#you're a lifesaver!

[nolan-sims]

Since I saw you got an ask about it, I thought I'd let you know that I updated the reticulates daydreamin eyes for the infants patch :)

Oooo you're amazing! Thank you! 🤩✨️

[steamclouds]

The stars at my fingertips, to hold and bend to my will, but that of your smile is where I've built my home.

[dkpsyhog]

I recently installed an extension to block tumblr and youtube at a certain time every night to help me go to bed at a decent hour and it's been working great but it's also very funny

Every night I hit the deadline and all of my banned tabs forcibly close themselves. I spend a few more minutes finishing up whatever I was working on, and then I instinctively open tumblr (which is the problem), the browser window disappears without warning, and my brain short-circuits for a moment before I Remember and go "yeah that's fair"

[wolfchans]

BANG CHAN ♡ D'FESTA MAKING MOVIE

[mintflavoredfemurs]

MINT!!!

DROP ANOTHER DUST ART, AND MY LIFE IS YOURS!!!!

(i am seriously lacking in Him art and i love the way you draw Him so so much)

whenever you send an ask for Dust I immediately get possessed by the good art demons and i don't know why but i'm not complaining!! Your wish is my command!! 💖💖

(Click for quality)

[namchyoon]

beloved 🤍 (for @taee 🤍) cr. jung-koook

[hellofanidea]

Number 8! BoB ship of your choice!

No. 8 - Loose change and headlights, Babe/Liebgott

Babe didn't know how long he'd been walking. Long enough for the last stretches of sunlight to dip and fade, the warm orange of the summer evening giving way to a vast swathe of black overhead. Long enough for the dimes in his clenched fist to go body-warm and sweaty in the pocket of his jacket.

There was no real direction to it, just a striding pace away. Away from the house, the street, the neighborhood, he grew up in. Away from all of the places he couldn't help but fear he had grown out of.

There was a phone booth on the next corner his feet took him, and Babe finally stopped. It took him a moment to come back to himself, to force his body to remember him and make it open the door and step in.

That was unfair.

That made him sound like he had gotten too big for them. In reality, he had shrunk, under the weight of an MG and a parachute harness, and three years of being steadily worn down by the worst of what humanity had to offer. Even his rosary felt heavy, bending his neck and hunching his back. He had taken his dog tags off the second he stepped foot back in his mother's kitchen, but he still thought he felt them bouncing against his chest sometimes too, the thin metal dragging him down.

Then the coins, sticky from his palm. They slid in one after the other, an almost unreasonable amount. He could have made it a collect, but that meant trusting the other end would accept it, and Babe didn't have the heart for that risk tonight. Besides, dropping the cost of a long distance call out of the blue didn't feel like the best opener.

Time stretched and condensed in the the span it took to give the operator the number and wait for the connection. A few cars passed, the beams of their headlights momentarily blinding Babe every time they turned by. He followed their paths, as if he could travel with them just by staring hard enough.

"What?"

As waspish as the answer was, as shitty the quality of the call, the voice bled all of the tension out of Babe's body instantly. He sagged forward around the receiver with what he hoped wasn't an audible sigh of relief.

"Joe?"

The line crackled sharply.

"Babe?" Liebgott hissed, incredulous and far softer than he had sounded a moment ago. "That you? Are you alright?"

Babe blew out another breath and tried to steady himself.

"Yeah, I'm fine, I'm fine, I just-" His voice caught, and he swallowed hard around the lump forming there. "I just missed you."

It shouldn't have been as hard to admit as it was. They had wound themselves together for a year, been through some of the worst things two people could experience at each other's sides. In Austria, drunk on gin and the promise of peace, Babe had grabbed Joe by his skinny hips and told him exactly what he meant to him.

Then they had come home with a continent between them and nothing but the occasional letter. A twenty minute phone call once in a blue moon. They had come home to ghosts and shadows and the lingering fear that they no longer belonged where they once called home.

