#my lewks :3

[angel-princess-of-the-stars]

My first brand dress! Just came in the mail. Lillie Laine JSK from btssb. Not a full coord lol. I got this for cheap to compare the quality between burando and indie… can confirm. Will continue to look out for cheap 2nd hand brand dresses, and I will learn to sew to modify them to fit if necessary 😤 the lace detail is so prettyyyyyy

[temeyes]

was making wallpapers of kei again cuz i gotta feed myself these days...

[softplumbs]

The snort that left my body...

[pollenallergie]

even tho i do not feel cute today (and i do not think this is a good picture of me) and my sweatshirt is covered in cat hair… you may have a picture of my new hair.

[bumpintheroad]

so i bought big gold hoops to see if i’m a hoops girly and everyone at work keeps complimenting me🥺😊 which has made me feel so good today!!!! ok that’s all

[possum-tooth]

sometimes i watch grwms or makeup videos then feel Such an intense urge to do makeup on myself

[finex09]

been trying to get into astrology right and one of the things I’ve been looking into is trying to use my rising/Venus sign to add a lil oomph to my personal style and OUGH

I have two completely different signs for them, I’ve got a Leo Venus and a Cancer Rising and the aesthetics for the two signs are SO wildly different I feel. do not know how to merge both vibes.

SAD!

[becausegoodheroesdeservekidneys]

I’m saving up my Welsh questions so I’m not a total bother!!

1. I can broadly understand why location names in Wales are different in English (colonialism ☹️) but can you explain Castell-nedd v Neath? Maybe I haven’t gotten far enough yet but it seems to be an outlier in that they just dropped a whole part of the name?

2. Cinio v swper, I’m assuming (perhaps incorrectly hence the checking) that cinio = noon meal and swper = evening meal? Is that right or is it backwards?

3. I am deeply interested in the etymology of llun because it appears to be both a picture and (+ dydd) Monday. Are they linguistically connected??

4. Speaking of days. Am I right in inferring that dydd iau means Thursday and ddydd Iau means on Thursday? I can’t quite differentiate why the spelling changes.

5. Speaking of days part two. Nos Mercher v bore dydd Mercher. Why does nos appear to drop the dydd? Does bore ever do the same?

6. Moving away from days. There seems to be no difference between dych chi’n and wyt ti’n as far as I can tell. Are they interchangeable or are they formal/informal like vous/tu? Or is this a dialect thing like different regions??

7. I am learning about eisiau and I have a question about contractions. It appears to be dw i’n mwynhau but dw i eisiau. Why no ‘n?? I know the i’n is i yn so where’s the yn with eisiau? 🤔

Welsh my beloved you are so fun to learn but Duolingo sucks at explaining nuance.

HA okay *cracks knuckles*

1. Location names are always a bit of a wildcard between languages, because sometimes they corrupt differently and sometimes they have wildly different origins and meanings in the first place. Castell Nedd - Neath is actually a relatively mild one; it's just that people abbreviated it more in English than in Welsh. A similar thing happened to Penybont ar Ogwr - Bridgend.

By contrast, Abertawe - Swansea is totally different, with different meanings. Ditto Drefdraeth - Newport, Caergybi - Holyhead, etc. Wild shit.

2. Like a lot of languages, cinio can either mean lunch or evening meal depending on who uses it - the English equivalent is 'dinner'. Younger generations generally mean lunch. Swper is a direct transliteration of supper, though, with the same meaning (I personally use 'te' instead for evening meal). So, in short, you're broadly right, but it's a bit ambiguous.

3. Oh, you'll like this! As far as we know, it's from Proto Indo European lewk, meaning 'bright; to shine, to see' - we also get 'goleu' from it. The theory is that Dydd Llun therefore gets a similar etymology to Monday, because it refers to the moon (lleuad/luna). Llun (picture), meanwhile, is a thing you see, depicting what you see. The fact that they ultimately corrupted into the same word is coincidental.

4. There's some fun stuff here, okay.

So, you are hitting up against everyone's favourite Celtic language quirk which is MUTATIONS ┌⁠(⁠★⁠ｏ⁠☆⁠)⁠┘ These pop up in many funky ways of course. In this instance, it's not a plural but it IS trying to tell you something. So:

Dydd Iau: Thursday

Dyddiau Iau: Thursdays

Fi'n mynd i'r dre ddydd Iau: I'm going to town on Thursday

Basically, the mutation is there to indicate that there's an invisible preposition going on. If we hypercorrected it would be "Fi'n mynd i'r dre ar ddydd Iau", and that's what triggers the mutation; but in modern Welsh it's a quirk of this particular context that we do away with the preposition, because the mutation makes it clear it's there invisibly. Why do we do this? Unknown.

