Hi and welcome to a huge backlog of sketches and concept art I’ve have on the computer for awhile that I decided to finally post in one big sketch dump.

So I have fun little thing known as Court of the King where each of the protagonists get to interact with each other through magic reasons. In this said thing, most of the protagonists have grown up and some even have families. With all this in mind, let’s get on with explaining Fusion King Judai.

Judai at this point in his life has been able to move on from what happened during the events of GX. Took a bit of soul searching and therapy but he’s a lot happier now and is content with himself. So much so, he’s now actually teaching others how to duel at his own little set up known as the Duel Lodge. A place for others like him that are Duel Spirit sensitive or are kind of out casts. All are welcome at his humble abode. 

Another thing he has worked out is his relationship with Yubel. The two are pretty chill with each other and are a pretty good team  now. Yubel can even shift forms now at will. Comes in handy with not scaring people off, and blending in better. Bottom line, Yubel is more chill now and only really starts to get unhinged if you try to harm Judai or his family.

Speaking of, another thing Judai has got going for him is his family. After his long journey of soul searching, Judai returned to reunite with his friends to mend some fences... and with Asuka in particular, rekindle a relationship. Which eventually bloomed into a proper romance to eventually marrying her. Leading to them have their two sons, Kichiro Yuki and Raiden Yuki. 

As far as Judai is concerned, his life going pretty good for him. He went through a lot but he wouldn’t have it any other way. 

And that’s basically all there is to it for Fusion King. Now as for what we see here.

Concept art for his final draft and initial draft as Fusion King. First try I wasn’t too pleased with. Felt it wasn’t really flowing all the well design wise. So tried again and well, much happier with him having a longer coat. A nice blend of Supreme King and his old school jacket. Really wanted to show how he basically came to terms with everything. 

Supreme King slight redesign. Nothing major just minor tweaks. Mainly changing the helmet design and re-arranging some of the spikes. Judai can actually take this form if he wishes but it’s rare that he does.

Asuka concept art. Blend of her look from ARC-V and her GX design. She’s a teacher at the academy so gotta look the part.

We got the Yuki boys, Kichiro and Raiden. Both are adorable and precious. Kichiro has his dad’s old jacket and wears it proudly. Raiden isn’t really looking to duel, he’s more into soccer so hence the soccer get up. He’s still a good boy.

Spooky, who is Kichiro’s Duel Spirit companion. He’s a spooky moth kuribo and he wants candy! 

Yubel’s different forms. As stated above Yubel has chilled out so it has allowed some new abilities to come through. Especially for not scaring the boys. (Which Yubel is uber protect of.)

Judai, Yubel and Pharaoh while they were still traveling. (Back before I redesigned Judai so we have the old design of Fusion King.) 

Johan, Cho and Hayato as adults. Johan also did some traveling like Judai but has since settled down and is a pro-duelist. (He has a family of his own to tend too.) Cho and Hayato both work for Industrial Illusion. Cho making model kits of monsters and Hayato being a lead artist of duel monster cards.

Line of the Yuki family all together, ages and heights included. 

And to close out, a sweet little doodle of Judai holding a baby Kichiro.

And that’s it. =D Hope you all enjoy. 

Now I need to work on my other info dumps for this Court of the Kings thing. 

Stay tuned.

threesome with dabi and hawks and they both suck on reader’s tits at the same time while play with readers pussy 🤩

Double the Pleasure (Dabi x Reader x Hawks)

(Trigger warnings: dubcon, implied drugging, drunk sex)

“Alright, never have I ever done coke?”

The villain drank

“Never have I ever taken straight LSD.”

Another sip.

“Christ Dabi. Is there anything you haven’t done?”

“I’ve been on the streets since I was a teenager, babe, there ain’t a block I haven’t touched.”

You, Dabi, and Hawks were chilling in the living room of your apartment. The furniture had been pushed to the side and the three of you were lounging on throw pillows. Empty liquor bottles and shot glasses sat on the low table in the middle of the circle the three of you had formed.

The fun thing about towing the line between villain and vigilante, meant that you got to meet some of the coolest people on either side of the law. And Hawks and Dabi were by far some of your favorite people. Maybe it was because they both toed the lines themselves.

“No shit.” You muttered back.

“We gotta ask some questions that’ll actually get you drunk, Hummingbird.” Hawks hummed. His pale cheeks were flushed.

“Mm, good luck with that,” you scoffed, leaning forward to grab a new bottle of liquor off the table.

Without your realization, one of your breasts spilled out of the v-cut of your dress, drawing both men’s attention to it.

“Unlike you sinners, I am almost as pure as the driven snow.” You bragged, settling back on your butt with an: ‘oomf!’

The room was definitely spinning a bit.

“Almost,” Dabi chuckled, eying your exposed tit with a small smirk. He sipped his liquor.

“Alright then, Hawks piped up, “I’ve got a question. Never have I ever kissed someone of the same sex.”

All three parties downed their shots.

Hawks shot you a shit eating grin. “Now we’re getting somewhere! Looks like the Hummingbird has a vice or two of her own.”

“Oh Please. That’s hardly a vice unlike you two hooligans.”

“Hooligan!” Hawks scoffed. “Says the vigilante.”

“Alright my turn,” Dabi chimed in. “Never have I everrrr had a threesome.”

Both the hero and the villain took a drink while you didn’t.

“Ahh, so the vices don’t run that deep?”

You shrugged. “Mm. Threesomes don’t appeal to me. They just seem like more trouble than they’re worth.”

“Sounds like something a person whose never had a good threesome would say.” Hawks snorted.

The men laughed.

You pouted at their teasing.

“Oh, Shut up.”

“Guess that could only mean one thing.” Dabi spoke up through his chuckles.

You cocked your head.

“What?”

Dabi leaned towards you, his turquoise eyes locked on to your gaze, making your cheeks burn.

“We gotta pop your threesome cherry, doll.” He tweaked your exposed nipple making you squeak in surprise.

Huh?!

“I-I don’t know about that.” You stammered back.

“Why not?” Hawks asked, scooting closet on the other side of you.

He ran his rough thumb along the sensitive skin of your areola. A tickling sensation zipped from the nub straight to your clit.

“Guys, what are you doing?” You looked between them.

Hawks’ golden eyes were half lidded and raking over your body while Dabi was licking his lips, his gaze on your breasts.

You needed some air. Needed to get away.

God you were dizzy.

You crawled away from the men, until your back hit the couch.

“C-come on guys,” you giggled nervously, “we were having fun.”

“We still can.” Dabi’s lips quirked slyly. His large hand slid along the smooth skin of your exposed thighs, lighting a fire beneath your skin. “Come on, what else did you think was going to happen? You inviting us over to your place in the middle of the night to drink.”

His nimble fingers worked your thighs open.

“I,” you struggled to close your legs, but your body felt weak. “No, that’s n-n-not what I-“

“Oh really?” Hawks worked your other tit out of the dress, hungry gaze locked on your breasts. “And you didn’t even put these tits of yours up. I know you saw us looking.” He licked his lips.

“Of course I didn’t-oh!”

The pressure of Dabi’s fingers teasing your button distracted you. He smirked sat you.

“You’re wet, babe. You sure this isn’t what you want? Not even a little bit?”

Before you could answer, Hawks’ tongue flicked one of your nipples while one of his vermillion feathers teased the other one.

“They’re so hard right now,” he mumbled absently. “You really are horny for us both. Told you, Dabs.”

“You didn’t tell me shit,” Dabi shot back as he snatched off his tank top. Your eyes ran over the unblemished skin of his hard pecs and six pack. “We been knew this, we just needed the right opportunity.”

“You...what?”

“Regardless,” Hawks piped up, “we’re gonna make this a fun experience for you, Hummingbird.”

Dabi’s chest was too the floor now. He had lowered himself completely between your legs.

“Yo, save some of that for me, when you’re done.” Hawks snapped at Dabi. He worked himself out of his shirt too.

“No promises,” Dabi licked his lips.

Experimentally, he slid three fingers in you one by one, peering up to see your expression.

The curl of his digits in your gripping sex made your toes flex.

“Ohhh, that’s a pretty face,” Hawks drawled, lips against your neck. “Mmm, let’s hear some pretty sounds, huh, Songbird?”

His warm tongue ran along your throat. He bit into the flesh, making you gasp.

“That’s it.” He replied, sprinkling kisses along your collarbone.

“Fuck yeah it is.”

Their mouths descended on you at the same time. Dabi’s on your clit, Hawks’ on your breasts.

The double shot of pleasure was almost sobering.

“Oh! F-fuck!” You cried out.

The slurping and sucking of both men filled the room.

Dabi pulled away, a thick string of saliva and cum attached to his lips.

“Here Birdie,” he beckoned time the blonde, “a taste for you.”

The men moaned as they shared your essence.

“God damn,” Hawks’ rough, lust laden voice replied. “Trade, Dabs?”

The villain chuckled and rose from between your thighs.

Everything was happening so fast, you swore you were getting whiplash.

“Here, baby,” Dabi grinned, “you deserve a taste too.”

His long, pierced tongue snaked into your mouth. A blend of Hennessy, cum, and saliva overtook your senses.

“Mmm.”

Hawks’ tongue slithered along your clit as it sucked you in. His fingers plunged in and out of your dripping pussy, spurning you closer over that edge that Dabi had brought you to.

