#me hating coloring green and yellow and making a whole set of just green and yellow? clown behavior
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some CHB headcanons
every cabin has LEDs around the inside, but there’s a constant battle over what color they are
Percy has his rippling back and forth from teal to blue and it looks like light dancing through water all over his walls and floor
the Apollo cabin can usually settle for orange and yellow as a common ground
the Aphrodite kids have a different color for each time of day and sleep with pink on the lowest brightness setting
the Hermes cabin has like ten different strips and they’re all constantly shifting
Demeter cabin’s shifts with the seasons
ANYWAYS MOVING AWAY FROM THE LEDS
they have movie nights, which I will talk about in a different post
before everybody goes back to school, the Aphrodite and Hecate cabins have a massive salon at the end of the summer with new haircuts and magic hair dye and outfit recommendations and fake but enchanted sturdy nails and a whole bunch of other stuff and basically it’s a week straight of spilling hot tea between everyone in camp
if someone asks where a camper got their hair done when they get back to school they just go “oh, um… summer camp.” and their friends will snort and be like bro isn’t summer camp the opposite of a makeover?? but they get no argument, just a shrug and a half smile
when I tell you pride month over there is a fucking riot
because Mr. D is in on it, right?? because he’s the god of gender?? and Chiron is aroace and has been raising dumbass gay heroes for literal centuries?? PLUS the sheer fucking amount of queer peeps up in there?? dude yeah
cabins competing for who shows the most pride
Demeter’s roof is covered in rainbow flowers
Hecate’s is enchanted to emit actual light in whatever flag colors of whoever uses the front door, even when they’re straight (it’s just a rainbow)
Percy collects a bunch of shed scales from the hippocampi at the bottom of the lake and then puts them all over his cabin
I could make a whole post about CHB pride but
every single Apollo kid is also a theater kid fight me
Rachel Elizabeth Dare painted a skateboard for Percy’s birthday and he brings it everywhere now, it even sits in his backpack at school
Leo, Annabeth, Percy, and Piper fucking love horror movies. Frank, Hazel, and Jason fucking hate them. They watch through their fingers, if at all
Piper loves the band Surfaces with all her heart, but she also is a die hard Green Day and P!ATD fan
Jake Mason is covered in burn scars up to his neck, just like Deadpool, just not bald lol
Hephaestus and Apollo kids faintly radiate warmth (like more so than a normal person)
the Stolls sometimes stay at camp year-round because their mom is off on international missions that are too high-risk for them to help with
the seven are AVID Smash Bros players
really everyone but
not as many people go to the Athena campers for help with homework as you might think, but whenever anyone does, they’re happy to help
the sun chariot blasts music at a frequency only the Apollo kids can hear, so their life kind of has a shitty soundtrack that consists of a mix of Broadway, Queen, modern stuff, and random bits of Beethoven every now and then
the Romans swear on few occasions
the Greeks know when to swear and when to be polite
the Valhalla peeps swear unbridled and all the time
the Egyptians never swear (in English)
for the longest time, Will Solace thinks the only gift from his dad is his healing prowess— which is obviously great, but he expresses being upset over the fact that he’s not very good at archery
well, considering this is the dumbass who didn’t bring a weapon to actual fucking Tartarus, Nico drags him to the weapon shack thing immediately afterwards and made him pick something out
he's immediately drawn to the Celestial Bronze shotgun.
Nico’s just like “what in the redneck shit did you just pick up” and Will jokingly aims it at his chest and grins and says “you know I’m from Texas, right?”
that’s how they find out Will is one of the damn best marksmen in Greek demigod history
some of the Disney nerds in the Apollo cabin sing What Once Was Mine to the little ones who need bandaids for knee scrapes and give them lollipops afterwards
Percy Jackson absolutely used to make poverty and struggle meal jokes all the time, but he got weird and concerned looks for it at CHB, so he kind of just stopped. But one day, aboard the Argo II, the PERFECT opportunity came up and he just HAD TO and as per usual— everyone else looked at him like he’s crazy— but Leo laughed so hard chocolate milk came out of his nose and that’s the story of how the two of them became Best Friends
#anyways idk what came over me#riordanverse#percy jackson#leo valdez#jason grace#Annabeth Chase#hazel levesque#frank zhang#piper mclean#Will Solace#nico di angelo#solangelo#valgrace#Jake Mason#connor stoll
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His Little Doodlebug (Rhett Abbott x Reader)
Summary: There's a damn good reason you gave Amy the nickname "Doodlebug"
Rhett had always had a deep love-hate relationship with Wal Mart in the month of August. Usually you would go and take Amy on a little excursion by yourself while Rhett and Royal ran down to Tractor Supply to get parts for the neighbors' farming equipment, but ever since you had gotten pregnant, that task had fallen on Rhett while Wes, his best friend, had decided to help Royal.
Amy hurried off towards the clothing section, her little sandals flapping against the tiled floor with her little circus-clown ragdoll tucked under her arm. "Hey, slow down there Doodlebug," Rhett called after her.
Amy giggled, excited as ever as Rhett pushed the cart that already had a few extra garden things in it. He didn't really have much of an idea about what kinds of clothes would be the best fit for Amy, but he was damn sure gonna try.
It was a whole back and forth mess of texting you pictures of all the clothes he could find that hadn't already been cleared out, little pairs of shorts with the lace trim around the legs, pretty little gingham dresses in pink, blue, yellow, green, orange, purple and red, plenty of jeans and little sweaters that would serve her well in late fall and early winter. However, what you knew you couldn't get in the store, you'd make by hand which would include plenty of Irish knit sweaters for Amy and the new babies.
"Hey!" Rhett called playfully to Amy as she zoomed from one end of the aisle and back to him. "Don't you run from me Doodlebug."
Amy giggled again. "Can we get more clothes Daddy?"
"Not right now Doodlebug," Rhett told her. "We've still gotta go to the other place and get your other stuff for school."
"No we don't," Amy giggled.
"Yeah we do, you're goin into preschool at the hippie school where Momma teaches," Rhett told her.
Amy held onto her ragdoll with one hand and her other one gripping the beltloop of Rhett's jeans with her little fingers. As soon as the clothes and the plant stuff had been purchased, Rhett loaded Amy and the bags up into the truck to head for the next destination.
Back into the center of town he went with Amy in tow, to the little shop owned by Mrs. Newman, who in turn would be Amy's preschool teacher. You and Rhett absolutely loved her store and all the supplies she carried, the cozy building with its knotty pine floors, shelves full of yarn, brightly colored wools, stones, books, pastel colored cloth and a whole host of other things that the children at the school you taught at would need for the coming year.
Two boxes of block crayons, a little case of beeswax and a basket of wool later, Rhett finally had what he needed and even let Amy pick a few items for later. He thanked Mrs. Newman, promising that over the weekend he, Royal and Wes would be down to help her husband fix his horse trailer.
Home he went and finally pulled up the driveway just as the sun had begun to set. Wes's truck was no longer there, a sign that he had gone back over the hill to the reservation to bed down his own horses and cattle for the night, yet the porch light had remained on. Royal and Cecelia would most likely be sitting out in the porch rockers, Royal smoking a hand rolled cigar while Cecelia told him about everything that had happened in the day.
"Alright sweet pea, out," Rhett said, opening the truck door so Amy could get out.
Amy practically jumped out of the truck and ran for the house, yanking open the door as Rhett unloaded the truck and kicked off his shoes in the mudroom. The house smelled so good with the steaks just having been pulled off the grill along with the smells of white rice and green beans trailing it its wake.
"Oh jeez! Somebody's happy," Cecelia chuckled as Amy rushed to hug her.
"I was hoping the trip would tire her out," Rhett answered. "Hannah-Banana go to bed?"
"Nope," Cecelia answered. "She just ate, but I'll give her a bath in a few minutes."
"Thanks Ma," Rhett said, hugging his mother.
Cecelia took the clothing and supplies from him to put them away while he made Amy a plate full of steak, rice and green beans for her to eat before her bath.
Upstairs he went to his room, which had become your shared bedroom. Even though you were only five months along, you had already begun nesting, preparing the crib at the foot of the bed for the two little boys resting in your belly.
Rhett wrapped his arms around you and kissed your cheek, his hands coming to rest on your swollen bump. "Boys give you any trouble?" he asked.
You hummed, delighted by the warm breath on your cheek. "Not really," you sighed.
You two were yanked from the moment by the sound of Amy running through the upstairs hall in nothing but her pink wrap towel. "Daddy, can I use Momma's bubble bath?"
You two laughed and shook your heads. "Give Momma a minute honey," you told her.
Amy zoomed back into the bathroom as the bathtub filled up. You grabbed the pink grapefruit bubble bath out of the medicine cabinet and poured a little bit of the slimy pink liquid in for her and watched it foam.
"Guess someone had a bad case of the zoomies tonight," you laughed.
"Yep," Rhett answered. "Guess that's why we call her 'Doodlebug'."
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Neon Frights review:
Okay so Neon Frights aka the most anticipated Skulltimate Secrets line up and I finally have them all, so what do I honestly think of them? overall I would give this Skulltimate line a 7 out of 10. I loved this line a lot and it's personally my favorite of the 3 that have released but there are a few glaring issues that bring it down for me as a whole. Anyway let's get into it!
The positives:
▪ The SHOES omg I love them so much I love how some of the pairs are comparable to Demonias which feels like a callback to MH's more alt fashion staples while keeping G3's new choice of styling of bold colors intact
▪The pet themed hoodies were so adorable I love the mesh sleeves on them especially my only issue though is I wish they were more detailed and they were easier to get over the ghouls heads
▪Loved the bold designed pleather skirts all of them looked cool
▪Love the overall bold color schemes on the dolls and their lockers were even masterfully done
▪All of the character jewelry and accessories were super cute and showed off the element of each characters personalities super well
▪The makeup looks were soo fierce and cunty they added so much to the entire line
The negatives:
▪The poly hair every ghoul is cursed with in this line. I loved the bold cuts and colors but oh my gosh the hair quality is HORRIBLE. This line is $30 dollars there is no reason a doll worth that much should have worse hair quality than the MH budget dolls.
▪I'm more neutral on this but I personally did not like the harness gimmick they were very cute on Frankie and Draculaura but over all they don't match or really add anything to this line? idk I would have scrapped that for a different accessory.
▪Absolutely hated the two tone pleather shorts. They were totally boring and lifeless compared to the rest of the boldness of the line and doesn't really read as a relaxing considering how stiff they are on the dolls. I think if they were fabric and more styled they may have been cuter.
▪Another reoccurring issue I don't like about Skulltimate Secrets is how they managed to make the earrings all hang sticking out to the sides so awkwardly when the other dolls don't have the earrings set in like this.
Doll rating:
Twyla: ☆☆☆☆ I thought this doll was gorgeous from the dark makeup to her entire outfits and accessories the only thing I despised about the doll was the horrid dry poly hair quality it fell out and broke so badly everytime I brushed it to the point I am considering commissioning a reroot it bothers me that much :/
Ghoulia:☆☆☆☆ I just loved the gamer girl aesthetic they went with for Ghoulia and the shade of green on all of her accessories and clothes though her pixel glasses were bent from how they packaged her and so they wouldn't stay on and also I hated the two tone shorts and blue harness that didn't match.
Toralei: ☆☆☆ I loved her bold makeup and short hair and most of her clothes however I don't think they balanced her colors very good it was just too much orange and I didn't like how her tail was removable instead of having the clothes have the hole for it.
Frankie: ☆☆☆☆☆ I think Frankie knocked this line out of the park the bold colors suits their character so well and they did not disappoint! I love the hot pink color pop on the side shave and eyebrow piercing it stands out so well with all of the other colors. I am inlove from head to toe Frankie pops out being totally in their element :)
Draculaura: ☆☆☆ I was probably most disappointed with Draculaura honestly I think they half heartedly slapped a doll together of her to be included in just because she is a fan favorite and big seller (especially true since she is in every SS line up even the upcoming Ballerina one). I loved her shoes, the pink bat top, and the black skirt with yellow straps but aside from that the design falls kinda flat. I think with the reintroduction of yellow in her color pallet giving her full neon pink hair would have been better suited.
To sum it up I think this line is still one of the best G3 has come up with but as a whole I wish they would do away with polypropylene and put more effort in the clothing pieces for $30 dollars it feels a little disappointing when you pay a lot for a doll and aren't satisfied with the obvious cheap quality.
#doll collecting#monster high#monsterhigh#doll collector#draculaura#frankie stein#twyla boogeyman#toralei stripe#ghoulia yelps#neon frights#skulltimate secrets#my dolls
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Shut Up & Kiss Me - Thor Odinson x OC
warnings: college au, frat boy thor, friends to lovers, he falls first, jealousy, alcohol and drug use, soft smut, 18+
word count: 9.7k
WP: https://www.wattpad.com/1364030736-shut-up-kiss-me-gracie
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“Brother, this is an insane plan and you know it,” Loki rubbed his hand over his brow and rolled his eyes.
Thor tossed the roll of green streamers in his hand up the stairs and over the railing, “What - what plan? This party is for you! I don’t - I don’t know what you mean”
With a satisfied grin, the blonde slid into the living room to double-check the bar set up. Grass skirts, coconuts and brightly colored flowers flowed through the frat house, with bright twinkle lights illuminating the hallways. It was going to be a perfect night.
To celebrate his brother, of course. No other reason.
“Thor, if you wanted to impress this girl, you could have just asked her out like a normal person,” the dark-haired man quipped as he followed his brother through the house.
“This party is for you! We’re excited to have you in our fraternity, let us celebrate that! The fact that the yellow of these flowers compliment Gracie’s blue eyes has nothing to do with anything,” Thor paused, running a hand into his long blonde hair, “I mean, uh, what girl? I don’t even know who you’re talking about”
He watched his brother narrow his eyes at him, his signature smirk settling on his face as he leaned against the door frame, arms crossed in front of his chest.
"Of course, you don't," he chuckled. "I'm certainly not talking about the girl who could very well take you in beer pong any day of the week. Or the girl who laughs at all of your jokes no matter how ridiculously not funny they are."
Thor swayed back and forth on his legs, looking anywhere but at Loki's face knowing his true intentions had already absolutely been made but determined to hide the fact that he was itching for Gracie to walk through the door. That big, sweet smile on her face with her long brown hair that smelled like cherry blossoms falling down her back.
He knew he had it bad for her. He also knew that his friends, especially his brother, were going to make his life miserable because he just might make a fool of himself, but Thor didn't care.
“She laughs at my jokes because they are funny, brother. It’s you who thinks that they aren’t funny. And what if this whole party had an ulterior motive? I want to see her and be around her. Plus, I just don’t know how to actually ask her out. I choked when I tried to do that, which is why I invited her to the party instead!” Thor hated being this vulnerable, especially around Loki.
Loki studied him, taping his finger against his face. "Then I suppose we should make it a party she never forgets then."
"Aye! I knew you would be excited!" Thor shook his brother by the shoulders, redirecting him into the kitchen where Korg was setting up the drink bar.
"I found it," he held up a pretty bottle of light blue booze that looked like the ocean, "it was the last bottle, unlucky for the little old lady that tried to take it from me. Put up quite the fight."