5. This is a slightly weird one and I suspect the answer lies somewhere in the fact that 'night' just means the dark bit while 'day' can either mean the light bit OR a 24 hour period containing both.

But, actually: you can actually drop the dydd for bore, too. It's dealer's choice. BUT, you cannot have the dydd for nos Fercher. In English, the 'day' part of 'Wednesday' is kind of invisible, and just means the 24 hour block. But in Welsh, they're still separate words, and it very much means 'the light part'. So 'nos dydd Mercher' would be like saying 'Wednesday Day Night.'

6. It's formal/plural Vs informal. Chi is formal (or plural), ti is informal.

Occasionally monoglot English Tumblrs make posts about how they reckon we should bring the you/thou divide back to English, and as a person who speaks a language that still pulls this bullshit and occasionally has to play the "How formal am I supposed to be with this person" game, every time it makes me sneer and think about how those same people complain all the livelong day about invisible social rules. You do not want this, folks. Be suitably grateful to your forebears.

7. Ah, yes, eisiau is a law unto itself.

So, the yn/'n in Welsh is normally there because the verb 'to be' gets split in half, and half gets attached to the following verb to make that verb active, right? So for example:

Rwy'n cerdded - I'm walking

Roughly, but not literally, equivalent to the English "I am walking", except if you were to split "Rwy'n" out into "Rwy yn", neither of those words means "I" or "am" - it's not a literal step by step translation.

'Yn' gets bundled in with the verb, more often than not. And again, while this is not a literal translation, it makes the verb into an '-ing' word. Welsh does not distinguish between "I walk" and "I'm walking" - it's always "I'm walking."

But eisiau is different because it's not used grammatically like that. You personally cannot actively want something in Welsh. But, there can be a want upon you. So instead of "I am wanting", you say "There is a want upon me."

So, "I want to go to town": "Mae arna'i eisiau mynd i'r dre".

Duolingo might be asking you to construct that slightly differently, though; they might want "Mae eisiau arnaf i" or something similar. But ultimately that's what it's doing.

I hope this was helpful! Let me know if anything is baffling, still.

[eleanor-bradstreet]

Okay I'm back from a whirlwind zip through London and Florence, heart full of love and eyes full of Benophie so let’s make a breakdown of my errant unhinged thoughts on the season 4 sneak peek!

Benophie: They are somehow both my parents and my children 🥹

Goobie hurts either his ears or his delicious slender fingies and then tries to play it off hoping no one saw

Beneloise are going to continue to be the best, obviously

Violet. VIOLET 🥵 Mama is ready to SLAY. Marcus better be disguised as a cat at this party because that man should be on all fours ready to lap up whatever treats she gives him.

Also: don't even get me started on Eloise of Arc there in the background and how the show dressed her in the coolest possible iteration of this costume. Holy shit, season 4, slow down. I’m starting to think this is a quality tv show…

LOOK at the masquerade! LOOKADDITT!! This is not the cacophony of metallic technicolor vomit season 3 taught me to expect. This is not chintzy flowers and sequins. This is a reversion to season 1’s muted palette. This is dark fantasy. This is the masquerade in The Labyrinth. It’s spooky, it’s moody, and it’s better than I had ever hoped for from Jess Brownell. She said herself Bowie covers may make it onto the soundtrack. I’ll start to pray now.

Uh, Jess Brownell...is that you?

The unicorn-head lady is absolutely sending me 🤣🤣

My sweet, beloved, beautiful John all returned from Scotland and having fun 😭😭😭 why do you do this to me

So clearly costuming decided both to grant mercy to Penelope and bypass her Leprechaun-ification (presumably problematic given Nic is Irish) and give Pirate Colin his Behemoth-Hatted Pirate Wife, Penelope the Blonde. I think Pen has just become Nicola at this point. It's...a lewk and I'm here for it. But who exactly wants to speak to Mrs. Bridgerton now that she's a known mole for the Queen is beyond me.

