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Another drawing of the demo man himself💕💕💕
#fanart#undertale fanart#undertale#error sans#he has a hard hat now#and a more construction zone appropriate mask#hes probably yelling orders at blue from far away#black n yellow a very nice combo yes yes#traditional#except the yellow coloring hahaha#AU name is yet to be brainstormed but ideas are on paper
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it’s 2015 and i am
sitting on my mattress on the floor in the spare bedroom of the chicago condo my friend’s parents bought for them with oil company money. both of us have undiagnosed and unmedicated adhd. neither of us clean. the wide, shallow bathroom sink grows a yellow-black film of residue and shaved hair.
i am trying to come to terms with being dead. the year prior was a cascade of horror, a chain of a hundred different sudden sickenings in the gut, and as far as the world and most people in it are concerned, i no longer exist - which would have been more than fine with me, except that time continues to pass.
until recently, porpentine had been writing a column for rock paper shotgun called live free play hard, reviewing free indie games. itch.io is in its infancy, but unity is ten years old now and really starting to come into its own, and this is the heyday of the so-called walking simulator - Dear Esther in 2012 to Firewatch in 2016. i never played most of the big names, the ones that attracted all that sneering gamergate hatred (Gone Home excepted) - after all, they cost money, and in 2015, i didn’t have any of that. so every porpentine article was a damp, fertile patch of sometimes-delicious always-free mushrooms. i play a LOT of itch.io games that year, and i’ve been missing them lately, so i wanted to talk about them here.
live free play hard is a decade old, at this point. links are dead. games don’t quite run the same on modern computers. twine games which once had music are now silent. these are some of the survivors.
their angelical understanding by porpentine, herself.
***STROBE WARNING*** and also for a text-based game this is an intense PTSD simulator. i considered linking others of her games here: neon haze (link appears to be broken), CYBERQUEEN (about which i’ve already said a lot) or howling dogs (which is arguably still her best), but i went with t.a.u. because, well, in 2015 a PTSD simulator was what i needed.
CHYRZA by kitty horrorshow
kh has probably Made It as an indie artist more than anyone else on this list? my metric for this is that there are two whole jacob geller video essays about her games. CHYRZA is pure tone: jittery unity platforming up desert monuments collecting audiologs. trust me, it’s really effective.
Bernband by Tom van den Boogaart
this one still runs, but there’s a bit of slowdown in some areas. this is pure exploration through a very pixelly alien city: nightclubs, power stations, overpasses, late-night noodle bars. an empty chapel. a trumpet recital. the empty corridors and stairwells between everything. it’s stuck with me for all these years.
SABBAT by oh no problems
this is the least subtle it is possible for a text game to be. it starts with animal sacrifice and gets really fucking explicit from there. as someone who had at the time cut a picture of baphomet out of the liner notes from a random black metal cd found in a des moine record store and taped it to my bedroom doorpost like a mezuzah, all i really wanted from SABBAT was the ability to have snakes for dicks, and buddy, it delivers. i remember there used to be a sort of sludgey doom metal soundtrack, but it doesn’t seem to exist anymore, and the credits link to a nonexistent soundcloud. so it goes.
HEARTWOOD by Kerry Turner
hahaha man i’d completely forgotten about this game until i went back through the archives but fuck, it rules. it’s so simple. it’s pure sensation. i loved it then and i love it now.
Off-Peak by Cosmo D
i think Cosmo D is still going strong these days! actually, i’m pretty sure i have unplayed games by them in my steam library, i should fix that. Off-Peak is a jazz exploration of the world’s most colorful train station. people are playing bespoke 2015 eurogames. a vendor is selling a bunch of sheet music that musicians have had to pawn, what with the way the economy is going. you understand. triplets stalk you. a man strokes a cow, menacingly. i would say it’s peak itch.io, but in point of fact it is, of course, off-peak itch.io.
anyway i lived, eventually, and went on to make art of my own, but it’s my belief - it’s my hope - that all my writing carries the spores these games and games like them put in me when i was dead and decaying and fertile ground for such things. i hope you play some of them. i hope you enjoy them. thanks for reading <3
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DELTARUNE THEORY: The Old Chair
Well folks this one is a doozy and we have a wealth of new ARG(??? YEAH!) content from this SPAMTON SWEEPSTAKES LIVE EVENT [(LIVE!)] and obviously I should be talking about all the Noelle lore so let’s talk about this fucking chair instead:
Yes, a chair. There are many hidden links on the Deltarune website right now, and https://deltarune.com/chair/ sends you to well. A chair. A small, blue chair with a sheet draped over it. Clicking on it makes a sound play as it disappears, leaving garbled bits of color and nothing else behind. Also you can randomly get jumpscared by a familiar pair of yellow and pink eyes, so there’s that.
Does that sound like a lot to unpack already? Well too bad buckaroo there’s more stuffed into this suitcase than you can shake a stick at! The name of the tab when you open this page is “But what if it could...”, click the chair and it changes to “... get darker than dark?”.
Sound familiar?
Besides the obvious reference to the classic line about being dark, darker, yet darker, to me it brings to mind Seam’s warning. Maybe it’s not such a good idea to be in the dark world at night... That’s at least two darknesses, which is more than one.
But wait, why a chair? Well, we know the third chapter’s dark world takes place in Kris’s house, obviously, which coincidentally just so happens to feature a named chair character! How convenient!
Thank goodness this mystery is solved except oh wait that doesn’t really make any sense, does it? This chair we’re talking about seems awful ominous, unlike beloved old Chairiel, adored by the family, front and center of the Dreemurr household. No, I think we’re looking for a different chair.
But that doesn’t mean we’re not looking for Chairiel.
Yes, something fans noted as soon as Deltarune chapter 1 released was that the Chairiel moniker seemed to have been transferred from one chair to another. While Chairiel in Deltarune is Toriel’s living room seat, Chairiel in Undertale was originally a small... Blue... Chair. Huh.
Could it be the the original Chairiel is in storage in the Dreemurr household somewhere still, in this new world? Abandoned and replaced? Well geez, all this ominous atmosphere, talk of being tossed aside, garbled messes and direct connection to those pink and yellow eyes sure is reminding me of our pals Jevil and Spamton huh?
