#Im not as fast as I was and now care how my art looks more welp | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

nwndrlndn · 10 months

Text

modern anakin hcs

pairing : modern!anakin skywalker x gn!reader | wc : 1.4k | 18+MINORS DNI

a/n : this is just how i see a modern anakin. its kind of an add-on to boyfriend.

general hcs ( adaptational awareness )

anakin is some kind of scandinavian from shmi's side of the family and thats all he really cares about. his stance on his father and his full ancestry is "if he didn't want me then, i don't want him now" ( lies, we'll talk about the daddy issues later )

so shmi was probably born in a country thats similar to sweden or denmark and anakin probably spent his early years there. but by like 4 or 5 they moved from shmi’s home country to modern tatooine

so like picture little blond haired, blue-eyed anakin, right? imagine he was homeschooled for like the majority of his life and he walks into school with a swedish accent and basic english skills

eventually, shmi saves up enough money and gets a really good opportunity to send anakin to a really good school in coruscant

shmi taught him how to cook, clean, some housekeeping skills

and he has even less friends, but he got along with his peer mentor, obi-wan, who was like on the verge of graduating and saw anakin as a surrogate brother

anakin definitely isnt emo until he’s in college, before college, i imagine him dressing like scott barringer, loose clothes, light colors, and he keeps his hair blond

this era of anakin defintely liked car shops and had a part time at a niche interests store ( think like, a bait shop ) to help his mom

he met padme in his junior year of high school, she was one of those alumni who were asked to come back to talk about the college experience to high schoolers

and anakin ( having zero filter ) asked for her number after the talk and she shot him down but still gave him her number.

then like, going into his college orientation, he was pissed off because his mom had remarried while he was away. but he was coming to terms with it and liking his step brother and his fiance.

i picture he shows up kind of fucked up looking. like his hair is growing out and the texture is off, his clothes are dark on the inside, light on the outside, and he’s listening to music on his headphones the whole time

and you see him sitting by himself, a little off from the engineering majors and fiddling with something in his hands and you walk over to him, in spite of your major and your nerves and sit next to him

instantly the headphones are off because his cool, tough guy front is still just a front, he was HOPING someone would talk to him

and you guys hit it off, chatting away about everything and anything

even when you part ways and the orientation ends, he’s texting you randomly and oh my god, he thinks too fast for his thumbs

“hve you seen ovrdrive?” “wtff is that thing your ordered at ciplt? im picking up food fr obi and he hates when i bring spicey stuff” “hellp”

he moves in with doctoral candidate obi-wan for college and takes up a part time at a mechanic’s shop and another as an overnight security guard ( he just sleeps and works on assignments there )

he got his mom threepio, a golden retriever, but usually is playing with padmé’s border collie, artoo ( credit to this amazing fan art )

he asked out padme after he fixed her computer ( for funsies ) and didnt shut up about her the entire time they dated

anakin is clingy in relationships, literally would hold onto padmé’s bags while out in public so she wouldnt wander too far from him

and he just really liked the environment of padmé’s apartment, being around you, padmé, and sabé was just a really big comfort for him

his descent into becoming a metalhead mostly happened because one of his bosses suggested it to him

and slowly he started to enjoy it more and more

and his wardrobe got darker, developed an energy drink addiction, and he started letting you and padmé give him messy eyeliner

and it culminated when he asked you to help him box dye his hair and now theres a stain in his bathroom of a streak of black hair dye across the ceiling

the reason why anakin and padmé broke up was a healthy end because ani def got a little jealous and toxic and padmé had to sit him down and tell him it was for the best

and he resented her for a while, wouldn’t talk to her while at her apartment for a good month

but then he watched her burn food and he felt bad and ended up cooking something for her and they never spoke about it again

and he definitely liked you when you first met, even when he was dating padmé ( and the few flings he had after her )

he just made himself bury his feelings for a while by treating you like a best friend or little sister

hanging out with you when padmé took everyone on a lake house trip and was busy talking to others

his actual confession comes in the form of him making a really crappy bracelet at his work bench

yes, he literally set up a robotics station in his bedroom. he will literally invite you over and sound so excited to see you

only to focus and work for 8 hours with only two rockstars and his thrash metal playlist as sustenance

you can try to give him a snack and he’ll ( unintentionally ) glare at you until he realizes he’s been ignoring you for so long and he just picks you up and kisses you

now youve got anakin licking at your face and laying on top of you. he’s not coming up for air until he’s made up for every minute he ignored you accidentally

his favorite kind of date would either be a movie date or to go out for a drive then stargaze

he will put you in his clothes, whether you like it or not. and he smells a bit like like oil and sweat mixed with mint

he started getting tattoos because he saw it as a form of independence

he has one industrial piercing, and three others on each of his earlobes. the tongue piercing was for fun

he likes alternative girls more, but if you’re not alternative he won’t push you ( unless you like that )

will have a titty attack if you call him emo and not a metalhead ( theres a difference )

18 + hc

he’s so fucking WEIRD

so he probably gets off every other day because of his mind ( and because his hands wander so much that he gets himself worked up )

to get into the idea i mentioned in boyfriend

he got your name near his navel and once he realized he liked you, he would try to aim his releases over your name

and he’s not a bad shot

his hands wander naturally because he just likes to feel your skin. like its not even his intent to get sexual, he’s absently rubbing your back and like 5 minutes later he’s just massaging your ass and tits if you lay on him

he’s actually really big on doggy, he just really likes to look at your back

so he also likes bending you over tables, counters, his workbench, his bed, and security desk at work

he has aquaphilia. will feel you up in pools and in large bodies of water

he really likes biting and marking

during sex, he likes to focus on your neck and back

but in general he would be the kind of guy to give you a forehead hickey

and will rub off any makeup you put on to cover it

prefers to praise and worship you, and if you try the same, he’ll get awkward and embarrassed but lap it up anyways

if you degrade him and objectify him, he will fuck you within an inch of your life

he also has his own playlists that he plays when you guys are fucking

he broke the door to his room so it’s not the best place to have sex, unless youre ok with the possibility of someone walking in

obi wan accidentally walked in on you both once and had to leave the apartment for a week

he has tried to fuck you in his car but you bumped your head and he drove you straight home to ice it, refuses to even get road head because of it

483 notes · View notes

small-sinclair · 4 months

Text

Flower Kisses

@sup-im-blue…some more Johnny fluff to satisfy you.

You where in the kitchen pealing potatoes when he came into the room. You heard Johnny’s boots click on the wood coming behind you. Before you knew it, he wrapped an arm around you and kisses your neck gently. In the other hand, he held up a small thing of flowers.

“For you, bunny,” he says sweetly, kissing your cheek. “Figured ya might like ‘em in our room.” You felt his smile press against your skin as he kisses you again. “Like them?”

You turned to face him, placing your hands on his shoulders. He leaned down and pressed his forehead against yours and looked into your eyes. Whenever you two are alone, he allowed his guard to drop and let himself be, well, human for a while. Before you, he was sharper than a knife and hard around the edges. Now, he melts like wax by your touch and wants nothing more than to fill that emptiness inside him.

“You always know how to make me smile,” you said, playing with the little curls. “I like them, thank you.” Leaning up, you placed a kiss on his scar. “Such a sweet little guy.”

“‘M not a lil’ guy,” he scoffs, but he has a smile on his face. He pressed a sweet kiss against your forehead, earning a giggle from you. “But I guess ‘ll be your lil’ guy.”

He brushes your hair away and held your cheek. He admires you like an untouched marble block. “My, my, lil’ bunny… you sure look lovely today.”

You rolled your eyes. “You say that everyday, Johnny.”

“And I mean it everyday.” He placed his hand on your cheek. “You’ll always look beautiful.”

You rested against his hand and closed your eyes. He holds you a bit closer as he littered your face with little kisses and praises. When his lips kisses yours, quick and fast, he came back for another, kissing you passionately. “I love you,” he whispers, kissing you again. “‘M the luckiest man alive.”

You picked up a flower held it close to the side of his face. “Sunflowers look good on you.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,” you said, nodding. “I guess that’s why I didn’t see you in the fields when you caught me.”

He shrugs. “Well, you were easy to catch, y/n.” He placed his hands on your hips and came closer to you. He wasn’t firm when his thumbs made circles on your skin. He looked at you as if he was admiring a piece of art. “Best catch ever, actually.”

You placed the flower on the counter and wrapped your arms around his neck. “Am I, Johnny Sawyer?” There was a bit of dried blood in his hair and shirt, but it didn’t mind you. It used to, but not anymore.

He kisses your lips gently then your forehead. “Never lie to ya, darling.”

As much as you wanted to be in his arms longer, the front door opened and Cook shouted, “Johnny! Get out here! Got another round!”