There she is, the people's princess, absolutely radiant 🥹🩶

Benedict being a smart ass: "Please enter my mother's domicile to begin your tenure of servitude while I begrudgingly permit you to have free will, all the while intending to grabass you in the halls and woo you into being mine forever."

Cinderella era, here we gooooooo

God, they already look like bitches. I'm going to love to hate them.

*screaming, crying, throwing up* as he holds her like she's made of glass; like she's a dream that will evaporate if he looks away, as he touches her for the first time and teaches her to dance 🫠 The way I have DREAMED of this for YEARS 💙

MY COTTAGE MY COTTAGE MY COTTAGE MY COTTAGE WET MY COTTAGE

EX-FUCKING SCUSE ME, WHO INVITED CLIVE OWEN ONTO THE SET? I legitimately had to pause to realize this was him because I saw both Clive Owen and EDMUND first and now I'm remembering how a critic ages ago described the similarity to Clive and also how good the casting is that he looks just like his father and I fucking CAN'T and he's not the only thing that's soaking wet and heaving 😰 giving her those fuck me eyes right from the get

Apparently because his disguise is so shit, his masquerade tekkers is to whip out his gravely Batman voice. Okay, Bruce Bridgerton, calm down. You won't tell your mother? I recall this was also your concern three seasons ago. Always sneaking behind Violet's back, aye? Just kidding, baritone daddy. Let's keep our dirty gazebo secrets together uwu

They did it. They fucking did it. They gave him the phaeton.

THEN WHY DON'T YOU GO AHEAD AND RIP MY OVARIES OUT WITH YOUR BARE HANDS SHONDA? GO RIGHT AHEAD AND SHOW ME CANON PAPA BEARDTHONY AND WATCH ME DIE RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY COMPUTER SCREEN. THANKS.

So, in summary...

Season 4 already looks waaaaaay better than I had dared to hope for. The palette. The vibes. The obvious book accuracy. I have...no notes, other than to squeal in barely-contained excitement for *checks watch* about 18 months. Here's hoping it ultimately does satisfy. I'm at least grateful for the very juicy crumbs we're getting in the meantime 💙

[angel-princess-of-the-stars]

A fit to see Wicked with some friends. The dress code: pink or green!

First time wearing lolita out officially. Ahhhh!!! I’m so glad I have an occasion to wear it so soon after I got it. It’s so true: if you open your mind a little, there are so many situations you could dress like this

The leg warmers doubling as sleeves I thought was a very cool touch. And isn’t it crazy that this bag I thrifted matches the vibe of the jsk perfectly?

So proud of my first coord! Wish I had a black headdress. And other shoes!! But overall really happy with it

> Blouse & JSK: Doll Theater by Honey Machine thrifted on fb

> Bag, Arm Warmers: thrifted on Carousell.

> Shoes: Doc Martens

> Purse: Berry Q

> Accessories: Shopee/Carousell

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

the girl next door 3

Warnings: this fic will include elements, some dark, such as age gap, manipulation, chronic illness, noncon/dubcon, coercion, and other untagged triggers. Please take this into account before proceeding. It is up to curate your online consumption safely.

Summary: A new neighbour moves in and upends your already disarrayed life.

Author’s Note: Please feel free to leave some feedback, reblog, and jump into my asks. I’m always happy to discuss with you and riff on idea. As always, you are cherished and adored! Stay safe, be kind, and treat yourself.

This lewk but silverfox

The noise of a lawnmower welcomes you out into the vibrant summer day. Your mother is already on the porch, sat on the patio bench. You can tell she’s primped herself up just a little bit. You put the jug of lemonade on the wicker table and stand by the end of the long eat. 

“A kind man,” your mother muses beneath the racket of the mower, “about time we got someone decent ‘round here. You know,” she furrows her brow viciously, “those bitches from the cul-de-sac never liked your nana. Hate us even more. Stepford hags.” 

You nod and peek over at Steve as he pushes the mower in a straight line. The grass falls to the blade and leaves thick clippings in rows. You twiddle your fingers as you notice the shine of sweat on the man’s forehead and forearms. His act of kindness feels more like pity. 

“Don’t be stupid, girl, go grab some cups,” your mother snipes and draws your attention back to the porch. “That man’s going to think I raised a moron.” 

You retreat back into the house. For as pleasant as she was to your new neighbour, it has done little for her mood. Or maybe it’s just you. 