Maybe that last one was just Babe projecting, but he would have bet money that Joe felt the same way all the way out in California.

More crackling static from Joe's end of the line.

"It's the middle of the night in Philly, Babe. Where are you?" He asked.

Babe closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against the booth. This wasn't helping. None of this was helping. Everywhere he turned he was met with a dead end. Dead end job, dead end conversations, dead end of Bill's fucking leg that both of them refused to acknowledge long enough for them to just fucking talk-

"Still there, don't worry, I didn't do nothin' stupid," he sighed.

I wish I did, he thought, I wish I'd jumped a train like a bum and hitchhiked and actually hiked and was standing on your doorstep, good sense be damned.

The hand not holding the phone had started to cramp and lock up at his side, and he tucked it against his chest. When his hands had refused to cooperate in Bastogne, Joe had given him his gloves, rubbed his fingers between his palms to try and make sure the circulation was going until they unstuck. Babe ached for that now, snow and all, just to have Joe's hand in his, Joe soothing his pain and letting Babe shoulder some of his in return.

"I'm not callin' you stupid, I'm checking you aren't stranded in fuckin' corn country somewhere," Joe grumbled. Babe didn't say anything, just turned his cheek into the receiver like it was Joe's neck, like he could fold against him in silence for a while like they had on the ship home when it was too crowded for anyone to care. There was a long sigh, Joe pitching his voice lower. "Missed you too, kid."

It struck Babe through and through, hit him right where he was already cracking open, and he made a muffled noise of pain.

"Stay where you are," came Joe's hoarse voice, just as the pips started to signal the end of the call. "It'll take me a couple of days, but I'll come. I'll come getcha. I'm coming to getcha."

"Don't, Babe, don't," Joe begged, through what sounded like gritted teeth.

"'M sorry," Babe ground out. "'M sorry, Joe, I just can't take it. I thought I could, I thought everythin' would-"

His voice cracked. He bit the inside of his cheek to try and calm down, breathing hard through his nose and listening to Joe do the same.

[atrophiedemotion]

candy coating (please?) [ivantill]

read on AO3 here.

ivan/till. hurt/comfort, canon compliant, pining.

rated G. 2,946 words. no warnings apply.

summary:

"Why don't you make your own birthday, then?"

His own birthday? Is that kind of thing even possible?

"How so?" Ivan inquired, turning to try and study Till's full expression. He looked... considering. Deep in thought, like he was working on a composition or a drawing that wasn't turning out exactly right.

"Just pick a day and say it's your birthday. No one could argue with you if no one knows when it is."

- or, Ivan gets found by Till while trying to stave off a breakdown. Till helps (in his own way).

[yugimoto]

thank you sooo much this is so helpful!!!

tried to read all the cringetober prompts and the colours strained my eyes so bad I had to lie down… maybe there’s another reason we stopped using neons that has nothing to do with cringe!

[opencommunion]

thank you for your post yesterday about who to contact regarding that february pbs segment on "an israeli soldier's diary." i sent an email to the producers this morning and wanted to share the template in case anyone else wants to write to them as well.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1d5C-mTDdXoVQwCa110M7PE2NaVKCGA5F-iijw1rq7IM/edit

anon!!! this is amazing, thank you!!!

everyone please check it out and send your emails!! (here's the post about the segment icymi)

they have a physical address for public comment too if anyone wants to send snail mail: NewsHour Productions 3939 Campbell Avenue Arlington, VA 22206

[sxnctxxry]

nina only realized all people's hearts sound different because of parem

she heard everyone's heartbeats on the whole ship too

with baghra being an amplifier, genya was able to do the same and more so with incredibly more people and with those people being underground.

this is an excellent set-up for parem but also, baghra as an amplifier isn't supposed to be that powerful. parem is supposed to be 100x more powerful. maybe this was the bare minimum of parem. but also maybe this was a testament to how powerful genya safin actually is. and with the implication that she recognizes david's heartbeat even before she was amplified enough to find it when that was not an ability nina had before parem? call it talent or skill but no doubt is genya safin powerful

