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nottapossum · 2 months

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Hazbin Hotel Classification AU: Itty Bitty Sinners as Caregivers/Littles PT 3: More detailed Character notes

VOX and Velvette and also Valentino

📺Vox: Flip

💗Velvette: Flip

🚬👅Valentino: Flip (not sure specific classification, but he does regress and will help take care of the other two)

💗Velvette as a Little: 💗

Flip! 50% Caregiver and 50% Little

Age: (1-6)

💗Bratty little alert! A precious little diva! 💗

💗Velvette always wants her hair done and to be dressed in very specific outfits she chooses. She'll cry if Vox doesn't do it right, and then Val needs to step in and do it because he actually knows how to do hair.

💗Velvette wants everything her way! No one else is in charge! She is! (She's not, but she can try)

💗Demanding! She wants cuddles? She gets cuddles, or she'll screm! (She has broken Vox's screen before due to her screaming so loudly.)

💗Velvette is very smart! And she's hurt when people don't take her suggestions seriously when she's big. That's why she's so demanding when she's small, she wants people to listen to her!

💗She perfers Vox when she's really little, but when she's older, she perfers Val.

Reasons:

Vox is softer and he's more protective and coddles her.

Valentino however is more willing to play fashion show and tea parties with her!

💗Favorite things to watch when little: Where in the world is Carmen Santiago, Ever After high, monster hugh, Dora the explorer, Fancy Nancy, Gabby's dollhouse, Tinker Bell movies, Barbie fashion fairytale, any Barbie movies, Elena of Avalor, Teenage mutant ninja turtles, and Coraline.

💗Velvette loves playing games on her phone! She's an iPad kid who always asks if an adult has games on their phone if hers is dead or taken away by Vox.

💗Vox has strict rules for Velvette, but Valentino lets her get away with everything!

💗She loves putting on a show for Vox and Val! Either fashion show, play, or concert! She's very talented!

💗She loves dressing up! She has a ton of costumes! She'll even ask Val to do her makeup so she'll look more like the characters.

💗Velvette loves to sing the songs from Six the Musical all the time. At this point, both Vox and Valentino know all the words... but they've never heard the actual musical.

💗Music needs to be playing for her at night, or she just won't sleep!

💗Velvette loves dolls! Barbies are okay, Ever After/ Monsters high dolls, strawberry shortcake, polly pocket exc.

💗Her favorite drink when little is Alicorn Milk and strawberry milk!

💗Favorite food is berries and (cream ha!) Yougurt.

💗Loves animal ears (headband), especially cat ones!

💗Loves giving her caregivers makeovers!

💗Designs her own little clothes when out of headspace. She has so many, she has her own little closet. 😍

💗Velvette curses when little... A lot. Valentino finds it hilarious while Vox tries to keep her from doing so.

💗Velvette needs to wear diapers and pull-ups sometimes, which is why she has designed some specifically for her younger self that have adorable patterns on them 💕

💗She's very energetic as an older little! She runs around and jumps on the furniture because she's just full of crazy energy.

💗She'll talk everyone's ears off. She was discouraged when she was a child for this, but Val and Vox don't mind it and encourage her to talk as much as she likes.

💗She's very loud!!!! She's finally allowed and takes advantage of that!

~~~~~Nicknames:~~~~~~~

She calls Vox: Vee, Voc, Dowa (because every TV is apparently dora when she's a tiny 1 year old.)

Vox calls her: Princess, Vellbelle, belle, click, canva, sweetie, baby, babygirl, my dear.

She calls Val: Vee, tino.

Val calls her: Babydoll, princessa, babygirl, cupcake.

Vox as a caregiver

📺Vox is always the first to take care of Vel or Vox because he's the one with the most caregiver instincts. (He's the main Cg)

📺He'll keep a close eye on the littles. He always assumes they're up to no good if they dissappear or are quiet. (He's not wrong)

📺Vox has to take Velvette's phone away every now and then to get her to listen to him.

📺He's very good at soothing littles, playing some calming videos for them while he holds them, and rocks them to sleep.

📺He's always babying Val, no matter if he's little or not.

📺He's the best at cooking. He's really good at making food he knows both littles will like.

📺He does 90% of the caregiving responsibilities. It's not an equal balance at all.

📺He tries to be the cool, fun type of dad. But he doesn't always nail it. (He almost never does)

📺He tries his best to help Velvette with her hair, but he's really bad at it. Val always has to step in. Velvette will try to teach him by using dolls as examples, but it never works.

📺He likes Val a lot more when he's regressed, but he never expresses that.

Vox as a little.

Age: (2-7)

📺Vox loves mine craft!

📺Vox regresses the least because he pushes it down in favor of caregiving. Then he starts malfunctioning because of it.

📺Favorite stuff to watch: Cocomelon, finding Nemo, paw patrol, Megamind, Cyberchase, Fetch! With Ruff Ruffman, little Einsteins, the amazing world of gumball, and Danny phantom.

📺Vox can be gentle and soft most of the time unless someone provokes him and causes him distress, or if things just don't go his way. Then he'll throw a tantrum, causing him to glitch and/or malfunction.

📺Vox is a very smart little and normally understands a lot despite being little.

📺Vox does enjoy cartoons as little, but he'd much rather watch the greatest showman on loop! (Little Vox singing: "Woah!")

📺He wants Val's attention all the time and gets upset if Val is too busy to play or cuddle with him. He'll be happy with just Velvette most of the time, but sometimes he'll demand both of their attention and wont settle for less.

📺Velvette is the one to care for him the most. She'll listen when he talks about his games, shows, or any random knowledge that he's fixated on at the moment, and she'll legitimately try to understand and remember it all. But usually she gets bored and she doesn't remember any of it.

📺He has temper tantrums a lot! But Velvette is very good at calming him down.

📺He gets along really well with both Val and Velvette when they're regressed with him. The three of them love playing together! ❤️ 💙 💜

📺He argues with his caregivers a lot. He thinks he always knows better than them.

📺He's pretty good at talking his caregivers out of punishments, negotiating through food choices, and basically anything else. He loves having any sense of control.

📺He loves FNAF and knows all the lore!!!

📺He needs constant attention.

He will not be left alone! Or he'll throw a tantrum.

📺He easily gets frustrated, and he almost always ends up crying when he's small.

📺Little!Vox loves sharks and puppies! He also loves eels, stingrays, and angler fish.

📺He knows a million facts about sea creatures, and he wants to tell the other two all about it!

📺 His favorite toy is the giant shark plushie that Val bought for him 🦈

~~~~~~Nicknames:

Little!Vox calls Valentino: Vee, Val

Little!Vox calls Velvette: Vee, Vel (no real nicknames)

Valentino calls little Vox: Baby, Buffy,

Velvette calls little Vox: Darling, sweetie, glitchy Baby, small fry, bud.

Valentino as a regresser.

Not sure if he's a pet regresor or a little. He just kinda smol sometimes.

(Age ??)

Just a reminder, though Val regresses in this AU, he's still a bad person. He's just also a tiny sometimes.)

💛Val never remembers when he regresses, and always claims he never regresses, ever. No matter how many times Vox tells him otherwise.

💛Valentino loves to draw when little! He's very good. If he's feeling a certain way, drawing is an easy way for him to explain how he feels...words are hard.

💛He bites everything! Vox is constantly having to keep him away from chords and anything dangerous, just to have the moth bite his screen and crack it.

💛He will be perfectly fine most of the time if you set him by any type of light. He's...strange.

💛Val prefers Vox as a caregiver, but he's okay with Velvette watching him for a bit.

💛He'll run into things all the time. He's blind as a baby bat.

💛He's very bratty and doesn't listen worth anything, but Vox can usually distract him enough to calm him down.

💛Val doesn't really have a favorite program or show, Vox will just put on anything bright and colorful, and he'll be memorized for at least 20 minutes.

💛He loves to mimic his Caregivers behaviors. If Vox is talking to Velvette, he'll make little squeaking/buzzing sounds as he mimics the hand gestures.

💛He loves being held; most of the time, they can tell he's little if he crawls on Vel or Vox's lap.

💛Valentino throws everything! (He breaks a lot of stuff), so they gotta make sure there's no glass around. He'll throw it at them if he's upset.

💛He tries to climb the furniture to reach the lights on the ceiling.

💛He loves it when Velvette sings to him!

💛Velvette has made him the fluffiest clothes to wear when little, he loooovessss the floof!

💛He loves and demands affection! He loves being cuddled and petted.