“Oh godddd,” you sighed, “oh god, oh god, oh fuck.”

“That’s it, doll.” Dabi whispered against your ear. “Cum for us. Come on.”

“You know you want to.”

“This is what you wanted isn’t it, y/n?”

Both men worked their mouths and hands all over your tingling body. Goosebumps raised along your skin as you climaxed over and over again.

Your cunt gripped Hawks fingers, milking them greedily. Your nipples tingled from Dabi’s touch.

Finally, the build up burning in your core, exploded through out your entire body, sending you spiraling into euphoria.

Thighs shaking around Hawks’ head, lips locked on Dabi’s own, the men sucked and kissed you all the way through your pleasure.

Okay, but what if we expanded upon the already awesome level 83 duty? I was thinking about a way it could've been executed in retrospect, and I'm just wondering if we could've let the possession thing simmer a little longer.

That duty was *this* close to being the Scions v. WOL scenario I've wanted since the WOL was almost overcome with light in SHB, except it could've worked! So what if it was tweaked a bit?

The WOL finishes their part of the duty, and the screen fades to black as the point of focus shifts. Same scene with the Scions noticing "your" arrival, and they approach Zenos disguised as the WOL with excitement, only to find that the person who appears as their companion is anything but. However, instead of the WOL jumping in at that moment, I say G'raha and Alisaie are joined by the other Scions, and react quickly, defending themselves from Zenos' initial attack in your form.

Thus begins the duty continued from the Scions' perspective of fighting against Zenos while habiting the WOL's body, obviously while controlling a specific Scion. I'd pick between Alphinaud or G'raha (Alisaie already gets a duty during END, and I know Alphinaud does as well, but this is a pivotal moment, and I'd love to hear Alphinaud's thoughts of fighting the WOL, their longtime companion, while I'm sure Alisaie would be yelling her thoughts out anyway), but it really doesn't matter for me.

I was thinking that this idea might be difficult to implement, because "oh, but everyone has a different job, so I don't know, the custom actions from a WOL boss fight might be too difficult," but the fact that in the cutscene where Zenos-WOL ambushes G'raha and Alisaie while using a Reaper skill removes that fear. They could use actions similar to the Zenos duel in the finale, which would already be existing. The only potentially difficult factor would be assigning your character model to doing said actions, which I admittedly, from a game designer's perspective, don't know how that would work. (But to be honest, this whole fantasy is purely spurned from 'wouldn't that be badass?' so I'm not being entirely practical.)

This whole premise of the Scions having to fight against the face of their friend, while also getting slowly pushed back/exhausted is not only tragic, but raises the stakes even more. You are here, as the player, worried for your WOL's body, and the well-being of the Scions, and are wondering how long they'd last without you.

As a potential additional factor...

Remember that timer from the duty with Hien, where it said "Time until WOL arrives?" This would've a great time to do a similar callback, as that was in a fight against Zenos possessed by Elidibus, simultaneously creating a fun parallel. However, having a timer for the WOL's arrival would take away the surprise from the WOL's rescue of the Scions in the actual cutscenes' climax. Thus, I propose a simple, and chilling alternative:

"Time until Zenos tires of this."

A ticking clock that, from the player's perspective, establishes the fact that, while the Scions are making a noble, collective stand, Zenos is choosing to hold back throughout all of this, and could wipe them out with your form if he so chose. This leads to the assumption that, once the clock strikes zero, Zenos would trigger an insta kill.

So, we're sweating, watching the clock tick down, and the Scions getting weaker. Perhaps Lucia runs in at one point, only to be quickly driven back, and the Scions tell her to "get everyone ready to flee the camp if need be! Something is terribly wrong!"

The clock runs down, and you're probably there sweating bullets, fearing the worst, and then a cutscene hits that's similar to the one we see in canon. Zenos is about to land a killing blow on two nearest Scions, which could still be Alisaie and G'raha from the original cutscene, only to be foiled by the true WOL throwing their sword (god, I loved that part), and crashing into him while he's off guard, before reclaiming their body.

I think the whole encounter, played out that way, would've been even more intense than before, and have wracked the Scions, and Camp Broken Glass, much, much more than it did in the story, as a result of things being drawn out.

What are your thoughts?

I saw the devil (in me) - chapter 4

Takemura doesn't believe in ghosts, not really, but a man driven to his limit might believe in just about anything. Trapped in a losing game and consumed by grief, he returns to Night City looking for closure. but ends up finding something much more.

ao3 I chapter 1 I chapter 2 I chapter 3

 As he opened his eyes, the first thing Takemura noticed was that he was no longer lying on a leather chair in the center of the clinic, hooked up to an impossible amount of monitors, a painfully bright surgical lamp hovering over him, blinding him to the point where it wasn’t possible to keep his eyes open even if he wanted to. Instead, Takemura found himself lying on an actual bed, frame creaking with every little movement he made. It was pushed to the side of the garage, away from prying eyes, but still within Viktor’s line of sight. The other man must’ve moved him at some point, though Takemura wouldn't be able to pinpoint when exactly, the brief moments he could recall an unsettling blur in an otherwise blissfully void unconsciousness.

    Misty’s terrified face. Viktor leaning over him, still in that suit he wore to the funeral, bloody smears staining his otherwise perfectly white shirt. The bitter taste of vomit flooding Takemura’s mouth, a pair of strong hands helping him turn to the side so he wouldn't choke. And the cold. An unyielding chill that’d shake him awake every few hours, teeth chattering despite a thick blanket he was covered with. Eventually, it was gone, only to come back in the form of searing hotness, one that made his optics go haywire, spitting glitchy warnings all over his feed before he drifted off again. And Viktor’s hand against his forehead, his skin almost ice cold in comparison with his own.

    In short, Takemura felt like absolute shit. Like he’s been dragged through Night City’s trash dump and back. At least the clinic didn’t seem to him a rocking boat anymore, the soft, neon lights no longer so unpleasantly bright as they were merely a few hours before. It seemed surreal, but it’s not like Takemura didn’t know what to expect. He’s been through cyberware withdrawal in the past, the memory of the last time he ended up in Viktor’s clinic in a less than presentable state still fresh in his mind, but this felt so much worse. In the moments he was lucid enough to form such judgments, Takemura kept telling himself it was his injuries aggravating his symptoms, these two unfortunate circumstances layered on top of each other yet another instance of bad luck that seemed to follow him the moment he stepped foot in Night City for the first time not even a year ago, but he knew well enough it was bullshit. It almost felt as if his body finally found an opportunity to carry out a proper vengeance for the last few months in Takamatsu.

    When Takemura first stepped off the AV, a sense of relief washed over him. Finally, he was back home. He made it, carved himself a path back under Arasaka’s wings, the only place he ever truly belonged. The circumstances were different, sure, and he was yet to swallow the disappointment that being dismissed from Saburo-dono’s side was, but everything was back as it should be. At that point, Takemura could still force himself to push the memory of V far back into his mind, convinced that it was her who made the wrong choice, though little did he know it wouldn’t be much longer.

    He refused to acknowledge it, but even before V started haunting his every waking moment, even his favorite foods felt bland to taste, far removed from the richness of flavor he remembered. Then came the memories and guilt that kept him awake at night and copious amounts of coffee to remedy the lost hours of sleep by day, his meals growing smaller and smaller, reduced into a bare minimum necessary to keep him going. He was never a man to refuse a meal, the hunger that plagued his entire childhood burned into his mind, but these days he couldn’t stomach more than a few bites before he felt it lodge down his throat.

    Takemura slowly sat up and almost immediately regretted it, his back protesting the movement after all the hours he spent in one position. He ignored it, running a hand through his hair to pull back the loose strands plastered to his skin. To his mild surprise, he was no longer wearing the suit he left the hotel in, but a stretched out t-shirt and sweatpants, both a bit too loose on his smaller frame. Viktor must’ve changed his clothes at some point, most likely before the blood had a chance to stiffen the material. It didn’t make Takemura feel embarrassed. If anything, he was grateful for the care, but the state he was in certainly made him feel vulnerable, much more so than he’d be willing to admit. Fighting the anxiety rising in his chest, Takemura looked to the side, fully expecting his left arm to no longer be attached to his shoulder, but there it was - heavily bandaged, but still in one piece. He tried moving his fingers and saw them twitch before a warning flash of pain could reach his senses.

    The clinic was quiet, save for a quiet hum of machinery and the sound of a boxing match playing in the background, punching and grunts faded out by a speaker spitting commentary faster than a machine gun spits bullets. All of that was interrupted by a soft creak as Viktor got up from his chair and walked over to Takemura.

    “Good to see you back among the living,” Viktor said, a faint smile on his lips. He was back to wearing his usual blue shirt, sleeves rolled up over his biceps, stethoscope hanging around his neck. He seemed much more at ease than the last time they met, the clinic being his natural environment much more so than the bar, though it did very little to lift the dark circles beneath his eyes. If anything, he looked even more exhausted.

    “How long was I…?” Takemura’s voice came out hoarse and strained, barely audible even for him. As if reading his mind, or, more likely, simply having a decent bedside manner, Viktor handed him a glass of water.

    “Here you go. As for your question, four days, give or take.”

    “And did anyone..?”