Johnny clinched his jaw and he was about to snap back, but her hand on his chest calmed him. He take your hand and kisses the knuckles. “Be back soon, y/n. Get to the safe room, okay? Don’t want ya hurt.”

You nod and stood on your toes to kiss him then caressed his cheek. “Be careful, Johnny. I mean it.”

“I will—“

“Johnny! Ass out here, now!” Sissy shouted from the door. “Com’on!”

He rolled his eyes. “I’m comin’!” He snapped over his shoulder. “I swear, I gotta do everythin’ ‘round here.” He kisses you one last time. “Be home soon. Get ta’hiding.” He steps away from you and started towards the door.

You couldn’t help but laugh to yourself as you turned and brought down a vase for the flowers.

#johnny slaughter x you #johnny slaughter x reader #tcm johnny #johnny slaughter #johnny sawyer x reader #johnny tcm #johnny sawyer #tcm fanfic #slasher imagines #slasher x y/n #slasher x you #slasher x reader

234 notes · View notes

cainesrealwife · 6 months

Note

perhaps some nsfw hcs for Caine 👀👀👀 👉👈

CAINE NSFW HC'S

ok first off his if you think his thing is massive… I’m sorry but your wrong

it’s a bit under average but not small either

it might not be the biggest but it’s WIDE

🙀

this guy can be quiet or can be so loud you can hear it from the grounds to the void and back

it depends

when he’s quiet he just occasionally grunts but when HES CLOSE

he’s a whimpering mess… not loud whimpers just lots of them mixed with gasps

ok now if this guy is loud he is VERY loud

if he’s quiet he really is quiet not even any words

however if he’s loud he’ll call you all kinds of praises and tells you how good you are doing

sometimes he also when it feels very good he loudly moans “OH MY”, “T-THIS IS INCREDIBLE”…

one time you and caine were in your dorm and pomni was walking by while you two were at it….

let’s just she couldn’t look at you or caine without immediately looking away and turning red for the next few days

this man likes to take make it romantic either slow or fast

if he’s thrusting slow into you either vaginal or anal he likes to have a good look over your whole body

saying that he also does that for when he goes fast would not be a lie but also not true either

his movements are so sloppy when he’s fast and he’s so lost in pleasure he can’t concentrate which doesn’t mean he doesn’t sometimes glance at your body

😼

ok but this guy didn’t take care of his thing before you came

(if he even has to do that but pretend he does)

the first time you two did it it wasn’t very clean but he made sure to always keep it clean after that just for you <333

this man doesn’t have a high sex drive so he rarely asks you

most times he either notices when your needy or you have to initiate yourself

since he also doesn’t have a high sex drive he rarely takes care of himself

but if he does he only does it in private

BUT if it’s very high and he’s feeling very kinky he’ll ask you too watch

one more thing I feel like to mention he doesn’t like public sex (as public as it can be)

even though he can be very loud SO loud everyone can hear you and knows what you two are doing he doesn’t want anyone to find out

and since everybody is too embarrassed to ask caine abt it he doesn’t know people know abt it

(one time jax called you out for it as consequence you tied his ears into a ribbon after that he didn’t ask again and nobody dared to ask)

———————————————————————

RAAAGGG HOPE THIS IS KINDA ALRIGHT?! THIS ISNT PROOF READ… I THINK I MADE THE HCS TOO LONG RHAJAKEKRKEK REALLY HOPE THIS IS AT LEAST SOMEWHAT PLEASING UNG AN ACCEPTABLE!! IM ALSO SCARES THIS IS TOO LONG NFHSHENRM👿👿

PLEAS YOU HAVE ANY ADVICE TELL ME!!

(credit to the art to some guy on r34 don’t ask why I was on it btw)

sincerely

-@cainesrealwife

#caine x reader #the amazing digital circus caine #caine #tadc caine #tadc #the amazing digital circus

232 notes · View notes

sporesgalaxy · 3 months

Note

I know this is something u were probably asked before but as the guy that has a good relationship with art....how do you do that??? I mean I get that this question is vague but how do you not care if it looks bad? Do you just?? Keep on going till it looks like you want it to look? Despite the agonies? You seem like you enjoy talking abt this thats why im asking, dont feel the need to answer if u dont wanna

hmmmm. You know, I don't think about the agonies much these days. But it's not that I don't care. I guess I've become a freak who sees beauty in the agonies, sorta? It's kind of complicated! I will do my best to explain!

First of all, I know that I have the unfair advantage of having no ambition. I don't have a goal for my art besides making art when I feel like it. That makes it easy to be less judgemental-- I remember having a rockier relationship to my own art during the time when I thought I would make it my career.

This is why I like talking about my perspective, though!! I think it's important to try not to let yourself be consumed by self-criticism as an artist, even if self-criticism is necessary for you, and hopefully my carefree way of looking at things can help balance things out haha.

Anyways, ambition or not-- and I know how this sounds but bear with me-- art doesn't ever look bad.

(Barring ethically harmful art, ugh, I don't want to get into ethics so just-- surely you know what I mean!!!)

Art gets a lot less stressful if you can tell yourself that no art is bad, and remember the reasoning behind that until you really believe it. It isn't a fast process, but it's very worth the work.

The truth is that art either looks how you want it to look, or it looks different from the way you want it to look, but both are ultimately neutral. You CAN make art that looks different from what you wanted, that you still feel pleased with.

When art looks different from how you wanted, the gut reaction you have is often to call it bad or get frustrated. And of course it's frustrating! Maybe you feel it's not as effective at communicating something as you'd hoped, or you feel it's not as visually impactful as you imagined...but it's important to remember those things are only your perception. Not an objective fact. And art is a two-way street! A communication between creator and observer! And communication is really weird and complicated.

•••

Other people's perception of your work won't ever be exactly the same as yours. Sometimes this is desireable and sometimes it isn't! Maybe your art will communicate the thing better to someone than anything they've ever seen-- even if a more effective version could theoretically exist, the "imperfect" version that actually exists and communicates is all that matters to the observer. Or, maybe a feature that turned out exactly how you wanted it to will fly completely over an observer's head, and not have the effect you wanted at all. A lot of the time, you'll never even know.

An artist can NEVER fully control an observer's perspective, so at a certain point you have to live with what you have. You already do this, to some degree, if you have ever EVER decided to stop working on a piece of art and share it. You can always keep adding to something. You can always keep editing. But sometimes, you stop. And perfection doesn't exist, so when you stop it must be because the art is good enough for now. And nothing about "good enough" is objective!

And is that really so bad? Surely people who grow fruit understand that a fruit which is smaller than they imagined can still feed somebody-- that at the very least it will feed bugs and microorganisms and be useful as fertilizer to grow more apples. Your art still means something, still accomplishes something, is still worth making whether it turns out how you imagined or not.

A lot of art is learning when to quit and move on. As a habitual perfectionist, this was something I had to learn early, to stop myself from erasing holes into every piece of paper I drew on.

There's this rule I was taught in middle school drama class: if you fuck up, act like you didn't fuck up. The audience doesn't have your script memorized, so odds are they won't have any idea you fucked up unless you tell them. Other art works the same way. No one knows what you wanted to make but you. And more importantly, a "perfect" version of your art doesn't exist (no "perfect" version of anyone's art exists, or ever will).

The version you made exists, so you have to find what's worth loving about that version. You have found what's worth loving in the imperfect art of others many times. Many observers will treat your art the same way you treat others' art. Why not treat your own art that way, too?

It sounds really REALLY corny, but I try not to think of this as embracing "mistakes." I think of it as celebrating coincidences.

I really really like coincidences. I like that every circumstance wasn't guaranteed to happen, that everything comes down to chance. I think all the little random things are beautiful because they turned out however they did, and not any of the millions of other ways things might have turned out. It's a coincidence that my genes expressed the way they did. It's a coincidence that my parents met in college. It's a coincidence that my oldest friend and I both got to middle school early every day, and stayed close even when we didn't share any classes.

Art is full of coincidences! I try to draw a straight line. The line does not turn out straight, because of the way my hand is shaped and the way my muscles contracted, because my body is not exactly like anyone else's in the world. No one else would have drawn that slightly not-straight line just exactly how I did. It's mine, and it's crookedness is what makes my art mine. Okay, maybe it's a little too crooked for what I want this time-- I'll erase it and draw a new crooked line at a bit of a different angle. There we go, I like that! Now it's my beautiful, irreplaceable crooked line! And the ghost of its predecessor guides the eye just so, and no one else's two crooked lines would guide your eye the same way, only mine! Isn't that nice on its own? Just to have made something that can't ever be replicated? To have made something no one else has ever made before?

You can also apply this in a bit less dreamy and more practical ways, I promise haha.

