#i'm not very good at layouts so this is the best i could do haha!
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A new reference sheet of my sona! °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°
#i could finally decide on just a single fit lol!#the layout took??? so friggin long??#i'm not very good at layouts so this is the best i could do haha!#it's me!#my doodles#sona#sona ref#reference#i'm very happy with how this turned out and it's just in time for Gyftmas!!#i do have a rocking coat but that'll maybe come later
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@saphire-scribbles : Hello! So I had a little idea for a request, and was wondering if you were up for it! Basically my eyesight is pretty bad, and I usually never see readers with the same problem, so - how do you think Alcina and her daughters would adapt to y/n either being visually impaired or even blind? I can just imagine Alcina being overprotective and meybe the daughters trying and failing to be helpfull haha. Obviously no pressure, I'm just putting the idea out here. I live your writing BTW OK bye 🏃♀️
Awesome prompt, my friend. Representation is important (Even in fanfiction). I never like to generalize, but everyone’s experience is different so I decided to keep things from being too specific. Let’s get into it!
Alcina, being the overprotective motherly figure that she is, would go to great lengths to ensure your safety and well-being. She insists on having someone by your side constantly to guide you around the castle and make sure you don’t accidentally bump into anything (Even if you insist that you already know the castle’s layout just fine). Alcina might also try to modify the castle to make it more accessible for you, such as installing handrails or making sure there are less obstacles in the way. Her damn vases might have to go. Although, picking you up and carrying you places brings Alcina more comfort to know you are safe with her. Plus, more time with you. It’s a good solution for her anxiety.
The girls, on the other hand, try to be helpful, but usually end up being more of a hindrance. They offer to assist you in navigating the castle, but their lack of experience with visual impairments cause them to inadvertently give you more difficulties.
Bela is too cautious when she guides you. She moves at a very slow pace and constantly asks you if you need her to go slower.
Cass is too rough. She drags you places and doesn’t realize she’s going too fast.
Dani often settles for having you ride on her back as she flies you places. You don’t mind this. It’s fun.
Over time, they all learn how to best help you and how you prefer guidance, if at all. Alcina might even seek out more resources to help you, such as specialized equipment or training for her daughters on how to best assist you. Everyone becomes more knowledgeable and confident in their abilities to offer help if you want it.
Bela reads to you all the time. Her voice is calming, but also animated. The stories are very entertaining when she reads.
Dani cracks jokes and cuddles with you. It feels good to have her gentle weight next to you.
Cass lets you explore her weapons and hold them as you inspect them. The different textures and uses are so interesting. She could talk to you about them for hours and you wouldn’t be bored at all.
Alcina and the girls come together to create a supportive environment for you. They learn how to communicate more effectively with you, make necessary adjustments, and work as a team to ensure your safety and comfort.
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Hello! I've been thinking about binding some danmei novels in my native language, but I don't know where to start. I found your blog recently and find it very inspiring! I was wondering if maybe you could share with me what tools and materials would be good to get started with?
Sure!!!! So, I'm on mobile and don't have links at hand, but if you go back through my bookbinding tag, there are other replies I've got about the materials for making a book specifically. The renegade publishing blog also has resource documents that walk through the bookbinding process and include links to educational materials, etc. So for here, I'll focus on the danmei side of things!
So, a fun feature about these books is that they tend to run LONG. I've seen a number of people try to take up bookbinding in google docs, and honestly, it's doing things on hard mode. For many danmei, it's basically impossible. I think my EARLIEST earliest attempt at svsss began in gdocs, and that's not a super long novel, but gdocs was choking on it. A word processor on your desktop is going to be your best bet. Personally, i invested in a microsoft office license, because it was familiar and i could afford it. But the free parallel to that will be libre office, which does basically everything word can do, with just minor differences.
On the fancy end of bookbinding software, affinity, indesign, and microsoft publisher are also names you may hear tossed around. These can do fancier, more artistic layouts, but also come with a heavier price tag. And because i had webnovels on my radar from the start, i wanted something ROBUST. I wanted to be able to dump all of the husky and his white cat shizun into a single file and work from it. And i did eventually do that! Being able to typeset a single file rather than repeat each step across several is great, especially since i tend to tweak design choices as i go.
For danmei, you're also going to want a robust printer. I have a color laser that's been an absolute beast of a machine, but a black and white laser can get you a long ways, and monochrome designs can be very elegant. You don't want an HP brand printer, their toner subscription practices are downright predatory, but Brother and Canon are names I've seen recommended highly. You probably don't want an inkjet printer, because long books take a LOT of ink. The one exception would be if you can find an affordable ink tank printer.
And the last major thing i can think of is that if your main computer is a laptop, consider typesetting with an external mouse and keyboard! Danmei novels are split into lots of short chapters, frequently split across just as many web pages, with lots of footnotes to format, and laptops are convenient but not ergonomic. Doing too much on there is just asking for a repetitive strain injury. I've done it, but often paid for my sins in pain! And your laptop keyboard may start complaining too, I'm almost certain my first typeset of mdzs was the nail in the coffin for my last laptop's keyboard, haha
I hope that helps! Best of luck to you! Ive found binding cnovels to be EXTREMELY rewarding, even though my original reason was because these things would NEVER be licensed in english 😂 I'm delighted to see people experimenting with it for other translations in other languages, I really hope it goes well for you!!!!
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Hi! Gonna start off and say that I love the work you're doing with the Welcome Home neocities website! It's perfectly stylized for the project/puppet show and I can see the work you're putting into it.
I'd love to learn how to make my own neocities website (for fun? For a personal project??), so I was wondering if you could provide some tips and/or pointers for a first-timer.
Thank you!
HAHA well first of all i'm flattered that someone would think i'm skilled enough to be giving pointers in the first place. i still consider myself a novice when it comes to web design (for example, if you're wondering why every page on welcome to welcome home has its own CSS, it's because CSS is Way harder for me to wrap my head around than HTML) so i can't give any Super advanced tips, but i can at least write about what's helped me so far:
GUIDES. neocities has its own tutorial and list of HTML/CSS resources, but user-made guides are your best friend when it comes to figuring out where to go from there. a.n. lucas and pauli kohberger both have really good guides for beginners, but for the more advanced stuff, i found myself referencing the resources on solaria's webspace and sadgrl.online the most. w3schools is also very helpful when it comes to answering more specific questions like "how do i use two different fonts on the same page?" (and probably more.) if all else fails, then usually just googling "how to (x) in HTML" or "how to (x) in CSS" will yield at least one useful result. for making your website more accessible, there's the accessible net directory and this masterpost by foxpunk on tumblr.
it sounds obvious, but it helps to have a solid idea of what kind of site you want to build before you actually dive in, and then snoop around on neocities to get an idea of how other users approach the same topic. for example, i got the idea to start a welcome home wiki on neocities after being reminded of the 8:11 wiki on the same site, and then i spent a couple days just looking up stuff like "wiki" or "fansite" on neocities and then clicking on any page that caught my attention to study it.
layouts! there's no shame in using a premade one, and you can even learn more about HTML/CSS in real time just by messing around with the base code before implementing any intentional changes. sadgrl.online's layout builder is a VERY popular choice, since you can already do a lot with the basic options it offers and it's easy to further customize once you have it set up on your page; it's what i used to make welcome to welcome home. sadgrl.online's webmaster links also feature a bunch of other options under the "layouts" tag, and if none of those work for you, then you can even find something just by looking up template/templates/layout/layouts/HTML/CSS on neocities itself.
side note: if you're reading this and you want to make a wiki then you can also use this wikitable code. it came out after i had already established the Look of welcome to welcome home, so i probably won't implement it any time soon, but i TOTALLY WOULD HAVE if it was around when i first set the site up.
you can scale images up or down using percentage, with 100% being the image's default size. i don't know how helpful or acceptable that is, but i use it a lot.
don't feel pressured to get everything done at once, even if you expect people to be visiting your site frequently. usually if you just slap on an "under construction" gif or even just write "hey this site is still under construction" then people will understand. i don't think i've ever seen anyone get super huffy about slow updates on neocities, anyway.
EDIT: OH. GRAPHICS. i mention all of these on welcome to welcome home's front page but i Also wanted to note them here: betty's graphics and websets by lynn both have HUGE collections of background tiles and other graphics that work especially well if you're going for that old web charm. i also like to use this mirror of patterncooler for backgrounds bc of the customization options. you can also make your own background tile and then use a seamless tile maker like this if all else fails.
EDIT 2: ALSO. obviously. do not be like me and use discord or any other chat client as a filehost, no matter how promising it looks, because one day you WILL get a very nasty surprise when the request signature on those urls expire and the images are no longer accessible on other sites. there are a myriad of other filehosts out there, but personally i recommend file garden (and also donating to file garden if you can, even if only for a couple months. i know i said that just yesterday, but if it gets more folks to subscribe then i'm gonna keep saying it.)
