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blouisparadise · 2 years ago

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Upon request, today we have a rec list of bottom Louis fics that feature DILF Harry. If you enjoy our rec lists, please be sure to like and reblog this post to help spread the word. Happy reading!

1) You Make My Heart Beat Like The Rain | Explicit | 6611 words | Sequel 1 | Sequel 2

"You're stunning, eh?" Harry whispers, his Canadian accent thick with lust. It usually slips out when he gets horny because he knows it turns Louis on. Harry presses his lips into the curve of his neck. His hot breath makes Louis shiver. He opens his eyes and sees Harry's bigger, tattooed arms wrapped around him, completely engulfing his smaller frame—and, fuck, maybe he is up for it.

Why does his boyfriend have to be such a fucking DILF? He blames it on a twitter thread he read a few weeks ago.

2) Coldest With The Kiss, Nice With The Cream | Mature | 11136 words

Louis has a thing for older guys, no one knows why but he just does.

Harry is a lonely dad.

And oh, Damien loves yellow a little too much.

3) Give So Much (Not Enough) | Mature | 24610 words

“For my little lion,” Louis slid the smoothie bowl in front of Oscar, letting him dig in with his little hands. “And for daddy.”

He didn’t process the bowl in front of him, the push across the table causing a raspberry to roll off and fall on his lap, because Louis calling himself mummy may make him feel all sorts of mushy emotions, but Louis addressing Harry as daddy was suddenly having a very different effect on him. Since when did Louis saying daddy out loud render him speechless?

“Daddy’s still sleepy, but we’re up bright and early right Ossie?” Louis’ cooing shook him out of his daze. The man coughed, picking the raspberry off his lap and swallowing it with unintentional, and very unnecessary, eye contact with Louis. “Well, is it better than your protein smoothies and why?”

Harry chuckled, spooning another heap of the strawberry banana goodness into his mouth, “Way better sweetheart.”

4) My End And My Beginning | Explicit | 24749 words

When Louis starts as an intern at a new company, he becomes particularly fond of the boss’ five children. And maybe the boss himself as well.

5) I’ll Find A Home Inside Your Heart | Explicit | 25808 words

In awe Louis stared up at him, his eyes wide and his lips parted. “I don’t usually make it a habit to go on dates with my clients,” he breathed.

Harry grinned, his touch light as he carefully swept a strand of hair out of Louis’ eyes. “Make an exception for me?” He asked cheekily, chuckling when Louis rolled his eyes.

“Well, since you asked so nicely,” Louis snorted and let Harry link their fingers together where they rested on the countertop. Finally, a shy smile crept onto those pretty pink lips of his and with his hands on his hips, Louis jut his chin out. “Are you gonna kiss me or what?”

Of course, Harry didn’t need to be asked twice.

6) Sedative Duty. | Explicit | 46588 words

Pop-star of the moment Louis Tomlinson is on his third-world tour. He decides to hire renowned professional dominant Harry Styles to unwind while on the road. In an effort not to raise suspicion by the crew, fans, and press, Harry pretends to be his bodyguard. He ends up being far more than that.

7) Somebody To Love | Explicit | 51471 words

A hesitant fist hovers, ready to knock on the hard surface, when suddenly the door swings open revealing a small child with a huge smile plastered on her face.

“You’re here, finally!” She beams up at him, haphazardly brushing her orange hair away from her eyes.

He can’t help but let a grin fill his face at her anticipation. Bunching his pants at his ankles, he crouches down to her level. “You must be Margret.”

“Actually, only my daddy calls me that when I’m in trouble,” she explains with an assertive tone. “So you can call me Margo.”

“Well, Margo, it’s nice to meet you. I’m Louis.”

8) This Is How You Fall In Love | Explicit | 53538 words

When Harry Styles' 16 year old daughter dragged him along to see her favourite artist, Louis Tomlinson, in concert, the last thing he had expected was to be invited backstage. Unaware his life was about to change forever.

9) The Bachelor | Explicit | 53953 words

“Don’t tell me, you’re Lola,” Louis pointed at the little girl and she crowded her father’s leg shyly, sticking her thumb in her mouth.

Harry chuckled lightly and cupped the back of her head with a large palm, his calloused hands catching the fine strands of her hair.

“She’s shy,” Harry told him. “Plus you swore mighty loud…M'Harry by the way,” he stuck his free hand forward, his diction belying his way of life- slow and casual.

The somewhat dainty-looking loud-mouth flicked a look to his hand, then back to his face. Harry waited patiently for him to take it.

“Louis,” he finally shared, clasping Harry’s hand with his smaller one and giving it a gentle squeeze, placing his other over the top of both of theirs. “Tomlinson,” he added. “I’m your personal assistant,” he added.

10) Ever I Saw | Explicit | 58342 words

Daisy Road Ranch. A place for those in need to receive the help they deserve, even when they may not believe it. A place where they don’t have to fear what, or whom they left behind. A place where they can find themselves, or find a different way of coping with their issues. Daisy Road Ranch. A therapy ranch for those who’ve been abused.

Louis needs to find himself again. Harry wants to help. Can they find their way?

Check out our other fic rec lists by category here and by title here.

#bottom louis #top harry #larry #fic recs #blp fic recs #dilf harry

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luckypies · 4 months ago

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Another one hehehe

Hiiiiiii yallllll I'm back on my bullshitttttt so uhhhh ehem

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MAJOR CONTENT WARNINGS FOR THE FOLLOWING THREAD FOR MENTIONS OF DISMEMBERMENT, PISS, GORE AND OTHER SUCH STUFF!!!!!! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED AND PLEASE SCROLL IF YOU ARNT IN THE RIGHT HEADSPACE

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Lust bringing a disheveled and sobbing Cross to Sci to "make him better" because his new toy keeps poking his skull where he shouldn't and found his stash of "toys" so it's only right that he gets taught a lesson! Cross tries to fight back and uses what little strength he can muster to fight against being put under, but after a struggle Sci splashes some mystery liquid in Cross's face which distracts him long enough to be bound to the table for his operation. "Since you've put up a fight with us both you now get the luxury of feeling *exactly* what's going to happen to you!" Cross's eyelights shrink at the horrid grin that's displayed on Lust's skull "maybe this'll teach you to not snoop where you shouldn't, though I won't let you be *just* like my lovely toys *sans* you get to keep most of your limbs" Cross shutters at the use of his long forgotten name as he sees Sci move out of the corner of his sockets, something shiny flashes into view as sci kisses Lust. "So sweetness what exactly do you want me to do with this disrespectful whore? And more importantly can I use this?" A small hand saw comes into Cross's view as he begins to shake rapidly looking between the duo as he starts sobbing and begging between wet gasps as he all tries to struggle out of his tight binds. "Uhhggrr, hold on Lusty we can't talk in this condition" Sci puts the saw down carefully on a towel covered table as he goes behind Cross to pick up something that sounds metallic, as Cross throws to process what he's hearing, Sci has already put whatever contraption over his mouth effectively cutting off any noise he makes. Nothing but muffled pleads can be heard. "Ehem now that *that* is taken care of, Lust, my lovely gumdrop, may I ask if I can use old reliable of whichever part of your choosing baby?" Any other context across might have thought Sci's sweet words and affection towards Lust would've been cute, but the way he was waving that saw made Cross want to throw up. "Hmmmmm how sharp did you make it this time dear?" Lust asks as he nuzzled into Sci. "Eh haven't gotten around to it, but definitely enough to teach this whore a lesson it'll never forget" Sci points the saw at cross as the most malicious smile creeps on his face. "Either way which limb like arm or leg, wanna know how I need to position it and all sweetie~ gotta give you the best show and all!" "Hmmmmm do his both arms right at the forearm, want to make sure if it disrespects me again there's more than enough left to play with hehehe~" the combination of Lust's laugh and how casually he talks about rendering Cross armless makes him hyperventilate as his bowels releas a stream of quickly cooling piss which makes the duo scowl daggers into him. "And now the whore pissed itself like a useless bitch just great, we'll hope you like stewing in your own piss because no way am I cleaning that up" Sci's words ring in Cross's skull as he faintly wonders how bad he's fucked up now because of his accident. Stuck in his head he doesn't realize that both Sci and Lust have gotten closer to him, or the fact that extra restraints have been placed on both of his arms. What snaps him out is the feeling of Sci's saw being placed on his bone

#lucky rambles #lust sans #cross sans #science sans #READ THE TAGS AGAINNNNNNNN #PLEASEEEEEE #LMAO #undertale au

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so-i-grudgingly-joined-this-site · 1 year ago

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Just sliding in here cause I am bored and basically ate through your sandman meta tag

Hot take: judging fictional characters in fictional circumstances that don’t even resemble our own society is a really wild concept.