💛He loves being tickled when little! Not so much when he's big.

~~~~~Nicknames:~~~~

Val doesn't talk when he's regressed, so his squeaks and buzzes is how he gets their attention.

Vel calls little Val: Baby, small fry, grub.

Vox calls little Val: Moth, little moth, little one, larva, tiny.

Velvette as a caregiver:

💗Creates perfect little outfits for Vox and Val! 💕

💗She loves singing to the littles as well as coming up with stories for them.

💗She's very good at calming Vox when he's having a breakdown.

💗She takes a million pictures of them when little (she can't post them, but she has them all saved on her phone)

💗She showers them with hugs and kisses. She's very affectionate!

💗She doesn't know how to deal with bratty kids, so she'll quickly become frustrated and ask the other V (whivhever) to step in and handle it.

💗She'll play any game with the littles, she makes it a full experience for them, she loves encouraging their imagination to run wild!

Valentino as a babysitter:

🚬He's fine with occasionally babysitting, but he's too busy to watch the little ones full time.

🚬He honestly finds the little’s adorable, but he still doesn't understand age regression at all...(he's kind of an idiot in case no one noticed.) Vox has explained Age regression a million times, but Val just doesn't quite grasp it despite he regresses all the time.

🚬Valentino hates all children's programming. So no matter what, Velvette or Vox watches when Little, it annoys him to no end. But NOTHING is more annoying to him than Cocomelon ! 😠

🚬He's really good at doing Velvette's hair and makeup. And he'll also play tea party with her.

🚬whenever Velvette babbles at him, he'll pretend she's dishing out the hottest gossip and gasp with surprise.

🚬He encourages littles to curse and cause problems for the other caregiver to handle. He has fun with them.

🚬He'll cuddle with Vox for as long as he wants to help him de-stress.

🚬He loves playing with the littles and spending quality time with them, but he's not so good at the actual caregiver stuff like feeding, changing, and making sure they don't hurt themselves.

🚬Surprisingly, He's really good at getting the littles to calm down and get to sleep.

🚬He takes no responsibility if the house is a mess when the other V gets home.

Feel free to send in more headcannons!

Tag: @todayimfour

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mayajadewrites · 4 months

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Levi Ackerman x Reader - Almost

Chapter 3: Taste

Modern AU Levi Ackerman x Reader fanfic I've been dying to write! Levi is my latest hyper fixation so this was bound to happen. There will be other AOT characters in the mix, but remember this is a modern AU!

Chapter Summary: Levi stops in the coffee shop again to ask reader out on another date. We get a bit of Levi's POV and some backstory!

WARNING: SOME SMUT AHEAD

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The next day you wake up with butterflies in your stomach and an intense feeling of anxiety in your body.

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

Your alarm read 6 AM. You have to be at work by 7, and you'll probably walk in to the 9-5 crowd.

To be honest, you barely slept. You kept replaying last night over and over in your head until you eventually nodded off to sleep. Seeing Levi's name on your phone screen made your heart soar, so you knew you needed to push your feelings down. Levi is not the type of man to show PDA, or even tell you he likes you.

From what you can tell, he definitely at least tolerates you.

As you got out of the shower, you saw your phone screen light up.

Levi: Good morning. I hope you slept well.

Levi Ackerman texts like an old man. But its cute.

You: Good morning, I slept like a baby. How did you sleep?

You lied. Obviously. You didn't sleep because you were too busy thinking about the very man you were texting.

Levi: I didn't.

You: ??? You didn't sleep?

Levi: No. I rarely do. I'll see you soon, brat.

It's not very surprising that Levi doesn't sleep much if at all, but that still worried you. Sleep is very important when it comes to basic life functioning, and you know Levi's life is filled with stress.

You put on your uniform and put your hair in a half up, half down style. One day when you own your own coffee shop, there won't be any uniforms.

☕︎⋆˙⟡♡☕

"I can help who's next." You look up from the register, only to see your favorite pair of eyes.

"Medium black tea please." Levi peered through his jet black locks. His undercut looks freshly done, he must've done it after our date last night.

Date? Hang out?

"Will you ever try a new drink?" You smile at him, tapping the numbers in on the iPad.

"No. I like what I like and it hasn't done me wrong yet." Levi handed you his card in between his pointer and middle finger. "Are you busy this weekend?"

"I'm not actually. I have the weekend off." You slide his card and hand it back to him. "Any exciting plans for you?"

"Maybe." Levi shrugged, putting his card in his sleek wallet. "If you say yes."

This caught you off guard. Levi wanted to hang out again? So soon?

☕︎⋆˙⟡♡☕ LEVI ☕︎⋆˙⟡♡☕

I'm not good with communicating my emotions. That is unbearably obvious. I have never been the type to step out of my comfort zone and confess my true feelings to anyone.

This all started with my mother. Of course.

After witnessing her die, I did not want to speak ever again. She was everything to me. Not only was I a child, but I was an only child. A child is not supposed to lose their mom so early on in life.

I honestly rarely have feelings for anyone. I have... 2 friends. Erwin and Hange. So 1 and a half.

I currently see a therapist because I'm 30 years old and I'm getting the feeling that I want to be settled down soon. You know, kids and all that. I'm already a CEO, I have the house of my dreams, but I'm missing someone to share it with.

I've tried dating. No woman ever sticks. Either they just want sex, my money, or attention. They never want me.

When I met her, I felt a tingle in my chest. Seeing her face every morning and getting my tea for me gives me the same feeling every day.

So, my therapist told me to step up and ask her out.

It took me 6 months - but I did it.

Our date, if we want to call it that, since I'm not sure what she thought of it, went perfectly. Her personality meshes with mine in a way that it's written in novels. I can be rather dry with my sense of humor, but she gets it. She gets me.

I didn't kiss her last night, or even hug her, but God do I want to. I'm not sure if I get a taste of her if I'll ever be able to let go.

An image of her was playing over and over in my head as I was showering last night, her black dress clinging to her curves. Her thighs peeking out of her stockings drove me crazy. But I kept my composure.

Obviously, I had to relieve myself. In the shower. Thinking of her.

I haven't even touched her yet and she has me like this.

My therapist said that it's okay for me to feel this intensely, that it's 'normal'. Who even decides what's normal anyways?

I haven't told Hange or Erwin about her yet, and I don't plan too until if and when we decide to actually be together. I don't need their opinions or Hange's excitement rumbling in my ear.

"If you say yes." I sip my tea, looking at her. Her eyes were doe-like, which made the pit of my stomach feel hot.

"Let me know what you wanna do, I'm yours this weekend." She smiled, helping the next customer in line.

Does she know that my dick is hard right now because of what she just said? How little she just said?

I lifted my cup and left the cafe, heading towards my car to go to the office.

Bzzzzzz.

"Ackerman, can you come in earlier? A few people want to meet with you about a project they want you to fund." Hange almost screamed into the phone.

"4 eyes, I can hear you perfectly fine if you talk at a normal tone. Yeah, I'm on my way."

"Well I can't control the volume!"

"You actually can. Goodbye." I hung up, starting the car. I glanced at the window of the coffee shop, watching her smile at customers and hand them their drinks. Her smile warmed my cold heart, slowly defrosting the ice that encases it.

Does she know she's all I can think about?

☕︎⋆˙⟡♡☕ BRATTY BARISTA ☕︎⋆˙⟡♡☕

You cannot believe you just told Levi Ackerman you were his this weekend. Did he think you were a slut? Did he think you were gonna put out?

That thought left your brain when you remembered who you were talking about. Levi Ackerman is a gentleman before anything, which he's shown you.

You heard your coworker Nina call your name, who also happens to be one of your good friends.

"Did that fine ass man ask you out this weekend?!" She leaned against the counter, smiling. "I knew he wanted to get with you!"

"Yes, we went out last night too actually." A blush blessed your cheeks as you washed your hands.

"How was the short king? How were his lips?!"

"We didn't kiss." You looked at her, hoping she wouldn't drag the conversation further.

"What?! So was it even a date? I usually go way farther than a kiss on a first date-"

"Did you date Levi Ackerman?" You tilted your head, emphasizing Levi's name. "I'm not rushing anything. I enjoy his company."

"I'm just saying, he looks rather kissable."

"Obviously, Nina." Your eyes rolled so far they could've gotten stuck in the back of your head. "Trust me, I want to kiss him. I would love to jump his bones. I want to every time he walks in here."

☕︎⋆˙⟡♡☕

After your shift, you were relieved you were off for the weekend. You worked the regular 8 hours today and needed to decompress from all of the customer service.

Bzzzzz.

Levi: I was thinking we could grab a coffee tomorrow morning and head to the flea market. Not a coffee from your job though. Thoughts?

Was this man in your head?

You: That sounds amazing, actually. What time is my chariot arriving?

Levi: 8 AM. Not like you're not used to seeing me early in the morning anyways.

You: Ay-ay captain.

You've never dealt with a man that made plans for you. The fact that Levi suggested quite literally your favorite morning activities for a date made you swoon.

You spent the rest of your afternoon/night cleaning your apartment and finishing the lastest novel you picked up. Nina sent you outfit inspo for tomorrow but you were not in the mood to show off your tits at 8AM.

☕︎⋆˙⟡♡☕

Wakeup call was 6 AM so you could make sure you were ready for your Range Rover chariot to wisk you away. Your shower helped wake you up, even though your anxiety has kept you up most of the night.

You opted for a pair of straight leg barely ripped jeans, an oversized crewneck, and platform white converse. You accessorized with various layered necklaces and small gold hoop earrings.

Makeup with your usual small winged liner with glowy skin and glossy lips. By the time you were done with everything, it was 7:45. You sprayed your favorite marshmallow vanilla perfume before grabbing your purse and checking your phone.

Nina: Good luck today! Kiss those perfect lips!!

You: I'm about to send you a video of me rolling my eyes.

Bzzzzz.

Levi: I'm early again. Your chariot awaits.

You smiled at your phone, grabbing your coat. You saw Levi's car through your window, his eyes glued onto your door. Once you walked out, Levi got out of the car and opened the passenger door.

Levi was wearing a casual outfit himself, black jeans with a grey (cashmere?) sweater, and loafers. God, he smelled good too.

"Good morning." Levi closed your door, getting back in his seat. "You look cozy."

"Thank you, so do you." You smile at him, memorizing every inch of his face. You wanted to lean in and kiss him right then and there, but you did not want to make the first move.

You weren't going to.

☕︎⋆˙⟡♡☕

Once you parked, you walked to a coffee shop that's in the midst of the flea market. Part of you wondered why one of the richest men in the city would shop at a flea market.

Levi pressed his hand to the small of your back, ushering you out of the coffee shop. His touch sent sparks up your body.

You and Levi strolled through the different vendors, sipping your drinks and talking. You caught Levi looking at your hand a little too much, especially when you threw out your cup.

More people started to show up to the flea market, causing the crowd to get larger. Levi looked more tense, darting his eyes at every exit.

"I didn't know it would get so crowded." You try to break his thoughts, looking up at him.

Levi took your hand in his, slowly intertwining his fingers with yours. "I don't wanna lose you." Levi said so casually. You know he meant he didn't want to lose you in the crowd, but you also felt that he meant that in another way.

"Do you want to get out of here and head to my apartment? It's getting too crowded to walk." You suggest, pressing your hand against his.

"Yes please."

You've learned that Levi Ackerman does not like crowds, partially because it forces him to do PDA.

☕︎⋆˙⟡♡☕

You are thankful you cleaned your apartment yesterday. Everything was in it's place, and it smelled good. Not that it didn't usually, but you live alone so if you don't clean it, no one else will.

Levi took his shoes off at the door with you, taking in his surroundings.

"You have nice taste." Levi helped you take off your coat, hanging it in your closet.

"Thank you. I try." You smile, turning to face Levi. "Thank you for this morning." You inch closer to him, watching his eyes search your face.

"Thank you for every morning." Levi leaned in, bringing his hand to your cheek gently.

For what felt like years, you and Levi looked in each other's eyes. You had a full conversation with just your eyes.

Levi eliminated the space between you and pressed his lips to yours. His lips are pillow soft and taste like mint. You slowly wrap your arms around his neck, dragging your fingers along his undercut.

His lips moved in rhythm with yours, sliding his hands down your curves to your ass. You smile against his lips, pressing your chest to his.

"If you want to stop, I-" Levi pulled away, looking in your eyes.

"Levi, please." You almost whimper, bringing his lips back to yours. You lead your bodies to the couch, straddling Levi's waist. You open your mouth as he's kissing you, letting his tongue in. His fingertips softly dragged down your back, making sure to squeeze your ass every now and then.

His tongue slipped in your mouth, exploring every inch of it. You sucked on it gently as you felt your core start to pulsate, begging for attention.

Levi moaned quietly against your lips - you could barely hear it but it happened. Your hips started moving in rhythm, his erection pressing against his jeans.

Bzzzzzz. Bzzzzz. Bzzzz.

You pulled away from Levi, staring down at his pocket.

"I'm gonna kill whoever is calling me." Levi pulled his phone out of his pocket, rolling his eyes at the screen. "I'm sorry, it's Erwin. The President of Ackerman Inc. I have to take this, he doesn't usually call."

You nod and roll off of him, your core needy as fuck and your lips missing his.

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quartztwst · 4 days

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May I humbly ask about your animatic-making process?

i got you

1. Find an idea

I usually get my ideas from tiktoks or some songs.

I kinda try to fit the song to the character I want in it lmao

2. Download the audio

I’m an android phone user so downloading stuff is really easily.

I usually use YTMP3.com to download my stuff

there is a lot of websites with that link but l usually pick the second or first one

Then insert the audio in Alight Motion. I use Alight Motion a lot since there’s a lot of choices there.

Also I use the APK version so I don’t have to pay for premium features. ALSO THIS IS ON MY PHONE. I use an Ipad to draw….

3. (Optional) Storyboarding

GUYS TBH IN MY ANIMATICS I DON’T STORYBOARD

EVERYTHING IN MY ANIMATICS, I LITERALLY JUST WING IT LMAOOO

The only animatic I did need to storyboard was Floyd’s little minecraft song angst video LMAOOO:

a lot of people happen to storyboard their animatics so they have a plan but i literally storyboard in my head and if i think it looks good, i just put it in 😭😭😭

I literally have to go on my old tablet to fetch some of my old content here

4. START DRAWING

In my drawing process, it’s kinda easy unless I’m using a bunch of colors.

I also try to change the styles up so you can differeniate the animatics from eachother like how in Jade’s Laufey video, the colors are warm and soon turn pale and cold. And in the To Love a Boy, it’s like pt 2 of Jade’s Laufey video but in MC’s perspective and in which the MC does not return his feelings so the colors aren’t warm as Jade’s perspective.

And then in Azul’s Laufey video, the appearance and color palette’s looks very sweet and valentiney since it’s in the MC’s perspective on having a FAT FUCKING CRUSH on Azul

Epel was the hardest because during that time, I was not that active on TikTok and school took my time so it took a lot of time to gain back the motivation and finish it

ALSO, i literally draw on my Ipad now and I send the pictures to my phone to edit them so it’s an annoying process since I DON’T WANNA PAY FOR ALIGHT MOTION WHEN I CAN GET IT FOR FREE

BUT YOU KNOW WHAT TOOK ME A YEAR?? My “I Wanna Be a Princess!” MUSIC VIDEO… it’s not animatic but that took like a year to finish because I forgot about it but I did so well on it.

AND YOU CAN TELL HOW LONG IT TOOK BECAUSE THE MC APPEARANCE ALREADY CHANGED

5. Editing

Okay, I’m so happy that I actually got into editing for a bit because my videos would’ve looked so trash bro

LMSOOO but editing animatics aren’t really that hard unless you’re going for a specific transition or movement

I guess the transition that pissed me off the most were the ones in Jade’s Laufey video when it switches from warm to cold and Epel’s MLP video where it switches from silly to dark.

My editing process isn’t that unique. I just insert the song, move the pictures, and done 😭😭😭

6. Touch-ups

Touch-ups include subtitles, effects, filters, etc

I don’t really use filters for my animatics unless i’m going for something

BUT SUBTITLES?? yeah I use them a lot lmao

But also trying to fit the subtitles with the animatic is hard bc IDK WHAT TO GO FOR so i literally pull them out my ass

7. Post

I don’t do much about posting or what to say with my animatics

i just post them

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astral-crescent · 28 days

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Hi, I'm Astral! I am one of three artists in the group 'Astral Roses'!

I can't afford my $1,500.00/mo medication that keeps me from dying, nor can I afford cancer treatment. I don't feel well enough to do commissions but I stopped receiving nearly any support on Ko-Fi so I have been left with no choice. If you want to just support me:

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I will try starting with Flight Rising, perhaps extending to GW1, GW2, FFXI, and FFXIV OCs. Previous customer reviews suggest that I am good at Pokemon and excellent at MMO armor. So, maybe?

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More examples, more info, and commission status is under the cut.