#imaginatorofthings#ask#welcome to welcome home#web design#? yeah i'll slap that tag on there why not#neocities
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how did you find the move from choicescript to twine?? I've been working on a project in choicescript but not really sure I want to host it there anymore
hello! thank you for the ask,
preface, i think both tools are great for what they were built for. i had a good time with choicescript and it was a good introduction to what variables can be used for and structuring an if game. if you don't care about UI/ appearance, then choicescript makes sense.
i will be real and say, the move to twine was difficult personally lmao because i had no experience with html, css, or javascript prior to the move -- but that shouldn't put you off. my personal approach to it was that it's a learning opportunity.
be prepared to be 'not good'. learning something new can be a really frustrating and discouraging process. things won't work the first time round, they never do, but keep reminding yourself that this is a process and the progress, and your understanding, will come with time! the best quality a dev can have is patience, especially in the if circle.
if you go into twine thinking about your long form game/project and try to port things immediately into a template, i think it will really mess with you. make something tiny first, like a tutorial game, and when you're ready move up to the long form stuff.
you don't have to do it my way, but the best way for me to learn was to just get hands on with twine templates other developers have made. get a feel for the twine programme, language, layout, interface etc etc. i will tell you right now the second day i started learning twine/ sugarcube i got stuck on how to //open// an imported file haha. learning is hard and it sucks but now i've built my own interface for my own game!
all this being said, you don't even HAVE to build an interface for your game -- it comes with a default UI that you can start using straight away. so, if you don't care about the ui/ aesthetics, twine can still be an option.
i do want to touch on publishing, because that is a huge aspect of if. twine is a free open source tool and choicescript is not. if you get to the point where you finish a game and can publish with cog/ hosted games, then just be aware that you do not //own// your own writing because it is in the choicescript language. you will only own the IP.
i was stubborn about choicescript for a very long time, i still think it has better accessibility //because// the interface is basic and the appeal of going through a publishing house is very understandable. they have a huge reach and an established audience so there's no doubt of your game having eyes on it.
twine has an advantage being open source because no one owns it. plus, it encourages self-publishing and i think that's a great thing to aspire to as a writer! i love chop shop even more now because i built and own the whole thing. technically, twine games don't even need to be on itch.io because they're just html files, so they can be hosted anywhere that supports html. if i had a website for example i could just embed it into a page.
obviously, i am going to have a lot of bias towards twine since i made the move myself haha. i'm not trying to put my own feelings into this because COG as a company was a whole other reason why i moved and that won't be discussed on this blog.
you don't have to move to twine if you don't want to publish through COG, i'm pretty sure choicescript games can be hosted on itch.io.
edit: from @/hpowellsmith in the replies: you can have a contract with Hosted Games to monetise a ChoiceScript game on itch or elsewhere online where you pay them a smaller percentage of revenue than if you're published through Hosted Games
i think if you're happy with choicescript and COG/ hosted games then go for it and, if not, there are other options out there!! it doesn't have to be twine but it's probably one of the better tools for interactive games and has a wealth of help guides/ tutorials.
sorry this was so LONG, but thanks for reading if you got this far anyways :^)
#general ask#sorry this got long! lmao#again i'm not trying to like lakeith stanfield you and scream GET OUT but just consider your options#choicescript just ended up not being the tool for me and that's okay#and good luck with your project! plus i can always help with twine problems if needed :-)#edited: read the replies too! good good advice and insight
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weekly tag game! It's Thursday though, hope that's ok.
Thanks for the tag @deedala and @michellemisfit! I love doing these!
which character from any media would you like to have as a father?: Craig T Nelson in the movie The Family Stone. That's such a good movie and he's a great dad. Also he's age appropriate since I am old.
if money, laws, time, and effort were no object, what animal would you want to have?: Another dog would be fun. Someday I want another rescue pit mix to keep Alvin company. Only a girl we can name Darla (my daughter's choice)
what is your Chinese takeout order?: ooooh crab rangoon and maybe general tso chicken with fried rice. I haven't had Chinese food in a long time.
what's your favourite emoji?: I'm on the computer and can't do it, but I overuse the hell out of the cry-laugh emoji.
would you rather have a library, greenhouse, or home theater in your house?: a greenhouse would be amazing just to be in, the plants and the filtered light, just so cheerful on a colder day.
what childhood tv show do you think of the most fondly? oh gosh, maybe little house on the prairie? I was obsessed with the books and the show looked 0% like Minnesota and Wisconsin but I still loved it.
what was your tumblr like when you first joined?: I only joined so I could look at shameless stuff. it was 2013. I didn't really know what to do with it for a long time. Then I got super active and then walked away. Now I'm back!
what clothing style do you love but don't feel compelled to replicate yourself?: Gosh I feel like I'm too old to pull off any style anymore, but I love the 70s-90s punk aesthetic and cottage core, to go two completely different directions.
if you were plopped into a fictional world, which one would you know the layout of the best?: Does it have to be a whole other world like not a real place? Because I have no idea.
what is your favourite piece of art?: Christina's World by Andrew Wyeth (pictured above) I also really love Whistler.
do you have a water bottle? what does it look like?: Olive green with stickers but it leaks so I don't take it anywhere, just use at home, but only sometimes.
what fanfic trope is a quiet fave? I'm not quiet about anything in life haha
do you carry a daily bag? what does it look like? what's the weirdest thing in it?: Lightish brown leather crossbody from Madewell that I got from a friend. I love it so much. The weirdest thing is maybe an epi pen. My son is super duper allergic to bees.
If you had to ship Mickey with another Gallagher, who would it be?: Oh god, WHAT? No. But fine. Lip I guess.
what is a fanfic trope you didn't expect to like and then very much did?: maybe a/b/o?
Do you think s11 Mickey can still carry s11 Ian?: Ian got so gloriously beefy in S11 but Mickey is ripped and anyway he would never admit he couldn't carry him. He could get a slipped disc or hernia and he'd still try and walk it off.
who got custody of the killing bat when they sold the house?: Carl and Debbie fought over it, but Liam took it while no one was looking.
@silvanshadow @juliakayyy @francesrose3 and @gallawitchxx join in if you haven't already!
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w e e k l y t a g w e d n e s d a y
thanks for the tag @mybrainismelted!
which character from any media would you like to have as a father?: I don't know man, my dad is pretty kickass. Even if I could pick a new one I'd still choose my dad. But, if I have to pick, maybe Keith Mars. He seems like a cool dude and I totally want to be PI with him.
if money, laws, time, and effort were no object, what animal would you want to have? Ethics and safety also not issues? Then a tiger - obviously I want a giant cat to cuddle me on the couch.
what is your Chinese takeout order?: My city has a Chinese place that is famous for its egg rolls. I actually have no idea if they are famous outside of my town, but they do ship them frozen across the province. All that to say is they are very good and for sure on my order. Also generally anyone of the following: lemon chicken, general tao chicken, veggies chow mein, beef and broccoli, and fried rice
what's your favourite emoji?: I am peak millennial so obviously, it's 😂
would you rather have a library, greenhouse, or home theater in your house?: Greenhouse for sure. Ian and I are growing all the tomatoes year-round! haha
what childhood tv show do you think of the most fondly?: Oh man, I know it asks for only one, but there are so many good Canadian shows that hold such a special place in my heart! Mr. Dressup, Fred Penner's Place, Polka Dot Door, The Elephant Show, Under the Umbrella Tree, The Big Comfy Couch, and the most wonderfully bizarre and crazy Today's Special.
what was your tumblr like when you first joined?: It sat blank for probably a year before I posted anything. I'm actually kinda surprised I'm not blocked by a bunch of you thinking I was a bot...
what clothing style do you love but don't feel compelled to replicate yourself?: I was for sure a hippy in another life.
if you were plopped into a fictional world, which one would you know the layout of the best?: I have no idea, maybe hogwarts?
what is your favourite piece of art?: Not sure I really have one, but I did have a very unexpected visceral reaction to seeing A Sunday on La Grande Jatte by Georges Seurat in person. So maybe that 🤷🏻♀️
do you have a water bottle? what does it look like?: do I own water bottles? yes. Do I have one that I use regularly and is dedicated to me? no. We have family nalgenes.
what fanfic trope is a quiet fave?: Only one bed. Will read every time.
do you carry a daily bag? Just my clutch wallet if I'm solo. I've got a diaper bag backpack that is 95% snacks if I'm with the kids.
If you had to ship Mickey with another Gallagher, who would it be?: no.
what is a fanfic trope you didn't expect to like and then very much did?: A/B/O fics. I didn't read any for the longest time. Didn't really think it was my thing and then M8TE sucked me in and I haven't looked back.
Do you think s11 Mickey can still carry s11 Ian?: Over the shoulder like in season 4? Probably not. But like a piggyback? yeah, probably for a little bit.
who got custody of the killing bat when they sold the house?: Agree with @mybrainismelted they for sure steal it from each other whenever they visit each other.
Let's see I'll tag @jrooc, @krystallouwho, @juliakayyy, @francesroserecs, @bawlbrayker. @callivich, @iansfreckles, @iansw0rld, @lupeloto, @tanktopgallavich, @transmickey, and @zutaralesbian
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Hello! I hope your having a good day/night. I was wondering If I could possibly have a short love message from my DR S/O's? I completely understand if you don't want to or can't. Ok, here we go...