Judging the endless from a human point is totally moot cause you know, they aren’t in the end mortal humans living in this age and time.

Especially since each Endless function represents both sides of the coin. Destiny is purpose but also can be restraining. Death can be violent but also can be a mercy. Dream includes hope but also our fears. Destruction well destroys but it is necessary to the process of creation. Without Despair, joy would be like light without the existence of shadows. Desire can be sweet but also end in obsession. Delirium is chaos, but often the best things come from it.

Humanity needs both sides.

They are their aspect, their domain. So it is in their nature, their duty to fulfill both. If they would only do the things we deem as good, they would fail in what they are.

It’s a bit like with the turtle and the scorpion where the turtle let the scorpion on it’s back to cross the river safely but the scorpion stings the turtle and when the turtle asked why the Scorpion said „It is in my nature“

Are some of Dreams choices bad? Totally from a human point. But then again all our choices are based on our expected consequences by society or faith. The endless are barely a real family, they don’t answer to each other, their parents eh parenting was ��we fucked you exist now so good luck with that“. The endless are prayed to as gods in nearly every iteration of polytheistic pantheons, they inspire faith, but there is a reason why there is a distinction between the endless and gods as well.

The only thing they know has some consequence is that you should not kill family blood but even then, the consequence is not really one cause they can’t even die through the other gods as long as their function is needed. There will always be a new them until the very very very last moment of existence.

That last bit about the one thing with consequence being spilling family blood... what's really interesting is that I just read in The Sandman Companion that the "one rule" for the Endless was intended to be "Do not love mortals." And even then, it runs like the Jedi code where literally everything else--including sex or even rape--is totally okay provided there's no feelings involved. Which is utterly bizarre, because it renders the rule basically useless. If the rules are to prevent the Endless from harming each other, or harming the mortals, then why is there no consequence to it???

I SUSPECT the "killing a family member" deal might have more consequence if one Endless directly killed another. Lyta only goes free because Daniel-Dream specifically pardons her, and it's mentioned that Despair 1.0's killer is suffering for all eternity in some undisclosed way. So it is possible there would be a consequence for one Endless directly killing another, we just have no idea. Sure the murdered one's function would just reincarnate, but the murderer might have something happen to them or have their function changed somehow.

And as for the rest of it: yes, the Endless are incredibly alien to us, they're far removed from humanity and even gods, and their upbringing was incredibly shitty, so it would be odd to expect them to act morally according to our standards. The authorial intent was probably to capture the idea of some beings on a completely different level than even traditional ideas of gods/the divine. BUT how they are presented to an out-of-universe audience as part of a constructed work matters. Usually when I discuss the morality of Dream's actions I try not to make it about whether or not he himself is necessarily "good" or "bad" on some modern morality scale, but more how we're intended to think about him as a character. Especially since the series culminates in his death. Are we supposed to be cheering like the end of Return of the Jedi, or are we supposed to be mourning him too? Both?

#asks #asks answered #the sandman meta #the endless #escharis

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beautifulpersonpeach · 2 years ago

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BPP have you heard the news about Baekhyun EXO suing SM for not paying him and trying to get him into an 18 year contract????????!!! Day XXXXX of SM being a shithole of a company like they keep proving that Hybe dodged a bullet not being able to acquire them 🤣🤣🤣 but fr theirr really fumbling the bag so bad like im not even an sm stan or a stan of any sm groups but i feel really bad for all of them!!!! If there ever was a villain it would be an sm bec of their ultra evil corp practices!!!! Capitalist business will always be evil but SM bar is so low atp. Do you think sm will be able to survive in the long term???

Ask 2: PART4 OF THE SM DRAMA BPPP Lmfaooooooooo. It's hilarious to me how kpopies are acting brand new about SM's abuse of their idols. Didn't you say SM holds the record as the most abusive agency in existence? And SM stans just pretended like HYBE is the worst thing known to man when Bang PD was apologizing to SM idols while Chris Lee was coercing Pink Bloods to not side with HYBE. No wonder SM stans project their narratives on Hybe artists all the time. It's envy and jealousy and some kind of self delusion prolly eh? I feel bad for CBX but at least they're standing up for themselves.

Ask 3: i always saw the sense in hybe buying sm. the idols are great and would florish with the kind of artistic freedom and high payments hybe offers their artists. hybe kept talking about changing the company culture and better management framework. but sm stans were so against it to the point they looked irrational and that's when i fully understood their hatred for hybe and anything connected to bts. i mean why would they say no to better pay and better contracts and accept their favs getting mistreated under sm? after the latest chen baekhyun lawsuit, i can't help but feel sad this industry is beyond saving and the fans are directly responsible for why.

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Hi Anon(s),

Anon in ask 2, there's really no need for the tone you're taking in that ask. I understand the schadenfreude, but it's frankly not necessary, especially considering it's the artists who have the most to lose in this scenario.

Like I said during the HYBE/SM/Kakao drama, I personally would have advised HYBE to not acquire SM because there are fundamental cultural differences in how both companies are run, as well as significant intangible costs that would render the financial benefits moot. Also, HYBE underestimated the extent of animosity SM stans have to anything related to BTS. Can you imagine if that acquisition happened and this lawsuit story came out? Who do you think would be the scapegoat dragged to hell and back for SM's decades-long history of abuse, slavery, and neglect?

JYPE is a much better acquisition target for HYBE as it's easier to realize accretive synergies, they're closer in company culture, and the company is significantly better run than SM. The only issue is JYPE would be more expensive to acquire than SM. If you recall, I said SME remains the cheapest of the Big3 companies to buy, and so the returns HYBE would realize from that target would dwarf the others in the near-term, but over time would normalize to zero.

And so,

I was incredibly relieved when Bang PD pulled back from pursuing that acquisition, and felt kinda vindicated when he cited some intangible/indirect costs as reasons for pulling back. Because I'm sure whatever he saw the longer the process dragged on, the more he realized the rot in that company just runs too deep.

Fans of SM groups make up a majority of the whole k-pop fandom, and so a lot of narratives, behaviours, and beliefs that permeate k-pop, come directly from SM stans which as I've said before, is directly fostered and structurally supported by the company itself and has developed over literal decades. When you see people decry mistreatment of their idols and what not, it's because that is what they know. They've seen this shit before, but they've been forced to rationalize it in a way that absolves them of guilt for paying the salaries of the executives they've seen their own idols cry in court about being abused from.

The sad thing though, is that the company has successfully conditioned many of the fans to downplay, ignore, or accept what has been plain to see for decades. It's been common knowledge for years that SM uses a loophole to bypass the legal contract lengths and I've talked about this before. When Jessica Jung wrote a whole book about the extent of abuse in SM, it was Exols, Shawols, MeUs, and other SM stans going after anyone who talked about it and called her a liar, and rather claimed the abuse is happening under other agencies instead (they're not entirely wrong but it's more complicated than that). This sort of thing has happened more times than I can count.

And so it goes, until the SM idols inevitably file a lawsuit, which has happened every 2 - 3 years for the last two decades, and the fans are forced to confront the reality that they're funding what essentially amounts to an enslavement empire run by an unrepentant group of despots.

The competitive environment in k-pop causes them to redirect that anger and they project it on everyone else, the most accepted target being BigHit/HYBE and HYBE groups - despite having zero proof for anything of the sort happening in BigHit. The industry is notoriously cut throat and no company in this industry, both in Korea and internationally, is blameless, including HYBE, but like I've said before, there's levels to this shit. And again, SM is the absolute worst of the bunch.

I often see what people here call mistreatment under BigHit, and choose to keep my mouth shut because a lot of those claims pale in comparison to the rest of the industry to the point it sounds like first world problems. I mean, so much worse is the baseline in this habitat. Also, I trust that the idols themselves who have more information that any of us do, to ultimately stand up for themselves. BTS basically proved this in 2018 and 2019 when they showed they have independent legal representation separate from HYBE, a protocol that HYBE actually encourages for their artists (contrast that with SM's statement of "outside forces" lol), and that any incidence of discord or lawsuits from BTS so far have been proven false. The idols can stand up for themselves and always do, and that's what we're seeing with Chen, Xiumin, and Baekhyun. I wish them luck, and this time around, it seems the fans are taking their side rather than demonizing them as happened with Jessica.

But given the years of conditioning SM has done, this won't be the last time we see something like this from that company. The fact that every 2 - 3 years they're taken to court by their idols for the very same thing and nothing ever changes, and the fans continue funding the machine perpetuating so much abuse, doesn't give me much hope.