~~~~~~Special Commissions: OPEN~~~~

The real commission post IS ON MY SPOUSE'S Tumblr. This post is so that I can keep track of some things on this end. DO NOT ATTEMPT TO CONTACT ME DIRECTLY. GO HERE. -> @snackatlas

Due to my pain and disability, I will likely only be doing BW sketches this round (digital or pencil) but @snackatlas can lay flat color & simple gradient on DIGITAL sketches for an additional fee.

We cannot do complicated gem genes like Crystal, Facet, Opal, etc as only @the-explosiveroses has the skill-set to do that. I cannot do eye-strain genes like Hypnotic, as I am extremely photosensitive and even patterns can cause life-threatening migraines.

This will be updated retroactively.

Slot 1: Pawnmgers

Slot 2:

Slot 3:

Slot 4:

Slot 5:

These are kind of all over the place as they are anywhere from 1-15 years old, each.

Some of them are done with a mouse, with a Wacom tablet, with an iPad, or with pencil and paper. I will be conducting CURRENT ones on either paper or ipad, depending on your preference.

I AM ONLY DOING SKETCHES RIGHT NOW. NOT POLISHED ART. If you want your sketch polished up you will need to ask @snackatlas and/or @the-explosiveroses what they are willing to do! God knows we all need the money, right now.

Products from us all working together. $200-300+ Price-Range:

So, here's the nitty-gritty.

I am sorry if I sound off-putting, I am exhausted. I barely sleep or eat and I am in horrible pain. Please forgive me.

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I will only do Black & White sketches.

Flat color or gradients entail a separate charge from @snackatlas.

Any further rendering is entirely between you and @the-explosiveroses who is also in dire circumstances.

Full body, Waist-up, Headshots of FR dragons & Pokemon.

Waist-up or Headshots of characters from FFXI/XIV, GW1/2.

Companion animals, job pets, and partner Pokemon are okay, but in general additional characters bring an additional full charge.

I may be open to OC dragons/other fandom dragons. Just ask.

Mutuals to any of my blogs can request a secret blorbo option.

Will color this to be your dragon for $$$ -> Skydancer YCH

I am not physically able to communicate.

Every step of this process is to go through @snackatlas.

$10 Minimum.

My partner will be determining the ultimate price.

I don't draw bigotry in any form it takes.

Everything will be fielded.

Whining will get you blocked/banned.

It needs to be SFW because capitalism has ruined the internet.

I require visible, non-textual references of the subject.

If I can not understand what I am supposed to be drawing, I will not attempt to draw it.

I will turn down overly appareled dragons, dragons with custom skins, or complicated accents.

I will turn down anything I am not confident that I can do before you pay. So there will not be any surprises.

My spouse will determine what is a reasonable amount of work for me to do. You will be respectful of this, or you will be banned.

If you want me to DESIGN an FR accent (I have 2 published ones), I may be open to the idea, but you must ADDITIONALLY send me the blueprints so that I can submit them for approval, myself.

Cash up-front and in Full from the moment the order is confirmed with @snackatlas. I will not start working until I am fully paid. People have ruined that for everyone. I wish it wasn't this way.

Money sent that is not a confirmed order will be considered a gift. Do not send money that is not a donation/gift unless @snackatlas confirms that your order is being accepted.

If you send it before speaking with them and confirming with them, your money may be forfeit.

No idea how long it will take on account of the fact that without my meds I am vomiting for up to 24 hours at a time and sometimes cannot sleep for days on-end.

My spouse will tell you if something happens. Don't worry. I may be hard to pin down but they are most assuredly not, and if not them you can contact my sister. ( @shrieking-banshee )

There will be no refunds, as this is for life-saving medication.

If you are rude to any of us for any reason, you will be banned, your commission forfeit, and zero refunds. It costs $0 to be kind.

You may have the art lined and colored by other people.

You may edit the art as long as you don't say we did the edits.

You may not claim the original product as your creation.

You may not submit it to AI scrapers, machines, learners. My Power of Attorney WILL come after you.

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If this goes well, fandoms I'm experienced in drawing are: Yu-Gi-Oh, Pokemon, Digimon, Zoids, Kingdom Hearts, Helluva/Hazbin (style at least), Final Fantasy 11 ( I really really love the armor), Guild Wars 1 & 2, Homestuck, Silent Hill, and creepypasta shit. Aspiring furry artist.

Closing Word: To be truthful, I am really not comfortable with taking commissions. There is severe social trauma, a general lack of confidence in my ability, and a deep fear that my health will interfere with my ability to fulfill the requests.

But I can no longer work, the state(s) refused to award me what I was legally owed, and the government has refused us unemployment, disability, social security, food stamps, insurance, and healthcare.

While @the-explosiveroses is currently getting a lawyer for herself, @snackatlas and I have no such privilege. We are both trapped with my abusive parent who controls every facet of our lives. We can not escape due to both of our disabilities, the state, and their control on me. I am powerless to do anything about it.

I really need this money as I cannot afford my medication or food and my mother becomes more abusive the less money I bring in.

Divider assets are by my friend Osiem, who has gifted me official art and given permission to edit and use their assets. They're awesome.

#personal

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mars101 · 6 months

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Act 2: -> Scene 3: Have you ever heard of... online dating?

WRITTEN PART -> (0.6) -> no ss after

“Hon, have you ever felt lonely while here?”

The three ladies were sitting on the stools by the small outdoor bar that overlooks the docks. Y/n stood behind the bar, mixing up drinks for Miyeon and Jiwoo with her tool belt still around her waist.

“Miyeon, I haven't felt lonely ever while here. The only time I felt a bit lonely was when Yin left for college.”

“So do you know what that means?”

Y/n leaned toward Miyeon as she beckoned her closer with a wave of her hand. Jiwoo took a sip of her drink as she shook her head at the two.

“When the love birds fly the nest, you'll be lonely again.”

With a slam against the table, Miyeon's drink was placed in front of her, startling her. Y/n points at her before making her own drink, “I'm not going to listen to you anymore.. I don't want my babies to leave.” Y/n layed her head on the table as the two caressed her head.

“y/n, your babies are in their 20's, going to get married, and have kids soon. you know-”

“Oh my god, no, I'm going to be a grandma soon.”

“y/n you know yin, she'll probably never leave anyways. she'll wanna stay here and be just like you.”

“Just like me? I hope not. It's a good thing Yin was able to find love and actually keep it..”

Y/n sits down on a stool next to the girls after mixing her glass. She leans onto Jiwoo's arm as she takes a drink. “Y/n? Are you perhaps.. wishing for love??” Miyeon leans her own head onto the other side of Jiwoo, reaching across to hold Y/n's hand.

The two clasp hands over Jiwoo's lap and Y/n glances at Miyeon. “My time for love is over, and it is not going to happen again sadly”

“oh “sadly” huh? it seems theres still a bit of hope in you”

“Barely any hope. I never leave the island, and there's only a few single older tourists that come around. Plus, they don't want the single mother..”

“Some people do, have you ever heard of.. online dating before, Y/n?”

Jiwoo puts down her drink and turns to look at Miyeon as she rests her hands on the conjoined hands on her lap. “You are NOT going to show her what online dating is..”

The three sit up on the stools as they watch Miyeon take Y/n's phone that was resting on the bar table, “Okay so, I'm going to download all the dating apps I know of and we're gonna find your match from each one.” Y/n grabs her phone out of Miyeon's hand before downing her drink.

“That is the last thing that you are going to do on my phone.”

“you don't have space, don't you? still playing your mobile games, huh? candy crush? homescapes? your merge mansion and cookie run?”

“Okay at least leave Cookie Run out of this, Yin introduced me to it..”

“My god, Y/n, how old are you? 40 or 5? Do you play on an IPad too??”

“No..” Y/n hops off the stool quickly and unclips her tool belt, “I am going to put this belt away and when I come back, you better be done with this topic”

“When you come back bring the IPad! We have to see what level you're on!”

Y/n walks away from the two, flipping them off as she walks to the garden's backhouse to put the tools away.

synopsis = a day before her wedding day, Yin decides to find her father so he can walk her down the isle, the problem? There's three candidates: Lee Juyeon, Kim Younghoon, and Lee Hyunjae.

last/next

masterlist

taglist:

@boomhoon, @sanasour, @loonaluvz, @jaerisdiction, @cowsmicwu

#tbz imagines #tbz smau #tbz x reader #the boyz drabbles #the boyz imagines #the boyz smau #the boyz x reader #hyunjae x reader #juyeon x reader #the boyz scenarios #younghoon x reader

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pinkacademic · 2 years

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Back to School Season!

I'm back from teaching abroad for a month! And what better post to start back with than Back to School!! As much as I love the study vibes of learning new things and takes note with my favourite stationary, I understand that Back to School isn't everyone's favourite time of year. Here are some ideas to make the most of this time and get a good start to the school year. I hope this can be useful to you if you're in any stage of education, and maybe some of these ideas can even be useful if you've recently left like me!

We're going to break this down into the following sections that relate to health, but I'm repurposing: Physical, Intellectual, Emotional, and Social. Also, an addition I couldn't help but add: Aesthetic- because, as far as I'm concerned, aesthetic is good for your health!