So what the hell am I saying, that Chairiel, the ORIGINAL Chairiel from Undertale, is going to be Chapter 3′s hidden boss, feeling betrayed and broken after Toriel got a more comfortable chair to watch TV in!? Uh. I guess? I mean, I said I was spitballing here.
But why those Pink and Yellow eyes... That’s Spamton’s bit, and only cause he was copying Swatch, right? Well, he was attempting to impersonate the head butler, but maybe there’s a reason he got the colors of Swatch’s orange and yellow glasses wrong. After all, we have another unexplained buddy with the very same colored eyes, don’t we?
Yeah, still no clue what that thing was about. But I’m getting the feeling we’re going to. Although, considering that pink and yellow jumpscare on the chair page redirects you back to the main sweepstakes page, it may just be Spamton trying to keep your nose out of business it doesn’t belong in. But that’s my final thought for now.
The site is still updating with new material, so if a wrench gets thrown in any of this, don’t blame me for jumping the gun. I’ll try to keep an open mind.
ADDENDUM 1 - It should be noted that the noise that plays when the chair is clicked on is called “water.mp3″ and sounds VERY similar to areas of Waterfall in Undertale such as the trash zone. How am I supposed to tie that to any of this?? Hahaha I have no idea.
ADDENDUM 2 - Could the sheet on the chair be the Shadow Mantle? Could the water noise have something to do with the Old Song from the Sea, mentioned by Riverperson in Undertale and Onion-San in Deltarune? So many questions...
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Damn I was hoping Pedro would wear hot pink he looks so good in it
i was hoping for any other color except black but i guess the yellow picnic outfit defeated everything else and they had to go back to something more classic hahaha
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[Image Description: Lorelei, a member of the Elite Four of Kanto, and her Lapras. Lorelei is a woman with light skin, long red hair in a ponytail, red eyes, and pink lipstick. She is wearing silver wire-frame glasses, a light blue crystal-shaped ponytail holder, a black suit jacket with silver collar and blue stripes on the sleeves, a pale blue belt with a light blue buckle, a pale blue undershirt with black accents, a black pencil skirt, tan nylon stockings, and black high-heeled shoes with blue toes and a design resembling snowflakes. Lapras is a large Pokemon resembling a plesiosaur with a grey bumpy shell on its back, having blue skin that becomes yellow on the underside, large brown eyes, swirled "ears", and a short horn on its forehead. The background is Lorelei's room in the Indigo Plateau. The wall in the back is orange, a large white door with an orange and white Pokeball design on the right. The floor is blue with a white and purple arena pattern, and a large icy pillar is on the left. End ID.]
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“Welcome to the Pokémon League! I am Lorelei of the Elite Four! No one can best me when it comes to icy Pokémon. Freezing moves are powerful. Your Pokémon will be at my mercy when they are frozen solid! Hahaha! Are you ready?”
Elite Four time baybee! Have an ice queen! I swear I can't think of Lorelei anymore without having that one Styx song of the same name stuck in my head. Not that that's a problem, of course, it's a good song!
And yeah, you've probably already noticed One Major Difference between this pic of Lorelei and the previous trainer artwork. I did, of course, use the Let's Go design for Lorelei instead of the FRLG design. Two reasons for this change, the first one being that the FRLG artwork of the Elite Four that I could find was of lower quality than those of the Gym Leaders, Leaf, Blue, and of course the Pokemon themselves, and while I will be referencing that artwork for their overall body structure due to the proportions being more in-line with my usual way of drawing people their Let's Go artwork was of much higher quality in terms of color sampling. The second being that, at least in the case of Lorelei and Agatha, I simply prefer their Let's Go designs and the way their outfits for Let's Go incorporate elements of their type specialties. Those two will be the only exceptions to the trend unfortunately; Bruno and Lance both show up in Heart Gold and Soul Silver and look close enough to their FRLG appearances for the color sampling to still be accurate (and iirc Bruno's look is also almost exactly the same in Let's Go as well!), so I will be using their FRLG designs as per everyone else.
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#pokemon#pokemon fire ref#pokemon leaf green#elite four lorelei#lapras#jess drew the thing#sfw#image description
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i was recently tagged by @plavoptice and @missanthropicprinciple for variations of this! thanks to you both!!!
favorite color: pink + yellow 💖💛
currently reading: i’m not particularly committed to one read at the moment; i’ve been bouncing between rereads of lmmm’s anne’s house of dreams and libba bray’s the sweet far thing, as well as doing a very slow read of how to do nothing by jenny odell. i also just reread the midwife’s apprentice by karen cushman for the first time in many years, and damn, that is a perfect creation. i am definitely going to give catherine, called birdy a reread before the movie comes out this fall!
last song: the big p*ssy energy song on girls5eva, hahaha!
last series: girls5eva!!! i’m finally watching season two and i’m so happy. i forgot how much i love this show. it’s SUCH a goofy joy.
last movie: midsommar. the wellington paranormal episode inspired me to finally watch it, bwahahaha. it was worth a watch and quite riveting, but not as good as the wellington paranormal episode, obviously
currently working on: i’m not actively writing anything right now; have been doing a bit of editing on an old novel project and just beginning to plot a potential premise for a new story. and also daydreaming of writing a rory/paris runaway bride au except i can’t remember how to start writing a fic. the thing i’m truly working on in life right now is figuring out how to spend more time offline -- because i’d like to have my mind not going in every direction at once and the internet really doesn’t help me with that -- and it is very hard and i’m bad at it! why must smartphones exist to tempt me @ every turn?!?!
tag 9 people: @theindefinitearticle + @lunadove + @warningsine + @sillyjimjam + @austennerdita2533 + @zenithofdork + @kellyshambles + @rorylgilmore + @misscrawfords !
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Aw golly, thank you @partyinthemysterymachine!!
Rules: Tag 10 (or less) people you want to get to know better. Except I won't. Hahaha.
relationship status: Happily dating and in love with @thebluestmage my moonlight my darling honestly bless her for putting up with my fictional boyfriends
favorite color: Rainbow, pink, fuchsia, red/yellow/blue combo
song stuck in my head: Didn't I know how it would go? If I knew from the start, why am I falling apart?!