The DR I'm currently trying to shift to has multiple S/O's for my polyamorous heart. If you don't feel comfy with this than that's perfectly fine. But if you do could I possibly have a message from all of them? It could be collective or individual, as I'm not sure wich one's you would do. I saw the rule of only one questions per ask so I didn't know if polyam questions were aloud. Anyways this is kinda embarrassing but I'm shifting to a universe were I'm dating all of class 1-A from MHA (No mineta, he's replaced by Shinso). 18+ message is fine.
Even if you don't end up doing it I am very grateful that you took the time to read this. I wish you the best of days and a good rest. ♡
(there is nothing embarrassing, it's your reality, don't worry 🤍 i like mha, it must be rly fun there :) fyi, i will do a slightly different layout for this as it's about more than one person)
❊ TAROT & SELF MADE MESSAGE CARDS & CHANNELING:
"You're so cute and so precious." + "I'm sorry if I look scary/intimidating. I don't want you to feel scared around me. Please don't shy away from me." (- big dork that looks scary ?? maybe a little clumsy in the way they behave around you)
"These feelings are so new to me. I don't know what to do with them. I feel like an idiot in front of your eyes..." + "I just want to embrace you in a tight hug. I feel like that would take all my burdens away..." ( - they seem like someone with mommy issues and you have this caring energy about you which they unconsciously desire badly but it also confuses them A LOT)
"I would do anything for you. I'm so grateful that you let me have some of your time. I won't disappoint you." (- a total simp lmao, very eager and energetic)
"Sigh...you..I- I don't know what to say. I've never seen someone so perfect. I don't understand what you see in me honestly...like...man, am I even good enough for you??" (- the type to avoid your eyes or maybe even give you awkwardly the cold shoulder because they don't know how to function around you but they think/daydream 24/7 about you, they could be on the smaller side or they just put you on a pedestal)
"Deep down I'm afraid of your reaction rejection..." + "Am I too rough? Do I come off too strong?...I'm sorry..." + "You make me crazy...I want you all to myself but...I know that's not possible." ( - someone slightly aggressive, intense, desperate and wild even...? easily jealous too)
"My past still hunts me, please be patient." + "You're gorgeous...all of you." - (someone very composed, graceful and kinda cool)
"You're so attractive inside out. You're perfect for me." *obsessive mood activated lol* + "Behind closed doors I fantasize a lot about you." + "You're all I want." (- someone with a high s*x drive i guess haha no but seriously they could be someone stubborn who is not very flexible about how they go about things)
𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐭 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬
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We're making bad choices. :D
Wait, is that Chrono Trigger influence I smell? We've got the party that stays externalized and follows you around, and turn-based RPG battles that happen right there on the map rather than in their own psychedelic wonder-zone.
This world map layout was the last piece I needed to say this game definitely took inspiration from the greatest RPG ever made.
I wonder if they have a New Game+ with a ton of goofy bonus endings based on when you decide to suddenly quit the main story and go fight the final boss instead. :P
In any case, Operation "Do what we're expressly not supposed to do and then brag about it to our authority figure" is a go!
But first we're going to have a bite to eat. Honestly, I agree with Garl. Right before getting into the most trouble of our lives is the best time for a snack.
And that sandwich looks immaculate. I'm a little jealous.
Oh wow, we are troublemakers, aren't we? These sandwiches weren't just good; They were sacrilegiously delicious! ...sacrilecious!
Okay, enough tasty treats, time to make mistakes.
HAHA! I am the best Winter Solstice whatever! This is going to prove to be a terrible mistake in a moment but right now I am riding this high. Let's race inside at a reckless sprint!
There's just something invigorating about, after much effort and practice, finally managing to complete a task you were expressly told not to do in the first place. Like scaling an office building on government property.
Oh good, so we're already in deep trouble. I was worried we'd have to go and tell him that we should be in deep trouble.
Nah, screw that. I want to do a good old-fashioned dungeon delve. Maybe we'll find a Big Chest that has a weapon inside of it. We can give it to Garl since he has no opinions about what weapon he wants.
LET'S GO, TEAM!
GOOD JOB, TEAM! We made it to the very first room and now we're screwed.
It occurs to me only now that, as all of our weapons are presently hypothetical, this may have been a mistake. I don't think the rainbow slugs are going to be very impressed if we lob Garl's backpack at them and run away.
They don't take a monster census in the forbidden cavern, Garl.
OKAY BUT HOW THO
That passageway is a straight shot to the entrance. It's a pretty tight passage with nowhere you could have been hiding while we were tromping through. It is physically impossible for you to be cutting off our exit right now, and I expect - nay, demand - that you cease any and all un-causal existing, and vacate from the impossible reality in which you have now found yourself.
...
Any minute now. Any. Minute.
Is it preparing to vanish in a puff of logic because otherwise--
That thing has a sharp horn pointed directly at the small of my back. This is going to be bloody. Why did I turn around?
GARL NO
I am immensely grateful to you for shielding me from that attack with your body. That was a super heroic thing of you to do and I appreciate you so very, very much.
But why did you use your face to block the horn!? You have a backpack, my guy!
We are in deep trouble. If we run deeper into the cave, we will most certainly be gored to death by monsters. But if we stay here, we have to face Moraine and own up to what we did.
...
I'm weighing my options.
Oh wow. And we're right back to screw Moraine. Can we seal the cave up behind us and leave him in here?
I want to give Garl the biggest hug and be besties for life for what he did for me. T_T But instead the future says we stop hanging out and never see him again. This flashback is ripping my heart in half.
Why do I get a bad feeling about that?
Our training began not on the basis that we have promise and the school recognizes our talent, but rather on the basis that we can no longer be permitted to go unsupervised.
We're the class screw-ups.
Well, at least he shows a more gentle side when he's not interacting with us, directly or indirectly. So maybe he's not a jerk. Maybe he just doesn't like us specifically.
Garl lost an eye and his two best friends all in one night. What a terrible night. That sandwich we all shared together is the last happy memory before everything went south. The symbol of our sacrelicious bond.
I hope he's doing better now. He's had ten years to move on with his life. People heal and grow and change. I'm sure we'll see him again; The game wouldn't be bringing him up if we weren't going to. But I hope he's in a good place and not, like, the Darth Vader of the plot.
"Go to your room and think about what you did FOR TEN YEARS" is a bit harsh of a grounding, dude.
And there it is again. Let people make their own choices! Obviously what happened here today was a terrible mistake committed in the ignorance of youth but come on. He wants to be our bestie so bad he sacrificed his eye for me. He's my gosh darned hero. T_T
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After a 7 year hiatus on tumblr, I'm back
With a different name because trixietang/trixiewutang were taken lol but this name matches my animal crossing new horizons name.
I'm coming back to tumblr after both my facebook/instagram were deleted by facebook for "too many violations" including: telling people who sent me dick pics to fuck off with goatsee pics, trying to post Scarlett Johannsson receiving a picture of someone nutting on her picture... and stuff like that LOL.
Years of posting incessantly on the internet, I find it really funny to be coming back to this platform. It's really different than when I first began at 12-13 years old.. remember tumblarity? Topherchris? Tumblr meet ups? Those were the good days.
Now as a 26 year old, I'm finding I still need an outlet to release the happenings of my strange life and a place to post my inspirations. The internet basically raised me, and I think some of you who have known me all this time can remember the grave immaturity I showed off, but I'd like to think I've grown a lot since our time apart, and hope you can forgive me for some of the things I've said in the past.
I still make it a priority to laugh every day and hope you can find some giggles and peace here.
Recently I've been considering going back to streaming on Twitch and with the help of a new prescription of Prozac, anything is possible haha.
Right now, and for the last 8 days, I've been in bed with covid-19. My partner of the last 1.5 years also has covid, and so does his mom & brother. My brother contracted it from me as well. We are all doing our best to get better but it is definitely a slow process. I had to stop taking my Rinvoq for the rheumatoid arthritis which is proving to be very loud when I wake up and crack every joint in my body but I guess it could be a lot worse.
I don't know if I'll stick with this name, or think of something more clever but for now trixieummy it is. Now.. to figure out the layouts.. I don't think thats the same either lol. Maybe I'll find my old friends from here and they can teach me.
Thanks for reading.
All my love,
Sara / Trixieummy / Trixietang / TrixieWutang
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under twinkling lights.
an: christmas in april? sorry this took so long.. but here’s a little bit of established relationship and soft cute Christmas smut! Its been too long since we had something so sweet and smutty about our fav cute ass couple. It’s all sweet and soft and cute and then it gets filthy... the perfect dynamic, i want what they have. i was only inspired to finish this because of barzys hatty tonight haha, he deserves everything. I didn’t really spell check this yet, just needed to post finally!! Personally, I think its the hottest thing I've ever wrote. Lemme know!!! 💕
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You never believed you’d find someone to spend your life with. If anyone told you your holidays would one day be spent cuddling up with your boyfriend of almost two years in the apartment that you had just moved into together earlier that month, you would have told them they were wrong. Flat out wrong. Things as beautiful and destined as that only happened in movies, and you certainly weren’t lucky enough to get something like that. But, now, here you were.
And here was Mat.
