse the shortness

@ancha-aus pspspsps come here pspspsps

There was a V on today's date on the calendar. V for vacation. Dust had vacations this month, and he completely forgot about that. He should have guessed it, he usually never had a day off on a Saturday unless he was on vacation the next week, and vacations meant being paid less, which also meant he'll need to buy less to save more because the bills would be the same price, which also meant that what he was going to buy now would have to be his last spent of the month.

He had found an English to Old Norse dictionary on one of his town's bookstore website and if he bought it online now he could go get it from the store the next morning.

Dust was staring at his computer screen when he heard Horror sit next to him.

- Hvat ir sá ?

He asked, pointing to the screen. Dust wondered for a second if he was talking about the computer or the dictionary, having guessed that the viking asked what it was with his tone.

- It's, uh... to understand you ? Uh.. wait.

He went back on his other tab, and typed "to understand" before translating. "vita".

Horror nodded, he didn't know how an image was going to help Dust understand anything but he guessed it might be a sort of sacred thing that Dust could look at and receive answers, maybe it was from the gods ?

- You, uh.. wanna do something ?

Dust asked. Everyone was occupied: Cross was as usual guarding the door, Nightmare was reading a new book on the tablet, and Dust had found his old kaleidoscope he gave to Killer and that he hadn't let go off yet, the only one not doing anything was Horror.

Horror looked at him, and looked at the computer, waiting for Dust to translate. He didn't know what that thing was, but Dust could make it talk his language. Dust tried different words to have the best translation possible. "Tafl, háttr, tefla", "game, activity, play". Horror nodded and pointed at "game", he could play games, he was good at table games.

- Okay uhhhh wait a sec.

Dust went back on Google to look for the kind of games vikings used to play, and apparently they played chess, their own version of chess of course, it was called hnefatafl and was played by two people, fortunately the game became popular enough to be commercialized in Dust's time, which meant he could easily find the rules as well as apps to play.

- Okay wait, I'll grab my iPad it'll be easier than on the computer.

He said as he got up and quickly left to go in his room, looking through his nightstand to find his old iPad with a cracked screen. He turned it on and installed the app on his way back to the table where Horror was waiting for him. He put the tablet down on the table, between the two of them, with the rules on his computer.

Horror looked at it curiously, recognizing one of his favorite games, but finding the board quite weird. Was it how boards looked like at that time or was it another magical device of Dust that could replicate board games ?

- Oookay, so uh.. you have to touch the screen to make the pieces move.

Dust showed him by moving his first piece. Horror looked at it for a while before slowly pressing a finger on the screen and dragging it to where he wanted his piece to go, and to his surprise, it went there. He smiled as he looked at Dust, proud to be able to make the magical device follow his orders. Dust smiled back.

- Cool, so, uh, my turn I guess.. ?

He checked the rules again, and moved his piece. Horror moved his after him, and the two could soon enjoy a nice game of ancient chess, not aware that they were being watched.

Cross was looking at them, or more precisely he was looking at Dust, his words running in his head over and over again: Dust thought he was doing a good job, he smiled at him and told him he did good ! Was he proud ? He wanted him to be proud, he wanted to make someone proud for once, he knew he wasn't the best knight, he was too emotional, too anxious, he talked either too much or not enough, he was even one of the very few knights who didn't come for a noble family, so having someone tell him he did good and smile at him brought so much warmth in his soul. Dust was nice, he welcomed them in his house, made great efforts to communicate with all of them, he was so smart, and he didn't let himself succumb to panic or despair, he didn't think twice before making them come inside his house. He was impressive. Cross... admired him.

He wanted to talk to him but he didn't know how, as he had to stay by the door in case someone broke in and even then he shouldn't be distracted from his work by chatting, so he looked at him from afar, he watched him play some game with Horror. Horror seemed nice too, he looked strong but he wasn't aggressive, Cross could tell he perfectly controlled his strength, he was rather calm. He was warry of him at first, but the viking never showed any signs of being a threat. As for Killer... he couldn't quite tell what Killer wanted. The way the roman often looked at him with his big wide empty sockets always sent chills all along his spine, how he often checked his blades in the moonlight, but he didn't seem to want to attack and looked more curious about his surroundings than anything. Nightmare of course wasn't a threat, it was clear he was a noble and took too much care of his appearance to engage in a fight, and even so Cross wasn't even sure he knew how to fight, at least not in a real fight. None of them seemed dangerous, but Cross still had to be prepared, and so he couldn't lower his guard to go and talk to Dust even though he quite wanted to. He had to stay here and watch, that was his job, and hopefully if he did it good then Dust would smile at him again...

- Damn you're good.

Dust admitted to Horror, having lost three times in a row against him, but he still put on a good fight, he was really close to winning !

Horror smiled, Dust was a strong opponent, he liked playing with him, he liked the simple fact that he choose something from his culture, that he tried so hard to integrate him, he really was a nice guy. He gave him a pat on the shoulder, with much less strength than the previous night, he didn't want to launch him across the table after all.

They looked at each other for a minute before Dust got up.

- I, uh.. I'll make food, uhh... matr.. ?

He tried hesitantly before relaxing when seeing Horror smile and nod at him, he felt quite proud of himself for catching a few words.

- Cool, so uh.. I'll go.

He quickly went to the kitchen. He hated how awkward he sounded all the time, and it seemed to be stronger around Horror, probably because he couldn't use the vocal command with him and had to look on specific sites, so he actually had to search for the correct translations and he was always afraid he would say something totally incorrect or possibly rude, but so far Horror only smiled at him and gave him time to find his words... he really wanted to do good for him, to at least try to establish some amical bond with one of them, in case they would stay in his apartment for a while...

It would be good to have a friend in this mess.

Really good.

[beanarie]

here's another scene for the fic i posted a day or two ago. alternate title: rip philip buckley.

the messenger part two

"I don't want to go," Evan said.

Tommy glanced up from the flight listings on his tablet. Since finishing his delayed shower (alone), Evan had perched on the far end of the bed with his back turned. "All anyone there knew was a nineteen year-old who failed at everything. It- It was never home."

Tommy put the tablet aside. "Evan, I don't give a shit if you go or not." That was blunt even for him, bordering on cruel, but Evan gave a watery laugh. He heard what Tommy didn't say. You're the only thing I care about. Make the decision that's right for you.

Evan made a sad sound and crawled into Tommy's arms. "She's going to be so much," he grated out, his head against Tommy's chest. It wasn't comfortable. Evan ran warm as a baseline. Tonight he felt like he had a fever. "I don't think I can handle it. But I can't- I can't do that to Maddie. What kind of garbage person would make her deal with that alone?"

Tommy ran his fingers through Evan's damp hair. "Maddie won't be alone." Her husband was literally one of the best people Tommy had ever met. Howie had grabbed her hands the instant she and Evan had separated, and hadn't let go of her the entire time. He'd still been holding on when they'd left, Evan bringing up the rear toting a sleeping Jee-Yun.

"Not the same," Evan said, which was true, but Tommy didn't care, not right then.

Tommy looked over at his buzzing phone. "Listen-"

Evan didn't shake. He vibrated, a low level hum throughout his body. "Just let me pretend for a minute that we're not going."