For example...I've never been a canvas flipper, as a digital character artist. I don't mirror my canvases to see if they still look preportional to me from either direction. I also don't usually draw visual novel character sprites that need to look good mirrored in either direction to serve their function, so it's never been a practical concern of mine.

I consider many kinds of distortion on a character I've drawn to be a good part of the visual flow of the image. Like a smear frame in animation, distoriton in the right places can make character art look dynamic and energized because it can lead the eye through a certain visual flow over the form of the character. If I were to flip the canvas, that eye-leading effect might hit differently because my American eye is used to reading from left to right-- perhaps it doesn't feel as "smooth" going in the opposite direction. This doesn't mean I need to change the distortion necessarily, it just means I prefer not to flip the canvas.

Often, these distortions aren't intentional. They're a coincidence of how my muscles move as I draw, and the areas my left-to-right American eyeballs instinctively pay more attention to. But the effect is still desireable to me. So, happy coincidence!

I think...that's the best I've got for now? Feel free to ask for clarification. I hope it's not total nonsense!

#asks #art tips

75 notes · View notes

sageofgrief · 3 months

Note

i can't remember your rules but i would like to request krisis getting flustered? thanks. i will llose my mind 💛

from brisquad-unit-4402

flustered krisis!?

︱ gn reader , teasing reader , flirty , established relationship with wilson

divider by cafekitsune

art by papercider (twt)

vezalius bandage

you and zali throw around flirty remarks at each other all the time, whenever one of you tries to catch the other off guard with it, the other just hits you with one right back, its definitely an amusing relationship for an observer.

zali was tending to your wounds after you trip and fell and took a pretty good bruise on your knee caused by the rocky ashy road. "you really need to be more careful, my dear.." he said as he laid the bandage on your soft skin, to which he noticed. despite being a medic healer, he's never had to heal you that often since you were really a careful person, which is why youre confused how this even happened. "your skin.." zali noticed "..what? whats wrong?" you looked at zali then down at your knee, which now was a better sight to be seen than before. "..nothing, it's..so soft" zali caressed the area around the bandage, you chuckled softly as you thought this was another one of zali's flirtatious gestures he was trying to pull on you to finally see you blush. you put a hand on top of his hand and it felt...warm. "youre warm, zali" you took notice, looked back at him and smiled, a smile that stung his heart and the memories of it ringing, bouncing back and forth in his head. he thought of all the happy memories you two had with each other up until this moment and started to form a faint blush on his cheeks. "zali?" "hmm?~" "youre blushing." you said, "am i now? well thats unfortunate now is it?" he chuckled softly, zali didnt care now that he technically loss their little game 'cause all he wanted is to tell you how he was really feeling, and by the look of it, it looked like you felt the same way.

vantacrow bringer

vanta always act so tough but this man will melt if he stares into your eyes for even 5 seconds, maybe even less. you knew this was his one weakness so you decided to challenge him to a staring contest.

"hah! i win once again!" vanta cheered as he released his arm from yours, you two were having an arm wrestling contest, you already knew you'd lose so you just gave up. "what should we do next? ive been winning every challenge so far~" vanta teased you, "how abouuut.. a staring contest?" you suggested. "easy!" he confidently obliged.

you two sat down on a chair across not that far from each other and began. you stared into his purple eyes that windowed into his inner soul. you were doing great, but vanta's eyes seem to be shaking? "why you shaking, bringer?" you asked, "...im not shaking youre shaking...." he nervously murmured.

the man eventually blinks and you declare your victory, but just before you said so, you take a look at vanta who broke the gaze and it looked like the man was out of breath from running a marathon. he had a hand on his chest, he was blushing, and he was sighing. "looks like i won.." you declared. "y-yeah.. you win" he admitted defeat and looked back to you, "are you blushing?" you tilted your head to the side. "uhhhhh..." he tried to come up with an excuse before looking down at his phone, "hey zali's calling, lets meet up with him...!" vanta quickly whipped up a quick excuse just to get you to stop teasing him about his flustered state. while walking though, you could tell that he was still thinking about that moment by the way he smiles randomly from time to time.

yu q wilson

he's a simple boy. just hold his hand and you'll have him hiding his face from you. he also enjoys when you ruffle his hair, when you sit on his lap, oh he also loves when you give him nicknames.

you were in the drivethru at a local fast food restaurant, you were in the driver seat, wilson being your passenger princess. you pulled up and requested your order to the worker, "that's it for me.. you want anything, yu?" you asked wilson if he wanted anything, he told you his order and you told it back to the worker. you decided to pull a little prank and call him your husband instead of your boyfriend. it's a silly prank that you saw on the internet and you knew instantly that you had to try it on him "my husband just wants fries" "HU- hus..band...?" he nearly yelled but covered his mouth before doing so. "yes, thank you" you thanked the lovely worker and drove away from them. you drove up to the window and waited for your order, you decided to look back to wilson and he just had the most confused smile on his face with the most obvious blush on his cheeks. "whaaat?" you acted clueless. "HUSBAND?...husband???" that time he yelled to which you just laughed. right before the worker opened the window to hand you your order, wilson pulls you into a kiss that nearly turned into a makeout session in the car...you freaks.

im SO sorry this took so long 4402!!! but at last, i deliver

intro • masterlist • general rules • detailed request rules • main acc @sageofgrief • nsfw acc @sageofmarionette

#sageofgrief #zali reqs #nijisanji #nijisanji en #nijisanji x reader #nijisanji en x reader #krisis #krisis x reader #vezalius bandage #vezalius bandage x reader #vantacrow bringer #vantacrow bringer x reader #yu q wilson #yu q wilson x reader

100 notes · View notes

smoooothoperator · 9 months

Text

Beautiful Stranger

04: It's Now Or Never

Driver! Lando Norris x OC (Lily Barton)

Summer love, strangers to friends to lovers, Greece and Greek mythology references

Words: 3.7k

warnings: fluff, awkwardness, sexual references. flashbacks are on italics

Masterlist

Official playlist

previous part | next part

a/n: IT FINALLY HAPPENED!!!! Even if I was a little stressed beacuse I was feeling that things were weird, I hope that everyone liked this chapter. Exciting things will happen soon.

What do you think is Lily's past? What happened to her? Im reading you!

Every way of feedback is very welcomed

🖌️

I needed more. More of the way he held me after thinking I was drowning, of how his hands were on my thighs pulling me closer to him. The look on his face, the blue eyes looking at mine. I needed more of him.

"I-I think I had enough water," I said, clearing my throat and looking away, blushing.

But I don't want him to take his hands away from me. I want him to hold me the way he's holding me now.

"You want to go to the towel?" he asked me, making me nod and sigh.

We got out of the water and I walked slowly to the towel. Feeling the cold water was good, I stopped feeling the pain in my ankle and that made me happy.

I just laid there, facing the sun and waiting for my skin to get dry. I should put the bandage on again, but who cares? It's not like I'm going to get up and run. I'm not a masochist who loves to feel pain.

"Tell me more about yourself." I heard him say, laying on the towel in the same position I was.

"Hm? Why should I?" I smile looking at him.

His curls were now better thanks to the water. They were perfect spirals that made me want to touch them and twist them around my fingers.

"Well, because I want to know more about you." he shrugged his shoulders, looking straight to the sky.

"Oh… Yeah," I sigh. "What would you like to know?"

"I want to know who you are," he said, turning his face to look at me. "The true Lily."

The true Lily… No. He can't know. No one can know.

"E-eh…" I mumble, swallowing thickly. "Well, you already know everything about me."

"That's it?" he frowned. "You are Brit, but from where?"

"Eh… Birmingham" I sighed. That's true.

"Oh, that's lovely" he nodded. "And… Did you study something? You went to university?"

"Well…" I sigh, smiling weakly. "I tried, but I didn’t get accepted anywhere.”

Lie.

"Oh? Why?" he frowned.

"I guess that they didn't like me." I mumbled.

Lie.

I loved studying. I wanted to go to university. I really did. But who hated it were my parents. They didn't like that I never paid attention to the family duties. And the day they found out I wanted to go to the university, it was one of the worst days of my life.

"What is this?" my father asked, watching the letters on top of the table.

"T-Those are the letters the universities sent back after I sent my solitudes." I mumbled, looking down. "For Ancient History and Art Studies…"

"No," he frowned. "How dare you?"

"But- Dad!" I frown, but immediately flinched when he got up. "I want to eventually be on my own!"

"Don't you dare to raise your voice to me!" he frowned, hitting the table. "You are not going there."

"Why not?" I frown. "Dad, I want to learn, get an education!"

"No!" he screamed.