I Know Him So Well - Elaine Paige and Barbara Dickson (Chess)
three favorite foods: Chimichangas, Steak, Charcuterie Boards
last song I listened to: Simple Love - Junko Ohashi
dream trip: I'm going to be a boring bitch and say France. Of course I'm going to see the Typical(tm) things, but I really want the opportunity to see where Jules Verne lived and worked.
last thing(s) i googled: irs phone number hahaha hah a hah ah aha aa waaaaaaaaaa
if y'all wanna do this, have at! Have fun!
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#22
I thought It futting to make the 22nd fact a Hahaha Moitel fact.
Did you know??
Hahaha's eyes are unlike that of most psionic-weilding trolls- instead of being bi-colored and seemingly pupilless, the norm for gold bloods, they're the classic yellow of most other troll eyes. Typically illustrated with regular pupils or quadrant symbols like ♠️, ♥️, ♦️, and ♣️.
Except it was recently confirmed that that's not how their eyes look! It turns out those are actually contacts, and Hahaha does indeeed have bi-colored eyes. However, what the colors are is yet to be shown.
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Is it really safe?
Miraculous Ladybug | 2018 | 803 | Ao3
Tikki has had many chosens. Most had similar traits, such as determination, creativity, protectiveness, resourcefulness and similar. This one also had some perks of her own, like the inability to speak to her crush, the ability to love anyone and everyone, her tendency to overreact, etc. The biggest difference between her and any previous chosen though?
This was her first chosen who liked to steal.
Good news is, that makes it painfully hard to blackmail her. And plenty easy to get a troublesome recording back from Alya.
Except, Alya doesn’t have the recording anymore.
“Marinette! This is a bad idea!” Tikki warned, waving her little arms wildly as they reached the locker room.
“Come on Tikki, it’s the best idea we have,” Marinette argued, peeking around the corner.
“You could alway just ask Alya.”
“And when she asks why I need her phone? Because that will totally happen without her finding out.”
Tikki sighed. Technically, this was partially her fault. But also Technically, she got to blame Trixx for leaving the phone on record. But, Tikki was a bigger Kwami than that. She’d take the blame, and hope this could be fixed before any real damage was done.
But did Marinette’s plan to delete the video have to involve stealing Alya’s phone, again?
“Tikki, can you take my phone over to the bathroom and call Alya?”
“As a distraction?” Tikki guessed.
“Yep.”
“But then won’t she be on her phone?”
Marinette frowned. “You’re right. Darn.”
Tikki watched as Marinette surveyed the area, trying to figure out another way to get the phone back. Now, being a smart Kwami with morals, Tikki knew she shouldn’t encourage this. But being a Kwami who’s chosen was not ready to be discovered, she knew that they had to get that phone back. Preferably before Alya got on the school blog to post the video.
Which meant she had to be as helpful as possible. “Can I be a distraction in another way?”
“Maybe,” Marinette trailed off, pursing her lips. That was her idea face.
“If I go talk to Alya and put her phone in her bag, can you navigate it and delete the video?”
Tikki blinked. That was such an obvious solution! Why hadn’t one of them thought of that before?
Tikki nodded and dove into Marinette’s purse, ready to help. She’d have to work off vocal cues, but she could.
“Hey Alya! Are you ready for class?”
“Yeah, mostly. I got a little held up from that Akuma though.”
“Oh really? Which Akuma was today’s?” Tikki almost facepalmed. Marinette in act natural™ mode was anything but ‘Natural’.
“Uh, that crazy yellow one. Honeybear,” Alya answered, confusion and concern coloring her tone.
“Oh, that one! Hahaha! She was a little weird, am I right?” Tikki fazed through Marinette’s purse and flitted behind Alya, heading to Alya’s backpack.
“Yeah,” Alya paused, and Tikki felt the backpack move around her. Alya must have leaned forward. “Marinette are you okay?”
“Psh! Of course I’m okay! Why wouldn’t I be?”
“Marinette? You’re lying again.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about! Why would I lie?”
“She’s horrible at this,” Trixx said, her tail swishing as she came into view.
“I know,” Tikki sighed, “But it’s the best she can do right now. Where’s Alya’s phone?”
“Why do you need her phone Tikki?” Trixx asked, floating closer.
“You left the camera on,” Tikki answered, starting to dig around.
“Uh oh,” Both Kwamis and Alya froze at Marinette’s comment.
“Marinette?”
“Alya, please tell me you didn’t give your phone to Adrien so he could watch today’s battle.”
“I might’ve why?” The backpack shifted again. “Marinette, did you do the leave recording on thing again?”
“Maybe?”
Tikki nodded at Trixx and shot out of Alya’s backpack, finding Marinette’s purse quick enough.
“Right. Let’s go get it, before he sees whatever ‘Marinette’ thing it is that you recorded.”
“Yes please, thank you!”
Adrien rewound the video to just before Marinette transformed and watched it again. There was no way. It had to be a ploy, right?
But why would Alya do something like that? And why would Marinette go along with it?
Just, what?
“Hey Adrien?” Alya’s voice made him turn. She and a nervous Marinette were walking his way, Alya waving.
“What’s up Alya?” Adrien wanted to ask about the video. Boy did he want to ask. But now, in the middle of the locker room, was not the time.
“I forgot my phone at Marinette’s house and left the camera on, so there’s a bunch of Marinette feature footage that I need to edit out,” Alya explained with a smile.
“Oh, sure, here,” Adrien handed the phone back to Alya, but Marinette swiped it back and started hitting buttons.
“Sheesh girl! What were you doing while I was gone?”
“Stuff no one needs to see, not even you Alya,” Marinette replied, smiling and handing the phone back. “Thank you.”
Alya rolled her eyes. “Right. Why don’t you two go ahead to class and I’ll find Nino?” She was gone before either teen could say a thing.
Marinette laughed nervously, “Actually, what’d you know? I forgot my notebook, seeyouinclassbye!” Marinette dashed off as well.