   “Did anyone come knockin’ lookin’ for you?” Viktor asked as he grabbed himself a chair and sat beside Takemura. ”Luckily, no. Left me wonderin’ what the hell happened. Somehow I doubt it was the Valentinos you met on a late night stroll, so let me make a wild guess - tough day at work?”

    “You might call it that.”

    “So what, Arasaka is sending their assassins after people for missing a day off work now?” the doctor asked, not much humor in his tone.

    “It wasn’t...exactly that. I apologize, but I would rather not discuss it right now.” Takemura replied but didn’t provide further explanation. To his relief, Viktor didn’t push for it either, at least for now. Before the silence between them could grow any heavier, Takemura added: “If you are worried about troopers bursting through your door, there is no need. If they had not done that already, I believe it means that I...got my point across.”

    “Should’ve seen the other guy, huh?” Viktor asked with a husky laugh.

    A wet sound of a blade piercing the sternum, going right through the aorta. A seasoned Arasaka agent struggling to load a magazine, fear in his eyes as if he had seen the devil himself. A quick cut to the neck of a practically defenseless man, still recovering from the shard’s aftereffects, dead before he had a chance to see what happened to his companions. That’s all it took, it seems.

                                                              ***

    “Since you’re out of the woods, allow me to give you a quick rundown of how it’s lookin’ for you: a gunshot wound to the stomach was a walk in the park compared to the scrap metal that was the wiring in your left hand. I hooked you up with some suitable replacements, should be workin’ just fine if you allow the cuts to properly heal, so take it easy for a while. I took the liberty to go in and tweak your CPU a little, managed to restore some basic interface functions, but I'm afraid all the other implants are a goner.” Viktor said, fingers dancing as he typed on the screen he was holding. “No way for me to reset them, Arasaka tech is way above my pay grade. You probably know that already, which brings me to another matter we should, uh, discuss.” the other man’s expression changed, his brows furrowed in concern clearly evident on his face.

    “Yes?” Takemura’s fingers froze halfway through buttoning the coat Viktor handed him. To his relief, Takemura realized it was his own coat, seemingly fresh from a half-decent laundry service, one that managed not to completely ruin the heavy grade wool. Buttoning it wasn’t easy with only one hand, but whatever was left of his pride made it impossible to ask Viktor for help.

    “I just found it concernin’ that you had such a strong reaction to bein’ cut off from implants, especially since it ain’t your first time. You should have experienced some mild nausea, light oversensitivity, maybe a vicious headache, but your other injuries aside, it knocked you right out for days. I ran quite a few scans when I was treatin’ you but didn’t find much to explain it. How’ve you been feelin’ in the last few months? Eatin’ well? Sleepin’?

    Was there even a point in lying?

    “Not really, no.” Takemura said, unable to look the other man in the eye, fingers slipping as he rushed to fasten the rest of the buttons,

    Viktor hummed and stopped typing away at the small screen he had been holding, letting his hands rest on his lap.

    “Listen, uh, the past few months have been tough on all of us. I’m not good with this sort of stuff, but if you need someone to talk to, I can give you contact info to a great doc.”

    “That will not be necessary, but thank you. I appreciate it.”

    “Alright, but you know, if you need it, don’t hesitate to ask. With the way things turned out, I presume you’ll be staying in Night City for a while?”

    “I’m afraid so. It would be unwise of me to come back to Japan right now.”

    “I know it was supposed to be a short trip, so I don’t presume you came prepared for a longer stay, huh?

    “I have some funds stashed away on a secure account, but it will take me some time to gain access to them. I will pay for your services, of course.”

    “Nah, it’s not my fee I’m concerned about. I don’t want you to roam the streets in the dead of winter, not an eddy to your name. Suppose what I’m askin’ is if you have a place to stay?

    “Not at the moment, no.”

    “Then how about you stay in my place until you figure out what to do next? I’m not there all that much anyway, been spendin’ most nights at the clinic lately. Shame for the place to go unused like this and it seems you need it more than I do.”

    Takemura hesitated. Viktor has already done so much for him, from saving his life to letting him run up a tab on little more than a word. He knew he'd never be able to repay such kindness, but the ripper was right. Before he jumps all the hoops to access the little cash he had stashed away on an account so deeply buried even Arasaka wasn't able to cut him off from it, more than a few days will pass. He still felt weak and even just the thought of spending the night outside was making Takemura miserable. At the same time, he didn’t want to stay in the clinic any longer, knowing that his presence had effectively stopped Viktor from taking up more than a few clients he trusted well enough.

    “Thank you, Viktor,” Takemura said and bowed slightly, as deeply as the stitches would comfortably allow.

    “No problem, really,” the man smiled and handed him a shard. “Just jack it in, it’ll tell you the location and grant access to the building. It’s a few blocks away, you won’t miss it.”

    “See you later, I suppose?”

    “Sure. Go get some rest before you go out to roam the streets and remember, your body ain’t got all the fancy tech to patch you up in no time. Folks like you often seem to forget that. Just take it easy, Takemura.”

    “It’s Goro.”

    “What?”

    “Call me Goro. And I will, do not worry. I have...a lot of things to figure out.”

Mok’s Mod List 2.0

Note that some of these mods require Content Patcher from the Nexus, and some mods listed need a bit of tweaking.

But thats not the point, the point is wanting to play Stardew Valley with Additions.

[cp] Babies Take After Spouse by Lakoria

What it says on the tin-- this mod lets your kids look like your kids! Its nice.

[cp] Dammit Clint Stop Hitting on My Wife by Rubecula

Tweaks Clint’s whole... thing to be closer to the whole “Guy with super bad social skills and anxiety about trying to talk to people”/”not really outgoing dude” and not so much “dude that literally watches Emily at her place of work and from bushes outside her house”/”Incel that you’d call the cops on if possible”. It correctly stops him hitting on emily when married to you. It makes him way more personable in terms of not setting off creep vibes. There’s a version available also of toning things down while being just friends. 

[cp] Elle's Cat Replacements by Junimods

[cp] Elle's Dog Replacements by Junimods

[cp] Elle's New Barn Animals by Junimods

[cp] Elle's New Coop Animals by Junimods

[cp] Elle's New Horses by Junimods

Lumping these together because they let you customize almost every sprite of a thing on your farm. Different cats, different breeds of dog, and new cuter barn animals, and horses. 

[Cp] Seasonal Villager outfits by Tanpopnoko and ParadigmNomad

Changes the villagers outfits as seasons change. No more Haley walking around in a tanktop and short skirts while theres like 3 feet of snow. Cute sweaters! Evelyn with nice sun hats! George not covered in food mess!

[cp ]Stardew Lottery Letters by Jokerine

You wanna play the lottery without putting anything in, and get like, cake when you don’t win? Want surprise money at random? Of course you do. Thats what this does. 

[cp] Canon Friendly dialogue expansion for all friend-able characters by Gizzymo

You ever play a file so long you’ve heard literally everything the npc’s can say? Like several times? Get this and get v in character lines that are spread out over the years. 

Abigail Dialogue Expansion by farmerjack

More Abigail! More words!

Adjust Baby Chance by JertsukkaTheMan

Some of us want to start a game with the goal of having a family with an LI. Its nice, its cute etc. But sometimes the game just won’t make your spouse ask you about having kids. For years. So this mod lets you adjust the chance of your spouse asking. 

All Professions by cantorsdust

Tired of only having one set of proficiency? Long to be a titan of farming? think its bullshit that you can’t master raising cattle AND growing potatoes? This mod unlocks both professions as you level things up. 

Animal Sitter by jwdred

Let your pet feed, water, and care for your farm animals. Or have your spouse do it. Pay for it or don’t, set if animal things go in to your inventory or a chest. Is very good if you wanna have animals but also are bad at telling which you’ve pet and which ones you haven’t.

Better Fruit Trees by CatCattyCat

Do you want an orchard without having to space things like a dnd movement grid? 

CJB Cheats Menu by CJBok and Pathoschild

Make fishing easier! Change walking speed! Change relationship levels! Complete that quest that you can’t find the thing for! Get chips for the casino! Get money i guess! 

CJB Item Spawner by CJBok

Decorate without being tied to the whims of everything else. Get things for quests. get ore without going mining bc mining is Danger sometimes. 

DokiDoki Dialogue Alex by alistairweekend

DokiDoki Dialogue Elliott by alistairweekend

DokiDoki Dialogue Harvey by alistairweekend

DokiDoki Dialogue Sam by alistairweekend

DokiDoki Dialogue Sebastian by alistairweekend

Collecting this together because it basically just adds more dialogue that makes the relationships much more convincing. 

Family Planning by loe2run

Lets you set the max number of children you and your spouse can have at a time. 

Free Dusty by skuld

Freedom for the doggo! Allows Alex’s dog Dusty to wander the town with Alex or wait for him in places. Not great irl, very good in game with the alternative being a way too small yard.

Gift Taste helper by tstaples

If you hover over the calendar on a birthday or on the portrait on your social menu, it’ll let you know what people like getting. A life saver. 

Happy Birthday by Omegasis

Lets you set a birthday for your Farmer, because really, you should have one.

Immersive Festival Dialogue by tangeriney

People now actually talk about the festivals happening around town! Like you know, normal people.

Instant grow Trees by cantorsdust

are you, too, impatient as shit? Want to have a syrup farm in a specific pattern but dont wanna wait? Get this and instant trees in the morning.