I tried to stop him. But I didn't see what was coming. I wasn't fast enough to stop him from taking the lighter out of the pocket of his suit. I wasn't fast enough to take the letters away from him.

I just stood still, watching him burn the only chance I had to live my life.

I felt nauseous, breathing the smell of smoke and burned paper. I felt nauseous thinking about what my own father did, locking me in the cage for the rest of my life.

"Well, then they really wasted a very intelligent woman." Logan said, shaking his head.

"I prefer studying on my own." I sighed.

"But what about work?" he frowned.

"Work? I'm happy with where I work" I laughed. "I like baking and making coffee for the people who come into the restaurant. And I make handmade things and paintings."

"Oh, really?" he gasped. "What do you make?"

I smile and sit straight, looking around. When I found some shells on the sand I smiled, grabbing them and showing them to him.

"I have jars with a lot of types of shells and sea crystals" I smiled. "I make necklaces and other things, then I sell them to the tourist shops."

"Oh, a business woman, I see," he laughed.

If only you knew…

"Yeah, kinda," I laugh, nervous. "I have to survive here somehow."

He smiled and looked at me, then at the sheets in my hand. He played with them, brushing his fingers on the palm of my hand, making me feel goosebumps all over my body.

His touch is soft, and even if he was touching the little shells, I felt like what he wanted to do was touch my skin.

"Can you make me a necklace?" he asked, looking up at me.

"What?" I frown, getting out of my mind. "Oh, of course."

"Nice," he smiled.

I took a deep breath and sighed, closing my eyes. I feel comfortable, but at the same time I don't.

I don't have control here. I can’t help but like that he’s spending time with me and that I can let my guard down, but I'm too scared to do that. What if he finds out who I am? I should relax around him…

But it feels good. I like how it feels his touch on my skin, with his eyes on me. It feels good when he helps me, holding me carefully and making sure I don't get hurt or that I won't fall.

Is this how it feels when someone cares about you, when someone is worried about your health, and happiness?

Then I like that.

"Tell me about you," I asked him, with my eyes still closed and humming as the sun warmed my skin. "So in that way I don’t let a stranger walk inside my house without permission."

"It’s not my fault you left the door unlocked." he chuckled.

"Shut up," I laughed.

"Well… as I told you I'm for Bristol," he sighed. "And… I mean, I already told you everything about me."

"So that's it?" I frown, opening an eye and looking at him.

"I'm pretty boring," he smiled weakly. "I didn't go to the university neither."

I look at him and bite my lip. He's smiling and looking at my lips, making me blush.

"Stop doing that," he whispered, this time his voice was deep.

"Doing what?" I frown, confused.

"Biting your lip" he said. "Because that makes me want to kiss you."

"O-oh," I swallowed thickly, surprised by his answer.

"Forget I said that," he mumbled, looking away. "I shouldn’t have said that, sorry."

"No, no… it's okay." I said, clearing my throat. "Eh… Don't worry."

An uncomfortable silence fell between us. I just sat and searched shells on the sand while he just laid there on the towel. It was awkward.

But why? He wants to kiss me. And I think I want to kiss him too.

"You like this one?" I asked, showing him a shell I found. "It's kinda orange."

"I love orange," he smiled, looking at it. "Would you make me a necklace with this one?"

"I have a lot of orange shells," I smile softly.

He looked at me with a smile, sitting straight too and looking around, playing with the sand and grabbing shells too.

I smiled looking at him, watching how he left the shells on my hand, how his fingers touched my skin while leaving the shells, how he gasped when he found shells of different shapes and colors.

"Can we go back?" I asked him, looking at the water.

"Of course" he nodded.

We put the shells on my bag and he helped me stand up, holding my hands. I was so close to him, and he just smirked.

"What-" I frown, but then screamed surprised immediately.

He picked me up, bridal style, and ran to the water with me in his arms. I laughed, holding onto him and gasping when I felt the cold water on my skin.

"Don't move your feet, Lily," he said, chuckling.

I laugh softly and nod, looking at him and relaxing. I just floated, looking up at the sky with a smile on my lips. I could feel his hands on my back, holding me. I could feel his eyes on me, but I just ignored it.

"I only know you for two days," I heard him whisper.

"True." I hummed.

"And ,I want to kiss you" he repeated, making me open my eyes and sigh.

"Logan…" I sighed, tensing a little.

"I know, I'm sorry" he sighed. "Eh… why don't we go back to the apartments? It's time for your medicine."

"Yeah," I sighed, holding his shoulders.

We went back to the towels, this time to get dressed. I wrapped the towel around me after shaking off the sand.

He helped me again, picking me up so I could go upstairs and then he helped me get in the car. But it was tense sitting in the car with him.

I looked at his right hand holding the steering wheel while the other was out of the window. I wanted to feel his hand on my thigh, placing his hand there like saying "I'm here". This feels like being on a rollercoaster that goes too fast and I can't see the end.

My life had been a rollercoaster once. I'm not ready to live through it a second time.

I looked at my hand, frowning. That ring felt heavier than it looked. It was too bright.

"You should be happy," my mother said, nudging my hand and making me stand with my back straight, shoulders back and chin up. "I was already going to give up on you."

"I'm sorry, mother" I frowned, grabbing the material of the dress and sighing.

"You should go with Adrien." she sai,d, looking away from me.

"Yes, mother." I sigh, walking away, facing what is going to be my future.

"Lily?" Logan called me, making me gasp and look around. "We’re here."

"Oh, yeah…" I sigh. "Sorry, I was just… thinking."

"Mhm…" he hummed, getting out of the car after parking it and then walking the other way to open my door.

He picked me up on his back again, walking upstairs and then leaving me in front of my door. I smiled weakly at him, giving him his backpack.

"Well…" he sighed, trying to not look at me.

"Come in," I said, opening my front door. "You want the necklace… right?"

"Oh, yeah" he smiled weakly. "But I'm going to get changed."

"Okay" I nodded, biting my lip and opening my door.

🎮

How can I be so stupid? Asking her not once but twice!

God, Lando. You should be using your head and not your dick.

I walked inside the apartment and took a quick shower, trying to cool down and forget everything that happened.

But God… how can I forget it? I had her close to me all the time. I saw her smiling, I counted the moles of her face, I saw how blue her eyes get with the sun. I touched her warm skin and held her while we were in the water.

"Oh, come on!" I groan feeling how my boner was growing because I was thinking about her. "Are you serious?"

Just thinking about her makes me feel this way. I wanted to kiss her so badly, I wanted to touch her all the time. When we were on the water I could feel her hard nipples. When we were sitting on the towels I just couldn't help but see her body. And during the car ride the only thing I wanted to do was place my hand on her thigh and squeeze it softly.

"Fuck" I moaned, touching myself and searching for a realease.

How will I survive the next few days without going crazy? I can't go and act like this in front of her? What will she think about me?

I rested my forehead against the wall, feeling the cold water on my nape and running down my back.

I'm scared of these feelings, but I don't want them to end. I want to keep them, even if it only means a summer thing.

After getting out of the shower I got dressed, wearing something comfortable. I dried my hair and looked at myself in the mirror.

"Don't do more stupid things" I frown, pointing at myself.

I grabbed the keys and locked the door, going to hers and opening it slowly behind me.

"Lily, I'm here" I sighed, walking inside the apartment.

Then she walked out of the room with a towel wrapped on her hair, wearing an oversized hoodie and shorts underneath it.

"Oh, hey" she smiled, taking off the towel and moving her hair with her fingers. "I washed the shells"

"That's nice" I smiled softly, following her around the apartment like a lost puppy.

She opened the door of another room and I smiled. It's her painting room. I saw it yesterday when I walked in front of it, but now being inside of it is amazing.

"Wow" I smiled, looking around.

There are some canvases hanging on the walls, shelves with notebooks and every type of drawing materials. On the other side of the room there is a table with boxes and jars on it, with jewels hanging on the wall.

"This is amazing, Lily" I smile looking at her.

"Thank you" she chuckled. "Come on, grab that chair"

I followed her finger and nod, grabbing the chair that was in front of the other desk. I put it next to her, sitting on it and smiling. Now she smells better, something fruity.

"How do you want it?" she asked me, looking at me.

"Eh… I don't know" I frown, looking at her and then at the other necklaces she had. "That one looks nice"

"So basic" she laughed, rolling her eyes.

I chuckled softly and looked at her. She started working on it, making a little hole on the orange she found and then put a small ring on it.

"Silver or gold?" she asked, grabbing something from a box.

"Eh… silver" I nodded, smiling.

"Yeah, you look like a silver guy" she liked softly, painting the edges of the shell.

I followed her movements closely over her shoulder, watching how she poked the tip of her tongue out while she focussed on the painting part.