You grab two of the rippled plastic cups from the cupboard and head back down the hall. You stop as you reflection passes you in the mirror. You turn to face it. You frown. You’re nothing special to look at but you don’t do much to help that. You wonder if you put on some mascara or wore something nicer if you might look anything close to pretty. 

You shrug off the fleeting insecurity. It’s not important. Your mother’s sick and your little uncertainties don’t mean anything. You push through the screen door and clack the cups down. As you do, the mower quiets and you peer over. The grass is trimmed neatly as Steve stands close to the steps, wiping his forehead as his cheeks burn rosy form the heat. 

“Whew, think I’ll try some of that lemonade,” he climbs the steps, “hot one today.” 

As he climbs the last step and he drags his hands down his tee shirt. His grey blonde hair droops forward and he tries to shake it out of his face. He tugs at the hem of his shirt and lifts it over his head, revealing a sweat-dampened undershirt. 

“Don’t mind me,” he chuckles as he uses the outer layer to mop his face and neck, “think I overdressed.” 

“Get him some lemonade,” your mother hisses and points to the jug. “Steve, was it? What brings you to Heron Meadows?” 

You unstack one cup from the other and fill both. You set the pitcher back down and step back on your heel, folding your hands together as you fade into the background. You’re peripheral to your mother. You only exist when she needs you. 

“Well, settling down, I think,” he smiles and reaches for a cup. He raises it and stops it just in front of his chest. He carefully gestures at you with it, “thanks.” 

Your eyes round and you glance away, “welcome.” 

“Settling down?” Your mother echoes coyly. 

“I know, I’m a bit late to the game. Had to get out of the city. Maybe I outgrew it,” he sighs, “and you two? Where’s your husband hanging out?” 

You mother laughs and crosses one leg over the other, not easily as she struggles to still the shake in her foot, “long gone. He never saw this place.” 

“Ah, hope I didn’t hit a sore spot,” Steve’s cheek dimples before he sips from the glass. 

“Mm, don’t feel much for the deadbeat,” your mother tisks, “what about you? Settling down? Is your wife coming with the couch?” 

“Ah, yeah,” he reaches over to plant his hand against the pillar that connects to the rail. He leans on it and gulps again. He swallows before he continues, his eyes meeting yours for the split second you dare to look up, “missed that step but the house will keep me busy until I figure that out.” 

“Oh don’t you worry, that little club will keep you busy,” your mother scoffs, “make sure ya keep your picket fence nice and whitewashed.” 

Steve gives a curious furrow of his brow. You mother sniffs as her little quip hangs in the air. 

“HOA,” you put in quietly. 

“Mm, I bought out of that,” he says. “Outdated if you ask me. I don’t need them telling me what colour to paint my door.” 

“Bought out?” Your mother grumbles. 

“I didn’t relish the extra lawyer fees but worth it,” Steve explains before he empties the cup and puts it back down, “thanks, that was great. Uh, guess I should get started on the back.” 

You stand dumbly as you mother agrees with a grumble. An awkward silence thickens around you and she snaps in your direction with her fingers, “take him out back, honey.” 

“Oh, uh, sure,” you clamour forward as if awoken from a slumber. “Just...” you near Steve and step around him to scurry down the stairs. “this way.” 

He leaves his tee shirt draped over the railing and turns to follow. He looms like a shadow behind you and as you stop to reach over the top of the gate and unlock it, you scratch around blindly. He steps closer and hooks his arm over yours. The smell of his sweat fills your nose. 

“Got it,” he says as he easily unlatches the clasp and the gate slants inward. 

You push through, quickly making distance from him as he trails you into the backyard. It’s even worse than the front. You grab the broken mower from where you left it and drag it towards the garage. 

“Great, I’ll go grab the mower,” he declares and leaves you to shove your way awkwardly into the side door of the garage. You push the rusted metal inside and the door snaps shut at your back as you emerge back into the sunlight. 

Steve pushes through his nice electric mower and you shy away. It’s got to be close to new and no doubt expensive. You trod through the tall grass and as you pass him, his arm brushes yours. 

“I could do the eaves too,” he stops beside you. “Get some of these weeds cut too.” 

“No thanks,” 

“I don’t mind,” he insists. 

“I can manage.” 

