#shading the hair was so much fun ngl
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Hello @thelien-art I saw your DTIYS and I was instantly inspired to do a quick celebrian x elrond because it's super cute and also I've... never actually drawn them together? blasphemy
This was super fun but shading clothing defeated me. I definitely tried to keep the really cool flowing shapes you had for the hair and clothing folds. I made the bg pink whilst sketching and then committed too hard, now it's shojou romance time
ft. live king reaction below the cut
#silmarillion#elrond#celebrian#celrond#shading the hair was so much fun ngl#clothing tho#f me i cant do clothing. metals? np! fabric??? big f#im sorry elrond u especially suffered from this i just could not....................#anyway thelien i discovered ur art via seeing these dtiys so! thanks for doing it now i have another good silm artist to follow#srsly tho kudos on the fabric love the drape love the colors cannot for the life of me replicate easily#inktober#artober...#i didnt feel like doing yesterday so... today two characters....even if its for a dtiys and not inktober....#also her other hand her other hand was hell to do i think its still. too small.... f... anatomy..................#anyway this was very fun
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THE GENERAL NEEDS A BREAK… AND A MOONCAKE
PAIRING. jing yuan x gn!reader
SUMMARY. the general is drowning in work, and the mid-autumn festival is the perfect excuse to take a break.
SOF'S NOTE. i know it's late but i wanted to get this out still hehe hope you still enjoy the moon festival cuteness even though i missed it xD i've been in a jing yuan mood lately ngl i just wanna cuddle and have a lazy day with him :> pls enjoy!!
You knew autumn was in the air as you walked down the streets of the Exalting Sanctum with a bag of fried songlotus roots from a nearby vendor. The trees carefully scattered throughout the streets were now vibrant shades of orange and yellow; you could feel the crisp wind blowing around you.
And while you were able to enjoy your time outside work, visiting the bustling Mid-Autumn Fesitval in Aurum Alley, you knew the general was not.
In fact, you hadn’t seen your partner in days now because of how busy he has been lately. You weren’t even sure if he managed to escape work within the past week.
With a sigh, you sadly munched on another songlotus root. That simply wouldn’t do.
You understood Jing Yuan was busy trying to keep the Preceptors out of his hair while dealing with the threat of the Stellaron on the Xianzhou. And while you knew how important it was, you also knew Jing Yuan could delegate some of his tasks. He could free up just a bit of time to enjoy the festival before it came to an end for the year.
As you approached the Seat of Divine Foresight, you were determined to accomplish just that— Get the general to come along and explore Aurum Alley with you.
“How are you doing, General?” you drawled, walking over to his desk and peeking behind his stacks of papers.
He blinked blearily before a small smile formed on his face at the sight of you. “Why, I’m having the time of my life. And you?”
You went around to his seat and gave him a brief kiss in greeting. Your hand cupped his cheek as you smoothed the dark circles under his eyes. Jing Yuan sighed and leaned into you touch.
“I’m doing well,” you said. “Would be better if you could attend the festival with me.”
He chuckled at that.
“I know you must be having so much fun working, but I promise I can make your Mid-Autumn Festival experience even better than this,” you sang, plucking the pen from his hands and placing it flat on his desk.
“You certainly drive a tempting offer.”
“Then accept.”
“Perhaps I will.”
You cheered as he laughed, setting his papers aside and standing up follow you out. Like the gentleman he was, Jing Yuan extended his hand out for you to hold. You accepted graciously and the two of you walked hand-in-hand out of his office and to Aurum Alley.
It was a long walk, but time always felt short with Jing Yuan. Minutes passed by too quickly and you found yourself always wanting to spend more time with him.
Night had come by the time you arrived in Aurum Alley, and you had just made it in time to see the lanterns lighting up the sky. The warm, twinkling lights of the lanterns lit up the dark night, planting a seed of awe in you as you watched the festivities happily. You felt a stare pointed in your direction and you knew it was Jing Yuan looking at you in admiration.
You turned back to him and tapped his chin upwards. “You should be ogling at the lanterns, not me!”
“Can a man not do both?”
With a giggle, you rested your head against his chest. He was warm and inviting, and you were glad he could escape his life as the general for just a little bit to enjoy this scenery with you.
“Have you tried Tall Auntie’s mooncakes this year?” you asked, feeling your stomach grumble as you took in the delicious scents around you. “I swear, it tastes even better than before!”
“I have not.” Jing Yuan shook his head, tucking your hand back into the safety of his own. “Shall we go?”
You nodded and skipped along, excited to have another one of her mooncakes. While mooncakes could be found everywhere, in all parts of the galaxy, Tall Auntie added the Luofu touch. The filling had a mixture of red bean paste and custard made from puffergoat milk— You almost drooled at the thought.
Noticing the dreamy look on your face, Jing Yuan laughed. He wiped the corner of your lip, eyes bright with amusement. “You have something here.”
So, perhaps you did drool at the thought.
Smiling sheepishly, you wiped at your mouth. “I suppose I’m craving it now. You’ll love it too, trust me.”
“I’m certain I will.”
As the two of your approached Tall Auntie’s food stall, you ordered two specialty mooncakes and found a secluded area to munch on them. There was a bench surrounded by trees and buildings, with a view of the lanterns growing smaller and smaller in the sky, and you thought it was a perfect place to enjoy your snack.
“What do you think?” you said, eagerly watching him take the first bite.
Jing Yuan closed his eyes in contentment, leaning back against the wall. For a moment, he said nothing. He simply chewed, savoring each flavor as it hit his tongue. When he swallowed, he opened his eyes and nodded at you. “Delicious.”
You beamed and he ruffled the top of your head.
“It’s just what I needed after a long week of work.”
“You deserve it,” you said, leaning your head on his shoulder. “Even the hardworking general deserves a break.” You took a bite of your pastry and hummed in contentment. “And a mooncake.”
Jing Yuan nodded in agreement, shutting his eyes and allowing his heavy body to relax into your touch. “Thank you for bringing me here.”
“Anytime. And after, we’re going straight home and sleeping in bed.”
His eyes opened at that, a teasing crinkle on his nose. “I propose we partake in some other activities in bed before we sleep tonight.”
You laughed at his boldness, glancing around to make sure no one else heard. “Jing Yuan!”
“My love,” he replied.
The warmth in your heart grew as you snuggled against him once more. “Okay, but only if you get me another mooncake first.”
“You have a deal.”
#hsr x reader#honkai star rail x reader#jing yuan x reader#jing yuan#hsr#honkai star rail#hsr imagines#hsr fanfiction#honkai star rail x you
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you don't have to be sorry
waiting at the school gates, a dad you've never seen picking up his daughter appears at the time in your life that you might just need him most....
a/n: this one's quite sweet ngl. i fucking love dadrry with my whole heart.
“There you are, my gorgeous girl!” you watched him smile, as he held his arms wide open before a tiny figure ran towards him, who practically jumped on top of him. He lifted her up, holding her on the side of his hip, whilst tucking a strand of long brunette hair behind her ear. “Did you have fun at nursery?”
A little voice began to chatter on about all the activities she could possibly remember that had occurred doing the day.
“Sounds like you had a lot more fun than Daddy,” he sighed. “Can I see your drawings when we get home?”
She nodded, burrowing her head into his chest. “Oh, I missed you, Tilly Gem,” he smiled whilst trying to balance everything he was now holding between his hands. “Where’s your book bag gone?”
You were mesmerised. Even the back of him looked good, as he walked back towards the building, now in search of his daughter’s lost possessions. Shiny, flowing strands of brown hair which framed his chiselled face. He turned back to look in your direction, green eyes glistening in the autumn sun. You nearly gasped as his eyes met yours for a second, and his lips raised slightly at the edges.
You looked in front of you and quickly remembered your daughter, who was now rocking back and forwards in her buggy in front of you. Things hadn’t been quite the same after the break up with your husband a few months back. Despite the concern that you were now going to be raising her as a single mother, living in a flat you could barely afford in North London, you couldn’t help but also worry about the impact on her emotionally, no longer having a father figure. Although it had been a toxic relationship, she had always been a Daddy’s girl, but didn’t yet have the vocabulary to describe what it felt like for her father to suddenly walk out one day, with no intention of coming back. He was a businessman who worked in Canary Wharf, who was barely around during the week, but had always made time for her on his days off- at least before he decided to have an affair with the young receptionist who worked in his building and leave one night for Australia with her. Promising to pay her tuition fees at a posh private preparatory school was simply not enough. He had left his three-year old daughter fatherless, and you helpless and alone.
You exhaled slowly, before realising that the same tall figure you had seen a few minutes ago was now leaving the blue double doors, and walking straight in your direction. You knew you only had one chance, and made a split-second decision to wave in his direction. He smiled back at you, revealing bright white teeth, creases forming around his bright green eyes.
“Hi, you must be Matilda’s dad!” you explained, heart beating rapidly trying to keep your gaze focused on him. “I think my daughter is in the same class as her,”
He extended his hand towards you, revealing nails painted a glossy shade of white.
“Lovely to meet you, yes this is my Tilly,” he smiled, looking down at her in adoration, his hand now clasped around hers. “I’m Harry, by the way,”
Harry. He could have either been eighteen or thirty, it was difficult to tell. You noticed how a layer of stubble sat around his lips, and how the light reflected off the front of his perfect smile. His daughter had the exact same eyes as him, a beautiful olive colour with hazel rings around her pupils. In-fact, she was the complete spitting image of him, only much smaller with longer hair.
“I haven’t seen you here before,” you noted.
“Ah well, I’m on daddy duties today,” he smirked. “I’m a musician, so I’m away quite a lot. Feels good to be able to spend some time with my little, though,”
The little girl stood next to him nodded whilst shuffling around on the spot, clearly bored by your conversation. Your own daughter was also becoming restless in her buggy, kicking her legs around aimlessly as though all she could think about was an escape plan. You lifted her up and out of the padded seat, placing her gently on the concrete playground next to her.
“Girls, why don’t you go and play for a bit?” Harry smiled at both of them before turning back towards you.
You soon found yourself sitting on a bench next to him, explaining your entire life story to a man you had never met.
“That sounds absolutely awful, I’m so sorry,” he sympathised. “No man deserves a woman like you. I can tell you are an amazing mum,”
“You too. I wish my daughter looked at me the way that Matilda looks at you,” you explained.
“Oh, don’t say that. I feel so guilty,” he sighed. “I have to leave her constantly, and it breaks me. I feel like such a shit dad every-time. I have to pry her off of me every-time I go out through the front door, and I fucking hate it,”
You were surprised at his honesty, and even he sounded shocked at his own words, as if this was the first time he had ever said them out loud.
“Well, at least you’ll be there when she grows up,” you said, tears starting to form in your eyes. “Not like my little,”
“Hey, don’t say that,” he says whilst placing his hand on top of yours, his gentle touch making you jump slightly. “I only had my mum for a couple of years growing up, and I did okay,” he smiled. “Plus, you’re gorgeous. You can find someone better than him, for sure,”
Your eyes lit up in response. “Do you really think so?”
“Yes, of course I do, and I wouldn’t lie to you, I promise,” he confirmed. “Look, maybe we could organise something sometime? Considering that our daughters will probably end up being close, being in the same class and all,”
You looked up at him, his green pools of light staring you dead in the face, nothing but kindness in his expression.
“That would be amazing, I’ll give you my number,” you chimed.
You spent a few more minutes chatting, before he passed his phone over to you. You put your number into his contacts list before he rested his hand on his shoulder.
“Tilly, it’s time to go home now,” he bellowed sweetly in her direction. “It was so lovely meeting you, hopefully we will see you both soon,” he chuckled, once again trying to balance all of his daughter’s possessions in one hand, whilst holding her hand in the other. You grinned at him in an attempt to prevent yourself from letting the tears that had formed behind your eyes from beginning to flow.
He came up beside you and whispered in your ear.
“And remember, if you ever want to go for a coffee or anything, my number is always there,” he said slowly, and you could feel his warm, sweet breath on the side of your neck. “I’d really love that,”
As he walked away, you looked down at your daughter, who was now fast asleep in her buggy.
“Lovey, I think mummy may have just found you a new step-daddy,” you giggled at her, whilst walking out of the school gates.