Physical Part One: Your Body - Reset your Sleep Schedule. You've definitely heard this one before, because you have probably spent a lot of this Summer spending late nights with friends, reading (books or fanfiction), or, let's be honest, scrolling TikTok. Spend a week or two before school setting an alarm and moving it back and back by about 15 minutes each time to get back into good habits. - Skin Care. Back to School is like a mini New Years and is a perfect time to build new routines if you want to try the whole Back to School Glow-Up thing. But even if that's not where you're at, skin care is especcially wise when we start getting into Autumn and Winter, because its dry skin, cracked lips, and wind-swept hair time. -Anti-Cold Prep. Back to School Season is also Cold and Flu Season. We don't want to start the year off with sick days, and we also just... don't want to get sick. Start chugging orange juice and hot honey and lemon NOW to boost your immune system. Those Vitamin C fizzy tablets are your friend too. Part Two: Your Space - DECLUTTER. Tidy up your desk/workspace, and get into/back into the habit of making your bed as soon as you get up. Collect all the mugs you've accumulated in your room- this is a call-out- and if you're bad at remembering to bring your mugs back to the kitchen, add that into your schedule once a week so it doesn't get too bad. Collect all of your notes, get rid of anything you no longer need, and find anything that may be useful to you next year and put it in a folder (or several). *THIS SHOULD BE DONE DIGITALLY TOO! Organise your laptop folders, putting what you don't need in your recycle bin, and putting anything that's still of use into folders. Create a folder labelled with last year and organise your old stuff into it. - Make it pretty! The fun bit, the bit we all actually want to do. Make your study space inviting and comfy with cushions, a blanket maybe, a coaster for the inevitable pile of mugs as discussed earlier... add fairylights, plants, posters and photos, and anything that'll make your space motivational without letting it get cluttered- make sure to have space for your laptop/iPad, and notebooks and pens AKA the stuff you actually need!!

Intellectual - Make a Schedule. If you know what your timetable looks like already- perfect! You can work around the filled spaces and organise yourself some study time, assignment time, and social time. If not, or you're still in secondary (middle and high school), then consider 9-3 (or whatever your day looks like) as one big block to organise around. *make sure to remember clubs and societies! - Get a Head Start, if you can. If you know what you'll be looking at, get ahead on your reading and on any assignments that you know about. Alternatively, go over any material that might be useful from last year. IF YOU'RE NO LONGER IN SCHOOL: You can dedicate time to learning a new skill in your own time too! Go to free classes, pay for classes too if you want, take online courses, and sign up for Duolingo or similar sites! You can also find newsletters such as NASA's or other things that might be educational.

Emotional - Make Time for Mental Health. Back to School can be hard for some of us, so use the next couple of days and weeks to figure out mental health exercises that work for you, and things you can do to keep yourself motivated You can meditate or pray, journal, keep a gratitude log, make a list of things you're good at, and keep track of your emotions. Learn how to document and release your emotions.

Social - Hang out with Your Friends. You still have a bit of time left, so make sure to make the most of it. Plan a last hurrah night with everyone before you have to go back. - Figure out what the best times will be to see veryone during the year. Do you go to the same school? Are you in clubs together? Will you have to make time for visits? Organise and make plans to look forward to! - Research any clubs and socities you might want to join this year! Does your school have extra-curriculars? Does your college or university have a sports and societies page?

Aesthetic -Start as you Mean to Go on. Outfit plan, buy new things, and create a clear sense of self now so that you can project that year long. -Plan outfits for bad days too. When you want nothing more than to show up in leggings and a hoodie, that's totally ok! In the immortal words of Hannah Montana, everybody has those days. My advice is cute, bright coloured hoodies so you still give the most even when you kinda feel the least. You can also try things like paper bag trousers that have a more pyjama-like feel but look preppier if you're feeling worse for wear but not too terrible- they're my go-to comfy-prep item. - Remember you can still live the high life with a uniform, even in the strictest of schools. If your schol allows a certain amount of personalisation in the form of badges, jewellery, or even subtle makeup, make the most of it! You can also experiment with tie styling, longer or shorter socks, and picking cute shoes. Maximise your hair too! -Remember there's always stationary! Personalise your schoolbag, any files or folders, use colour-coded file divided, decorate with doodles and stickers... the sky's the limit. This goes even when you're out of school because you're never too old for stickers and fluffy pens (you know I can't go without mentioning fluffy pens)

#pink academia #pink #academia #pink academic #back to school #aesthetic #studyblr #we've got this girlies

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lutawolf · 2 years

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Unforgotten Night Episode 3

You will be able to find the lovely iffy’s companion post here. Be prepared! We have vastly different views this time.

As usual let's start with the porno, I mean promo poster.

Eventually we are going to run out of horrible promo pictures and I'm actually kind of sad about that. I've had far too much fun making fun of them. I mean what the fuck are these. Now we don't even have a bike chain but somebody's necklace tying them together. You will not leave me muahhhaaa... Um, well you broke that rather easily. Also could we please give the eighties their fashion back. They wore it better. Cry Baby looks like he has a staring role in Dazed and Confused while Baby Face is still constipated. 🤦🏽‍♀️

Episode 2 recap can be found here and here. I cried and drank as much as the subs from Episode 1. Seriously guys, for shits and giggles I had my 17 year old watch AND she was pointing out what all was wrong with the BDSM.

Episode 3

I can't even. Just a few minutes in and the sub has more chemistry with simp lobby boy.

Then Pillsbury Dom shows up and acts like an ass to poor simp boy. There was some gentle correction here but no respect earned yet. That's a Bad Dom move. I was feeling sorry for brat boy until he started whining... It made me want to choke him and not in a kinky way.

He agreed to go to lunch and he obnoxiously whined the entire time.

I don't know a Dom that would put up with his attitude. Seriously, a sub's respect should be earned and Pillsbury hasn't done anything really to do that. So I absolutely respect the push back from Cry Baby. That being said Brat was an ass and should of been called out. I absolutely love the challenge of a Brat but this one had me screaming at my ipad on several occasions.

If we are going to talk about good Dom/sub chemistry it's gonna be these two. Sadly it appears completely non-sexual but I'm holding out hope. Seriously though, Metawee gives the command and Jin jumps to it. Not to mention that Jin is hysterical. At one point Metawee had her come up with a distraction and she gave such a stunning performance. They easily have more chemistry than the main and side couple.

Hell Jin and Sub have more onscreen chemistry.

What does it say that I'm seeing more chemistry between the Dom and his reflection in the mirror during product placement?

Seriously guys, that looks like true love to me. I'm completely buying it. Now could he just turn that chemistry on else where. All kidding aside, I enjoyed parts of this series. When the mains were acting with ANYONE ELSE but each other! I don't think that's how this is supposed to work.

This whole series could have been campy and fun. You have points in which this is slightly enjoyable in an over the top way but the main couple are more forced that my high school jeans. So in conclusion.

That's all folks... Like literally that is all I can take. Please don't make me watch any more. I need brain cells for the next season of Kinnporsche or anything that isn't this. Hope you enjoy the review as much as I and iffy didn't in writing it. lol

#unforgotten night #unforgotten night kink #iffy and luta do blogs #luta opinions

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sukunasstomachtongue · 2 years

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"Wrong one, Nanami-san!"

Welp guess who the cat done dragged back out of hell and outta her shell. Quick lil post, and yes I did just get braids.

Rating: PG | warnings: cursing probably, one asscheek squeeze, poorly edited

introducing Bambi, my newest reader stand-in

"Wait, you said you took zelle?! I didn’t bring cash.” Bambi looked back at the woman, bewildered. It was 3:40 pm, and she had been in the small braiding shop since 7:30 am. Her head hurt, her leg started cramping, her stomach been growling since noon, and her ass was numb like she got injected with novocaine on both cheeks.

The struggles of being a bad bitch.

“No, no, no. my sister does zelle, but she is not here. I only do cash.” As she spoke through with accented tongue, the braider had begun retracting her hands, resting the tools of her trade that had been working non-stop all day. Bambi could feel her irritation grow. As much as this whole situation peeved her off, she would be damned if she returned home with half her hair done.

“Okay, lemme call my boyfriend. He’ll bring the money.”

“Okay, honey. Call him now. I take break now.” Bambi nodded, getting out of the worn stylist chair to get her blood circulating while her fingers tapped on the phone screen. The call was brief, all she had to do was ask for him to stop by with the money. A question from him had Bambi call out to the braider, who had moved to the front of the shop to check in with her family and other clients.

“Gena? What time will we be done?” The woman paused her vivid storytelling to respond to Bambi.

“Two more hours. Remy, come help me finish and we’ll leave after. Okay?” Called to attention, a little girl no older than 12 removed her earplugs and put down her iPad.

“Okay, momma.” Bambi relayed the message to the receiver, smiling, and pressed the red end button when he promised he would personally come to deliver the money.

“He coming with the money, hunny?”

“Yes.”

“Good, good. Okay, let’s finish.”

Two hours passed torturously, her focus spit between pressing down on whatever braid was being tugged on to relieve pain and prevent her follicles from getting ripped out, and watching the foreign romance drama playing on the mounted tv via the mirror’s reflection. In the two hours, Bambi watched with envy and scrunched nose as two of the seven other clients leave, the scent of hairspray and small drips of boiling water showing their trail.

“Stay still, hunny.” With a minute nod, Bambi did as she was told, steam licking the fine hairs of her ears and neck. “Almost done. Where is your boyfriend?”

“He’s-” the sound of the old bell above the door being ringed silenced Bambi. Call her crazy, but she likes to think her senses were acute when it came to her boyfriend. She could tell by the summer breeze that filled the room he was in the room.

“Bambi?” Yuji’s upbeat voice reached all the way to the back where she, Gena, and Remy were stationed.

“Here.” He followed her reply into the back, pushing beads that separated the front from the back out his way. He gave a soft smile, in awe of seeing her in such a state. It wasn’t often anyone got a glimpse of her primping and preening. Most of the time the group only got the end result, hair and accessories already perched in place. The Bambi in front of him looked vulnerable, unease written clearly in her expression.

“Who do I give it to?” he looked at the other two people in the corner, fighting the muscles in his face wanting to keep his expression neutral.

“Gena.” Without hesitation, Gena got up from the chair, hand out, ready to accept her payment for almost twelve hours of labor.

“Thank you. Your boyfriend is very handsome, Hunny.” Gena quipped as her fingers ripped open the sealed envelope.

“He’s not him, Yuji, where is Nanami?” She could feel young eyes peep up to her, to Yuji, towards the front, before refocusing on dipping the ends of the braids. Remy’s mother gasped, done counting her payment.

“Too much! Almost ten thousand.” She uttered, mind frazzled at the amount in her hand. Bambi gave a scrupulous glance at the braider before looking at Yuji, who had turned a soft pink.

“I’m sorry, give me one second!” Ripping the money out Gena’s hand, the young man flounced back to the front, ringing the bell as he opened the door to talk to his boss.

“Wrong one, Nanami-san.” The occupants of the shop went hush, waiting on how the mysterious man that had been pacing back and forth like a predator, talking swift and curt on the phone, would respond. A few still chirped on though.

Bambi heard the bell ring once again, ignoring the whispers between mother and daughter trying to speculate who the hell was in their shop. Bambi liked Remy’s guess of ‘conman’ the least. Nanami would never do something so lowbrow as conning.

That was her territory.

He came in with the next gust of wind, trenchcoat flowing behind him like a cape. The conversations come to a full halt then, all the patrons and workers fixated on his simple movements. Bambi swore even the beads moved out of the way for the man as he crossed over to the back, the phone still pressed to his ear, the ticked-off expression he wore morphing into a fonder one. He tapped the mute button on the screen to address the room.

“Sorry, ma’am. My mistake.” He said nothing more, producing a new unopened envelope for Gena. This package was noticeably less dense. Just as she accepted her payment, Remy squeezes the last of the boiling water out of the fibers of synthetic hair. Bambi can’t control the groan released from her spirit.

Yuji followed his boss back in and was about to offer a hand to help her out of the chair until Nanami gave him an unreadable expression. She got her boyfriend’s hand instead.

Bambi smiled cheerily as he gently pulled her out of the chair, raising their joint hands towards the yellowed fluorescent lighting. He looked at her like a king does his god. Her long braids flew behind her when she fell into his embrace. Letting go of her hand, Nanami wrapped his arm around her waist, securing her to him.