Thor smiled brightly as he nodded toward Korg. "Yes! You can’t have Jungle Juice without that stuff. It makes everything taste like Kool-aid."
Meanwhile, Loki sighed, very likely thinking he just might want to hole up in his room with a book for the party's duration. "The last time you made that, everyone went streaking down the street, you realize that, right?"
"But that's what makes it more fun!" Thor encouraged, clapping his brother on the shoulders. He walked over to the kitchen counter and began cutting up the fruit that would be going into the cooler for the juice concoction.
As he continued to prep, Thor let his mind wander to the beautiful girl he was hoping would show up tonight. Not that she would ever miss a party, but that small part of him always feared that he would have to go a day without hearing her musical laugh take over his mind, or not get to see the way her eyes lit up when it started raining.
The way her dark hair flowed over her shoulders, covering the small sunflower tattoo that sat on her shoulder blade. It was how he'd gotten his nickname for her. That and the special way she brightened any room she walked into.
"Thor!" A booming voice sounded through the kitchen and pulled the blonde from inside his head.
Shaking his head once, he peered up and grinned when he saw Sam standing in front of him, "Wilson! How's it going, man?" He rounded the counter and slapped his hand into his friends, "DJ booth is set up in the backyard for you! Creative freedom my friend, whatever you want to play to get everyone dancing!"
"Man you know everyone's always dancing when I'm around," he said, puffing up his chest proudly, "I also have a little something for you in the mix so you can make the move on your girl."
Thor felt the heat creep up his cheeks at the comment as Sam wiggled his brows playfully. Clearly, he hadn't been as good at hiding his feelings from his friends as he thought.
"Secret's safe with me, just please do something about that tonight for the love of god."
He smiled and tapped the blonde's shoulder as he made his way through the kitchen. Thor turned quickly shouting in his direction before he made it out the sliding door, "No Marvin Gaye tonight, Wilson!" he shouted.
"Boy everybody loves some Marvin Gaye!" Sam roared back from the backyard swinging his hands up in the air as the others snickered in the kitchen.
Thor was getting nervous. Dancing with her will put him in very close proximity to her. Touching her and smelling that sweet smell that always drove him insane. There was something about her that attracted him to her like a moth to a flame. “Right. Let’s not go there.” He mumbled under his breath.
“Let’s not go where?” Thor turned around and saw Quill with a condescending smile on his face. He didn’t like that smile. For some reason, it made him nervous.
“Oh, nothing. Just talking to myself. Making sure that everything is good for the party. You know, have enough to drink, make sure that the ping pong table is set up for the beer pong tournament later. That sort of thing.” He was rambling now, and he was hoping that Quill didn’t catch on to that.
“Beer pong, you say?” he asks. “I’m great at beer pong. In fact, I can and will kick everyone’s asses.” Thor knew that he was bragging about himself and knew damn well that Quill always did this when he wanted to get his competitive side out to play. He couldn’t have that. He needed this night to go perfectly.
Thor rolled his eyes. He didn't know why Quill always got an invite to his parties, but he did. "I guess we'll have to see how good your skill is later then," he smiled.
Peter grabbed a beer from the cooler and nodded smugly, "Oh you definitely will," and with that, he sauntered off into the forming crowd.
From that point on, the front door of the house didn't close for a second as person after person piled in and the party grew. Thor greeted his friends, smiling at them as they wandered through, clapping him on the shoulder and already telling him what a great party this was. But his eyes never left the front door, just waiting for the pair of blue eyes he'd been longing to see all day.
"Hey man," A familiar voice slung his arm around Thor's neck and pulled his attention away as he focused on the man in front of him, "Thanks for the invite! Pía and I love your parties, but the luau theme for Loki seems a bit strange," Bucky joked.
"Loki loves luau's," Thor chuckled nervously, flickering his eyes back to the door as more people walked in.
Pía giggled and shook her head as she wrapped her arms around Bucky's waist, "No Gracie loves luau’s, I don't think Loki cares at all," she nodded her head towards the wall where the dark hair man was leaning, scanning the crowd with a soft mischievous grin on his lips.
Thor groaned, "Wow P, I thought we were friends."
Bucky chuckled into Pía's hair as he pulled her closer to him and she smiled brightly. "We are you big lug but, so are Gracie and I aaand I already put in some good words for you... though I didn't really have to sell you much."
The brunette winked at Thor and he smiled bashfully. Gracie and Pía were good friends, it was how he was introduced to her in the first place. In a writing class neither of them- or their friends frankly - knew why they were taking but they were still happy to be there and their poems weren't half bad either.
"Just be you T, that's what makes her smile."
Just be you. “Easier said than done, P,” he mumbled, remembering how tongued tied and nervous he got every time he tried to talk to her. “But I’ll try just for you.”
“Good. Now, where-“but Pia’s words muffled into the background as Thor’s vision snapped to the doorway. All of his focus was on the one person that had just come through the door.
She’s here.
Gracie walked through the front door of the house, her brown hair partially pulled back with a flower tucked into it. Her outfit was bright, consisting of a Hawaiian shirt tied into a crop at her waist and a grass skirt, a small sliver of sunkissed skin peeking out between the two.
Thor couldn't make himself look away until Bucky tapped him on the side of the head. "Hey - hi!"
"Hey Thor," Gracie grinned as she sauntered over, doing a quick spin in front of him, "What do you think? Is this on theme?"
Thor's bright eyes travelled over her, and suddenly his mouth felt dry. Everything escaped his mind and he knew that he was just staring at her but the right combination of words wouldn't form on his tongue. The small sliver of sunkissed skin that peeked out between her shirt and the top of her grass skirt captured all of his attention.
"I - you look," Pía nudged his ribs and made him shake his head once, "you look great, very Hawaiian,"
Bucky sighed from beside him, and tried to stifle a laugh, "How about we get you girls a drink?"
With that, he placed a kiss onto Pía's temple, and wrapped his arm around Thor, pulling him away towards the bar, "what the hell was that, man?" he mumbled with a smirk when they were away from the girls.
Thor groaned, tilting his head back as they made their way into the kitchen causing Bucky to laugh again. "Seriously Thor, if you're gonna make any move onto Gracie then you have to actually put a sentence together."
He leaned against the counter, gripping the edge of it as Pia and Gracie made their way through the sea of people stopping every few moments to talk to someone else. His focus was solely on the girl whose smile lit up the entire room and every fibre within him. A small plastic shot glass thumped him directly in the forehead.
"Earth to Thor." Bucky grinned, "Did you even hear a word I said?"
Thor tossed the plastic shot glass back at his friend, "Every time I look at her, I turn into this... giant puddle of Gracie-made Jello. How am I supposed to talk to her?"
Bucky scrunched his face, "that was probably the most disgusting thing I've heard. Gracie made jello?" He shook his head with a quick shudder of his shoulders as the corners of his mouth turned up, "Ask her to play a game. Start there and see where the night takes ya, pal." He handed two cups to Thor, "Talking to a girl you like isn't as scary as it feels."
"Easy for you to say," Thor countered. "You can talk to anyone in this room. Once she actually talks to me I just... clam up," he grumbled. "It sucks."
Bucky's laugh echoed through the kitchen and he shook his head, before pounding back a shot of whiskey, "Man, you remember how long it took me to talk to Pía right? And even then she was the one who barged into my dorm and made me talk," he placed his hand on Thor's shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze, "now take a shot and go play darts with your girl"
"She's not my girl," Thor mumbled before grabbing the shot from in front of him and swallowing it down. His blue eyes drifted back over to Gracie and a soft smile tugged at his lips as her laugh eclipsed the room. He grabbed two of the jello shots and with a deep breath, headed in her direction.
He could do this.
Thor cleared his throat loudly and interrupted the monologue the girls had managed to get Tony started on, "Sorry to steal Gracie away, but she promised to do a shot with me, and it's time to pay up," he managed to get out with a slight shake in his breath.
"Oh yes of course," Gracie linked her arm with his, making his breath catch in his throat, "Sorry Tony, not that this conversation about nuclear physics isn't riveting but I did promise," She shrugged quickly before pulling Thor across the room.
She tugged his body, though she didn't have to pull him along behind her very hard. Thor would follow her no matter where she went. She lead them towards a corner of the room that wasn't as crowded as the rest before dropping his arm and leaning against the wall behind her. Gracie smiled up at him with a sigh, "You have perfect timing." She cooed.
Thor sucked in a breath, mourning the loss of her warmth against his skin as he shoved out a jello shot toward her. "Tony likes to talk."
She smiled, taking the shot from him. Her fingers brushed against his own forcing his eyes wide at the subtle shock his system felt. "The last thing I wanted to do tonight was listen to him drone on about some other new extravagant project he started. We all know he's going to take over the world with robots, he doesn't have to remind us every five minutes." Gracie laughed holding up her shot. "Ready Thunder?"
“Not at all,” he muttered under his breath but diffused her perplexed expression with a wide grin.
He tapped his shot against hers and then tipped it into his mouth, keeping his eyes on Gracie as she did the same. He coughed and spluttered at the sight of his Sunflower, head thrown back and eyes closed, giving a groan of satisfaction as the sweetness of the jelly hit her tongue.
Her eyes whipped open as she eyed him with concern at his choking.
“You OK there big guy?”
Thor cleared his throat and coughed once more as he nodded. "J-just went down wrong," he answered. Thor wiped his mouth with his hand, hoping there wasn't a mess all over his face. "Did you like that flavor? I... I can get you another one."
Gracie giggled and nodded her head, "I love every flavor, but you know I'm always up for anything," She grinned widely and placed her hand on his bicep, "ANOTHER!" she called, shooting the plastic cup high into the air and watching as it landed perfectly in the garbage bag that hung off the door to the back yard.
Thor's eyes widened and flickered between her and the shot she just made as the crowd erupted into applause and hollers. That's his Sunflower.
"That was incredible!" The blonde grinned at her, grabbing two more from a tray Natasha was holding on her way outside.
"Hey, that was for Clint! If we get him drunk enough he said he'll shoot stuff off someone's head with his bow!" She quipped, furrowing her brow.
"Last time he did that he shot a hole in the side of the house!"
Natasha grinned, stealing the shots right out of Thor's hands, "He promised Loki he'd shoot at the giant tree instead this time." She tossed him a wink before sliding out of the back door.
"That could be interesting," Gracie grinned looping her arm through his, "C'mon big guy, let's get more shots and go see if Clint can shoot a beer can off my head."
Thor followed in the direction that Gracie pulled him like an eager puppy, practically projecting heart eyes at her back as she led them through the room and out into the backyard.
There was a group of people gathered by the largest tree in the yard, whooping encouragement at a grinning Clint, who span in slow circles with his bow raised. He saw Thor over the crowd and pointed his bow at him, waving him over to join them but Thor shook his head with a smile.
They found another tray of jello shots, grape this time, and Gracie picked up two with a whoop.
“Down the hatch!” She almost shouted, jumping with enthusiasm as he matched her energy and downed two shots of his own.
Gracie cheered loudly, managing to distract herself enough that she stumbled and crashed into Thor’s chest, who wrapped a protective arm around her. He thought his heart would explode when she stared up at him and giggled sweetly, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth.
"Easy there," he said softly, hoping she could hear him. "Let's not get yourself hurt," Thor swore he could see Gracie's cheeks turn pink as she patted both hands against his chest.
"I'm okay!" she hollered over the music. "Do you dance?" she asked, having already forgotten about Clint and his bow. It probably wouldn't have been the best idea anyway.
Thor prayed she couldn’t feel his pounding heart deep in his chest. This was farther than he’d ever imagined actually getting with her, and the way the twinkle lights caught the blue of her iris’ get distracting him from the actual events happening all around them.
“Of - of course, I dance, I’m a great dancer,” he stuttered, his gaze snapping up from her as Sam hollered at him.
Gracie nodded her head towards the crowd of people swaying in the middle of the yard and grabbed his hand, interlacing their fingers.
“Alright, alright, this next one goes out to our gracious host! Thor Odinson and the fraternity of Gamma Asgard Chi!”
Sweet Child of Mine by Guns n’ Roses blared through the speakers and the wide grin on Gracie’s face told him everything.
She jumped up and down as the words of the song flowed like a melody out of her lips, and Thor could have sworn everything inside of him melted at the sight of his girl singing his favourite song word for word.
Thor grinned watching her, his heart pounding and heat creeping up his neck. His eyes flickered to Sam who tossed him a wink and encouraging nod. Gracie lifted his hand in the air above her as she twirled, laughing with her head tilted back and eyes crinkled with joy. He sucked in a deep breath and began to move with her. She dropped her hand from him, smiling and singing away as she stepped in front of him and swayed with the song.
Gracie stumbled slightly in the grass again and on instinct his hands shot out to her waist, holding her steady. What he didn't expect was for her to lean back into his chest, her hands up in the air and giggled peering over her shoulder up at him. Her eyes twinkled under the light as she mouthed a thank you to him.
The broadest grin in the world spread across his face, making his cheeks ache joyfully. Then, to his utter disbelief, Gracie wrapped one of her arms around the back of his neck and twirled her fingers through strands of his hair. She swayed her hips to the music, rubbing against him, and he swallowed thickly.
He tried to move the lower half of his body away, just a little, but Gracie took her other hand and laced her fingers through his where they rested on her hip and pulled him closer.
Thor took a deep breath before deciding to go with it. He rested his head on her shoulder and swayed his hips with her along with the music. "You're a pretty good dancer," he said into her ear so she could hear him." Across the yard, he could see Peter as he leaned against the house, his eyes locked on Gracie. I don't think so.
"Thor! Gracie!" A chirpy voice sounded through the crowd bringing Thor's attention back to the crowd just as Wanda wrapped her arms around Gracie.
"Hey, you two! Having a good time?" Thor asked as he clapped his hand into Vision’s, with a wide grin.
"Always! You guys do throw the best parties on campus," Wanda complimented, flashing a knowing smile at him as her eyes moved between him and the brunette beside his side, "We won't keep you though, we just wanted to say hi! We'll come find you later!" The redhead grinned, pulling her boyfriend away with her.
Thor shook his head with an awkward laugh and watched them walking away, Wanda mouthing something to him and pointing between the two of them. He watched as she turned her attention back to Vision, wrapping her arms around his neck with a soft smile and placing a kiss on his jawline. It made Thor's heart soar to see his friends finally happy together.
As he spun to grab Gracie once more, he was meant with Quill's cocky smirk and watched as he tried to wrap his arm around Gracie's waist.
"Come on, sweetheart, dance with me!" He cooed, a pout coming to his lips, "You know I'm a better dancer than that meathead!"
"I wouldn't say that," Gracie strained attempting to pull herself from Quill's grip, "ugh Peter you smell like a dive bar."
"Just havin' a good time, beautiful, which clearly you aren't here with this guy." Quill jutted his chin in Thor's direction. Annoyance flooded him as he shoved Quill's shoulder.
"Pretty sure she doesn't want you touching her Quill. Keep your hands to yourself." Thor warned as the idiot in front of him threw up his hands in mock surrender with a snide grin.
He felt Gracie step around him, her fingers tangling into the hem of his shirt, "C'mon let's get something to drink." She pleaded as her eyes flickered from him to Quill.