#harry styles one shot#harry styles fic#harry styles fluff#harry styles x you#harry styles x reader#harry styles imagine#stmf
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ngl im not like, lineless art specialist, honestly i went lineless fairly recently (like lets say may 2023 when i started drawing art for homestuck), before that i was making art with lineart only, so take my process with a grain of salt lmfao but i hope it clears out some things!
lets dissect the recent dirkkri art ive made:
i start out with sketch, as you usually do. depending on how im feeling or how complex the pose/background is, i make it more or less detailed. for more basic poses i might even stick to a simple gesture drawing and go straight into laying out the colors, it really varies a lot. it might even change in the further process, like how i moved dirks shades from his head to be sticking out slightly from behind his arm, clipped to his shirt, because i didnt like how busy the area around the faces looked
one advice i can give is to not spend too much time on the sketch. its job is to guide the laying out of flat colors and thats it! dont make it too fancy, dont get lost in the details - you can add those later on when youre doing the flats. its fine if the sketch is messy, youll fix it in later stages of the process!
next i do the flat colors! i tackle it one thing at a time - for example with dirks head i started on separate layers with the general shape of his face, then added his facial features, then i drew the hair, then added his neck, the crown, and lastly his piercings. i then merged them all together - you dont need to leave it all separate, best way is to group things together and merge so you dont get lost with all the layers (like how kankris arm on the front is one layer including his sweater sleeve and his hand).
i highly recommend naming your layers - im a little on and off with it myself, but seriously it makes your life easier later on when you spot a mistake and have to shuffle through bazilion layers to find it lmfao, especially when your drawing includes multiple things that overlay on top of each other like in this example. dont be like me and take a second to name them asksks
next to the rendering! i sometimes completely ditch this one, just leaving the flats as they are, but when i want a drawing to have more oomph i have some more steps to the process. its pretty simple - shadow, gradient map and highlight layer on clipping masks connected to the flats. in this one i used light gray for shadows (first layer to generally darken the drawing, second for defining shadows). same with highlights - one color.
the real star of the show is the gradient map, seriously, its a goddamn miracle worker. in krita you can add one by clicking on the plus sign to add a new layer and choose "add filter layer", then in the menu open the "map" category and here should be the option of adding gradient map. you can do it on your flats, but its destructive, and on a separate layer you can always change it if you dont like it later on. mess with the colors and tadah! it now looks fancy as shit and makes people think you know color theory!
last but not least you can add some bleeding light on a separate layer that isnt clipped to the flats to give it more dreamy appearence! i also added an example of how my layers looked in a group at the end of the drawing process.
and thats it! hope it helps, and have fun drawing!
#ask#drawing process#lineless art#art tips#art process#digital art#hope its at least somehow understandable im really sleepy rn#god i hope i didnt make any spelling mistakes LMFAO#artists on tumblr
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Overdue Book
Pairing: librarian!chan x college!afab reader
Word Count: 7.8k
Warnings: Vulgar, spanking, fingering, mention of erections, lots of degradation, mention of red marks, mention of mafia, hard!dom chan, sub reader, restraint, mention of hand cuffs
Summary: You liked to read a couple of naughty books here and there. But when one librarian gives you his books recommendation, and you lose it, you must be punished
Note: okay ngl im really nervous to post this fic bc it’s very out of my comfort/something i usually write so i hope it’s good and you enjoy it 🥺🥺
Your skin tingled once the clock struck nine, standing up immediately and closing the textbook shut, hoisting into your bag as you looked up, “Bye guys see you next week,” was all that could be heard as you scurried away, heading to the back right corner. The library closed early on Thursdays, 9:10 to be exact. So getting a novel for the night was crucial. Friday was your only day off, so that was the day. The weekly schedule was study group Thursday night, pick a book, take it without borrowing because you didn’t want to be seen reading that, read it all day Friday, return on Saturday, then go back to studying and classes from Sunday to Thursday. You were a very fast reader, and getting to those novels was definitely the highlight of your week.
A breath of fresh air escaped your chest as you looked at the bookshelf, taking a large whiff. There was something about the scent of the erotic novels that just did something to you. Part of you felt guilty, almost perverted, looking forward to just reading a bunch of sensual acts in words. However, the part of you that felt satisfied after reading the epic high that they gave you. You lifted your index fingers swiping across each book, each title. You had read almost half of them, more likely to lean towards the soft romantic ones. Full of sweet love making and passion. It also helped fill this hole of complete touch deprivation you have been experiencing. Going to college left much less time to have fun, fool around with people in real life. Reading these novels help you to escape the stressful reality that you are currently living.
“The library closes in 5 minutes.”
You jumped in your spot, hands covering your mouth to muffle the scream of the terror that released from your throat. You turned to see a guy. Blueish hair pushed off his forehead with glasses. His shoulders were wide, arms covered in a blazer jacket as he stepped closer to you, face expressionless as he looked at you intensely.
“Oh sorry,” he whispered, “didn’t mean to scare you.”
“It’s okay,” you smiled, feeling the heat rising to your cheeks, “just going to pick a book then go.”
“Oh yeah no worries.”
You nodded at him, still feeling his presence from behind you. The heat continued to rise in your cheeks, feeling flush the longer he lingered. The feelings of insecurity and self consciousness were creeping in simultaneously. You felt like you had been caught out. No one had ever caught you here before. This was definitely crawling into the top 10 embarrassing moments of your life. Trying to ignore him, you continued looking, but of course, finding difficulty choosing one that enticed you, one that pulled you in. That was when you felt the man come closer. Still standing behind, your eyes widened as you saw the arms reach out, heading straight for one as he swiftly pulled it out amongst the other books. He said nothing, instead matching your gaze as you fixated on him, well, his lips. They were big, plush, just so pink. The analysis continued, traveling past the jacket and to his hands, covered in ink that mimed of a skeleton. The shading was immaculate, very accurately and realistically tracing the phalanges, each joining bending with his own finger. You couldn’t help but stare, fascinated by the intricacy of such tattoos. He followed your eyes, completely catching you out. The boy’s lips turned upwards, cheeks gently flushing at you. He coughed, on purpose,awkwardly attempting to help you fall out of your fixated daze. Your eyes snapped, shaking your head minutely as you looked back at him.
“This is really good by the way,” he mumbled, sticking his hands out and passing the book to you, “one of my favorites, personally.”
“Oh,” you nodded, unsure what to say, “you’ve read this?”
“Yeah,” he chuckled, “I’ve read most of the books in this section actually.”
The humiliation in your body had dissipated at his honest confession. You turned to look at him again, immediately feeling a difference in how eyes peered at you the moment your hands grasped his recommendation. The accidental brush of your fingers sparked through your body, almost jolting at the feeling. You sntached it awya from him, avoiding any more embarrassment.
“Oh cool,” you nodded slowly, foot dancing on the floor as you stared at it, “well, thanks for the suggestion, I’ll let you know what I think.”
Giving him no time to reply, you walked at a fast pace, rushing out of the library and back to your dorm. Luckily for you, the stroll from the library to living headquarters was much more than a two minute walk. The cold air hit you like a ton of bricks, much needed after your body temperature rose to an all time high. Being caught out was not something that usually happened. You liked to think that you were the subtle type. Not really one to show interest when you found something, or someone out of the ordinary. It really was a rude awakening, highlighting how much of your social skills, or lack thereof, disappeared in the presence of an attractive individual.
Nonetheless, you reached your door, walking inside and closing it behind you, shaking your arms and limbs to rid yourself of such an awkward interaction. All you could think about was the way he looked at you. Like he pitied you. You wanted to crawl into your bed and never come out.
“Y/n?”
“Oh my god Felix,” you sighed, running over to your roommate and plonking yourself onto the couch, “the worst thing that could possibly ever happen to me, happened to me.”
“Jesus christ,” he scoffed, rolling his eyes at you, “I’d love to know this story, but Jisung is here to pick me up because I’m going to his.”
Your jaw dropped, watching Felix unapologetically walking towards the door.
“Have fun wallowing in your self pity though, I’ll be watching Captain America with the boys.”
And with that, he shut the door, leaving you to sink into the couch, swallowing in said self pity. You threw your bag down next to you, almost completely forgetting why this happened in the first place. Unzipping your bad rapidly, you shoved your hand in, rummaging, pulling it out. ‘The one who knew too much,’ read the title, intriguing your senses as you opened the book, flipping it until you reached the first chapter.
The novel was a very smooth, very easy read, keeping you on the edge of your seat at every moment. The typical scenario of a mafia boss, meeting a girl caught in the crossfire of two gangs. Their relationship was strictly professional, well, at first. There was always this tension that lingered, that was until ,of course, he found out she is a spy for the opposing gang, and she must be punished for her actions.
“How could you do this to me? You betrayed me”
“You think I wanted to? I abandoned the mission as soon as I laid my eyes on you.”
She walked up to him, dropping to her knees, begging for his forgiveness.
“You know, if this was anybody else, I would have dealt with you right then and there?”
“I am part of you. Part of your gang. Fuck the others.”
The smirk on his lips came to light as he looked down at her.
“You know, if this was anybody else, I would have dealt with them right then and there?”
“I know,” she mumbled, unsure of how to justify herself in this betrayal, “I’d do anything to show you how loyal I am to you. I love you.”
“Then you should be punished.”
“Fuck,” she moaned, feeling the sting of hos heavy slap her behind.
“I told you bunny,” he growled, spanking her once more, “you have to pay for what you did.”
The novel was much more than the usual type of stories you were into, but that wasn't to say that you didn’t enjoy it. The tension, plot, and seuxal scenes were much left to your imagination, and you didn’t know that you would like something more rough. A gasp left your lips at this current scene, taken aback by how arousing the mafia boss was truly making you. The image of him, the boys from before, the one who handed you the book, popped into your mind. You did little to shake off the image, ink covered hands seeping into your mind every time any mention of hands came to light in the novel. The heat rose to your cheeks once again, adjusting yourself on the couch, actually standing up and moving to your bed.
You crawled in, turning on your lamp as you continued to fully immerse yourself into the novel. You took no effort into erasing the stranger from your mind, in fact, the further you went on the more the image just changed, transitioning mafia bosses into him. ‘Oh shit,’ you choked, coming to the epiphany that you didn’t even get his name. Furthermore, you checked the time, seeing ‘3:00’ on your bedside clock. Oh shit, time had really flown by, and the book was coming to its end. You forced yourself to put the book down, closing your eyes and drifting to sleep, the only thought consuming your mind was the mysterious man from the library. It was probably best to save the last 100 pages for tomorrow.
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Another Sunday. Back to studying. Felix grabbed his bag, following you out of your dorm and to the oh so infamous library. Sunday, even though I spent studying, was a much easier day, seeing as you got to study with your friends. All doing different majors, but all having exams at the same time. It was nice, also because you spent the majority of the time procrastinating. You felt sluggish, spending all of Saturday finishing the novel. It was an understatement to say how much you enjoyed it, definitely in your top 5.
“Changbin,” you smiled, seeing his face from through the clear glass of the grand state library. You sped walk, not wanting to be yelled at by a librarian for your excess speed. He stood up, opening his arms wide as he embraced you. Changbin was your best friend, the only one who studied the same major as you.
“Hey Y/n,” he beamed, “ready for more study?”
“Oh,” you sighed, sitting down next to him, “you bet, so excited.”
He laughed at your sarcasm, opening your textbook to share. Studying with Changbin was always a treat. Mainly because he was the smartest one, already with notes prepared, basically letting you copy off him at any time. Another bonus was that he let you copy his assignments, helping you make sure it did not sound plagiarized.
“Fuck,” you sighed, banging your head on the table.
“Big night last night?”
“No,” you chuckled, “I did not go out last night, just stayed up reading.”
“Oh yeah,” Changbin smirked, playfully nudging your arm with his elbow, “what 50 shades of gray book are you reading now, huh?”
“Changbin,” you yelled, causing everyone in the library to stare at you. You put your hand up, a sign of apology before hiding behind him.
“I did stay up reading a novel of the sort.”
Changbin giggled as he knew he had caught you out before you could even answer.
“Well you look like you didn’t get much sleep, and that’s not going to help us, so why don't we go get some coffee?”
“Ugh yes please, will also stop everyone staring at us.”
“You’re so dramatic,” he scoffed, rolling his eyes as the two of you packed up your stuff, heading out of the library and around the corner to the local cafe. You sat at the table, checking your phone as Changbin went to order for the both of you. This was what usually happened before a long day of tedious work, going over the semantics of everything you have learnt over the past semester.
You wanted to be present, in the moment, but it was too difficult. After isolating yourself for the past two days, the only activity that filled up those days was reading a very steamy novel, your brain was mush. The more you let your cognitions run wild the more those stupid, stupid tattoos lingering on your body, gripping and pushing you down, suffocating you, basically having any possible grip on you filled them. You thought you were crazy, the idea of a complete stranger having such a strong impact on you. Such filthy desires encapsulate your brain. It was insane. You were insane.
“Y/n?”
You were abruptly interrupted by your best friend, placing your coffee in front of you, “are you okay?”
“Oh yeah, sorry, just caught me out of it.”
“It’s all good,” he smiled, sitting across from you, “still thinking about that book hey?”
“You really like teasing me don’t you?”
“I can't lie,” he snickered, “it is fun.”
“Okay yeah anyways,” you interrupted, “the book was just so good, and it was recommended to me so I felt like I had to read it.”
You stopped, reaching over and pulling it out of your bag, you shoved it into Changbin’s chest, unable to look at him due to the overwhelming feeling of humility as he looked at the cover.
“The one who knew too much, hey?”
“Please stop,” you mumbled, head buried in your hands, “it was recommended to me so I read i-”
“Hey hey,” he interjected, “I’m not judging, we all enjoy certain things. I just get what I need by actually talking to people and hanging out with them.”
You looked up at him, face anything but impressed at his unwarranted brag.
“We get it Changbin, you’re a hoe,” you mocked, swinging your arms in the air, “swinging your dick around well! It’s not that easy for all of us to just find somebody!”
“So you fill the void with these, erotic books?”
“Yes,” you replied quietly, “it’s embarrassing, I know.”
“It’s fine,” he shrugged, “at least you’re getting smarter, me hanging out with random people is not going to help my literacy and writing skills now, is it?”
You shook your head, taking a sip of your coffee.