Even after two years with Mat, there was still nothing better than spending the evening cuddled up with him on the couch. No matter how many fancy, expensive dinner dates he took you on at upscale restaurants in the city or how many helicopter rides you took together out in B.C. when he was showing you his home, or how much you loved hanging out with his friends and his family and his teammates, nothing was better than cuddles at home. As much time you spent together, you still felt as giddy and comfortable and safe and at-peace as that first time with him. Things didn't simmer down, that spark didn't fade away after a bit like you feared they would. But they became more subtle. You no longer had to ask him to come to the couch to cuddle, you no longer worried that maybe he wouldn't want to. It was a habit, at this point, to fall into his arms at the end of the day just the same as he did with you. You were each other’s safe havens, the place you laid your head to rest. You loved each other, and there was no place you’d rather be than together.
You’d spent the evening baking cookies, decorating the new tree, and wrapping his family member's Christmas gifts- a book his mom had been wanting, along with some of the cookies you'd made and various at-home spa items; hockey memorabilia and classic jerseys for his dad; and some new pieces of technology and the latest eye shadow palette that his sister had been wanting, along with some stupid jokes gifts that he wrapped in duct tape like the annoying older brother he was. Now, after the sunset bared its last light over the horizon and through your window, you lay together in bliss, with the tree twinkling its colorful lights across the room as you and Mat snuggled on the couch under a fluffy blanket, and everything felt right.
"I don't know why we went through all that work to decorate the tree if we're not even spending Christmas here." Mat grumbled playfully, his head on your chest, partially hidden under the blanket.
"Well," your face glowed in a smile as you remembered the flight out to Vancouver you had in a few days. Spending holidays with his family was always your favorite. Your family wasn’t the best, and it wasn’t too healthy to spend your holidays with them, but you always had Mat and his family. They were so welcoming, so kind, and for as many years now as you’d gone as Mat’s girlfriend, they had accepted you like family. "Because this is our home, Mat. It'd be wrong not to decorate it for the first time."
"I don't need a tree for this to feel like home."
“Aww, baby.”
“It’s true.” He pushed himself up onto his hands and knees above you on the couch, bringing his face level with yours. His warm breath hit your lips as he brushed his nose against yours, eyes slipping shut and grinning. “I love you. Always.”
“I love you always too.”
"I'm so glad you're here. I'm so happy we live together, finally."
"I'm glad we live together, too."
Mat snuggled down into your neck, the locks of dark hair that had been growing out lately tickling your face. You reached up to brush them aside and curl your hand around the back of his head, cupping his head against you tenderly . His hair was getting so nice and long, and you knew he’d have to cut it soon, per the team's guidelines, but god, you were gonna cherish it now.
"I actually have something for you, Maty."
"A Christmas present?"
"Well, an early Christmas present." You smiled at the excited look on his boyish face as he leaned back, the lights from the tree highlighting the sparkle in his eye. "You can't open it at your parent's house, so we're gonna do it here instead."
"What is it?"
"Try to figure it out."
He sat up then, his eyes scanning the room for anything that might seem out of the ordinary, anything that might be hidden. He was looking for his present, and you had to hold back a laugh at the sight.
"Maty…"
"No, no, I'll find it."
"Babe…"
"I got this."
"Let me give you a hint, at least." You sat up with him and took his hand in yours and cupped it against your cheek, turning your head to the side to kiss his fingers. He smiled at the touch, melting back into you and tracing his thumb across your skin.
"Alright, gimme the hint."
You pushed his hand down the smooth skin of your neck, the swell of your breasts, down the curve of your waist, and to the hem of his hoodie that swallowed you up. "It's right in front of you, baby."
"For real?" The joy in his eyes was the same you saw the first time you told him you were ready to take that step, almost two years ago now. No matter how many times you were together, he was always just as excited.
“You say that as if we’ve never done this before.”
“It always feels like the first time.”
You glowed and let go of his hand to reach up and cup his face between both of you. His words came so simply and without hesitation that you knew he was sincere. “Aw, Mat…”
“I’m serious.”
“You’re so sweet tonight.”
“Maybe I just really want to lay some love on you.” He hitched his hands under your thighs and tugged you close, lying you back against the couch once again. His hands slid up the soft skin of your tummy and waist, dipping under your shirt momentarily, and causing your breath to hitch in your throat- his hands always managed to do that to you- as you breathed out the words against his lips.
“Maybe I’m gonna let you.”
With one last grin, his face dipped down to yours, locking your lips together in a familiar, electric dance. Soft, gentle lips moving against yours had never felt as good as with any other boyfriends as they do with Mat. His touch was intoxicating, made your mind wander and your heart race flushed your skin and shocked you to the core. Ever since the very first time his hand grazed against yours when he reached out to hold it for the first time, to the first time your bodies connected in passion under the covers, it felt the same. Like fire. Even two years later, he drove you insane, and all you wanted, and frequently achieved, was to drive him insane as well. In the best way possible. Mat broke apart from your lips momentarily to slip the hoodie over your head, revealing his gift. “Fuck…”
Right there, in front of his eyes, your breasts were covered only by a lacy crimson fabric, held together behind a pretty red bow. With each heavy breath of anticipation, your chest was heaving softly before his eyes, and he found himself hypnotized by the gentle rise and fall.
“You like it?"
“Holy shit, you’re hot.”
“So are you.”
His eyes were wide, warm, and gentle, looking over you. He dragged his gaze away from your chest even though you could tell how hard it was, and shook his head. “Not as much as you.”
"Mmm", you took the liberty of taking his hands from where they had frozen beside you and placing them, big and warm, over your chest. "Go ahead, baby."
"No, no, I wanna savor this first."
His mouth dipped down, soft hair tickling your neck as he nibbled at your chest, laying little love bites and kisses along the tender skin. He cupped your boobs and squeezed them around his face, humming in content. You couldn’t help but laugh as he buried his face against you, and you could feel his grin break out against your skin. “Having fun, baby?”
“Oh my god, yes. You’re gorgeous. So soft.”
“Mmhm.” You sighed into his touch as he kissed his way back up your chest.
“Baby.” He spoke softly to get your attention, and your eyes opened lazily to see him, biting his lip and holding the delicate ribbon between two fingers. “Can I?”
“Please.” He gave a gentle tug, and with one last heave of your chest, the lacy bralette fell open, revealing one of Mat’s favorite parts of your body.
“Fucking Christ.”
“Bub, you can’t be swearing like that so close to Christmas.”
“How do you expect me not to when you’re…. God, just so perfect…” You saw the way his eyes glazed over mid-sentence in the colorful lights of the tree, the way his jaw went slack as you arched your chest up towards him. He reached out, slowly, as if worried you were going to disappear if he moved too quickly, and when the large, rough hands curled around the side of your waist and slid up and down, you felt goosebumps pop up along your skin.
“Your fingers are cold.”
“But you love it.” He ran the pad of his thumb over your nipples, watching as they pebbled under his touch in the cold air. “So do I.”
“Warm me up?”
“Always.”
He dipped his head down, his mouth hot and wet along the peaks and valleys of your chest, down your stomach.
His fingers traveled over the familiar layout of your body, colored in soft golden and red and green in the dancing Christmas lights, tracing each recognizable landmark with specific care- every memorized freckle and birthmark he had kissed since your first night together and every dimple in your skin that he cherished, every spot that had his fingerprints imprinted onto like memory foam after so many nights spent holding you tight with everything in him, as if you'd slip away. As if you'd want to. With each inch his hands followed, he found more, there was always more territory to be marked down, jotted down in his brain for future reference. He was always finding something new. Something more to use against you, to use against you in the best way possible, to push you further and further to that blissful end goal.
He made his way down, down, down, until his breath was hot over your lace-covered core, his hand gripping your hips tightly. Mat smiled as your hands found his hair, curling your fingers through a fistful of the dark locks before releasing and smoothing it back into place again. Mat's favorite thing about going down on you, besides the way it pleasured you, was the way your hands felt on his head, massaging and grabbing and twisting and pulling. It was heaven to him, letting you guide him around like that.
“Can I take them off?”
“Hmm.” As much as you wanted him to ravage you right there, with those soft, sultry eyes he was giving you, he was wearing far too many clothes. “You first.”
Mat didn't say anything else before stripping out of his dark crew neck sweater and jumping up off the couch to kick his gray sweats down. His smile was contagious as your gaze dropped from his face, down his bare chest and the little chain you’d gotten him for your anniversary, down towards the tent in his boxers with a silly, excited grin. He laughed. "Not tired of seeing me yet?"
"Never."
"You sure you’re not getting bored of my dick yet?"
"No, baby. Definitely not.” You grinned, the thought of spending the rest of your life with him bouncing around your mind. “Why? Are you getting bored of me?"
"No way." Mat leaned down to lace your fingers together and lock lips. "How could I?"
"How could I get tired of you, Maty?"
Mat hummed. He loved this little play, the little banter, the back and forth. He'd loved it since you first started dating, and he always would. He knew you loved him endlessly, but he played along. "I'm just a hockey player."
"No, you're my hockey player. My boyfriend. My pretty, pretty baby."
Mat settled back down between your legs with a warm smile. "Yeah, I am. So can I take these off now?" He hooked his fingers in the waistband of your panties. "C'mon, I know how much you love my tongue."
Your thighs squeezed around him at the words. “Fuck, please.”
“Anything for my baby.”