Kisekae by Kabigon [use Pathoschild unofficial update]

Like Get Dressed, this mod lets you alter the image of your farmer without having to pay the wizard. Why do you have to do dark magic for a haircut. It’s bullshit. So use this mod and get dressed up for festivals. The unofficial patch is on the compatibility page of the wiki.

Longjevity by RTGOAT

Adds more things to the game. Optional taxes, also adds more crops and clothing changes, and soda crafting. Can conflict with Seasonal Outfits, but can be worked in together. 

Map image exporter by spacechase0

Screenshots are now less of a pain

NPC Map Locations by Bouhm

“Where the fuck are they?” a sentence of the past! Adds markers to the location of villagers and shows if they move.

Paririe King Made Easy by Mucchan and PathosChild

Spelling Prairie is hard, but the games shouldn’t be. Makes you functionally immortal bc that minigame hurts me. 

Range Display by CatCattyCat

Displays a colored grid showing how far things cover. Scarecrows, beehives, and sprinklers. No more guessing where things reach!

Remote Fridge Storage by arjan3004

Fridge is tiny, is too small for mighty farming and foraging skills. Chest, though, chest is many and large together. Use chest as ice chest to store fridge, and cook with those things! No inventory management required.

Replanter by jwdred

Like Animal Sitter, but for the farm bit. Option for instant selling upon harvest. Also has option to put it into a chest for later. 

Part of the Community by bmarquismarkail

Ever feel weird about the fact you never get to know people through, like, social osmosis? Like if you’re super good friends with Sam, he’s probably talked to his family and friends about you. If you’re selling all these things to people, and helping people out, shouldn’t most people at least know ur a chill person? This mod gives a couple points toward your relationship to the citizens for every festival, for every thing sent in the box, and if you talk to people in a room with others, they all get a point or five. It’s very useful for keeping relationships going.

SBM Black Roof by ??

Mod i used to make my house pretty, but i can’t find it anywhere. 

Skull Cavern Elevator by Bifibi

Adds an elevator to Skull cavern, with option to change when the thing appears. No need to keep trying to not die every 10 floors only to need to do it again later.

Stardew Hack by bcmpinc

Basic thing that allows for below mod.

Wear More Rings by bcmpinc

You have ten fingers, why not so many rings? It would only make sense. So get your shinies on yall

Note 2: I have not included links in the post as links would make it not show up in the tags and thus would make sharing harder. Searching the Nexus modding website or the compatibility page will get you there. 

bangs table hello every1 it’s time for the hermianite au again :^) 

this post got a little long SO under the cut it goes

-TEAM ZIT i don’t have a lot but they r like. the IDEAL 4 friendships between the big 3. everyone expected tango (dianite) and impulse (mianite) to be super competitive and snappy @ each other while zed (ianite) is super stressed trying to keep them from sniping @ each other a lot but NOPE. they all have fun and they work together v well! 

-cleo has always been a dianite follower BUT she used to be an elf. and then one day she died. her friends (joe and keralis mainly i’m thinking) were having none of this and they went and petitioned ALL THREE gods to get her back. technically bringing someone back from the dead is supposed to be uhhh impossible but cleo is tenacious as all get out and so a combination of her soul refusing to leave her body + the gods powers + her friends help brought her back! now she’s unkillable.

-iskall probably became a dianite follower by accident but actually it worked out fine, he has a blast causing chaos with his buds. super lowkey on the belief part of alla that tho and has def had conversations with dianite like they r just chill bros. also he and grian............... menaces. 

-BIFFA..........i think abt his headhunt and what the gods would think abt it all the time. the gods r not so hot on straight senseless murder BUT biffa did format his murder spree like a formal invitation. it had puzzles and warnings and duels and all that, so while mianite and ianite were probably like “.............hm.” on it i think dianite would’ve been on board. murdering half the server for ur musuem: a dianite endorsed pastime

-the other side of that coin is that we tweak the rules a bit and say biffa DID just go ham and murder half the server in the span of a week. if that’s the case then all the gods would’ve taken Big Issue with that. maybe they task their champions to go and stop this murder robot. remember that time 5 hermits fought biffa all at once in season 3? yeah.

-of the mianitees i feel like jordan and tom definitely get their heads stolen, but tucker and sonja def aren’t off the table LOL

-xisuma is like. p high ranking compared to most mianite followers. idk how to translate his admin abilities but he’s got More Powers than ur average follower. this is definitely part of what starts to drive him and ex apart. 

-if apathetic x exists he’s a dianite follower to the core. 

-rarely is tfc seen but he’s a legendary ianite follower. dude’s been around for longer than u think he should have, he DEFINITELY knows more than he should, and also probably has ianite on speed dial

-doc’s prosthetics weren’t always red but they turned red once he started following dianite. same with python! iskall’s are still blu tho bcuz he’s a more chill dianitee. 

-all 3 gods watch the civil war go down and provide their own running commentary. they help out their followers with pranks/buffs in battle occasionally. mianite charges some creepers for team star, dianite makes g team’s fire charges explode More, stuff like that

thats all i got time for atm but talk 2 me abt this au pls

Hello again! I hope ya’ll have been doing great. This troll wen through a few revisions in the past and all they need are a few tweaks.

Sup sup sup I am in 😎 a LOT of pain! So to distract myself I’m gonna review this yeehaw.

Planet: Alternia

Name: Lutifi Fintan

Lutifi being a variation of Lutfi meaning kind and gentle in Arabic and Fintan possibly meaning white fire or white bull. According to Irish legend, this name was the name of the only Irish person to survive the great flood. As well as a name given to many Irish saints.

So this was submitted before SA gave us the more useful revision of our template, which means I’m going to have to guess at your troll’s theme. It looks like we have shades of…survival, “eye of the storm” kind of calm? I can run with that!

Age: ~6

Strife Specibus: x2 prongkind; Specifically dualweilding modified Sai’s

Presumably modified to look a little more like the symbol, yes?

Fetch Modus: Bubble modus: It deals with buoyancy with heavier objects sinking to the bottom and lighter objects floating to the top. The catch (pardon the fish pun) is that if you take something out, everything above it is removed from the deck.

Trolltag: The only documented tag I have for them is gaudiloquentAbsolutism which sounds a bit too over dramatic for a troll like him.

Yyyyyeah let me suggest something like pacificContinuity? Gives you that water theme as well as the “I will survive” vibe.

Symbol: A greek looking symbol is the only way I can describe it.

Blood: Fuchsia

That doesn’t seem to track with the character you’ve presented. He would have a number of societal expectations of him (including the one to impress his personal tastes onto other Alternians), would likely be the only one of his kind (with the implication that he would eventually battle the Condesce), and he would need to FEED GL’BGOLYB OR THE ENTIRE PLANET WILL DIE. None of this is the kind of life you can up-and-abandon to be a surfer bro. If you want to pursue him as a fuchsiablood, I would suggest either:

1) He’s run away from being the next Condesce and is choosing to hide out among his fellow surfers (in which case he would most likely either go hemoanon/just swap his clothes out for violet), and feeds losing surfers and their lusii to Gl’bgolyb, thereby further cementing his theme as someone who survives and hides themselves in the eye of the storm. or

2) If I may suggest a tweak to this character, maybe make him a purpleblood who decided to pursue surfing over subjugglation? This would once again mean running away, but given that purplebloods already live close to the ocean and we have at least one example of a very blissed-out purpleblood in the form of pre-breakdown Gamzee, it’s workable!

Quirk: ~~~ he talks kind of like this and surrounds himself with wicked waves with way more surfer lingo dude ~~~

Special Abilities: Other than being one of the best surfers there is not much else.

Lusus: honestly, I think he just left his lusus behind once he reached 5 sweeps just to do his own thing.

Yeah, this once again doesn’t track with being a fuchsiablood, since Gl’bgolyb is a forcibly high-maintenance lusus (aaaaand based on some reasonable guesswork, may not be a lusus at all). If you really want to stick with him as a fuchsiablood, you should probably figure out how he’s worked around that. On the other hand, if he were a purpleblood it’s implied that they are typically amphibious and potentially neglectful, which means a) he could’ve run without a lot of notice and b) he could still potentially run into his lusus out on the waves, brah.

Personality: Despite the whole weight of the royal court on his shoulders, he looks to be one of the most laid back trolls there is. Somewhat like how Cirava is with their whole 2 4 / 7  M O I S T U R E W A V E  C H I L L  B E A T S thing they have going. When things go down, he just goes with the flow of things.

Ehhhhhh I mean. Cirava is definitely 【２４／７　ＭＯＩＳＴＵＲＥＷＡＶＥ　ＣＨＩＬＬ　ＢＥＡＴＳ】 but it’s also implied they dug their own eye out of their face? It’s difficult to be chill on Alternia while maintaining awareness of the political situation, and if Lutifi is a fuchsiablood then that lack of awareness could have serious consequences. Has anyone tried to assassinate him? Are others protecting him so he doesn’t need to be on high alert? How does he make decisions for the planet? Does he just defer to others? If so, what plans are pushed through as a result of that delegation?

If you make him a purpleblood, he can maintain that trait because he’s high enough on the social ladder that he doesn’t have to climb, but low enough that he’s not responsible for important, planet-wide decisions.