“Not a girlfriend, eh?” Adrien turned to Plagg and scowled.
“That might’ve been a fluke,” he replied.
“It also might not be. What’re you gonna do about it?”
“Keep her secret safe.”
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Back in Dream Land
I’m in a small room with a crusty bare mattress. A few candles are flickering and I’m in a nightie and a pair of stockings, all black very sexy except for the large untied sneakers on my feet, they have smiley faces on them.
I’m waiting for someone and I don’t realize who until he parts the curtain.
It’s Phil!
The man of my dreams.
Look what they’d done to him, he couldn’t have been an inch taller than 5 feet now. Though I wager he weighed as much if not more than when he was six foot. Now he was a fat, squat little thing with a big belly and man boobs. He was wearing nothing but a little pink silk banana hammock that was kept in place by a pair of suspenders that was also hold his wobbling belly in check. His balding was complete and he was left with nothing more than a ring of thin yellow tuffs around his skull. I followed his thick, stubby hairy legs down to his feet. Big sexy man stampers in golf cleats.
My breath caught in my throat, and I immediately started squirming like a school girl. He looked so sexy!
What a hunk!
What a clown, what an absolute goofball.
His squat body, the way the hair on his legs crept up to his belly and into his deep tempting bellybutton. His skin was still pink, but I could tell he was admiring my own complexion.
“You like what you see?” I dropped a strap on my mighty so he could admire the cluster of little heart markings on my shoulder.
“You look like a clown!” He grinned. His little pink speedo shifted noticeably, I don’t think that part has shrunk!
“You’re one to talk!” I grinned back.
He shifted self consciously. “I look awful. I just look like some fat loser.”
I giggled. “I know the idea that someone that looks like you, would have a girlfriend like me is sooooo funny!”
He chuckled at this too, his cheeks growing red and that serpent in his speedo slither with Randy satisfaction.
The thought of his downgraded appearance making him the hurt of a joke, was humiliating and of course exciting at the same time.
“Hahaha it’s pretty hard to believe a goofy gal like you would want a fat bozo like me!”
“Hehe hyuck!” I spread my legs for him so he could see my scarlet slit glisten between my white lips. “I want to ride my Philly!”
He grinned and waddled on over towards my stinking mattress his feet making the sexiest slapping sounds you could imagine.
I seductively rubbed my sneakers together, and pressed the dirty soles to his dick. “Come on,” I whined. “I need it!”
I grinned and unclasped his suspenders, and let the little silk hankie float to the ground between his legs.
I was mistaken his dick wasn’t unaffected by the shrinking, it had grown! It had to be twelve inches of pale pulsing meat, much lighter color than the rest of his body. My jaw dropped, and then a honk of laughter trumpeted from my mouth. “It’s gorgeous hahaha!”
He laughed too. “I don’t look like I deserve it, huh?”
His big silly song was cracking me up, to think such godly tool belonged to a fat slob like him! To think a smoke show like me belonged to to him! What was wrong with the world!
“Come on I need it, give it to me you big goof guy!”
That’s all the encouragement he needed he clambered up into the mattress ackwardly, he was so bulky, but I moaned with pleasure as I felt his flabby weight press down on me. More impressively his hairy stomach pressed his andacona against my body and I was visibly vibrating with excitement.
“Where’s your nose Clown?” He asked shifting his weight one way and another as he tried to line up with me.
“Ooooh.” I groaned miserably, and pinched my boring human nose. “Hooonk.” I whined.
He tsssked. “I’ve been watch a lot of clown porn lately, I like their noses.”
I felt so ugly and miserable. “Ooooh baby, I’ll grow a big clown nose for you, ooooh one big enough for you to fuck with that wacky stick, just please fuck me okay.”
His head pressed against my sex, I moaned. “You’re so hot honkers, I want this so much…”
“Me too I…”
As I spoke the curtains in the room were suddenly thrown back, and I realized we were on a little mobile stage, and on the other side of the curtain were a bunch of clowns and clowns to be eagerly waiting for our act to begin…
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Thinking of my Housewife Radio AU again. Except it's not about a housewife fkdne. Just a dad who misses his son. And says he can hear his son's voice through colors because apparently sounds have colors. Blue and green and yellow and red. Not black and white.
Hahaha...
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I really wanna write that AU in a fic. But I have OTHER projects to attend to that I haven't worked on, yet.
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🍁-Favorite fall treat?
🍂-Favorite autumnal color?
👻-Paranormal expirience?
Favorite fall treat: pumpkin seeds! it's the only reason i get pumpkins hahaha
Favorite autumnal color: my top favorite color is yellow, i think that counts!
Paranormal experience: Once I was home alone, watching Spongebob because I can write without getting distracted while I watch it. And I kept hearing this murmuring sound 👀 from the kitchen, which is right next to my living room. I am a firm believer in denial so I was like, "no." and kept watching spongebob except then the murmuring started picking up speed?? So I was like, I'm going to be brave and investigate. Also the sound was starting to annoy me and wouldn't listen when I said "Shut up!"
Turns out I left music playing through my headphones, which were on the table on the far side of the kitchen. I heard the music over the sound of Spongebob, from the far side of the living room. .-.
#okay that last one is so dumb#klfjdsaklfjda#I HAVE NO GHOST STORIES#unless you count the time my mom threw me at Jason Vorhees at a haunted house#NOTHING HAS HAPPENED TO ME#the ghosts don't like me#here is my stance on ghosts and other such things:#not sure if i believe in them but just in case why piss them off
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Uno reverse card!!! What colours would you pick to describe your works and/or wips?? :D
hoho was not expecting this :D thank you finn!!!!
works --
zenith - okay so when i first got into fountain pens about three years ago now, i bought this mixed pack of ink cartridges right, and there was one, oxford blue, that slapped so hard. it’s like this velvety dark blue, like the late twilight, and that plus silver obvs has zenith vibes written all over it
the diner at the end of the night - yellow!! like that warm orangey-yellow of an old light bulb’s light, or the color you get trying to photograph something white in the evening when you have to turn your lamp on to get enough light.