"Okay."

One hand made a loose fist, gathering the fabric of Tommy's shirt at the small of his back. "We're gonna stay here on the other side of the country while they bury my dad. I won't have to hear my mom crying like her heart is in worse shape than his was. No one will tell me I'm a bad son who never came to visit."

Tommy rested his chin on the top of Evan's head. An angle his neck didn't enjoy, but it was worth it. "If anyone so much as thinks that in your direction, I will punch them in the throat."

Evan ran his fingers down Tommy's forearm. "They didn't even tell us he was having surgery."

"Would it have helped?" Tommy asked in all sincerity. They'd both witnessed death numerous times. Was it better when loved ones could see the loss coming? Not always.

"I don't know," Evan admitted. "But things were- they were better, you know? We talked on purpose sometimes and it went fine. I don't understand why they didn't at least tell Maddie."

"Do you think she'll try to throw it in your face at some point?"

Evan flinched, proving Tommy's guess had hit its mark. "God, I- I hate thinking of her that way. She's my mom."

"Motherhood doesn't come with emotional regulation, unfortunately."

"She was better," Evan said again. He exhaled loudly. "Maybe it- it won't be so bad."

"Maybe. I'm here regardless."

After a moment of silence, Evan lifted himself up with a hand on either side of Tommy's hips. They kissed quietly, and he laid his forehead on Tommy's shoulder. "What did I do," he asked, almost to himself. "What did I do to deserve you?"

If pressed, Tommy could rattle off a list. But Evan didn't need to hear about his willingness to set himself on fire for someone he loved, or about how he could see in a glance that Tommy was having a bad day, about how quickly he'd learned what Tommy needed at times like those. "You were you. That's all you ever needed to be."

[coryothesub]

Young President Snow being a sub literally kills me

I think I saw this somewhere else, but I'll ask it anyway (I love how you write): maybe President Snow is being threatened by his secretary or maid, perhaps, because of a video where he fucks his ass with a dildo (sorry for the obsession), forcing him to... No idea, my imagination ran out... Maybe being forced to ask the reader out on a date or something, the point is that will end in something else...

OMG ANON THANK YOU FOR COMPLIMENTING MY WRITING IT LITERALLY MEANS EVERYTHING TO ME!! Also this was so fun to write

nsfw / mdni / president!sub!coryo / secretary!dom!reader

“You called for me Sir?” You were standing before your boss aka the young President of Panem holding your tablet and ready to write down his orders.

“Yes,” he got up from his work desk and looked at you, smirking and curling up the corner of his mouth.

“I think it's time we get to know each other better… Come closer, doll!”

You weren't exactly thrilled about him calling you a doll, but you were curious about what he had in mind so you made a few steps closer.

“You look delicious in that silly little work attire of yours, I bet you would look even better without it,” he made a move on you without hesitation accompanying his lewd words by grabbing your derriere and squeezing your butt cheek.

To his great surprise the next thing he felt was a hard slap across his cheek, causing him to step back astounded by your unprecedented impudence.

“How dare you?” He muttered under his breath.

“Sit!” You grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him down on his chair. You sat comfortably on the side of his desk, enjoying his anger and confusion.

“Do you even know that attacking the President is considered a high treason? I'm gonna make sure you face the consequences!” Coriolanus spoke through gritted teeth, his face burning with anger.

“No, I won't… Unless you want that little tape from the bottom drawer of your desk to go public,” you gave him a cocky smirk. “You're so old fashioned Mr. President, still using a video camera to capture your little shenanigans…”

Coriolanus's mouth flew open at your statement. He felt a deep shade of red filling his cheeks.

“That's… That's impossible, I know for sure that it's still there.”

“Oh Coryo,” you gave him a pitying look. 

“I had so much fun watching it. Your slender fingers pushing a dildo up your tight, little hole like the pathetic little slut you are. All those lovely moans and whimpers coming from your mouth. I couldn't resist and made a copy. I know, I know, a little invasive, but since you were moaning my name the whole time…”

Coryo's eyes widened. He was now fighting for his life like a trapped animal.

“I will make you disappear before you even manage to leave this building!”

“Oh, don't worry, I figured that much. So I made a few more and gave them to people that are true patriots and trust their President. Unless I disappear. That might undermine their patriotism and who knows, your little video might go live before you even blink, Mr. President.”

Coryo looked so shook that you almost felt sorry for him. Maybe he deserved a little treat. You spread your legs just enough for him to see that you had no panties on.

Coryo's pupils dilated. You could see a wild mix of anger, humiliation and pure lust in his eyes.

“You're a terrible person,” he muttered, not being able to take his eyes off your delicious pussy.

“I guess we could say I’m learning from the best,” you chuckled and jumped off the table.

“We can still settle this like adults. But you'll have to behave.”

“I will,” Coryo nodded frantically. “What do you want? Money? A higher position?”

“I want you to take me out on a date.”

“W-what?” Coryo's face radiated pure despair.

“Are you out of your mind? I'm a married man AND the President of Panem! It would be a scandal!”

“A bigger scandal than your little tape going public? Imagine the unsuspecting citizens of Panem seeing their ruthless President bouncing up and down on a pink dildo whining and panting like a little whore…”

Coryo flinched at the thought. That sounded like his worst nightmare. He took a deep breath and swallowed thickly.

“Alright, we can have a date in my mansion. I will send a limo to pick you up tomorrow night.”

“Good boy!” You caressed his flushed cheek. Coryo leaned into your touch, feeling himself getting hard at your little praise. He crossed his legs instinctively making you giggle at his struggles. Who knew the President of Panem would find so much joy in getting humiliated by his own secretary.

***

The limo arrived to pick you up as promised. You were wearing a little black dress and high heels for your President. You had to look good while turning him into your personal sex doll.

Poor first lady had been sent away for a picturesque weekend in the countryside, Coryo had only his most trusted servants at the mansion. He couldn't let any rumors start.

You entered his lavish dining room, the lights were dimmed and the table was set. Coryo got up from the table to offer you a chair.

“You look gorgeous,” he tried to be as smooth as possible knowing full well his reputation was hanging by a thread and you keeping your mouth shut was the only way to save it.

You didn't reply. Just sat down at the table and started your meal. Coryo tried to keep it cool, yet he looked anxious and impatient.

He wondered if this would be enough for you to stop blackmailing him. But most of all he wanted to know if he's gonna get that sweet taste of humiliation again. But you were just keeping a casual conversation and that slowly drove him mad.

Finally you got up and walked around the table noticing a prominent bulge in Coryo's pants. You smirked and tilted up his chin.

“Now show me your cock, I wanna hear those pathetic little moans of yours.”

Coryo rushed to follow your command, pulling out his dick and starting to jerk off frantically. You bit your lip at the sight, his cock was long and handsome, it looked even better than you remembered from the video.

“Fuck, you're so beautiful!” he let out a series of desperate moans, watching you through half closed eyelids.

“I-I want to fuck you so badly.”

You let out a little laugh, enjoying his despair.

“You’ll have to do better than that, baby. Now stop!”

Coryo made a few more strokes before letting his cock out of his hand after you gave him a stern look. He had no choice but to obey. You both loved that.