Intrests: He does love to surf as well as practice his fighting skills since he hunts for his food. Though he spends most of his time in the water, he has made his home in a cave on the beach and likes to gather trinkets to decorate the walls of the cave.

Once again, this 100000% reads like a purpleblood beach troll to me. If you wanna keep him as a fuchsiablood, maybe the cave is the kind only accessible underwater?

Title: Knight of Breath

I completely agree that this character is a Breath player, but I’m not so certain I agree on the class! I think he might actually be a Thief of Breath? If you want to keep them fuchsiablood, especially, since his grab for freedom will directly limit others’ freedoms.

Land: Land of Liberty and Aether: A bit of a WIP as of now

I mean you’ve already got a pretty good theme going, so I say Land of Storms and Strings! All the consorts are trapped in their homes because of the strings that are tied between multiple doors! 

Dream Planet: Prospit

Yeah that tracks. The redesign would just involve changing colors and removing ears, and you’ve already expressed a desire in the past toward designing your own symbols, so I think I’ll cut Lutifi free now! Hope this helped!

TR

Adding SA’s very relevant addition:

(To add a note to TR’s excellent “this doesn’t read as Fuschia” analysis- that symbol tracks pretty perfectly to the established Bronze Sign Language! Big ol’ circle smack dab in the center.)

Close-Up [m]

Genre : Smut

Summary : On one fateful morning, you accidentally wear Chanyeol’s shirt, and much to his delight, you don’t realize this mistake of yours until he brings out his camera. And of course, certain events ensue.  - a rewrite of Canon -

First things first, you’re not a shirt thief, well, your boyfriend’s shirts are the exception. But they’re just really comfy, OK?

Especially the ones that just drown your whole body. They feel amazing on your skin, however upon wearing one, your boyfriend seems to lose all sanity when he sees you in one.

The sun was peeking through the slits of your blinds, not only waking you but blinding you at the same time. With your muscles still in their sleepy daze, your hand wandered across the empty spot beside you, searching for the curved and cold edges of your phone.

10:42. Sighing, you sat up and reached for nearest article of clothing to cover your top half. It was far too chilling to be wandering around the house half naked.

Slapping your face awake, you stumbled into the sunlit kitchen with only the pang of hunger in your stomach. With your hands at the fridge, you noticed the slumped figure at the tiny dining table, your boyfriend who by the looks of his squint needed to wear his glasses whilst reading on his phone - but he’d never be submit to  visit to the optometrist, ‘the glasses would throw off his vibe’ he’d once said.  

“Morning,” you said, as you reached for Greek yogurt pot.

“Sleep good?” he asked, mid sip of juice. You could hear a hint of something in his voice.

Curious you closed the fridge, only to find him staring at you with the dopiest smile on his face. It was childish, like he knew something you didn’t. You squinted your eyes, “Yeah … you?”

“Oh, I’m good,” he said.

“Why are  you looking at me like that?”

He gave you a fleeting smirk and lifted his glass to his lips. “Nothing, you just look extra beautiful today.”

Unconsciously, your hand went to brush away the straggling pieces of hair that had escaped your pony tail in the throws of sleep. You doubted you looked ‘extra beautiful’, your face was probably puffy. “Thanks … ”

“Just take the compliment,” He said, with the same shit eating grin plastered all over his face.

“Chanyeol-”

“Don’t shoot the messenger,” He stood up and placed his empty bowl  and glass into the sink.

“Babe, if there’s still cereal bits in the bowl, empty them in the bin.”  

A chill ran down the expanse of your back, as you recalled the times you’ve been washing dishes and felt a soggy bit of bran flake brushing on along the your fingers.

With a resounding sigh he picked the bowl up, and shoveled the  the leftover contents into the bin. “Happy?”

You nodded. “Very much so.”

“Yeah yeah,“He said, whilst wiping his hands on the kitchen towels. Passing you, he sneaked in a quick peck to your cheek and made his way over to the door leading to the hallway. He took one step out, before he popped his head back in again, "Stay where you are.”

“Why?” You asked, but your only answer is the sound of of his heavy footsteps running up the stairs and then doors swinging open. “Do you have to make so much noise?” You muttered under your breath.

Sighing, you settled into the chair he’d just left, and peel off the plastic covering of the yogurt. You poured a dusting off Chia seeds and dried fruit over the top, you were starting your healthy kick once more and this time it’d work. You’re certain of it.

You’re nearly finished when you hear the familiar sound of his footsteps running down the stairs and then -

Click

You looked up to find a camera peeking out from the door, the device held by the long fingers of your boyfriend.

Click

You leapt from the chair and scurried around the kitchen, knocking the sides of your hips against the corners of the counter as you dodged his aim. However, the feeble attempts to avoid the wandering camera were met the sound of click’s are hot on your footsteps.

“Yeol, stop it!” You screeched, your hand coming out to block the lens.

Click

“No, I need evidence.” He said, pressing the button on the camera. “Say cheese.”

You furrowed your eyebrows. “Evidence of what?!”

He stopped and gave  you a more than telling look over before grinning. “You’re wearing my shirt. Babe, I didn’t know you were this sentimental.”

You looked down at the material covering your chest.It was a black v-neck, one that in a sleepy daze you hadn’t noticed it was three sizes too big. “Oh calm down, it was an accident. Turn the camera off!”

“Nope.”

Click

Groaning, you marched past his lanky figure, your feet picking up the pace when you noticed him scuttling behind you. “Yeol, it’s enough. Let me live in peace!”

You hurried up the stairs, and dashed for the bedroom. You would’ve closed the door, but he was too quick and too damn long.

“Babe!” At this point, you couldn’t help but laugh. However, you’re certain that your laugh was driving him to continue his mission.

You were now on the bed,  having been backed up there by his unrelenting lenses. Chanyeol was towered over you, his knees  making dents on the bed you’d made as he moved closer. Laughing as well, he brought the camera closer to your face, stopping right before the lens bumped the tip of your nose. “One more.”

Click

“No Chan-I will actually kill you!” You scrambled up the bed, your hands grabbing a pillow in haste. You buried your face in it.

Click

“Oh come on,” He took one hand off the camera and wrestled you for the pillow, but not with his full strength of course. “Please!”

You shook your head, and latched onto the pillow for dear life,

“But, you look so damn cute.” He paused his actions to use the sleeve of his t-shirt to wipe the lens.

“You’re only saying that cause I’m wearing your shirt.”

“You’re right, now come'ere,” He latched on your bare ankle, then pulled until you were he situated somewhere under his legs.

“One. Two. Three….say I love Yeol!”

“I hate Yeol,” You said, contorting your face into a silly face.

Click

He placed the camera down on the bed. “The line between love and hate is thinner than you think.”

“Yeah, now move, i wanna finish my yogurt- Stop kissing my face!”  

He placed a few more smooches around your face. “Nope.”

“You’re so tiring,” You whined, before laying your head sideways. As relentless as ever, He leaned closer and placed his lips onto your neck.

“Oh really?,” He spoke in a sing song voice. And then begun to nip at the skin, leaving small bruises before his hands hand gently held your jaw and turned it towards him so you were face to face.

“Hmm, you really wanna go there huh? I have yogurt breath…” Your words were muffled by press of his lips. Clearly he didn’t mind yogurt breath. He used his tongue to pry your lips open, the moment your mouth opens, he slid his tongue inside your mouth.  Your ears hardly register the soft groan that left his lips as he deepened the kiss.

With your lips still holding his in a tight embrace, you ran your fingers along his hair, tightly gripping onto the longer strands of black hair. He was due a hair cut, but you liked his longer hair, it felt nice between your fingers.

You and Chanyeol aren’t the hard passionate type of kissers. The times in which you did the 'hard passionate kisses’ meant that either one of you walked away with a slit lip and a sore mouth. It wasn’t a pretty sight no matter how hot it had felt. Now you resigned  yourselves  to the slow kisses, the ones that wound the knot in your stomachs tighter and allowed you to take every piece of him. From his soft skin to the delicate scent of his shampoo mixed with your conditioner, because he was 'too manly’ to buy his own.  But nothing could beat the soft sounds of his breathing mixed in with moans.

Amidst the kiss, you could feel the cold tips of his fingers at the hem of your - well, his shirt.  His hands slid under the fabric, spanning over your stomach before moving up your chest towards your breasts.  A small gasp escaped your lips the moment you felt him tweak the nipple between his fingers, not only making them tender but pert.

By now he’d be slipping the loose material over your head, you knew your boyfriend like a book, however, he made no move to move it.

“You’re not gonna take it off?” You asked, after pulling your mouth away from his.

“No, I’m gonna enjoy the view for as long as I can,” The breathlessness in his voice made the bottom half of you throb. He leaned closer until you felt his lips brushing on the shell of your ear. “I don’t think you know how hot you look in it,” He paused and let his finger pinch your nipple over his shirt. Your lips parted ever so slightly at that.

“Fuck…. babe, can you imagine me tasting you and watching you moan and wriggle in my shirt-”

“Your mouth is filthy,” you whispered, unable to hide the tremor in your voice.  

“I know. how about we let my imagination come to life?” He asked, ending his words with a deep chuckle. “I really wanna taste you… do you want me to taste you?”

Your center throbbed harder, making the wetness in your panties grow. Park Chanyeol certainly had a way with words.

His hand had moved from your chest towards the lace edge of panties and was making quick work of them.