“You can. Probably a lot. Your mom...” he suggests, letting his words hang. “She sick?” 

You glance at his chest, the white fabric taught to his muscles above his thick stomach. You nod. 

“You take care of her?” He prompts. 

“Do my best,” you mutter and traipse on, “thanks.” 

“Right, uh,” he calls after you, “well, if you change your mind or think of anything, you can always ask.” 

You keep on. He feels bad for you. Just like everyone else. You’ve heard Marge and Lucy on their daily power walk; poor thing, going nowhere, sad... 

You go back out front, leaving the gate open. You go to grab the broom from the porch as your mother remains as she was. Her hand trembles on her thigh. 

“You know, should clean up around here,” she says, “invite him for dinner as thank you. Maybe tomorrow.” 

You take the broom and stop at the bottom of the steps, “maybe tomorrow,” you agree. 

“He’s a nice man. Could use one of those,” she smirks, “never had one of those. Handsome to boot.” 

It’s strange. You haven’t seen your mother smile since your grandma was around and even then, it wasn’t like this. The way she’s talking is almost ravenous. Like she’s slathering over a pork chop still on the grill. 

“Just gonna sweep up the trimmings,” you explain as you drag the broom down the walk. 

“Ugh, do whatever, you simple girl,” she chides. “When you’re done, you start on that kitchen. Those damn dishes have been sitting there all day.” 

“Yes mother,” you say to the broomstick as you begin to sweep. 

The sun beams relentlessly down, pouring onto you like fire. When you’re done, you return the broom to its place against the siding of the house and let yourself inside. Your mother hums as she watches the birds. You should be happy to see her outside, to see her in a better mood, but you’re too uneasy with the presence of that man. You know his name but it doesn’t make him any less a stranger. 

You fill the sink and add soap. You plunge a stack of plates into the water and stare out the small window above. You can see the side of the next house. It isn’t much too look at but sometimes a squirrel will critter along the wooden fence top. 

As you zone out, hands working mindlessly on scrubbing and dousing, a shift in the foggy colours of your vision brings your eyes into focus. You blink as Steve waves from outside. He rolls the mower up to the gate and smiles at you. You wince, jolted by the reminder of him. You offer a flutter of your soapy fingers. 

He stops and stares at you through the window. You blink, uncertain what to do. He’s just looking at you. He winks and you wince at the gesture. He slaps his hand back down on the mower and pushes it through to the front yard. That was odd. 

Or maybe you’re just awkward. 

[bucktommyweek]

Getting to Know You: A BuckTommyWeek Event

Hey everyone! We're back with another event (and a new lewk), but it's a little bit different this time.

3 days, 1 week apart, 1 prompt per week, all about Buck and Tommy getting to know each other.

Here are your prompts for #btgtky

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Wednesday, September 25, 2024 - Favourite things. We know Tommy loves monster trucks, flying, Love Actually and craft brews. We know Buck loves research, his friends and family, not basketball and adventure. But how do they share these things with each other?

Wednesday, October 2, 2024 - A good morning. What does a good morning look like for Buck and Tommy as they learn about themselves as a couple and each other as individuals?

Wednesday, October 9, 2024 - A bad night. It's time to bring the angst, folx. What makes a night bad? What makes a bad night better? How do these two comfort each other, or don't they?

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Accepted Submissions: Anything as long as it follows the rules. We're talking headcanons, fics, essays, graphics, edits, whatever you want. Just tag @bucktommyweek to be reblogged and use #btgtky

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Thank you for @brasscacti for the favourite things inspo! 💛

[stereopticons]

On This Day In Schitt's Creek: March 9

2018

Gifts [david/patrick, T, 848] by scoob2222

Spoilers for 4x07. Patrick's gives David anniversary gifts 1, 2, and 3.

2019

Chop [david/patrick, G, 400] by amoama

David is chopping logs for the fire.

david rose: world's okayest brother [david/patrick, G, 1,329] by winterfire22

alexis used to be a globe-trotting, trouble-getting-into, bad-boyfriend-picking disaster. david still has stress dreams about it from time to time.

Enough [david/patrick, G, 2,326] by MadAlien

When visiting a gay bar with Patrick for the first time, David gets jealous and insecure.