He watched you as you pulled up your dress, revealing your bare cunt. You were not wearing any panties again, just a pair black stockings and matching garter belt. Coryo let out a soft whine at the sight, he needed to touch you so badly.

“Such a needy boy, huh,” you teased him, slowly straddling his thighs. Your dripping wet pussy was just mere centimeters from the leaking tip of his achingly hard cock.

“Beg for it!” You instructed.

“P-please I need…” he begged, his voice shaking and pleading.

“Need what? Use your words, doll,” you smirked at the thought that you were the one calling him doll now.

“I need to fuck you, please!”

“You need it because,” you said slowly.

“Because you are…”

“Because I'm a slut,” he whispered. “I'm a pathetic slut and I need you.”

You gave Coryo a flirty smile and slowly lowered yourself, sinking his hard cock inside your warm, wet pussy, causing him to let out a deep groan of relief.

You started fucking yourself on his cock relentlessly, realizing you both were already so close from the teasing alone.

He was filling you up so nicely as you kept riding him, clutching at the lapel of his jacket and enjoying the way he was looking up at you, his baby blue eyes full of adoration. He looked so pretty and pliant.

You grabbed a fistful of his platinum blonde hair and pulled his head against your chest, feeling his hot breath on your hard nipples as they were poking through the thin fabric of your black dress.

“Fuck, this feels good, your cunt feels like heaven,” Coryo whispered blissfully, caressing your thighs as you kept riding him.

“You have a nice dick, Mr. President,” you murmured as you kept bouncing up and down enjoying the feeling of his rock hard member stretching out your walls.

Coryo smiled at your praise, feeling his climax approaching as his cock twitched inside your tight cunt, causing you to let out a soft moan.

“Fuck, Coryo!” You smashed your lips against his in a wild kiss as you came hard on his cock, your pussy clenching around it in a tight grip.

The feeling of your tightness brought Coryo over the edge and you felt a hot, thick load of cum shooting up against your velvety walls, Coryo moaning and panting against your lips.

“You did pretty good, Mr. President!” You winked at him, climbing off his lap. You could see his nostrils flare as he noticed a small stream of cum dripping down your inner thigh.

“W-what about the tape?” He shouted after you as you were walking towards the door.

You let out a small laugh and glanced at him over your shoulder.

“Oh, the tape. I never copied it.”

[niexigo]

Hey, I'm your SS and I'd love to know more about your Demon in A Daycare AU for a little something-something! Can you tell me more about Olive, the setting of the fic, Olive's dynamics with Sun and Moon, and their relationship/romance? Thank you in advance! <3

Of course! Sorry if this response is long or unorganized, I just have a lot about this story as it’s practically my baby.

As for setting: This takes place in basically the same daycare as the game, just post game. The daycare and pizzaplex is still active and working, as if nothing is wrong. I’d say this is a way bit into the future or maybe a different location, as while this Moon was also corrupted, he is currently allows to work with the kids and Sun seems to have not words about that or him being let out. The most talk we see about that is by other staff saying they’re creepy and spreading minor rumors among the staff of Moon being dangerous, but they never really go more than that. There’s no set point in time this takes place in, as while in cannon FNAF timeline, we have pretty old tech mixed with advanced animatronics, here we have basically modern tech with advanced animatronics. iPhone and stuff like that.

So Olive is a Digital demon. She has the ability to hide her horns, tail, and grayish purple skin to look more human, but usually she keeps her horns out and ties a ribbon around them to make it look like a headband. She has pointy ears that almost always have gold jewelry dangling on them, specifically a crescent moon on one, and star studs on both. She has pink and blue eyes, and are able to hide them too but doesn’t, saying their contacts. I’ve also mentioned in the fic and ref sheet that she has tattoos on one of her arms, but I almost never draw them, and arnt really important. She almost always hides her back, as she lost her wings, leaving horrid scars and constant pain.

Outside of appearance, Olive’s demon type has the ability to enter and tamper technology. She’s uses her phone the most, listening to music, speeding through to her tablet or her friend’s phones. She’s also knows a bit of code and binary, so she’s able understand music man and mess with code to prevent her and her friends from getting detected by human society. She’s hasn’t used it to infiltrate Sun and Moon though, and I don’t plan her too. She can also mimic voices, but rarely used that power. She doesn’t walk usually, as while she lost her wings, she’s can still float. (But in here words, floating isn’t flying.)

When it comes to her personally, Olive is a very sweet by shy person upon meeting her. She barely spoke when she first met Sun and Moon. She’s horribly afraid of people, particularly humans, and avoids speaking to people she doesn’t need to. Her fear comes from her trauma, as when she was first summoned on earth, she was used as a test subject. I won’t go all into it, but that’s how she lost her wings, and out came the fear of chains, darkness, silence, people. (Also a struggle with sleep that particularly bugs Sun and Moon) Outside of her fears, she’s can be very snarky and funny. On a lack of sleep, she can be short tempered, but never really expresses it to others unless pressed. She likes teasing, but never takes it on far. She does struggle with guilt, shame, and anxiety, but she rarely lets it show.

I want to make it clear that she’s not evil, though she’s convinced that she’s a but evil. Not because she’s done anything bad without good reason (lying about her identity, age, and things like that to keep from being found out), but because she has a minor hatred about her being a demon. She doesn’t want to be human nor does she hate other demons, but she wants that freedom that humans have, being able to do a few bad deeds and not be defined by them. Honestly compared to most humans, she’s pretty alright, but she still feels could be better.

Her role in the daycare is as both Sun and Moon’s assistant and handler. She’s basically the only staff that’s close to them and treats them as people (outside of her friends who also work there), as almost no other staff even enter the daycare. Outside of that, her and her friends are out hiding as normal people that live together in an apartment and work at the same place. They don’t have any plans to go back to hell, but are still laying low.

On to Sun and Moon:

My Sun and Moon are a bit different from the cannon and most fan interpretations, mainly because I started this fic before ruin or help wanted 2 came out and we got to see more facets of their character, and because of my own head cannon.

Currently Sun and Moon still share the same body. And while that forms it’s own resentment, it also forms it’s own fears. Mainly that of lonelyness. But that won’t come up now, so let’s move to their introduction and personality.

For Sun, he’s a lot nicer and docile than both cannon and fannon. He still has some bite to him, still can get that manic stress, and still has a very very mild hatred for his brother that goes both way that they’re trying to get over, but he and Moon was a lot nicer to Olive when they first met her compared to most fics. It was more Olive being distant than Sun, but some of his excitement and welcomeness was an act. He’s a lot more honest with Olive now.

As for Moon, when first meeting, he was a lot more formal. Matching Olive’s distance and showing minor interest in her actions. Compared to Sun, Moon is a lot more calm and cool. He still likes to have fun, scares, jokes, and teasing are his favorite. Currently, Olive is his best friend, as he likes having fun with her, and she enjoys his antics. Maybe he hasn’t realized it, but it’s also because Olive is one of the few people who gave him a chance after showing the worst of himself.