The rest of the cafe visit was nice, Changbin talking about what he had gotten up to during the week, how he was feeling about exams, and vice versa. You packed up your things, wanting to get studying before the day was over, and heading back to the library.
Changbin opened the door for you, making his way back to the main table as you reopened your books, opening your laptop and getting your word document, beginning to type away, including the words in your textbook, underlined by your lucky pink highlighter.
***
The majority of the study session was quiet, but a comfortable silence, easily consolidating your knowledge from the past semester. These were the times where you actually enjoyed college, effortless and willing to learn certain subjects, and you were lucky that the majority of your subjects were things you actually had an interest in.
Time went fast, and the end of the day was approaching. You turned to your side, seeing Changbin’s eyes slowly fluttering shut. You tapped him on the shoulder, feeling guilty for the dazed gaze he was giving you.
“You okay?”
“Yeah,” he whispered, running a hand through his hair, “I’m just tired, I think I’m going to call it a night.”
“Okay,” you smiled, “get a good sleep, don't forget there’s an extra class tomorrow morning at 8:30 in the main lecture theater.”
“Sure thing,” he nodded, hazily standing up and grabbing his back, putting his books back into it, “goodnight, don’t go home too late.”
“I won’t,” you replied in song, waving as his backside faced you, walking out the library, around the corner, and disappearing from your eyesight. You rubbed your own, feeling the subtle sting most likely from the laptop screen as you continued. Just one more hour then you could go home, cuddle into your bed and have a nice sleep, ready for tomorrow’s classes.
The longer you went on, the more fatigued you became. 30 mins later, and that was enough for you to call it a night. Packing up your stuff, you stood up, but quickly remembered that you had to return the book. Looking around the room, you quickly analyzed, seeing that no one was around, before starting your gentle movement, pink-panther like as you crept to the back of the library, once again, hopefully able to put the book back where it was, nobody knowing, completely unaware. Only one arm of the backpack on your shoulder, you shrugged the other one off, undoing the zipper, opposite hand diving into the bag. At first, the only thing you could feel was your laptop, and the tall and wide texture that was your textbook. Hpmh. You took it off, placing it on the floor as you bent down, opening the bag completely and plunging both hands in there, searching with that little bit more desperation as you hurried. Fuck, it wasn’t there, which led you to your last resort; taking everything out of your bag and hoping it was there. The more frantic you become, the harder it is to find.
“Excuse me, the library closes in five minutes.”
Your heart was pounding against the ribcage. Although you had only heard it once prior, you could recognise it from anywhere. You turned your head sheepishly, looking up at the man from 3 days ago.
“Oh hey,” you smiled, standing up quickly, “it’s you. The book was uhm, a really good read!”
“So good that you didn’t borrow it?”
Oh shit, well that was all you were thinking. Confusion came second, why on earth would he care if you returned the book or not?
“And that bothers you because?”
“Because I work here, I’m a librarian,” he paused, ponting at his name tag, Chan, “and not borrowing a book and misplacing it is a crime.”
Your stomach dropped. It never really crossed your mind until now. You literally just committed theft. You wracked your brain, trying to think of where you left it. But nothing was coming to mind, and you knew by the look on his face, the way his glasses were tilted down, gaze looking downward on you, that you were in deep shit.
“I hate to say it since I was the person that recommended that book for you, but I’m going to have to call the police.”
You eyes widened, seeing how nonchalant he was in walking away, tone completely indifferent into basically incriminating you. You followed him in pursuit, you had to. It’s not like you wanted to go to jail for misplacing an eortic novel, god could anything be more embarrassing, definitely not. You found him, effortlessly with the library pheon on hand. His lips opened, about to speak, and that was when you bolted, lunging across his desk, snatching the phone out of his hand. You hung it back up, watching his face drop into complete shock at your desperation.
“Excuse me?”
“I’m sorry, Mr uhm Chan, but please don’t call the police on me.”
“But you stole the book, and lost it. Not only is that theft, but now the library has to pay to replace the book.”
His expression was far from impressive. He threw his head back, scoffing as he looked down on you, pathetically, bent over his desk. You could sense a sudden shift in energy from him, especially with that smirk. Like a predator, someone seeing their prey. You wanted to test him, see what he would say if you played a little game with him.
“Please I’ll do anything,” you pouted, doting your eyes, batting your eyelashes, “please. I do not want a criminal record.”
The man bit down on his lip, bending down to meet your height, “Anything?”
“Anything, please.”
“Right then,” he hummed, bringing his thumb to capture the underside of your chin, “wait here then, I’m sure we can work something out.”
He stood up again, swiping the keys that were swiped off the floor at your successful attempt to shut him down. He walked swiftly towards the door, easily fitting in the key to lock as he turned it in, blinds automatically turning down. You stood up yourself, watching in awe at how dark the broad space had become. Once they covered the windows completely, not a single person on the street was able to see you in sight, he made his way back over, wrapping his fingers around your delicate wrist as he began to pull you gently, leading you to a dark hallway, one that you had never seen before. You had been to this library infinitely, so many times, yet there was still some place you had yet to discover. Nothing could be seen, the only thing you could identify was his touch. The walls felt near, but not to the point where they were closing in. Just enough for two people to walk next to each other.
“I never caught your name, by the way,” he whispered, yanking at your wrist, “that would probably be a good start.”
“Y/n,” you mumbled, too distracted in making sure you didn’t fall over, “It’s Y/n.”
“What a pretty name,” he cooed, suddenly bringing the two of you to a halt, “Y/n, rolls of the tongue very nicely.”
Your arm fell to its side, looking to your left to see him flip a switch. Your eyes squinted, adjusting to the bright lights and you eyes scattered, seeing a room with nothing but a desk in the center. You took several steps forward, until your foot touched the leg chair. Your skin began to tingle, very nervous and just waiting in anticipation. He followed your footsteps, right until he was pressing into your backside. He took a deep breath, lifting a hand as he subtly pulled the material covering your shoulder. You gasped, feeling the air of his deep exhalation dancing across your exposed skin. It didn’t feel real. No man had ever been so forward, so straight to the point. It felt like something taken out of a novel, something you would watch in the movies.
“You smell really,” he paused, taking in another passionate inhalation through his nose, “really good.”
Your head rolled back, resting on his shoulder as his arms wrapped around you, gripping your waist tightly. His grip felt so good, everything you had imagined the moment you flipped that damn book open to the first page. Your hands shadowed his palms on top of his as you leaned back, creating a very gentle friction. A deep groan escaped his lips, the nice guy disappearing within seconds as he pushed you forward, left hand traveling up to your upper back as he slammed you against the timber of the wooden desk.
“I’d love to be a nice guy,” he paused, chuckling, “but you betrayed me.”
He walked around, sitting at his desk, spreading his wide eye view as he looked down at you once more. The words, vocabulary he used. It sparked something in you. The cogs began to turn, but you couldn’t quite put your finger on it. You took a moment, distracted by the half bulge appearing at the height of his pants.
“I betrayed you?”
“Oh yes,” he spoke, an angelic yet condescending tone, “you know, I really want to say I really wish that I didn’t didn’t give you that book.”
He paused, rolling the chair forward, placing his hand on the draw in front of him. An audible gasp left your lips when you saw him pull them out. Handcuffs, fluffy handcuffs. This was already charting into unfamiliar territory, but you did not care. Watching his ink blotted hands tightly grip the flur clatted cuffs. It was turning you on so much. You looked back up, waiting for him to finish his sentence.
“But I saw you, the way you looked at me, at my hands, I couldn’t stop thinking about it.”
“Fuck,” you mumbled, realising he hd endured the same thoughts as yourself, “really?”
“Oh yeah,” He cooed, gently rubbing his free hand over his crotch, “so what did you think of the book?”
You gulped, hard. Trying to work out how you were going to tell him you thoroughly enjoyed the book. How you thought about him doing to you exactly how the mafia boss took the spy in every scene. How you thought about his hands, those damn hands, circulating around your body, making you very hot and very flustered that you read the book twice. The embarrassing feeling was beginning to keep it in, but you pushed it away, too turned on to even care whether you were embarrassing yourself.
“It was really good,” you whispered, too scared of a voice break from nerves, “I maybe, kinda read it twice.”
“Oh yeah?”He chuckled, “I’m glad you enjoyed it. Too bad you betrayed me though.”
Ugh. He was so cocky, so arrogant. You know you would usually never give a man like this the time of day. But you don’t know what it was. Maybe it was the fact that he had been the majority of your thoughts for the past several days, or the fact that he had you bent over, half hard, telling you how much he thought about you. You had no time to contemplate, however, the same phrase being repeated from his mouth.
“You keep saying that, why do you keep saying that?”
“Tsk, tsk, tsk,” he scoffed, shaking his head subtly, “I thought you were a smart girl.”
“I am smart,” you whined, watching his hands trail away from his length, and onto his thigh, “how would you know?”
He tapped his thigh twice, index finger and middle finger with a light tap as he kept his eyes on you, trying to analyze every single inch of your face, analyzing any change in facial expression you made.
“Would you like to have a seat?”
You nodded in compliance, standing up and walking around his desk. You sat down on his left leg, the bottom of your legs hanging over his right side as you looked down at him, yourself analyzing his facial expressions. You never noticed before, but his freckles, he had freckles. You thought it was cute, but by the look on your face, it definitely wasn’t the time to bring up something you found to be sentimental.
“You know, if this was anybody else, I would have dealt with you right then and there?”
“You know I didn’t do this on purpose?”
Your eyes widened, releasing where the book was. You snapped your fingers, unconsciously wrapping your arms around his shoulders for balance and the realization hit you.
“The book! It’s at the cafe! I can take you there first thing tomorrow morning, I swear to god I-”
“Are you sure you really want that?”
The smirk on his face was more than suggestive.
“What? Of course I want to find it, so you don’t get in trouble-”
“Do you think the library cares about such erotic novels? They don��t care about those books, I forgot about that a long time ago.”
“Oh,” you nodded, “oh.”
“Yeah baby,” he whispered, face almost coming into contact with yours, “I still want to punish you though. You know, if this was anybody else, I would have dealt with them right then and there?”
You looked down, taking the cuffs out of his hands with one swift motion, placing them on his desk. You swiped your legs around, now straddling Chan.You pushed forward, a gentle whimper escaping your lips at the gentle friction against your bundle of nerves.
“Am I special now?”
“Hm, maybe you are,” he smirked again, biting down on his bottom lip, “I’ve never wanted to punish somebody so badly before.”
“Oh really,” you groaned, getting truly aroused from his words, “can I tell you something then?”
“Sure baby.”
You leaned forward, lips passing his own and heading straight for your ear, licking up the outside of his ear, “I don’t regret losing that book.”
He grabbed you by the neck, one hand encompassing the surface area completely as he pulled you back, creasing his lips onto yours. He moved fervently, tongue already begging for entrance as his head moved swiftly, turning from side to side, finding the right angle with the intention to completely devour you. Your first moan was muffled, wanting to let him know how much you were enjoying his lips. Chan's thumb and index finger at the base of your throat, squeezing lightly, the slight oxygen cut off was intoxicating.
“Fuck,” he mumbled, pulling away to look at you. He took you in, hands already leaving your throat and snaking down to the bottom of your shirt. You knew you were fucked, because you already missed how his hands felt on you. Arms lifting immediately, he smirked, scoffing when he saw you with nothing underneath. Part of you wanted to hide, being so exposed to someone you barely knew was usually intimidating. But Chan was helping you find a new level of confidence. The larger part of you liked it. Liked the way he was staring at your chest.His hands gripped your sides. Heavily dragging in an ascending matter until he reached each breast. He kneaded them in his hands, just like dough, making your grip on his shoulders tighten. He liked the way you reacted, throwing your head back at such gentle friction. His thumb ‘accidentally’ swiped your nipple, making you jolt in your seat.
“So sensitive,” he mumbled, doing the same thing again, “too bad you betrayed me.”
He pushed you off his lap, making you stand as he looked at the button at the top of your pants. He undid them in one motion, watching how easily they pooled to your ankles.
“Aw,” he cooed, sticking his bottom lips out in an exaggerated manner, “blue panties, how cute.”
“You like what you see,” you smirked, twirling your hair in a naive manner, “I wore them just for you.”
So many thoughts were swimming around in your head. So many, but it was this moment when it finally hit you. The scene, that one scene from the book. Where she came out as a spy. Oh my god. Being punished. How could you be so stupid and not realise what he was getting at.
“You’re so fucking dirty,” he spat, eyes raking your almost naked body, “waiting around, not knowing if you would see me again or not, such a little slut aren’t you?”
“Oh yes,” you whined, dropping to your knees, “only a little slut for you Chan, sir.”
You climbed forward, turning around with your hands behind your back. You saw him within seconds, reaching for the cuffs like his life depended on it as you grabbed your wrists, somewhat in a rough manner as you heard the cliffs click, adjusting to the size of your wrist. The coolness of the fresh metal relaxed you, your body feeling at ease. Your eyes fluttered shut, feeling in your own space as you waited. Waited for his next step to see what he wanted. You could see nothing, only the sound of what sounded like lined, metal clinking and clothed material sliding away before you heard his command.
“Turn around.”
You did so, tongue sticking out flat as he presented himself to you, body completely exposed.
“Oh wow,” you smirked, eyes in like with his now completely hardened cock, “I thought I was being punished.”