"Oh don't be like that Gracie girl, come play beer pong with me! If you win I'll give you a prize." Quill winked and licked his lips, making Thor grimace with disgust.
“Ew, no,” Gracie squealed, screwing up her nose and shaking her head.
“C’mon Gracie, unless you’re… chicken?”
Gracie froze mid-turn and Thor could feel Peter’s challenge thrumming through her veins. She trembled as she warred with herself, wanting to ignore the arrogant junior but aching to put him in his place. Thor saw the moment she’d decided and just as she began to turn back he blurted words he’d probably regret later.
“I’ll do it! I mean, I’ll play you at beer pong.”
Quill eyed him with interest. “What are the stakes?”
“I’ll dance with the winner!” Gracie offered, although the grimace she gave told Thor she’d spoken before thinking… again.
“Nice. I’m down,” Quill nodded, making his way over to the beer pong table.
“Come on, Thunder,” Gracie smiled weakly. “You gotta win for me. There’s only one pair of hands I want on my ass tonight when I’m dancing and they sure ain’t Quill’s.”
Thor's eyes widened but his smile broadened. "I'll win for you, Gracie. I have no doubt."
"I'm counting on you, big guy," She winked, taking his hand in hers as they followed Peter back into the dining room.
There was loud cheering flowing through the house and when they entered it became apparent why. Miek and Bruce had taken over the beer pong table and had apparently been beating everyone in the room. With four cups still in front of them, Bruce turned his back to the table and sunk another shot, leaving Steve and Bucky with only one cup left.
"Let's go, Bruce!!" Natasha screamed, nudging her shoulder into Tony.
Stark through his hands in the air and looked up at the ceiling, "Oh come on! He's cheating!"
"Don't be such a sore loser, Stark!" Natasha quipped.
"He's using math to win, that's cheating!"
"Just because you weren't smart enough to figure out the formula, doesn't mean I can't" Bruce shot back with a wide grin.
An echo of "ouus" sounded through the room as Tony shook his head and stormed back outside, leaving them to finish their game. Thor smiled once again and nodded as he watched his friends enjoying themselves, until he felt a small squeeze on his hand, bringing his attention back to the woman beside him.
"You got this right?" Gracie smiled softly.
"I would never let you down," Thor answered softly.
Something akin to pride flickered in her eyes as she flashed him another one of her winning smiles and turned her attention back to the table, cheering with the crowd when Bruce landed his ball in the last cup on Steve and Bucky's side.
"Come on man!" Steve cursed, picking up the cup and chugging it down. Pia wrapped herself around Bucky from behind. His friend's eyes flickered over to him and then down to where his and Gracie's hands were still connected. Pia flashed him a knowing grin as Quill pushed through the group of celebratory high-fives.
"Alright, you losers! Time to give up the table!" He hollered.
"That's not how that works Quill!"
Thor sighed shaking his head, "Let'em have the table boys, I've got some ass to kick." Suddenly confident as he smirked at Quill.
Thor stepped up to Bucky’s side of the table where his friend was already setting up more cups while Pía grabbed some more beer to fill them with.
“Playing for your girl?” Bucky smirked.
“She’s not my…”
“Yeah he is,” Gracie grinned, bouncing on her feet and clapping her hands. “He’s fighting for my honor like a knight in shining armor!”
Thor rubbed his hand down his face as Bucky handed him the ball and then he turned to Quill who’d taken up position at the other end of the table.
Quill smirked and Thor rolled his shoulders and cricked his neck, rolling the ball between his large hands.
“Do you need me to blow on it for luck?” Gracie asked him.
Turning to look at Gracie, Thor swore his mouth was hitting the floor. She'd gotten really bold tonight, but he wasn't complaining in the slightest. "Sure," he told her, putting the ball in front of her. "My beautiful good luck charm."
Her slender fingers wrapped around his wrist carefully bringing his hand closer to her lips. He silently cursed the gods as his gaze met hers and she parted her lips making a soft o shape and blew gently. Gracie's warm breath fanned over his fingers and the chanting around them faded into muffled white noise as he stared at the girl who had been the object of his obsession for months.
She pulled back, letting her hand linger for a moment before giving him an encouraging nod toward the table.
"T-thanks" he stuttered with a lopsided grin finding it hard to peel his gaze away from her.
"Are you two done? Or can we get on to me winning now?" Quill's sharp voice broke the trance he was in as he dragged his eyes to the drunken fool on the other side of the table.
“You gonna blow my balls now too? Fair’s fair,” Quill added with a leer.
“From what I can see you only have one, and even that’s debatable,” Gracie quipped and Thor couldn’t help the snort of laughter that left his lips.
“That’s my girl,” he rumbled, his adoration for his Sunflower overriding his nerves for once.
Or maybe it was the shots.
“Am I?” Gracie asked sweetly, looking up at him with wide eyes.
“I…I mean…” he blustered.
“Just take the damn shot Odinson,” Quill shouted.
With a growl of frustration, Thor launched the ball towards the other end of the table, fully intending to clobber Quill between the eyeballs with it but it landed squarely in one of the cups.
“Ha! Drink up, Quill!” Thor was surprised he got the first one in. If he continued to focus on trying to hit Quill’s face, maybe, he’d win this thing. And maybe he’d actually get one in between his eyeballs.
“Yes!” Gracie yelled, jumping with excitement. At the other end of the table, Quill groaned in disapproval.
But Thor didn’t even acknowledge Quill or anyone else around them. He just kept looking at Gracie and the smile that lit up her face. He was utterly fucked. Fuck.
“My turn now, Thunder boy,” Quill shouted from the other side of the table. “This is the only one you’ll be able to get.”
“Oh yeah? Why’s that, Quill? You think I can’t actually beat you in this or is it that you’re scared now?” He volleyed back, gaining confidence.
“No,” Quill said with a mocking smile, “I am not scared. You won’t be able to get another shot because you’ll be too drunk to do it.”
Thor watched as Quill launched a ball and it banked off a cup and onto the table, making Thor chuckle. "Miss!"
"Come on! It's distracting in here!" Quill countered.
Rolling his eyes, Thor picked up the ball and launched it into the air. He smirked as it sank into the second cup. "Two to one."
“You’re doing so good Thor, I knew you would,” Gracie encouraged.
Bucky and Pía shot Thor a pointed look and he rolled his eyes so damn hard that he missed Quill planting a ball into one of his cups.
“Shit,” Thor hissed in frustration, shooting the bet as quickly as he could but landed his next throw squarely in one of Quill’s cups.
“Another hit!” Gracie squealed with excitement, wrapping her hands around Thor’s bicep and squeezing tightly.
Thor focused on the way her hands were, so soft and warm against his skin - and thinking of other places where he wanted both of her hands.
“Thor?” she asked, with a heavy breath.
“Wha-. Oh yes, the game. Sorry, got distracted for a moment.” He got distracted alright.
He chuckled and stepped back as Quill hit in a second shot, making the score even back out. Thor grumbled as he rolled the Ping pong ball in his hand for a few seconds before he took his shot just as Quill bumped the table, causing him to miss. "Hey! That's foul play!"
"What are you talking about?!" Quill shouted back, "You hit the table yourself!!"
Hollers and input sounded from the crowd as they argued about whose fault it was. There was no way Thor was going to lose to Quill because he was a cheater. His blue eyes drifted down to the brunette beside him before looking back up, seeing Clint standing beside the table, closer to Quill's side.
Thor stuck his fingers in his mouth and whistled, silencing the room, "Barton, you're closest, what's the call?"
Clint thought for a moment, looking between the two players. He was one of Thor's most honest friends and there was no way the guy everyone referred to as Hawkeye was going to miss any details of the play. He was the best ref they could have asked for.
"Foul on the table, Quill loses a cup and Thor gets the ball back!" Clint concluded, earning a groan and protest from Peter, but with one look from Clint, he knew the decision was final.
The game pressed on almost going cup for cup as the boys played for Gracie's honor. It seemed silly in his mind that this was how he had to prove himself, and he knew deep down that she would never go for someone like Quill, but Thor's competitive spirit surged through his veins, needing to protect his sunflower from the dark rain cloud that was Peter Quill. His cocky attitude somehow always won him the favor of many girls on campus, but not this one. Not his girl.
It came down to Peter having one cup in front of him, while Thor had two. The tension in the room from the crowd that had gathered could have been cut with a knife and a flash of pride rose in Thor's chest. Everyone loved a good competition.
“Son of a bitch!” Thor exclaimed as Peter’s ball hit the rim of the cup and teetered for a moment before plopping into the beer.
Quill proceeded to thrust his hips like he was in a solitary dance-off, jeering loudly at Thor.
The blonde giant looked down at his Sunflower, almost cringing at the desperation in her eyes.
“I’m supposed to dance with you, Thor,” she whispered, and he felt her finger wrap around his.
He didn’t even realise what was happening until it did. Gracie slipped the ball out of his hand and he swore she didn’t even break eye contact with him as she tossed it. It was only the cheers from the crowd and Bucky’s slap to his shoulder that told him she’d landed the shot.
But he didn't care about that or anything else except the woman that was looking back at him with heat in her eyes. "How did you do that?” he asks impressed by his little Sunflower.
“I have a few tricks up my sleeve,” Gracie winked up at him, coming closer to him, “Plus, I wasn’t going to let him win because all night I’ve wanted a reason to do this-”
She kissed him. It took him a second for his brain to catch up with what was happening but when he did, he kissed her back. He kissed her like a man starved for water. They moved apart, both of them breathing heavily. But Thor wasn’t done with her. Gaining confidence, he placed his hands on the sides of her neck and kissed her again, bringing her closer to his body.
His hands tangled into her hair, exploring every inch of her skin and it was just as soft if not more than he’d ever dreamed. Tiny flickers of electricity danced from his fingertips, tickling her skin and making her wiggle beneath his touch. The movement only made him want more. The entire party seemed to fall into a hazy thrum, everything was Gracie and nothing else mattered.
“Whoa,” Gracie seemed to breathe out as they pulled apart. “Was that Lightning?” She asked pressing her hand against his around her neck.
“They don’t call me the Prince of Thunder for nothing,” he laughed tucking his face against hers with the brush of his nose.
Thor chuckled, pink dusting his cheeks as he gazed down at Gracie. Everyone roared around them and patted Thor on his back, but he ignored it all. He only had one person on his mind. "Do you want to get away from all of the noise?" he asked, hoping that she'd be able to hear him.
Her bottom lip found a home between her teeth as she looked up at him through thick lashes and nodded her head softly.
Thor leaned down and stole another quick kiss as the tips of his fingers trailed down her arms to find her hands and wrap his fingers into hers. The two of them ignored the "ouu"s that echoed through the crowd as Thor pulled his girl through the house, leading her up the stairs and into his room, thanking the gods that he'd remembered to clean up before the party.
Pulling her into his body and wrapping his hands around his waist, Thor kicked his door shut behind them, shutting out the world so he could focus solely on the beautiful girl in his arms. His fingers teased the small bit of visible skin that peaked out between her shirt and the top of her grass skirt as he leaned down and pressed his lips back to Gracie's.
"Sorry," he whispered, pressing his forehead into hers and rubbing the tips of their noses together, "you have no idea how long I've waited to kiss you,"
“Are you okay? With the kiss, with this, with us. With me dragging you here to my room and away from our friends?” he asked her in a soft voice, thinking of how forward it looked bringing her in here, but he needed the quiet and the privacy of his room to say what he needed to say.
“Yeah, I’m okay. Better than okay.”
“Okay, I’m glad because I have a confession to make,” he prepared himself mentally for what he needed to say. He was ready to just blurt it out before he lost his nerve.
Thor sat on the bed and pulled Gracie down next to him. He shook out his hands and took a deep breath.
“Oh my god, is this that moment when the guy tells the girl he’s been crushing on her for years?!” Gracie gasped, pressing her hands across her mouth in the way she always does when she was trying to joke.
Completely thrown by her interruption Thor just gaped at her. He couldn’t tell if she was excited or disgusted.
“I… well, I mean, if you want it to be?” He mumbled, his face flaming.
“Oh Thunder, look at you, all pink-cheeked and lost for words. You’re adorable.”
Thor admired her, brushing his hand over her face. “I—,” he paused, I can do this he thought to himself. “There was a moment and it sounds cheesy but promise to listen?” he said trying to explain.
“Of course Thor,” she shifted beneath him, ready for his story.
“I was sitting cross legged on the west lawn because professor fury wanted fresh air and it was terribly grey that, I was frustrated with the yarn.” His brows kissed, “but you came down the steps, late for class and the clouds parted letting in the most beautiful streak of light. It highlighted the golden streaks in your hair and the way your eyes sparkle. The string didn’t matter anymore, the gods had shown me everything I ever needed.”
Gracie expression softened as she kissed him gently. “My sweet Prince,” she smiled, “it wasn’t the gods, when you are frustrated or angry the skies are grey, when you are happy and free we see nothing but sun.”
Thors fingers brushed against the sunflower on her shoulder. Thinking about how often it rained when Gracie was near and the answer was never. He swallowed tightly, nervous from his confession. His sunflower watching him with hazy, tipsy eyes.
Thor's blue eyes looked up to meet hers, scanning over her features as that feeling deep inside calmed itself like it always had when Gracie was near. The anxiety and fear melted away, bringing to light the full feeling of what he wanted to tell her. What he'd wanted to tell her for a long time.
"I have had a crush on you, since that day you stumbled in late for class and I saw that bright, magnetic smile for the first time," he whispered, running his tongue along his bottom lip and taking in a shaky breath as he placed his hand on the side of her neck, tangling his fingers into the baby hairs at the back of her neck, "The way your just you without fear, how you laugh at my dumb jokes, but I only make dumb jokes because they make you laugh. I love - seeing you happy. The way your eyes light up when it thunderstorms and the little doodles you draw in notebook instead of listening during class," he breathed out a laugh.
"Thor..." Gracie smiled, placing her hand on his chest with a soft smile, keeping her eyes on him.
Leaning forward, Thor placed his forehead against hers and squeezed his eyes shut, rubbing the tip of his nose against hers.
"I think I love you, my beautiful Sunflower," he whispered.
“Oh!” She breathed, her lips close to his. “I’m so relieved.”
“You are?” He asked softly, not wanting to burst what they’d created.
“Yeah I am, because in my first day in macramé, when I was panicking because my alarm hadn’t gone off and I couldn’t find my string, I ran into the seminar room and there was this giant goofball grinning at me. I thought the world had stopped turning, and then you patted the seat next to you and I thought my heart would explode.”
She sniffled a little and Thor pulled back just to check she was alright.
“See!” Gracie exclaimed. “That’s what I mean! You’re always there, making sure I’m alright.”
He shrugged, as if it were no big thing but it was, to her.
“I love you too, Thor.”
Thor smiled feeling like the weight of a thousand worlds has been lifted from his shoulders. He had thought of a thousand and one ways this moment could've gone since that fateful first sight of his sweet girl and he never even thought it'd be with her saying she loved him too. Once more her calm melodic voice had let him see the light amidst whatever grey might be laying beneath his stormy blues, and never wanted to imagine his life without her light again.
He dipped his lips to hers and whispered, "I'm just gonna kiss you now," a bashful chuckle slipping from his lips.
"Don't leave me holding my breath here, lover boy," she smiled, squeezing lightly atop his knee where her hand rested.