You lifted your hips for him as he tugged the lacy fabric down your thighs with nimble fingers, stopping momentarily after they were off to just look at you. He let out a sigh, his eyes finding yours again with a soft look as you squirmed a bit beneath him- not because you were shy, no, you were long past that point in your relationship, but because you just needed him to do anything to you. Mat had spent the past two years helping you love and appreciate your body, and this, right here in this moment, was the perfect showcase of how much he helped- as he was gazing down at your naked body and the only thing you felt was just the absolute need and desire for his body to move against yours and his warmth to cover you up. No nerves. Only love, and need.
“Shit, you’re gorgeous.”
“I know.”
The lack of hesitation in your reply had Mat bending over you and laughing. “That’s your response?”
“Yeah! I mean, you let me know. You make me feel so confident.”
“Mmhm, good, babygirl.” He scooted back down to lay his head against the soft, naked inside of your thigh gazing up at you through his eyelashes. “I always wanna make you feel good. Physically and mentally.” He turned to lay open-mouthed kisses against your thighs, and any thought of response you may have had dissolved completely as you leaned back and waited for him to do his magic. His hand reached up to cup your heat, just feeling you against his palm for a moment before swiping a long finger through your fold, smiling and raising his eyebrows at you. “Oh? Already so wet for me?”
“Always, baby. You should know this by now.”
“Yeah?” He dipped his fingers at your opening teasingly and his head dipped down to connect his lips with your clit, kissing it gently and watching you squirm. “Ugh, I could fuck you right now if I was in a rush. But you know the foreplay is my favorite part.”
“I know. And you’re so good.”
“Good.”
He went silent then, his tongue wide and wet, licking a long stripe along your slick and gathering the wetness at your clit, giving it soft, kitten licks and wet kisses. He listened intently for every soft sigh that left your lips- music to his ears- and felt every tug on his hair when he flicked his tongue in small circles around that spot like he knew you loved. And the best part was that he knew. You didn’t understand how couples could get tired of each other after years. You didn’t understand how the excitement could flicker away or how they could get tired of each other’s bodies or minds. Never in your relationship with Mat have you felt as excited as now, two years in. The thought that he knew your body inside and out, maybe even better than you did, was just so overwhelming in the best possible way, and the longer you lay there, with Mat’s mouth on you, you couldn’t stop thinking that this is your man.
Mat was lying flat against the long couch, his face between your thighs and his hands holding your legs open for him. His dark hair was a wild mess, and you could see the gentle movements of his lower back and ass and the back of his thighs illuminated golden in the lights, rolling lazily against the couch cushion- covered by a blanket, of course- to provide any friction for his sadly untouched cock.
You hadn’t even noticed the noises dripping from your lips until Mat pulled back, and the lack of feeling his mouth against your core had you whining for him.
“Fuck, I’ll never get over you.”
“Mmmmat.” You hummed his name, dragging out the “M” in the way you knew he loved.
“Yeah, baby?”
“Please keep touching me.”
He sat up, between your thighs, knees digging into the couch, and his bare thighs and torso on display for you. You loved him, all of him, and all of his body. His legs, his abdomen, his chest, his arms… all of it was amazing. Perfect to look at and perfect to touch, to grab, to dig your nails into as he railed you. To ground yourself with. “Baby, you know I love eating you out. But I just gotta see you right now. And talk to you.” His big hand slid up the inside of your thigh, and your breath caught in your throat when he started rubbing soft, small circles against your clit. “So this position will have to do, okay? I promise I’ll spend all day before our flight eating your pussy.”
“I’ll remember that.”
“I hope so. God, this fucking thing. Could eat it for days.” He pushed a single finger inside you, slow and steady, but enough to make you clench around him. His fingers were so much better than yours, just a little longer and a little thicker in a way that had you squirming for more. “So fucking tight and wet. So hot. I’m so lucky to have you.” His free hand left your hip, leaving nothing but cold, empty fingerprints on your skin, and rubbed against the bulge in his dark boxers. You could see how much he was aching, and you were determined to make it better.
“Mat, c’mere.”
“I’m knuckles deep in your pussy, babe, how much closer do you want me?” You laughed at him, rolling your hip down against said finger. How he could be so funny and sexy at the same time was beyond you.
“Lie down with me. I wanna touch you.” You held your arms out for him and scooted to the side, and he obliged quickly, lying on his side between you and the back of the couch and hooking your left leg over his right thigh. His hand dipped back down between your thighs, pressing into you before you could even catch your breath, feeling exhilarated at the much more intimate position. “Oh, fuck, Mat.” You reached out to him, willing and eager to reciprocate the feeling. He drew in a sharp breath at the way your hand rubbed over the thick bulge in his boxers, pulling the waistband down just enough to release him from his cotton prison.
His cock jumped up against his lower belly, stiff and pink and needy for you and only you. Your hand, your mouth, and you could tell by the way Mat’s fingers paused inside you that he was anticipating the moment your fingers wrapped around his length. “Oh, that feels so good. Always does, baby.” And then, as you worked your hand against him, he pumped his long fingers inside you, bringing his other thumb to rub mercilessly at your clit. But still, even with the way he was fucking you on his hand, the most intense part of this moment was the way he held your gaze; the lust, the need, the twinkle of amusement in his hazel eyes at the sheer amazement that he got to do this with you; and the love- the pure, unadulterated love that soaked from his skin to yours, in every touch, in ever moment spent together, every kiss, and every time you laid together, bare and vulnerable, in the heat of passion, under the twinkling lights or in the dark, safe haven of your home to show each other how much you loved each other. His warm eyes glittered in the light, reflecting the gold and green and red lights from the Christmas tree that illuminated the room, and the city lights outside the window of your apartment lit up his body and highlighted every muscle. Your apartment, the one you own together, and the one you knew you were going to make countless memories in. His eyes glittered with love, with the question of “can you believe we still make each other feel so good?” and with the statement “I want to kiss you so bad right now”. Your hand pumped his length, pulling a soft moan from his lips, one that you had used to have to work so hard to hear. “I want to hear you, baby” You had used to say, practically begging him to let himself go as he bit his lip to hold back the moans. It had taken a bit of encouragement, but now he never held back with the sounds that left his pretty mouth. You lay there, vulnerable and exposed to each other, staring into each other’s eyes as with hands between each other's thighs, cheeks pink and hearts full of love as you helped each other climb to that climax.
You broke eye contact first, laughing breathlessly and feeling your cheeks go hot under his gaze. Despite the lack of shame you felt in front of him, he could still get you so flustered and giggly.
“What’s so funny, beautiful?” He asked between shaky breaths.
“You’re so beautiful, Mat. Those moans are so pretty. I can’t believe it.”
“Yeah?” He smiled with another laugh. “I can feel how wet you are. It’s crazy.” He slipped the tip of a third finger into you, your hole aching and pulsing around them already. “Oh, fuck, I love your moans too.” And you could tell he did, as his hips jerked helplessly up into your hand. “Faster, baby.”
“Only if you kiss me.”
Without hesitation, he leaned over and his lips locked onto yours, needy and begging but oh, so willing to go slow and passionate. The hand that had been teasing your clit came up to grab at you face, squeezing a tit on the way up, and you reached a free hand out to tangle in his dark hair as you leaned in and continued to jerk him in your hand- up and down, and up and down, twisting around the head just like he liked. “I love you.” He whispered against your lips, breaking apart for only a moment to look down at you one more time in awe. “I love you so fucking much.”
“I love you, Mat.”
“Fuck, I love you.” His lips crashed back against yours again, his fingers plunging deeper inside you as he kissed his promise into your lips, the promise that he was there and he’d always be there. He was yours. And you were his. Simply that. The heel of his palm rubbed against your clit as he curled his fingers inside of you, hitting that wonderful spot and making fireworks twinkle behind your eyes. He groaned into your mouth as your hand curved over the head of his cock, palms getting slick with his pre-cum, and stroked back down to cup his balls gently. He let out a breathy laugh at the tender feeling.
“Baby, look at me.” You cupped his cheeks between your hands and pulled him back when you began to feel your peak rising. He whined when your hand left his cock, aching and hard, and his fingers halted inside of you, cupping his palm against your heat.
“Oh, baby,” His eyes locked on you, making a show of how they were scanning up and down your body. “I’m looking.”
“I need you inside, right now.”
His bottom lip was sucked between his teeth and his eyes nearly rolled back in his head at the words. Even after so long, he still couldn’t handle hearing those words. His eyes fluttered shut. “Fuck, say less.” He rolled over you to sit upright on the couch, finally pushing his boxers all the way down his thighs and onto the floor. He gripped his cock in his hands and slid between your thighs, bending down over you to kiss your lips. “How do you want it?”
“Just like this.” Your hands fell to his hips and pulled him close.
“Yeah?”
“Wanna see your face. Maybe it’s basic, but I love this position.”
“Yeah. It’s simple, but so intimate. I like it too.” He paused and leaned back for a moment, looking down at his sweatpants on the floor for something. “Shit, ugh, I don’t have a condom here, hold on-”
“No, no, no.” Before Mat could run off to the bedside drawer, you grabbed his hands in yours, pulling him back to you. His eyes went soft and cautious for a few moments.
“No? Babe, shouldn’t we…”
“We’ve had conversations about this, right? About doing it without?” Mat nodded, a little smile beginning to pull on his lips. “I’m still on the pill, and I know I remembered to take all of them recently, so we’re still pretty safe, if you want.”