Grand Slam [david/patrick, E, 2,239] by bigficenergy

Obligatory softball uniform fun, post-"The M.V.P."

leave your troubles outside... [david/patrick, T, 1,472] by @startswithhope

Patrick has a less than stellar Cabaret rehearsal and all he needs is David. And kissing. But mainly, David.

2020

Ancient Persian Asshats for Feminism [gen, T, 392] by Mosca

Alexis makes hamantaschen for her high school World Cultures Day assignment. And for feminism.

Cousins, Hotels, and Prada Bags [david/patrick, G, 939] by serpendaigle

Patrick is walking his cousin down the aisle. David promises to be on his best behaviour.

Truth or Dare [stevie/alexis, T, 4,792] by anonymous

“Truth or Dare, Brewer.” There was a hard glint to Stevie’s dazed eyes, but the steely effect was somewhat softened by the lingering flush to her cheeks, the silky tangle of her dark hair still mussed from Alexis’ hands, the uneven cadence of her breath. Patrick grinned at her, all too pleased at facilitating the kiss he knew she’d never ask for. -- Stevie gets back at Patrick during Truth or Dare.

2021

At Your Most Beautiful [david/patrick, G, 913] by @januarium

Sometimes Patrick kisses David so gently it’s almost too much to bear. David expects it when they greet each other, can almost cope with the oh-so-soft kisses that Patrick drops on his neck so often it must be instinct at this point. But there’s other times—all sorts of times—when Patrick will casually drop the sweetest little kisses on David like he doesn’t even know how much they mean.

Estonia [moira/johnny, G, 300] by Rosey_Peach

i love you like never before [david/patrick, T, 1,417] by @5ambreakdown

Instead of a day filled with gushing over his husband, great food, and physical attention, he will have to send out a search party and go down the list of their contacts to make calls and ask everyone they know when they last saw David. patrick wakes up on the morning of david's [redacted] birthday, only to find that his husband is decidedly not there.

I remember everything you say [david/patrick, G, 723] by @rmd-writes

An Open Mic coda featuring the missing kiss we've all seen the photos of

Rose's Place [david/patrick, T, 7,492] by fairmanor

None of them had really intended this to happen, nor did they anticipate it. To David’s relief, the news of their staying here never did get too much further than those old message boards, but some miscommunication down the line had everyone assuming that the motel was a place for longterm stay. Stevie would have corrected it if David hadn’t refused to let her. An AU where the motel sort of turns into a hostel, and Patrick decides to stay there instead of living with Ray.

soft on the inside [david/patrick, M, 1,206] by @blackandwhiteandrose

David twitched a little on a particularly slow brush of fingertips, “That tickles.” “Sorry?” Patrick glanced up, clearly unapologetic. “Why there? I can think of many places those fingers are better put to use,” David told him. OR Patrick discovers his new favorite part of David's body.

The Suit [david/patrick, T, 1,275] by @steviestoospooky

David and Patrick are getting ready to walk the red carpet for the Sunrise Bay premier in L.A. Patrick sees David in his suit for the first time and has feelings Written in response to Dan Levy's lewk from the Critics' Choice Awards

Where all my thoughts go hiding [david/patrick, E, 2,340] by @kiwiana-writes

“Such a gorgeous gift for me in such plain packaging.” David’s voice is low and reverent, no hint of the teasing that’s sure to accompany the loud crack of his hand on Patrick’s ass, but still. Something about the word plain makes Patrick squirm. And, well. He’s never pretended not to be a competitive little shit.

2022

(not) all business [david/patrick, G, 470] by @filet-o-feelings

Patrick is basically the walking definition of all business. Which is why David is taken aback when he starts to feel something about him. Some very non-business related feelings.

can't avoid the sun [david/patrick, G, 532] by @filet-o-feelings

Patrick Brewer never thought the brightest light would come from the darkest places, but here he is bearing witness to it.

don’t have many good reasons to leave my room (i did most things to get to you) [rachel/twyla, T, 462] by @turningtimeinthetardis

Alexis’ new city never sleeps, so she doesn’t, either, and replacing a dream with distractions couldn’t be easier.

I like the me that I am with him [david/patrick, T, 3,226] by @blackandwhiteandrose

Patrick's been up since (before) five, thinkin' about... stuff. * * He’s been awake since somewhere around 3:30, and he’s not even sure when he fell asleep - he distinctly remembers seeing 2:13 am on the clock. Because he couldn’t stop touching his lips and smiling. Because David had kissed him. Because he could barely contain the hope and ecstatic joy buzzing in his veins, and it’s more than he’s ever felt in the entirety of his almost-30 years. Because today is the first day of the rest of his life.