Their hands explored each other in new ways, like the landscape had changed in the few short moments they had been alone. Thor's heart was beating a million miles an hour and never before in his life had he been so happy for the adrenaline rush. The party downstairs was muted but the vibrations of the music thrummed up through his bed and into his veins as his lips crashed down on hers.
Kissing her felt like everything all at once. Like his favorite music, the sun first thing in the morning, the way the breeze cooled in the fall. Gracie replaced all of those things.
Thor ran his lips along her jaw as he turned and slowly laid her back onto his bed. “Gracie… can I… can I touch you? Explore you?” He breathed.
A soft whine dripped from her lips and Gracie nodded her head as she arched her back to press into him, bring their bodies closer together. Thor's mind was swimming with every possibility of how this night was going to go, but he relished the moment of having his girl - his sunflower wrapped in his arms.
"I need to hear you say it beautiful," he whispered against her skin, "please"
"Thor kiss me, touch me, show me how much you love me," she breathed out, taking his face in her hands and attaching their lips together.
He tried to stifle the groan that fell from his lips as his tongue found it's way into her mouth. His large hands slid down her body and found the exposed sliver of skin, tracing it with his fingertips and teasing her skin, living in all the sounds that came from deep within her.
“Is this really happening?” She whispered against his ear and Thor couldn’t stop the chuckle that bubbled up from deep within his chest.
“It really is, Sunflower,” he murmured back, drawing his fingers up her side as their kisses resumed once more.
Gracie giggled at the tickling trail his fingers made but her humour quickly turned to gasps of pleasure as he palmed her breast through her shirt.
“Off,” she insisted, “take it off!”
Thor didn’t have to be told twice. He gently helped her sit up before he removed her top, his lips instantly exploring any bit of skin he could reach.
He moaned, feeling as Gracie ram her fingers beneath his shirt, following the planes of his abs. “Gracie…”
A low chuckle came from deep within his chest as Thor sat up and pulled his dark t-shirt over his head, tossing it somewhere in his dark room. He peered down at the beautiful girl beneath him and shook his head once. A part of him was still in shock that she wanted him just as much as he wanted her.
"Fuck you're beautiful," she giggled, trailing her fingers up his abdomen lightly.
A noise that was a mix between a laugh and a growl escaped him, "I should be saying that to you, my love," he mumbled, leaning down to press light kisses to her stomach, trailing them upwards as he explored every inch of her exposed skin.
“Well you can say that last part again,” Gracie smirked, which quickly turned into a gasp as his lips wrapped around her nipple.
“You mean, my love?” He asked.
“Mmmhmm.”
“I’ll say it until you are tired of hearing it. My love,” he said, pressing kisses between her breasts as he move to tease her other nipple, each kiss punctuated by the words she’d asked to hear.
One hand slid down her torso and he teased his fingers along the waistband of her grass skirt drinking in the soft groans that she made. Feeling bold and self-indulgent, Thor left her breast and trailed his lips up and across to her shoulder. Pausing for a moment, almost in disbelief, he took in her form, the way she looked with eyes closed and head thrown back. She was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.
He lowered his head once more, tracing the sunflower on her shoulder with first his lips and then his tongue, earning himself more of her delicious sounds before he kissed his way back up to her mouth and captured her lips in a blistering kiss.
Thor felt as she fingers fumbled with the button of his jeans, making him chuckled as he reluctantly pulled away from her mouth.
“Do you need help?” He asked teasingly.
Gracie groaned and laughed, shaking her head as her arms came up and pressed on his shoulders, flipping him over. She settled her legs on either side of his hips and smirked playfully, peering down through her thick lashes.
"Nope, I can do it," she quipped back.
Thor ran his tongue over his bottom lip and watched her work as his hands found purchase on her ribs, she popped the button on his jeans and grinned confidently.
"God Gracie," Thor groaned, moving his hips up and pressing into her so she could feel what she was doing to him.
Gracie hummed, and leaned down, bringing his ear lobe between her teeth, "What do you want, baby boy?"
“You, gods, always you,” he groaned as she ground her hips against his.
Shimmying downwards, she pulled his jeans and boxers down his legs, biting her lip at the sight of his obvious arousal.
“That’s not fair, you’re not…” Thor began to protest but Gracie stopped him.
“I haven’t finished yet,” she grinned, shucking off her skirt, the shorts underneath and her panties, leaving them both naked.
She stared at him for the longest moment, taking in all of him in his golden glory. It was an unfamiliar feeling for Thor, being so vulnerable beneath the one who held his entire heart.
“Get back here Sunflower,” he joked but he knew she’d heard the secret vulnerability behind his words.
He tugged gently on her fingers bringing her back to him. She crawled across him, settling her hips against his. Skin against skin Thor lost control again, his lightning tickling at his fingertips as she kissed his stomach, creating a tender path toward his chest.
He tugged gently on her fingers bringing her back to him. She crawled across him, settling her hips against his. Skin against skin Thor lost control again, his lightning tickling at his fingertips as she kissed his stomach, creating a tender path toward his chest.
“Shit…” Thor’s head dropped to the mattress as he concentrated on the feeling of her hot lips on his skin. “That feels so good,” he murmured quietly, his hands slowly roaming any bit of skin he could reach.
Thor nearly whined when she stopped to say, “I like when you talk to me.”
He pressed his body down into the mattress in any attempt to slow the burning that coiled in the pit of his stomach as she kissed a line up his jaw.
“Don’t go quiet on me big boy,” she laughed, pushing back against him just to draw a ragged moan from his lips.
“What… do you want me to say?” He breathed. Thor held Gracie’s hips as he gently pressed upward, rubbing his cock against her.
“Shit Gracie,” he swore as she rolled her hips against him, sliding his full length between her legs as she crashed down against him for a kiss. “Keep doing that,” he breathed as she broke for air.
“This,” she pushed back against sliding against him causing his whole body to stutter beneath her. He couldn’t believe how good she felt and even in his wildest dreams it compared nothing to this.
“Yes!” He moaned, trying to roll against her as best as he could. “That… a lot more of that.”
Gracie placed her hands on Thor's broad chest and pushed herself up, grinding her hips down into him and allowing a sultry moan to drip from her lips as a playful smirk made an appearance. Gods, she was intoxicating. Thor wanted to mesmerize every inch of her body. Every thought in his head melted away until all that was left was Gracie. Her piercing blue eyes staring down at him and showing him just how much she cared for him.
Blue sparks flashed from his fingertips as he gripped her hips and rolled them over, pulling a giggle from her lips, "I need you sweetheart," he rasped, breathing in her scent as he nipped at her neck, "please,"
"God please," Gracie moaned with a grin, bucking her hips up into him and reaching up to tangle her hands in his hair.
"Anything for you," Thor teased against her lips as he lined them up and slowly pressed himself into her.
She wined as he filled her, stretching her out over him as he gripped her hips and deepened their frenzied kiss. She wiggled and whimpered everytime a little spark licked at her bare skin rolling down over him over and over until Thor couldn't think straight.
As Thor bottomed out, he rested his head against her shoulder. “I’m not hurting you am I?” He asked quietly. It was the last thing that he wanted to do.
Gracie shook her head and breathed deeply, pressing a soft kiss to the tip of his nose, "No I'm okay, you can move handsome," She smiled, trailing her hand down his spine to his lower back and pressing in, urging him to keep going.
Taking his time, Thor shifted his hips back slowly before thrusting back into her, moving his lips from hers to press wet kisses down her jaw to find purchase on her neck, "Fuck you feel incredible," he mumbled into his skin as he bucked his hips gently back into hers once more.
A deep groan fell from her mouth as she pressed her head into the mattress and closed her eyes, "I love you, Thor," she breathed, clenching herself around him and moving her hips up to meet his, "Fast baby, please"
He would do anything she asked of him. Thor wrapped his arm around her middle tugging her as close as he could as flipped them around and slid himself back so he was sitting. He helped her wrap her legs tightly around him as he continued to pump up into her, quickening his pace as she raked her nails down his back.
She let her head fall back, her hair cascading down her back over his arm. Moaning as her pebbled nipples rubbed against his chest and her legs squeezed him relentlessly.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he groaned, pistoning his hips into her willing body.
“Thor! Yes! God, don’t stop baby,” she moaned.
She clenched around him with her pleas, forcing his head to fall forward just to hold out that much longer. He had no plans to stop for as long as he could tempt it.
"Wouldn't dream of it," He groaned burying his face into the crook of her neck, his hand sliding from her waist to the back of her neck as he nibbled on her skin. The sounds of her mewls and whines muffled by the party going on behind his door. He felt her hands roam up his back knotting themselves into his hair and holding him firmly to her skin. Thor wasn't going to complain, he had noticed the heat of his breath casting waves of goosebumps over her skin over the soft pink marks his lips left on her body. A sight that only sent another jolt of warmth straight to his groin.
"Want you," He breathed, "always."
Gracie sobbed out another moan as his length hit that soft spot within her. Her words strained and punctuated with his thrusts as she whispered "Yours--always."
Thor was relentless, thrusting into her with strokes that kept her singing that beautiful tune in his ear. He could feel her body trembling as he tightened his grip, her doing the same in his hair.
“I feel like I’m flying,” she whined, “do the sparks,” she begged and he obliged. Tickling his fingers across her nipples, tiny shocks of lightning licking at the sensitive skin driving her to the edge of bliss.
“You’re so close, sweetheart,” he panted, feeling the lightning crackle at her nerves. “Let go for me, create the perfect storm.”
Thor could feel her cunt fluttering and clenching around him as their sounds mixed together in the sticky air of his room. Sheer bliss took over as he slammed himself into her. With one last clench and a deep moan, he felt her let go, muttering praises under her breath. She buried her face into his neck as stifled a whine as Thor kept up his pace, chasing his own high.
Tumbling over the edge, he spilled out with a ragged moan, peppering soft, wet kisses down her neck and over her shoulder, stopping to pay extra attention to the small sunflower.
"You're perfect, Gracie," Another kiss, "And so beautiful,"
"Holy fuck, baby," she breathed into his ear, kissing where his jaw met his neck, "I love you Thor, so much"
“Say it again,” he begged.
“I,” she kissed his collarbone, “love,” she licked a stripe of sweat from his peck, “you.”
She peered up at him with her last words and the smile on her face nearly broke everything in him. He couldn’t live without that. He couldn’t live without her.
Thor held her close to his chest and slid down the bed, falling back so they were laying together, side by side and a tangled mess of limbs. He pressed his lips to hers in a lingering slow kiss, pulling a soft moan from her.
Gracie pulled back, a seemingly permanent glowy smile plastered to her face that made pride swell in his chest for the simple reason of it being himself that put it there, "I could get used to this." She said softly her fingers tracing the edge of his jawline.
He trailed his own fingertips along her arm, tracing over the leaves on her sunflower tattoo and sparking tiny blue flickers of lightening against her skin. "I hope so," Thor rasped, "because I have no intention on letting you go Sunflower." His gaze met hers through thick lashes, "I love you so much, whenever I see you I feel like the gods made a mistake promising me Thunder when all I wanted was Sunshine."
Gracie only smiled as she looked at him with heavy eyes. “Then I will be all of the sunshine you could ever need, Thunder. Always.”
Thor hummed and tucked Gracie as close to his body as he could, relishing in the feeling of having his girl, his sunflower, finally in his arms. The feeling of her thumping heart against his skin, her sweet vanilla scent coming through on her sticky skin. He didn't want this moment to end.
Reaching up, he brushed his fingers through her dark hair, earning himself a soft smile as Gracie pressed a gentle kiss to his peck, "Whatcha thinking up there big guy?"
"I'm just waiting to see if I wake up, " he mused, chuckling quietly, "this could have been one incredible dream and I'm going to wake up on the front lawn with no pants on, and Natasha taking pictures just to post in Shield's dorms, and you, you ended up dancing with Quill and falling madly in love, and I'm just the sexy naked guy who throws great parties"
Gracie's musical laugh sounded through his room as she sat up, shaking her head at him, "Well I hate to break it to you, but I'm right here, and I'm all yours,"
"Ah that's exactly what dream you would want me to think," He pointed.
"Just shut up and kiss me," Gracie laughed again, leaning down and pressing her lips back to his, smiling into the kiss.
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Did You Just Grab My Ass?
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I don't know man. New fandoms. Weird thoughts. Cowboy love remains. Haven't really fleshed out this OC too much yet (and still learning about this actual game) but if I hear about a backflip one more time and don't actually see a backflip, I may scream.
Not as...detailed as I would usually like. But now my entire Youtube history is backflip videos.
Rating is because I may add something EVEN MORE SPICY to this. We'll see.
Didn't edit this one very well, it was just supposed to be a cute oneshot anyone.
If you enjoyed, please let me know!
For those of you that don't know me, I'm Bean and I hate writing! But I do it all the time. If you like my work and want to support me, you can buy me a Ko-fi. Never required but ALWAYS appreciated!
The sun was starting to set, not quite to the point of the horizon yet but far enough down to start the shift in colors - purples, orange, yellow. It was a gorgeous evening. The breeze was soft and pleasant, and it carried the scents wildflowers through the air.
Sybl observed as Nai'o leaned back against the fence post and sighed, tilting his head back and closing his eyes. He looked tired, and Sybl couldn't blame him. She knew what it was like to spend the whole day working hard. Ever since she arrived in this place, she was constantly on the go. Working in her garden, chopping wood, making candles, weaving, washing, cooking. She had a feeling it was no different for Nai'o, although the responsibilities may have been different.
He was nice, and easy on the eyes. A little awkward, sure, but Sybl thought that was endearing. There was no denying his good looks. Tall and strong with broad shoulders and a chiseled jaw. There was no shortage of admirers at the village, she assumed. And he seemed kind, always willing to help. Sybl had seen him carry heavy sacks of flour over his shoulders for the shopkeeper, or chop a huge block of wood with only a few swings. It was admirable - and distracting.
As she stood watching him, a smile on her lips, her eyes roamed over his body and she imagined what he might look like without his shirt. Maybe one day, when the heat became too much, he would take it off. She could get a glimpse at the muscles hiding underneath. Maybe she would get more than just a glimpse, if she was lucky.
She cleared her throat and pushed a strand of her grey hair behind her ear.
"Do you want to see me do a backflip?" She heard him ask.
Sybl was confused for a moment. What did he just ask her?
"Uhm...," she said, trying to wrap her mind around his question. What kind of question was that? Why would he ask that?
"I've been practicing. Do you wanna see?" Nai'o smiled, and Sybl could hear a hint of pride in his voice. He seemed confident in his abilities. She looked at him, he had one green eye, one blue. How interesting.
"Yes," she said, giving him a smile, crossing her arms and leaning against the fencepost beside him. "Show me."
The smile he flashed her was bright. It was the biggest smile she had seen on his face. It made her heart beat a little faster, and she felt a bit flushed. He stepped forward a bit and turned away from her. Sybl was suddenly looking at his back, his broad shoulders, his slim waist. She could see a hint of the muscles through his shirt. She wondered if he could lift her easily, hold her up against a wall...
She shook her head, blushing, trying to rid herself of the thought. Now wasn't the time.
"Are you ready?" He asked, the slightest bit of excitement in his voice.