would you rather - grey or black. this fic is a lot more serious in tone compared to my usual fare, so that takes a lot of the color out of the vibes in my mind. to pick smth other than that, though, i think i’d go for a cool, dark brown, like a nice black walnut wood
follow the rose red thread - in the same pack of mixed ink cartridges that gave me oxford blue, there was also a color called syrah, which is this dark red w/hints of purple that looks like romanticized blood or a magic rose.
liar, liar; heart on fire - the exact same blue as the m/m symbol on ao3, but that association probably comes from seeing the color next to the title on ao3 hahaha.
beholden - brown again, but this one would be warmer, like red-brown leather. no real justification for this one; i just like the idea of the title written out in that color lol
wips --
rock of ages - grey, since it’s a fic about the first years digging up a giant rock lmao
nobara takes herself to gay court - the main image i have in my head for this fic has a lot of bright, summery green, so if we’re picking colors like that, then i’d say smth like that, but the colors the name itself gives me more chestnut vibes so i’m gonna go w/that. slightly different from beholden in that it’s redder
cherry bomb - pinky-red. it’s named after this song i got attached to bc i play it so often in bandori, and the cover art in the game has these pink-red cherries
#asks#for nefarious purposes i thought abt most of these in ink colors lol#except for oxford blue i haven't gotten around to buying a whole bottle of that yet even though it's been YEARS bc ink is expensive ;0;#i didn't include qualia bc those colors would vary on the drabble#since qualia is just the name for the trenchcoat all the drabbles are hiding in lmao#one time i graded papers in syrah bc i didn't like the color at the time (and also i wanted to feel pretentious grading in fountain pen)#and bc that first fountain pen was leaky i had this dark red splotch on my finger's pen callous#and people would ask me if i'd gotten hurt or smth hahaha so it can def pass off as a romanticized blood#AAHSFLAKSD I FORGOT I HAD THOSE ONESHOT WIPS LYING AROUND WHEN YOU TAGGED ME IN THE WIP GAME SO I DIDN'T PARTICIPATE#BC I WAS LIKE 'AWW ALL I HAVE IS ZENITH THAT'S KIND OF LAME'#but if anyone reading the tags wants to know abt any of the ones mentioned here or ask abt some other ideas.... hehehehehe >:3c askbox open#people's writing styles typically have a color appear in my mind that i associate w/the fic#but it's harder to do with my own writing most of the time#my old old work from when i was like thirteen n just starting out is like this cold yellow-green#when i wrote for sn/k it developed into a mottled grey-green like moss on a rock#and it mostly stayed like that as i wrote for se since i only wrote ~60k for that fandom.#that was definitely where my writing was the brightest green#by the end of my first year in bn//ha it changed to like green-black. like the green equivalent of blue-black ink if you've never seen gree#but by the end of last year it became smth reddish brown. hmm def some mucusy yellow-greys in there too hahaha#after that it's hard to tell bc it's more recent but zenith is definitely shades of blue and sprinkled w/silver#lyrebirds-writes
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Love In Slow Motion (Chapter One) - Fezco
A/N: okay, so I know nobody asked for this but it was just floating around my mind and it wasn’t going to go away until I wrote it so... here it is, it will follow the timeline of the show as of today, except only the interactions the reader has with Fez, if that makes sense xD hahaha hope you enjoy!
Warnings: +18, reader is 18, mentions of physical abuse, mentions of family abuse, drugs and alcohol, spoilers for S1E6 (sort of), Euphoria themes, basically
Disclaimer: I don’t own Euphoria :) gif isn’t mine :D
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Love In Slow Motion
It's been a while since we've been alone
To turn off the world and the telephone
I need to tell you you're beautiful
'Cause it's been a while and I apologize
The first time she walked into Fez’s store, it was by chance. Well, not really, she had asked me where it was. But Fez could have sworn it was fate. She walked in with a black skirt that had flowers on it, a white top, and a yellow cardigan that was longer than her skirt. But what Fezco loved most was her shoes. Converse. Two different colors. One red, one white.
“Um, hello” you said shyly, approaching the guy sitting on a chair outside of the store, lighting up a joint. You knew who he was, everyone did. But you had never spoken to him. “You’re Fez, right?”
“Who’s asking?” he said, still not looking at you. That’s when he saw them. Your shoes. He slowly looked up and his blue eyes finally met yours.
You smiled nervously sticking out your hand before quickly moving it away. “Sorry, I don’t know why I did that” you muttered, embarrassed, feeling your cheeks burning.
See, the first thing you have to know about her is that she hates her entire family. And I don’t mean like those families who have regular issues but love each other in the end. No. She truly despises her family. I don’t blame her. If I was born into the Jacobs family, I’d probably hate them too. Her older brother, Aaron, was a fuck-up. She could tell her dad didn't like Aaron, didn't think he had guts or brains, or half a fucking clue. And she agreed. She didn’t like her mother either. She was weak, and a pushover. She had grown up vowing to herself that she would never let any man manipulate her as much as her father and brothers did with her mother. She was also the one that hated her Converse. Well, not only her. All of her family did for some reason. Except maybe Aaron. He didn’t give a shit about them.
“Nah, you good” he said with a smile that you missed because you were playing with the hem of your skirt. “How can I help you, love?” he asked, making you look back at him.
“Um, R-Rue said you could help me?”
“You a friend of Rue?” he asked and you nodded slightly.
“Uh, yeah, you could say that” you replied. You weren’t sure how you would describe your relationship with Rue, but you would like to say you were friends.
“What you need, ma?” he asked, making your heart flutter a little at the nickname.
“Um… just… some weed, uh, please?” you asked with a nervous smile. Fezco resisted the urge to smile at how adorable you were.
“Sure” he said, getting up. “I got you” he said, stopping at the entrance. “Come on” he nodded his head for you to follow him. And you did.
As for the rest of her family, she wasn’t sure who she hated more. Her father, or her brother Nate. They were basically the same person. She knew from a young age that Nate was her father’s favorite. Anybody could see it. She didn’t really mind that.
You saw Fez go in the back and you waited walking around the store. While you were waiting, you heard your phone buzz for about the tenth time. You pulled it out to see Nate’s name on it and quickly ignored it. But it was followed by a text. Again.