As for their relationship:

Currently they are all just very close friends. Sun kinda knows he likes her though is a bit in denial/wants to not ruin their current relationship, and Olive in a chapter I’m currently writing will realize that they might like her (and her them), but moon knows and is just testing the waters. (Jokingly kissing her on the cheek and teasing her a lot more). None of them have explicitly said anything, and it usually just hovers around them when their alone, as when their together, they have to much fun to care unless explicitly brought up. They ain’t in their awkward phase, and really won’t get one.

Sun and Moon know that Olive is a demon, and are accepting. Olive knows that Moon was previously corrupted, is both accepting and honestly doesn’t care. (She ‘s a demon, and know worse. She also understands that he was forced to and not tempted into it. Him being sorry proves it enough for her.)

The glamrocks rarely appear in the fic, but they got the that knowing look when it comes to Olive and them of “oh they like you”. They’re encouraging, and are just happy for them.

Condensing down some of my favorite scenes-

- Sun puffing steam when Olive pats him on the head.

-Sun complimenting Olives art as she draws with the kids.

-Moon interest in Olive’s type of music and singing, particularly when she shared The Hearse Song with him.

- Moon giving Olive a bag of Dum-Dums and the resulting teasing she gives him every time she crunches on them. He finds her fangs and forked tongue attractive.

-Moon giving Olive a celestial themed collar.

Any extra facts / things not currently in the fic:

Sun and moon have the nickname Nebula for Olive. Olive dosent have a specific nickname for them, mainly variations on their names. (Sunny, sunshine, Moonie, Moonshine, things like that)

Demons are allergic to anything that messes with their sleep schedule, but mainly caffeine and melatonin. It hurts their body, and makes them manic and feral. Sun and Moon know this, but arn’t all too concerned about it, as they know she can handle herself.

There is an eclipse in this AU, but they haven’t been introduced and won’t be for a while. First time they meet is when Olive enters a game cabinet in the arcade and meets him. That’s after a bunch of trauma returns and leaves Olive basically emotionally incapacitated and spending a prolonged time away from the daycare, concerning both Sun and Moon, and her friends.

Sun and Moon will eventually get separate bodies, but they hide it in order for it to be a surprise to Olive, that sadly goes wrong as while they’re planning to finally show her, that’s when her the woman who summoned her returns and all that trauma comes back, and she losing another body part. Specifically a horn breaks off after being hit with a baseball bat.

Olive plans to give Sun a drawing and Moon a cassette with music that reminds her of him (he has a cassette player in his chest) in a recent chapter in an attempt to test the waters for a confession.

I do plan for spicy scenes in this fic, but they arnt really important to the plot, and is just a bit more of a relationship building moment, especially sense it’s before they find a word for their relationship, but after they realize they like each other. Plus it’s also just fun for me to write. (Adding this in case it helps contextualize their physical relationship. While they are sexual, a lot of their intimacy in the fic is and will be non-sexual. Holding and cuddling, things like that.)

I have a public playlist for this fic on Spotify, named Demonic Daycare did you’d like to search it. My Spotify account is the same as my others Niexigo.

Anyway, that’s all I can think of. I hope this is at least a good baseline for what you were asking for, but if you need something specific, feel free to ask me. My mind tends to ramble when it comes to my stories because if it’s not writing for a chapter, it tends to pinball to what I find fun to talk about, even if it doesn’t makes sense to others. And thank for reaching out and asking. Have fun.

[angeliczelda444]

Ok so since my mind won't STFU about TOTK especially with my goat dad Rauru I have yet another headcanon/potential DLC idea for totk. So here it goes. (Also sorry I know this is long but please bare with me)

Ok for starters, I'll make a separate post about this but I'm also coming up with a potential DLC idea to include a backstory to not only the Zonai people but within Rauru and Mineru's childhood and youth. This backstory will show the history of the Zonai and what lead to their downfall and how Rauru became king. In one of the cutscenes I'm thinking of, it will be about Rauru but here he is the age of 10 years old. His secret stone of light was actually his mother's and she shares the same light power as him. Remember when Zeldas mom and Urbosa would call Zelda little bird? She would call him something similar. She would call Rauru "Sweet dove". This is gonna be sad I know but the reason why she gave Rauru her secret stone was not only the fact that Rauru was ready for it.....but she was on the brink of passing away from being poisoned by a group of people who are killing the Zonai. (That will be for a separate post). And with this Rauru swears on his life to become the best Warrior for his people and to honor his mother's wish. And that's where it can fast forward to Rauru in his teen years. (Again, I'll make a separate post for this idea). Ok so now!!! What if there were additional cutscenes for the DLC and it actually shows a bit more of wholesome memories with Zelda in the past along with Rauru, Sonia and Mineru? This cutscene in practicular would focus on Zelda and Rauru. Keep in mind, especially in the ancient stone tablets it implies that Zelda was in the past for quite some time so naturally she would create a bond with these 3. And we've already seen a bit in that one dragon tears with Sonia and Rauru regarding Link. Ok so anyways! This cutscene here would be about Zelda and Rauru. Keep in mind, although she may have Sonias time power and she is mainly trying to use that, Rauru still wants to help Zelda as well with her power of light. And another way for these both to bond is by him showing her around Hyrule within that time and maybe show her his kingly duties. Ok, so this is where it gets wholesome. She's explained to Rauru before along with Sonia about how Urbosa would call her little bird. She has also explained to these 2 how her dad was so hard on her for power of light. Little does Zelda know, Rauru relates to Zelda very much. In the Zonai backstory, his dad was severely hard on him. Hell he was even worse than Rhoam. Rauru felt a huge ass responsibility towards his people back then because his power was seen as rare amongst his people(OK OK ILL MAKE A POST ABOUT THIS LATER OK?) Anyways, he sees this and reassures Zelda that he is in no way pressuring her into this power at all. And here's the wholesome part.....ok remember how Rauru's mother would call him sweet dove? Well.....IN THIS CUTSCENE HE CALLS ZELDA SWEET DOVE!! For example it could be something like "Zelda, you are already doing so much for your people. You carry the world on your shoulders and I know you strive to work hard, but just know that you are doing enough.....my sweet dove." Zelda would get curious as to why he called her sweet dove and he explains that Urbosa already gave you the title little bird and he wouldn't take it away. He explains to her that his mother called him that and how he sees himself through Zelda. So naturally, he called her sweet dove. AND OMG OMG YOU GUYS THAT WOULD BE HIS TERM OF ENDEARMENT TOWARDS ZELDA AND COULD YOU IMAGINE IF THEY MADE ANOTHER HYRULE WARRIORS GAME BASED ON TOTK HE WOULD CALL HER THAT IN THAT GAME AS WELL?!?!?!?! Ugh look this may be a bit copy paste from Urbosa but IDC cause Zelda has never had stable parental figures in her life and Rauru has been a better father to Zelda than Rhoam was. Basically sweet dove would be the fatherly version of little bird ok???? Lol ok yall thank you for coming to my Ted talk. If you made it this far which I know this is long but if you did, thank you. I hope in every ore you break in TOTK will be a diamond and you find the best weapons in the depths lol.