Sybl nodded, before realizing he wasn't actually looking at her. "Yep!"
With a deep breath, Nai'o bent his knees, his feet spread shoulder-width apart, and - hesitated. Sybl could see his chest rise and fall. She wondered if he was nervous, or excited, or if he had actually ever done a backflip in front of anybody before.
He straightened, hand moving to the back of his neck. He didn't meet her eyes, a sheepish look on his face. "Nevermind. It's nothing."
"Nothing?" Sybl feigned her disappointment because she really hadn't known what to expect. "Oh, come on! You've got to show me."
Nai'o shook his head, his hand still on his neck as he turned back to her. "No, no, really. It's fine. I mean... It's stupid." He paused. "It was a stupid question. I shouldn't have asked."
"What? Why? No, it's not. Just tell me," Sybl said. She wanted to know what he meant, she wanted to see him do a backflip since he had been so keen to bring up that he wanted to show her - maybe to impress her, she wasn't entirely sure.
"I was just - it's stupid, it doesn't matter," he said, laughing a little, shaking his head, his gaze fixed on his boots.
"Hey," Sybl said, reaching out her hand. She gently placed it on his arm. She had never touched him before, but he was warm. She swallowed, and he looked up at her. "Show me."
He was staring at her, and it took him a moment to respond. "Can't." He said simply. "It's gotta be perfect. Don't want you to think I'm a total dork if I screw it up."
Ah, so there it was. She got it. He wanted her approval, and he didn't want to disappoint her. That was cute. He was cute. And from what she knew about him, didn't seem completely out of character. But the self doubt he portrayed with this confession tugged something in her heart then, and she found herself looking at the ground too.
"It's not that easy, y'know," Nai'o started again, quietly. "To say how you feel. It's a big thing." He paused, and she heard him inhale deeply.
Sybl felt her cheeks grow hot and she averted her gaze to his knees.
"You're... You're beautiful, and, uh," he laughed nervously. "It's really nice talking to you. It's - you're really sweet, and smart, and..." She could hear him exhale.
She looked up suddenly, and he looked like he could fall over from the velocity at which she lifted her head. She was sure her cheeks were bright red now. He looked terrified, but there was a glint of hopefulness in his eyes; a small smile on his face.
"Watch this." Sybl stated, reaching for the fence nearby, hoisting herself onto the wood with both of her hands.
"What are you doing?" She heard Nai'o ask from hind her.
"Backflip," she said, like if it was the most easiest thing in the world even though she hadn't the slightest idea on how to do a backflip. She took a moment to position herself, her legs spread slightly and her arms positioned as well. She took a deep breath and bent her legs, feeling a slight burn, and pushed herself up, arching her back and flipping her legs over her head - and instant regret followed as her back collided, but not with the ground, but with Nai'o, who had reached out to catch her, and stumbled back.
Sybl groaned in pain, and she heard Nai'o grunt underneath her.
"Ouch," she breathed, her body throbbing.
"Uh-huh," Nai'o agreed.
"I'm sorry," she muttered, her hand finding its way to the back of her head.
"No worries," Nai'o said, his voice muffled as Sybl sat up and he was no longer directly underneath her. She scooted off of him and sat down, looking away. She heard him sit up.
"So... Are we gonna talk about what just happened or...?" Nai'o asked, trailing off.
"I, um. I don't know," Sybl said, putting her hands in her lap. "I didn't - it seemed like the only idea I had."
"You didn't bend your knees right," he mumbled, then stopped.
She looked over at him, raising and eyebrow. "What?"
"Your form," he said, speaking up. "You didn't have the right form. That was the problem."
"That was the problem...?" She questioned.
Nai'o paused, turning away from Sybl as she stood back up and brushed her hair back into place.
"Yeah," he confirmed, bouncing up from the ground with ease. "Let me show you."
He turned to face her, positioning his legs in a similar way as Sybl had tried before, bending at his knees, and hopped up, flipping over. Instead of flailing the way Sybl had before, he landed safely back onto his feet.
Sybl's eyebrows shot up in amazement. "How did you do that?" She asked in surprise.
He looked away, but Sybl could see a small smile creeping onto his face as she brushed her hands on her jeans.
"Show me how." She said, picking up on the slight demand in her voice. But he really had made it look so easy, she wasn't going to just let him be smug about it.
Nai'o shrugged. "Don't you think you need to try like... a cartwheel first?" He asked her.
"No, just tell me how to do it," she protested, holding her hands up in defense.
"Why would you go straight to doing it like that?" He questioned, arching an eyebrow at her.
"You did!"
The farmboy gave her an incredulous look, and if it wasn't one of the cutest look she had ever seen.
"Not until I'd practiced. Like you need to do," he stated.
She sighed loudly. She knew that, and he didn't need to say it. Still. It was important. If he didn't give her help, who was she going to get it from?
He huffed a bit, crossing his arms, knee sticking out slightly. "Fine." He relented. "But I'm going to spot you."
"Of course," she conceded, taking a step towards him.
"You ready?" Nai'o prompted. He moved to her side, she felt his hand hover over the small of her back, and she wasn't sure if she shivered or not, but she felt something, felt her hair stand on end.
"Yeah," Sybl replied, unsure.
"When you're in the air, you gotta control your limbs," he instructed. She was surprised how business-like he got, the playful tone gone from his voice. "That's what messes most people up. You fall out. Control yourself, okay? Go ahead. I've got your back," Nai'o urged.
Sybl hesitated, and took a breath in, closing her eyes and counting herself up and down, exhaling slowly. And when she opened her eyes, she nodded to herself, steeling her resolve and readying herself to flip backwards. She wasn't going to be put off, she was determined. She hopped, legs together, and flipped backwards - just like before, but her mind had turned the full focus onto flipping, and landing on her feet... And it had gone surprisingly well...except for her spotter grabbing her ass halfway through to help her completely flip back.
She spun to him, completely red.
"Did you just- grab my ass?" She squawked at him in incredulity, while he tried and failed to keep a straight face, doubling over laughing.
"You did that wrong!" He managed between fits of giggles, completely evading the accusation. "I said I would spot you!" He huffed, clearing his throat and seeming to try to look more mature again. Still, there was a glint of humor in his eyes as he regained composure, remorse crossing his features as he realized his action may have come off worse than intended. "Uh- hey-" he scratched the back of his head and fumbled a bit before mumbling. "-sorry."
She shook her head.
"It's fine. Your, uh, sense of humor can just use some work, I guess," She blushed, not knowing whether to smile or glare. "Did I do it right, at least?" She changed the subject back, and looked at her own body, making sure it was all there and unhurt. She'd let it go- only because he had seemed like he was genuinely sorry if he made her uncomfortable.
But no, the truth was, she'd been just about to jump out of her skin because her body felt like it was burning when he had touched her. It was just a bit hard to say, especially when he seemed kind of socially inept.
But her little comment seemed to get his mind back on the proper subject again.
"I'd say yes. But not really," He sounded less accusatory and more amused now. "It's really a matter of timing. You weren't bad," He added in a kinder voice.
Sybl was relieved by his gentler manner, but it seemed that he did feel a responsibility towards teaching her.
"That's the biggest thing...you don't need to-"
She tried to focus on the words he was saying, but all she could focus on was his mouth. Watching how it moved, wondering how soft his lips felt and...she had to tear herself away from watching his mouth and tune her ears into his words again.
"Like, your jump isn't coming from your legs- your back has to arch back too so you get all the way over..."
"Can you repeat that last part, please?" Sybl asked him sweetly with a sheepish smile.
His cheeks dusted with blush at her smile, and he coughed slightly, repeating his words.
"Um, sorry-" Sybl mumbled. He had told her to try to jump without her legs? Something like that.
"To uh- really get good at jumping, the energy actually doesn't start in your legs." He seemed hesitant, like he was unsure about whether he could keep speaking, but he kept going anyway, obviously very passionate about this. "It comes from your back, and then your legs..."
His eyes darted back to the field as his sentence trailed off, but then he shook himself slightly. Perhaps he was getting distracted too.
"Don't forget to really...thrust back," He instructed, but she caught the falter in his voice as he said it. Was the word 'thrust' particularly suggestive? Did he notice it and did he say it anyway? Oh, goodness, why did the sun suddenly get so much hotter?! Wait, the sun wasn't even up anymore, dusk was beginning to settle in. She could barely hear his following sentence, something about timing. He looked worried again, but before she could say something, he continued talking.
"...Your hips..." Nai'o paused for a moment and cleared his throat, his face still flushed. "If you move your hips like-while you...you jump." Was this even about backflips anymore? She felt so hot and her stomach was tight and it all got worse when she noticed his throat moving as he gulped.
Her eyes widened and her mouth was open but she didn't remember making her jaw move. "My...I..." Her breathing hitched a bit, but she still didn't feel like she was able to do anything with her body but stand there and stare at him. "Show me...um- show me. please?" She pleaded softly, desperately, trying her best to pretend her face was still normal, that she was still okay. Her hands were curled tightly in the front of her pants and she was sure her heart would burst out of her chest and do cartwheels across the clearing. Why was his voice that way? That was so, so much worse.
Her breath was growing more ragged. What could he think right now? Probably that she was such a freak, all wound up for no good reason because a nice man showed her kindness, all red and twitchy and-
"Sybl?"
"Ah-yes! Y-yes, sorry?"
He was worried. His voice, it was like- like this...raw silk-ness wrapping her up in warmth and softness. It didn't match his figure but made him just all the better. What the hell was happening?
"Do you want-," He was really working his neck right now, trying to get those words out of his mouth. "...Do you need..."
"I'm sorry, yes?" She snapped back out of it. Was that rude to not let him finish what he said? Probably. Ugh, who was she even? He looked hurt that he had her attention now.
"Can I kiss you?" His eyes bore straight into her, his body tense, and his expression uncertain.
He asked to kiss her, that was okay, he just wanted to kiss her. That was- oh goodness, oh boy. This was a lot, a good kind of lot. "Uh..."
A small sound escaped from her lips and Nai'o - absolutely too nice Nai'o who understood everything even if she had no idea herself, realized he might have made a mistake. No way, she wouldn't let him take it back. That was enough to scare Sybl back to life.
"Yeah- yep! You can totally uh- yes?"
She said nothing more, feeling all kinds of heat bursting across her cheeks. Particularly her ears seemed like they were ready to explode any moment. What would his hands feel like? What would his breath feel like? Would he say anything? How close could he get? What about if he touched her? What if her lips were dry- would that be unpleasant?
"Sybl..."
This again, his voice a bit rough and making her name sound like a velveteen poem. This was not real, couldn't be real, and certainly not for her. But it was here and right now he was making an effort to show her exactly that. A step forward and his warmth was engulfing her. One hand finding a careful home on her waist and the other one taking hers other. Her first move was to breathe him in. Warmth, fresh like earth after the rain, with hints of dried flowers and wooden earthiness. A touch of wood smoke, and that was all his breath coming closer.
So this is what he smelled like. If he was so comfortable standing here and giving her the option to either push him away or welcome him in she was definitely going to get greedy.
"Can I come closer?"
Wasn't he already so close already, his chest brushing against her breasts, his lips right above her own? She still felt that prickling sensation crawling over her back as if her body wasn't sure what it was supposed to do. So much heat building and pooling somewhere behind her belly button and deeper still. It wasn't an urge but it felt good all the same. He must have noticed. His mouth twitched with something unspoken, and the sound that rumbled low in his chest - not really a growl. More a deep hum as if he approved. He knew this was making her tingle. He could smell it, probably; and he didn't seem the least bit unhappy with it.
"Why wouldn't I let you close?" She breathed.
This was just one of her questions. Why would he want to get close? She had an inkling, she'd tried to figure this out, yet this was only half the equation. But before she could bother to ask more he'd dipped a bit and closed the space between his lips and hers. First the rough scratchy texture, then the wetness of a tongue slipping over her bottom lip. A shock of sheer warmth was rushing straight through her belly down between her thighs. Her thoughts slipped into a heap, and every cell in her body jumped and lit up.
When he withdrew she stared. He kept quiet, his chin dipping low in front of his chest. Was he breathing her in still? Something else in the mix of his earthiness and wood fire was simmering into her scent; a tang of rising desire. For all her worrying he didn't even mention it or ignore her completely. A part of her brain was still capable enough to comprehend that as a good sign. So really, the only thing she could really try to do was kiss him back, her hands reaching for the sides of his face and easing onto her tip toes to put her mouth where she wanted it.
All the tight coiling and straining in her abdomen had long burst free and spread over every inch of skin on her body, making her light-headed and shivery all over. This must be how it felt to kiss, it dawned on her, just how intensely satisfying kissing someone could feel. She pressed her tongue in deeper to trace the full swell of his lower lip and coax it apart to learn what his mouth was like beyond the sweet slip and press of their tongues. The thought of taking his tongue into her mouth again just flooded her with a shiver that threatened her knees, and she slid a hand back into his neck to press him down a little lower where she could keep up easier. The insides of his cheeks were rougher than hers but so incredibly slick and warm and alive...
He pulled away, "Whoa Sybl...hold on." His voice a growl as he cradled her shoulders, watching her heavy-lidded gaze open a fraction, trying to read into what his was getting at. His mouth was barely parted and moist now from her mouth; his gaze darting off to the right side of her, and back at her.
It took her a few heartbeats and deep breaths, both their chests still moving in sync, before she managed a weak reply. "Hm?" Her nails scraped lightly, involuntarily over his scalp as her fingertips eased out, languidly raking back some of his blond strands into order again.
"It's getting dark...late... I mean the evening's coming fast now and—"
"I should go home." She finished his sentence in the faintest whisper and suddenly went very, very still. Home was...home meant leaving him, going back alone. Her mouth trembled softly with a slow, sultry pout of reluctance.
What about another kiss...or two? Who cared if it was dark... Or that there might be rumors about her and Nai'o now... Oh but wait, she didn't know yet... Was this a promise that it was really gonna happen...sometime soon maybe?
His nose brushed her forehead as he murmured a husky laugh, drawing his head back to gaze at her flushed expression. "I'll see you tomorrow?" he asked, not bothering to hide a rather satisfied grin.
"Y-yea...of course." It came out in a broken rush as she quickly struggled to compose herself. All these overwhelming feelings. What was that strange quiver running through her stomach again. Gosh she needed a glass of water, or ice cold dunk in the lake to cool down.
"Of course you'll see me," she teased, chuckling self-consciously while letting her eyes rove around his handsome face. Then her hand shot to the middle of his chest to play with the top button on his shirt, the first thing her fingertips touched, without thinking as her glance lingered. "Even if we'd say we wouldn't meet, I bet you'd still manage to show up somewhere and run into me anyway."
She hadn't even dared to fully admit it to herself yet. Sybl knew her flirting had turned more and more subtle...and eventually deeper feelings had welled up as well. For some strange reason she did not like being the more forthright one... so her subtle approach had worked, instead? Her expression turned sober at this moment as her glance jumped back up. "Thank you for showing me how to do a backflip. Maybe we could practice again some time, if you have time..."
"Maybe we should," he agreed softly, giving her a roguish little half-smile. He stepped away at last, putting a proper amount of distance between them so her body wasn't pressed to his, so he could actually breathe a moment. He started towards the orchard.