“Absolutely stunning.” His low tone sent shivers down her spine. Already she could feel skin melt and stick to his aura. He didn’t care about the others in the room with them, he only had eyes for his Bambi.

“Thank you,” Swallowing the lust in her throat, Bambi turned to Gena and her daughter. “Thank you, see ya’ll next time.”

“Okay, hunny. Goodnight.” Gena spoke automatically, her focus refusing to move from the stack of money in her hand. It was still twice as much as she charged. She didn’t even attempt to cover her daughter’s eyes or admonish the couple when Nanami gave a quick but strong squeeze to his girlfriend’s ass.

“Let’s go. I have to make another stop and get a new envelope and-” The voice on his phone increased its volume, reminding everyone he was on a call. Kissing Bambi’s gleaming forehead, he mouthed a sorry as he pressed the mute button again.

“Yeah, I’m here.”

Bambi waved as she left the shop, happy to be free from the pain and suffering. The door hadn’t even closed all the way when she heard the explosion of conversation they left in their wake. She turned to Yuji and poked him in the cheek, right under his scar.

“Make a stop at Whataburger, yeah? I’m craving a shake.”

“Sure thing, boss.”

#junk's world #written by junk💋#jjk fanfic #nanami kento #nanami x black!reader #nanami x reader #jjk x black reader #black reader #kento nanami #jjk x reader #jjk fluff #nanami fluff #slice of life fic

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liches-covered-in-lich · 4 months

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A bit late but *glares at tumblr* it's better be late than never ey?

But here is my 2023 art roundup! :D

General retrospectives under the cut per month if anyone is curious 😘

Jan: This was a gift I made for a buddy of mine! It was of his oc that the friend group collectively simped for and cultivated together, as a family. He's a great lad and a starting point for me to use stock textures for the general look of my art

Feb: An older design of my Miraak, but I really still like this piece. It was the starting point of me trying to learn how to draw characters interacting together. While I do think I can improve in some aspects, I still think it holds up really well and looks super cute!

Mar: Ah, gore. This was the beginning of me doing a 'soft' art style. It's of a melting Emperor Belos for the Tales of a Tyrant Zine (I believe the link is still active for access to the pdf? If curious, I should still have it around somewhere. It's pretty sick ngl). I really like this piece, it helped me deal with my imposter's syndrome in the group of Amazing artists as they really liked this piece of mine! And generally I love drawing gore

Apr: This was a commission for someone on tumblr! I used my softer style for this piece and had fun figuring out how to make the light imposing but not loose the main colors and details! Also fun fact - I had a friend pose for me holding a sign so I can get GOOD hand references as google was no help

May: Ah the first full drawing on Krita. This was a test on the art program as Autodesk Sketchbook was no longer working for me on desktop (tho I still use it for my ipad art!). It's of my HOK who I don't talk much about as they're just a Dude. Sorry Jhyth, I should do more with you

Jun: This bitch. Elyden I adore you, you're my favorite oc and one of my longest lasting ones but. . . It took so damn long to get a good design with him that showed his personality and wasn't a pain to draw. I really like his design here, I think he looks wonderful

Jul: A commission done for my Skyrim fanfic's editor actually! She's pretty cool and greatly improved my writing skills! And she paid me to draw a mudcrab in Sovngarde! What more do you want? I love this piece too as I learnt how to do backgrounds in my style that won't kill me in my detailed art style

Aug: Another commission done for a friend of mine! It was based off a doodle I did of his oc as a gift but he paid me to finish it as a full rendered piece! :D I got to draw a tiddy window and an evil throne!!!

Sep: An art collab I did with a friend of mine! Where we split the image in half and drew each other's ocs interacting! It's actually the same dude as the Jan's piece. I both hate loved working on this. His hands gave me so much trouble

Oct: My second favorite oc's revamped design, Lorelei <3 I love her a lot and I really love her design. I think it fits her perfectly and you can tell what she's about immediately by just looking at her. I adore this lady (also fun fact, she's the older sister of Elyden!). This drawing means a lot to me as it was me figuring out that I like drawing character references only in more fun poses in a sense

Nov: Funny thing, I finished that drawing yesterday. But it's a reference of my Rahgot! I chose this as my Nov piece as I feel like it was when I was getting better at character designs. In terms of practicality, function, aesthetics, colors, and visual language

Dec: A commission for an old friend of mine that I knew since...fuck me, I think...6 years? He wanted me to draw an antagonist for his body horror gundom ttrpg campaign! Even though he doesn't draw, his designs fuck so hard and I'm so glad I got to draw one fully <3 I love this piece and I think it was a great send off to the end of this year

I feel like I exploded in improvement this year. My skills and my methods for art became more practical and made my life a bit easier in general in the process (especially in the coloring department). And I cannot wait to see what I'll make for next year :D

Thank you all for coming with me to this journey <3 and have a blessed new year

#my art #krita #digital art #art roundup #2023 art recap #lichen art #art summary #artists on tumblr

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loveandthings11 · 1 year

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How Deep My Love Goes, Chapter 7

Read on AO3 Ch 1 Ch 2 Ch 3 Ch 4 Ch 5 Ch 6

Heart to Heart

Summary: After a few days of hiding out at home, Logan's slanderous article comes out and brings up difficult memories. Kendall opens up to Rava as much as he can about their separation and his fears.

“You don’t have to go to work?” Iverson asks. It’s day three of Kendall hiding out in the apartment and he just walked in the great room at 10 AM in a cashmere sweater and jeans after a late-morning workout. Rava jumps in.

“No, Dad is on Thanksgiving break too, so we can watch a movie later,” she says in the voice she uses to smooth things over. “Why don’t you go see if we have any popcorn?” Iverson nods and heads to the kitchen to ask their housekeeper about the supply.

Kendall looks over at her but doesn’t say anything. She knows he doesn’t like it when she “handles” things for him, but she didn’t want to let him be forced into having to explain why he’s staying home to the kids. She hopes he figures out a way to fix his work situation without them ever being the wiser.

He looks around the room, trying to remember where he sat the last time he had had three entire days off. He can’t even remember when that was. He wonders how many days it’ll be before he goes to work again, wherever that might be. He picks his old favorite armchair and leans back sort of awkwardly. Rava grins secretly, a mixture of pity and amusement. He has no idea how to relax.

Twenty minutes later, he’s sitting with a book in his lap staring out at the sky. Rava walks over and brushes her hand over his head. He glances up at her.

“That book must be captivating,” she says. He shrugs. “Do you want to get your iPad, or… something?” She knows he can spiral if he just sits by himself when things are bad. He shakes his head. “You sure?”

“Yeah, I- I don’t want to see any articles right now.” She’s actually a little impressed that he wants to protect himself.

“Okay. Well, we’re going to watch Frozen for the 87th time this month. Want to join us?” She asks. He gives her a small smile.

“Yeah. Sounds good.”

They walk down the hall. Sophie has her Elsa costume on and is trying in vain to convince her brother to wear Sven antlers. Kendall and Rava sit on the couch and the kids pile on next to them. They start the movie and halfway through it, Kendall realizes he’s living in Connor’s happy prediction and isn’t even fully enjoying it because his mind is elsewhere. He puts his arm around Sophie and tries to be present.

“Dad,” she whispers.

“Yeah?”

“Will you be Sven?” She holds up the antlers.

Rava chuckles and doesn’t look at them.

“No,” he smiles at Sophie.

“Please?” She asks, using her best puppy dog eyes. He shakes his head.

“Daaaaaaad,” she whines. He sighs and Sophie bounces up and puts them on his head.

“One minute. That’s all,” he tells her. She giggles as she looks at him. Rava looks over and smirks.

“Don’t,” he says to her.

“Okay,” Rava says as she tries to keep a straight face. “Look, Iverson, the antlers are cool after all,” she says. Iverson looks over and laughs.

“Okay. We’re done with this,” Kendall says, taking them off and keeping a semi-cheerful tone so the kids will think everything’s fine. “These are for you, buddy.” He hands them over to Iverson, who considers them for a moment before putting them down. Rava looks over at him and tries to get him to smile again.

“So serious,” she whispers, gently jostling him even though she can tell he’s too in his head to be silly right now. He sighs. He knows she wishes he were more fun sometimes, but he just doesn’t have the energy to try right now. The family sits together on the couch for the rest of the movie. When it’s over, Kendall gets up and looks around again.

“Um, I’m going to go… take a nap.”

“Take a nap?” Rava asks. He hasn’t done that since their clubbing days.

“Yeah. I don’t know. Maybe I just need more sleep,” he says. He thinks maybe he’ll recharge after some time by himself.

“Okay,” she nods. She knows he needs to take some time to process everything that’s been happening.

After about an hour of working on Tony Trume’s case and imagining the glory of the corrupt company paying for its misdeeds with her work behind it all, she thinks about how disappointed she would be not to be able to have the chance to implement her ideas. She’s been working on this for a couple of months and is already so invested. She tries to imagine how it would feel if she had been focusing on it her whole life and watched it all disappear in a day.

She decides to go find Kendall. Although she wishes the circumstances were different, it’s nice to have him home. Or it would be if he felt less depressed. She’s missing his old enthusiastic self, but she really likes knowing that when she goes in the bedroom he’ll be there. Sometimes during the separation she used to walk in and wish she could see him looking cozy in bed surrounded by pillows. Safe, where she always wanted him.

She goes quietly into the room and is surprised to find him actually asleep in the pile of soft bedding. He always looks cute when he’s sleeping and she feels a rush of affection for him. She walks into his room-sized closet for an extra blanket to curl up with him and stops in her tracks when she sees one of the old addiction books she used to hide from him lying open on the chaise lounge. She’d forgotten they were in there and hadn’t moved them when he moved back in. He must have found it when he went to change before getting back in bed. She picks up the open book for a moment to look at the cover. Supporting Sobriety. He’d stopped reading on the chapter about how to talk to a spouse who has a problem. She winces. He didn’t need to see that.

She walks back out and sits down in the velvet chair by the bed to think over how she can tell him that back then she was just trying to find him again, to save his life because she loved him so much. A news alert pops up on her phone. “Troubled Roy Son out of Waystar- Is Kendall Back on Drugs?” Her heart sinks as she stares at it. She’s scrolling through the pictures of him walking through the streets of the Financial District with the suggestion that he was high the whole time. Even the idea of it makes her nervous. He wasn’t- right? She stands up and hesitates about what to do. Her movements wake him up and he rolls over and looks at her. She wants to hide it from him- this is the last thing he needs. He sees her expression and reaches for the phone.

“What?” He asks.

“No- you shouldn’t-“ she starts as he takes it out of her hand.

His stomach drops and he feels like he might be sick. His breath starts coming too quickly and he looks lost even though he’s home.

“‘Wandering the streets talking to myself?’” He reads out loud. “I was on the phone, Jesus, fuck. It’s- it’s not enough to get me out, he has to.. fucking destroy me?” He hands it back to her and waits for her to agree, but she’s not saying anything, just scrolling with a horrified look on her face. She skims the whole thing and looks at him two seconds too long.

“Wait, you- you know this isn’t real, right?” He feels the anxiety peak. He hates that look more than anything.

“….Right, but I mean, how long were you out before you came home?” She asks. She’s trying not to reframe the last couple of days.

“What?”

“Because it looks like they got a lot of pictures, so it must have been a while.” He’s shocked at what she’s saying and she sees it on his face. There’s a dangerous pause.

“Well, it’s not like it hasn’t happened before,” she says defensively. But then she hears the old suspicions coming up with no evidence and wishes she had stopped them.

Anxiety turns into anger in an instant and he sits up and stares at her.