For newer fans it can be interesting to see things I've alluded to in the past happen in real time, so let's see how it all plays out. I'm personally hoping that this time around, I'm very wrong in what I think the conclusion of this fiasco will be.

#kpop #sm entertainment #hybe #bighit #kpop industry #fandom behaviour #bts #exo #fandom discourse

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gophergal · 1 year ago

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For the artist asks: 5, 13, 23, 16 and 24? :3

5. Anything you haven’t drawn yet but want to?

I have this thing I call The List in my sketchbook that I keep adding more crap to draw to. So. Yeah a lot of things. For example, a sequel to my "comfort character" drawing (the one with Medic, Sub-Zero, and Michael Myers in the car) but it's just the other halves of my otps (in this case Heavy Weapons Guy, Scorpion, and Jason Voorhees) begrudgingly hanging out because their menfolk are out raising hell and they're waiting on them.

13. Show your favourite drawing from last year

Oh that's so fucking hard to choose. Uhhh. I'm gonna show multiple because I can.

These two are my favorites I did for class, From The Garden and Body(Flesh Prison)

This is my favorite original fun drawing (Fettuccini the Good Noodle is my ttrpg character Korn Kenny's pet giant eel)

Then my two favorite fandom pieces. In which I fed the lesbians and acquired a new ship that has consumed my brain, respectively

16. What’s the most daunting part of your process? Ex, planning, sketching, lineart, rendering etc

Lineart my fucking BELOATHED. Unless I'm in a flow state, it's hellish. Absolutely feels like dragging myself through barbed wire and broken glass

23. Do you listen to music or watch shows while you work? If so, what’s your favourite?

Usually, I listen to podcasts or video essays. Podcasts: it's usually Distractible. Because I'm basic. Video essays: I like anything that goes in depth about media analysis.

24. How do you deal with artblock?

Smack my head against the desk and power through with a prompt or something. Harder to do during the semester since I also have class work that takes priority over fun stuff, but eh it is what it is. I just try not to let art block win by being stubborn.

[ARTIST ASKS]

#gopher rambles #ask game #artist asks #thanks for the ask kitty :3

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cisthehuman · 9 months ago

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Cis Rambles: Lunar's Design Rules pt 1

I've said this a couple posts before, but one thing I'm working on is a second (and third and fourth) outfit for Lunar! However, I really want to put some thought behind it so I wanted to dedicate some rambles on different elements of her second outfit (and beyond). Please enjoy!

In terms of thinking of different designs for Lunar, I've already made some attempts before.

The one on the left was a very very early first pass. The right picture is when I sat down and was like "Cis let's try a bit harder for your streaming child". Both were done when Lunar still had her old design. Below you can see I changed the sixth one because I didn't like it.

The first time I was planning outfits, I was still planning on making the pngtubers myself, make an overlay to go with them myself, and even a corresponding intro track. Somehow I didn't think this was ambitious and every streamer did this lol

However, I was following styles I liked. I was still following what Vtubers did when they got a new outfit--getting a new style that may or may not fit their character's personality. This is not a bad thing of course, but sometimes I've seen new outfits where they seem to follow more of the streamer's style than the style of the character. Again--not a bad thing just a little observation. All of the new outfits people get is really amazing since it takes time to design, fully render, and animate the new outfit.

For me personally, I couldn't really do that with Lunar. Maybe because I separate us so much, I felt a little weird in giving her my tastes if that makes sense. Obviously, I know Lunar isn't real, but her style isn't my style. So I decided to venture into what her style could be. I thought doing this would be important as character should be recognizable not just based on their face, but on their silhouettes as well.

So I decided on making some character rules if you will to help guide me in designing different elements of Lunar's new outfits. As I said before, this will focus on her hair!

After designing her 2.0 look, I was on a high of making a cool design that I just went wild with creating looks for Lunar.

We'll be seeing this picture in the next few posts about this, but for now let's focus on their hair.

Like last time, the main key element I kept was her hair color. Every thing else changed dramatically with each outfit. Some of them I don't mind (like #3), other's I'm kinda like eh it's missing something (like #2, #4,#5,#7) and some I'm like nooooo (#6).

When I realized these conflicting feelings, I had to think about what made me feel this way. Why did I think something was off? Her hair color is the same, everything is fine, right? And then it hit me--it didn't feel like her. I know I'm kinda repeating myself, but I'm just stressing how interesting the process is.

As I'm writing this, I'm still in the process of completing this fun little pic of Lunar. Again as I was working through this, I was thinking, why/how does this feel like Lunar and the other styles I gave her don't?

So I decided to closely look at her "default" design to see what made her hair look/feel like Lunar.

The key elements I noticed were the shapes in her hair. At the ends, I flicked them out, giving them a bit of a wild edge to them. Another key element are her little pigtails. As they are by her ears, they kinda provide her with another key element to fool with. I also noticed the shape of her bangs. I gave her different bangs before, but I realized I made them a bit too fluffy. I drew them almost using the same lines as her head. So to wrap up my musings, the three elements I noticed to keep in mind were:

Hair flicking out at the ends

Pigtails/upper element with hair

Thin bangs close to forehead

With this information I set to work on going through pinterest and finding some inspos.

Here are the first four! lol enjoy this rare look of Lunar without her glasses.

So let's chat a bit about some of the design choices I decided to do while exploring different hairs. I found inspiration pictures of different twintail wigs. Fun fact: a lot of my design inspiration comes from drag queen wigs.

As the twintails in Lunar's default design are a minor part of her hairstyle, I wanted them to major part of her hairstyle for this second outfit. I drew them much bigger and behind her ears for this reason. I forgot to color it in, but I also played with different accessories for them also! Another key thing I wanted to add for this second outfit was colored streaks or gradient to her hair. I tried coloring the secondary color as the main and it gradating out to her natural purple hair color but it looks strange and unrecognizable to me so I stuck with coloring her hair at the ends or adding streaks. I quite like what I did on the four one, as it plays with the upper element of her hair by just having one little sprout there. And there is a secondary color in the back of the hair (kinda like Stocking's hair in Panty and Stocking). I kinda like that one for a dark look.

Here are the other four!

For this set, I played around with shapes and texture. I quite like the first one to be honest. I think Lunar looks really cute with a curly textured hair. The pink also is very cute. The second one in the first row is also a fav because of the hair going outward horizontally versus vertically. I also think the green gives a really cool look too. Very skateboard chick. The two in the bottom row I also like but I feel I need to put back in my brain to cook more. I like the long pieces of fringe and the shapes of the twintails. I just feel like something is missing.

I'm sure you're wondering if I found a final hairstyle yet--and the answer is no lol.

But I did have fun exploring Lunar's style! I genuinely would like to have all of her outfits planned so then when I can commission the artist who does her png is available, I can just send them the file and not stress about not having anything. A stitch in time saves 9 as they say.

Either way, I'll see you next time as we go over Lunar's outfit exploration! I haven't started fully drawing out what's in my head, but I'm already very excited~

See youuuu neext timmeee~

#black artist #digital art #oc art #black artists on tumblr #digital artist #cis rambles #pngtuber

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jupitercl0uds · 1 year ago

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please for the love of god talk to me about fonts. please i’m so serious i need to get infodumped at about this

this is mostly technical stuff but then again i am obviously an artist so i might bring up more artsy stuff

also this is going off the top of my head so some aspects may be inaccurate!!! particularly the stuff about pre-digital fonts!!!

while fonts have kinda existed as long as writing, they really started to properly exist around the time of the printing press, in the 1400s. then, in the victorian era, they invented the typewriter. these obviously had plenty of benefits to society as a whole, but i'm kinda gonna just. overlook that. cause it doesnt really matter here.

while the printing press didn't really have 1 font, typewriters did have a standard font, as i'm sure youre aware. in america (and plenty of other countries), this was american typewriter, which you can still use today!

fun fact: there's a good change your favourite font predates digital fonts!!! some examples are times new roman, papyrus and (as i said earlier) american typewriter

in the 80s, paste up, a long tedious process where you would have to cut out and paste everything onto a grid by hand, was rendered obsolete, because of the growing use of home computers. 3 companies (apple, microsoft and adobe) play a giant role in everything because capitalism.

while apple was the most popular at first, you probably already know that microsoft would then dominate the market, offering alongside itself all those wonderful little microsoft office programs i know so well. all of these companies had a big design rivalry, and like most rivalries of that kind, they've definitely died down a bit by now. don't get me wrong, they're still competitors, so they're still gonna have their discrepancies, but microsoft and apple aren't design companies, so they're kinda just. eh.