The warmth seemed to remain in her cheeks, like a little pocket of his body heat had settled there. Sybl huffed, reaching up to tug at her roots as she watched him walk away.
"That's it?" She mumbled to herself, shaking her head before shaking out her arms at her sides. It would certainly be hard to sleep that night. No matter how many times her head would hit her pillow, her mind wouldn't calm down. Not as long as the memory of this kiss stayed. The soft, gentle pressure on her lips that she had dared to answer; hoping so much that she wasn't doing any of it wrong.
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hiii!! your artstyle is SO COOL to me- as in sometimes i'll just stare at some of your pieces because theyre all so great. i was wondering if you were comfortable sharing your process when it comes to art?? i'd love to see how you do things!
Hi!! I'm sorry this took so long to answer, I hope you still find it useful. It means a ton to me that you enjoy my art so much! <3 It's easy to feel discouraged by the Invisible Hand of Internet Engagement, so I really appreciate your ask.
General thoughts (NOT rules, just things I consider or do a lot):
Things that appear one solid color irl can be broken down into multiple colors through artistic interpretation. I see a lot of beginner artists paint trees as solid green, when there's a lot of yellows, blues, and browns in there! A FANTASTIC example of this is jadenvargen, whose color use is masterful and I can only aspire to emulate one day.
Base colors are not saturated; saturation is reserved for pops of color and details
Shadows are purples, blues, and greens
Reference is your best friend!!!
So the nitty gritty for those who want to see: with digital art there's two main avenues I take. The first one is lineart, and the second is painterly. All IDs are in alt text.
My process for lineart pieces:
I always start off with a sketch; for this example I'm using one of my pieces from @/mylittlefusions (that isn't actually posted yet but will be later today) - a Grogar and Trixie MLP G4 fusion. I like to fiddle with brush selections until I get the effect I want, and then go slow on the lineart to make sure it's how I want it, so this can be time consuming!
I've been trying for distinct shapes; I hate when my art gets muddled, I feel like the end piece is less impactful when I don't put in the right amount of contrast and distinctive silhouettes. Just something I've been thinking about and trying to improve.
Then I add base colors, going for slightly desaturated colors. I like to use saturated/bright tones to contrast or draw attention to something. I put the base-base colors down in one layer and then add details as a mask layer:
Then comes shading!! I'm a big fan of a multiply layer set to cool tones like blue, so I usually start there. If I think it needs to be different I can change it later. In this instance, I filled the whole canvas in the shading color as a mask over the base colors, and then erased where needed. Now that the shading is done, I often go back and color the lineart :)
Last but not least is my favorite part, painting on top! The extent to which I do this depends on what I think is needed, but I usually at least paint on top of the multiply shading to add some nuance, i.e. the greener bits on the background limbs. Here I added bright magic outlines to pop from the more desaturated character.
My more painterly style is a different story though! I use the same thoughts about color and shading, but I usually forgo multiply layers entirely and just do colors by eye. I still do a sketch, usually. Here is an example using my Lae'zel / Shadowheart piece.
The sketch is a disaster zone lol - but I painted below it using base tones, again desaturated. Once I feel I don't need the sketch anymore, I keep painting, making a new layer when I feel like being cautious about a change I'm making.
After I feel that I've got base colors down, it's time to get more contrast in using darker and/or more saturated colors! Then, like with my lineart process, I paint more details on top of everything else - reflections, jewelry, body hair, etc. I try to communicate shadow and distance with purples and blues, but I'm still working on it.
Another example real quick, where i did my typical lineart process base work and then painted on top of the shadow layer and the entire piece as a whole:
Thanks for reading if you stuck around, and thank you for the ask, friend! ^^
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Royal Luxe Birthstone Calicos
Glitter catz....because why not? Read on for more pictures and thoughts!
When I first started this project, I didn’t originally set out to make all twelve birthstones. The original concept was to make “luxury” catz based off of materials often associated with luxury decor or jewelry: abstract alcohol ink paintings, geodes, crystals, gemstones, marble textures, gold foil, etc. As the project ventured into gemstone territory it sparked the idea to do the rest of the birthstone calendar.
Carmin was made after I made the ruby birthstone. With ruby and garnet being so similar, it was tricky to make the garnet texture look a bit different from Ruby. If you look closely there’s a hint more “pink/magenta” to it than the ruby one.
More purple catz. I think I have the purple color down pat now.
I’ve been working on a set of “snow/ice” textures and ended up pulling from that collection to make this aquamarine birthstone.
I knew diamond was going to be a challenge. This was as good as I could get it.
Emeralds have never really been a favorite gemstone of mine but Emily has made them grow on me a little bit.
June has 3 official birthstones: pearl, moonstone, and alexandrite. Having failed to achieve pearl and moonstone, I went with alexandrite. I named her Alexandra. *slow clap*
This one came along without much difficulty. The petz palette seems to be fairly forgiving of reds.
Sincerest apologies to my fellow August-born comrades - the petz palette hates green. I really seem to struggle more with greens than with purples - which is weird when you consider that the petz palette has more greens to work with than purple.
Didn’t have too much trouble with this one but blues can still be tricky as they can come out more “vibrant” than intended.
Went for a blush / pink quartz look here.
My only lingering critique with November is that there isn’t that much of a difference between the orange textures. I just didn’t want anything to be too yellow or too brown.
This one is a little different than the others in that it doesn’t use the gold glitter texture that the other ones have. It resulted in a more matte but metallic look that worked well with turquoise.
I don’t know if anyone else grew up reading the children’s book series “The Jewel Kingdom” by Jahnna N. Malcolm but these four birthstones in particular were named after the jewel princesses, Roxanne, Sabrina, Emily, and Demetra.
These last two are not part of the birthstone calendar but are part of the original "luxury" concept. This pink one was actually the first one I made in this whole collection.
Same thing here - another one I made before I turned this into a birthstone project. I was going for a luxury marble look.
That’s it for now. I was going to try to include some gifs because you really can’t appreciate the glitter effect of these textures without seeing them in motion. However, I struggled to capture any and in any case, this ended up being quite a vertical blog as it is.
As always, thanks for stopping by!
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Ages and Lil' facts about this blog's Au and it's characters.
Puppets:
Yellow
He's somewhere between 14 to 16 in this au (I know some people dislike having him be a child or in this case a teen but there's a reason for this.)
He may or may not have mild autism (?)
His eyes are a dark green but turn to a neon lime-ish color when his batteries are changed.
He can't exactly remember his death, all he remembers are smells, brief moments and someone yelling for him to get out of the way.
He likes drawing and sometimes paints with Paige (Sketchbook) although he avoids the color green.
He's not allowed to use the stove after he and Paige nearly set the kitchen on fire.
He's allowed to help out though.
He sees Red as a father figure while he sees Duck as more of a uncle, dad and grandpa mashup abomination.
He's well-liked by most of the teachers.
His room is painted dark green and he has those glow in the dark stars glued to his ceiling.
Red
Somewhere between 25-27 in this au.
He cut his hair once and it grew back within 24 hours.
Yellow gifted him a apron that says 'Don't make me poison you' in cursive letters, he was mildly concerned about it but he wears it every time he cooks.
The main dad of the group
Red likes puzzles.
Since I'm pretty sure he's naked all the time in Canon, in this au he wears red hoodies and sweatpants if he isn't in denim or something else.
See's Yellow as a son and a little brother combo and sees Duck as a housemate (but later on as his best friend)
All he remembers about his death is that he drowned and that he was on a family trip.
His room is painted a grayish blue.
Duck
27 - 31 in the au.
He used to be a Staff Sergeant in the air force before his death.
He collects magnets.
He prefers not to cook and leaves that up to Red and the teachers.
Sees Red as his best friend and his opinion on Yellow changes.
He unironically has some cannibalistic tendencies.
He has little to no memory of his death.
His room is forest green and he has a bunch of military themed things in his room.
Simon (Written and created by @neemsstuff aka my beloved best friend!)
Dude died via cult sacrifice (Not the love cult)
He's like a cat, he gives the people he likes dead stuff.
His favorite color is purple.
He’s sensitive to people bringing up his disabilities, often becoming irritated or just dismissive.
He is territorial towards his close friends and “family”, not allowing strangers to even come near them.
He is autistic and has a lot of cat related vocal stims, especially purring and meowing at people :3
He is the only puppet to know his name.
Teachers:
He also has a problem with trying to eat everything and some of the teachers.
He met Lesley once while he was going to make coffee and she was stealing coffee in the middle of the night, he's terrified of her.
Sketchbook/Notebook (Paige)
Her bedroom is splattered in different paint colors she regularly draws on her walls.
She has a humanoid form and a puppet form, why you ask? Because I can draw it.
She doesn't have much control over what she does in her song other then the lyrics and being creative.
Her favorite one of the trio is yellow she thinks he has artistic talent.
Gets along well with almost all of her fellow teachers.
Unlike most of the others her death was a slow and mostly painless death by carbon monoxide poisoning in her home along with her S/o.
She remembers bits and pieces of her death and life, the teachers remember a bit more then the puppets.
Tony the talking Clock
His room is filled with clocks and other steampunk themed things.
Like Paige he too has a human and a puppet form, he hates both of them.
He had more control in his song minus the whole rotting the trio thing.
He has a questionable amount of bowties.
He gets along with most of the other teachers.
He remembers the day of his death in full detail.
He died of carbon monoxide poisoning in his home with his S/O (not so subtlety hinting).
Colin the computer
He hates freelancers.
He enjoys helping in the kitchen.
He will murder you if you like NFTS.
He died via electrical shock.
He has zero memory of dying.
He has a humanoid form, he looks like a nerd.
He just chills out on the desk and his room is in his digital world, it's very glitchy.
Him and Electracy are have sibling vibes.
He likes to pull pranks on literally everyone no one is spared, he is scared of Tony though and Duck, Duck bites.
Electracy
She sleeps in the electoral box.
She died by getting electrocuted while on the job.
She also has zero memory of dying.
Her and Colin died on the same day in different places.
She likes playing Pokemon.
She likes roller skating.
She like the others have a humanoid form less nerdy then Colin.
She does NOT LIKE COOKINg.
Ti (My oc!)
Her full name is Ativan but she prefers being called Ti.
If you refuse to sleep she will go feral and hold a pillow over your face until you pass out.
Her hat is basically her hair, she can cut it and it grows.
She vaguely remembers her death.
She doesn't really understand that she's dead, she just remembers being taller.
She has a whole cabinet of whatever dead stuff Simon gives her, it smells terrible.
She used to be a sleep therapist before she died.
She died from exhaustion, like she dropped dead.
She uses Simon as transportation.
SHE HATES SHRIGNOLD.
She rarely sleeps so she makes sure her 'friends' get the sleep she can't.
Shrignold
He and his cult live right behind the house.
He tries to set everyone up in a romantic setting.
Is he dead? Did he die, is his cult dead? Mass cult suicide?
He avoids Simon like the plague after he nearly bit off his wing.
He still tries to get yellow to join his cult, Red smacks him with a broom every time he comes near him while duck starts yelling about disrespect and Simon just tries to CHOMP down on his wings.
He stole a key so now he can enter the house whenever he can.
He's homophobic but everyone likes him better then Warren.
He recruited Warren into his cult.
Everyone tolerates him and prefers the homophobic cult leader to Warren.
Unemployed Brendon
He published a novel.
He writes murder mystery, mystery, thriller and romance novels!
He died young.
He accidentally overdosed.
He's the older one!
He likes to draw with Yellow.
He has a bear shaped kids plate.
Briefcase
He's the unemployed one but he doesn't know that.
He died on his first day to work.
Also died tragically young but not as young as his brother.
Him and his brother know their dead but don't mention it.
I project my siblings issues into them
Him and his brother have sibling bonding days where they watch movies.
Roy and Lesley
They're married.
Sometimes happily sometimes not.
Roy does drugs like a lot of them.
The drugs don't work neither does the alcohol.
Are they both dead (?)
Sometimes they're affectionate to Yellow.
And the rest of the time they're not.
Lesley is more affectionate then Roy.
Roy knows that's not fully his son.
his son is dead
Lesley worked on children cartoons while Roy was a free lancer.
Red and Duck DO NOT LIKE ROY they don't know about Lesley.
Roy does not like Simon, Simon likes him though.
He has kicked Simon, Lesley thinks their 'friendship' is hilarious.
Lesley makes stuffed toys in her spare time.
Roy burned down the old house not because of the dead bird or yellow it was to get them into THAT house.
Lesley and Roy live in the upper rooms, they have a kitchen, bathroom and the like.
Roy likes roast beef.
Bonus facts:
Lesley likes tea and coffee.
Lesley likes to steal coffee at midnight when the teachers and puppets are asleep.
They all live in the same house.
Are they in purgatory?
Please send asks this blog thrives on em'
Mostly everyone is platonic, there are a few romantic pairings.
Found family.
Yellow's name is David I don't care if that's not technically confirmed it's his name here.
The group from the jobs episode is also dead, I wonder if they'll appear here?
Warren slander if on the rare occasion someone asks for him, he will be bullied by me making the other characters bully him, I do not like him.
Alrighty thank you for reading!
#dhmis askblog#dhmis au#dhmis#dhmis red guy#dhmis yellow guy#dhmis duck#dhmis red#dhmis sketchbook#dhmis electracey#dhmis notebook#dhmis oc#don't hug me i'm scared#dhmis warren#dhmis lesley#dhmis roy#dhmis colin the computer#dhmis shrignold#dhmis tony the clock#dhmis padlock#dhmis notepad#dhmis tony#ask blog#au#askblog#wow that's a lot of tags
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Hmm... HMMM... someone to replace MK, huh...? HMMM.. HMMMMMMMM...?? Maybe... I dunno... maybe Feylow can somehow take MK's place..?? Maybe they get separated from Chara at some point.
you know what? color-wheel wise, if I made Feylow's wings green instead of brown, I think that'd work. Feylow, as a character, works as an extension of Chara and the two as a pair.* Maybe... hear me out... the group isn't split up at all. yes, I'd have to draw 4 characters instead of two sets of 2 and 3, but like, I don't need to make a whole new character...
*(LOL vocaloid truly is on the brain because i'm thinking about rin and len who both share the color yellow. how fitting!)
In this diagram the dynamic also checks out. I've always had the two groups separated because that makes the most sense to pace things- an A and B plot so neither takes up too much screen time and neither seems "obsessive" but... does that mean they have to be separated?
like, think about it, Chara and Feylow are being buddy-buddies, Frisk is trying to sway Suzy into Friendship and Suzy just wants to get tf out of there. what about that needs to make them apart? Frisk, at first, is totally down for the adventure. Like, whatever man, #party #friendship. Chara is doing their own lil thing but is being a supportive and happy friend. It's not until when Chara is trying to make this adventure permement and rewind time that Frisk takes issue.
Feylow, in this new role, needs some adjustment. Cause rn they just work as a stand-in for Ralsei, and would be a bit of a doormat. AND Frisk kinda already serves as the Ralsei's "get on the side of good!" role. So Feylow is redundant. I guess you could say Chara works as a Chaotic version of Lancer, who'd befriend Suzy -and be more of a motive for Chara to eventually let go of the past and have some hope for the future.