I just wanted to touch her hair and brush it away from her eyes, rest my chin on her shoulder and kiss her cheek. I just want to do all those things but I'm scared she'll think I'm taking advantage of her.

"You want a long chain?" she asked, turning her face to look at me.

She was too close, and it was perfect. I could feel her breathing in my skin, and none of us cared to move away. I could lean on her and press my lips on her, it's just some centimeters away. But…

"Yeah" I whisper, looking down at her lips.

And I pulled away. I don't want to do something stupid. I don't want to regret things with her.

"Okay" she whispered, licking her lips.

I sigh, looking away and swallowing thickly. I was going to kiss her, I had the perfect chance to do it.

"Here you have" she said, showing me the necklace.

"It's… it's perfect" I smile. "Thank you, really"

"it's nothing" she smiled, looking away and putting the things she used back in their place.

And silence fell between us, again. An uncomfortable silence of not knowing what to do or say. I don't mind sitting close to her, our knees touching each other. I don't mind having her in my personal space. But being in silence kills me, because I can hear the voices that ask me to make a move.

"Do you want to stay for dinner?" she asked suddenly, breaking the silence.

"Yeah" I nod, relieved.

She smiled and nodded, taking a deep breath and standing up. She went to the kitchen, walking slowly with the crutches, and I followed her.

"Do you want to learn how to make a Greek salad?" she asked looking back at me.

"If that means learning from the best chef I know, yes" I smile, standing next to her.

I saw her blush and I chuckled. She started to explain things, not only about the recipe but about the whole Greek gastronomy. It was so beautiful hearing her talk about something she loves and watching her do something she loves.

It just makes me fall for her even more.

"This is amazing, Lily" I groaned while eating the salad. "God, you are amazing"

"Thanks" she chuckled.

I spent nearly all day with her, and I don't want it to end. I woke up thinking about her and I will fall asleep thinking about her.

"Oh, do you want to watch Peaky Blinders with me?" she asked me, remembering that I told her that I watched the series.

"Oh, definitely" I smile nodding.

Great. Now I can spend more minutes with her.

We went to the living room and she sat on the couch, letting a loud sigh of relief escape her lips.

"Do you want to put your foot on something?" I asked her, sitting too close.

"Yeah, I should" she sighed.

I chuckled and grabbed a cushion, pulling the coffee table close to her so she could rest the foot there.

"Better?" I smile.

"So much better" she sighed.

The episode started to play, and even if I tried to pay attention to the screen, the fact that she was inches away from me,.kept me unfocused.

I want to hold her. Why can't I hold her? I just want to feel her body pressed against mine again, is that too much to ask?

I had an internal battle in my brain. I wanted to make a move on her, touch her and kiss her. But at the same time I wanted to keep a distance in case I fall too hard and end up with my heart broken.

"Logan" I heard her call my fake name.

"Hm?" I hummed without tearing my eyes off the screen.

"I'm sleepy" she whispered, making me frown and turn my head to look at her. "Sorry…"

I didn't notice that two episodes had already ended. I was too deep in my mind that the time went so fast and I couldn't enjoy my time with her.

"No, hey. It's okay" I smiled weakly, sitting straight and sighing. "I guess it is my cue to go back to my own apartment"

I saw her nod and I sighed, getting up. She followed me, getting up slowly and walking with me towards the front door. It was like the shame walk with her following me behind.

"Well" I sigh, grabbing the doorknob. "Good night"

"Good night, Logan" she smiled holding the door.

Good job, Lando.

I got out and sighed when I heard her closing the door. I walked towards my own apartment, but I felt like something was pulling me back to her door.

So I turned around and walked until the door was in front of me. Should I knock? Open the door? She would think I'm crazy.

"Fuck it" I groan.

UI grabbed the doorknob and opened it, finding Lily there, breathless.

"Hey" she smiled, making me take a step and cup her cheeks with both of my hands. "Logan?"

And I just did it.

I pressed my lips on hers, not wanting to be rude. I waited for her to kiss me back, to move. She was tense, not even hugging me. So I just pulled away.

I fucked up. I messed up things. I shouldn't have done that.

And then I felt her soft lips pressed on mine, kissing me slowly, with her hands on my chest.

She's kissing me.

"Stay" she whispered against my lips, making me smile and kiss her back, picking her up and walk towards the bedroom.

I sat on her bed with her on my lap, my hands on her things close to her ass. None of us stopped the kiss, not even when she started taking off my shirt, not even when I slipped my hand under her shirt. It was addictive, her lips are like a drug I never want to stop taking.

"Fuck!" she gasped suddenly.

"What, what?" I frown, pulling away, looking at her with little tears in her eyes. "Lily, hey. What's wrong?"

"I moved the ankle" she mumbled, hiding her face on my neck and trying to take deep breaths. "Fucking hell, it hurts"

"Oh, Lily…" I chuckled, rubbing her back. "It's okay. Did you take the medicine?"

"Yeah, when we had dinner" she whispered, wrapping her arms around my neck.

"Do you have ice?" I whisper. "It will be okay"

I felt her nod and I sighed. I got up from the bed, leaving her there while I went to the kitchen to grab a towel with the ice cubes.

"God…" I sigh, palming myself trying to fix the bulge on my joggers.

When I walked back to her bedroom she was laying on a side of the bed, making me bite my lip and take a deep breath. She wants me to stay for real?

"Here you have" I whisper, placing the towel on her ankle and hearing her gasp, then sigh of relief.

"Stay, Logan" she whispered. "Please?"

"I think that what happened is a way of saying that I should leave, Lily" I sighed, smiling weakly.

"No, hey" she frowned. "Stay, I want you to stay. I'm asking you to stay here and sleep with me. I want to, you are not forcing me"

I sigh and nod, biting my lip. I walked to the side of the bed she left empty for me, sitting on it and looking at her.

"You don't mind if I sleep on my boxers?" I whisper. "It's too hot at night…"

"No, don't worry" she smiled. "Unless you have something to hide"

"Oh, eh…" I blushed. The boner was growing.

"I'm joking" she laughed. "By the way, you'll have to take off the towel soon, so…"

"Yeah, I know" I laughed softly.

I lean my back on the headboard, taking a deep breath. Then I felt her moving closer to me, making me wrap my arm around her shoulders when she rested her head on my chest.

"You are a beautiful stranger" I whisper.

"I'm not a stranger anymore, am I?" she whispered looking up at me, moving her eyes to my lips.

"No, you are not" I whisper, leaning in and kissing her again.

taglist

@lestappenloverr @racinggirl @roni-midnights @livster8 @kakorrhaphiphobia @starkeyellow @celestialpierre @ophcelia @msliz @lorarri @ironmaiden1313 @imsorare @mycenterfold @im-an-overthinker @soosheee @karmabyfernando @landoyesrizz

135 notes · View notes

squeaksinc · 4 months

Text

2023 creative year in review! 💦💦

The most stand-out thing to mention was this was arguably my most active and productive cosplay year...maybe ever? its incredibly uncommon that I can handmake 9 costumes in a year, but on top of that, 7 of the 9 were also custom designs, which is pretty wild.

costume-wise, i learned a stupid amount of skills and really pushed what i was comfortable with. IMO the best from the year are the collector, knives, pupet, and nekomancer at least just from a craftsmanship perspective. I try not to brag or be an ass, but I am genuinely very proud of those. they posed fun creative challenges that kept me engaged, and I'm happy with how they turned out!

the other side of the coin is although last year was my most dormant cosplay year, other crafts were super active....and the reverse happened this year _(:3」∠)_ i didnt really draw much at all other than making cosplay designs, and other physical media didnt get much time to shine either. I made some plushies, but they were lackluster, and I think I made maybe one unfinished figure lol. but I did try BJD making and loved it!! I made 4 this year and have plans to do more haha.

thats the upbeat overview, the readmore is going to be a more negative perspective so proceed with caution haha.

More than anything I wish i had more time to do art and build up Stitch in The Ditch/more OC work, but honestly this year was also objectively insane in the non-creative front. like i hit the worst patch of chronic pain i've ever had/found out my abdominals have been ripping themselves apart and bleeding for the past 10 years lol/had to go to the hospital like THREE!!!! goddamn times and now i'm dealing with the news i'm going to need abdominal surgery, got a teaching promotion/award, got my physics masters, utterly INSANE family happenings, had gastroparesis for 2 months and couldnt eat more than 200 cal a day in that time which caused all my blood levels to crash and i'm still reeling from it, and of course, have just been Cashually working goddamn 60-80 hours a week in an experimental physics lab in the background during all of this which is driving me to the point of madness- suffice to say i hit my limit like months ago lmao.

like looking back i know i should be happy and proud i did so much but i cant help but feel disappointed and wishing i had done better quality stuff. honestly, i know i goof about how hard work is, but its really really getting to me. i've always been happy with my ability to juggle so many things and preserve my ability to have a cool job, make cool things, and independently take care of myself, but work is month-by-month morphing into more of a monster thats just been suffocating everything else out. I really dont know what next year will look like, as i've been wearing thinner and thinner i'm noticing a trend where I just dont have the energy that I used to to do anything outside of my job.