“Of course I do,” You sighed.

“How did I know you were gonna say that?” He said.

With ease, he gripped your sides and flipped you over. You were now sat atop of him, your ass brushing against his crotch. You stared down at him, but you could hardly maintain the stare. His gaze was too powerful! there was something about the way his half lidded eyes stared up at you, eye fucking, that’s what it’s called.  

“You gonna take a seat?”

“I certainly will-” An idea popped up in your head. “Hold on babe,” You reached down the bottom of the bed and grabbed the camera.“I need to take a picture of this,” You said, pointing the lens at his face.

Click

“Enough pictures,” he said, pushing the lens away from his face.

You let out a dry chuckle and gave him a pointed look, “So when I take one it’s enough? I see.”

“Let’s not argue, please.” He said gripping your thighs, with stealthy attempts to move you closer to the desired destination.

“Don’t worry, I’m not. But expect more pictures,” you placed the camera close enough that you can just about reach it- for later of course. “You ready?”

He nodded like a man that’s been dehydrated for a millennia. “come on, I’m waiting,” he gives you a few slaps on your ass.

With an equally eager look on your face, you scooted closer until you hovered on his face. His mouth disappears under the folds of his shirt, leaving only his eyes to slowly torture you.

He began by nipping the fleshiest part of your thigh, and then soothing the bite with his tongue just  before turning his head to the give the other thigh equal treatment. Your breaths became heavier as you felt his mouth moving closer and closer, stopping before he gets to your center. He pushed you down by the hips, letting your bottom half engulf his face. A flush of heat washed  over your face when you hear the clear sound of inhalation.

You lightly smacked the side of his arm, “Stop it,”

“What, is there a problem?” You can hardly make out his words, they’re muffled by your thighs.

“You know what- never mind,”  You rolled your eyes at the wink he’d sent you. He clearly knew what he’d done.

You just about managed to suppress a small moan when you finally felt his lips at your center. To make you lose all 'will’,  his devilish tongue darted out and made intoxicating journeys through your folds. The first touch always had your nerves going wild. Your held hard against the headboard.

“That feels so good…” You sighed the moment his mouth latched on your clit and begun sucking it, he never did it too hard, but always perfectly as though he was making out with your lips.

One of your hands nestled deep within his hair, grabbing onto the strands as your hips unconsciously began to grind against his mouth in a greedy search for more.

He released a series of throaty groans which not only vibrated against your center, but also made your breath hitch,  as you became more certain of the fact that you were becoming wetter and wetter. Even the wet sounds of his tongue lapping at your folds sent a bolt straight through you.

Spurred by the incessant sound of you muttering his name between breathy groans - which were driving him mad to no means -  he dug his fingers into your thighs and pushed your hips closer to his face.

You remembered the camera laying next to Chanyeol and make a grab for it. His eyes were shut, but they cracked open the moment he hears consecutive clicks. Yet still, he doesn’t stop his movement,but instead, he goes harder - Placing more suction on your clit and sometimes biting at the thigh. Fuck. The grip on the camera loosened quick and you dropped it at his side. You could feel the impending waves of pleasure creeping at your nerves.

“I’m close.” Your voice comes out in weak pants.

All you could register at this moment in time was his tongue and lips and the way they moved against your pussy. “Fuck … Y-yeol.”

Your muscles tensed and your thighs quivered against his hold.

You could barely compute the words or better yet mewls that left your mouth at that moment. It was all too much and it felt too good.

Taking in one final breath, you slumped down onto his chest, “That was-”

Click

You rolled your eyes and gave him a weak smile, “We can take more if you want?” you suggest pausing then continuing, “While I suck your dick?”

He paused. “Oh really?”

Click

You reached out to the band of his pj pants. “Yes, really.”

yeah for real when you’ve got a Scene in your head that would make more sense as a comic, you do get the whole advantages of using that format....like the dialogue of course & being able to show the changes between one panel & another to show movement & actions & things & time passage in general. and getting creative w panels is another tool you have to affect pacing and even tone, & unlike stuff like tv/movies, you get to change the shape & size of panels, which is useful imo for not only mood/pacing but also u can zoom in on exactly what u want viewers to look at. like having a lil panel just of some Detail like a hand or piece of paper or whatever. comix can jump around different shots without adding tension the way it might w film...idk i personally find it pretty fun to work with & it comes somewhat naturally to me to picture something as a comic in my head, though i’ll picture things like A Film just as much lol umm anyways yeah i think its great just to mess around w ideas in comic format & it can be rly good for making a scene with feeling, even in a short one... and i like to show emotion in movement and expressions and all, so that works out. like you can show a bunch of different facial expressions & show the slight changes & all....& show how ppl react to someone else in the space & move around each other.....its neat b/c imo emoting is generally a lot more in the subtleties of things. like you could show someone’s feelings exclusively through direct shots of their face but, realistically, ppls feelings are in things beyond their expression at any one point in time—its like, if the expression is subdued or exaggerated vs the essential content of the expression alone, their posture and how they move, what they look at, what they say, subtle shifts in their face or body as they react to something new—all these little sorts of behaviors ykno? not to downplay facial expression coz thats p much always key, and like i said its my fave...but when it comes to trying to portray stuff w emotional impact, i like to think of a lot of other details that imo can lend a lot of visual and emotional information alike....plus just the more stuff you’re drawing the more you’re giving a scene to work with... bgs and everything can set the mood & also just give context to a scene & even i’m getting better about like, making even simple bgs sometimes. anyways not like im an expert in anything at all related to anything but i have been Drawing W Feelings In Mind for a while i guess lol and yeah about characters who are usually carrying some form of tension (symbolic like displayed persona vs their actual internal, &/or more actually feeling tense like irritable and all lol) still having tension be relatable even when they’re happier or more relaxed, & thinking about that in a drawing—for me anyways i just think of that as part of trying to show their personality in every drawing. like i was saying w the example of when i nobly set out to give ppl another pic of kip fucking, even if he’s totally chill w the situation, it’s relevant to me when drawing it to think of the fact that he’s usually Not getting to be chill with Any situation, and have that affect how i portray the state of finally getting to purely enjoy himself in a major way. like i suppose thinking abt this just now, i always make a point of drawing him actually physically tensed in at least some small way, i think as part of imagining how the like usual constant presence of internal conflict plays into the reaction to its absence. like how it’s not an on/off switch where a person who has to live w that all the time has some version of themself that gets to Be Normal and suddenly not have to think abt how that feels. like even tho he’s presumably getting a break & a good distraction from that stuff, i think of how he wouldn’t suddenly have a new set of behaviors to access & isnt like, suddenly a completely different person, & how there could actually be a pressure in enjoying urself b/c of the knowledge of just how special that is & how much u should savor the moment. like, even in relief there’s a tension. sidenote especially if you think you might not get such a great experience again—feeling fantastic can have a painful edge in that case & can even be really heartbreaking if you don’t know when you’ll next get to feel that way again. anyways Back To Fucking lol like i said i think in that relief i’m drawing in a little bit of desperation in the knowledge that his moments of relief from feeling all hyperaware and self conscious and conflicted and what have you etc are rare, that i show by giving him a little edge of intensity in some way or another. me drawing kip as sexually desperate lmao owned... but truly that’s just a little piece of always trying to show a chars personality no matter the emotion or action or situation or whatever!! like back in the day i said something about how two people will show the same emotion differently in their facial expressions even if most ppl have the same “basic format” to it...the difference in how ppl emote & react to things shows their personality (so does other stuff obv but relevant to emotion specifically...) & so say if i draw the same expression for one character as i did another at one point, it would have a different meaning for each of them in the context of their differences in personality...one person’s smile has a different meaning from another person smiling the same way, and all. obv thats most relevant in characters who r dramatically contrasted in their outward behavior. like i talk about all this like its a science or i plot a whole chart before ever making a drawing but mostly i come up w some image or scene in my head that seems good to me & then sometimes barely even plan how to put it down. or other times i do think abt it a lot, but even then i’ll usually do last minute tweaks. it’s really mostly instinct imo, i don’t know if it’s true that i’m a bit overly tuned in to other ppls emotions & good at reading even really subtle shifts, that might be part of it, but even if it wasnt true, emotions are usually a p instinctive thing. but ppl can communicate the same feeling in totally different ways, including ways that AREN’T instinctive to you, so imo its also good to like, also treat it like something to consciously think about. and like also just yeah in media you already like that already seems emotionally impactful, its cool to pay attention to that & keep it in mind & try to imitate & stuff. and like i said about it not being a science, i talk abt putting emotion & a characters personality into everything, but its not like i think of anything i do as being overly complex & i expect anyone to look at any random drawing of mine & be able to fully reverse-engineer a characters entire personality from one pic lmao....i don’t pretend anything i make is some work of genius that contains Everything. but it at least contains something. & maybe if u had a few pix to compare, it wouldnt be hard to deduce personality from it. like, even when someone’s acting different from their usual personality, it’s still the same person, & how they usually are changes how their behavior reads. like for lars to be relaxed and casual around other ppl suggests a higher level of comfort & trust than average, specifically because of the fact that u know his usual behavior is to be more stressed & in one way or another defensive around others. also i like to try to draw personality in e v e r y t h i n g b/c all of this is propaganda of “my fave & if you don’t like it get out” lol......like each pic is its own lil love letter what with how if i didnt have a certain level of fondness for a character, then i couldnt be effed to draw them in the first place. so i want to be like, look at the way this character is, which is why i love & cherish them.....and like you said, with a basic ability to draw a recognizable form & an interest in making fanart with that ability, you’ve got everything you need to make the content you wish somebody else had already made for you to look at. and with choosing a lot of suffering characters to be fond of you have plenty of motivation to want to draw them having a nice time. or at least feel loved and appreciated or something. all that stuff hmm i can’t remember if i had anything else i meant to get at but yeah lol....Feelings

Here’s some camp smut cause I’m in the mood

(Sorry if this is terrible) Mikey was a 17 year old guy who had been going to summer camp forever, at this point he was out most of his old group mates and everyone was pretty chill with it. He was a second year counselor and was loving life. After a long day he went down into the locker room to get his bag and go home, when he was stopped by Jackson. Jackson had gone to camp with him for as long as he could remember and had grown up to be kinda cute. After a bit of silence and some awkward eye contact Jackson decided to make it a bit weirder, “So you’re gay right,” he said, breaking the silence.