Chara and Suzy both have trouble with people -it's why Chara is so connected to their first friend (Asriel) and Frisk (who they shared a SOUL with). Chara and Suzy can relate in hating the world. I feel Suzy would want to side with them, but also like, Chara can't let go of Asriel, and being a kid, which alienates Suzy.
Idk. this group dynamic is frickin weird lmao. Feylow needs to be more than just "perfect" because that's too similar to Ralsie's "I need to be a doormat to be a good friend" mentality. It's like.... a mix of the DR group dynamic but placed in weird spots...
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bad buddy ep 8 (rewatch)
how many times does pran pull out his entire (extremely intense) set of markers and not use them:
total so far: //// /
this is the episode of call backs, and references, and improved scenes. also one of the episodes which fully destroyed me with the ending on first watch.
starting with improv scene one, i love that this was nanon's idea. it's so cute and the fact that ohm clearly hated it in real life, as well as in character, perfect.
this ep is also the saga of orange. it's all neutrals, orange, and green, unless they're in private or, in one case w pat and rugby.
the entire episode has them in colors that aren't their own, but put blue/red/yellow in the background, or as accents.
i really like that they've done this because it shows them trying to acclimate to this change in their relationship. and also the fact that they have to hide everything even more intensely now. it can only exist in the background.
reference no. 2 to the outside world, the happy birthday song that ohm plays on the xylophone for nanon (iirc it's for him, but might be for someone else on set). this whole scene was cute af.
the giiirls, in their green and yellow. honestly i am so so grateful we got them.
and got to see ink shut wai the fuck down.
reference no. 3, the nanon and sizzy song, which ngl not even this scene could get me to actually like.
also! this is when wai sees them. this is so early. which makes his outing them soooo much worse, because the entire bar convo happens after this, ://
once more iirc i think part of the clumsiness was just love. which is again, perfect casting, extremely cute.
also omg i love this scene.
and now that i've seen that mastermind edit of ink, i am wondering if she had the whole "call to cancel on us" thing planned with the other club member lol
i just, i mean, look at how cute. also the call back to the call backs. this pat just makes me,,,,, ,, ,
so the exception to the exceptionally orange ep. which is intriguing, because this is what he's wearing when pat thinks he might have been found out by his friends. and also as he's feeling sad over the rooftop phone incident. and it shows like a commitment to this relationship and his desires for it to be more out and loud which he tries to keep hidden from pran because he knows that pran's not ready for that yet. it's such a bold choice and so good at conveying pat's feelings. once more, this fucking show.
this head pat is truly one of my faves. also just the blue/red more peripheral with the orange in the center, with yellow inside of that, and also doom green. it's saying so much!!!
ok so the fact that wai heard this, and knew or suspected something with pat and didn't bring it up and instead outed them. just, i'm not like a wai hater (and also not an apologist lol, just a find wai amusing in his terribleness), but someone said he had main character syndrome and truly. (also just finished ep 9 and that episode makes wai so goddamn annoying).
also, i know the 'when did i teach you to lie' or w.e line is deeply terrible, considering everything. but truly this line was the worst for me. because it's also a blatant lie. but one that i don't even think ming realized he's lying about.
like he has intervened in pat's life so much. pat wouldn't even be playing rugby if he hadn't been all, rugby best, be mvp. and it is implied it's like that for a bunch of other stuff, likely with his major too. and then he has the audacity to say this. fuck this man.
look this incredible well done diegetic music plus flashback ugh. i don't even like flashbacks, but this ep used them so effectively.
the flashbacks during this xylophone scene, with again, diegetic music. this show! the call back to the same technique from the previous scene but now sad af. it's simply so good at destroying me.
and finally to my favorite theme of this whole episode. it's patpran learning about each other's boundaries and learning to respect them. and looking at the difference between love as a feeling and love as an action.
i love that this show doesn't have them magically be perfect together because they've had feelings since high school. instead it shows that having feelings is different to embodying, enacting, being a person in a relationship.
i fucking love this episode. it's so good. i say that about every ep though.
#bad buddy#bad buddy ep 8#it's been a week#but i finally got back to it#badbuddyrewatch#also if you could not tell#the ming line was basically lifted verbatim from my parent's lips#and it's one of those things that make me so mad
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Alright, I couldn't decide how to best present my thoughts about this art challenge, so here's just a summary screenshot to start with - if you would like to see the big versions with the lore you can check out my tag, and the actual list itself is here!
And without further ado, here are my thoughts on this art challenge and finishing it!
Things that helped me finish the challenge
Taking a break day (or two) a week – I have a day job so this was absolutely required to not burn out, lol
Having a theme – This was nor originally intentional, but keeping it worldbuilding related really helped me come up with ideas as there were several prompts where I was just coming up with nothing otherwise.
Small canvas size – These are all fairly small - it was a 6x6 pad. Originally thought it was going to be too small, but ended up being perfect. Since I opted to do full blown scenes I don’t think I would have finished otherwise
Limited Palette/Materials – I learned this from completing previous challenges, but the fewer decisions I have to make the easier it is to do these. This one happened to actually be ink (see materials section) but I have done challenge before with like, "single set of markers"
Displaying the Art – I didn’t like having a loose stack of completed pictures, so I bought a 6x6 photo album to store them in. This was a great decision as they look very cool in there I was very motivated to complete the set
Completion Stickers - Yes, I am 2 years old. I had a paper list where I was putting stickers next to each word as I completed it, and it was very satisfying >_>a
Stuff I liked
Able to practice a medium - Yeah by the end I was feeling way more confident with ink and different techniques (wet on wet, wet on dry, etc)
Got to practice scenes and lighting – I even fit in a ton of OC cameos
Posted all pieces regardless of quality - Although this was not my first list-based challenge it is the first one I posted ALL pieces for
Got some fun pieces to revisit later - There are quite a few I REALLY like for different reasons so it would be fun to do them again later, but spend more time
Kept a consistent quality for the whole challenge - It was tempting to "get lazy" at the end but I think I managed to keep the same general quality the entire time
Used up a bunch of pages in a sketchbook I’m not overly fond of by doing tons of thumbnails - To be quite honest, if I have a sketchbook I hate enough (because the paper is bad or whatever) I will often uh, dismantle them. 8Da; I am not overly fond of the one I'm currently using, but now there's only about 14 pages left so, I will persevere.
Stuff I didn’t like
Time commitment required - Even with the breaks, I was spending almost all evening for 5 weeks working on these, which was a little Much for me. I will have to rethink my approach to any future challenges.
Using WIP designs/Not being able to spend a lot of time on anything – There’s a couple pieces where I wanted to go a certain direction and had to go with Vibes rather than accuracy for the sake of getting it done….which is fine, some of them turned out nice regardless. However would have still liked to hammer things out a little more.
Materials Used
Artsnacks Inktober Box, with some modifications - Something you should know about Artsnacks, is that often the colored materials will be the brand shown, but the color you actually receive will be random. Luckily, I got an Orange ink. Unfortunately, I also have terrible luck with PH Martin’s Orange in that it always separates no matter how much I mix it, so partway through the challenge I replaced it with a Daler Rowney Flame Orange Ink. This is a VERY similar ink, the only difference I really saw was that when diluted a lot it leaned more yellow. Additionally I did not use the blue Faber Castel Pitt pen in the box. TECHNICALLY I could have made green for all those plant pictures, but I refused for the sake of keeping a cohesive Black/Orange color scheme
Ranger Craft-It! Heat Gun - I would not have been able to finish had I not been able to speed up the drying time with this thing, it is the best
Lots of background noise - My noise of choice was a mix between scary cave and cave diving stories, as well as the White Vault podcast, which is a fictional horror audio drama
Bonus Round: Number of OC Appearances
Tower: x4
Torch: x4 (one of them in his plantbeast form)
Cavi: x3
Mady: x1 (also the only non-sion in this list)
Team "New/WIP OCs" -
Aki: x5 (one of them as a doll)
Jas: x2
Aki's sibling (final name pending): x1 (as a statue)
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sorry in advance if you've already answered a question like this but i just wanted to ask, how do you improve on drawing?? i think especially for things like coloring, shading, and lighting , its been difficult for me to be happy with how it looks because compared to the sketch (that i think already looks nice) the colors just seem sort of flat and muddy and i feel like i dont have a good grip on what colors to put where and how to make it look unflatt if that makes sense! just curious on maybe what kinds of practices and studying you do for this(if any))<33 obv you dont have to answer if you dont want to, and thank you for being one of my inspirations, love youu<33333
hihi!! for simply shading/lighting, i would suggest you only work in black and white until you're totally comfortable with developing values. why? marco bucci explains it really nicely in this video but basically if you have good values u can have absolutely garbage nonsense colors and it will still make sense aka when i did this lol:
i'm guessing you're more interested in colored artwork though since black and white drawings can't be "flat and muddy" bc theyre in grayscale lol. for coloring, this is so tough for me too so i thought about this for a day or so and i came up with 3 tips that might help^^ 1) getting colors directly from photo reference or color reference, 2) manually adding filters/color harmony, and 3) studying color theory
i always work from photo reference so it informs a lot of my coloring/shading/lighting and often when i don't understand what color I'm looking at i directly just eye drop it and realize that what i thought was purple was actually just a gray-red. working from an actual picture helps make sure my colors don't look strange and while i used to think eye-dropping felt like "cheating" when i worked digitally honestly i've learned a lot from it and honestly if i stare at a color long enough i can get it pretty accurately now but i'm just too lazy so eye-dropping just speeds up my workflow (plus i hate digital color pickers anyways they r not built for artists and i wrote an entire paper on it in college once lmao) anyways here's an example of a color study i did by directly eye-dropping from a gif with @quokki's incredible coloring (love u ale <3)
if you're not working from a picture directly, you can still use other pictures or artwork as a "color reference" which I used to do a lot. i like to look at art from other ppl with pretty colors and create a color palette to use in my own drawings. for example, the color palette for this felix painting came from a piece (idr which) by Simón Prades on instagram but this palette is really easy to use since it's linear values it's like working in black and white but comes out looking cooler LOL
Recently for my lee know kiki's delivery service drawing i felt that the colors seemed a little flat n muddy to me because it was in an animated flat coloring style (lol) so I added a filter layer (just a flat apricot color set to overlay at 25% on photoshop) that livened up the whole thing and made it feel more cohesive. It's a pretty subtle difference to other people but made a world of difference to me :) it helped take the muddiness out of the shadows of his face and the glass reflection and took the painting from gloomy rainy day with stale bread to warm sunny day with fresh bread :]
and finally if u are interested in actually studying colors and lighting and shading and stuff these r some of the youtube videos and channels that i think do a great job explaining these very cool concepts:
pre-realism vs post-realism is a cool video about the difference between the mentality of how beginners draw vs how experts draw and kinda blew my mind tbh i think the big color takeaway from this video is that something that kids would color (like green grass) might actually be a totally different color to an artist's eye (dark yellow, red gray, even a super desaturated purple) depending on a realistic lighting situation
nathan fowkes did a 3-part guest talk series on understanding color temperature and relationships: (1) (2) (3) also not coloring but i love his video on value massing
this lecture on what charles bernard calls "the mother color principle" takes the "filtering" tip that i mentioned earlier to a much more developed level (it's an hour long so just skip through it.. u get the gist of what he's saying in a few min but the whole demo is also cool too)
i mentioned him earlier but marco bucci has many 10 min digestable videos about color on his channel that i like :) (also this lighting/value video is great too)
sorry i don't really know exactly how basic or advanced i should cater my advice but i hope this helps some anon^^ lmk if u have questions or if u ever want feedback my inbox and dms r always open
#ask#anon#my questionable advice#damn this makes me want to go back to art school i remember this time last year i was watching so many of these videos and actually studyin#n now ive just been so lazy n only doing black n white again LOL#also rereading this i hate how i write i sound so peppy and prescriptive these r just my two cents!! sorry its so long#its just all the vertical media
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super late but i just saw the gif related asks in my likes that u rbed, so: 1, 8, 9, 32, 34, 36, 41, 49! i'm nosey as shit and love hearing u talk about ur gifmaking skills 🥰💝
Awww Melia 🥰🥰😍😍💖💖
1. What are your top 3 favorite sets you’ve made?
This is such a tough question because having to choose three sets out of everything that I've ever made?! I've made hundreds of gifsets in different fandoms, how could I possibly choose only three?
Okay, okay, here goes:
JJ/Emily from Skins UK. I thought they were so cute and I just really like my coloring here. :3 I really miss this show and I keep thinking about making new Skins (gen 2) gifs every once in a while.
Sarge/Cleo from Cleopatra 2525. This remains one of my all-time favorite sets because a) it took me several hours to make it b) it was actually my first 2-gifs-in-1-canvas set ever and c) again, I just really like my coloring here. :)
Billy in purple. My favorite boy in one of my favorite colors. :) I just really, really like this one.
8. What gif trend do you hate?
I can't exactly remember what year it was when people used to make those colorless/washed-out gifs all the time? 2014? 2015? Anyway. While I kind of liked the look of some of them (and I made a few myself so I'm not so innocent heh), when literally everybody was making them, it made my dashboard quickly look so fucking dull and lifeless. I kept asking: where are all the colorful gifs / why do you guys hate colors so much? Ugh.
Also some of the recent trends... You know when people make those transitional b&w glitchy gifs? I go back and forth about it. Like, in a way, I kind of like the look. I think the effect looks cool and I can tell it's taken a lot of time & effort to make it happen. But I also have this thing called astigmatism in my eyes, and that glitchy effect makes me go all 😵. So I'm not a huge fan of that trend because of that. I still think it's cool though.
9. What/who inspired you to start making gifs?
Honestly, I can't even 100% remember anymore. XD I think I always just thought that gifs are cool and I guess I was just hoping to see more gifs about X and Y and couldn't find them, so, I figured I gotta do it myself. I made my very first gifs in the J-rock fandom and later, as a fan of the Norwegian actor Kristoffer Joner (who has like 5 fans on Tumblr, including me haha), so, I'm guessing I got my original inspiration from there. And here we are.
32. What is your favorite tool/adjustment layer in Photoshop?
Color Balance! :)
I nearly always use the same tools for my base coloring (curves, levels, b/c) and then finish it off with vibrance and curves. But obviously, coloring/color correction is my favorite part of gif-making. And I love Color Balance because you can make such powerful changes to your gifs with a minimum of fuss - also give them depth if you adjust Shadows and Highlights as well (and I nearly always do that).
I also like using Photo Filter, especially before Color Balance - especially when scenes are strongly tinted in yellow, blue, or green (ugh). It generally works great as a color neutralizer (or an emphasizer) and saves you from a lot of cursing and swearing most of the time.
34. A set that took you a long time/was really hard but you’re really proud of how it came out.
There are quite a few of those sets and some of them really didn't do quite well in the sense of popularity. XD
I would honestly say that most of my color palette, fake scenes, and lyrics edits all took a fair amount of time and most of them are something that I'm quite proud of.
In my less popular fandoms - Young Hercules, Hercules: the Legendary Journeys, Fear the Walking Dead, Z Nation - I spent hours, even days to rip them & convert them from my DVD/BR, not to mention the whole process of finally gifing them and all, so. They definitely took me a lot of time to make and I am still quite proud of them. Even if some of them are very old now and don't necessarily look as good anymore (thus why I've already started working on some fresh remakes :D).