[speakergame]

hi!!! sorry to bother but i was wondering how you did the interactable buttons in the middle of the passages? for example, choosing your hair and eye colour in the beginning of the game!

those are called <<cycle>> choices, and are one of my favorite things about using Twine versus choicescript

you set it to a specific variable and list out your options, and then whenever you click on the word it cycles through them and automatically saves whichever result you've picked when you go to the next passage

so if you were using it for something like eye color it would be like:

Your eyes are <<cycle "$eyecolor" autoselect>> <<option "blue">> <<option "brown">> <<option "green">> <</cycle>>

so clicking on the cycle twice would set the $eyecolor variable to "green"

you can also use a second set of quotes inside the <<option>> tags to change the flavor text. so changing up that above example a little:

You have <<cycle "$eyecolor" autoselect>> <<option "blue" "blue eyes">> <<option "brown" "brown eyes">> <<option "green" "green eyes">> <</cycle>>

with that, the sentence reads "You have blue eyes" but the $eyecolor variable would only be set to "blue"

@idrellegames does a wonderful job of explaining it in this tutorial here and goes into a lot more detail about the different uses for it, I highly recommend checking it out! I've learned a lot about coding from their tutorials

[misconceivedcapricorn]

K so i have a suggestion for macavity's henchmen for the pas de chat au/non rep like since apperently some peeps think macavity's henchman can be rats was thinking basing of the designs basically combining the national ballet nutcracker's rat king for its look and specially the head and also the costumes for carbosse's hench rats from the royal ballet ver of sleeping beauty

Ooh this would be really fun!! These designs are so cool-looking I'll 100% think about it

[unforgivablenope]

Σ Σ Σ (ノ°▽°)ノI KNOW THIS IS LATE BUT LOOK AT THIS!!!

I MANAGED TO FINISH THE SECOND PAGE BEFORE THE EVENT ENDED AND GOT DIAVOLO!!

@expressionless-fr!!!

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR TIPS!!!

If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to get him!!

THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!! ｡ﾟ( ﾟஇ‸இﾟ)ﾟ｡

[sunflawyer]

I think I forgot to actually bring this up as an AU idea but imagine a fantasy AU where Abby is a princess and Jimmy is a con man "prince" rogue who originally was getting to know her and convinces her to follow him on a journey in hopes of getting a priceless hidden heirloom only her family knows the location of, but the real hidden treasure through their journey and turmoil... was Love <3

AHHH IM SO SORRY I REPLY TO THIS SO VERY LATE BUT OMG ☹️☹️🥺🥺🥺💗💗💗...... HELPPPP ANON ARE YOU SECRETLY A MOVIE DIRECTOR THIS IS SO GOOD HOLY SHIT?????

I actually have a Prince/Princess AU but its more... very Disney-like LMAO BUT THIS ONE IS SO???GOOD???😭😭😭💓💓💓💓!!!!! Jimmy as a con man prince... So initially, he wanted to use her for his own gain and steal the hidden heirloom, but in the process, he slowly fell in love with her... Oh my.. This is so beautiful....

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THE WAY YOU PORTRAY HIM CUS HE DEFINITELY WILL FAKE HIS IDENTITY AS A "PRINCE" TO GET CLOSE TO ABBY AHHHH... Anon... Holds your hand you're so big brain...

I MIGHT USE THIS IDEA ACTUALLY⁉️⁉️ I MIGHT REWRITE MY AU TO FIT WITH THIS ONE... THANK YOU SO MUCH ANON!!! 🥹🥹🥹🫶🫶🫶💓💓

Speaking of princess... Abby's favorite Disney princess is Snow White.. ♥️💙💛

[idontshitpostbuttheolympicpark]

hit me with your favourite s8ish fics please