“Fuck, I want.” He settled back down between your knees. “Are you sure?”
“A hundred percent.”
“Alright.” Mat chuckled in boyish excitement. He reached a hand down between your bodies to adjust himself, nudging the blunt head of his cock against your clit and rubbing his pre-cum along your slit, lining up with your tight entrance and sending sparks through your body. “God, my God, I can’t wait to come inside you. Feel you around me completely. See my cum on you.” One last time, he bent his body down over yours, his weight warm and heavy, the metal of his chain cool between your chests, and pressed his mouth to yours, breathing in your warmth. One of your hands curled around his waist, slid to the small of his back, just like he always did to you, and the other cupped the back of his neck, fingers curling into the hairs and playing with the chain around his neck and pulling him in closer to your face. He broke away slightly with a sigh against your lips, his forehead bumping against yours and his nose nudging yours in a familiar gesture. He didn’t need to say the words anymore, because his quiet affections were ones that you’ve known for a long time.
His question was loud and clear, and your answer was just as obvious.
Mat brought a forearm down next to your head to steady himself, stroking the pad of his thumb against your warm cheek as his hips finally pushed against yours. Hands tightened their grips on each other’s bodies, sliding across hot skin slicked with sweat, and a euphony of moans mingled together in the air at the initial feeling of finally being connected in such a primal way again. His hips were flush against your own, and the weight of his thick cock inside of you was heavy and intoxicating; you could feel his tight abdomen expanding and contracting with every heavy breath and shudder through his body. He let out a long string of moans, his head dipping down to nibble at your throat, and fuck, did you know what he meant. You were connected, everywhere- heart, skin, and mind. “Fuck, oh my God, baby, hot as ever.”
“Oh, Maty…”
“I’m gonna give you so much love, beautiful.”
“Please.”
The first withdrawal of his hips from yours was painstakingly slow, and all you wanted was for him to plunge back in again and again and again. And he intended to do that, in time. Mat loved to take his time, but it didn’t take him long to fulfill his promise, sliding back against you, his cock hard and aching inside your wet cunt. He found a steady, easy pace rolling his hips into yours, each stroke like electricity through your body, long and languid, taking his time to draw your pleasure out, taking the time to feel your body around him. His knee dug into the couch hard, steadying himself and getting more traction so he could pull closer to your body, snapping his hips against yours with slaps that had you both gasping for air.
“Oh fuck…”
“Feels so good, Mat.”
“You’re fucking amazing.” He let out another high-pitched whine and arched your leg over his hip. “More?”
“More, faster, please baby.”
His hips slapped against yours with a groan, his big hands holding behind your knees and opening you wide for him. He leaned back to take a good look at you, at the scene in front of him, trying to take in every image he possibly could. Because these were the best moments. Not only the sex- god, but the sex was good- but just being together, being close, being intimate and so so close, yet only craving to become closer and closer. “God, you’re so hot, babe. So tight, so wet, all for me, right?” When you couldn’t answer, too overwhelmed with the way he was pounding against you, he took it as a sign to keep running his mouth. God, you loved to listen to him talk. “So wet, all for me. Getting all turned on over this big cock inside you, yeah?” You nodded your head enthusiastically, pulling his body closer to yours. He followed without hesitation, down and down until your bodies were glued together and he was just pushing against you, his hips driving yours into the couch cushions. “All fucked up for my cock, are you? Fucking beautiful.”
“It’s so good, Maty, baby, so big, fills me up so good.”
“I love you. I love you, (Y/N).”
“Oh my God, Maty, I love you.”
His mouth locked onto yours, sealing your lips together and swallowing your moans down. Dark locks of his hair shielded your face and tickled your cheeks, and as soon as he inched away to take a deep, shaky breath, your eyes opened up. He steadied himself on strong arms, framing your face, his veins prominent, and you curled a small hand as far around his thick bicep as you could, watching in awe as his head jerked back, throwing his long hair off his forehead and squeezing his eyes shut as he concentrated on pounding against your dripping cunt.
Slowly, his body peeled back off of yours, away, away, and he brought himself up to his knees in front of you. You let your eyes roll slip the long length of his torso, decorated with glittering reflections of gold and red and green, shining off the sheen of his sweat, and you looked from his thick neck, covered in your love-bites, down his chest, down the hard muscles of his abdomen and tummy, and down the V of his hips to the small patch of prickles that rubbed against your clit with every thrust. His thighs were spread open with your legs wrapped ever so gently around his hips, and his cock was stilled, aching inside of you. He shifted around on the couch momentarily, readjusting his knees on the cushions. “Ya know, we’d be a lot more comfortable in our bed than out here.”
“But it’s so pretty out here. All the pretty twinkly lights on you…”
“On me?” He laughed, “Look at yourself, babe. I’m fucking lucky.”
His big hands traced down your cheeks, squeezed down your chest, curled down the curve of your waist and hips, before finally wrapping around the backs of your thighs and pulling you closer, hoisting your legs up, up, and over his shoulders and spreading you wide open in front of him.
“Ooh, Mat…” You giggled a bit as he easily positioned you in the way he wanted, smirking down at you wickedly and rubbing his thumbs up and down the wet slick of your pussy.
“Gonna make you fuckin’ come, babe, my god… you want that?”
“Yeah, yeah, please, Maty.”
“Just a little bit longer, ‘kay?” He rolled his hips against yours again, starting up that steady pace again. His hands held your thighs open, lifting your legs up the length of his torso and locking them over his shoulders, and he never failed to make you seem tiny compared to him. You watched, mesmerized, as his abdomen tensed and hardened and spasmed as he tried to keep himself under control.
“Please.”
“Little… longer.”
With one more low moan, your boyfriend bent closer to you, his chain dangling in your face tauntingly as he got back to pounding away at you, heavy balls slapping against your ass with every erratic movement, his thrusts getting sloppier and sloppier and his breaths getting deeper. He was so goddamn close to that edge. He could tell you were getting there, too. You’d been on the edge ever since he started pounding you, but now, you were only a few feather light touches away from falling over that edge. And Mat was ready for it, he could barely hold his own seems together, he could barely think about anything except how rock hard he was and how your tits were bouncing so perfectly in rhythm with his hips, the way your eyes were rolling back and the way his cock felt inside you, fully covered in your slick, both your lower halves sticky messes. He was ready to fall apart completely, and ready to help you reach your own. “You look so fucking good taking my dick like this, babygirl. It’s so big, isn’t it? But you just take it so good, yeah? My good, good girl with her perfect fucking pussy, taking that cock so well.” He reached his fingers down to roll his thumb lazily against your clit, ever so gently, but enough to make you fall apart. Your eyes rolled back as you gasped out for him.
“Please, M- Maaaat…”
“Oh, you- you want it, don’t you?” Mat’s words were getting shaky, his sentences choppy. He was so close, so close his mind couldn’t comprehend anything beyond just fucking letting go. “Want your boyfriend’s hot cum filling you up, just flooding that- ugh, that tight little cunt, yeah? My balls emptied inside you? You want that nut so bad, you’re so desperate for it, huh? Tell me, baby. Tell me how you want the love of your life to just… fucking f- flood your pussy.”
“I want it, Mat, I want you to cum, baby.”
His thrusts became erratic, his hand leaving bruises on your thigh and his thumb absolutely torturing your swollen, sensitive clit. He was getting desperate, too. “Where? Where do you want my big fucking load?”
“Cum inside, fuck, fuck, please, Maty-”
“Ohh, gonna fucking nut inside you, babygirl-”
“I’m gonna cuuuum, Mat…”
“Ohhhh, fuuuuuck, oh, oh (Y/N)...!” Mat let out a long, strangled moan, his voice shaking and whiny and breathless in exasperation. His hips stuttered and his thighs trembled beneath him as he nearly collapsed onto you, absolutely flooding your aching, spasming hole with his cum. Your mind went fuzzy and white when you finally felt his stitches come loose, and he finally emptied all of himself- all his hot, gooey warmth- inside of your throbbing cunt. And flood, he did. It felt like the thick ropes of cum were never ending, filling you to the brim, until finally, he was done, his eyes squeezed shut and hair falling into his eyes above you.
Forming sentences would be a miracle at this point, but you reached up to curl a finger around Mat’s chain and yank him down to your face, ushering him to collapse against your body. And he did, eyes glancing open for a moment and lips locking with yours, always thankful to be able to fall onto you after a hard day, after absolutely spending himself. He groaned against your lips and buried his face against your neck, panting against your skin and kissing your neck and breathing in your scent as your hand found it’s rightful place at the back of his neck. After a few moments of stillness, he reached down lazily and let his cock slip out of you, both of you whining and the loss of contact, and you felt a familiar wetness on your tummy as his cum dribbled down the head of his spent cock to fall on your warm skin.
You were silent, panting for a few minutes, just letting your heartbeats steady back to normal and your heads to recover from the dizzying orgasms. Then, a breathless chuckle vibrated through Mat’s chest and into you. “Merry fucking Christmas to us, right?”
“I think that was the hottest thing we’ve ever done, Mat.” Mat hummed in agreement, squeezing you between his arms. “Now you see why we couldn’t do this at your parent’s place?”