[Nate] - where the fuck are you?! you have to come home RIGHT NOW!
You rolled your eyes and put your phone away. “Fucking asshole” you muttered under your breath. You felt your eyes watering again and some tears escaped down your cheeks but you quickly wiped them away.
What she hated was the way she was always compared to Nate. And how her father never failed to remind her that he only wanted sons. So, really no matter what she did, she would never be good enough for either one of them. So she gave up a long time ago. But she hated how everyone around her was so fucking blind, thinking Nate was perfect. She always knew the reason why she and Nate didn’t get along was because she was the only one who saw through his bullshit. And Nate hated her for it. Which is what brought her here in the first place.
“That it? Do you need anything else?” Fez asked, coming over to the register and when he saw you, he noticed you were crying. “Hey, you okay?”
“Y-yeah” you said, smiling nervously again. “I’m fine” you assured him. “Could I also get a pack of cigarettes and some… um, M&M's? Please?” you asked, trying not to let your voice break.
“Sure” Fez said hesitantly, grabbing what you asked for. “So, weed, cigarettes, and M&M's” he chuckled. “Not a bad combo” he said, smiling at you.
Your heart melted along with the anger that you felt just a moment ago. “Birthday special, I guess” you chuckled sadly as you took out your wallet.
“Yo, it’s your birthday?” he asked and you nodded. “No shit! Happy birthday!”
“Thanks” you smiled. He was the first person to say happy birthday to you all day. Lexi hadn’t been at school. Kat seemed to have a fucking terrible day. Jules probably didn’t know. Rue never really remembered. And everyone else only wished Nate a happy birthday. And you had the same fucking birthday! “Um, how much do I owe you?”
“Oh, nothin’” he shrugged. “‘S on the house” he said, packing up your things.
“What?” you asked, confused as you tried to give him your money. “N-no, you don’t have to-”
“‘S cool, ma” he insisted.
“I- um… r-really?”
“Yeah. Birthday special” he winked at you.
“Thank you” you smiled.
And that was it. Fez knew that he was done for. That smile was going to be the death of him. And he would do whatever he could to see that smile again.
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The next time that Fez saw her was at Halloween. I remember because it was one of those rare times that I was sober. I know that I rarely see Fez when I’m sober, but I swear I saw his face light up when he saw her walk into the house dressed as Elvira Hancock in a teal blue satin gown, a blonde wig, one blue Converse, and one green.
“Holy shit” Fez muttered under his breath. He saw you walk in with your friends and he felt like he was going to die. You scanned the room as you lit up your cigarette and then you spotted him. Your smile got bigger and he felt his heart racing faster when he saw you make your way towards him.
“Hey, Tony” you said, happily, sitting next to him.
“No shit! Elvie!” he said excitedly, smiling back at you. Both of you being completely oblivious to Rue, Jules, Kat, and Lexi looking at you. “Lookin’ good, ma” he said, making you blush a little. It was nice to hear that as opposed to the comments you received in your house for going out dressed like this.
“Really?” you asked, making Fez frown his eyebrows in confusion at the surprised tone in your voice.
“Why would I lie?” he smiled softly at you.
“Thanks” you said, smiling back. “You look really good too” you told him. “Um, do you want one?” you asked, offering him your cigarettes.
“Sure” he said, taking one. “You all set for tonight? You need anything? Weed? Cigarettes? M&M's?” he chuckled.
“You remember” you laughed, a bit embarrassed.
Another thing about her was that people rarely remembered anything about her. Since everyone was fucking obsessed with Nate for some reason, she just kind of floated in the background. So, when someone did remember something about her, she felt a little wave of happiness pass through her. She sometimes imagined if that’s how Nate felt all the time. Even if it was something as simple as remembering that she liked M&M’s. She often wondered what it would be like if someone loved her as much as Maddy loved Nate. But, you know, in a non-toxic way.
“‘Course I remember” Fez smiled at you.
“Do you really have M&M’s on you?” you asked curiously.
“I could find some” he said, making your heart melt.
You were about to say something else when all of the sudden silence took over the room. You noticed everyone was looking at the door, so you turned too and you saw your brother walking in dressed as a prisoner and Maddy by his side dressed as Iris from Taxi Driver. You felt like the world was in slow motion. Your brother’s eyes locked with yours and a sickening grin appeared on his face as the people in the party actually started fucking chanting his name.
See, the thing is, she knew what happened between Nate and Maddy. And she knew what Nate had done to make it go away. When Nate was arrested, I swear I could see a smile on his sister’s face. And maybe even relief. But of course, her parents told her that she was fucking insane for even thinking about her brother that way. Of course, they could never believe that their perfect son would do such a thing. Like I said, she always knew the reason why Nate hated her so much was because she was the only one who saw through his bullshit. She had told him to stay away from Maddy, but of course, he didn’t listen. And he knew that if it was his word against hers, everyone would believe him.
“Hey” you were snapped out of your thoughts when you felt Fez’s hand on your arm and you turned to look at him. “You good?”
“Um- y-yeah, I just… um… I have to go” you said, getting up. “Sorry, I have to go outside and meet Lexi, but I’ll see you around?” you smiled at him and he could only nod before you got out of sight.
Fez thought about going after you, but he was quickly distracted with some of his regular customers. It wasn’t until a couple of hours later that he saw you again, outside, wasted. He saw you dancing around with Rue’s other friend, Jewel. He smiled a little at how happy and carefree you looked, but it didn’t last long.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” you felt someone grab your arm forcefully, turning you around and you faced your brother.
“Hi, Tate” you smiled at him before you laughed. “Oh my God, remember when we were kids and I called you Tate because I couldn’t say Nate? And then I called you Tater Tot?” you giggled.
“How fucking wasted are you?” he said, glaring at you.
“I’m just having fun, Tate” you laughed.
“Don’t call me that! You’re going home right now!”
“No, I’m not!”
“Yes, you are!”
“Why the fuck do you care? Just go off with your little girlfriend and leave me the fuck alone” you said, taking another sip of your drink, but Nate grabbed it from you and threw it away. “Nate, what the fuck-?”