“You are,” he responded, eyebrows furrowing in confusion.
“But you want me to suck you off?”
“Yeah baby, you don’t want to?”
You climbed onto his lap, hands on either side of his thoughts as you spread them apart, lips inching, just barely, so close to the tip of his cock. His face changed in the slightest, this dominating facade slightly dropping the moment you teased him. You couldn’t tell if he was desperate or frustrated that you were toying with him, not playing by the rules he was demanding of.
“It’s not that I don’t want to,” you whined, bringing your left hand to the base of his cock, seeing the teeth sink into the skin below his lip, “I just don’t think this is a punishment. It’s a reward.”
Your hand moved slowly, seeing the contortion in his face as he tried to remain calm. Chan couldn’t help it, your hands felt so good wrapped around him. He had already jerked off thinking about it multiple times. He was already so obsessed with you, the way you back chatted him, the way you didn’t give into him so quickly. He didn’t know if his fixation with you was toxic or not, but Chan simply did not care. Your hand wrapped around his cock, slowly pumping him was enough for any rational thought to leave his brain.
“You’re such a fucking slut y/n,” he groaned, “bet you’ve been thinking about me like this, dont you?”
“Aw you’re so cute, but I can hear your voice, struggling to speak, it turns me on so much.”
You stuck your tongue out, playing with his dick so that it hit your tongue over and over. Teasing someone had never been so much fun. It was so easy to push his buttons. There was a being protruding, at the center of his forehead. It made you feel accomplished, like your job was already done.
“You’re right,” you giggled, going back to using your hand only, “I am such a slut, but only for you Chan. Only for you sir.”
“Fuck,” he cursed, wanting to spit on you, “fuck this.”
He stood up, grasping your arm as he also made you stand. He sat back however, grabbing you by the waist, plummeting you down across his lap. Your clothed ass sat across his thighs. It didn’t take long for him, rather than pulling your panties down and throwing them across the room, he ripped them, not even giving you the decency of being fully naked.
“You think you can control me? After everything, stealing from me, lying through your teeth, wow you really a worthless little whore, aren’t you?”
“Fuck you moaned,” enjoying the vulgarity of his words to describe you, “I like pushing your buttons.”
Your voice was the one that was coming out strained now, making him chuckle already. He ripped your panties even further, leaving one large whole down the middle, material falling onto either side of his lap as he inspected your ass. His right hand traveled over, soothingly rubbing the soft skin of your backside. A satisfied hum came form your lips, wanton in the way his calloused fingertips felt.
“You certainly do, and you’ve had your fun,” he paused, lifting his hand, giving the first blow to your ass, “but now you have to learn.”
A large whimper escaped your lips, grafted in the way your skin was left searing, burying at his heavy hand. The heat felt so good, making you moan at how you knew there would be two big hands marks spread across your cheeks. You giggled heavily, a hum following as another he spanked you again, and again, and again.
“Ah,” you squeaked, “I must have been a really bad girl, huh?”
“Fuck yes you have,” he growled, fingers spreading past your cheeks, “so fucking naughty.”
His fingers reach your folds, spreading them evenly, watching the arousal dripping from your hole. He groaned once more, solely gratified in how easily your wetness was coating his fingers. He swiped one up, roughly swiping an individual finger against your clit, causing you to almost fall off of his lap. Lucky Chan had good reflexes, because he withdrew them straight away, gripping your hips, forcing you back ever higher on his lap.
“For such a big mouth, you sure are sensitive.”
There was nothing you could say, because he had banged the nail right on the head. Your body was already so sensitive, so fragile to his touch, like he was a magician with magical, spiritual fingers. Every single time his tips touched you, on your arms, legs, inner thighs, your pussy, a spark of electricity erupted, and you became light headed, completely intoxicated and melting into his touch.
He took his glasses off, placing them on the desk as he spread his legs, allowing more room for his elbow to come between your knees, spreading your own limbs farther apart, before sliding his fingers back into your folds. A well audible gasp left his lips at how easily his fingers plunged into your pussy. Your body shook, the unexpected fingers coming as a complete surprise. Nonetheless, a deep moan erupted from your chest. He pumped at an immense rate, on the other hand bringing continuous blows to your ass cheeks. The several different types of sensations were already overwhelming you, but you simply did not care. If anything, it just added to the toxic, crazy dizziness you were already experiencing. You felt dirty, dirty in the way you let a complete stranger bend you over and punish you for a regretful behavior. Dirty in the way that your ass was burning, sitning, practically on fire. How pathetic this scene would have looked to an outsider. But the part that made you feel the dirtiest, was how much you were enjoying this. Your whole was already clenching, the squalching was loud, echoing around his digits. Nobody had ever treated you like this before, in fact, most of the sex you particiapted in was intimiate, soft, playful, love making. No full force, spanks, choking were never even close to being coordinated into your sexy time. You didn’t know you could be aroused to this level.
Sweat beads covered your forehead, luckily not facing Chan as he quickened his fingers inside of you. A gentle whine escaped your lips, feeling every texture, every timbre, every single inch of his digits. The callous on his palms hitting your clit, wrinkles of his knuckles hitting your velvetine walls. Nothing could be more splendid.
“Oh my god,” you cried, completely exasperated, hands still cuffed behind your back as your legs began to shake.
“So fucking dirty you are,” he hissed, giving you another spank in the process, “you like being absolutely wrecked like a fucked out slut, don’t you?”
“Yes,” you whined, “I fucking love it.”
“Of course you do,” he scoffed,increasing his pace to a quicker rate, “fucking whore.”
Another whine left your lips the longer this continued. You could feel it, in the pit of your stomach. You knew the peak of arousal was coming soon, any second in fact, but you did not want it to end. Yes, you were already fucked out, but you wanted to be exhuated, at the point of complete exhaustion. Chan let you another chuckle, biting on his bottom lip as your juices soaked his fingers, continuing to fill the acoustics of the air as he mercilessly pumped you. He could feel it too, especially how much your hole was clenching around him.
“Say you’re sorry,” he grunts, followed by one more blow to your left cheek, “beg for it. You don’t even deserve to come, even though you’re so. Fucking desperate.”
This thrusts matched his words, increasing in force with each word of encouragement.
“I’m sorry,” you strained, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you struggled to speak, mouth wide open, “I can’t, I can’t hold it.”
He brought his fingers to a halt, anything but satisfied with your answer. He withdrew them completely, instead, keeping his index finger on your nerve bundle. There was no movement, yet you rutted your hips against him, as much as you could due to the restraints making it somewhat difficult to control your body. His free hand spanked you, again, a shake of his head followed. It made you stop in your tracks, making you realize that you were in deep shit.
“You seriously want to act like a fucking brat?”
You said nothing, a small whimper escaping your lips at the very, very subtle rounded movement on your clit.
“Look at you, you’re so fucking patehtic. Fully naked, pussy dripping, and me, fully clothed, barely touching anything. First you lied to me, and now you want to misbehave?”
“No, I’m sorry I-”
“Shut up,” he hissed, completely cutting you off before slamming his fingers back into your pussy once more, “you’re gonna beg to cum, and you’re going to fucking like it, do you understand?”
He brought his hand to your neck, reassuming his gentle pressure prior to the chamber of your throat as he continued to finger you. Your jaw dropped, breath hissing like a snake from the gentle cut off of oxygen supply.
“Please,” you wheezed, “I’ll be a good girl and never do anything.”
“Mhm,” he hummed, “keep talking.”
“I love being your filthy little slut. You make me feel so good. Can’t hold it in anymore. Please, please let me come.”
“You’re convincing me,” he smirked, smugness very apparent in his tone, “keep begging for me like the pathetic little slut you are.”
“Ah fuck,” you cried, hips begginng to jolt back anf forth, “please let me cum, I can’t hold it any longer hhhh.”
It was true, and the last thing you wanted to do was cum without permission. Your abdomen was tightening, and the coil that was your orgasm was so tight it was ready to snap at any moment.
“You’re lucky I’m feeling nice tonight,” he snickered, “why don’t you cum for me?”
It really took you a matter of seconds before your body flopped like a fish, Chan holding a grip on your hips as you let yourself go. Hands fingers moved in a smooth manner. He adjusted to your cry, letting your hips rutt on his fingers as he cooed you through your high.
“That’s it,” he whispered, a gentle hush spreading over the room as your jaw locked open, “such a good girl cumming around my fingers like that.”
The sudden praise made you grateful.
“Thank you, sir’ you sighed, breath completely exasperated, “thank you for letting me cum.”
“Oh, it’s my pleasure,” he replied, draggin you slightly forward as he opened his drawer and reached for his key. He undid the buckle in one swift motion, a sigh of relief heaving from your lungs as you brought your hands to your face. The red marks around the wrist made you heat, rotating them a little to bring back any feeling to them.
“Did you want to sit up?”
You nodded, allowing Chan to grab you by the wait. He helped you up, letting you straddle his lap. He brought your wrist to his lips, showering them in kisses. It was sweet, but also took you aback. You were truly unsure how these two sides of him contradict each other. You smiled at him, somewhat embarrassed of how such a simple task made you so giddy.
“That was really fun.”
‘Yes,” you nodded, pressing a peck to his lips, “I had a really good time.”
“Are you okay? I hope I wasn’t too crazy.”
You looked up, into his eyes, nothing but genuine fear and concern behind them. You shook your head, booping his nose and wrapped your arms around his neck, resting your head against his shoulder as you nuzzled into him.
“No, it was great, you were great. And yes, I’m okay, just a little tired.”
“Ah,” he replied, unsure what else to say. He didn’t want to violate a possible boundary. Like the epiphany you had before, he barely knew you. He didn't know where you lived, if you lived alone, with friends, parents. He was waiting there, patiently waiting for you to say something. He was hoping, secretly, that that wasn’t the end of the night, seeing as he basically destroyed you, ass covered in red prints. He wanted to take care of you. Pick you up and swoop you into a cloud.
“Did you want to come back to mine?”
“Oh, I can?”
“Yes,” you mumbled, lifting your head from his chest, “it’s late and I’m too scared to walk to my dorm at night. I also would not want you to be on the streets at this hour by yourself either.”
You stood up from his lap, finding your clothes and dressing yourself in a timely manner. He walked you back to the library, grabbing your backpack for you as you walked out, Chan following behind as he turned the lights off, locking the automatic door, and standing on his heels, shyly waiting for you to direct him to your abode. The two of you began to walk, a comfortable silence dancing over before your brain finally felt like it switched back on, heading straight to the book.
“Fuck,” you gasped, “the book.”
“Don’t worry about it.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah it’s fine,” he shrugged, “we can go to the cafe tomorrow morning and check if it’s there, otherwise I just have to put in a form, along with like 50 other books that get stolen to get another one.”
You scoffed, thawing your head back at how nonchalant he was.
“And to think we could have done that this whole time.”
“We could have,” he whispered, “but really I just needed an excuse to see you again.”
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I LOVE YOUR RED DESIGN SO MUCH
He is SO OOOUUUUUUUUUHHHHGGGGG
all your designs for the fsr cast are so so so tasty i love them all ooouwwwaahhhwhwhhwhwhwaahaewawawaaa
Thanks! XD
There's no competition, I love the new one SO MUCH.
Trying to make them all look different while still having that Link flare is a challenge but fun.
His pink hair is such an improvement over the bright red that blended WAAAY to much into his hat.
Trying to draw his eyes more similar to how Akira does as well.
I made him slightly paler and Blue slightly less pale to give them some skin variation.
Red's hair and skin were blending too much imo before I made him paler. Working with various shades of red and pinks is so hard agh.
Gave him a more cherry red tunic too + a red for his belt and hat rim.
I'm taking this as an opportunity to talk about things I love about drawing/designing them.
Blue's super long side burns are a favorite design choice tho. XDDDD
Blue also has a more unique nose shape being inspired by the noses in Soul Eater.
Him having no tights I think shows his wreck-less nature. XD
Thicc eyebrows are visually tasty and don't let anyone say otherwise-
Vio's face + hair is a favorite of mine. He has such a draw-able face.
Him wearing twilight princess Link's outfit is very fitting for him I think.
Him always having his sword visible is annoying to draw but also shows he perpetually has it there is kinda off-putting.
It's also SUCH a stark contrast when in the head space he has no armor and is in way less clothes. I wouldn't call them "revealing" because they're not, but they are compared to his 100% head to toe covered look in the real world. No armor, no long sleeve shirt no long tights. Just a baggy t shirt and shorts lol.
His tunic having a chainmail layer underneath is fun, Vio is the most armored up Link out of the four atm with his arm guards PLUS chainmail.
Vaati is literally color-picked from minish cap and his design is taken right from that too, but playing around with him reverting back to Wind demon mode is super fun art wise.
His colored Akira art is so desaturated agh. XD
I'd love to give Vaati a new outfit at some point tho.
Dark's blank slate design is a favorite of mine. He's so dang cute but I'm very excited to draw him in new things when he gets a new outfit. I think atm tho it draws attention to his creepy chest eyeball, changing hair and his expressions more since his outfit IS so bland.
I just love Link. He is so precious to me. Trying to work in all the colors from the four of them was a challenge but also really satisfying in the final design I think.