“Yeah, I’ve been out to you for years. Why do you care,” Mikey responded slightly nervous and a little embarassed.

“Well ya see, I’ve been having this problem,” Jackson said, grabbing his groin and giving his clothed dick a slight stroke. Mikey began staring, eventually realizing what he was doing and darting his eyes back to his things. “You can stare. It’s alright,” said Jackson, his voice holding a bit of tension. “That’s actually where I was hoping you can help me out,” he said, inching towards Mikey and doing a slight strut to show off his semi-hard cock.

“Look Jackson, you’re cute and all, but I don’t know about this. If someone finds out we’d both get into a lot of trouble and my parents would freak on me” Mikey said, beginning to quicken the speed at which he packed up. But right before he could turn to reach the exit he felt a hand grab his arm, and something else graze his leg.

“No one will have to know, I won’t tell anyone, and I know you won’t. Right?” Jackson explained, tightening his grip slightly when saying ‘Right’, as if to imply something darker would come out of this.

‘Well I guess if he’s not telling anyone, and I’m definitely not telling anyone, then there’s no way for us to get in trouble,’ Mikey reasoned with himself. “Alright then,” Mikey paused and began moving Jackson towards the wall where there were benches. When Jackson finally reached the benches he stumbled back and fell slightly, his butt hitting the bench with a soft thud. Mikey continued by moving one hand to Jackson’s crotch and the other to his shirt.

“Yeah, good boy, you be a good boy for daddy,” Jackson began, getting a little too ahead of himself. However, Mikey had to say, he kind of liked it. It motivated him slightly and gave him the last drop of confidence he needed to do this. He took his hand from Jackson’s shirt and tucked it under the hem of the shirt, working his way towards the younger boys chest. He then moved his other hand from Jackson’s bulge to the hem of his shirt, which he promptly lifted, exposing his body.

While Jackson wasn’t all that muscular he did have some definition in his arms, nice broad shoulders, and the beginning of abs. He had an inny which led to his glorious snail trail and caused you to look at his V-line, all leading to one place. Mikey, with his beautiful ass, straddled jackson and began circling his hips around Jackson’s clothed erection, earning a moan from the seated boy. Mikey began kissing Jackson on the neck working his way towards the boys chest where his hand had been resting. He immediately attacked Jackson’s right nipple, tweaking the left with his thumb and index finger. By this time Jackson was not only a moaning mess, but he was also painfully hard from the friction on his erection.

“Please, just let my cock loose,” Jackson begged. But Mikey didn’t respond, instead he began licking the lines of where Jackson’s abs began to form. He eventually worked his way to Jackson’s waistband where he began to tug down with his teeth. While it was just after Jackson’s group had swim, Jackson was going commando, for he was still in his bathing suit.

“Oh fuck, daddy went commando just for me, I’ll make sure you get a nice payment for that,” Mikey began, gazing up at Jackson whose eyes had glazed over with lust. Mikey continued pulling the swim trunks down to Jackson’s knees, allowing his 7 inch veiny cock to spring to life. “It’s so big, how could you hide this from me all these years daddy,” enphasizing the daddy and giving the large dick in front of him a stroke.

“Now suck daddy’s cock, and swallow all his godly juices down,” Jackson said, his voice beginning to get more aggressive as he spoke. With that, Mikey began kissing up Jackson’s thighs, leaving little love bites as he went. He finally moved back, taking the cock into sight. It was long, veiny, and had slight girth. It was surrounded by a well-kept bed of dirty blonde pubes which led to a large nut sac, balls begging to be drained of their juices.

After about a minute of examining the cock before him, Mikey brought his tounge to the head of the dick and swirled around, cleaning the bit of precum from the bulbous head. Jackson began to moan a bit louder than before and he had every right to do so. Mikey then began going down further into the cock, deepthroating it and nuzzling his nose in the warm pubes. He bobbed his head up and down when he suddenly felt a hand grab his curly brown hair, “Now daddy takes control,” Jackson said, pushing through moans and groans.

He held Mikey’s head in place and began shoving his cock down the 17 year-old’s throat, causing the boy to choke. Eventually adjusting to others size and beginning to moan around the cock, enhancing the pleasurable experience.

The face fucking went on for about fifteen minutes until, finally, Jackson’s body began to grow weak and he let go, letting Mikey finish the other off. “I- I’m cumming!!” Exclaimed the boy as he shot his hot, sweet, and sticky seed into Mikey’s mouth. Mikey let some of the cum dribble out of his mouth and onto Jackson’s cock, he cleaned the dick off and allowed Jackson to ride out his orgasm while keeping the boys length in Mikey’s mouth.

The two sat there, panting and in utter disbelief of what just happened, “Damn man, you give some good head. That’s the best orgasm I’ve had in months,” Jackson said, breaking the silence one last time.

“So I’ve been told,” said Mikey with a slight grin. They left the locker room together and Jackson drove Mikey home, after all, he owed him one. Or maybe a little more.

for “no particular reason” some thoughts on stuff I’ve watched/read lately

spoilers ahead but most of these have been out for a while by now

Beauty and the Beast remake

overall entertaining and well-animated, though I still prefer the original

some of the story tweaks were neat and I especially liked the subplot about the cursed servants becoming less sentient(?) as time went on

others were kinda unnecessary imo, the whole opening scene being a glaring example. also giving the Enchantress a bigger role is neat in theory but kinda definitely raises a few Questions

not fond of the autotuned lead singer which is even more obvious comparing soundtracks

the furniture designs cannot grow on me They Simply Can Not, you can’t get nearly as many lines of action or squash & stretch out of a hyperrealistic CGI teapot

on that note the original’s beast design is still the best design, shout-out to my family for calling the live-action prince a “surfer dude”

at the end of the day idk what to make of the LeFou Discourse(TM) but shout-out to the little bit where Potts was like “you’re too good for him [Gaston]” and all things considered I thought it was a biiit more than what those cynical meme posts suggest. mind I’m not sure what I would’ve thought if I didn’t know about the whole shebang beforehand

it was apparently enough to get the film banned in a few countries, which doesn’t equal Instant Representation Pinnacle obviously but ehhhh that’s another topic for another time

Maleficent is still the best live-action “remake” of the films disney’s been churning out lately imo my onion, but I can’t say any of them have really disappointed me? (unless the first Alice counts; all I remember is that it was weird, which I guess is a given considering the source material but idk live action loses so much charm. definitely haven’t watched the second and have no interest in thereof)

anyway Mulan is one of my favorites so fingers crossed...!

Moana

very predictable but heck if that oscar bait song hasn’t been intermittently stuck in my head since

big earworm shout-outs to “You’re Welcome” and “Shiny” too but this website has ruined the latter sequence to an extent because I’m half convinced someone in production there has a vore fetish

in any case that was way too good a villain song for a one-scene show-stealer wtf the fuck

Moana’s voice & overall expressiveness fuels my soul

also it was GORGEOUS, more than compensates for another ~coming of age~ plot with fantastic colors

I have a lot of questions about the sentience of the ocean

what do you mean the Obligatory Animal Companion was a chicken and not the pig

okay ngl I didn’t quite catch the angry volcano spirit woman also being the green lady? I don’t think...? aw heck it’s been a little while by now but the ending was neat

how fucking old is Maui

Universal Harvester by John Darnielle - if you recognize that name it’s because, as I found out after reading, he’s the guy who leads the band responsible for a song I had on repeat hell for at least a couple months after discovering it via this wonderful, wonderful "lyric.. comic... thing” </ungodly run-on>

if this seems completely out of nowhere it’s because it is. I’ve jacketed and shelved a lot of new books, and while a good handful catch my interest, few compel me to check it out before heading home for the day

off the top of my head the other most recent book this happened with was No One Else Can Have You by Kathleen Hale (heads up for a non-graphic image of hanging on the cover), which was... oh holy shit that was over three years ago I don’t read often enough nowadays x_x

that one started strong but, around if not at the point where the protag was making out with the secondary dude, took a sharp turn towards the cliche & general What Is This Fuckery. but I digress

seriously no image on the internet can do this cover justice, the vaguely vaporwave-lookin part is actually very dark and the whole thing shines like one of those rain puddles mixed with.. gasoline? oil?? whatever makes it rainbow-y at a certain angle

I only skimmed the inside flap description before diving right in the night I took it out, and I realized a good chapter or two in that I’d unintentionally picked up a horror novel.

well. kinda? horror-ish?? despite there being no killer on the loose, no supernatural monster on the prowl, not even an invasion of alien farmers federally paid to invade your small town, basically no imminent looming dagger above the protagonist’s head, it’s VERY unsettling for the most part and I gotta give it major kudos for that

<SPOILER class=“mild”>also huge shout-out to the subtle switch to first-person at a key moment, then scattered throughout from there on.</SPOILER> it was at that point I had to reread the description to see what I’d actually gotten myself into and decided I was gonna read this sucker in one sitting or I wouldn’t be able to sleep

(skip this bullet point if you don’t like vague ending spoilers) despite that it manages to leave off on a somber, even sentimental note. pretty darn satisfying, though upon further thought there are a few big questions left unanswered that probably should’ve been addressed. (/vague end spoilers)

overall I’d recommend it if you’re looking for an interesting little read that might send a few chills from atmosphere alone but also makes you think*. just don’t start reading expecting a chapter or two before bed will do help you fall asleep.