they also had SO MANY BAD THINGS about them. did you know that arial shouldn't exist? oh and by the way, i HATE arial. its so ugly. its an eyesore. same with helvetica, though i think i prefer arial.

arial was created specifically to imitate the ever-successful helvetica, which is why the two fonts look so similar. you see, apple owned the rights to helvetica and microsoft wanted it for themself, so, they commissioned a very very similar font instead. i believe there was a legal issue over here in europe that never happened in the usa, because if you can create the same product in a different way in the usa, you can get the same patent. the same rule does not apply in the eu. there are differences between helvetica and arial, but they are predominantly in the way they're drawn. i dont have my graphic design program installed right now, so i cant give a good visual demonstration, but i'll try to explain.

basically, in vector graphics, there's always multiple ways to create the same image. for example, if i want to make a circle, i can use 4 rounded vertices or i could use 5 and still get the same image.

anyway, this is what microsoft did for the majority of the letters, with a few exceptions, such as capital G. also i believe the kerning and spacing is slightly different??? btw, kerning is like complicated spacing. it's specifically the space between 2 characters rather than the entire body of text.

then theres the file formats.

it's important to know the difference between bitmap and vector. if you draw, you're probably using bitmap, if you design, you're probably using vector. in adobe terms, photoshop is bitmap while illustrator is vector.

bitmap is typically easier and more standard for general images, for example when a vector image is exported as an image, all the most common image files (png, gif, jpg, hell even webp*) are bitmap.

*i hate webp files a lot.

however, vector can give you a more crisp image in a more lightweight manor. whats more, no matter how large you make your bitmap image, when you zoom in enough, you will eventually start to see the pixels. that isn't the case for vector graphics, because it specifically stores the instructions for how to make an image rather than the actual image itself.

so, when everyone's been using bitmap fonts and then suddenly adobe come out with these amazing new otf files, which use vector over bitmap, everyone wants in. the main issue?

what is always adobe's biggest problem? that's right,

CORPORATE GREED 🎉🎉🎉

adobe paywalled otf files, so what did apple and microsoft do? apple created ttf files, which is basically the same thing as an otf file, and also gave them to microsoft for completely free. this then pressured adobe into releasing otf files to the public, too. funnily enough, while both file formats are commonly used, it's probably more likely that you use TTF files in your everyday life.

while i have more to say (because i ALWAYS have more to say), that's all i can at the moment. as i said, fonts have a very rich history and that's only the tip of the iceberg!!!

#spouting to the void #fonts #god bless my autism

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etiennekissborlase · 2 years ago

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Bitcoin Mining Difficulty Skyrockets Demonstrating Network Strength

Bitcoin Mining Difficulty Skyrockets, Demonstrating Network Strength https://bitcoinist.com/bitcoin-mining-difficulty-skyrockets/ The most recent Bitcoin mining difficulty development has generated a lot of buzz in the cryptocurrency community. According to the most recent information made accessible by BTC.com, mining Bitcoin is now more challenging. This modification increased the difficulty of mining Bitcoin by 1.72%, pushing it up to a record-high of 48.7T. The digital currency has reached an important milestone today after experiencing a lot of volatility over the past few months. Despite the current negative market, the average Bitcoin network hashrate hit a new high of 348.6 EH/s at the same time that mining difficulty is increasing. This implies that more miners are entering the network, which is encouraging for Bitcoin’s stability and long-term health. It is noteworthy that the mining difficulty of Bitcoin has varied significantly over the previous year, starting with 29.79T on April 27, 2022, and reaching the aforementioned record high on April 20, 2023. Mining Difficulty Level Up In Last 12 Months The mining difficulty has significantly increased during the last year, rising by 64%. It’s interesting to note that the majority of the changes made in the last year have led to a rise in mining difficulty. There have only been five occasions when mining has been less challenging. This suggests that the network is becoming more secure because successful assaults now need more processing power. How difficult it is for miners to find a valid hash for a block of transactions is indicated by the mining difficulty. It adapts to keep a regular block time of roughly 10 minutes every two weeks, or every 2,016 blocks. What Is Bitcoin Mining Difficulty? Bitcoin mining difficulty is the degree of difficulty in solving the mathematical equations required to mine new blocks and validate transactions on the Bitcoin blockchain network. To maintain an average block discovery time of 10 minutes as more miners join the network, the difficulty level will increase as more miners join. The mining difficulty is adjusted approximately every two weeks, or every 2016 blocks. The adjustment is dependent on the total network hashrate, which is the total computational power used by all network miners. If the hashrate increases, so does the difficulty of maintaining a constant block discovery time, and vice versa. In the early days of Bitcoin, mining difficulty was minimal, and it was possible to mine Bitcoin using a personal computer or a basic mining rig. However, as more people began mining and the network expanded, the difficulty increased considerably, making Bitcoin mining more difficult and costly. The record mining difficulty on the Bitcoin network is proof of the network’s tenacity and resiliency. It still attracts a wide range of miners and investors, which is encouraging for its long-term prospects. Bitcoin Mining Difficulty All-Time High The mining difficulty of Bitcoin reached an all-time high of 36 trillion in November of last year. Now that miners are turning off their computers in droves due to a severe bear market, however, it has dropped significantly from its all-time high. The combination of falling cryptocurrency prices and the introduction of more efficient mining hardware has rendered many miners unprofitable. Meanwhile, the network’s security will increase as more miners join, making it more challenging for bad actors to execute their plans. The overall cryptocurrency market will benefit from the rise in the crypto network’s average hashrate and Bitcoin mining difficulty. It proves that the network keeps getting stronger and more secure despite the industry’s turbulence and uncertainties. At the time of writing, Bitcoin was trading at $28,313, down 8% in the last seven days, data from CoinMarketCap shows. -Featured image from Inside Telecom via Bitcoinist.com https://bitcoinist.com April 21, 2023 at 07:43AM

#Bitcoinist.com

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zooterchet · 2 years ago

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Famous Tiger Amon Tricks (Reptile from Mortal Combat)

Tiger Amon, was an Egpytian warrior's bloodline, in antiquity, the blood of Nectaebus the Pharaoh, stolen into Eire by his daughter, Scotia.

If working into fatal apoxity, then immune, the term for neurotudinous breakdowns of the upper liver's contract tract in the lower brain (the serengitis, governing senses of "black" smells, the so-called racist gene, among whites, shared by African "doves", peacemakers besides the African South, run by Zulus; war-like barbarians, Gypsies, of Rome, long ago converts to the palethronen sect, suicide of mother's method to survive and resist exposure to cold, with prisons, our playplace; including me, especially after process listed above and below, in title and in tract).

The apoxitic, drops comatose in the sleep, unaware, medical tests resists, for the new few months, to medicate and treat the condition of being "brain dead", "ligament dumb", and "death row walking", a suicidal frenzy epitomized by rolling joints, in the arms and leaned muscles, depending on posture and bloodline.

Note, however, that the Amon gene, in the "North", Egypt's dove's narrows, is blended with Iberian Queen's blood, the swordwomen of the continent, also in the Congo, as Zemenese, the ultimate bloodline of black swordsmanship with her sister Scotia (Nectaebus, if you prefer the black kant, polite to use when of skin color other than mine).

Once "brain dead", the level exerrtion will nominally increaase, the victim unaware of the passage, and then it will move forward, into a worker's strain, maintained until dead, of frostbite neuron explosure, electric gaitlings in the upper brain, rendering a synapse cause, a loathed death in the sewer of the minds fantasies of children molesting, actually endronites, the own self as view of prior protected before brain hemorrhage occuring at hemotomia sleepfulness.

Famously, Ted Bundy had this condition, as do I.

We even have the same family Clan, otherwise from the O'Neill "Irish", "Scottish" falsely recognized as Bundy or myself's blood, the Ismaeli-Kurdlings, Hagar's children with Abraham, God's Chosen, immune to the shrimp deficiency keeping us out of the Tiger Amon line, in pregnancy; otherwise requiring shrimp, to birth, in the womb (or else viral hematomia, a plague outbreak, from harlyquin ichiotic babies - dragon's sperm, inward complexions, eyes, and mouth, upon birth, with dental 'fangs', the child's developing teeth from premature habitation in the womb, sick and crying until clenched and ground into 'nubs', shark's tombs).