I just love how Green is tiered and his hair is similar to Link's but with a cap on. Also he makes me like the color green I typically don't like working with green. XDDDD
His hair is a MESS and inspired by Oracle of ages manga Link's hair. Specifically how it tilts down instead of sticking upward like in FS.
Him wearing Ocarina of Time Link's outfit is fun but I think it works better on Shadow. XDDDD
I'm really happy people liked Gannondorf because I struggled hah. My art style is more simple than Akira's but I'm glad I could capture the essence of Gannondorf. UwU
Like, he was mostly inspired by Twilight Princess Gannon with Wind Waker and Ocarina Gannon flare.
Ngl I love how OOT Link's outfit looks on Shadow Link. He looks so edgy.
The hot topic boots and different toned brown for his chest belt and actual belt are just the cherry on top. XD
I try to keep his hair in line with how it's drawn in FS because it gives him a unique silhouette when he's a shadow.
Though I'd love to design him more Gannondorf inspired attire like his desert cloak.
His TP manga Midna inspired look was mostly due to me wanting to find a way to show his expressions while ALSO showing he is an entirely black shadow.
Anyways yeah, FSR is very fun to work on visually XD
#four swords returns#four swords manga#four swords adventures#four swords#four swords returns au#loz fsr au#loz
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Can I get a Lo'ak x Metkayina female reader?
Where Lo'ak meets the reader when he first met Payakan. As Lo'ak gets to know the reader better he asks her why she stays in the sea with Payakan all the time and never goes to the village. All the reader answers is "Because I am considered outcast. Just as Payakan is. That's why I live here with him instead of with the other Metkayina. I don't belong with the other Na'vi. The reason for that is..."
You can continue it from there :3
Heeeeeeeeey! ngl this took me a bit. Was thinking long and hard what would make the na'vi different...until it hit me! So here ya go! enjoy!
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Kelsar
Lo'ak had enough. Enough of everything. The change of home, learning new things that aren't meant for him, being forced to get along with that skawng ao'nung. He had enough. It was bad his father was breathing down on back at the forest, but it has gotten far worse.
And as if his luck couldn't get any worse, he was stranded out in the open sea.
"FUCK YOU AO'NUNG!!"
He hated his life at the moment, as his life was being threatened by an akula. They looked more terrifying than a thanator. He hid under the coral and rocks He braced for the worst until a hand reached out to him. As means to keep him still. He couldn't turn to see but saw as the akula was ready to once again attack when suddenly, a tulkun hit the akula!
The two creatures fought a bit when the akula thought it wasn't worth it and left. Feeling the mysterious hand guide him up, with the tulkun assisting him. Breaking the surface and finally take in air, he gasps heavily. He heard a feminine giggle behind him, turning around he sees a metkayina girl.
Smiling, the girl helps him up on the tulkun's fin, sitting down as she calms herself.
"my my! that was fun!"
Lo'ak looked at her confused, taking in a good look at her. The girl's hair was long, very long, even with braids, she wore very simple top and loin cloth, not much jewelry on herself, just a simple hair piece with a shell décor. But she looked like all the other reef na'vi he as meet. Same shade of blue, but her eyes were than of teal blue. Her smile wide and bright.
"thank you for saving me, you and the tulkun" he says finally.
"this is payakan, my good friend" she says as she pats gently on payakan.
"nice to meet you payakan" he says, payakan made some noise and lo'ak shakes his head a bit. "im sorry, I don't know what he is saying".
The girl giggled again, "its ok, I can teach you, my name is kelsar". Lo'ak tilts his head a bit feeling confused. That name meant 'useless'.
"lo'ak" he says.
For the remainder of the day, they talk, kelsar would show him how to speak sign language, not to throw dirt of tsireya who was a wonderful teacher but kelsar was better in showing him sign language.
Lo'ak heard a bit of payakan being an outsider, but never heard of a metkayina being with the outcast.
"if its ok to ask...why are you with payakan and not back at the island?" he asks a bit nervously.
The girl smiled, but her smile was a bit sad. "they don't see me as one of their own...much like payakan, I too am an outcast".
"how? I understand with payakan but you? What could you have done or anything for you to be an outcast?" he asks, curiosity getting the better of him.
The girl didn't say anything but rather she bends down, splits her hair into two parts for him to take a look and there he realized.
Kelsar doesn't have a queue.
It didn't look like it was cut or anything deformed. Nothing was there.
Flipping her hair back kelsar begins to explain.
"when I was born, my mother and the tsahik were shocked to see me born without a queue...they never knew why it was like that. The tsahik at the time believed I was cursed, that I wasn't was Eywa envisioned me to be. That I wasn't her child..."
"she continues as she strokes her hair as mean for comfort.
"they knew it be a struggle. That I could never connect with Eywa or any animal, much less connect with my possible mate. My communion with Eywa never happened. I did my best doing my iknimaya but obviously I couldn't connect with a skimwing much less an ilu. I couldn't finish them...I tried my best. I hunted, I fought my best. Nothing was enough, my mother hated me. Everyone saw me as a freak, no one wanted to be my friend, no one even bothered to try...one day my mother suddenly wanted to go out an explore the reef with me. I was happy, I thought finally she wanted me. But I was wrong.....so so wrong....."
lo'ak lean in, letting her continue.
"she took me beyon the reef, into the open sea. I thought it was fine, but no. I looked behind me and she was gone...she left me. And not just leaving me like that no no. She left me where an akula was there. She left me to be killed. But payakan here saved me. And I have been with him since then. Isnt that right payakan?" she says as payakan agrees.
Hearing her story, being born with something that isnt in her control, he understood her. Understood her pain.
"now you tell me, do all forest na'vi have four fingers?" kelsar asks as means to change the subject.
"no no, you see my father was...."
they chatted more and more. Until night reached, where payakan and kelsar took him back to the island while being discreet. They hear jake and the other na'vi call out his name, they were searching for him.
"best you go now. Before they lose their minds" kelsar says. Lo'ak looks back at her then back at the people. "will I see you again?" he asks. He enjoyed her's and payakan's presence and felt more at ease with them. He didn't want to lose that. Kelsar giggled once more, he come to love that sound.
"of course silly boy. But you better go, they seem worried for you, go go" she gently pushes him onto the rocks. Taking one last look, they wave each other good bye as kelsar and payakan go back underwater.
Lo'ak shakes his head as he goes to his father. Ready to embrace what will come. Though he hopes to see more of his two new friends. Outcasts gotta stick together no?
And that is it for this fic! hope you all liked it! byeeeeeeeeee~!!
Kelsar = useless
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Would you ever consider doing a colouring tutorial?
Heyooooooo
I've done a coloring post before (a few months prior), but somehow, my coloring/painting process has changed a lot since then lol. I'll give a breakdown of my process (and go into specifics on coloring) here, but please do take it with a grain (or a spoonful) of salt... I'm still very much learning, and though you can use my process as a guide, experiment on your own to find what works for you! This post got a little long I'm ngl so. open at ur own risk. it's really just me rambling and being a bit too pretentious for my own good
using my recent post as an example, my process is basically just:
first i get a clean sketch (after many hours of pain finding detailed references lol), not gonna go into that since you asked abt coloring
then i immediately go to block out shapes over the sketch. For big paintings, I don't do lineart (because i find that it eliminates a lot of depth that can be achieved with shapes and shading) — for smaller sketches and pieces, i'll do lineart tho.
I started darker to lighter in this painting because I knew I wanted harsh light. For me, it's a lot easier to project "additions" onto a surface — ie, if there's a harsh light, that's the addition vs. a shadow in neutral lighting as the addition. dunno if that makes sense, but breaking tones down like that helps me understand how i want to chronologically color smth and choose my bases:
for example, since I knew I was gonna have harsh light here, I felt comfortable with just getting the tones for my shadows down immediately. There won't be many midtones due to how extreme I saw it to be, so there was no point in finding a neutral base tone.
how i choose colors varies from painting to painting, but for this one, I decided to lean purple-blue because skk are just one of many red and blue gays (same reason why most of my other skk works lean red-blue-purple), and also because I knew I wanted my light to be on the warmer side — thus, the shadows and unlit areas will be cooler.
i also wanted it to recede (to emphasize the perspective and for depth), so for the base colors, i made them cooler + darker as they went back. This wasn't as clear in the finished product, but i think it did a good job at reminding me the vibe i wanted as i rendered
By how much I've written for this step, I guess you can assume that it's the step I put the most consideration into — and you'd be right. I think base colors really determine the vibe, and it sets you up for the rest of the painting. Sometimes I have to color adjust my bases over and over (with hue adjustments, color balance, curves) until I'm satisfied. I think that satisfaction is obtained w/ more ease as I've painted more and more. Alongside the sketch, this step takes me quite a while. Sometimes it's fun to mess with really wild color combos, but that's another topic.
Then I block out the lighting, which is probably the most drastic step but also somehow the quickest for me. Once you understand how light affects color (warmth, tone, etc) and you gain confidence with it, blocking out values in relation to base tones isn't too hard. That ofc takes practice and a lot of fundamental understanding of Shapes & Colors but there's a lot of stuff online abt the theory specifically from professionals, so I'm not gonna lecture y'all as a fanartist for glorified literary author rpf
then i just start rendering, layer by layer. above is a screenshot i took mid-rendering; at this point, dazai's clothes were basically done but I later worked on the face + hair more and textured the tie.
I try to do the stuff I want people to focus on first, because at least for me, that's when I have the most energy to make smth detailed — the more detailed an area is, the more naturally drawn you eye is to it (this is because the brain likes areas of high contrast, and details are entirely founded on the placement of contrast).
My art has never been too extremely detailed — I enjoy flatter + bigger shapes, styled texturing and silly patterns, but I find that "detail" still translates into "effort". When I look at paintings, it's very clear where someone put most of their effort — and when I can't tell, then I know I have a very confident + experienced artist who can effectively distribute their workflow (goalz). So yeah, I render in my very silly poly style but still keep that in mind.
eventually, I finish rendering. This part is kinda a blur tbh, and it always varies from artist to artist. I'd say the things I keep in mind are:
shape + form (making sure my rendering doesn't mess up gesture or vibes, and that it keeps things loose)
composition (making sure i don't overdo areas where i don't want people to focus on)
and tone (ensuring that the depth and believability of the scene stays intact so that my non-realistic style can work)
I added the bullet because i wanted a reason for the goofy expressions, just a bit more pizazz so that skk's drama was also believable lol. also visual storytelling or whtv (but that's not something i usually prioritize, it mostly comes with the concept and sketch).
I also added the bullet for some compositional spice. the dark shadow on dazai's arms was there to also emphasize the warped perspective, but it also left a weirdly empty vibe that I didn't enjoy lol. So yeah, bullet! and ofc my favorite, weird flowy line pattern thing that doesn't adhere to the laws of physics
I think a lot of my traditional painting experience leaks into my digital painting practice. I don't like lineart too much, and since I mainly work with acrylic, I rely on opaque color blocks, layering, and "carving out" shapes. probably explains my affinity for solid flat brushes in Procreate,,,,, but yeah. It's a little all over the place, but at its core, it's a lot of technical stuff mixed with habits after finding what works for me.
Dunno if this helps at all, or if it was interesting lolol. Thank you for reading until the end if you're still here! I appreciate it. I'm still learning but I've definitely learned a lot since I started this blog so it's exciting to track my progress. I'm sure I'll see this in a few years and laugh lolol.
#pleuart#pleucas#casasks#sorry it got a little long#i did Not proofread this so there will prolly be a bunch of typos. just shout at me i'll fix it
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hi lovely!!! :3 can i have headcanons of character saying i love u to the reader for the first time w rui, tsukasa, & emu?💕
Characters saying i love you to the reader for the first time!!
Authors note: milk and i worked on this one together and she slayed tbh
Also Emu’s hc is 100% cheesy, nene & tsukasas are chaos (but dw because it's cute chaos) and Ruis hc was pretty much an entire fanfic because i have a soft spot for him
Warnings: bullying (?) other than that it's mostly cheesiness and fluff
EMU OTORI
-probably would happen at phoenix wonderland
-an exciting day of shows and amusement came to an end
-she says ily and ur in shock
Im making this one as cheesy as possible cuz i love emu
******
The sun began to set, the sky mixed with all lovely shades of pink, purple and orange, and you and your lover Emu made your way to the exit of Phoenix Wonderland. Both of your hands’ were filled with stuffed animals that ranged in different colors and sizes, along with a few bags filled with candy.
You both continued walking, Emu sometimes breaking the cloud of silence with occasional chit-chat about how much she enjoyed today. You didn’t mind it, of course. Listening to her rambles never fails to make you smile.
By the time you finally arrive at Emu's home, it had already gotten dark. Nothing in the sky other than the moon, in which the stars accompanied. Emu comes to a halt once she reaches the stairs that lead to the front door.
“Is something the matter, Emu?”
“Nono, i just wanted to tell you i had a lot of fun today, and i wanna thank you for that” she claimed.
“I see-“ you were interrupted by her.
“And i wanted to add that i loved today as much as i love you!!” She said, followed with a giggle as she rang the doorbell.
You whisper, “I love you too, Emu,” just before her sister opens the door, greeting the both of you.
You bid your goodbyes for the night, then continue to walk home with a smile stuck onto your face and butterflies that fluttered around in your stomach.