“Rava. Are you kidding me? You- are you- do you believe this? Like… these fucking pieces of shit who follow me everywhere, you were just saying how much you hate them a month ago? Now they have your- what? Respect? You believe them over me? I was here that night, what? You know who owns this shitty paper, right?”

“No- you- right, yes, you were here. It just seems like you were out for a while first, maybe. That’s all. I mean, of course you’re not...”

He looks away and shakes his head.

“You still don’t trust me.” He’s doing everything he can to just stay still, not to run, not to yell, not to hide.

“Well, it’s not just about trust, it’s complicated, you know-“

“Right. I forgot, you know everything about addiction,” he says bitterly. “I don’t go near anything, you should know that. How do you not see his motivation to make it look like- fuck.”

She realizes he’s right about who would order such a thing to be written this week. She sighs.

“I do- I- it’s a bad habit to react like that. I know it’s a lie.”

He doesn’t want to look at her. He picks up his own phone and reads through the article again. He tries to calm down but it’s not getting much easier. This story must be reminding her of all the worst parts of him. Reminding everyone.

“Don’t look at it,” she says hesitantly. He shakes his head.

“I didn’t get the job and this is all over the place now. The kids are going to see it. You don’t even believe me. What- what did I even do all this shit for?”

“I do believe you. And why did you get sober? To… live, to pursue your goals, to be a dad.” She keeps her tone gentle as she tries to look at his face. He’s looking away. “To be a husband.”

“Sure. After three years. And one perceived mistake and you’re gone for another three years. With the kids. And it really will have been for nothing.”

She realizes he doesn’t fully trust her, either. She sinks down to sit on the bed.

“Do you really think that?“ She asks.

He doesn’t answer, but she’s done enough reading about repairing a marriage in recovery to know he does. She knew he’d feel like he wasn’t good enough.

“That’s not true. I promise it’s not,” she assures him.

“I know what you’re thinking,” he says.

“No, you don’t,” she keeps her voice calm even though he’s right about the thoughts that flitted through her head. He’s still quiet. “Come on, talk to me,” she says. “I want to hear what you’re thinking.” He doesn’t think she does, but they’ve come this far.

“Were you- were you even happy before all that shit? Reading all those books about how to ‘deal with me’ before you just left?”

“Of course I was.“ She didn’t want him to feel any more shame. “I was trying to learn- to help you. But, God, that was all so long ago.” She wants to make it go away before it all comes out, but she can’t just let him say that. “And ‘just leaving’ isn’t how I’d put that.” She takes a breath. “I think you know that was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do.”

He turns the other way, isolating himself the way he’d learned to do as a kid to protect against certain rejection. He’s so used to their one-sided story that he’s been telling it to himself. He hurt her, he hurt the kids, he doesn’t get to have feelings. He feels the things he’s been pushing down coming up. He thought he could pretend it all never happened and he’s so quiet she can barely hear him.

“You didn’t have to do it like that. I mean… you just left me there.” She tries to remember how to breathe and he continues. “Didn’t seem hard for you. I don’t know, it seemed pretty easy.”

Her eyes widen.

“What?”

“You-you looked at me and you… walked away.”

She can’t believe the moment they’re talking about, the unthinkable moment when she’d finally had to look away from his tear-filled eyes and let go of his hand as she walked down the long pathway from the rehabilitation center. She’d felt like she wasn’t in her body. He’d asked her if he could do this. “I don’t know, Ken.” The faith was gone. He’d wanted to run after her, to tell her again that this couldn’t be it for them. The fear of the detox pain combining with the despair at the thought of losing all the love in his life made him want to run with everything he had. But he couldn’t. He’d stood there and tearfully watched her walk away for as long as the staff would let him.

She had never turned around.

He’d thought she must never want to see him again. She’d thought if she looked back for one second she’d sprint back and never let him go.

She’d sobbed in a ball the whole 6-hour jet ride home and he’d tortured himself imagining her celebrating.

“I know I deserved it. And you had been there for it before, and I know that. So, I tried to understand that, I did. But there was just a part of me that thought you would never- I don’t know. If I were you I’d - I’d probably hate me too, but I just.. fucking-“

“No, I never-“

“-needed you.”

She claps her hand over her mouth. She’d worried that he felt abandoned every day they were apart and he’d never said a word.

“I’m so sorry,” she whispers. “Maybe it was the wrong thing. I honestly didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t have you then, it wasn’t really you.” She digs deep for the vulnerability she’s been protecting. “And I needed you.”

She hears a quiet scoff.

“Right, well, obviously that’s not true. You walked away. You never called me, you had a fucking boyfriend.”

“He wasn’t- And I was trying to process, or, figure out what could even happen with us.”

“And-“ He tries to stop himself but he can’t think about anything else now. He covers his face and drags his hand down it.

“-how- how could you be with someone else?”

All of a sudden she can feel his heartbreak. She didn’t know what a big deal this was, but it all makes sense now.

“Oh…” She takes a breath and runs a million thoughts through her head of what to say to make him understand how irrelevant that short time feels now. “It was nothing like this, Ken,” she tries.

“Right… he didn’t put you through shit like this I bet.”

“Oh, you can’t be serious. We dated for two months, I’ve been with you for seventeen years!”

“Fourteen.”

He’s still quiet but it lands hard.

“Please come here, it’s not like that,” she says, hoping he’ll turn around.

He stays.

“Not like- going out together, and lying in bed, and, fuck, was he here?” He feels like he’s going insane and feels the sheets touching him.

“Of course not. He never came here, the kids are here. Our kids.”

He hears her and some part of him understands, but he can’t get over this feeling. He puts a pillow over his face so he’ll stop talking. It doesn’t work.

“…Did you love him?” His voice is muffled and soft and it hits even harder that this was not just petty jealousy.

“Oh, no.” She moves a little closer. “I never even stopped sleeping on my side of the bed.”

He remembers when she’d called him six months into their relationship when he had had to go on a corporate golf retreat with a bunch of men forty years his senior. She’d told him she couldn’t stand that she hadn’t seen him in seventy-two hours. She’d said she couldn’t sleep without him, she’d been lying on one side of her twin bed hugging her pillow. He’d told his dad he was going to the pro shop and headed straight for the helicopter. Logan hadn’t let it go for months, but it had been worth it to see her face light up when she’d opened her door, to hear the squeals when she’d jumped into his arms, and to feel the way she’d kissed him over and over when they’d squeezed into her bed.

He’s wondering if it could be like that now. He knows how rare their connection is. She just couldn’t have been like that with some other guy. They’re the ones who people roll their eyes at when they kiss in public because they wish they had that kind of love. He’s never felt this insecure, this inadequate. He feels like he shouldn’t say anything else, but maybe she should know how he felt when she said she was seeing someone.

“I didn’t sleep for a week after you told me. Just thought I’d…. completely fucking lost everything.”

“Ken…” she whispers. She wishes her heart could talk to his.

“You know it wasn’t really anything,” she says softly. “You… dated while we were apart, right? You know how it is?” She’s afraid to know the answer and kind of wishes she hadn’t asked.

“Uh, yeah, no one I could pick out of a lineup.” She feels bad that she’s relieved. He looks down. “You know every time I came to you those nights I thought maybe you’d change your mind? Get back together?” He doesn’t even know why he can’t stop telling her awful truths.

Her heart hurts. She reaches for him and he doesn’t move.

“And I tried to tell you about some- some things I wanted to talk about and you’d just- you know, I still had to go, so…”

“What things?” She’s been trying to coax more out of him since they got back together and runs all the times he’d tried to talk to her back then through her mind.

He doesn’t answer for a minute. He wishes she would reach for him again.

“Nothing. Yeah, I can’t do this. I’m not allowed to say any of this, I get it. I don’t have a side. I might not even… you know… if you hadn’t taken me there. I shouldn’t have- I’m sorry.”

She’s speechless for a moment as she moves closer. She’s so sad that he’s been silently carrying these heavy feelings all this time.

“‘Not allowed’? No, I want to hear everything. And you don’t have to apologize anymore.” She sighs. “It did take me a long time to forgive you. But I have. I needed to be sure, and now I am. That phase is over. Really.” He’s been apologizing forever. She’d read his devastating rehab letter so many times she practically had it memorized. I don’t know if I can ever forgive myself for ruining everything, but I hope you can someday. For what it’s still worth, if that’s anything, I love you. I can’t imagine my life without you. I don’t want to. I wish I could come home to you. She’d finally decided that he’d been punished enough. She knows they can push through.

“I know this is hard,” she says gently. “But I care about how you feel.” He wants to turn around so badly but can’t bring himself to do it. “You’re right that you’ve heard my side, but I haven’t heard all of yours.”

“Uh… it really doesn’t matter.” He’s done trying to tell her things today. This is the most he’s talked about his feelings in as long as he can remember.

“It matters to me.”

He looks back at his phone.

“My side is this shit.” He drops it off the side of the bed. “No one sees anything else.” She moves a little closer.

“I do.”

He’s spent and sounds defeated.

“Uh huh.”

She’d taught him how to be loved once. Maybe she can do it again.

“Ken, I look at you and I see everything else.”

He says nothing and she lays her hand on his arm.

“I see my husband, who surprised me with a secret little room at our wedding reception so we could have our own first dance. And I see our kids’ dad, who wouldn’t ever give up on our dream and sat with me while I cried all night when I lost the third round of IVF…”

He hesitantly puts his hand on hers. Some things supersede difficult talks.

“…who I shared happy tears with when we finally had a family.” She’s trying not to cry at the memory of them looking at baby Sophie together for the first time. “And who wore antlers today just to make the kids smile, even in the middle of an awful week.

“I see the man who held my hand at my godfather’s funeral six years ago and held me in the car afterward when I couldn’t even speak.” She waits for his reaction but he’s lying still. Listening.

“…who called his little brother when he heard he got dumped, even when he knew he wouldn’t talk about it. …Who sent flowers to my dorm every day for a month after the- experience- of meeting his family for the first time.” She grins. “You know, my roommate asked me where she could get a man like you and I told her I think I have the only one.”

He glances back toward her and she moves closer to spoon him.

“And I see the guy who made me laugh so hard in that restaurant in Florence that I almost slipped off my chair. And everyone was staring and it just made me laugh harder.” She hopes he’s smiling. “Remember that?”

He remembers. Their 10th anniversary trip had been one of the most fun times in their recent history, and shaking his head with a smile on his face as she made people stare at their table in the Michelin star restaurant had been the best moment of the vacation.

“I definitely see my favorite rapper,” she continues with a smile, hoping he’ll give in. Her tone returns to completely genuine.

“I see the only one I ever want cuddled up to me in the morning when we wake up in our bed. I missed that.”

She wraps her arms around him and he leans back into her. She whispers in his ear.

“You’re the love of my life. The only love of my life. That’s what I see when I look at you.”

He rolls over slowly and looks at her face. There’s nothing but honesty there. His eyes are hoping for an answer to a question he can’t bring himself to ask, and she places her hand on his cheek.

“I’m never walking away again.”

He leans in and gives her a soft kiss and moves close so she can finally hold him to her. Heart to heart. He’s reluctant to ask the last question on his mind, but since they’re saying so much of the truth, he summons the courage as he stays up against her.

“Uh… what if- you know, I mean I’m not saying that it would happen, but, what if… I did- slip?”

He can’t even look at her because he’s sure he knows the answer. Her stomach ties itself in a knot.

“But you’re not, you haven’t. You won’t.”

He nods, but he really needs to know.

“Right, yeah. But just… what if?”

She feels queasy.

“Well, if you did- and you won’t- then, I’d need you to go get treatment, obviously. But right away, not… like before.”

“Yeah,” he says. “And if I did that…”

She takes a breath and pulls back just enough to look down into his eyes.

“I’d be there.”