God's Favorite, meanwhile, the harlyquin ichiotic danger; Sarah's child with Abraham, the Isocs, have the shrimp allergy desired by Scythians, the Eire's original inhabitants, in modern day Georgia. Since then, Ismael has gone to the winds, along with Cain, the Abrahamites, both sect held, and Abel, the Scythian. Satan, the Siberian man of the wilds, roams today as a number line of Polyander Native blood in calculation, south of Canada, mostly from United States' interbreeding with tribals of any color, especially non-Noble Siberians, the Russian Breeds Caste, such as Iowa, Cree, Algonquin, Mescalatoros, Huron, Iroquois Confederation, Cherokee, and Chippewa, the first being JFK Sr., the last being Adolf Hitler. Hitler, however, had the advantage, of being able to dominate through being anally penetrated, like any Chippewa; even with a strap-on cock, on their wife. The bonus for the false "top", is weight loss, body trim, and tone.

Ted Bundy, was Satan, with God's Chosen. It's a more common combination than you think, Reptile Fans.

I used to be Kano, never expected to work 13 hours on a liquor shift in a truck on wine, December 31st.

The other guy, not as lucky as me. Blamed on drinking alcohol. My lunch was ordered, "no sauce". Rhode Island cops, eh?

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blouisparadise · 3 years ago

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We previously had a very short mommy Louis fic rec list, but after many requests and several new fics were added, we decided to make this an official list. If you enjoy our rec lists, please be sure to like and reblog this post to help spread the word.

Happy reading!

1) I’ve Loved You Three Summers Now Honey, But I Want 'Em All | Mature | 4216 words

The restaurant was small and bright, soft colors filled the walls and tables and fairy lights hung from everywhere. From what Harry had read, the food wasn’t overly expensive but it was still comparable to what you would get at one of the more expensive places. If Harry could he would take Louis to the biggest most expensive and extravagant restaurants to do what he planned to tonight, but this would do.

After being led to their table Harry nervously tapped his jacket pocket, sighing in relief when he felt the small box still there. Tonight was the night. He couldn’t wait till it was time to surprise Louis with all the gifts he got for him. Then finally the big surprise.

2) Happy Mother’s Day | Teen & Up | 6474 words

It’s Mother’s Day in the Styles’ household. Cue lots of soft domestic fluff with mommy Louis, daddy Harry, and their little family.

3) You Make My Heart Beat Like The Rain | Explicit | 6611 words | Part 2 | Part 3

Why does his boyfriend have to be such a fucking DILF? He blames it on a twitter thread he read a few weeks ago.

4) Kiss Me On The Mouth And Set Me Free (But Please Don’t Bite) | Mature | 42074 words

Harry is the CEO of Flora Corp, Louis is his new secretary.

5) This Glass House | Mature | 43072 words

While deployed, Alpha Harry gets injured by an IED explosion, leaving him to deal with severe injuries in its devastating aftermath. During his road to acceptance and recovery he learns with the help of Louis and their children just how important family can be for the mind, body, and soul.

6) Pain Makes People Change | Mature | 113056 words

An organization called Canis Lupus existed solely for changing humans imprisoned in their wolf form back to their human form. Some people after experiencing some traumatic event can only ‘’protect’’ themselves from the pain by forgetting everything. To do that, to feel safe, they shift into their wolf form.

Which they'll be stuck in forever should no one intervene.

Louis Tomlison went through a traumatic experience at the age of twelve in which he lost his mother, to make the pain go away he shifted into a wolf and fled. He survived in the wild as a wolf for five years until Canis Lupis caught him... Though he wasn't alone, he had a pup at his side.

7) Cold Little Heart | 194780 words

Louis is a soft omega with an abusive past and an alpha child.

A few months after getting a divorce, Louis meets Harry, an ex-military alpha wolf that offers him something -odd.

In exchange for teaching him how to cook, Harry will babysit his son, Abraham

Louis really could use the help.

8) Give So Much (Not Enough) | Explicit | 24610 words

“For my little lion,” Louis slid the smoothie bowl in front of Oscar, letting him dig in with his little hands. “And for daddy.”

Harry chuckled, spooning another heap of the strawberry banana goodness into his mouth, “Way better sweetheart.”

9) Yours To Lose | Mature | 25742 words

Louis always gets distracted with his mummy duty and he eventually catches Harry's attention.

10) Starlight’s Crossing | Explicit | 30496 words

He can picture it so clearly, as he holds onto Louis’ sleeping body. How they’d go exploring every inch of the galaxy without a care in the world. He builds a fairytale future in his mind, one that includes marriage, kids, and growing old together. Even after such a short time together, Harry knows that he’d say yes to anything and everything this man ever asked for. He’d follow him to the ends of the galaxy if that’s what Louis wanted.

And that thought terrifies Harry.

11) I Really Fucking Hate You | Mature | 83328 words

Note: Be sure to read the tags and warnings thoroughly before reading.

Harry really fucking hates Louis. Louis really fucking hates Harry, kinda. Two boys from two separate Mafia’s are forced to meet somewhere in the middle. Louis is burdened with a child and Harry is burdened with Louis.

12) Strict | Not Rated | 108730 words | Full series

18 year old Louis has just taken the test that would pair him with the Dominant he was supposed to serve. Harry Styles is a 25 year old businessman and mega-millionaire, and very strict with everyone but his new Submissive, it appears. Through a whirlwind of moving in together, trying to please the paparazzi as well as each other, they fall even more in love. However, the one Harry wants to avoid most is the one thing that Louis wants...a baby. Lots and lots of babies.

13) Only You Can Be My Alpha | Mature | 196073 words

The one where Louis is banished from his tribe, and lands himself in Harry’s instead. The alluring Pack Alpha makes Louis question his nature and he doesn’t know how he feels about that. But you can’t fight destiny.

14) Queen Of Arizella | Explicit | 277919 words

Stealing from Royalty is punishable by death.

Louis starts over, doing his best to keep his hands at his sides but he is hungry and he tries stealing from the wrong Royal.

Harry is King of Arizella, he needs a Queen and who better than an omega on the run from death? Louis will learn to become the perfect Queen -the perfect fake Queen, but only for a few months.

A fake lover, a fake Queen, but a real bond.

Check out our other fic rec lists by category here and by title here.

#mommy louis #mpreg louis #bottom louis #top harry #larry #fic recs #blp fic recs #blp

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danses-with-dogmeat · 3 years ago

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could you do the “reaction to first time being shown affection” but with the new vegas/fo3 male companions as well?

Romanced! Male! FO3 Companions and the first time they’re shown soft forms of Affection

Here is some more fluff for all of you lovlies! Man, I love doing these sweet prompts so dang much 😅 Seriously, if there’s ANY characters you want to see for this that I haven’t done, please please please don’t hesitate to ask, cuz these reactions are just good for my soul (... or Sole, eh? Get it?).

Fallout New Vegas (M! Companions) reactions are also on the way for this prompt as well, and should be done soon!

Butch:

Lone's eyes fluttered open, taking in the sight of the darkened vault 101 bedroom as they stretched their legs from beneath the thin blanket with a small sigh. A blush spread to their face as they felt their partner stir beside them, repositioning himself onto his back, an arm thrown up over his head as a deep breath escaped his lips. They turned to get a better look at him, smiling slightly at how peaceful he looked. Eyes still closed, mouth dangling open slightly, hair tousled about every which way upon his head as it crushed into the pillow behind him. Lone just stared at him for a while, their heart beating insistently in their chest as they thought back on the events of their first night together… them and Butch… who would've thought?

They would have liked to pin it on the way he's changed over the years they've known him, because certainly ten-year-old Lone would have scrunched up their face in disgust at the idea of having a crush on the self-absorbed bully. But… truth is, Lone's always suspected that their feelings towards the fellow vault dweller had been more… complicated than simple hatred, or simple attraction. No, these feelings seemed to go deeper than that, even before, when they were kids and he would get on their nerves constantly, or in school when they were teens who frequently argued with each other, they knew there was something more at play between the pair, though they never would have admitted it at the time. Now though, they couldn't believe they had ever seen him any differently as they gazed tenderly at their partner through half-lidded eyes, filled to the brim with affection for the man that lay beside them.

Lone tentatively reached up a hand, not wanting to wake him, but needing to touch him. They brushed a lock of hair from his forehead, running their palm over the top of his head and smoothing down any stray strands that stuck out. Pausing their movements briefly, Lone brought themselves into a sitting position, keeping their side of the blankets up to cover their bare body as they scooted closer to him and reached their hands out towards his head again. Though his hair wasn't all that long, they rarely had the privilege of seeing it void of product, which often made it difficult to play with. Lone decided to take advantage of this instance. They took three separate strands between their fingers, crossing them over each other a few times before twisting the end, willing the little braid to hold its shape before moving to another section and doing the same. A smile spread on their lips as they carried on with their little movements, leaving a handful of tiny braids in the wake of their gentle hands as they continued listening to him snore softly below them.