“I mean… what’s stopping us?”
“Mat, I know for a fact you can’t keep quiet enough to fuck in your parent’s house.”
“Says the one who was just screaming my name.”
“As if you weren’t moaning mine just as loud.”
“Hmm.” Mat laughed again at the banter, the playful back and forth, and rolled to the side, his back to the back of the couch, and pulled you against his side. “How do you feel, anyway? About… me coming inside? Still feel good about it? Wasn’t too much?”
“No way. I really… really enjoyed that. Everything about that. A lot.”
“Mm, that’s good. So did I.”
“But… I kiiiiiinda feel like we should clean up. It’s starting to feel… sticky, like, everywhere. And not a good sticky.”
“Yeah, how about we take a bath together? A nice warm bath in the lights of the pretty Christmas lights you love so much? How’s that sound?”
“Sounds like heaven, Mat.”
So Mat scooped you up in his arms, his own legs weak and shaky after an unbelievable orgasm, and he pressed kisses against your cheeks as he carried you through your brand new home, lit in the pretty pinks and gold of the Christmas lights, stopping before the bathroom door only momentarily to ponder on the beginning of the rest of his forever with you. This truly might be the beginning of the best years of his life. The beginning of an even more serious relationship with you. He felt your fingers playing with the chain that still hung around his neck, the one the guys teased him about the charm on the end, but the one he always wore for you, and he glanced down, his eyes warm and contemplative as he searched yours. This. This was eternal love.
“I love you, babe. Always.” His heart felt dipped in syrup when you smiled up at him with that soul melting look. Yep. You’re it for me.
“I love you, bubs. Always.”
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Not a request but is it okay if I can express my emotions? :( I feel safe vibes from u because of ur replies from the people that asks u 😞 Cuz u know how some "readers" get rlly mad from getting hate & the way they address it isn't professional.. BTW I like ur tumblr layout! I used my laptop & I find it very simple yet cute 🥰 (lavender color is my fav!)
I found your channel & out of all the prediction channels I could find, you're one of the few channels that are I guess "honest" & "genuine". Since you showed ur cards and all that... I found these BTS saga for 8 months & I can't escape from it no matter how many times I tried to walk away.
It all started because I've been in a toxic situation in my life (relationship actually) & i used these predictions as my coping mechanism. I regret doing it... I'm currently in a process of healing ❤️🩹 These predictions always drains me a lot to the point that I'm becoming a selfish person.
BTS tarot is very interesting and intriguing, I never knew people will do these kinds of stuff lmao. The member that caught my attention was v because of how well developed his overall character was. He definitely change over the course of years and I'm proud of him & the other members :)
I always think to myself if the people who indulge themselves in predictions & the readers who always do readings abt a famous person (especially their FS) never get bored? I mean, some are just repetitive while others are mostly fake ://
That's what I've observed during those months. Idk if these stuff benefits them but for me it rlly doesn’t.. except the part wherein I get to know about "spirituality" "TF" etc.
Though I don't believe in TF since God had already made our souls being independent. I'll think of it as a higher soulmate instead! I'm kinda curious how JK & V got awaken from their TF journey since... JK has a TF thing years ago but V's was so recent!
I always think that he might met someone that is actually his TF cuz, u know.. If you met ur TF in person then u'll get awaken or some sht. Which is like that in V's case cuz wow, it started since April 2021 if I remember it correctly lol
But then if I mentioned it that way I ended up getting hate comments from "spiritual sassaengs" saying that V have never met them! 💀
I used to believe in these predictions not late until I noticed a "pattern" from it that feels fake. So I stop, because new "prediction channels" are spreading some fake readings while the real ones left. So it's rlly hard to find a good tarot reader in youtube (except in tumblr)
Honestly speaking, I'm not referring to u or to all readers, psychics, etc but predictions aren’t always 100% guruantee. No matter how "good" you are, you shouldn’t be proud of it cuz... Why would u be proud of the things that will happen to a person... a literal PERSON!
And saying it to people's faces "Look! See? I was right." uhmm.. I find it creepy ngl. It's like... they've been "anticipating" for these scenarios to happen to THAT person! They have their own life and feelings too :( It's bad
I feel like these tarot prediction-ish stuff is similar to STALKING now! Trying to find all those details is disturbing grrr. Like imagine they been wasting their time while the person they tryna channel are prolly living their best life & having someone by their side.
I might want to vent more but I want to ask for ur consent. Take care as always :)
Good evening/morning/afternoon!
srry for the late reply ahh. I've been very busy in both my life & the readings I need to finish TT
P.S For the people who used the ask box but didn't got any reply from me, I'll try to finish these readings first:
1.) JM & JK Career Reading
2.) JM's FS
3.) V's Current Energy
Once I'm done with those, I'll try to accept another request!
Your message is long but I'll try my best to give you the answer you’re hoping for even though I'm not good in giving advices TT
1.) Thank you for liking my layout! haha I find it plain in my opinion!
2.) Awee :( I'm grateful enough that you feel safe in my little corner 🙇♀️
3.) Whatever situation you're currently dealing with, you'll be able to overcome it! Don't give up yet and trust the process. Time will heal that is why for now, just enjoy the present and don't stress about the future ☺️
It is better to be yourself and not let people pull you down. About your toxic relationship, don't let the past or any bad behaviour patterns you experienced from it haunt you! There's no such thing as right person, wrong time. For me, it is more of a lesson for us. They are their for a reason, making us reflecting our actions and make things right If ever you get into a new one. Apply those lessons you learned from it!
So you won't be able to repeat the same mistake again. Ending a toxic relationship is not the end of the world! lol There are plenty of fishes in the sea that are much better than your previous. It is better to get new hobbies that are refreshing and new. More like getting out of your comfort zone 😁
If you do new things like painting, gardening, cooking, etc. You'll be able to forget about these saga & your toxic situation. Since you've mentioned here that you felt trapped from it. I mean who knows, maybe in the later years, the things you ‘ve never done before might lead you to success someday!
4.) You shouldn’t be stressing yourself about BTS or any famous person life! It is VERY important to love and give attention to yourself 🤗 The future will reveal itself slowly. And that, I think it is better to be aware that everything they find in these predictions shouldn’t be taken seriously.
5.) That's why as a reader, I find it important to put a disclaimer in every readings I made. Since not everything are set in stone and I agree that tarot, birth chart, psychic or any prediction tools can not predict the whole picture/truth. So it's better to take it as fun yet it is not good to use someone else’s life as our entertainment (I felt guilty about this)
6.) I respect your opinion about twinflames/soulmates in general. Not everyone believes in those stuff anyways. About V's TF, I kinda agree with what you said cause... I had a feeling that he might met that person. Hence the whole V's TF became popular recently. There was a powerful shift from it. That’s why some said that he & TF are aware about their connection 🤷♀️ Same case with JK but as always, I may be wrong with my intuition (though I'm not planning in making a reading about it cuz of how tired I am)
7.) And yes, I do agree with your last part haah TT I mean not all readers are like that but some rlly wants to access more infos abt a person. And the future is blurry so it's hard to get the whole truth.
I hope these helps you! And yes, you can vent all you want, I will not judge you :) Have a great day ahead of you🥰 ❤️
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Hi Sammy! Sorry if this has been asked before, but I'm trying to work on my first digital comic and I was wondering if you have any tips to share? Your work is so beautiful and the composition is amazing and so inspiring! I usually work in CSP when I draw, and I've done some paper drafts, I'm just starting the digital process now :) thank you so much! And I hope that mine will come out to be even remotely as incredible as yours!
hi there, omg thank you so much!!
for me, the process i’ve usually been doing for digital comics goes like this:
1. planning/research - this can go on throughout the entire process of making the comic, but it’s a good idea to get a big chunk of it done before you start so you have ideas and know what you’re doing! grab ref photos if you need, look stuff up on the internet, do whatever
2. write script and create characters (usually i write scripts in microsoft word, but for “dream” i worked off of an account i wrote up on the notes app of my phone after i woke up from the dream, and improvised the script page by page) - i frequently make up characters before i even have a story, but if i do have a story in mind i tend to do the characters at the same time as the script
3. sketch comic, insert placeholder text - i do all of my comics in FireAlpaca! i use the box/shape tool to lay out where i think i want panels to go and what size they should be. i usually work at the same size i would be printing at, but you could work bigger! i usually combine the sketch stage with the thumbnail stage because it’s easier for me to layout panels on the actual page so i can see how they fit instead of tiny thumbnails. here i sketch out placement of objects and poses, and make sure perspective makes some kind of sense, and any other important things i don’t want to forget in the lining stage (or coloring, like lines where i want certain shading to go). i also include placeholder text that may or may not be final, but i highly recommend laying out words as early as possible bc they can take up a lot of space you need to account for
4. draw comic - i go right into ink/lines! i don’t do a pencil stage (the pencil stage is the same as my sketch stage). to start i always draw the panels by hand (i don’t use a tool because i like an organic line, but to make sure they’re somewhat straight i use the boxes from before as a guide). i also do the word balloons by hand, and then i do figures/backgrounds. sometimes i leave out details that i will include in the coloring stage, like certain textures (texture of trees or grass, for example)
5. color - i start with flat color and then shade! usually i hand pick the colors i want to shade with instead of using a multiply layer or something like that, but for really complicated things i do tend to use different kinds of special layers.