36. Do you gif with something specific in mind or do you just wing it?
Both. Sometimes I have such detailed plans for gifsets (even now I have so many different projects in mind, just very little time or energy for all 🙃) and I spend so much time planning them and working on them (and then they get 30 likes and 2 reblogs, one from me lol). Then sometimes I just want to make something, fuck details and plans, I don't want to think about it all lmao. So I just make these simple character episode gifsets or random scenes that I liked etc.
41. What is your least favorite part about your gif making process?
Oh, let me see. Using software that requires at least 16GB RAM to run effectively, and my poor laptop only has 8GB, so. 🙃 Not always being able to run other programs (like Spotify) in the background - or having to restart PS - or occasionally having to wait for several minutes for it to even fucking import anything, then having to wait a few minutes more for it to crop and resize the goddamn thing - yeah, I love it so fucking much. 😎🤗 Not.
Not to mention how PS keeps crashing occasionally (especially CS5, which I no longer really use for that reason + crappy fonts and it's a shame because it actually works faster on my laptop so kjkgjkggk), plus countless other, lovely errors that may occasionally pop up with this otherwise lovely, "user-friendly" Adobe feature. Thus, I am so 🏴☠️☠️ this shit. Not sorry. 😇🤭
49. How much would you say you’ve improved since you first started giffing?
Some of the first gifs I've made (somewhere between 2012-2014 I think):
I think there's a clear improvement compared to my most recent ones 1 & 2. :) I try to pay more attention to the speed of my gifs now - I no longer try to make them slow or skip any frames if I have to. I also strive to use mostly HQ videos these days (albeit sometimes you really just can't find them anywhere and that's something you just gotta deal with 🙃😎).
Albeit I actually still do like even some of my older colorings, I no longer usually have to spend hours and hours (except on very rare occasions) fiddling with different coloring settings and feel depressed every five minutes because now I have more experience and knowledge with different PS tools. Of course, now that Tumblr also allows us to upload even bigger gifs (from 1MB to 10MB ftw), it's obviously given me more freedom to explore and improve myself as a gif maker. :D There's still much to learn ofc, but then again, there are still people who make such awesome gif tutorials here, so I love to take new tips from them whenever I can.
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gifmaker questions 💜
#replies#hotdadlicense#<333#gifmaker asks#i gotta ask you some of these too so prepare yourself xD#gifs#photoshop#gif making
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MERROCK TASK #17
SPRING FORWARD
first things first: do you like spring? Spring's fine! I don't really know if I have a favorite season, so I don't really have a reason to not like it, to be honest?
what is your favorite thing about spring? Probably just the way campus looks, with all the flower beds and budded out trees.
what is your least favorite thing about spring? Allergies.
do you have a vegetable / produce / fruit garden? I'm going to see if I can bully talk my roommates into planting one with me this year, I think we could grow some mean veggies!
how about flower beds, or things planted in the house? There's a lot of landscaping around our house, if that counts!
regardless of what you do or do not plant, are you good at growing plants? have a green thumb? I'm not, like... bad luck to plants, per se, but I can't really say that I'm a super great gardener or anything, either, you know?
what's your favorite flower or plant? Aloe. It has so many uses.
what's your favorite scent that you associate with spring? Sugar. Does that count? Between Easter candy, peanut butter eggs, people baking, things just smell sweet.
is there a sound that you associate with spring time? The birds are back.
do you prefer sunny mornings or rainy afternoons? Sunny mornings! Ever walk a dog in the rain? It's not the most fun thing on the planet!
favorite thing to do on a sunny, warm spring day? Take the boys out for a walk, go hiking by myself, sit outside and just enjoy the sunshine and breeze.
favorite thing to do on a rainy, chilly spring day? Read, watch movies, maybe break out the board games and see if I can challenge anyone to a fun afternoon of hating each other while playing Monopoly. Just saying.
do you celebrate Easter? any traditions you follow for it? I do, my family has always done the traditional stuff (Easter egg hunts, church, dinner), so if I go home, I do that. If I stay here in town, I normally help out with the egg hunt and the Community Center if they need it, or I just have dinner with friends.
regardless of if you do or don't: favorite Easter candy? I like those gigantic hollow chocolate bunnies, they just bring back good memories!
what other springtime holidays do you observe? None, really.
favorite place in Merrock to visit in the springtime? The dog park, good place to take Gale and Walter, but also just to hang out with friends who are doing the same thing.
the spring bugs are coming out: do you rescue them and let them out of the house, or grab the nearest shoe? If it's a bug that's just minding its own business, I'll politely escort them from the premises. If it's biting or coming after me, it's on sight, and I will absolutely smoosh it with a shoe. Sorry.
are you a big spring cleaner? Kinda, I do feel like it's a good time of year to get rid of things that you don't want anymore.
do you switch over your wardrobe from cold weather to warm weather clothes? Yep! But I normally wait until after the school year, because that way I can put all my "professor" clothes away and pull out the stuff that I actually want to wear.
how about the house: does your decor change for the spring season? do you rearrange furniture? We might change some decor to make it seasonal, 'cuz that's fun, but we don't really change the furniture all that much!
what color makes you think 'spring'? Yellow.
describe your perfect spring outfit: Jeans and a t-shirt! Stuff that I don't get to wear from September through May very often. I'll toss on a light hoodie and wear some sneakers and be set for the whole season. And very versatile, too.
most adorable looking baby animal that you ever did see? I always think that baby birds are cute in drawings and cartoons, until you see them in real life...? I like baby pigs.
what's a drink that makes you think of spring? Iced coffee.
how about a snack? Gelato.
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Can you have dreams when you're constantly being watched?
Be honest, you probably have changed what you wanted to do with your life at least once, right? With so many options, it's hard to choose--and that's okay!
The System doesn't give you that choice, that's why it sucks.
SPOILER: As this is a voidblog, I'll just be running straight through my points and that will include everything I've ever watched in this franchise, be forewarned in case you want to go in blind.
WARNING, this will be very long. Unhelpful TLDR at the end.
I HATE THE SYSTEM SO BAD. And that's a good thing
"The System", aka, the source of all problems in this series, is referred to as more of a concept. A set of "premade" rules in the world behind the magical closet door that keeps everyone in check. There has never really been much of a face or name to "The System", and the only other people who really understand "The System" are, to put it short, robots that the system created for the main characters to have rivals.
Until you get to King of Prism(watched from start to end :/). Through all the chaos, 5 second arcs and more references than I'd ever need in my life, the introduction of that season's secret villain FINALLY put some more context behind it all. Episode 10 lays it out pretty easily. "The System" is comprised of multiple faceless pillars that secure the common typing we see in the show. As King of Prism is a more matured, version of the main Pretty Rhythm line, we can simply match up the the colors of "The System" to prism stones.
Yellow - Feminine
Green - Ethnic
Purple - Cool
Blue - Pop
Pink - Lovely
Red - Lovely #2
Prism stones are, as simplified as I can describe them without being long winded; heart-shaped crystals the characters in the Pretty Rhythm line use to store different types of clothes. Certain characters, as they grow, get to using one main color, with the main character, "Character A", ultimately getting to use another, secret, white color that represents a higher state of being, kinda.
Getting back on track, in episode 10 of King of Prism(KoP), we delve into one of the character's, Louis' backstory and it's finally revealed that he is an artificial human repurposed to bring the "brilliance" of the Prism stage to the world. That's a lot after the last post, I know.
Now this episode is a HUGE lore drop, I can't stress this enough. The part of Pretty Rhythm King of Prism branches off of, PR;Rainbow Live, is very tame when it came to any type of lore. It really followed the rest of the series, "Character A" Naru Ayase, a 14-year-old girl needs to find an afterschool job as a requirement for school, falls head and heart first into the role of being an idol, and with her spirit, she becomes one quite easily! Insert Rinne, lost amnesiac princess from another world along with "Character B" and "Character C" appreciate Naru's friendship and shenanigans ensue.
But it shouldn't have been this way. But it was going to happen anyway.
Call me a pessimist, and yeah, I should've just sat back and enjoyed the cute dresses and music but episode 10 of KoP was my Pandora's box. That episode showed that not only was everything the main characters of this franchise went through planned by a higher power, but that even the friends these girls made were hand crafted to make them better and harvest their data. Voice, moves, mannerisms, all of it.
In episode 10 of KoP, we see 2 artificial robots be made as a part of a whole, complex story arc. These robots are seen as base models and their names are Rinne and Shine. Although they're supposed to be these great vessels to help the world fall into order, we see that once Shine falls out of line and "The System" starts losing hold of him, he's put of for immediate deletion but ultimately sealed away. Throughout the ordeal, "The System" has 0 type of care or respect for either of them (something you'd expect from most magical girl anime) and putting the burden of keeping the idol world they created alive. Rinne, Louis and Shine are ultimately nothing more than plot points to watch the world and have the world watch them.
Now, everything I stated above rolls into KoP plot, what does it have to do with the rest??
Using the logic set that all worlds are connected by "The System", the kid's show made s e n s e. Stuff that could be waved away with weird anime logic made more sense to me, and actually helped me find darker subplot that reached over even when the series changed names Pretty Rhythm -> Pripara -> Kiratto Pri-Chan.
The show followed the same plotline. Indecisive (and young. Yes this is important) "Character A" finds the world of idols, strives to become one of the best through both hiding secrets and rigorous training. "Character A" finds an unlikely support network to go through said training with and becomes the best! Always! Inspiring more and more young people to both watch them and give it a try themselves. Its standard AND a blueprint. The "Character A" will almost always hold some type of "positive" influence whenever the next season and iteration happen; almost like a cameo without being really seen.
Plots became bigger, every "Character A" seemed more and more like victims(in a sense), and after they stopped producing KoP in translated anime form, it felt like "The System" fell into the background. A force that was there, but never heard from. And honestly, I brushed it off, too. I watched just because I loved watching for so long. Nostalgia and all that.
Until we get to my favorite character Luluna ☆
TLDR; Omnipotent magic slabs secretly watch over children to fund the biggest MLM in the universe(s).
-20wips
(I use that term "mature" cautiously. There are about 10 adult characters in the entire franchise, no character is actually mature and there's no way to put that series (KoP) into words compared to the main.)
#pripara#kiratto prichan#idol land pripara#anime#ramblings#rant post#magical girl#thanks for reading#rant#FTheSystem
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We're going to take that guy's stuff and that one all of it and cheese when you can watch cuz he wanted to take it but you're pushing him to take it so we're going to take it from you you can say also other stuff you gibbering f****** weirdo you know what happens every day and you can't figure it out. So leave a residuals and be happy we have to take those from you too. Now there's a ton of stuff that we have to take huge piles of it he says the faster we do it the better cuz it gets rid of them nobody cares if we take it no nobody's stopping us you should jump all over it every single square inch of it today and I'm on it I do hear what you're saying it's going slow as hell in every area and this is important one and people of ours are suffocating I'm putting the alert out and I'm also going to send out orders after approved then we go and rip all their time s*** out
Savage oppress
There's a giant number of apartments we can rip out and replace and I'm going to get on it we need to be here this is terrible these people suck so damn bad I hate them so badly the season crapping and doing stupid s*** all over the place I'm going to pull their stupid face off this is please do so I agree I'm going to go in there to back in the meeting and I can say all these can be torn out and replaced with new because they are available you know half of them have like no owner and they're abandoned and I'll mark those different color now cuz that's like a green light right away and I'll make them green that's a good idea, green orange yellow red in that order some places to do it it's because at Green they're abandoned and the county can absorb it and do what they want orange the owner is still there but wants to replace it yellow the orders there but doesn't want to replace it but Mike and red's the owner said no but it needs to be replaced all them need to be replaced the ones that say no have said no after storms in the past and it kept them up and after a year or two they were healthier but we don't want to risk it it's stupid stuff always comes back and they end up six themselves understand that very sick from one of his apartments and they won't let him tear it down so we're going to go ahead with this and we're going to start this up now by preparing for tomorrow's meeting and we're setting it up now. There's a lot of other apartments but we're going to focus on this to actually get something happening and he appreciates it he says and it's good work and there are other things here that are an issue and their houses and trailer parks a lot of them have sick trailers they get sick very fast because they don't breathe. And a lot of them are being condemned and he hates double wides they're a waste of time. So he wants me to set up a second diagram oh I'm plan of campgrounds that are available now I need just a little bit of work to bring them to working order and trailer parks that are condemned or should be cuz that's what a lot of idiots are and to pull them out and pull out the double wide trailers and crush them and put it in campers FEMA has a whole bunch of them out there it will use them for construction housing and or other but really I want to propose for construction housing you're about 10 campgrounds in Charlotte county that can be used for that and there are 20 trailer parks that are condemned and are empty at this time and there are 10 more that should be for them but they don't want to and they're trying to trade out trailers and stuff it works but the stuff does spring now we are in the state of emergency in this state and we can go in there and do this stuff without their permission they don't need to ask these cowards what to do good morning tell them and I want to make sure this stuff gets done so I'm going to take on these two projects and father and mother approve it and we're going forward tomorrow
Darth maul darth talon
I want to see you have today and he says give me an hour he's going to get approved and send it over and I do understand something he's going to make it simple with a plan and pictures of each one he says he can take the real like a picture on one page says he has that it just says how much is the status and there's some notes if they're going to be difficult and how much could fit there not like that I'm going to see that and I'm going to be able to do my work cuz we can go ahead and get the county rolling if you don't want to who cares they can follow us around yapping and get arrested I'd like to see that that's a great idea and it says his sun came up with it. Is it terrific idea and he helped work through it a little but not much he's just going to put which ones we can go on but really he wants to exactly how it is and it probably was going to do that he says yes but okay pretty in-house but we're going to go ahead and do this and send it over and so that's great and it's a dream and he said this other stuff to go over but this is available to do right away and I like the idea of the kids doing nothing the FEMA campers they're doing nothing any of the airport said the place we have to get down there you need to get down there and look at the ones that are condemned and he says we should do a survey of the apartments and the condos and the campgrounds and the double line parks in Charlotte county and apartments that should be condemned and we're going to do that we can do it today it doesn't take long and we have that report ready too for Monday and we will bring people to arrest people bothering us trying to sit on the side who's going to do what in a few minutes and get it done it makes a lot easier so he says yes all these projects to the assholes are doing and they take him years and they're not done some of them are contaminated and ruined nothing will provide that report like the allegiant Air let me see it needs to be torn down and we can build on those two but they need to be condemned and some of them are and they're not out of he said this is like a way to stop them here from harassing us to death and you have to do it I'm going to go ahead with it
Mac daddy
This is making my day much better that's going to work and it's actually doing something and he's right this sit there squawking and the acting you just pick them up then they threatened and the ascended specialist you have them with you it's not really that hard we're going to get going on this it's a great idea by Darth maul darth talon. And Savage oppress too that's a great idea and between them both it's going to work. He's going to go in and rip them out of these apartments and both of them together and we're going to get it done and we need Max support and approval and we will take care of it this is horrible
Thor Freya
We're watching these people talking and spewing and a lot of people don't know exactly what's going on so we're going to get a ton of stuff out there so you can take this guy down
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