[heartlites]

so, i suppose as a little update in the diary that is my tumblr blog.

out of all those books i bought, i've finished two and i'm on the third one. it's taking me much longer to finish the third one because it just didn't grip me like the first two books did. the one's i have finished are my darling dreadful thing by johanna van veen (highly recommend for a gripping gothic story) and the last story of mina lee by nancy jooyoun kim (also a good read, but didn't grip me as severely as the former).

i'm currently reading nura and the immortal palace by m.t. khan. i think it has fantastic world building with a lot of fantastical scenery and people, very fun and imaginative setting, but the writing style is a bit simpler. i think it's a book better suited for a tween to teen audience.

i tried painting yesterday once again. i picked up some small i believe 5"x5" canvases over the weekend to give myself something small to work on. i didn't like what i made, tbqh, and i did end up throwing it away. the acrylic paint set i have is kind of limited and didn't capture what i wanted and i think i've forgotten a lot of painting techniques. i don't remember how to work with acrylics much anymore. i used oil paints more in the past. i'm wondering if i should maybe look up some stuff to help me figure out and re-learn techniques. however, this does also have me thinking about digital art again because i wouldn't have to struggle w finding my colors/mixing paints or the clean up lol. i wish i could find my old tablet.

i'm excited for fall coming in, i want to try to spend some more time outside again but i've been struggling with a lot of pain, boredom, and loneliness since i fell. i can't do as much around the house and it's frustrating and leading to some boredom to me. i've turned to video games more but i'm currently feeling a little unsatisfied with them.

generally just kind of really depressed as a whole in life, though. so much stress and little way to relieve it. socially i feel crushed and devastated. i feel like some kind of creature trying to imitate humans. i feel so distant and disconnected. my therapist is retired and i still haven't found a new one. idk what to do

edit: oh! an addition. i started playing dead by daylight recently. it wasn't as scary or intimidating as i thought it'd be. it's also not really that scary. horror media has started to surround me in life more and more in my life and i'm unsure how i feel about it these days. its not as traumatic of an ordeal for me anymore but some of it i just do not "get" but i'm trying to make peace with the fact that i don't have to "get" everything. so far i think my favorite form of horror media i've engaged with is probably written/novel forms. suspense and mystery intrigues me and draws me in more.

[livewireprojects]

Rambling about old art program

I'm mostly doing this cause I want to ramble & I don't want it being most of the text on an old image I'm posting.(Cause lots of rambling)

When I was younger I had a program called Manga Studio Pro 4.0, I didn't know how to use it much but I eventually was able to use it good enough.(Although at points I couldn't figure how to remove the text on some things if I was making a comic instead of just an image) This was an old program, while some of my stuff was digital installs I don't know how I got or were already there(MSPaint) this was the old way involving a CD that came in a box with a code.

At some point either from either from losing the box(this was a program I had a CD & code for in the past), using it too many times(I transferred computers a few times) or who knows what like not knowing how to use the code or losing the code for it I eventually lost the ability to install/use it. I think I tossed everything I had left for it after I lost the ability to use it & I don't remember when I tried to reinstall it. It worked I was able to reinstall it I just couldn't figure out if I had the code or not anymore cause some stuff confused me.

I don't remember much but I know that when you saved new projects you'd have a folder with the file to open the picture in the program(with layers there if they were there) & an image that was a jpeg full sized(depending on how big you made it) image with all visible layers merged.(I mean it's an image so of course) I have many unfinished projects I found in some backups I made of past computers, they'll never be finished & I'll never be able to open them up in the program again. It's not like I could finish them without starting over anyway thanks to how much shit has changed.

Looking around what I was able to it seems the most recent pics I made in manga studio were from 2012 which was my second year of high school.

My art programs back then were MSPaint & a copy of Paint Tool Sai I found somewhere(I bought a license for the program a few years back so use an actual legal ver now)

When I was younger I use to use Photoshop CS & MSPaint(every once in a while I used Manga Studio Pro 4.0)

Today/in recent years I use Clip Studio Paint EX, sometimes Paint Tool Sai, MSPaint occasionally(mostly use it for quickly pasting screenshots or stuff to copy to paste elsewhere) & very recently Procreate.

Up until a certain point after high school I drew with a mouse, I sometimes draw with a mouse but I mostly use a wacom tablet I've had for a few years. Also use an ipad for procreate.

It's kind of funny, I didn't use manga studio that much but I use clip studio paint a lot now. I bring this up cause manga studio is still going, it's called clip studio now.

Here's so images I was able to find from when I still used the program just so you can see what I worked on. If you've seen my art stuff you'll know how much things have changed too.

This pic was from 2011, it's an old image of my fursona's quad form

To the right is a more up-to-date version from 2016, not much has changed but the paw print is gone(the tail has a little more detail like it has fins now)

Here's a pic from 2021 were my fursona is dressed for pride month that shows better details. Funny enough first pic is manga studio, second pic is sai & third is clip studio paint so I guess it comes full circle.

Pic 1

This is the most recent pic(2012) I made in manga studio, according to the description I sketched it in manga studio then colored it in sai, the text is done in MSPaint. This was for an Alice in Wonderland based project I didn't get far in except for a few ideas.

Pic 2:

I have no idea when I made this, DA says I posted it there in 2012 but going off the art style looks older than I recall. After trying to search around I think this & pic 3 are maybe from 2010 & I got a little better in 2012 when I made pic 1.

This is for someone I use to know that I don't exactly have good memories of. I use to be in an AMV group with her & at some point she requested art from me & would repeatedly ask if it was done. I don't remember how often but I know she was asking about it to the point it was considered rude especially after I asked her to stop.

This was for one of her projects that as far as I know never got very far. I don't even remember what the plot was. I think it was two high schoolers falling in love while caring for a kid that was either their future daughter or the guy's little sister.

I think I was experimenting with the background on this & pic 3 cause I think the backgrounds had to do with finding random brushes & using them as much as I could were I thought it fit.

Pic 3:

From the same person that the less said that I remember the better cause I'm just going to end up ranting about how she kept making child me pissed from repeatedly asking if an art request was done when I kept asking her to stop & it wasn't done yet.

Anyway I think this was suppose to be for a slice of life fanime she was working on. I don't remember much past the blond(Midori) being the I think main character & something involving her having 3 ex-boyfriends with the magenta/pink hair one being dead. I think I drew this before pic 2 but I put it at the end cause there's more stuff.

Three of the images(the image in the thought bubble, the photo to the left & all three chibis if you count them as one image) were all imported into manga studio to be part of it.(Or the photo on the very left & the chibis were imported cause I think the pic in the thought bubble was edited in using Photoshop CS & the text was shaded in Photoshop as well)

Here's the three images in pic 3

Pic 1 was made with MSPaint & Photoshop CS(background is one I made in photoshop at some point), the writing was suppose to look crayon like cause this was before I had Sai which had a crayon brush

Pic 2 was made traditionally on paper & with sharpy before editing it in Photoshop CS. Don't know where I found the floor, the text in the corner is the only thing helping me guess this is from 2010. That cat charm is an old character of mine, was kind of a joke on Hello Kitty for some reason.

Pic 3 was made in MSPaint

I got one more pic I made in manga studio but it's getting it's own post.(Link to said post)

It's kind of crazy just how much was done & how much has changed from then & now.(I dunno how to end this)

[asterryplace]

womp womp

tiny update to all the things i'm doing and will be doing and all the bullshit i'm working on [there is a lot!]