Paradise Found [david/patrick, M, 5,013] by @chelle-68

Yet, through it all, over the years, David and Patrick have been steady. They’ve always had each other’s backs. They’ve barely had an argument outside their gentle teasing and easy banter. Now here they were, 18 years old, almost high school graduates, dealing with their first real falling out. All because Patrick doesn’t know what the hell he’s doing. Patrick discovers something about himself with the help of his best friend and a Meatloaf song.

the earth is moving, but i can't feel the ground [david/patrick, T, 846] by @simplymarleycat

After dropping David off at the motel (and the most amazing, incredible, life changing kiss), Patrick isn't ready to go home yet, opting for a drive to sort through all these feelings.

2023

Ink [david/patrick, G, 100] by @sspaz1000

Patrick takes up journaling after David asks for space.

2024

Disabled [david/patrick, G, 1,587] by Rose_Bud_Boy

A frustrating day at Rose Apothecary causes a tic attack, forcing Patrick to ask David to drive him home. While waiting, guilt swirls in his stomach over thoughts of inadequacy.

Stats:

No fanworks for 2017 2018: 1 fic/848 words 2019: 5 fics/7,766 words 2020: 3 fics/6,123 words 2021: 8 fics/15,756 words 2022: 6 fics/10,549 words 2023: 1 fic/100 words 2024: 1 fic/1,587 words Total: 25 fics/42,729 words

[cometcrystal]

my fav mh trinkets

i was originally gonna call this "accessories" but that didnt really fit. im only counting things that aren't Part Of the Outfit. like a headband or sunglasses wouldn't count, but the purse does. anything On The Doll doesn't count.

gloom beach frankie's purse. i've always liked it idk. the jumper cable handles are really cute and clever

gloom beach cleo's fan. its very dainty and pretty. A+ doll accessory

school's out cleo's purse. first of all it's a treat whenever things use actual fabric. second, just look at it. the cunt slayage

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dead tired robecca's little gramophone speaker. its so cutie...

dead tired ghoulia's brain puffs. hell. fucking. yes.

classroom lagoona's frog. this thing is awesome basically.

classroom cleo and ghoulia's flasks + tube thing. i think this has a specific name but i cannot remember it. anyway this is awesome.

these key things that came with the sweet 1600 dolls. i love nothing more than having a Key

art class draculaura's self portrait. look at her go!!

art class robecca's Little Guy. do i need to explain this. i love it when dolls come with a little guy

swim class robecca's purse. i really like the color and general vibes of this one

power ghouls clawdeen's shield. she was my fav out of this line and thats 80% because of this sick ass shield. shes so cool

scaris catrine's purse. as much as i dislike catrine on principle i will admit i love this purse a lot

scaris clawdeen's suitcase. this is a bad picture but i love all the suitcases in this line and this is my fav one

river's staff. having a grim reaper character with visible bones is already SO cool but the staff completes the lewk....

gloom and bloom cleo's purse. sooo beautiful. everything about this doll is perfect. god

school club fashion pack ghoulia's deadfast action figure. i love this thing. i dont own one irl but we should have gotten more action figure/mini doll accessories

ghoul fair scarah's slime bucket. i can't explain my poetry often. i love that there is a doll with a nickelodeon slime bucket. that's all

g2 how do you boo frankie's bike. this is just a straight up bike. so cool....

dance the fright away deuce's mask. literally the funniest possible way they could have given him sunglasses. he's such a loser i love him

dance the fright away moanica's mask. literally useless. fashion over function. obsessed

music class cleo's harp. i love how it looks like teeth!! very monstery and fun

party ghouls rochelle's this thing. is it a purse?? is it a friend??? idk i love it

monster family pharrah's board game. this is just a better version of the board game that deuce and gil 2 pack came with. i fucking love this thing for real

core refresh frankie's Everything. yeah im counting everything

core refresh draculaura's spell book. i'm too lazy to get a picture but you can open it up and theres writing inside. i LOVE tiny details so much. i love tiny books with real things in them

core refresh cleo's scroll thing + heart. g3 has REALLY good trinkets. idk what the scroll is for but as i said i love tiny details. and her HEART.....HER HEART!!!