*yeah yeah I know “makes you think” is something of a meme phrase at this point, but screw it I like my media when it actually engages the viewer/reader for more satisfying payoff. I’m not a fan of the “lol intellectualis” thing anyway V: but I digress.

Kubo and the Two Strings

ftr the record I called Beetle being the dad from his debut

my god Laika really likes their bugs and creepy hands (based on this and Coraline at least, I’ve seen ParaNorman but don’t remember much). this is absolutely a compliment.

voice acting didn’t thrill me, with the exceptions of the old lady & spirit sisters, but got dang those facial expressions

magic worldbuilding left a lot to be desired but it took place in fantasy China(/Japan? as with The Last Airbender I think we’re looking at another fictional Asian blend) and I for one am a sucker for that so I can let it slide

climactic fight felt kinda shoehorned, when the moon spirit dude showed up looking like a nice old man I almost thought they were gonna go for a less confrontational ending sequence - which I guess it kinda did but also the obligatory “join me and we can rule forever” stuff came up. I dunno I liked the spirit fish form ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

don’t get me wrong here I did enjoy it, I guess I was just expecting a lot more from all the talk about kids being able to handle mature themes and whatnot? ah well the conflict wasn’t quite Good Versus Evil so that was neat

was the moon spirit just a regular old dude all along though? is the moon going to rise again even with him hanging out among mortals? is he mortal now?? how does the Plot Amnesia work???? can someone tell him who he really was even if it’s not flattering??????

idk for some reason I feel like I’m being harsher here than anything else so far, really did enjoy it though. LOVED the 2d animation in the credits and I absolutely must emphasize how fucking awesome the animation is, being primarily stop-motion and all. they set a very high standard with Coraline and cartwheeled over it with Kubo holy hell

also I have a new desktop background

Wings of Fire Book 1: The Dragonet Prophecy - Iiiii actually haven’t finished reading this one just yet, saving the last part for when I finish at least one mcfucking assignment, but here goes nothin:

if you take a shot for every blatant violation of Show Don’t Tell you’ll be dead three chapters in, not sure if that’s because this is a middle-grade book or what

that said I find the plot & its overall direction intriguing enough to continue and, much as I may internally groan at the repetitive characterization and disney villain dialogue, I thought it was worthwhile and already have the next book checked out ;V

what can I say there are dragons there’s a war and it’s a very interesting take on the whole “because you are the Chosen Ones we will raise you here for hero training” deal

there’s also some intriguing worldbuilding with regards to the “scavengers” and “the Scorching,” not sure how much those are covered in this book but a friend who recommended the series in the first place says it’s some kind of post-apocalyptic thing?? nice.

not really related but shout-out to that one commenter in Script Frenzy who told me it was jarring or weird or something to have my dragon protags straight-up eat a few human researchers. I mean they weren’t wrong and it’s not like the WoF good guys have eaten any people (onscreen, at least) but still. I don’t read dragon stories for the humans >:T

in any case, sorta wondering if that one surviving scavenger will come back in any way later...? chekov’s human.

but seriously we don’t need to be beaten over the head with exactly why each dramatic plot twist is indeed dramatic, I could practically hear the manufactured gasps

despite that there are also descriptive passages of fun events like characters getting their necks snapped or screaming in agony as poison seeps through their scales! and we've barely scraped the surface of the Horrors of War!! >:Dc

conclusion of sorts for this disorganized mishmash of bullet points: why yes I am one of those unrelatable fucks who doesn’t buy the whole “I will defend a shitty shebang of a plot if the characters connect” thing how are you. what can I say, even if I don’t have any particular fandoms right now, I still have Thoughts On Media and no one can stop me from throwing a good ~90 minutes into typing ‘em up despite having other responsibilities ;’V

tune in next time for... well honestly I dunno if this is gonna become a regular thing, but whatever thanks for readin feel free to like reply and follow and see you next time on a-flyleaf dot tungler dot corn~

Tuesday, July 31, 2018

post #204

main points:

- work on fixing command PR comments/test clean up

- lunch with the team

- mock interview practice

- cousin visit the office

- start new iOS command PR

- address final command PR 

- gym running

- dinner takeout + megalo box

- chill at home

today i:

- woke up at 8:20am. i was tired af. snoozed until like 8:50am

ubered with damien to work. wow i just typed dimitri instead of damien. i don’t think my brain is in the right place right now

- grabbed breakfast at the office. bumped into my mentor so the 3 of us had breakfast. it was really good and filling today. i had bagel with cream cheese, salmon + eggs, cucumbers and yams(?)/potatoes

- went to my desk and fixed up the changes that my mentor left me on my PR. then i spent a while fixing the unit tests because the changes he suggested made some significant changes to the data. the unit test was tricky, i manually made my own data model based on the implementation. i was happy that it worked because i didn’t have to struggle too long with it to get it to work. which means i’m getting a better understanding of things

- went to lunch with the team in 1000. it was me, john, dan lillia, kelly, roberto and some other peeps

- did a mock interview with dan from 1-2pm. i think it went pretty well. i stumbled a bit and didn’t consider some edge cases on the question, but overall dan said that i did a good job communicating my thoughts and demonstrating my capabilities. i just maybe need to get a better balance between considering those edge cases and stuff

- did some work on the unit tests from 2-2:45pm. got it ready to be reviewed again 

- my cousin came to visit me at the office! i showed her around 1000 and then 900 and we just chilled at the coffee bar. since the main building’s under construction there wasn’t much to see

we had a good conversation for like an hour and a half. catching up on career stuff/summer stuff. 2+2 program, personal life (her dating life, my break up), and just other random stuff. it was fun, i haven’t seen her in like... a long time. i had some yogurt from the cafe and she grabbed snacks from the kitchen. we hung out from 2:45pm-4:15pm ish

- went back to work at my desk. no one reviewed my PR yet so i started on a new iOS client side PR. now that i have the server side logic more or less there, it’s time to do the iOS side. i set up the ground work for it (my mentor’s proposal already had a sample implementation). i was tweaking it and had some dependency issue (as per usual :p). worked on that PR from 5-7pm ish. my mentor also reviewed my PR and i worked on that a bit. made some changes, then realized that i hadn’t followed the design doc correctly in the first place, so i changed it to be the design doc’s implementation

- went to grab dinner takeout, then planned to go to gym and eat dinner afterwards. the main building’s cafe was closed due to construction so i went to 1000. i met two people in the elevator who also were trying to go to the cafe but couldn’t. their names were nancy and john. john is down in south bay and nancy works in 1000. it was nice meeting them. we chatted while we waited in line, getting to know each other a bit better/what teams we were on. 

i grabbed takeout (chicken thighs, mashed potatoes and broccoli). brought it back to my desk. cleaned up my tests (after making the change to my mentor’s comments), then went to the gym around 7:30pm

- ran 2 miles on a treadmill from 7:30-7:50pm. i hadn’t been to the gym to work out in like a month. breakdancing has kind of been like pseudo-exercising i guess. but yeah it wasn’t too bad, i’m glad i could handle it without too much effort

- went back upstairs, watched megalo box S1E11. it was a bit corny but cool seeing team nowhere win megalomania despite the mafia guy forcing them to try to throw the match. hit me in the feels a bit

- tried to verify that at least the command server side PR i made wasn’t going to crash on the actual app. but then while testing... the bell component just didn’t show up at all... i was so puzzled... i guess we’ll figure it out tomorrow. i called an uber home around 9pm

- got back around 9:30pm. bought some cheez-it packets from the office and made a pb&j sandwich. idk why i’m so hungry now when i get back. maybe it’s my sleep schedule? maybe i’m stressed out? who knows

saw the new venom trailer 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xLCn88bfW1o

it actually looks like it might be kind of interesting, watching a second version of it instead of a teaser... we’ll see

watched this insanely cool video about a rock skipping robot and the engineering process

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M0_U1FHwACk

and some david dobrik vlogs from like may 25-may 17 2017

- took a shower. wrote yesterday’s blog post. tested my friend’s new iteration from OW of his mac app (i left him a lot of feedback on sunday). writing this post at 1:10am

time to ptfo

good night

jesus it’s already august at the time of this writing