NENE KUSANAGI
-shocked she even said it herself ngl
-blush blush sm blush
-apologizes like 70 times
-internally panics
*****
Aggressive clicks can be heard echoing throughout the room as you continue to try your hardest to beat Nene who sits beside you, concentration set on her face which mirrors yours. Game Over flashes onto the screen and announces that player 1 has won which only causes you to sigh in defeat. From being both a little tired of staring in front of a screen and feeling like a sore loser, you ask,
“Nene, would you like to take a break?”
“Sure i guess’
“I’ll go grab us something cold” you add, bringing a hand to the crown of your head, trying to wipe away some sweat, followed by a fanning hand motion to cool yourself down.
*****
You both sat on your bed, the sound of the air blowing from the A.C covers up the silence that emitted from the both of you. Both of you were comfortable, though; accompanied by each other's presence even without each other speaking.
Until you hear a mutter from her, something along the lines of “I love you.”
You chuckle, and ask “Nene, did you say something?” While turning your head to look at her.
You could see her cheeks turn a bright red while she tries looking somewhere else.
“No, i- um..”
***********
It’s been around 30 minutes since Nene ran off, and you’ve devoted that time to searching for the girl.
“Nene?” You called out, likely the 10th time you’ve said her name, in hopes of a response.
You looked in the last room in your house, rummaging through the majority of the items for even a single clue of her whereabouts, looking behind the furniture and so on.
You stare at the sofa, shrug, and resume your search.
Then that’s when it clicked
She’s behind the fucking sofa!
You facepalmed at yourself, and approached the piece of furniture.
Leaning over, you saw a girl with grayish-green hair behind it. Her face was buried in her hands as she still mourns the moment of embarrassment from earlier.
“There you are!” You announce. You hear Nene wince in response.
Approaching her spot, you lent an open hand to provide support as she got up.
*********
You guided her back to the bedroom, while being bombarded with a load of apologies.
All you could really do was giggle in response, you didn’t mind what she said before, you found it endearing.
“Nene, don’t apologize silly. I love you too!”
RUI KAMISHIRO
-shameless
-proud of what he said ngl
-smug cat grin (“smug bastard” -milk)
******
It had been around lunchtime, students crowded the halls chatting with their friends. Rui had planned to spend this period brainstorming a few ideas for the upcoming show for his trope on the rooftop, since it wasn’t as packed up there today.
He’d been jotting down whatever came to mind, satisfied with the overall progress. Until he overheard something from a group of students at the corner.
“You guys see that kid over there?”
“Yeah, I heard he’s a freak!”
His brows furrowed at the comment. He knew better than to let words like those get to him so he tried to bring his focus back to the page of ideas in front of him. But the whispers then erupted laughter from the group were all too loud. The thoughts that were once ideas only turned into repeating the words 'weirdo' 'a freak' and hush warnings to 'stay away from him.' He sighed, deciding to close his notebook as he concluded that he had enough ideas for today.
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You trail behind a rather quiet Rui who seemed to be lost in his thoughts. It was quite unusual knowing that every other walk to his place to complete the project that you were partners on was filled with his chatter about his robots, ideas, the trope or anything that seemed to pop up in his mind.
Once you both reach Rui’s house, you settle down to begin any assignments that were given during previous classes. But all that seemed to plague your mind was Rui; he had been acting differently today, he was much more silent than normal. So, you chose to simply check in on him.
“Rui, are you feeling alright? you're acting differently.”
“no, dear. I'm just a little busy with schoolwork, and I still have to think of some ideas for an upcoming show” the alchemist claimed.
“In that case, let’s take a break from all the work then!”
*********
Both of you were on his bed, you had sat up against the headboard while Rui rested his head on your lap. You ran your fingers through his purple tufts.
“Rui, would you like to hear a story?”
“I don’t see why not, please, do tell.”
“Once upon a time, there lived a rather tall alchemist who had an aspiring apprentice. Although the apprentice was previously warned about his weird experiments by the villagers, the apprentice paid no mind to the warnings since the apprentice knew those words said by others were perhaps not the truth.
Rui interrupted;
“I think this ‘alchemist’ you speak of seems a bit weird, a freak even.”
"And I think you are mistaken.” You replied, with a grin.
You resumed the story,
"The apprentice was right all along, if they listened to those words they wouldn't have met the most admirable alchemist there ever was. The apprentice appreciated even the slightest efforts he put into lifting someone’s mood when they felt as if they were at their lowest. All the alchemist wanted was to make the village happy. Perhaps this trait among many others made the apprentice fall for the alchemist and while the alchemist made others happy, the apprentice wanted to make him happy."
You looked down at Rui who glanced elsewhere, knowing he’d been listening, you continue;
"The apprentice tells this story in hopes to remind the alchemist that they like the alchemist the way he is and they wouldn't want to change him for the world. So be like the apprentice and don't listen to other's words as they are not always true."
Rui redirects his stare to you,
“Say, do you think that story is about us?” He asked with his iconic cheshire grin, his tone was soft.
“Perhaps” you reply, a small chuckle came after.
The boy took your hand, intertwining it with his. He had debated whether he should share the conflict he came to terms with earlier in the day, given the story was based off of you both.
“Darling?”
“Yeah?”
“Do you mind lending an ear?”
“Of course, what’s on your mind?”
“I encountered a few people at school today, and ended up overhearing them talking about me.
Holding onto something stupid that people claim about me isn’t something I'd normally do, but I can't get the things they’ve said out of my head.”
You could hear the dreary tone through his words.
“Rui, I…”
It took you a moment to think of the right words to choose. Whilst realizing why he had commented on the alchemist during your storytelling.
“I don’t know what they’ve said, and I don't think I wanna know, for their sake. But one thing I can tell you is I don't think you’re a freak at all. You’re nothing near one, either.”
“If you are, well then, perhaps your difference from the world is what makes me love you.”
He smiled at your response. Bringing your hand closer to him, and planting a kiss onto it.
“I love you too”
TSUKASA TENMA
-shameless x2
- i see him yelling out the ily like “ILY!”
-i feel like he’d be flustered but not at the same time
-a mix maybe
-a blushing mess (what a cutie tho <3)
*****
You sat there on the bench idly, taking in the scenery around you, hearing the chatter and laughter of people in the background leaving the park as the sun dipped down into the horizon. Yet you remain seated in your position, not wanting to leave yet so you have a breather to yourself in hopes to improve your currently low mood.
"Y/N!!”
You look up, knowing exactly who the owner of the voice is. Both of you stared at each other for a while, although Tsukasa was unusually silent observing you while you tossed him an awkward smile in return.
"You wanna see my new poses?" He asked promptly and rather proudly. With a small nod from you, he suddenly starts posing, changing them every few seconds adding in a "ha!" with each pose. You couldn't help breaking into a laugh which caused Tsukasa's face to light up, unable to contain his growing smile. He continued, hoping you'd laugh more, gladly doing whatever it takes just to cheer you up. Embarrassment meant nothing if he got to make you happy. A big smile is now plastered on his face as he watches you bubbling with laughter, his heart swells, eyes filled with adoration. The only thought running through his mind is just how much he loves you.
"Y/n! I love you!" He yells ecstatically.
You stopped laughing from the shock, hearing him loud and clear. Confusion hits him upon hearing your abrupt stop of laughter, he was frozen mid-pose before he realised that his thought wasn't just said only in his head, he perhaps accidentally said it outloud. Tsukasa erupts into a flustered and blushing mess, covering his face with his hands. You get up from the bench to stand in front of Tsukasa, grabbing onto his hands and pulling them away to reveal his flushed face. With your stomach bubbling and your face starting to slowly match the color of his, "Tsukasa I love you too."
Now both of you were flustered and blushing messes, but you smiled to yourself, knowing that whenever you're feeling down you can always count on Tsukasa to cheer you up in the most unexpected ways.
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turnabout succession thoughts
parts 1 2 and 3
this ones gonna be a lil different, ill be adding thoughts as I play, then do a summary at the end. ill probably do this one under a read more
edit: i've finished, and yeah, glad i put it under a read more. just a massive block of bullet points under there, so i'll do my summary up here instead. full breakdown is under the cut. spoilers ahead!
apollo: loved his whole thing here. glad he still got to do the final blows to kristoph. phoenix did take over a lot, but i'm glad apollo was still there, yknow. also his bracelet! i know some people are probably like "great magic bracelet" and tbh the "power" is a little stupid, but i like that the bracelet technically has nothing to do with it? it's just something that tightens perfectly to your skin, and it feels like it gets "tighter" because you get more tense. fascinating
phoenix: mans is so mysterious. why do you not explain anything to anyone. please please please fucking tell your daughter she has a brother wtf. i get things are on a need-to-know basis with you but like. come on. that seems pretty need-to-know. also his fuckin hat camera thing!! oh my god!! man has been recording shit (presumably) this whold fucking time!!! what the fuck!!!!!!
trucy: never change queen i love you. been bossing people around since day fuckin one and no one can stop you. queen shit
klavier: this man. has been through. so fucking much. how are you still standing. how have you not collapsed under the anger and the grief and the stress youve been under?? baby boy please take a rest. please see a therapist. please im begging you
kristoph: what an evil man, but tbh? im still a little confused on his motive. why did he want to be so famous? why did he decide to kill so many people. why. mans a fuckin insane serial killer and yet. he still trusted his brother. maybe because klavier would've been harder to get rid of. the mishams, whatever, they're reclusive painters, no one would've noticed if they up and disappeared (technically). but klavier? man
conclusions: i love this game and i love apollo justice. thank you.
i called it i knew valant was gonna come back. yet he's only technically tangentially related to this case. suspicious......
vera. pretty..............
WHY does drew misham have that hair. fuckin mad scientist lookin ass
the fuckin. layer thing?? the minigame x-ray thing?? honestly super fun i want to do more
why did misham draw our cases???? how did he get this images when he has barely left his house at all?? im ngl i genuinely got a shiver down my spine when that got revealed like wtf. i felt like i was being watched
also didnt mention earlier but like. the envelope that nick gave trucy? fuckin. chekov's gun. deus ex machina. "this is a surprise tool that will help us later"-looking ass. thats so suspicious phoenix what the fuck
I HATE THIS STUPID BRUSHEL GUY I HATE HIS FACE WHY IS HE LIKE THIS
and hes gonna be a fuckin witness because of course he is goddamn it
and the trial's starting i do not feel prepared but what else is new
goddamn brushel. why do i have to look at him sweating. i hate this
klavier?? just fuckin flirting with apollo?? and my man just goes "anyways heres the point i was making" like my boy. my man please he wants your attention so bad hes so desperate
apollo goes "what if drew was a fake himself" and i suddenly caught on to his train of thought and felt like i slipped into the matrix. for a moment i felt so incredibly smart
"the... de.. vil...." vera please. did you just call kristoph the devil??
aaaaand of course this ties back to the case 7 years ago of course it does. phoenix "haunting the narrative" wright motherfucker. man please i just to play as apollo why are you bringing phoenix back into this
BABY KLAVIER THIS IS NOT A DRILL I REPEAT BABY KLAVIER
baby boy why are you wearing shades i cant see your pretty eyes.... baby your hair is so short why..... so young so pretty
oh right and phoenix and gumshoe are here. but klavier......
also calling it now valant is gonna be the second witness
in the meantime. did zak (shadi) actually do it???? did valant do it?? is perhaps my dislike of valant coloring my perception of the case?? so many questions so little time
fuckin called it there he is twirling his stupid baton. man idk what it is but i hate this guy so much
maybe he reminds me of max galactica. maybe i just have ptsd from the big top case. not sure
man also had a letter. but for a later time. hmm...
also where does the girl fit into this. isnt troupe gramarye a 3 person show? is the girl just. eye candy or somethin? did she also get a letter? or was she fully excluded from this whole thing?
speaking of girls theres a lot of guys in this courtroom. i miss maya. where's my favorite small medium at large?
klavier i love you PLEASE shut up about your music. no one cares
oh god oh no not the magician's grand prix please no
""ace attorney" Phoenix Wright" he did he said the line
"theres no proof he didnt do it, either" FUCKING THANK YOU. how long have we gone... with perfectly good explantions and reasonings, only for the prosecution to be like "yeah but i dont think they did therefore youre wrong" shyagzjfhsjks
fuck i know this evidence is forged but like. phoenix doesn't?? also is just the page fake?? is the whole book fake?? and klavier knows, right? didnt kristoph tell him that phoenix made-up evidence? though i got it from trucy, who got it from a mysterious man in the hallway. what the fuck is going on
god its such an obvious trap but theres literally nothing else i can do. it fits too well goddamn it
oh fuck and klavier's trying to warn me. god fuckin...
wait wait wait hold on. so we knew misham was a forger. we've known for years. it was brought up in court, in front of a judge. and they didnt arrest him???????? my only thought is that maybe they decided to "overlook" this crime in exchange for him cooperation but like. why
aha and im already seeing inconsistencies. misham is obviously covering for his client, he "never met them". vera, on the other hand, claims she met them face to face. a clear discrepancy, and now klavier's earlier (later?) freakout makes much more sense. hes been under the impression that phoenix is a liar and a cheat this whole time. obviously, he has no idea his brother's involvement in this whole this (tbf im still not clear on the details myself but dramatic irony at its finest)
MAN FUCKIN JUST DISAPPEARS ON THE WITNESS STAND. MY MAN YOU HAVE A CHILD WHERE ARE YOU GOING
OH MY GOD THE MAGATAMA??? ITS BACK????
just as a little aside as i embark on the mason system: looking at the court record, i see that kristoph and apollo have been added. both of them have (what i presume to be) their "present" descriptions, but their "past" ages. so apollo says "a greenhorn defense attorney. i call him apollo" and his age is 15. like first off. you did not meet apollo at 15 i call bullshit. plus kid is not a defense attorney he is in HIGH SCHOOL
anyway the kristoph one is funnier because it says he's 25 but "incarcerated for the murder of shadi smith" which has not happened yet. they dont even know shadi yet (well they do but. you get my point). okay aside over back to the game
awww its officer meekins. ill be honest i really was not expecting to run into him of all people
baby truce is the same as ever i see. she has immediately taken over phoenix's life and honestly? good for her
"i just dont know much about anything other than law" yeah thats what happens when you drop out of art school to save your crush from 2nd grade, phoenix. you end up knowing nothing
god fuckin. trucys mother. the woman in troupe gramarye. lamiroir. fuuuuuck
BABY VERA. SHES SO CUTE
WAIT WAIT WAIT BRUSHEL WAS THERE???? BRUSHEL WAS AT THE BOWL CLUB?????????
why does kristoph have a full study for a cell. what is this. what kinda rich asshole bullshit
black psyche-locks??? what does this mean...
okay wait im just now doing valant's locks. did they fucking shoot thalassa??? is that what happened to her??????? oh my god poor lamiroir....
no wait wait wait apollo has the same thing as trucy yeah but youre not implying what i think youre implying are you game?????? trucy and apollo?? are actually related???? nah nah nah say it aint so. i thought those were fuckin. headcanons. not. not actually....
ah so magnifi killed himself. okay. sure
WAIT WAIT WAIT HAS PHOENIX BEEN RECORDING THE WHOLE TIME??? WITH HIS LITTLE BUTTON??? OH MY GOD???