As they grew less fond of the braided look, Lone smoothed each one out and began to thread their fingers upwards, giggling at their work as the entirety of his fawn-colored hair stood straight up over his slackened expression. Now if only I had dad's camera…

Their ability to stifle their laughter weakened, preventing them from suppressing the snort that escaped from them; the sound effectively jolting their companion awake.

"What the…?" He shook his head, attempting to expel his grogginess as he realized what had woken him.

"Why are you...? Wait, what happened? You laughin' at me?"

Lone nodded as another snort escaped them, Butch's confused expression now acting as the source of their second bout of giggling.

"Why? What happened?" He looked down quickly, trying to conceal any bare part of him that peeked through the thin Vault-Tec issued blanket. A panicked flush creeping up his cheeks as he tried to find the source of their amusement.

"No, no, it's nothing like that." They assured him, grabbing at his face with their hands to bring his attention back to their eyes, "Here."

Lone made a motion upwards, to try and smooth his hair down to a reasonable height, but Butch's own fingers followed, brushing the substantial mountain of silky locks that stood at attention atop his head before they could fix what they'd done. His eyes widened as he realized what Lone had been laughing at, shaking his head in an attempt to loosen the upright strands.

"Oh, you think that's funny, do ya?"

Lone smiled at him, shrugging as they prepared to answer him with some smart-ass remark, but he was upon them before they could utter a word. Their partner tackled them, pressing his lips to theirs as he forced them downwards against the mattress where he pinned their arms up over their head. When he had firmly secured their wrists in his grip, he released them from the kiss, now staring down at them smugly, a glint of triumph playing in his stormy blue eyes. Lone's heart beat raggedly in their chest as they breathlessly gazed up at their lover as he held them down. Though, to their surprise, he pulled further away from them and released his grip on their wrists, quickly bringing his hands down to their sensitive sides. He pinched his fingers slightly as he ran them over their ribcage, causing them to erupt into a fit of unbridled laughter, writhing underneath his cruel ministrations as he grinned wildly at them.

“How’s that for funny, huh, wise guy?”

Charon:

“Tell me something.” Lone stared up at the stars as they spoke, Charon’s stiff shoulder brushing their own as he lay beside them at the top of the parking structure, his shotgun still lying across his chest, held firmly in his grasp.

“What?” His gruff voice inquired. Lone couldn’t tell if he was being short with them because he was still unsure about spending the night at the top of the ruined concrete parking structure, or if it was because he genuinely didn’t understand their request, either way, they didn’t mind clarifying.

“Just, tell me something about yourself. You already know almost everything about me, and we’ve been together a few months now, and yet…” They trailed off, trying in vain to coax a proper response from their companion.

“What would you like to know?” Lone sighed softly, but smiled in spite of themself, shifting onto their side so they could look over at him. The ghoul was laying rigidly on his back, his eyes remained trained on the sky, as they had been since Lone suggested he quit keeping watch and just relax with them as they stargazed. Well, he stopped keeping watch, but I don’t think he ever got to the ‘relax’ part.

“Well… what do you want me to know about you?” They asked him, attempting to draw an answer from him without using a direct order. Ever since the two had become involved, Lone had felt uncomfortable with the idea of holding Charon's contract. Well, truth be told, they had always hated the idea of him being forced to obey their every whim and order because they held some torturous piece of paper, but now it felt especially immoral.

Silence fell over the pair as Charon struggled with Lone’s request, half of him wanting to abide by what they said and begin the process of opening up to the person he felt closest with, while the other half grappled with the phrasing of their question. The shadow of his officially void contract rendered his own preferences obsolete as the years of habit continued to keep him chained to the false comfort of his own complacency. He was never allowed to want before.

Lone gazed at him, noting the hard expression adorning his scarred face as the internal conflict raged between his temples. Charon’s pale blue eyes became obstructed as his brow furrowed, his jaw clenching as he ground his teeth in an effort to force his mouth to produce any words that could possibly provide an answer to Lone’s question.

The ghoul’s body shuddered as Lone extended their hand, sliding it over his chest before it came to rest atop one of his. They flexed their fingers, a suggestion to loosen his grip on the barrel of his shotgun, but he refused to budge. They kept the contact with him for a moment more, but as he showed no sign of yielding to their touch, they pulled away, rolling over onto their back once more.

Well, it was worth a try. Lone closed their eyes as their fatigue washed over them, remaining on the verge of consciousness as they awaited any response from their partner.

Instead of words, they felt a soft brush against their hand, and Lone peeked one eye open to witness the ghoul’s action as he pressed on, drawing his larger hand to rest over their own. Though the action was miniscule, Lone felt their breath catch in their throat as Charon slid his thumb over their skin soothingly. They hummed as a small grin graced their lips, shifting in his grasp so that they could entwine their fingers with his.

Lone’s expression dampened as they felt him pull away slightly, believing that perhaps they’d pushed their companion too far with their… official hand holding; but they were surprised as they felt his nails meet their wrist. He smoothed his fingertips up their arm slightly, before doubling back, capturing their hand fully in his own again. At that, Lone resumed their own comforting movements along his roughened skin. The ebb and flow of the pairs’ dancing hands seemed to coax something out of Charon, a sort of tenderness that Lone was otherwise unfamiliar with.

“I want… ” He started, and Lone held their breath, but continued running their fingers over his hand encouragingly.

“To tell you… it is no longer the contract that is binding me to you.” His movement against Lone ceased in his effort to continue speaking.

"At first, I did not think I would ever be able to separate myself from it. But now… the paper is obsolete. I'm loyal to you. I want you to know that."

Lone's heart leapt in their chest, as they felt tears of relief fill to the brims of their eyes. They couldn't say how long they'd been hoping to hear this from him, it was getting to the point that they thought they never would; that the dreadful scrap of parchment shackling Charon to his horrendous past would taint their relationship until the end of their days, but now…

A scarred finger brushed against Lone's cheek, capturing the tear that had escaped them in their moment of relieved contemplation. They turned their head, following his hand's retreat, and their eyes met his. A once stormy ocean now seemed to resemble a calm, pensive pool as he peered at them with a clarity he never thought he could have achieved.

Fawkes:

Lone’s eyebrows drew upwards as they gazed sympathetically at the mutant. Fawkes was hunched over, his head buried in his large hands as small grunts of frustration pushed their way through his overlapping fingers. He’d been having flashbacks all day long, the brief snippets of his time as a human tormenting him in their fragmented incompleteness.

“Fawkes?” They tested. Lone hadn’t been able to rouse him from his state of anguish since the pair had returned to their Megaton home. Three hours ago. They rose from their chair, moving to sit beside him on the couch. Thus far, they had let him be, believing that the memories he was struggling with would either come back to him fully, or slip away from his grasp altogether, as they usually did. But this time they appeared to be more insistent and less comprehensible, rendering their companion aggravated and exhausted, and leaving Lone feeling utterly useless.

As they settled beside him, they brought a hand up to rest on his broad shoulder, feeling the pulsing tenseness of his muscle as his heavy breathing forced his shoulders to rise and fall raggedly.

“Hey,” They said softly, “I know it’s hard, but you have to try and let it go.” Lone brought their hands up to grasp at his, gently pulling them away from his scrunched up face.

“That’s not you anymore. You’re Fawkes.” They told him, looking into his strained eyes, “You’re free now, free from the vault, free from who you used to be, and free to make your own choices. To be your own kind of person.” Slowly bringing their hands down towards his lap, they continued holding onto them tightly as they tried to bring him back to reality, tried to ground him back in the present.

“You’re my closest friend, Fawkes, no matter who you were, I love you now. For who you are.” Lone’s words seemed to finally draw his attention to them, his weary eyes softening at the sight of them, as the present world around him seemed to solidify. They felt his hands squeeze theirs to the brink of being too tight, holding firmly enough to keep him tethered to this reality, and when they flexed their fingers beneath the intense pressure, he became aware of his actions, and ceased them. The mutant’s grip softened as he exhaled, finally letting his taut muscles relax beneath his ravaged, olive skin.

“That’s it. Welcome back.” Lone smiled up at him, their own relief evident in their softened expression. Fawkes slumped a little lower, his fatigue forcing his shoulders to slouch and his head to bow forwards, as he blinked away the last shreds of the past that stubbornly tried to linger in his mind. Lone saw his shrunken frame as an opportunity, and withdrew their hands gently from his grasp, bringing their arms up to wrap around his shoulders. The hug was a little awkward, with his position facing straight ahead on the couch and Lone seated beside him, not to mention his much larger frame, which proved to be difficult to fully embrace; but, after a moment, he managed to bring an arm around Lone in an effort to return the gesture, allowing them to sink further into the security of his chest.