His gaze lingers for a second before he settles back into place. He’s not 100% sure if she means that last part, but he wishes he had the words to express how relieved she’d just made him feel. He’d needed to hear her say all of that for so long. He just hugs her and hopes she knows she just started healing deep wounds he’d been pretending weren’t there. Even with the heavy weight of his dad’s slander on his shoulders, he still feels so much lighter. He looks back at her.

“You know you’re the love of my life, too,” he says. She smiles.

“Oh, I know,” she replies. He lets out a little laugh. “But I like hearing it.” He keeps looking at her.

“You are. Never been any doubt.”

She rubs his arm.

“I love that about you. You’ve always known what you wanted. So, don’t let your dad make you doubt yourself,” she says. He’s never expressed worry about relapsing before, though she’s sure it’s always on his mind.

“Yeah. I don’t want to be like this,” he says. He decides to echo what she said a couple of days ago. “It’s going to get better, yeah?”

She smiles and tilts her head.

“It’s better already, don’t you think?” He nods. He didn’t even realize how hard he’d been trying to keep all of that in. “And I don’t want you to change,” she adds. “But you’ll get that certainty back.”

He glances at her and it slowly becomes a fact.

“I’m not going to slip.”

She feels the warmth in her chest. Peace.

“I know you’re not."

Chapter 8 💗

#this chapter involved research and tears and a ridiculous number of edits #those filming photos really did something to me #so perhaps this can soothe those of you who are similarly afflicted #welcome back to HDMLG where ken and rava are not giving up on each other ❤️#kendall x rava #kendall and rava #kenrava #kendall roy #kendall roy fic #rava roy #succession #succession fic #succession fix it fic #tw rehab #tw drug addiction

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Love In The Bureau

Part 3

They hadn’t seen one another in 8 years until her boss decided to leave, leaving the position of Team Leader up for grabs. Kate wasn’t the happiest when she found out who it was, but maybe something can change this time round...

Enemies to friends to lovers. CM level violence. AU!

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By the time the team landed back at Quantico they were all hoping to go home, dropping off the last of their stuff before doing so. However, as they made their way from the elevator, smiling and laughing about some joke Alvez had told them, Dean seemed to stop in his path after he spotted someone standing in his office pacing back and forth.

"Was I expecting anyone?" Dean asked aloud.

"Er...no." Garcia replied a little confused. "They weren't here a minute ago. Let me check."

However, as Garcia pulled up her ipad to check to see if Dean had a meeting with anyone, he placed a gentle hand on her ipad, lowering it down.

"No, it's okay." He told them. He'd managed to get a look of the guy's face.

"Dean?" Kate asked, looking up at him. "You okay?"

This seemed to knock him out of his trance. "What? Oh, yeah. Yeah. I'm fine. Just...give me a sec."

"Sure." Kate nodded.

Dean pulled his bag up further on his shoulder, making his way towards his office, closing the door behind him, leaving the rest of his team to keep their eyes fixed on his office as they slowly walked towards their desks.

"Do you know who he is?" Luke asked Kate.

Kate shook her head, trying to get a good look at the guy but the office blinds were making it difficult. But she could see Dean.

She shook her head. "No. No clue." she looked to Luke for a second before looking back. "But I think he does."

Meanwhile, inside Dean's office, he was stood behind his desk, arms folded across his chest as he stared at the man in the suit across from him.

"I'm gonna take it you're not here for a family visit?" Dean asked after they had made their 'hello's'.

The man shook his head. "Not this time."

"Then why are you here, Sam?"

Sam, from his side, lifted the case file. "Inviting you onto a case."

He handed the case over to his brother, Dean looking over it whilst Sam stuffed his hands into his trouser pockets. "The Sheriff has already sent through the paperwork asking for you, but I wanted to tell you about it face to face."

"You could have done this over the phone." Dean pointed out, flicking through the paperwork.

Sam nodded. "I know. But, I wanted to see you."

Dean just looked to his brother and nodded. Sam went on to explain the case.

"Four vics in four weeks. They think they've caught the guy, but my client is denying everything. Wrong place, wrong time. And I believe him. And so does the Sheriff but they've got no other leads."

"The what can we do?"

"Take the case back to the beginning." Sam told him. "The Sheriff wants to make sure they've got the right guy. Not a lot of homicides take place in their town. Robberies, hold-up, GTA's? Yeah. But never a homicide. And now they've had four in the last month."

Dean continued to look over the case file before nodding. "Okay. Give us 30 minutes and we'll be ready to go."

"I wish I was seeing you on different circumstances." Sam admitted.

"Me, too." Dean replied as he opened up the door.

"Everything okay?" Emily asked as Dean made his way down the few stairs from his office. "We've got a case. Sorry, guys."

"What's the case?" JJ asked.

"4 homicides. I'll explain on the jet. Wheels up in 30."

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By the time they landed in Sioux Falls it was close to midnight. They had been given a couple of cars but Dean offered to drive the luggage down, Kate and Sam going with him.

"I thought you were up in Chicago?" Dean asked from the driver's seat.

Sam was sat beside him and Kate was sat in the back.

"I was." Sam said. "My client. He's an old friend from college. Moved out here a couple of years ago with his family. Tripplets. He's an architect, ran his own firm in Iowa city. Now, he works from home mostly."

"And now he's up for 40 to life?"

"Between you and me, he didn't do it. Even the Sheriff thinks so. He's a good guy. And not a 'Gacy' type, either. Everyone knows everyone's business in this town."

Dean sighed. "You can't always go off a feeling."

"I know." Sam agreed. "But...please, just, do everything you can."

"We will."

After a few minutes of silence, Kate spoke up. "So, um...how come I never knew you had a brother?"

"You didn't tell her about me."

"Don't take it personally. He doesn't really speak about his family much. None of us do really." Kate explained. "But I know everything about you. How come I didn't know you had a brother? Let alone that he's a lawyer?"

"You never asked."

"Yes, I did."

"When?"

"Third day of training. I tried to make conversation with you because I was getting sick of the awkward silences." Kate explained before turning to Sam. "He was such a grouch."

Sam smiled towards Kate before looking at his brother. "I like her."

"I was not a grouch."

"Oh, please." Kate spoke. "Not long after that I started to hate you just as much as you hated me."

"Oh! You're Kate." Sam said, emphisis on her name.

"What's that supposed to mean?" She asked Sam before turning to Dean. "What's that supposed to mean? You told him about me?"

"I told him you were annoying the shit out of me because you couldn't hit the target." Dean said, eyeing Sam up quickly before looking at Kate before looking back at the road.

"Please, I'm a better shot than you."

"Now."

"And then." Kate replied.

However, Sam couldn't help but smirk. He knew everything about what happened between Kate and Dean whilst he was training her. He also knew his brother's thoughts - as much as his brother didn't tell him what he was thinking. He also knew now that they had clearly made up and were closer than ever.

"Alright." Dean said, ending their conversation over who was a better shot.

"So, tell me something about yourself, Sam?" Kate asked. "All I know now is that your name is Sam and you're Dean's brother."

Sam smiled and went on to explain a couple of things about himself. "Well, I'm a lawyer. Graduated from Stanford. That was also where I met my wife. Jess. We live in Chicago. I work for a law firm there. Jess works as a financial investigator in the Bureau."

"She's in the FBI?"

Sam smiled and nodded proudly. "Yep."

Kate now hit Dean on the arm with the back of her hand. "Why didn't you tell me this? Is this why you disappeared for half an hour when we were on the Smith case?"

Dean didn't really reply, so she took that as a yes.

"Anything else?"

Sam thought about it for a moment. "For now, I guess?"

"Well, it's nice to finally meet you even if I didn't know you existed."

"Likewise." Sam said, shaking her hand.

"You two done?" Dean asked.

"Ignore him." Sam told him. "He doesn't like to be left out."

"Hey."

"Sorry." Sam apologised before looking at Kate and giving her a look.

Kate just smiled back before patting Dean twice on the shoulder.

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"So that's Kate."

They had been in Souix Falls for a day and a half now, only just getting to the hotel.

"Sam." Dean warned. Truthfully, he didn't really know what he was warning Sam about. But he knew it was something.

"I'm not saying anything." Sam smiled, holding up his hands as he moved to sit on the bed.

"I thought you were here to drop off a file box." Dean told him.

"I am...I was." Sam corrected. "Come on, man. You still like her. It's okay, you can admit it."

"I like her because I get along with her. She's my team-mate."

"You and I both know that that wasn't what I was getting at."

Dean just kept his back to his brother as he flipped the lid off the box and began looking through it. "Look, if I can see it, then I'm sure the rest of your team can. Aren't you all trained to read people? Study their body language?"

"No one knows."

"How do you-"

"Trust me." Dean told Sam. "No-one knows."

"Does Kate know?" Sam asked.

Dean sighed, "I don't know."

"What do you mean, you don't know? How can you not know?"

"Because I'm not meant to read my team." Dean told him. "I'm their leader. I'm not meant to read into their feelings without their knowlegde. Not deeply, anyway. Besides, it wouldn't matter anyway because it's not allowed."

"Says who?" Sam asked.

Dean couldn't really give him a straight answer. It wasn't in the FBI handbook - he should know, he could practically read every page word for word without even looking at it, he's taught it long enough to know.

"Dean, if you like her, you should tell her."

"No, I shouldn't." Dean said

Sam was now stood in front of his brother, mentally forcing Dean to look at him. "What was it that you told me when I first met Jess and told you I liked her?"

Dean now looked at him. He remembers what he told him. He told everyone at their wedding in his best-man's speech.

"That doesn't count."

"What do you mean, it doesn't count? Dean, if you hadn't told me to just tell her, I wouldn't be married to her right now."

"Are you kidding me? If you didn't ask her out, she would have asked a couple of months later. I only saved you a couple of months."

"It still makes a difference, Dean." Sam said.

"Not in my world, it doesn't."

"Dean-"

There was a knock at the door.

"No, Sam. I'm not having this conversation."

However, as Dean opened up the door, he found Kate stood on the other side.

"What conversation?" she asked.

"Uhhh...nothing. I said I wasn't having a conversation." Dean replied.

"Okay?" Kate said, furrowing her brows before dropping the subject. "Is, uh, is Sam here?"

Now Dean furrowed his brows. "Yeah? Yeah, come in."

Kate nodded a thank you before entering, Dean closing the door behind her before shooting his brother a slightly confused look as Kate appraoched Sam - Sam giving a similar look to his brother before looking to Kate.

"Is...everything okay?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Where was Harry the night of the first homicide?"

Sam looked to Dean who just shrugged before they both looked back to Kate. "Jones' Roadhouse."

Kate pointed to Sam as if the words he'd just spoke had come out in a speech bubble. "That. That's what's not okay."

"Okay?..." Sam asked, focusing on whatever the point she was about to make.

"I've just finished the geo profile." Kate explained, moving so she could see Dean who was now sat at the end of the bed, a hand on his thigh. "And there are two bar's closer than Jones'. So, what kind of man like Harry would go nearly 15 miles from his house when there are two a helluva lot closer than that one? We know Harry, he's your standard protective-nice guy. Doesn't like spending too much time from his family. Doesn't want to miss his children grow up. If he did, he would have taken that job in Chicago. It's a lot more money, his family would be well-off. But, he didn't. Crime rates have risen. He wants to keep his family safe. So what kind of guy like Harry drives 15 miles away just to grab a beer. I bet you he doesn't even drive if he's drunk."

"He doesn't." Sam said. "Even in college, if we all went out, he'd make sure to stay sober so someone could drive. He'd only drink when he knew he didn't have his car so he'd have to get a cab."