"mr. wright told me everything that's been happening" did he mention you have a sister. did he mention you and trucy are related. did he fucking mention that
god klavier... youre helping me against your brother.... man what this man must be going through.... your brother is a murderer yet you still help to make sure the truth comes to light instead of covering for him... fuuuuck
"i have to pull that darkness out of him" GOD FUCKIN-- apollo is trying to save klavier and klavier is trying so hard to help apollo even through all this emotional shit jesus fucking christ im going FERAL
okay so even though kristoph is a fuckin murderer and does not care about anyone... he still cares about his brother. he killed literally everybody else who knew about the forging (or tried to), he covered all of his bases..... except for klavier. did he just never expect klavier to betray him? did he trust klavier? if youre killing everyone else, why not your brother?
GAHDGSYDUJD
LAMIROIR??? SHES A JURIST???? HUHHHH???
ohhh fuuuckkk and the reveal of the other bracelet omggg
if you didnt piece it together by this point that would be a HELL of a reveal
i love vera im glad shes alive
question. for the straight people out there. is vera supposed to be apollo's love interest? like i know he was a lil blushy around her or whatever but like. is that just typical ace attorney stuff or are they trying to insinuate stuff.
i mean obviously klapollo is superior regardless but like. is that the intention
trucy dear we dont need to find you a mommy we just need to figure out where your other daddy is. probably in germany somewhere
PHOENIX YOU HAVENT TOLD THEM THEYRE RELATED WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU
and thats the end! lets go me
and as an aside for those who read through to the bottom of this: i'll be playing duel destinies next, and ill probably be writing my notes as i play again. my question to you is this: would you prefer this play-by-play again? or simply the post-case breakdown like my first posts were? thanks!
#apollo justice spoilers#ace attorney: apollo justice#aa:aj#m plays games#apollo justice#phoenix wright#klavier gavin#turnabout succession#.#i did genuinely enjoy this game#im glad i finally played it! and despite being spoiled for several things im still glad i actually experienced it#plus i did get surprised by several things too#ace attorney is fun! apollo justice is fun!!! play the games!!!!
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hello i have made more fanart but i actually like it this time
also i finished reading fool's gold and. why. why did you do this 😭
first off we have my wonderful child innit (yes i've adopted it, no there's nothing you can do about it)
secondly i tried to draw Vio. surprisingly the thing i was most overwhelmed about was the jewelry. i just couldn't cope with the lack of hair so i gave him some more hair.
the first one is with the colours i picked and the second one is "canon" colouring. i wasn't entirely sure what his tail or the triangle pin looks like but i tried. yes i used the splatter tool for the marking i tried drawing them by hand but it looked terrible. i also tried to include the second joint in how he bends his arms. originally i has the lab coat's colour to be more obnoxious than the one you had picked but it hurt my eyes so i changed it
also i noticed the mention of his second pair of eyelids a lot. so he has a nictitating membrane? i'm assuming that's what it is, since it fits the description and the way those open/close would be considered wrong (from left to right instead of up and down)
if it is a nictitating membrane- i remember seeing somewhere that his planet had glass(?) storms, so i was wondering if that protects his eyes like a camel's protects its eyes during a sandstorm? sorry i just find this sort of- not world. uh species-building interesting lol
!!! MORE ART FOR THE FRIDGE AYYYYY
You aren’t the only one to adopt Innit. Askblog is interesting. You can see the evolution of Daz in it, too!! I did it because I feed on reader’s tears :3c
Also, Innit Going Away was pretty much inevitable. There was no way for it to be on the askblog suddenly without it having vanished, because Innit was created LONG after Daz had been introduced. I had to work backwards to figure out what would have made that happen. I think the answer is kind of heartbreaking, ngl, but like...I don’t see another way it could have turned out. It led to some fun content tho!
Oh, right, you didn’t see the very top. The canon colors are to give a better idea of what I had in mind. Sky blue could mean a LOT of different shades! I know that actually drawing with those PRECISE colors might be difficult, and I have a disclaimer about “yes, I know it could shift in Actual Art, this is just to have a solid baseline to work off of.”
The tail is more like an alligator’s, and it’s the spines along the top of it that can go flat or Not Flat as he so chooses.
And, yes, that’s what I mean by that lmao. I honestly didn’t consider it re:glass storms, but you’re right! That’d definitely help with those, as well as with general sand blowing about.
I loooooove world and species building. It’s SO fun to really dig into the minutiae of how do these things work and WHY? Vio has a lot of really interesting quirks in particular-- like, magic is basically poison to him. A LOT of enchantments either don’t work at all or cause a huge backlash if he tries to use them (water-based ones in particular. That’s why he hates tridents lmao). Others only kinda-sorta work. Silk touch is one that straight up has zero effect. Even with a properly enchanted pick, it fails to activate. This will eventually become a plot point in the rewrites, hehe!
I have a lot of lore sunk into Sanctuary itself (and a fair bit of it is in Sibling Acceptance Rituals and onwards!!) as well as Blood & Gold. A LOT of stuff that never actually made it into any fic was figured out! For instance, one of the few things bgWilbur DIDN’T lie about was his mom being Lady Death. This comes up in a few AUs, but not in the main timeline nor Welcome To The Inn/Creepypasta.
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tally hall sketches and other assorted doodles
Here ya go guys! I also have improvement pics from last year! Almost two years in the Tally Hall fandom! Woohoo! My Marvin's CD is gonna hate me even more after all of this
A Ross sketch! I'm super proud of how it turned out! Below is a close-up!
The aforementioned close-up, showing the shading on his face and the folds of his sleeve!
Zubin! I love the side profile, and I used his picture in the MMMM booklet as a reference! Close up below, so you can see some of the more fine details/shading
the close-up!
Here's Andrew! His hair is kinda hard to not fluff-ify, but I dealt with it anyways and tried my best to keep it close to reality. Obligatory close(r)-up below.
next will be some other random stuff, mostly tally hall, but some of it is oc art
drew this drawing of Ross last September. Not amazing but very stylized, which I love/hate. the tag on the bottom left reads, "he's rather disheveled but this is the best I could do back then"
wtf is he doing? He in an action movie or something? btw this was last-year's andrew. very stylized. i hate it.
decided not to include the other last-year Rob cause i hate it deeply. this one's much better. very fluffy. i dont like the collar tho
just me poking fun at my horrendous attempts at stylizing joe. im not gonna draw him as much as the others btw.
This is from an au created by @bonkdd, but i did rob and andrew's designs bc i never saw his designs for them. i also added a lot of lore and plot stuff because i really liked the concept. in simple terms the tallies are robots that were abandoned by Marvin after he passed away so now they're falling apart n stuff without him to care for them (that's why rob hides his face). Anyways, huge thanks to Bonk for the original idea! They're a great artist, you should go check them out!
Edith, drawn/sketched with a ballpoint pen.
Another one. I like this one better, but I spent two days on this one versus a half on hour on the other so i guess it makes sense
Adrian and Reuben (OCs), done in a college-ruled notebook bc i ran out of pages in my sketchbook. next is a close-up so you can see more shading.
probably my favorite gay couple i've ever written ngl
Ace again, but wearing Reuben's favorite sweater.
Looking mighty fine!
He's lookin' tough, he's got the stuff, he's got the spiffy shades... (/lyric)
pose practice
Boll weevil, why don't you get out of your home? (/lyric)
old art jumpscare - i actually kinda like this one, might redraw it. Below is the full thing
why is zubes staring like that??? its creepy
here's another. i don't know why it's sideways. andrew is scared of joe btw, this isn't the entire drawing
Did an embossing peice. It's the Mojo Chessmaster! I tried by best to make it as detailed as possible, and I think I did pretty alright. The neck was probably the worst part to do. Below are close-ups
the head of the guitar was a pain in the ass.
This part was also pretty tricky but it came out okay. the dials at the bottom are raised as much as I could get them to go, so I'm not worried about them. My issue here was the pickups.
I also added Flansburgh's little signature guy but i drew his hair because why not? Anyways this piece took me a good hour or so to finish, I think it'll fetch a good grade (it was for my metal design class).
I'll add a sketch I just did as a bonus:
it's from a tally hall fanfic/au i made back in may after my grandpa passed away. It was a great stress-reliever and I still really like how it turned out. It's about cryptids and monsters and shit. I'll post a summary on a different post because this one was mostly for the drawings. I might post a few installments of it on my ao3. It could be a weekly thing since i usually have time on fridays to write.
Once again, a close-up is available below.
I put literal hours of research on cryptids and of the area (ann harbor, MI) while writing this fic. It was fun though, and it helped me a lot. Feel free to ask me anything about the plot or world-building !
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Voiceplay Visuals: Moana Medley
For the second part of this series of mine, we're going with Voiceplay's most popular video on YouTube (and Facebook) ever: their Moana Medley! Released on the 19th of August, 2017 (just a few days shy of Geoff's 37th birthday), it currently has over 44 million views on Youtube, and it truly is impressive in its arrangement and vocal performance. But I'm not here to talk about vocals, I'm here to talk about the visual stuff! So let's go!
Group shot! I love how Rachel is wearing a cute red(?) tropical dress, and the others... barely even try with their outfits 😂
Layne is wearing long pants (or three-quarters at least), but he's at least wearing a "surf Cali" shirt, so there was at least some thought in it. Earl I will allow, as he's just kinda got Beach vibes here ngl (I think it's at least partially the hair). Eli kinda looks more like he's ready to go play golf, and Geoff is wearing a hoodie! Geoff, dude... 😅
I was thinking about this video a while ago and was like "wait, who did J play again?" and then I had to remind myself "oh right, this was before he had become a full-time member (for about 3 or 4 years) (but after Tony left the group to focus more on Pattycake Productions and behind-the-scenes stuff)
Kind of a lucky coincedence that this video was the one that introduced a lot of people to Voiceplay (before Oogie Boogie's Song at least), since they actually tell you in the video who everyone is and who they're representing from the movie.
"How many pounds of sand did we use to create our fake beach?" Voiceplay asks in the description. I don't know, but i'm guessing Quite A Lot.
Consider the COCONUT! (the WHAT?) Consider its treeeee!
(Voiceplay assured fans via video description that no coconuts were harmed in the filiming of this video 😋)
I said in another post that I was really tempted to do a thing studying the way Geoff's hair has changed over time and the various styles it has taken, and screw it, I'm doing it via this series! And this is what I mean by it:
A quick trace over a screencap (using a drawing app I have on my laptop), plus a few colour-picks from his hair (because I swear the shade of brown changes a lot just from the lighting alone). Anyway, we continue onwards!
Shoutout to Geoff's expression on "that's right!" from the opening song, Where You Are, love this boy
Who did the waves? Was that Kathy? (She's done puppeteering for other videos, such as Get Back Up Again). It's very cute, love the dedication
Rachel as Moana? Yeah nah yeah you don't say! 😂
"HEY!"
(Okay yes a lot of this is just going to be me pointing out amusing moments, but Voiceplay really know how to be funny, and I'm having fun, so eh)
Eli is underrated when it comes to comedic moments tbh, and also the king of Eyebrow Game (Geoff's a close second)
Well that answers my question about Earl's upper arm tattoo from the This Is Halloween video, anyway! (I.e. it is apparently real)
Layne was in charge of both the music arrangement and the video for this cover, so like, did he cast himself as Hei Hei? 😂 He could have been "Mini Maui", who is another nonspeaking character, but would have made more sense for his singing/rapping bit, but hey, don't get me wrong, I'm not criticizing! He makes a great Hei Hei 😁
(Also the fact that Layne's character card thing is orange, and this was before he earned the title of Carrot Lord! The foreshadowing!)