I bring this up because on paper I should be happy with what I made, but I still feel like im in a stand-still. I made a lot of costumes, but tbh they were low quality/lackluster. like the number went up, but the quality didnt and I couldnt do much of any other art things. I couldve, and shoulve, been able to make much better work this year than I did, but it didnt happen as a combo of being snuffed out by my job physically and mentally.

in 2023 I got a head start/built up momentum from the beginning of the year that carried me through when things got insane in spring/summer/currently, but I'm already starting 2024 from a low point. yall. im so tired. im so goddamn tired. like its funny to goof about how much I do but its catching up fast and i think this is going to be the year when I just cant keep up anymore. Its hard to talk about since the "being crushed to death by your job" topic isnt one people want to engage with, and unless you're experiencing it first hand its hard to understand what living like that really means.

for 2024, i know theres no way I will be able to match this same number of costumes, but my goal is no matter what I want to start making things that are more solid on a construction level. fewer projects, more polish. also doing more non-cosplay stuff like world building and dolls would also be awesome. will that happen??? lord only knows. honestly usually these predictions/goals go haywire but this is also more of a response to external things outside of my control so ???? ??????? we'll see lads

32 notes · View notes

keeperofthebox · 1 year

Text

This is kind of just an unhinged meta rant about Rymin so do with it what you will. It's about Ryan's parents and how, despite having very little screentime, they really play into the story and the disagreements that Ryan and Min-gi have.

Ryan's dad only has one line and it's to give exposition to the fact that he's from a large family. That's all any of the Akagis say about Ryan. They aren't paying any attention to him or what he's doing in the BBQ scene in the twin tapes. Ryan is the exact middle child, and I think that was chosen intentionally to drive this point home. Them overlooking him leads to a lot of his outbursts throughout the season (quotes may not be exact because im not going back to look) -- "Our parents are probably wondering where we are. Or, at least... yours are." (the old west car), "Why doesn't anyone care about how I feel?" (the art gallery car), "At least your parents actually care about you!" (the mega maze car), and "No one cares about me unless I'm doing... something." (honestly cannot remember which episode and I'm too lazy to look it up). Ryan's parents' absence from book four is purposeful -- their lack of presence says just as much about Ryan as Min-gi's parents presence says about Min-gi.

Ryan has a big personality. He's a performer. He loves dressing up in crazy outfits and he loves looking cool. I don't think these things necessarily stem from emotional neglect as a child, but they are affected by it. He craves attention and he hasn't been getting it, and that leaves him with severe issues when it comes to dealing with his feelings. All of those quotes I mentioned are him lashing out, seeking attention from Min-gi, hoping that Min-gi will notice how much he's hurting from being ignored -- but every time, Min-gi redirects back to his own family issues.

Min-gi is from the opposite situation. I don't have as much to say here because the show is much more blatant about it, but his parents give him too much attention. They hover, they tell him what to do and how to do it. He is being slowly crushed by their expectations. He wants the same things as Ryan -- to make music, to perform, albeit for... lets say artsier reasons than Ryan does. But he's been taught those things are childish. He needs to be the responsible one, and clearly he's the only one with a good head on his shoulders, considering what Ryan is like. He lashes out at Ryan constantly, especially in the early part of the season, for continually dragging him into impulsive plans.

He wants Ryan to conform to societal norms, like he does, like his own parents taught him, so that Ryan will stop getting them into messes. However, Min-gi doesn't see that Ryan's personality and mental health issues don't give him the option to conform (creds to tumblr user vexahlla for that phrasing ... her tags on this post made my brain explode). He says "I couldn't get into uni if I tried" (the mega maze car). This is a whole other rant but Ryan also displays symptoms of bipolar disorder throughout the season which indicates to me that his brain chemistry would not physically allow him to slow down and follow a "typical" life path without genuine help (not the needling Min-gi was doing in the astro queue car). I think these problems that the show alludes to would have been alleviated a lot more if he'd had more help from his parents, but again, he's dealt with emotional neglect since he was tiny.

So Ryan and Min-gi end up as an unstoppable force and an unmovable object (which... now that i think about it... is a pretty accurate description of them as people, too). They both want to play music, but Ryan needs it immediately, because he needs the attention that he's not getting at home. He wants to get away, and fast. However he doesn’t realize that getting away without Min-gi is pointless, because Min-gi is who he actually wants attention from anyway. On the other hand, Min-gi can't leave immediately, especially when he thinks there's a particular life path he needs to follow. Both desperately want the other in their life, which keeps driving them back together, but they butt heads because their upbringings are so opposite.

This issue doesn't exactly get resolved in book four, but it doesn't need to, either. Book four ends with Ryan and Min-gi apologizing, and agreeing to stop sweeping things under the rug, actually try to look at each other fully, and see where the other person is coming from. So it's definitely a start to mending the gap between them and i think that's enough.

#rymin #infinity train #keeperofthebox talks #Theres so much more i want to say but its not really directly related to this point and i wouldnt know how to phrase it anyway #ryan akagi #min gi park #Im going to go listen to me and michael by mgmt and cry now

169 notes · View notes

goferwashere · 1 month

Note

wait srry if asks rnt open but im a chismoso so hopefully this is OK to ask ;; is the little character in ur banner and pfp ur sona ? they r so silly looking i love it sm but also why is it chowing down on a hotdog bun filled with butter . DONT ELABORATE IF THERES A PERSONAL BACKGROUND ATTACHED TO IT PLS but i srsly think it's so cutesie and ive been curious abt it 4 a hot min ✝️

SAW THE NOTIFICATION AND I ROSE FROM THE DEAD BUGGY U JUST OPENED THE GATES OF HELL /POS

ALSO ASKS ARE ALWAYS OPEN!! UNLESS THE BUTTON IS GONE FEEL FREE TO SEND ME ASKS ANYTIME I LOVE GETTING THEM :DD

ASHSHSSH THANK YOU !!! Yes this is my sona her name is RB 😋 she has lore and comes from her own world but I use her like a persona :3

Here’s the OG image along with a couple others of her :D

Also her as a character can’t speak so she uses ASL to communicate (hence the banner she’s holding) so I don’t use ASL but I do use a website when I draw her speaking

funny ass gif lawllll (she’s signing ‘I am not a crook’) (yes TV Girl reference) the frame rate is too fast but I can’t fix it now

ALSO ALL OF THIS ART IS OLDER. NOTHING NEW FOR THESE GUYS FOR A WHILE I NEED TO MAKE NEW ART FOR THEM 💔💔

auughhh and her lore if you wanna read below but I understand that OC lore isn’t everyone’s thing

OKAY SO she comes from a universe where her kind are robots made by a company to terraform planets for the ultra wealthy. So if you have the funds you can purchase a whole planet and whole armies of these little bots will shape it however you want.

BUT. While on the assembly line, before even recovering her directive, a portal opens up and throws her into this odd pocket dimension, which is just a half built city floating in a bright void. (Also when I say half finished I mean more like brutalist aesthetic with just concrete and no glass on the windows)

This place (named ‘Gearsky’ by locals because massive floating gears are the only thing that exist here outside of the city itself) is full of people from their own dimensions just trying to get by. She explores, and comes across a little bear being picked on in an alleyway. (The lil green bear [party bear] in the pics above)

She saves him and then it subconsciously becomes her prime directive to help Party Bear get home/care for him. So they set up base in one of the empty apartments and she just sorta takes care of him.

NOW. How do you get home you may be asking? Well it’s easy. You just need to beat someone in a deathmatch.

Enter the only form of entertainment on this island. The man who is the dictator of this place and subsequently the host of this game, aptly named Host, loves running this game. The rules are simple. 3 people enter, and two can leave alive. Only one needs to die, and the other two can get sent home. The only thing is, you have no idea who you’re going up against.

Now, RB, being a bot made to terraform, has some power behind her with her explosive abilities. But Party Bear has no defenses. So RB tries to strike a deal with Host.

She offers to kill both people in the ring with her for multiversal travel.

Host is intrigued by this offer, and accepts. After wiping the floor with her opponents, she’s granted access to all dimensions. She’s obviously excited and goes home to try and let Party Bear go home, but is heartbroken when she discovers that she’s the only one who can travel using the portals.

But this catches the attention of someone else.

Her future boss.

Another robot, by the codename TB-89.