6. (this is throughout the process) but sometimes i will take the FireAlpaca file and put it into photoshop to use their guide tools to adjust things, or use a textured brush for something, or to insert text. for “dream” i went back and forth regularly with FireAlpaca and photoshop
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- for composition, i like to consider mood and keeping the eye interested. lately, i don’t tend to break the mold of the grid without a reason (this is just me, you can do whatever you want!! tons of people don’t adhere to the grid and do other really cool stuff. i’m still learning!). the reason for breaking it could really be that i just need more room for words or to show something and i’ll extend the panel into the margins or bleed area. or maybe the shape of a panel needs to be changed bc it’s a dream or a flashback, or maybe you need to go into the bleed area bc something dramatic is happening! you can also mess with the colors of your panels, and the colors of the margin space. consider too, if you like the look of the page overall as an individual piece!
- if you plan on printing your comics, make sure you print out your sketched pages/layouts at actual size so you can make sure the panel sizes and font sizes are legible when a person is going to read it! this can take a lot of attempts, but once you find what you like hopefully you won’t have to do it a million times again
- for longer comics, i recommend creating a palette of colors that include all the ones you use most frequently so you don’t have to constantly eyedrop them from other pages
- don’t get too hung up on any 1 panel, remember that the average person spends something like 6 seconds (probably less) looking at one panel before moving on
- i work at a very high dpi, like 400, which has always been fine (so far), i always recommend working higher bc i think it’s safer, even tho it does make bigger files
- remember to save your work, and save it in MULTIPLE places!! back it up!
- this is just a taste thing but i love comics with custom type/handwritten type styles! you could try out doing a handwritten font or something! i used Calligraphr for mine, and i’ll prob use it again to make more
- i think it’s important to try and best recreate how your audience will experience reading your comic! since it’s impossible as the author/artist to see your own work for the first time as a finished piece, make sure that before you call it done, you give it a couple days without looking at it, and then come back to read it with fresh eyes. see if you think you’re getting the effect you want and if you like the flow! sometimes this can be hard to see/feel though, so you’ll have to just trust your gut sometimes haha!
that’s all i can think of for now but you can always ask me if you have more specific questions!! good luck with your comics!!
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One reason why I wanted to open my own studio was so that I could take my time with each client & really give them something that's meaningful, thought out, & designed just for them.
I HATE feeling rushed, so if you're looking for a quickie, I'm sorry I can't help ya out there! Now... if you have time, patience, a chill vibe, a good sense of humor, drama free, have a positive energy & don't mind having to come back for a 2nd session & walking around with a half finished tattoo until your next session, then I think we will have a good time & sessions with you will be one I look forward to & get excited about. Oh & give me free creative range to do whatever & we will be best friends! 💕
I've been teased before by other artists' for being slower & I fuckin wish I was like Speedy Gonzalez slinging out fast but quality work, but it just doesn't happen like that for me. It’s cool though, because most times my client appreciates all the time going into their piece. If I attempt to move super fast, my mind will get all cloudy & scribbly & I just won't feel as smooth! 💯 My peace & happiness hits the soul when I'm slowly & gradually blending, detailing & trying my best to finesse each tattoo while watching it all come together in front of my eyes. Most of my tattoos are like children going through a growth spurt... they go through an ugly stage 🤣I'll casually glance up at my client just to see if they have any worries & tell them to trust the process. 99% of the time though, they have already put all their trust into me & we will just watch the tattoo like it's some type of YouTube time lapse video, waiting for the end result.
The last few hours in the chair can be rough a lot of times! 😝 The rheumatoid arthritis slaps me around like a lil bitch & all I feel is a 70 year old woman trapped in this somewhat young body. I can't complain though, cuz I'm the one feeling more of a vibration & some slipperiness while they lay there as I continuously poke them with the tip of my..... WAIT, WHERE WAS YOUR MIND GOING?! lol I was gonna say poke them with the tip of my NEEDLE!!! 🤣 When you're in my chair, I expect things to get wild & crazy HAHA you may slide up & down my chair, I’ll probably make your body tremble & you may even moan out loud... even though you tried so hard to hold it in! Chances are we’ll probably have some mixed feelings for one another 😲You’ll love me, then hate me… probably feel embarrassed a couple times… but one thing we will both experience together is the feeling of relief… we’ll just compare that feeling to an orgasm! LOL Seems to be fitting for this whole dirty talk of a paragraph! 😜 Fingers crossed you’ll feel proud of yourself for pushing through & I’ll have that feeling of accomplishment & proudness because I put love & heart into your tattoo.
We gonna come out as a strong team & say we fuckin did it! We will always share that memory & time together, because you chose & trusted me to beautify your skin!
My friends…
Trust is very important in EVERY relationship. It doesn’t always have to be a romantic relationship either… you have to have trust in your friendships, in your barber, your mechanic, your dentist, your tattoo artist, & the list goes on! When it comes to trusting your tattoo artist, how much faith & trust do you really have in them? Would you allow them to go straight in with the needle? No stencil, no design layout, no plan at all?! If you answered yes, then that’s some straight hardcore trust & love & ya’ll some CRAZY motha fuckers! A handful of you all that are my clients fit into that category… CRAZY MOTHA FUCKERS, cuz you be trusting me even when I’m not sure if I trust myself! 🙈 HAHA On the real though, I would never do something I didn’t feel comfortable doing… Like I said, trust goes a long way & the one person you should always trust & believe in is yourself as well!
I’m not sure if you were considering me to be your tattoo artist, but this is the raw truth of what you can expect. I’m not for everybody, but I am for somebody & maybe that somebody can be you, if you're not scared to take a risk on me! 😜
Check me out! 👉 tattoojojo.com/tattoos
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What software do you use? Electronic device you draw on? I'm trying to figure out what to invest in & what programs would you suggest be best to use for animation, etc? Any advice would mean the world to me!!!! 🐲💓💫
Hi, anon! What program you use really depends on what you want to do. I’ll first list some options for software and devices and then describe my current setup.
I. Software
You can use any raster graphics software for pixel art so long as you set a 1 pixel brush. Here are some common ones used for pixel art. They’re organized from least expensive to most expensive, and almost all of them have animation capabilities.
Piskel (Free)
Piskel is an online software specifically made for pixel art. It’s simple and easy to use, and it’s best suited for small sprite animations. Good for beginners.
GraphicsGale (Free)
GraphicsGale is a desktop software specifically made for pixel art. It also recently became freeware! I haven’t used it myself, but I’ve seen some stunning work done with it. It has onion-skinning and other tools.
GIMP (Free)
GIMP is an open-source image editor. It requires a bit of setup to make it suitable for pixel art, and I’m not too fond of its animation setup (layers for frames) and default UI. However, since it is open-source, you could always go into the source code and code your way into a better setup.
Aseprite ($)
Aseprite’s a desktop software also tailored towards pixel art. Out of all the pixel-focused software I’ve seen, Aseprite has the most tools and the largest user base. Aseprite, like GraphicsGale, has onion-skinning abilities. It also has the ability to create brushes, which helps a lot when dithering, and some other options I’ve had yet to try out.
Pyxel Edit ($)
Pyxel Edit’s a desktop software in the same vein of GraphicsGale and Aseprite. It uses a tiled setup and has some great color options, which help a lot when starting out. It also has some onion-skinning capabilities.
Paint Tool SAI ($$) & Clip Studio Paint ($$)
These are two programs designed for digital painting, but they can be set up to make pixel art as well. The advantage of using these is that they can be used for other types of digital art besides pixel art. The disadvantage of using these is that you lack the easy layout and setup of pixel-focused software.
Photoshop ($$$)
The art industry standard. Photoshop is very expensive, but it is certainly not lacking in any features. In fact, it has more than enough features to make pixel art. If you get it, you should probably use it for other stuff in addition to pixel art.
II. Devices
Wacom is currently the industry standard for tablets. However, companies like Huion and Monoprice offer similar tablets at much lower prices. From what I have heard, these other companies tend to have less reliable customer service and guarantee of quality, although my Huion tablet has been working perfectly fine so far.
III. My Setup and Closing Thoughts
Like I mentioned above, I’m using a Huion H610 Pro. It’s been a good tablet, but it also has more features than I need for pixel art haha. I purchased it intending to use it for other kinds of digital art besides pixel art.
For pixel art, I’m currently using Aseprite. I prefer Pyxel Edit’s UI, but Aseprite simply has more utilities and is making my current project a lot easier than if I used Pyxel Edit. Pyxel Edit’s also more in a developmental stage at the moment with fewer updates. For other kinds of digital art, I’m using Paint Tool SAI, although I’m considering using Clip Studio Paint. I lack the money for Photoshop and the patience for GIMP.
Above all, don’t be too concerned with the software and hardware you use. At the end of the day, software and hardware are just tools. A good quality setup will increase the ease of creating art, not the quality of your art. Art quality is most dependent on the artist. So use whatever you want–whether it’s software best suited for your current skill level or for where you want your skill level to be.
You can’t go wrong if you’re continuing to make art.
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