So, first of all, I know i've been super inactive, yeah. I started working on a zine [!!! as a mod!!!!!], and got a ton of health issues on the way [as per usual], so my energy levels have been all over the place. To explain all the happenings as a list;

BISU, the software!

still working out the kinks and possibilities, while settling on how to start the project so we can maybe gather some new people and coders. Would be insanely helpful.

Settled on what each version should have and what we need, just need to work out the math and all the dumb kinks of graphic tablets. Will take time, but it's headache inducing.

Zines; a masterlist

working on the disability companion for a vidya

doing a zhongven zine. there's a lot going on there but it's alright . skull emoji

kitty love zine! about 25% done. It features a ton of cats [duh] including my own dumbasses

seazine; scrapped the old version. will probably remake it in csp cause procreate kinda sucks for that

Illu projects

Doing mermay and a bunch of other competition works! Mostly using this as just an opportunity to train and get better, cause I feel like I suck!

Making a few smaller illus for prints; focusing on a simpler design that could be pleasant for a green interior. Looking for a good print-on-demand service still [cause printful doesn't have the best ratings, tbh]

Buncafe

biiiig backburner. Have to wait for better wifi to focus on it more, unfortunately.

Still assembling a good database of resources! If you find anything and want to add it, email me wak@asterry.space ! I promise I don't bite [through the screen, at least]

Fanworks masterlist

tmnt fancomic still in progress! had to put it on the backburner due to all the other stuff happening

doing a bit of genshin redesigns?? it's kinda fun and i can't wait to show them all off

also drawing a manga based off of outward's world and lore! I hope to release it on a chapter by chapter basis, so all the binge readers can just go through a chapter and then wait for the next "episode" instead of a single page per week [it's also kind of better for my health state]

Animation

Working on a baby show [!!!]! still storyboarding it out and learning things on the way. I'll probably have to learn 3d to cut corners a bit here and there, otherwise this will suck real bad

there's a secret in the works. it's taking a long time but i hope it will be something enjoyable :-]

And that's that for now! Whew that's a lot of stuff. Well, see you whenever I manage to do any of these things, ciao!

[drawingonehouseaday]

The rules:

Draw one house for every day in 2024

I can skip days, or draw more than one house a day

No backgrounds

Why a house??

Because of these posts on fun new years resolutions I wanted to make one, and I thought about drawing every day for a year. Problem was I didn't know what to draw- but the last thing I drew to test my tablet and make sure the buttons were working properly was a house. Simple, but could be more detailed as I got better at drawing. I don't particularly care how well a house looked either. And it reminded me of finger painting as a kid and having fun making art just for the sake of it.

What tablet?

I'll edit this once I look at the box in my closet. A medium one, I guess?

Why krita and huion?

I got them both when I was getting into it for the first time because they're free/cheap and it even ran on my (now too old to use frequently) worse for wear laptop. They're both very low pressure without much of a learning curve. Plus I wouldn't mind if I broke the tablet while using it.

Why are you learning to draw?

I've always wanted to, even though I'm really bad at it. I like learning about it though, and even when I resolved not to I would still read tutorials and watch artists explain how to draw and paint digitally. I've tried physical mediums but I struggle with them a lot more than digital ones (I have visual snow syndrome and EDS for starters)

What is your goal?

Try lots of styles. Or not. It's just to draw a house, every day, for 366 days.

Will you continue the project next year?

Maybe! We'll see :)

[mid-student-hannah]

ok SO I'm gonna expand on this later but basically posting htis now tupos and all so that I don't forget.

I need to average 10 hours a unit a week. that's 40 hours study a week including classes. This is not something I got when I was studying before and that was in part bc I went 'well... gotta Study All Day' and then simply didn't. So I need more structure.

I work decently with half hour blocks, more so than 25 minutes I think. If I can get myself to focus it works well. (I need to expermient with self-medicating with caffiene, honestly, maybe try energy drinks as well - anything that I can figure out that might help, even if a placebo efect.) This means I need to average - anyway, I did figures earlier today and they came down to if I try and aim for 15 blocks a day, which gives a bit of leeway if I'm planning on studying six days a wekk give or take. Hence if I aim for 8-10 blocks in the morning (assuming studying at home and no classes) and the remaining 5-7 in the afternoon (ideally I'd then get the evening off). Classes of course are included in this. I haven't looked up time for commuting from my planned residence. Depending on how long the commute is I might go in to uni to study even when I'm not classes.

Need to look up when there are assignemtns and also work out the whole taking notes situation. Basically I would need ideally to make a list of these are the things I have to do everyday and the things I ought to do (there is a difference). I want to try the whole pull a random task out of a hat thing too, a combination of that and also what do I want to do. I need fun things in there too.

Ideally I need to hit the various food targets I have (gradually assembling an additional-to-meals plan as time goes by, and trying to get a better idea of portion sizes; this is daunting but I need to figure it out beforehand or it won't happen I know that).

I need to get work of some kind I think but that's not something I want to deal with just yet. I need to look at how much classes I have also. Honestly I'd consider trying to go back to my old job briefly even though it's not very fulfilling in terms of experience or career. Anyway.

I want to keep up with my hobbies as best I can. Need to set up stuff for art, like plan out things so that I can work on that without too much brain required at least to some extent if I just wnat to art without thinking. Probably want to pull my stories into places where I can be doing smth with them every day or every couple of days, somehow. I ought to go walking every day. Honestly vaguely considering getting an exercise bike or something because then I can read/listen to audiobooks for uni while still exercising I dunno. Could turn into bad fueling ED tho. Then again I think it's very likely I'm gonna relapse to a greater or lesser extent bc of uni. With whatever bad coping mechanism/s. Need to look further into electric pianos so that I can play piano whenever as a stress reliever. All of these things are dealing with stress ina healthy way. That's the worst for me I think. Also photography helps and helps me ot feel like I'm doing something good and useful.

Need good sleep schedule. I'm thinking of trying to end up with nine hours sleep time, which includes tucking self into bed and also more pertinently Ransom. Gives leeway for terrible sleeping at times too. Not getting enough rn both bc brain won't switch off and also bc I keep going to bed too late for the hour. Like rn even if I slept right now I'd get seven hours twenty minutes bc my alarm goes early.

But yeah I need to work out something more structured with studying or whatever. need to look up my units too to figure these things out. I need to have textbooks and I need to read them. I didn't really last semester and that was a mistake. And I need to figure out how to take notes. Possibly brother's graphics tablet will help. Maybe look at getting a ReMarkable if I can see one for cheap somewhere. Need to practise handwriting in whatever form too because yeah that's a problem.

I need to figure out something to do with various problems that consume my brainspace. A bunch of htem were more repressed bc of giving in to ED and now they're louder again bc I'm in recovery.

I'd also have to work out how to take care of Ransom while I'm away at uni during the day. He's also a stress reliever too.

I don't know how accommodations for mental health problems work there either but I need to get accommodations I think (talk to psych).

Structure is good for me but I need to make sure it's not something that will make things worse and make me overwhelmed also. Need to give myself enough downtime so that I can cope. Anyhow things as they were last year didn't work, and if anything my mental health is significantly worse than it was then, even though in some ways it's improved.