“I'm not gonna let you fucking embarrass me again, I swear to fucking God-”
“Me? I’m embarrassing you? You’re the one coming in here dressed like the fucking convict that you are!” you said, making him tighten the grip on your arm.
“At least I didn’t come here dressed like a fucking slut! You’re fucking disgusting-!”
“I’d rather be a slut than a fucking woman beater-” you didn’t get to finish your sentence because Nate pushed you, making you fall backwards into the pool. You resurfaced, feeling your makeup running down your face and your wig floating not far from you. “What the fuck, Nate?!”
Nate laughed a little before he squatted down, looking at you. “I think it’s best that you go home now that your outfit is ruined, sis” he said before standing up and walking away.
You grabbed your wig and made your way out of the pool, feeling the fucking cold wind on your back and you hugged yourself as you felt the tears starting to fall down your cheeks.
“Hey, you okay?” you heard Fez coming over to you. The last thing he saw was you dancing with Jules, and now you were soaking wet, crying.
“Um- y-yeah, I just… I have to go” you said, trying to walk away from him but he followed you.
“You need a ride?”
“I um- I don’t-” you tried, but you weren’t really sure what you wanted. “I don’t know-”
“Fuck, you’re freezing. C’mere” he said, taking off his jacket and placing it around your shoulders.
At that moment, she could have sworn that the world froze. She wasn’t used to people caring about her. She had friends and she assumed that her family would at least care if she ended up dead somewhere. Maybe her mom at least. But nobody had ever really taken care of her. Or at least not without an ulterior motive. People weren’t usually nice to her if it wasn’t because they wanted to get close to Nate mostly. But right here, right now, Fez was just being nice. Just because he saw she was cold and he tried to help. When she saw the concern in his deep blue eyes, she could have sworn, that it was the closest thing to love she had ever experienced.
“I’m okay” you said with a small smile.
“You sure?”
“Yeah” you nodded.
“Hey” you turned around and saw Lexi calling your name and walking over to you. “What happened to you?”
“Um, n-nothing, I just… tripped and fell into the pool” you said, laughing.
“Shit, do you wanna go?” she asked, concerned.
“Yeah, I think maybe we should go” you said, looking back to where Nate was drinking with Maddy, still glaring at you.
“Okay, let me just go tell Cassie, alright?” she said, and you nodded before she walked away.
“You two need a ride?” Fez asked again.
“Nah, we’re good” you assured him. “Lexi drove and I’m spending the night at her place so…” you said and he nodded. “Thank you… for helping me” you said.
“No problem, ma” he smiled. You saw Lexi signaling you that it was time to go and you sighed. You would have loved to stay and spend more time with Fez, but you knew you had to leave now.
“Um, I have to go” you said, removing his jacket from your shoulders and handing it to him. “Thanks again, Fez” you smiled at him.
“See you around” he said, taking it. You started making your way over to Lexi when he called you back. “Yo, hold on!” you turned around and saw that he walked over to you. “Um, here” he said, grabbing a bag of M&M’s from the pocket in his jacket and handing it to you. His smile got wider when he saw the joyful look on your face.
“No shit! You actually had M&M’s on you?” you asked, excitedly.
“I told you I could find some” he said.
“Oh, Uh- I don’t have any…” you said, showing up your damped, destroyed bag. “Sorry-”
“Don’t sweat it, ma” he laughed. “‘S on the house.”
“You know, if you keep giving me stuff for free I’m gonna get used to it and you’re going to end up going broke” you chuckled.
“Spousal discount, baby” he winked at you.
“Don’t call me ‘baby’! I’m not your baby” you arched your eyebrow at him smirking, making him laugh. “See you around, Tony.”
“See you around… Elvie.”
And then, Fez knew. Her smile was the closest thing to love he had ever felt.
To Be Continued
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[Ch.2]
A/N: ahhh xD please let me know what you think! I have more Fez imagines to come :)
#love in slow motion#euphoria#euphoria imagine#fez#fezco#fez imagine#fezco imagine#fez x reader#fezco x reader#fez series#fezco series
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How I draw Bruno Madrigal: A tutorial!
Before you say it, yes, I know I draw him way too much. Maybe this’ll come in handy for someone here djhhfjgjg- (plus it’s an excuse to draw him for the millionth time today soooo)
Disclaimer: This post is NOT meant to bash ANYONE for how they draw. It’s just a tutorial on how I draw Bruno, everyone’s style is different!!
Step one: Face shape
I always make sure I have the right face shape down, or else it won’t really look like the character I’m tryna draw (in my eyes at least). Bruno’s face shape is somewhat almond/diamond shaped, just upside down. His cheekbones make little points at the sides 👀
Step two: Nose
I see a lot of people drawing Encanto characters with the wrong nose shape/size (don’t worry, I struggled with this for years lmao), so I tried to make it a bit more simple.
His nose is like an upside down kite shape, like his face except the points are a little lower/closer to the tip!
Step 3: Eyes
Bruno’s eyes are very round, and there isn’t a whole lot of space in between them; I see a lot of fan art with his eyes spaced pretty far apart, so try keeping them closer to the bridge of the nose (I also did this too at first, so don’t fret!!)
I come back to the circles under his eyes later 👁👁
Step 4: Mouth/teeth
Bruno has tooth gaps!! (Teeth gaps? Grammar no exist) the most noticeable one is right up front, but there’s also one round near the back jshsgdjhd
Step 5: Brows
Bruno’s eyebrows have that little crease at the top most of the time, unless his expression is relaxed. In case you can’t read my handwriting: they’re thicker at the beginning, curve up just a bit, and then they taper at the end.
Step 6: Hair
His hair is type 2c I believe (it might be 3a, there’s posts on here about that as well if I’m wrong!!) You can also either go on google or Pinterest to get reference pictures.
Bruno has these two distinct strands that hang into his eyes (I’ve colored them in to point them out) that I absolutely adore drawing! Fun fact: I have the exact same two strands (my hair is either 2b or 2c, I can’t quite remember hfhfhfhgh) that do the exact same thing!!