The pair remained this way for a few moments, both pressing the other firmly to them as they relaxed into the contact and grew more comfortable. Fawkes was certainly unused to the action, but his contentment was palpable in the way he slowly gave into Lone’s touch, leaning his head against theirs and clutching at them just a bit tighter before finally slackening and pulling away.

“Thank you, Lone. It is hard to feel… lost for such a long time.” His usually gruff voice came out like tattered silk as it was softened by the emotion accompanying it, and they couldn’t help but notice as Fawkes’s hand remained settled over their shoulder, still seeming to steady himself with the unwavering contact.

“Lone, how am I ever going to repay your kindness when you continue to assist me in so many ways each and every day? Your friendship is truly unparalleled.” Lone smiled at that, chuckling slightly at the sincerity of his words.

“Some people just… need more help than others.” They told him, “I’m happy to keep helping you every day, even if you can never repay me for it. That’s what people do when they care about each other, Fawkes. Love isn't a commodity to be bought and sold, at the expense of one and the gain of another; it’s something you reciprocate on your own terms, something you give to yourself and others without condition or expectation of gaining anything in return.”

Fawkes nodded his head slowly, eyes unfocused as he thought through Lone’s words.

“If that’s the case… Then, right now, I vow to love you as you say I should. Unconditionally. And hopefully that will be enough.”

Jericho:

The ex-raider collapsed with a groan, burying his head, face first, into the plush pillows atop their mattress. His rifle and bits of armor were strewn throughout the Tenpenny apartment, and Lone strolled behind him, trying to kick his things into a somewhat organized pile as they too tried to make themself more comfortable.

Bits of armor clattered to the floor as Lone made their way to their shared bed, smiling exasperatedly at their companion, stretched across the entirety of the mattress, preventing them from settling beside him.

I’m tired too, you know. They thought, releasing a puff of air as they considered how to go about solving this little problem of theirs. Lone tried dropping their bag beside the bed, the loud thud sounding as close to his ear as they could get it without physically hitting him with the sack, but Jericho didn’t even flinch. They clicked their tongue, peering around the room as they searched for a way to rouse him. As Lone started towards their shelves lining the wall of the hotel room, eyes set on the plethora of miscellaneous items they might be able to use to their advantage, a raucous snore erupted from within the plushness of their pillow-clad mattress. Lone groaned, turning about to face him before starting back towards the bed. Fine, you don’t want to make room for me? I’ll make it work anyways.

Lone approached the unconscious ex-raider, poking at the firmness of his back, testing, before hopping up in the air to land, stomach-first, on top of their companion.

“What the shit?! The fuck you think you’re doing?” He grumbled through the thick fabric.

“Just making myself comfortable.” Lone shifted their hips and shoulders, settling themself more firmly onto Jericho’s back.

“And you’re expectin’ me to put up with this shit?” He lifted his head, straining his neck to glare back at them questioningly.

“I really don’t see what you can do about it, old timer.” Lone leaned forward, digging an elbow into the back of his ribcage as they brought their mouth to his ear. They felt him tense at the pressure, bringing one of his arms back awkwardly as he tried to find a grip on them. Lone swatted his hand away with theirs, leaning onto their other side to avoid his flailing limb. As he felt their weight shift, Jericho twisted his body in an attempt to overturn them, but Lone instead decided to bring their arms around his shoulders, clinging to him so that their body shifted with his as he tried to roll them off.

“Mother fucker--” Lone began to giggle at his frustrated growls, as he rose, propping himself up on his elbows, with Lone still gripping him firmly, arms wrapped tight across his chest. He paused his thrashing, and Lone felt him shifting his head downwards, extending his neck to reach for something with his mouth…

“Ow-- Hey!” Jericho took a part of their wrist into his mouth, biting down hard, causing their grip to loosen, and at the opportunity, he decided to throw himself backwards onto the mattress, effectively crushing Lone beneath him. They felt the breath get knocked out of them as he landed, now settling himself on top of them, grinding the back of his head into their chest in an effort to make himself more comfortable in the most obnoxious way possible.

Well… that could have gone better, but hey, at least now I’m on the bed.

“Alright, you win.” They said, their voice coming out strained due to the pressure on their lungs.

“Damn right I do. Old timer… fuck you.” Lone laughed at that, reveling in the way he took their name calling so seriously.

“Alright, alright. I get the point, can you get off me now?”

“Nah. I think I like this. It’s real comfortable. Think I’ll just sleep this way.” Lone groaned at him, trying weakly to tousle him off their body before giving up with a loud sigh, being sure to blow their hot breath of frustration straight onto the top of his head. They felt his body shudder.

“Fuckin’ fine, little tike, I’ll get off.”

“Uck, don’t call me that.” Lone said as he rolled off of them, falling onto the mattress at their side. They peered over at him to see his reaction, pleased at the dark-eyed glare that bore into them, a glint of humor shining in their depths.

“Look, I’m allowed to complain,” They told him, shifting onto their side so they could see him better. “You friggin’ bit me.” The ex-raider smiled deviously at that.

“Hmm. Yeah, I did. And I’m about to do it again.” With that, he lunged at them, an arm wrapped around their waist to hold them in place as his teeth met their neck.

“Hey! What the--?” A moment later, the sharp pain dissolved away and was replaced by something soft as Jericho pressed his lips to the tender spot, soothing over the mark he had left. Lone’s eyes fell closed as his mouth moved up to their jaw, peppering kisses as it moved across their jawline to their chin, before finally drawing upwards to meet their lips.

“I hope you know.” Lone heard him say as he pulled away from them, “This ain’t over yet.” They felt the mattress shift as he collapsed back onto it, and they smiled at his words, scooting closer so they could throw an arm over his stomach as they pressed their head to the crook beneath his shoulder. Lone meant to say something cheeky in response, but before they could utter a word, they felt themself dissolve into sleep as the soft sound of Jericho’s snores filled their ears.

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betterthantheywerebefore · 3 years ago

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As I was waiting for the not insubstantial delivery of nearly all my Warhammer from my parents’ house, I couldn’t resist grabbing some Reaper Miniatures from a nearby retailer, in order to sate my rabid hunger for kitbashing. I already had many of the tools I needed, as well as a new putty I hadn’t used before - Magic Sculpt - so all I needed were some unsuspecting models to hack up.

Yes, I know it goes against the point of converting existing models to start the process with fresh models entirely, but sue me. This hobby always finds a way to take your money.

The base of the body was a miscast of Reaper’s Ziba, Female Efreeti, as seen below:

Personally I didn’t like how large her head was in comparison to her body, and due to being a miscast, the model didn’t fit together well anyway. I DID like the shape of her armour, though it would need to be altered a tad to remove touches like the scale mail in order to give it a more fitting vibe.

I replaced her head with a cow skull, pretty good daemonic / nighthaunter fare, and her arms with another miscast model I picked up. Some manner of troll gentleman? I’m not sure, but you’ll see more of him later.

Already in possession of some Tyranid arms, I wanted to create a multi-armed beastie, and so with a few touches of the putty to remove their very distinctive ‘nid tubing cutaways, I pinned them to her back.

The horns would not cut it. A creature of this majesty needed something a lot more imposing. I cut off the existing ones and replaced them with talons from yet ANOTHER unidentified Reaper nasty, ending up with this look.

The staff was created from stiff wire and the head from a Tzeentchian staff for that extra occult vibe. I’m imaginging at this point that she’s some manner of Greater Daemon of Tzeentch, evidenced by the staff and less than fully martial design. The uh, curves, and the musculature (which I enjoyed sculpting) could render her a part of any of the pantheon really, which added to the Undivided vibe I wanted to go for with the entire army, so that was good.

All in all, for a stopgap to keep my hands busy, I love how she came out.

Yes, I know she’s primed terribly in the below photos - I foolishly used a cheap black primer before I got my hands on a proper bone one, because I was impatient. Eh, I’ll pretend the blotchy look is intentional to give her some texture.

And a size comparison with a regular human for scale (and lesbian tension).

#Warhammer #40k #Conversion #Kitbash #Chaos

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demonfox38 · 2 years ago

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Completed - Hylics

Just enjoy yourself.

I've been feeling failure avoidant lately. Like, for the last thirty years or so. It's said that tolerance of failure and learning from your mistakes will make you into a greater person. And man, am I going to be mediocre for a long, long time. But, last weekend was quiet, and I had the opportunity to do something for myself, for once. I figured, being so repulsed and fearful of failure, that "Hylics" was just what I needed to play.