Need to go back to doctor so I can pursue ADHD diagnosis stuff too. That was supposed to happen this year. It. Didn't.

I need to find an app that I can use to record the time blocks in some way. Maybe on my phone so I can have it next to me. I'll need to have some kind of time lock on Discord I think and maybe tumblr even though I want to be using this sideblog or stuff. Then again I can post from my backup account perhaps if I sign out of my main, since I have all my sideblogs shared with it. I dunno. Thoughts be thoughtsing. Also this is way longer than I intended. Maybe I shall come back and edit or add to it and put in dot points.

Gonna ramble about my units soon tho once I've looked them up and all. Also gotta check with student connect. Am I repeating myself? who knows.

[therapardalis]

becomelions·:

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He knew when to default to another’s expertise. Brock was smart for that, knew when it was appropriate and when it wasn’t. After all, he’s seen his share of bad leadership and knew when it was better to intervene. Thankfully he didn’t have to deal with it on his own often, usually being left to his own devices as his command was trusted enough. Here, however, he knew she was the one to turn to and he wasn’t about to argue. If anything the only thing he would interject is what he and his team were capable of doing. That along with what he could pick up looking at the photos himself along with what gear was available. Not that gear was ever an issue, STRIKE was too high of a priority to be missing anything. A nod is then given before he begins to move to work at the desired images needed to further plan the infiltration. 

“I didn’t expect the plans to show the cliff and its current state.” Brock counters as he taps away on the tablet in his hand, moving the maps over to the larger screen in his office to have multiple images to give every angle of the cliffside in question. Though it doesn’t escape him with what words she was using, causing his brow to arch up after placing the tablet back onto the desk. “Everything you need is right there.” He says with a nod to the screens. “Oh, and don’t think I didn’t notice. Seems you’re interested in coming along?” He asks with a small raise of his brow as arms move back to crossing over his chest. 

There's no doubt in Thera's mind that Brock and his team can handle pretty much anything they're sent in to fight. Anything human, at least, that could be stopped by a regular bullet or blade. Otherwise ... well, that's a case by case situation - and another area of her expertise that she hopes she won't need this time around. The castle might look like it should have a vampire sleeping in the basement, but ...

But maybe she'll check on that, too, when the practical planning is done.

For now, though, if they can whittle down the equipment the team won't need, there'll be more room and manpower to carry what they will. She stands up, the better to lean forward for closer study of the screens, and the dates on the images; all within the last three months.

She doesn't look away when he speaks but there's a tell-tale curve of her lips as he does. "I know there's the old saying about 'never volunteer' but ... I'm volunteering. Totally up to you and Fury, of course, but it's not just shit-doors I know my way around."

It's possible she can be the difference between 'it's around here somewhere' and 'it's exactly there' - which in turn can save the few seconds between failure and success. But if it ends up with her not going ... Thera adjusts the screen with different angles of the castle, zooms in ... she'll make sure that they have as much good intel as she can give.

"The cliff seems a little lower, but still pretty solid."

[ms-demeanor]

Seriously fuck apple hardware and their hinges that break monitor cables and their butterfly keys and their 24-step battery replacement process that involves *removing your goddamned speakers* to replace the battery.

Fuck. That.

Fuck their specialized Apple screwdrivers

And their bullshit expensive replacement parts.

Two weeks ago I added RAM to my new laptop and it took about four minutes.

I just now replaced the fan on my old laptop while I was on a call with a vendor.

Both of those things used the same phillips-head screwdriver that I got in a pack of three for a dollar fifty at daiso. And I didn't have to *use a hairdryer to soften the adhesive on my speakers* to access either of those parts, let alone a part as basic and as likely to fail as a fucking battery. Hell, I opened up my new laptop and found out that there's a spot for me to put in a second SSD with a similarly small amount of effort.

But while I'm here:

Fuck modern cars. Fuck the engine covers with breakable pins that make it a pain in the ass to do anything more than checking the oil. Fuck the use of tablets as an interface for dealing with the car. Fuck proprietary RFID key fobs and fuck tire monitoring systems that'll make you fail a smog check.

Fuck cheaply made clothing that won't last more than a couple dozen wears but is so thin and flimsy that it also can't handle being mended.

Fuck printers that require a subscription for ink every three months even if you aren't out of ink, because they'll say you're out of ink because they disable the cartridges after a certain time no matter how much or how little you've printed.

Fuck printers generally, they're such cheap and horrible pieces of garbage at the consumer level that it's usually less expensive to buy a new printer than it is to replace cartridges, and it's usually cheap to replace the rollers but the printer is such shit that your odds of snapping off some fiddly piece of plastic garbage are about 50/50 even if you do know what you're doing.

Fuck all of this shit. You should be able to fix what you own, and if you can't or don't want to learn how to, you should at least have the option to try without becoming a professional.

I keep seeing that post about wanting packaged delivered slower by happier, safer, better-paid workers and first of all: Fuck yes. But also: I want clunkier, heavier technology that is easier to fix.

If I needed a laptop that could fit into a manila envelope I would get a fucking tablet, what I need is a laptop that has some actual computing power and that I can swap the hard drive on in less than forty minutes.

The cellphone I had five years ago had a smaller screen and a thicker case, but I could replace the battery with my thumb as the only tool, and with some effort (less than it would require now) I could replace the whole screen. I don't need a seven inch screen and four cameras on the back and a thin, lightweight case, the phone that was the size of my palm and half an inch thick was fine and LOOK I know a lot of the components have become smaller; why did we move to slimmer cases instead of keeping the thicker ones that anyone could crack open to swap in a SIM or replace the battery? You could have BIGGER batteries, with longer lifespans if you still had thicker cases and smaller screens and then maybe this piece of shit phone would fit in any single pocket on my clothing instead of hanging halfway out and trying to make a dive onto the ground every time I stand up.

I don't like the attitude of "stuff in the old days used to just WORK" - in some ways it's true, in some ways it isn't. Cars in the old days certainly did NOT just used to work. But it used to be a fuck of a lot easier to get into an engine and *fix it* without having to get an entire collection of vehicle-specific tools and half a computer science degree. Printers have never, in the existence of printers, "just worked" but they didn't stop printing because of a programmed date on a chip in the fucking cartridge.

A lot of hardware from today is fine. SSDs are pretty great, and there are new manufactured hard drives that I know are going to last thirty years, just like the 40MB drive from 1987 that a customer brought into my shop a few years ago.

There are people out there who are making good stuff.

But it's so fucking frustrating the way that it feels like you have to fight to find something that isn't just the absolute shittiest piece of garbage. The amount of stuff out there that is flimsy, likely to fail, and only-user-serviceable-if-the-user-is-already-technically-proficient is really, really upsetting.

[satorugojooo]

~Annoying roommates~

A/n: since we start to get more informations based on Kaveh, I couldn't stop thinking at how he and Al Haitham get along taking the fact that Kaveh was invited by Cyno to have a meal together with Tighnari and Collei and the whole time he complained about his annoying roommate (Al haitham) so here's Al haitham x gn!reader together with Kaveh!