Step 7. Facial hair
Bruno’s beard (goatee?? It’s kinda both I think???) isn’t exactly a full beard, it’s basically just long stubble lmao
I have a bit of trouble with this for the sole reason that I’m just bad at facial hair hahahaa-
Step 8. Colors
The color palette in the second image is more accurate than the first! I color picked the skin tone to the best of my ability, along with the hair and other parts. For his eyes, I use the shade of purple on a multiply layer, along with the blush. His freckles are just the small light brown next to the white and green for his eyes (in the second image)
Bruno’s hair looks pretty brown right there as well, but thats only because of the highlights (I used a golden yellow, you’ll see in the next image) the colors I used for his hair are the two grays; the lighter one is used for the silver strands, and I always color the two front strands with it. For the rest, I just add random streaks into the darker shade.
With his ruana and undershirt, I kinda just eyeballed the colors (I color picked at first, but altered them just a bit afterwards)
Step 9: Shading/lighting (this is optional!)
This is the finished product! I tweaked the line art just a bit, fixed his nose since I forgot how physics work and forgot that the nose turns up with the smile oops hahaha
I changed the line color to a warm brown for a softer look, and I shaded his eyes with a darker/more saturated green on a multiply layer and then put neon yellow highlights at the bottom on an add layer. I used a dark maroon/brown on a multiply layer as well for the shading and a golden yellow-orange for the highlights on an add layer (I feel Ike I’ve typed “layer” so many times so I’mma just say this rq: I always put shading on multiply and highlights on add!!)
I also put a little shade for his lips since I forgot them too ahahaa,,,
ANYWAYS there you have it!! I’ll post some extras that could also be good examples soon (because sadly I’ve reached the image limit dammit)
Hope this helps!!
#artists on tumblr#digital art#bee speaks#bruno madrigal#bee's encanto tag#disney encanto#art tutorial#dtiys maybe? 👀#god i draw him WAY too much#and i spent WAY too much time on this tutorial#gonna go die now brb /j
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Don't worry about it. That's fine, but I really love how you draw Sakura, like her skin tone makes me happy ngl. Idk why, but I just really love it.
Quick question, what made you change her skin tone? Is it a headcanon or did you think it looked cool? Same with Naruto too. (Anyway, I hope you have a great day or night!)
Ah, interesting question—I have a lot to say on this actually, so I'll put it under a cut!
I mean, to be honest I've probably darkened the skin tones of most of the characters in Naruto in my paintings of them.
Part of this is intentional! In shippuden, a lot of the characters are depicted with skin which is almost an eggshell off-white color, (which u can see in sakura and sasuke here)
and even tho i'm white + pretty pale myself, i just...don't really see skin of that hue or tone in my daily life, except in specific indoor lighting conditions which aren't usually present in naruto.
Like, Sakura's skin tone here is very nearly the same as the whites of her eyes! Because of this, I kind of assume that this is an aesthetic exaggeration of the anime, and so take it with a grain of salt in the same way I do their anime hair-spikes. I don't look at this and assume that Naruto has like, little pyramids of hair all over his head, I just assume it's the exaggerated implication that his hair stands up easily and is a little messy.
So, yeah, since Naruto in general, and especially my comics and illustrations, takes place out in the sunlight and not in environments lit like that (aside from like, orochimaru's lab, lol)—
—I generally lean towards more sun-warmed colors, lots of browns, oranges, pinks, yellows and reds go into my mixing. I sometimes paint them with sunburned cheeks too—if just to imply theyre out n about in these warm fire country days, enjoying the sunlight while they have it.
The only person I keep that kind of eggshell white color for is Sai, because they straight up gave him like. #FFFFFF skin.
which feels like a direct commentary on his lack of exposure to sunlight (to borrow Yamato's metaphor for leaving Root) as well as tying him thematically to his jutsu, with like ink black hair and paper white skin, or something. Since that aesthetic decision is directly tied to his character, I don't mess with it that much.
Similarly, there are some characters who are depicted as having slightly darker skin in general in naruto, like Iruka Sensei, or Naruto himself, and so when I paint them, I try to keep their skin colors slightly darker than I might paint the others, to stay in line with the information I've been given.
that said—that's all the intentional stuff! A lot of the reason that my drawings have the skin colors that they do is because of unintentional factors. For example, none of the skin tones I ever use have been "straight from the tube" so to say. I'm always mixing them, which includes a margin of error and change with something like watercolor, because I'm unable to colorpick the same way that I might if I were drawing digitally.
In fact, even if I wrote down an Exact Mixture of how to make the skin color I want (Usually for Yamato's, for example, I usually three drops of green, one drop of brown, two drops of ochre, and two drops of different kinds of red) i would STILL get a lot of variety in the actual paint.
This is because, as I work, the water colors will dry out, and as they dry out, the colors will get more intense as the water-to-pigment ratio changes. I can add water back into the mix, but there's no guarantee that the amount of water I add will be the same amount of water I started with, for example, in this comic i painted both kakashi and tenzō's skin with the same pool of paint, but kakashi's ended up much darker because I painted his when the pool was more dry!
so...basically, there's no way to make sure I get the exact same color mixture every time, unless I only ever use freshly mixed paint, which is not something I have the patience or the money to constantly be doing hahaha,
(and tbh, even then, if i use some drops that are larger than they were last time, or smaller than they were last time, that will affect the color—as will getting paint from a bottle I haven't shaken up thoroughly enough, which might give me more pigment! It's a very fiddly process)
you can actually see a lot of variety in skin tones just in sakura
I'm trying my best, but the inconsistency of watercolor is something I do struggle with, honestly. like, you can see a lot of variety not just in the way her skin color came out (some of these just look...straight up pink 😖), but also the color of her hair, the color of her eyes...etc etc.
I'm trying my best, but the inconsistency of watercolor is something I do struggle with, honestly. the amount of times ive had to grab the paper towel, sponge it all up and start again...it's a wonderful medium but it's an exercise in frustration certainly
#yamswers#melancholic-lionness#and thank u for the well wishes! i had an ok night i actually got some sleep!!!#i hope that u had a good day or night too
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