faboolous pets cleo's hissette. i haven't been counting the pets but im making an exception for her because she is built for cleo to hold in her arms <3 i love you hissette

fearbook draculaura's script. i will reiterate. i love tiny details and tiny books with real things. so basically this is awesome.

monster fest cleo's purse. THIS THING IS GORGEOUSSSS. it's so big and beautiful. it might be like top 5 fav mh purses of all time for me honestly. 5 stars

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juliamat: One year ago today we were kicking off our CAMP DRULIA wedding weekend, and I can taste the s’mores and giggles like it was yesterday🥲🏕️. Here are some moments from the Friday night talent show hosted by @ sydawg and @ joelwaggoner - two of my hilarious and dearest pals who had never met, yet managed to coordinate matching bedazzled denim lewks and host the most joyful and insane show full of surprises and love and happy tears. There were songs, stories, magic tricks, two performances of the court scene from My Cousin Vinny, our families surprising us with an original group poem, college memories, singalongs, prizes, and so much more— in these slides you will see 1) Joel and Sydney performing their meticulously rehearsed Hot Honey Rag 2) DRULIA performed by @ darrencriss @ miavoncriss @ philipsparkle @ iamreedcampbell 3) Joel and myself improvising what we thought might be the title song of Sondheim’s “Here We Are” without knowing anything about it 4) @ sarabareilles gifting us with the most beautiful rendition of “Can’t Help Falling In Love” that Drew and I will weep about for the rest of our lives. The night ended with everyone rushing the stage and scream-singing Wonderwall because what better way to end the show than to say “anyway, here’s wonderwall—“, and I could not sleep that night because I had pure joy shooting out of my heart and eyeballs. Hey @ drewgehling I’m really glad we got married and I think we should find more excuses to go to summer camp with our friends. Happy Anniversary tomorrow ❤️ 9•15•23 📸 @ karenobrist @ thesistersofcedarlakes @ mrjasonmitchell

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Moar sketches!!!

Apparently I only have the confidence to post these at like 1am

But anyway! I'm going to try a slightly different layout and see which one I like better.

So without further ado,

Picture 1!

This is a "post workout" picture of Valerie. Somehow, her hair remains perfectly slicked down even after working up a sweat. How does she do it? And a little bonus Dan I added for fun later.

Picture 2!

This one of my top three favorite drawings of Valerie that I've ever done. I have a vendetta against canon fucking up my girls hair in TUE (more on that at a layer date) and have made it my personal mission to make sure my girl eats. Every. Goddamn. Lewk. TF. Down. And i think she looks very pretty here. I dont have a very good graps of dynamic expressions yet but I really like how her features came out here. This is the most accurate to how she looks in my head (barring hairstyles which i change with my mood).

Picture 3! (Height comparison ref)

So the Dan sketch in this kne was actually done by my sister after several anatomical disproportionate attempts by me. The canon height chart actually has Dan being shorter than Vlad and like?? No? That makes no sense?? How is this boy half Plasmius with his Actual Dad being a Giant and end up shorter than both??? No??? Anyway if you look at the line up of the kids Valerie is actually the second shortest in the group (a distant second from Dani) so i played in that space and landed on "Woman who is a 5'3" stick of Dynamite and her Absolute Unit of a boyfriend" but the heights are subject to change based on what i think is funny.

Picture 4!

An ill advised attempt at realism and though it didn't turn out that great, i feel like i learned a lot through the process. This image is actually from a scene from my multichapter fic that i havent written yet.

Pictures 5 & 6

Incomplete sketches of Valerie one of a dynamic mid action pose where she's just popped up from behind cover to take aim. And another where i was thinking of doing a redesign of her suit, i was trying to go for a "winged Valkyrie" motif (get it? Like Val-imma stop) I do want to eventually come back to finish these, but we'll see.

Pictures 7 & 8

As previously stated, i have a vendetta to draw Valerie with every hairstyle under the sun, so we have her rocking a cute taper cut in a silk evening dress. And then we have a bit of expression practice with a curly fro and beach waves.

Full Page!

I like doing my little info dumps per picture but if y'all prefer to just have me put them in a collection and give an overview I will take it into consideration (tho ultimately I will do whatever i want)

Edit: i almost forgot my boi! Have a Bonus Dan for luck!

Sketch dump 2/?