He took note of her deal, and approached her with a job offer.

Man’s long story short she works for him as an assassin!

There’s so much more I wanna say but I know I can’t ramble on forever lol if you read all this then thank you so much for sticking it out 🤭 I hope you enjoyed it I love gushing about my characters

#THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU FOR ASKING THIS #I NEVER GET TO YAP LIKE THIS #oc artwork #my oc’s #oc animation #oc lore #persona lore #sona lore #idk how to tag this #gofers !! art

9 notes · View notes

stitchwraith-stingers · 2 months

Text

long ass rant about AI under cut that i made in like half an hour because i am so fucking pissed

i hate AI so fucking much i cant handle it i hate how my sister introduced it to mom and dad and now they use chatgpt and dont even consider how it might be wrong at all, they write it in my notebook that i use to give to the teacher and i hate it so much 'oh but you never look at it' and i never wanna hear anything about it ever again, no more of it, i dont care it should only be used as a TOOL to give you guidence, my sister was about to ask chatgpt for what to do for PYTHON when she could have asked "sorry buddy i cant understand python code"

ai does more damange and im so mad, i dont care if you use it for memes you are adding more fuel to the fire, the text can replace any writer for news outlets, reporters and the such, people generating art dont understand the struggles someone might have faced through the years to get where they are right now and only see it was a way to generate content

when i say 'ai will never be good as real people' im not saying how it will never be unidentifiable, there will be a time where you cannot tell if something is real or fake, when i say it i mean it that you wont ever replicate the way the person stood there, the photographer that managed to get as close as they could to the animal to snap a clip of it, the actors who have spent years practicing to get where they art, the young artist who started off small and is now handling how to draw their fave characters, the expirienced artist trying to get through work by being paid nothing from animators to manga artists, the writer who managed to finally write their own autobiograpthy from their own expirience, the fanfic writer who finally managed to get the story they wanted onto ao3 after months of writing, the painter who stood there for hours sitting in one place in nature just so they can repilcate it, the camara man who had to shoot a 1 minute clip for a film that probably took days to find the right shots, the person who writes articles trying to get the most information they could, the person who sat in a discord call with their friends to mimic some characters in a funny situation, the voice actor who trained their vocal cords to try to give the most emtion they could in a character, the 3d moddler who spent a very long time getting a hold of blender, the animator who spent 6 months on a 1 minute clip, etc

its all just soulless, yeah its pretty cool but you gotta stop and think "how will this effect the information we will get?" my mom has already fallen for a AI picture of a kid with alot of cats and sent me it, pinterest is full of them, my sister ONLY uses it and never does research on her own collage work and shes 1 year away from fully graduating, not once have i seen her put it down for a second to look up something to copy and paste all they do is scrape the work off others, they dont tell us where they got that data off, every ai image youve seen has been ripped off from an actual picture taken, from a drawing someone took to draw, someones selfie

not to mention, considering yesterday as of writing this it has been announced, what is the purpose of being able to generate an animation? i can see nothing good of it "but i can use it to get a good stockphoto" it doesnt matter, go find something thats the closest, the problem with these AI videos is that in one year it has changed so drastically, where do they get the data off this? how did they train it so fast in one year? were living in a distopian age, the age of the internet where it was the place where you can get allll your information quickly is becoming the past, ive seen countless articles who are obviously AI generated, ive heard people say that theyve seen ai generated images in scientific books, those are very important to get an understanding of how the thing theyre talking about works, why would you ever want to cut corners on something as important as that

"but i cant draw / do photography / find a good stockvideo" then LEARN!

1. drawing is for everyone and even after drawing since kindergarden i still consider myself a beginner artist, i dont know alot about anatomy, i dont know how to draw scenery, but thats ok because i can learn! i can get inspired by other artists to try and get better, ive had some rocky relationships with my art even now but thats also the beauty of it, even when you feel like you cant do it in afew years you can finally learn to!, ive seen many disabled people post about how they learnt to draw using a tecique they made themselves, you can go and think 'how do i make this more enjoyable for myself, how do i make this easier for myself?", same should go for writing

2. YOU CAN HIRE SOMEONE!!!! it may take awhile because of it taking time but it would make the persons day, and the way the economy is going its not working well

remember saga-afta? the whole thing where actors striked because of how little they were being payed for? and in the end the actor studio said "oh ok i guess BUT we will scan your body to use you even after you quit xD sorryyyy", alot of jobs are going to dissapear only because of the greed companies have, its the reason i fear having a job, not even artists like im mostly talking about, writers (script, normal writers, journalists, etc), photograpthers, and other jobs are going to dissapear not to mention not only misinformation the mentioned AI videos are just a bad idea all around what if someone fabricates evidence against you and uses it in court? well its certainly you theres no way it could be faked, what about propaganda? ive seen them make fake gameplay footage so ads are going to be unbearable

JUST TO BE CLEAR: im not against AI being used as a tool (ive seen a really good malwere horror video based off someones dream using photos from a game, getting an idea of how a paper should start and using it as an guide of where to go, etc) or actually being used to stop some other jobs people shouldnt have, but creativity is going down the drain, AI bros who use it for art and photos think about how pretty it should be, AI writers only use it because they couldnt be bothered, and probably other excamples i cant think of

i know AI will never truely dissapear, its not going anywhere and thats the reality, its not like nfts where they lot their value and everyone stopped caring, what should be reality is that there should be regulations, its going to be long enough untill someone uses it for more malicious stuff, yeah right now its people just spreading misinformation and ai generated articles but there is 100% going to be a time where someone is going to use it for revenge porn or to harrass someone with fake clips of them

pro ai as in ai that can detect cancer cells, anti ai as in videos, writing, etc

artists will never dissapear, photograpthers will never dissapear, writers will never dissapear, actors will never dissapear, voice acors will never dissapear it will only die if we dont give our voices, and theres more good then bad in AI

it needs to be regulated heavily

ill be sad that kids my age wont try to frankenstien a project using 5 different scorces and copy and pasting, theyll just grab the full text and wont care if its right or wrong, i will be sad for the kids who cant find a roleplay buddy and will just use chat ai to roleplay (which scrapes off others writing), etc

ai in the way im speaking about it is going to be terrible for alot of people with passions who cant get jobs because theyll be seen as replacable, the way people are going to exploit it for misinformation which goes from propaganda, revenge porn, other

"but it hasnt happened yet to people who generated text to video! it should be harmless" dont underestemate it, its going to happen eventually

i am just so tired of hearing about ai, i dont want any of it, i dont care, the way it is nowadays i am very against it, i am aware the hype is going to die down in afew years but right ow its so unbreable to me and i dread the day i get a job and they stop me and go "sorry buddy, you cant, we got computers to replace you", is there anything else i can say after this? fuck AI fuck the guy who made it more popular, i dont care how much you wanna make a meme or something you are feeding into it, stop using it untill there are proper regulations to stop it from spreading like wildfire, sooner or later someones going to use it for much worse

(sorry if its written weridly i didnt spell check i just needed to get this out)

#calico.exe #POSSIBLY delete later idk i fear that everyone will jump on me #cuz i didnt word some stuff right #anti ai #anti ai art #anti ai writing #anti ai voice acting #anti ai acting #anti ai videos

10 notes · View notes

dreemurr-skelememer · 11 months

Note

heya! sorry if you got an ask like this before but i wanted ask about your art!

I was rewatching your halloween speedpaint and i wanted to ask:

1: what references do you use for the skeletons body/ how did you learn to draw the bones so well?

2: how many references do you usually use for a rendered piece like that?

3: how did you improve your art over the years and where and how did you pick up tips and tricks that helped you improve?

4: what's a tip of advice you can give to someone who wants to start doing digital art?

Thanks and you dont have to answer!

AHHHH omg that's so old. i really need to start making speedpaints again, my art style has changed so drastically lol

1: what references do you use for the skeletons body/ how did you learn to draw the bones so well?

references. are. your. best. friend. i used to HATTEEEE SKELETONS before i got into undertale purely because i hated drawing them, specifically around the ribs and pelvis (still a struggle) rely on refs! follow artists you like!!!! practice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2: how many references do you usually use for a rendered piece like that?

i barely did, if you saw LOL only for a few of the materials that i needed help shading with, but other than that, not much really

this is mostly because im. really bad. at trying to help myself. LOL but! usually i have a lot of references open, not just for big pieces, at least i use them more now. but i used to just fuck it we ball i have pages up often, so i can't exactly count it but yeah

3: how did you improve your art over the years and where and how did you pick up tips and tricks that helped you improve?

talked abt it with a friend today, but i often did quick and fast drawings without much care for the mistakes because i grew up on animation! (flipnote studio)

it's good practice to draw quick rhythmic sketches without many erasures or undos to get yourself used to efficient sketching. the speed also helps you gain more confidence! it's essential

4: what's a tip of advice you can give to someone who wants to start doing digital art?