"Hylics" is a 2015 avant garde RPG Maker game by Mason Lindroth. Its mechanics are typical of most RPG Maker games, save for two unique spins—the use of limited but taxing enemy encounters and repeated massacring of the main character to gain strength. Couple with a muted, experimental soundtrack, a limited pastel color palette, and the use of physical models and clay sculptures for environments and characters, the presentation of "Hylics" is unique and fascinating. Like, the closest comparison I could make is some kind of hybrid child between the artwork of Mœbius and the purposefully bizarre RPG Maker game "Space Funeral."

It's weird. That's by design. But, is it parsable?

Oddly enough, the game's plot should feel relatively familiar to most RPG fans, if not conveyed directly by the somewhat randomized text. There is a man on the moon (Gibby) doing something evil. What that is? Eh, not all that clear. Mostly making people mad or difficult to talk to, I'm guessing. But, the only person interested in reaching him is Wayne, a mild-manner schlub with less money to his name than what sits outside in a trash bin. (Possibly, his brother? Both are moon themed in design in name, after all.) Partnered with Dedusmuln (an archeologist obsessed with water coolers and paper cups), Somsnosa (a depressed ruler of bugs named after childhood misspellings of the creator's name), and Pongorma (a sealed-away knight with dominion over moving skulls), Wayne goes forward in cycles of death and resurrection to eventually put Gibby's tyranny to an end.

Ya know. Heroes of light stopping an entity of chaos. Mostly the plot of the first "Final Fantasy", but run through a Playdough factory and a text randomizer.

So, fighting and dying. Proper management of both falls under prevue of most video games. In this particular case, successfully killing an enemy grants Wayne meat from its remains. After he has similarly been melted like a wax figurine, Wayne enters the afterlife, whereupon he can process said meat to give him more health before returning to the land of the living. Now, this only applies to anyone in the party with him. To best maximize health, it's best to wait to have as many characters as possible, then start rendering meat. Honestly, that's pretty manageable. You can run from fights, and for the most part, it's easy enough to weave away from enemies. I wasn't able to push it quite to the point of having Pongorma prior to starting meat processing, but the other three characters were able to have a healthy HP pool with the running shenanigans I was doing.

Maze navigation is a secondary skill needed for this game. Most of the combat zones take place in labyrinths filled with small passages and abstract junk. Many also include insta-killing obstacles, which honestly, isn't that bad. (Frankly, I was bummed when Pongorma joined the party because that cut off a way I could easily kill Wayne's party and return to the afterlife.) Being able to identify weird paths will often award you with additional items or the presence of Sages, beings that grant tokens that eventually allows the player to learn an ultimate magic spell from a TV (that I really didn't end up using anyway, but that's beyond the point.)

Oh! Yeah! You also learn magic (i.e., gestures) from watching television! And you can go back and have new partners watch them whenever you want! Very helpful. Gotta have those Space Shurikens and Mystic Meat spells on the list ASAP.

I feel weird, being unable to say more about "Hylics." It's strange, yes! But, reasonably so. It's kind of like playing an RPG in a language you don't speak well. Which, hell. If you love JRPGs, you may have done that a time or two. I also like how approachable it is, both from a player and a developer's perspective. This is definitely an auteur work from someone with a unique vision. If we all had the time and dedication, we could make a game like "Hylics" (if not with the same art and music style.) I think if you ever want to make video games, you should play this game. This sets reasonable expectations in both what a person can do and how unique one can be with small development tools and a good perspective. Definitely better than trying to recreate "Super Smash Bros" or "Fortnite" in Unity for the sixteen-kajillionth time.

Also? It's three hours long and $2.99 on Steam. Trips to art museums cost more than that. It's a good afternoon treat. Adds some diversity to your media diet. And don't our brains need that?

#post game evaluation #hylics

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xu-ren · 4 years ago

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Meeting the students

Genre: Fluff

Pairings: Gojo Satoru x reader

Wordcount: 700+

Gojo is a little shit and I love him. Anyways, I hope that you enjoy.

My requests and askbox are open, so pretty please don't be shy.

Masterpost

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[Name] disinterestedly watched as the curse, froze in mid jump towards her as the temperature dropped to sub-zero temperatures around the curse from her curse technique.

Catching a movement at the corner of her eye, she prepared to freeze it only for the thing to lift her up and spin her around. Mentally breathing a sigh of relief, she berated the thing spinning her around like a child or worse, a puppy.

“Sa-chan, don’t jump at me like that! Do you want to turn into an ice sculpture?!?”

“But I wanna see you! I miss my hunnybunny soooooooo much! Besides, besides, I would be the prettiest ice sculpture around, definitely better than that yucky thing.” Gojō protested while gesturing wildly to the poor frozen and forgotten curse, nearly dropping [Name] in the process, earning him a knock on his head.

“Aww, I’m sooooooo sorry! I would never drop my precious snuggle muffin!” Cue Gojō nuzzling [Name]’s cheek in apology.

“Sensei!” Yuji, the precious cinnamon roll that he is, unknowingly saved his sensei from another knock on the head from the increasingly incensed [Name].

Yuji was followed by Nobara, irked at having to chase after their idiot of a sensei after being abandoned at the entrance of the building, and Megumi, who looked like he wanted to be anywhere but here from the very moment he noticed the drop in temperature.

“Wifey, meet my students! Aren’t they cute? Oh, they aren’t as cute as you though!” Gojō, holding [Name] by the waist, presented her to his students like a child showing off a new toy.

A shocked silence befell the scene which was broken by none other than [Name].

“Wait…….. What…?!? When did I marry you?!?” erupted from [Name] in disbelief, who had completely abandoned her image as the ‘Jujutsu’s Ice Princess’.

All three of the students’ heads were swinging back and forth between the two older sorcerers, as if they were watching a ping pong match.

“Hai, sensei!” cut in Yuji while raising his hand.

“Hai, Yuji-kun?” Gojo pointed at Yuji, inviting him to ask his question.

“You are married, sensei? Why doesn’t your wife seem to know?” Yuji gave voice to the question in all three of the first years’ heads.

“Oh, I-“

“Because we aren’t! He never asked me before!”

“Oh, that’s right! I haven’t asked you yet!” Gojo further punctuated his realization by hammering his closed fist on his palm.

[Name] gaped at him, rendered utterly speechless by his flippant reply before turning to the students and introducing herself.

“So, I’m [Last name] [Name], nice to meet you.”

“Kugisaki Nobara, I’m sorry,” Nobara sincerely introduced herself.

“Eh? Ah, for that idiot? Don’t worry about him.”

“Hunnybunny, did you just call your super duper loving boyfriend an idiot? How could you? Does my little sugarplums not love me anymore?”

Making it a point to ignore Gojō’s whining and his latching to her back, she turned to Yuji for his introduction instead.

“Itadori Yuji, it’s an honour to meet you!” Yuji introduced himself enthusiastically with a thumbs up, gamely following along.

“And the last but not least is Megumi-kun, right? I haven’t seen you in a while.” [Name] turned to her boyfriend’s longest suffering student.

“[Name]-san, it’s been a while.” Megumi inclined his head to her, a man of a few words as always.

“Now that we are all introduced to each other, why don’t we go for dinner? My treat,” [Name] clapped her hands together and announced.

“Ano, [Name]-san, sensei is…”

“Ah, it’s fine, let’s just ignore him for now. So, where do you all want to eat?”

This sparked off another argument between Yuji and Nobara on where to eat while Megumi, proceeded to push them to the entrance of the building.

[Name] mentally thanked Megumi while gearing herself up for the conversation with Gojō. He had continued his whining undeterred by the conversation that was happening around him so she first pinched his cheeks to gain his attention.

“Owwww, [Name]-ch-“

“Sorry, Sa-chan. You are an idiot but you are the best idiot that I can ask for.”

“Aww, [Name]-chan is soooooo sweet. But, but, it’s not enough, you really hurt my feelings, you know? I demand reparations,” Gojo looked like he was a breath away from mushing her cheeks together.

“We can talk about reparations after this, and after you explain yourself, not before,” [Name] wagged her finger sternly at him while taking a step backwards.

“Besides, you know that I will say yes if you ask, right?” Upon dropping the bombshell, [Name] dashed away to join the students at the entrance.

Gojo was the one left stunned, with an atypical blush on his face before…

“[NAME]-CHAN!!!”

#gojo #gojo saturo x reader #saturo gojo #jjk gojo #gojo imagine #gojo satoru #gojou #gojo x reader #jjk #jjk imagines #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu sorcerer

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