Pairings: Al haitham x gn!reader

Warnings: none, maybe some nicknames but that's all also this is written before the release of Sumeru, so I apologize if the characters are written kinda oc. Also sumeru spoilers?

You were sitting together with Cyno, Tighnari and Collei at a table at a local restaurant waiting for a famous architect.

"So when did Kaveh say that he would come?" Tighnari asked and Cyno shrugged.

"He said he would be here but he's surely taking his sweet time." he said and all of a sudden you felt an arm on your shoulder.

"Hello hello ladies and gentleman's!" Kaveh said and you looked at him.

"So you finally thought of joining us huh, what about Al haitham? Had a rough time with him?" you asked knowing that these two surely started arguing like 2 monkeys.

"Ah my dear y/n you don't even want to know what your ass of a boyfriend did to me, on top of the fact that I wanted to rearrange his boring home, he even said it looks way better this way than my wonderful plan. How dare he." he said and you giggled.

"I see everything is alright then, now now, we shall get our orders right?" you said and Cyno nodded calling the waiter to receive your orders. After you all ordered something Cyno looked at Kaveh.

"So Kaveh, I heard your still struggling after you build the Palace of Alcazarzaray, didn't you manage to get in touch with the Akademiya? I'm sure they would help knowing that you planned and build on your own funds the prettiest building in sumeru." he said and Kaveh scoffed.

"No what I did it was for the city, I don't need anything from the Akademiya plus I can get back on my own soon enough, if I only could move away from that dopey gorilla it would be 10 times better." he said and you saw how Tighnari and Collei tried to hold their laughter while Cyno was... Stoic as always but you saw a hint of amusement even in his eyes.

"Oh c'mon Kavi, Al Haitham isn't that bad right, plus he offered to help you I think that's very good." you said while sipping some orange juice.

"Don't even get me started, I tell you y/n if you ever plan to live with this man get ready to respect his rules. This monkey won't even allow me to make noise when he's in his study saying that 'he needs full concentration for his ancient runes' I tell you, not those runes are ancient, he's the ancient one here, I bet even the ruin guards are more fun to hang around, and that time I tried to cook for him and ended up burning the eggs? He reminds me of that time even now, not to talk about how his house is just full of books and all sort of stone tablets with runes, my head will explode once from all the stuff he has there and when I tell him that we should throw some things he gives me a death glare and that's it, the audacity he has... "Kaveh started complaining and you all had to give your best not to laugh at this poor man's hardships.

When you were done with the meal you all started talking.

"Thank you so much for this Cyno, it was really fun hanging out around old classmates!" you said and he gave you a small smile.

"It was my pleasure, now Tighnari you should probably head back to the forest camp, please take care of Collei on the way." Cyno said and Collei huffed.

"Mr. Cynooo I'm not a kid anymore I can take care of myself even without Mr. Tighnari's help!" she said and you smiled.

"Still wandering at night trough the forest can be dangerous collei, you both take care!" you said and Tighnari smiled.

"Don't worry, we will be careful, good night, we will see each other soon!" he said as he and Collei left.

"I should probably head back to the Akademiya too, I still have some things I need to take care of." Cyno said and you smiled.

"Take your time Cyno, after all your a human as well." you said and he nodded.

"I will don't worry, good night and in case any of you see Al Haitham wish him my regards." he said leaving. You looked at Kaveh and smiled.

"I know you don't want to hear this but, let's go back to Al Haithams place okay?" you said and he frowned putting his head on the table. You couldn't stop your laughter this time and you started to laugh.

"Why are you so mean to me sis..." he said and you just got up.

"I'm not but, we better head back now, I still have to give Al Haitham some papers and you certainly shouldn't wander on the streets at night." you said and he nodded.

The way to Al Haithams home was pretty short, it would took 5 minutes if Kaveh wouldn't stopped at every single building to complain about how he could do something better.

"And were here!" you said as you knocked at the door and Al Haitham opened. When he saw you his eyes became soft and he gave you a smile, but that smile dissappeared as quickly as he saw Kaveh behind you.

"Oh I see your back." he said and Kaveh closed his eyes.

"Yeah I know you missed me a lot but hold still smart-ass." he said while stepping inside and Al Haitham just shook his head exasperated.

You giggled again and he looked at you.

"And what's so funny hm?" he said while he lead you to his study.

"Ah its nothing, I just love how you and Kaveh get along so well, honestly I think the whole city knows that your roommates." you said and he just scoffed.

"Please at least you stop talking about him for once." he said while he embraced you and you smiled.

"Fine fine I'm done, oh by the way I brought these from the Akademiya, some students found some interesting relics and they gave it to me so you could have a look." you said and he took the tablets putting them on the table. After he turned to you and smiled.

"It's already getting late, how about you stay here for tonight, you live kind of far from here and I would hate to let you go home all on your own at this hour." he said and you blushed.

"Ah only if I'm not bothering." you said and he smiled cupping your face.

"You could never bother me." he said giving you a small peek on the lips.

"You both are very cheesy right now you know?" Kaveh said passing by the opened door and you became red hiding your face in Al Haitham's chest. Seeing this he looked at Kaveh like he normally would.

"You can just go and sleep, you had a long day anyways." he told him and Kaveh scoffed

"Yeah yeah right, thanks mom." he said while leaving and you laughed.

"He honestly has interesting ways to call you..." you said while looking up at Al Haitham and he looked at you.

"Yeah... I'm aware" he said with an annoyed face and you couldn't help but laugh. These two were incredible...

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Hi! I really love your art and I'm getting into doing digital painting myself now. If it's not too much of a bother could you share some tips on your process, and what program + brushes you use? <3

thank you!! I would say my process is not that out of the ordinary but I’m happy to share :)

for the first sketch, I start REALLY loose. comically loose. this pass is just to get the general vibe and composition of the sketch. (going to be using jojen and meera as an example bc this file still has all parts of the process in tact).

then I start pulling LOTS of references and working from them. I start trying to get shapes down accurately enough that I have a solid base to work off. then I can clean them up for the final lines

the only part of my process that I think differs from most is that I’m really terrible with color, so one thing that I learned helps me is to do color comps. i’ll duplicate my line art and then shrink it down until it’s small enough that I can’t focus on details or precision too much and then try and work out color palettes. sometimes the first one works, and sometimes it takes me 3 or 4 recolors, but better for me to do these quick versions than go in blind and hate it at the end. (I unfortunately don’t usually save the ones I don’t use. I wish I could share some options I didn’t go with!) Then I can use my comp as a reference and it’s just a matter of getting the colors in cleanly!

As for programs, I use procreate on an ipad, but for years I used a $60 wacom tablet and clip studio paint that I got on sale. I really think it’s less about the program and more about what’s intuitive for the individual. unless someone tells you to use photoshop. that’s the devil speaking.

lastly here’s some brushes I use! the basics are both default brushes on procreate (maybe slightly altered, but not by much). I make my canvases on the smaller side to get the rough pixelated look from my sketch brush. for patterns, I pull from old illustrations or fabric! a lot of mine came from ivan biliban or similar illustrators. the stamp brushes are super easy to make and really make clothing look lovely imo :) pattern brushes are a little harder but they’re doable with tutorial help

I hope that helps!!