PLEEAAASEEEE look at tutorials and digital color theory. i see most beginner digital artists complain about not being able to get into digital art because "it doesn't feel like traditional art" well duh!!! ofc it doesn't!!!!!!!!!!!!!! don't treat it that way! digital art is a WHOLE DIFFERENT MEDIUM, treat it as such

when you get a program, you need these tutorials and guides or else you're gonna hate yourself and hate digital art

remember: digital paint does not blend the same way traditional paint does (unless you're using a program that imitates that) imagine digital art as like. being a watercolor artist trying to learn oil paint, you get me??????

#Anonymous #i hope this helped some!

37 notes · View notes

kisaraslover · 3 months

Note

Do Mokuba and Kisara have any activities that they like to do together? Is Kisara more of a gal pal to him, or more like a big sister?

hello! so sorry for the late reply, if its any consolation i opened it on my phone and hallucinated my response multiple times before going "ill reply on my laptop later"

to me its definitely a case of "you cant just slap on Traditional Family Dynamic on all platonic relationships" Kisara the woman isnt motherly or nurturing, i know most people want her a "big sister" figure to Mokuba but her themes are social outcast, benevolent yet lonely, angry yet merciful, self sacrificing but hard to connect, shunned and worshipped woman of unknown origin. shes pretty much a wet pathetic meow meow on the surface. that much is impossible to miss so no matter how or when they meet Mokuba would be the one looking out for her. in the soft ways a young boy who grew up too fast tries to care for someone older than him.

think about it. shes scaredgirl core even when all the logical signs in her speech and her actions point to her being calm, coldblooded, levelheaded person, her body language is caving into herself, turtlenecking, backing out until she hits a wall, her self preservation hard to miss. Mokuba would immediately take notice of it (he used to too. though now its Fake It Till You Make with the kaiba bros) and regardless of how calm she might seem i can see him very subtly caring for her in small ways. he'll be more animated and loud if shes embarrassed, he'll step in front of her in a crowd so she can follow, in all joke fights or general seto bitching, him and kisara are a unified front. tho their win rate against him is crazy high theyre never NEVER above dramatically hugging each other, sinking to their knees, begging this tyrant to stop abusing his two very soft and kind family members (guilt tripping older siblings on how they used to treat you is always morally correct. im the older sibling its fair ok)

from there its easy to see him turning to loving her really deeply. while her connection to seto is significant and mokuba is happy for it, kisara herself is a fun, strange little lady, always down for his shenanigans, easily excitable about trying new things. mokuba, as the self proclaimed jack of all trades kaiba brother needs to try out many hobbies, learn about all subjects on earth, taste all arts he can and kisara is a wonderful partner. shes down to earth and humble in a way that puts things into perspective (she has that effect on both kaiba brothers lol. world wont end if you lose this game. there there) and mokuba would enjoy the chilled out nature of her because the kaibas are EXTREME.

anyway so the boyish ways he carefully regards her go both ways, she would be very attached him (dragon!) but she'd not care for the ages at all. she'd be like "OMG MY BEST FRIEND MOKUBAAA!!!" in her mind whenever she spots him. if all goes well and she is given a happy ending, she only enjoys companionship later in life. i like to imagine her having meaningful and rich relationships with different types of people as an adult but it WOULD be missing something important. monkeying around. silliness. and the eternal youth swagTM of mokuba kaiba would be her precious childhood silliness she missed out on. she would get to experimentally Commit To The Bit. her smart humor and his sharp wit, when they get together, leaving behind only the dumbest bits... their chemistry.

best trios are ones where all the members feel like the thirdwheel and knowing how seto-kisara and seto-mokuba are its only fair kisara-mokuba is LINKED for life.

#yugioh #ygo #kisara #mokuba kaiba #not art #seto kaiba #ask tag #I LOVE THESE ASKS ABT THE CHARACTERS #IM CUTTING OFF CHUNKS AND IMAGINING COMICS TO DO WHILE ANSWERING im playing in these asks liek theyre my sandbox #thank youuu for asking i love them i have KMS brain disease (kisara mokuba seto disease)

14 notes · View notes

valkyrayn · 2 years

Note

breeding kink anon here 👉🏻👈🏻🥴 just came out of my shell to say aaah tysm for answering my ask and also if im a lil too blunt excuse me as i am recovering from a crazy night out so i may just speak my horny thoughts openly 🤭

I really liked the wholesome twist you gave to each of the men's answers and lowk marius' one almost had me feeling tears bc i feel for this man TAKE THAT AS A COMPLIMENT PLS. Luke was spicy and Artem and Vyn were cute, all were *chef's kiss* thank you for the brainrot. i've tired myself out of most of the good smuts so this was a delicious treat 😩 been reading you for a bit of time basically ever since you started the blog on here and I always look forward to your posts whether it be answering anons or writing <3 I think i read that you've been having a rough few weeks so I hope you feel better soon and have been taking care 🥺

on a side note tho, marius is totally nasty like that- and if ppl tell me he hasn't at least tried to draw you nude or in debauched positions/clothing, dress u up in cute custom lingerie designed by himself, or fucked you in his art studio imma think they lying (on top of office sex ofc), or basically tried to on every surface in the von Hagen estate. i almost feel bad for his butler and vincent. 🥵 bet he would make it a challenge for you to keep his cum inside you as you go about your day when ur hanging around his home on both your days off, wearing one of his shirts and if he notices any leaking down your legs or panties he will not hesitate to either push it back in with his fingers or pump you full again~ despite whatever you may have been pre-occupied with at that current moment, just you being filled with his seed makes him feral.

p.s. I plan on sticking around for some time and idk if you give out anons emojis bc my brain fuzzy rn and i can't quite recall 💀 but if you do I don't mind being assigned one related to alcohol or your choice hehe.

anon you’re so sweet!! i had to take a while just to think of how to respond to such a nice message 🥺 i appreciate you so much! my week is better this time around! i hope you’ll have great weeks ahead too anon, you deserve it 💜

now back to horny. what if i tell you (cn server spoiler) that that is canon now 👀 they implied it 👀 maybe not as filthy as we’d think but i mean, i’d like to believe so lmfao. but also yes! he’s the kind of man who will definitely fuck you everywhere and anywhere — as long as there’s a flat surface, he’ll definitely fuck you on it 🧎🏻‍♀️

and omghdhshshhs not that making me crazy horny. after a whole night of just sex over and over again, you can barely feel your legs but you get up from bed anyway to go make yourself a cup of coffee. he comes up behind you and hugs you from the back before slowly, sliding his hand down to your cunt. he pulls your folds open with his fingers and shoves his middle finger inside your hole. it’s hot, wet and laced with his cum from last night. he pushes in deeper, letting the semen leak and slide down his finger. you arch your back at the sensation, a soft moan leaving your lips.

“jiejie, you’re so full—look at you, dripping all over my fingers.” he then pulls out and shows you his fingers, coated with both your combined fluids. he slowly pushes them past your lips and you lick them clean. you’re so turned on, it hurts. you need him inside you. and he knows this. “i wanna fill you up again…”

he pulls down his briefs and shoves his hardened cock inside you. and fuck does he stretch you full, you’ll never get used to his size. you’re always just so tight around him and it takes all of him not to cum right away. he fucks you against the counter, grabbing onto your hips and ass. wrapping his fingers around your neck and pulling you against him as he fucks your rough and fast. you swear you can feel the fluids sloshing inside you from how wet everything is. and it’s only going to get messier.

“marius—please! want more…”

“i know baby. i’ll give you what you want. i know you want me to pump another load inside you…fill you up again…so you can feel all hot and full inside…”

your walls tighten at his words and soon you’re gushing around him. you coat his cock with your fluids, your body trembling against him as you orgasm over and over again. he moans your name and slams harder inside you, and he’s so deep you can almost feel your heart stop. “oh fuck such a good girl—i’m gonna—ah”

nothing will ever beat the sensation of having marius shoot his cum inside you. it’s so hot and the load is almost always huge, thanks to him being young and full of testosterone. he fills you up so full and now you’re left with a messier cunt than it was just minutes ago. he holds you against him and despite still being plugged inside you, you can still feel his semen overflow and leak out of you and onto the floor. you make a mental note to clean that mess before he gets poor vincent to do it.

i feel like i still have a lot of horny in my system after that omg this man will be the death of me. also thank you for such a delicious spicy brainrot anon. and i’m giving you the 🍷 emoji cus i love wine!

#anon.🍷#brainrotdump #marius von hagen smut #tears of themis smut

203 notes · View notes