Geoff just deadpan handing a coconut to Layne, love that (also what is it with Voiceplay and nearly every single video screencap looking like a great Draw The Squad/Tag Yourself prompt? 😂
"Get the hook! Geddit?"
Geoff with not-yet-shoulder-length hair (i.e. Younger Geoff) is a different vibe to long-haired Geoff honestly. I very much love him as he is today, of course I do, but I still very much enjoy him here too <3
It's a freaking crime that they cut away from Geoff on the "I can't" part of the "I'll never hide, I can't, I'm too shiny!" line tbh /j
Geoff wears a watch a lot in videos (and since the last few years at least, he usually has something on the other wrist too), but for this video he apparently decided to not wear a more regular black or brown watch, and instead went with something a lot more, well, Shiny! (low-key drama queen vibes ngl, love that for him)
The "Know Who You Are" section is absolutely beautiful in every single way, 10/10, no notes
Love Rachel's dancing, she's a brilliant performer, both on mic and in front of the camera!
This might not be one of the biggest displays of "hey check out what I/we can do!" for any of the Voiceplay members out of all their videos, when it comes to vocal ranges and stuff, but it's still a great one to watch, and I'm happy that it did so well on social media! It's got the playfulness and silliness that has always been and continues to be part of Voiceplay's overall "brand", while still being a really good production and arrangement.
#voiceplay#acapella#geoff castellucci#eli jacobson#layne stein#earl elkins#earl elkins jr#rachel potter#moana#moana medley#acaplaya analysis#voiceplay visuals
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Hi Tuna, this is Robyn Vanrouge! I love all your art and I'm super excited to be invited to the Sea-Side Party! Congrats on all your milestones! I can definitely see why so many people have followed you! *shakes pompoms*
My favorite thing to do at the beach is search for interesting seashells and build sandcastles! I like playing in the water too and will probably join the splash competition for fun but I'm not very competitive so if I play any of the games I won't be very intense about it.
My favorite color is pretty much any shade of blue. I'll wear my Diasomnia swim shorts and an oversized tshirt (probably one of Sebek's white ones that he insists I wear) and I'll bring a bag to collect shells and interesting things in and a camera to take pictures to show the others!
I think you forgot to send Malleus an invitation, so I made sure to invite him as my plus one! He's really excited and has been making plans and talking with da-Lilia about proper beach party etiquette! Don't worry, we won't forget to bring the customary flesh-eating lilies as a thank you gift! He said they were a must!
If you wanted to see my Magicam bio here's a link!
Robyn Vanrouge Magicam
Thank you again! I can't wait to have fun with everyone! <3
-Robyn Vanrouge
P.S. I'll make sure to send you a link when I make a Magicam post about what we did at the party!
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With the amount of Savanahclaw students, anyone would expect them to reign supreme in the splash contest. Afterall most were sizable jocks with heavy muscle. Despite this, and his size, Lilia's competitive side had him determined to win. Of course, Malleus quickly joined in, influence by Lilia; Robyn could only watch as the two enjoyed themselves.
Robyn floated leisurely on a doughnut innertube, watching as Lilia would float up, jokingly flexing before summersaulting back down into the water. Malleus watched carefully as if learning a new form of fighting style. He chuckled "I see... Allow me to give it a try." Lilia laughed as he floated in the water, handing goggles to Robyn as he spoke "You're gonna want some of these~!" Robyn stared questioningly at the goggles, but listened to Lilia's advice and strapped them on.
Malleus swam out a bit to the platform most were jumping off from. As he climbs atop it, people made room, some nervously moving away others curiously watching the prince. Malleus looked up to the sky and launched himself. Whether it was his magic or just pure strength, everyone watched in awe as he graciously performed and still managed to land in a cannonball. The water practically exploded upwards, causing large waves to crash about and even flip the platform. Lilia and Robyn watched, water flinging even to where they had been floating. Seems goggles were a good idea, seeing most of those in the area were washed away.
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^o^ Thank you for participating!!! Im ngl i forgot Malleus had long hair while drawing this and when i looked at refs i was just like WHA? I EVEN HAD TO CHECK MY OLD DRAWINGS OF MAL TO SEE IF I HAD KNOWN THIS BEFORE AND JUST RECENTLY FORGOT OR IF I HAD BEEN DRAWIN HIM W SHORT HAIR THE WHOLE TIME XD
ANYWAYS!!! Thank you again and i hope you cna enjoy!! <3
#tuna be talkin#pinkskybelle#tunasseasidesq#twst fanevent#event request#twst#twisted wonderland#twst oc#twst malleus#twst lilia
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putting all my concert thoughts in a poast before i forget. here we go mucho texto warning. also setlist talk is gonna be out of order probably
the drive to the venue took longer than anticipated, traffic was so backed because dfw is just Like That. dont come here. and ft worth especially oh my GODDDD but we made it in time for the maine. i missed the first opener again its fine
ive only listened to the maine casually over the years and i like them but THEY WERE SUPER FUN LIVE????? the energy was so high for such a short set and they honestly sound better live than album recordings. i may have to stan
also Bassist Hot whats his number
theyre all kinda hot really. from my distance at least. sorry
robby energy
the sound at dickies arena in general is just soooo much fucking better than an outdoor stadium the guitars and drums were up to 11, ppl werent wrong abt the sound quality in this venue. sux its in ft worth though ONE MASSIVE DOWNSIDE kfmjsdkglafk
amazing sound at the cost of my hearing because. i forgot to buy ear plugs again it hurt just a lil bit. especially the pyro. at least its only been 2 times so far I WILL LEARN MY LESSON NEXT TIME LOL
i accidently sat in the wrong section but the my actual tickets i bought were closer so WE TAKE THOSE!!! not close enough to see skin pores but still very much enough
jimmy sounded great!! didnt know most of the songs despite doing a bit of listening but i got bleed american and the middle at the end which both ruled so. worth it
kinda wanted the maine back but ITS OKAY NO SHADE
patrick message on the projector. which is funny for anyone at home but FOR ME THERE I WAS LIKE [DREAD] [DREAD] [DREAD] FUCK DFW WEATHER
imagining patrick doing vocal warmups in the car by himself did lighten my mood just a tad. i had no proof but a feeling he did that
and then the pete images. only got a glimpse thru shitty venue connection but that made me laugh
and my battery was already low so the waiting and stalling was painful 😭
i was directly diagonal from the guy in the east wing lower bowl that started a monkey-see-monkey-do light show thru the whole stadium while waiting for fob and i just love the goodness of people at concerts its everything to me PEOPLE ARE GOOD
the woman next to him also danced like a beautiful drunk swan the entire show and idk if i wanted to be her or be her friend
also if u saw plain ol me clear glasses brunette hair tourdust shirt and bracelets HI YES WAS I
i didnt feel like going around to trade bracelets again as nervous anticipation set in but i DID pick out an american psycho bracelet from a person who came up to me so i completely unknowingly manifested there holy fuck. im cherishing it forever thank u to that person
WRECKING BALL. LMAO
also i sang along to Thats What You Get by Paramore playing in overspeakers because thats my fucking band but I HEARD MORE PPL IN THE CROWD SING ALONG TO OLD PANIC WHICH PERSONALLY OFFENDED ME JUST SAYIN
wdstf singalong was everything. again the energy at concerts <3333 my people
LIKE 30-40 MIN LATER FOB IS ON FINALLY. i did not cry this time to lftos i was just glad they were there the worry Dissolved
joe and andy were so visible from my seats i stared at them both nearly the entire show. patrick brain out the window they are SO MUCH MORE ATTRACTIVE IN PERSON IM TELLIN YALL 4K HIGH DEFINITION THRU MY EYEBALLS GOT MY BRAIN IN A. TORNADO!
photos and videos were not fantastic my phone is nawt the latest model so nothing worth posting here sadly. but for myself? everythang
IM KICKING MYSELF because i so clearly had andy in view for HIS DRUMSTICK THING DURING SUGAR but MY FINGER DIDNT PRESS RECORD BUTTON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ARG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FUCKETH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
please. please if ur close to andy, video that for me i need it for no reason other than its my favorite lil thing that nobody at tourdust shows. thank u so mch
NO CHICAGO FOR ME THIS TIME getting doa twice is kinda crazy ngl
patrick apology (no tears) for grand theft autumn was funny
andy and pete had cute smiley interactions around disloyal order during the set. or before that idk. i know a bubble hit andy's drum kit (or he swatted it away himself?) and they were smiling at that 😭😭😭 theyre litrly besties do u understand.........
of course p squared still did their signature scissoring techniques thank u for that old men
NO HEAVEN IOWA. THEY SKIPPED HEAVEN IOWAA FOR DOLDRUMS. i still went hard of course but CONSIDERING HOW GR8 THE SOUND WAS I WAS ONLY SLIGHTLY BUMMED
you dont even wanna know how estatic i was for hum hallelujah. i had to get myself proof of it for it to be real. tahnk u. ill never recover ever. peace and love in my brain
i dont rememebr certain songs where joe had this very specific swagger but he so very much did i saw him. with my own eyes. (in the voice of the luke skywalker tweet) dont worry joe i'll appreciate ur cuntiness
headfirst slide. in this venue.
oh my god bro
both p squared riffs <3 especially the one near the end where pete saw someone watching shit on their phone nd said it was basketball JEYDEUGHEKDLK patrick chiming in w something about dont make fun of his step-dad. gold.
saying smfs reminded him of texas #TEXANPRIDE #COWBOYS
PATRICK DURING RIFF SAYNG HIS GLASSES ARENT CURRENT PRESCRIPTION. THE REVEAL THAT HE STILL CANT SEE. WE LOST
medley was like. a relief to me because i expected it it was like a cool towel in the midst for what was about to come. cant blame the guy for getting literally zero practice beforehand fmdsjfdslg
the 8 ball.
i cried BIG PHAT BABY TEARS
i love them more than words can say. i didnt know i needed it but i did
im still emotional thinking abt it
saturday aftercare cured all (even though i was WOOPED from going so hard EVERY SONG. couldnt scream anymore my voice is still shot. i refuse to NOT go as hard as i do)
i think that is all the notable stuff i remember i wish i couldve written down stuff on the ride home BUT i will add more if i think of it. overall its hard to say which show i liked better they both meant the absolute world to me!!! FALL OUT BOY FOREVER
#i didnt mean to write an entire essay but. ya#line break is when fawb starts#skulltxt#my show#it can go there i guess
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Ghost Writer Redesign Discussion🪶
I really like OG Ghost Writer’s design. The colors r nice, love the coat and scarf, plus he’s kinda like a looks can be deceiving case. Compared to other ghosts he doesn’t look as scary as them which makes how much he can get the upper hand on Danny all the more impressive. I wanted to push the horror theme more, specifically gothic horror into his design.
The biggest change is that I made him a bird🐦 I think you can guess why, hint (”Nevermore”). Though fun fact, he’s actually a crow, not a raven, as shown with his smaller beak and thinner physique while ravens have more curved beaks and bigger. Ducktales is a really good reference for making bird characters, especially their beaks.
Made his hair like feathers. Added a short ponytail for extra feathers. I’m putting his power into his feathers so it makes sense for him to grow out his hair🪶
Replaced his shirt for a turtleneck sweater.
Made his coat a lighter purple with darker accents. Also added elbow patches and made the cuffs and lapel bigger🧥
Isn’t wearing pants, his legs now bird ones. Ngl while designing his legs, made me realize how it looks like birds wear puffy pants, lol.
No longer wears shoes, since he has bird feet. Does wear spats though. I think Scrooge McDuck would approve.
Made his scarf striped like bird legs and made the ends darker and tassels more apparent.
Made his glasses pore pointed and added a tint shading to the glass👓
Added a tealish blue into his palette💙 To add more to his palette aswell as give off a calm, neutral vibe.
Wanted to make him more gothic, specifcally Victorian gothic. Pushing the classic horror more for him. I do defend giving him a Victorian style outfit like Edgar Allen Poe’s but I really liked the modern elements he had and I feel like he died in more modern times so I went for a mix of classic and modern goth elements. The coat, fingerless gloves and spats especially. The bird skull necklace is a more modern part(the fingerless gloves can also be seen as that too). I also wanted to keep the modern sophisticated look, his OG design had. The type you’d see professors or writers on book covers wear in illustrations/cartoons. Like the turtleneck, elbow patches and scarf.
OG Color scheme-Grays, purple, black, white and green.
My Color Scheme-Black, grays, purple, tealish blue, bluish tints and white.
Made his round, green eyes, sharp blue ones. Also removed his pupils.
Gave him fingerless gloves.
Made his hands bigger and fingers sharper at the end, since they also count as his wings🦅
Removed his eyebrows as well as goatee.
Also doesn’t have ears or a human nose. Being a bird.
Added lines under his eyes. Feels like a guy who feels stressed and tired a lot.
Added a bluish tint to most of my blacks and grays as light usually reflects off crows, giving them a sorta bluish tint.
What do you think? How would you redesign GW? I’d love to know💖
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