"And his GPS only shows him going from A to B. It would be easy for someone to track his every movements. He always stays close. He has three kids, who wouldn't be? Any one of them could climb a tree and fall and break an arm." Kate explained. "Anyway, what if Harry went there to meet somone? He says he has no memories of the night before, during or after the murders. I want to have him drug tested. There's reports of a new drug being on the market. I can have the results before 12 o'clock tomorrow. I just need you to get him to agree to it."

Sam nodded. "I can try."

"Thank you."

A day later, they had their proof Harry hadn't been the one knowingly doing the murders. But it still didn't free him from the charges until 48 hours later when the team had given out their profile of the Unsub and had 7 tips on the tip line about some new go-er at Jones' pub. And the moment they brought him through the doors, everything came rushing back to Harry leading to Derek and Dean having to hold him back.

Before long, they had a confession. He'd contacted Harry after he refused to do a job, acting like some long-lost brother. Harry was only slightly convinced since he seemed to know everything about his family. From there, he'd drugged him, used his car, Harry's clothes that he'd kept spare in the car for work and gone around to do his 'jobs'. After that, he caught Harry in his home town in random places, following him every where he went.

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As Dean was packing up the last of his things, a knock came to his door.

"Sam, I told you I'm not having this- Jess."

"Hey, Dean."

Dean smiled, hugging his sister-in-law. "What are you doing here? Does Sam know your here?"

Jess nodded. "Yep. We're gonna fly to New York for a couple of days. I just wanted to see you before I left. Can I come in?"

"Yeah, sure. Come on." Dean opened up the door wider, letting Jess in. "I'm just waiting for the jet to be ready before I get the team."

"I met some of them in the lobby." Jess smiled before turning around. "I met Kate, too. She was in a deep conversation with Sam about Peggy Carter."

"Yeah, he'll probably be talking to her about that for years."

"She's nice."

"Jess."

"Dean." She replied in the same tone.

"Did Sam put you up to this? I already said-"

Jess nodded. "I know what you said. Sam told me. But, I wanted to talk to you myself anyway. Why don't you tell her?"

"Because I'm her boss. She's one of my agents."

"Then don't tell her while you're at work." Jess offered. "No-one can stop you from asking her out for coffee."

"Yes they can, and I would loose my job."

"No, you wouldn't." Jess corrected.

"Yes, I woul- wait, how do you know?" Dean asked.

"Because two agents in my team fell in love. The Director didn't say anything other than it is frowned upon by the board. Work-Life balance is needed, so marrying your co-worker isn't the most ideal, but they don't hate it."

"Jess-"

"No, Dean." Jess cut him off. "I have seen you be alone - not that there is anything wrong with that - for years. But you're also lonely. You deserve to be happy and, from what I've heard from Sam? You've smiled and laughed more with Kate than you have ever done. You both work well together. You understand one another. And yes, you might have got off on the wrong foot, but you're both happier when you're together."

"Jess, I can't."

"Yes, you can."

"No, I can't."

"Dean, no-one can stop you from falling in love." Jess told him, placing a hand over his. "Not even the FBI."

Dean gave a weak smile. "Thanks, Jess."

Jess leaned back in her chair and gave a knowing shrug. "What are sister's for?"

Half an hour later, the brothers parted ways, Dean going with his team and Sam going with Jess. However, as Sam and Jess stood waving them through doors as the BAU made their way onto the runway towards their plane, the couple pulled each other closer.

"How long do you think it'll take before they do something about it?"

"I don't know. But, I hope soon. We can only wait and see."

"Maybe I can call Penelope." Jess thought aloud. "Maybe she can pull a few strings. Get them to open up just a little bit more."

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Q HOW WAS UR ARTIST ALLEY???? OMGG DOD OT HAPPEN YET??? if u ever come to san francisco…. let me know… bro my wallet is screaming for q art prints… ALSO WHAT ARE YOU SELLING??? i love twst merch SO MUCH that would be so cute if u had keychains EEEE would u ever consider (or do u have) an etsy page open??? i am whoring over the idea of your riddle art on a professional print good heavens I MUST INVEST!!! anyways i hope it went well if u had it!!! if u didn’t yet GOOD LUCK ITS GOING TO GO AMAZING. also omg a fellow nctzen??? who is ur bias MINE IS JAEMIN AND JISUNG I LOVE THE DREAMIES SO MUCH

KIMI I JUST GOT BACK FROM IT ABOUT 4 HOURS AGO, AND DESPITE HAVING SOME,, QUESTIONABLE,, PEOPLE COME TO MY TABLE, IT WAS ACTUALLY PRETTY GOOD!! :D

It was so tiring tho I’m ngl 😭😭 I’m gonna need at least 2 weeks before I leave the house again ;^;;

legit spent the entire event trying to juggle with drawing (bro I haven’t done traditional art in so long - idk why tf I thought it’d be a good idea to give myself such a short timeframe [40mins - 1hr] to draw sketch comms), dealing with ppl complaining about my keychain prices (I was literally using the price recommended to me by the staff 😭😭 most con keychains are literally more expensive so idk what they were complaining about), and talking to random 50yr old men that were asking me about digital art (as creepy as that sounds, they were both v v nice - ended up convincing one to buy an iPad for his daughter for Christmas [she better be grateful >:(]),, ;-;;;

I doubt I’ll ever go to San Francisco (America sorta scares me hahaidhbkjjh) [actually maybe I’ll visit just for you pookie 🤭🤭😍😍], but I’ll definitely let you know if I ever open an Etsy store !!! I’ll probably end up doing it once my catalogue is larger & I figure out how to get higher quality prints :))) (so,, sometime next year :D)

I was selling art prints (TWST, Genshin, Nijisanji), keychains (Genshin), and commissions !! :D

My prediction was right tho LOL - only one TWST print sold (my mootie who loves Riddle bought it eheheh) (actually maybe 3 sold if you include the art trade for Leona and my brother buying a Ruggie print) - and as disappointing as it was, it’s a good indicator on what to make more of in future though!! As much as i love making TWST content, I do still want to make art that sells at cons 😔😔,, i.e. I probs have to focus more on vtuber/Genshin/anime art sighhhhhh

The way I’ve written this post makes it sound like the event was entirely miserable omfg i promise it wasn’t !! stressful, yes, but not terrible !! I did enjoy the experience a lot, and will be applying to proper, bigger cons in the future !! :D

IM SO GLAD TO HAVE A FELLOW KEYCHAIN LOVER AS A MOOTIE <3333 I LITERALLY LOVE KEYCHIANS SO MUCH THEYRE ALL I EVER BUY ONLINE <333 I’LL DEFINITELY DESIGN SOME TWST KEYCHAINS IN FUTURE FOR YOU POOKUMS <333 I’ll even pay the stupidly high shipping costs to send them to you snookums <333

ALSO YES I AM A FELLOW NCTZEN!!! MY BIAS IS TAEYONG <33 (can you tell that I like the overworked type ahsbjdahsfgdgb) BUT TBH RENJUN AND DOYOUNG ARE RLLY CLOSE BEHIND HIM SO IDK </3

OH AND HERE ARE SOME PHOTOS OF MY TINY LITTLE STALL !! sorry that they’re so blurry 😭😭 I was nervous so my hands were shaking a lot 🧍🧍

had to partially cover poor Ruggie and Leona’s faces with labels bc I didn’t know if I was allowed to show blood ahahjshkskn

#q’s convos

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What’s your fannish ID? He6o or He6oart on most platforms, but I also sometimes go by "Carrot", or my actual name, 'Skye'. My screen name is said 'Nebo', and is Russian for sky, because languages are cool 👀 I picked it years ago and it was short and snappy enough so I kept it, even if it does invite confusion at times.

What types of fanworks do you create? Fanart of the digital and sometimes traditional variety! I have also written original works in the past and am working on an original comic, but haven't written for fandoms before.

What are your favourite types of fanworks, when you’re not creating? I am a voracious consumer of fanfic, lurking and enjoying from various fandoms and being terrible because I am always too nervous to comment T_T But to all the fanfic writers out there, I adore you! Thank you so much <3 I think you have collectively increased my reading speed by a ridiculous level XD Very helpful when going through dry academic papers.

What do you like in particular about this fandom? I'm practically brand new to this fandom as a creator, but I really enjoy fics with DD interacting with the defenders or the punisher. Or just anyone we haven't seen yet - avengers-with-daredevil fics are so cool! (Hopefully we'll see more with the recent MCU news! 👀) I'm generally not a shipper in any of my fandom interests but I will still read and enjoy good content regardless of my personal preferences for creating <3

Of course, I am here for Matt 😂 He's basically one of my all time favourite characters now, and he carved that spot out after I saw only a single episode…which I think is the fastest I've ever latched on to a character in my life.

Do you like participating in fan events? Absolutely! I'm a more active participant in the Final Fantasy fandom (particularly for FFXV) and have been a part of big bang (as an artist), along with contributing art and merch for several fanzines, modding several and running one of my own, all of which was a LOT of fun. Would be totally down for something like that in daredevil fandom too when I have a few more artworks behind me and am a bit more known!

I am also a regular con attendee, though not in the last couple of years, but hopefully again soon! I need to dust off my cosplay skills.

What about your creating process? I have basically been fused to a pair of headphones since I was 7 years old and do everything to a playlist. If I don't have music blasting away it's too easy to get distracted, so it's the best way for me to zone out and focus in on my work (favourites include mostly soundtracks, QOTSA, NIN, Coldplay, Garbage and Ladytron). Otherwise it's pretty straightforward…I tend to get an idea that wont leave, and just glue myself to my iPad until it's done, day and night. Usually culminating in me going to bed at 4am.

In terms of my creative history, I was an artistic kid but I stopped creating for a various number of reasons during college (I'm in the UK, so that's age 16-18) right up until I finished my undergraduate masters in 2016…and it wasn't until I started my PhD that I realised I needed a good stress outlet and picked it back up again…so given the time I lost, I've been trying to be productive with my time and hone my painting skills. My favourite sort of work is the old religious renaissance works so I really want to reach that level of artistry with understanding lighting and accomplishing realism, but keeping textures and brushstrokes. I'm working mostly digitally as it's definitely a cheaper way to learn, but if I can paint something amazing on canvas one day I'll be thrilled. I have a lot of influences, so sometimes I'll see a work by someone and get inspired to try a totally different colouring style, but my best works tend to come back to my strongest influence.

Do you interact a lot with other fans? In this fandom, I'm basically brand new, but I do a lot of interacting with FFXV fans. We're a small community that's only decreased in size as interest waned after the game's release, so it's pretty easy to sort of know everybody? I am always down for making new friends but tend to need a bit of a push as I often feel like I'm intruding on the cool kid's table when I branch into a new fandom XD My approach is to basically just make content and exist on the fringes waiting to get roped in. I'm a lot more active at talking to people on twitter though so feel free to poke me on there!

Is there any particular piece you'd like to showcase for this post? Probably the second of my Daredevil/Matt Murdock pin trio.

I designed this one and two others (Black outfit(s) and horned S2 outfit) as a set to make into acrylic pins, but I think I'm particularly proud of this one because it took me so long and went through so many revisions…I felt like I was more critical of this artwork than of anything I've done in the last year, including multiple zine pieces ��

After I finished the first one with the S2 outfit (which was a fun experiment with textures) I was kind of impatient and raced into wanting to paint Matt with no costume, so I forwent any kind of face study and just started sketching and painting using the same palette from the first one, and wow did I have to redo it so much. This trio of DD pieces was both me learning how to draw/paint Charlie Cox, but also a test to see if I could consistently apply the same palette to multiple works of art despite my photo references being all over the place in terms of both colour and lighting. I think it was a success overall, and I learnt a lot from these pieces, including how much I really enjoy painting Charlie Cox 😂

Do you have other fandoms you'd like to talk about? Ah, I float around different circles but Final Fantasy is probably my home base of sorts. Mostly I am really into video games, so my interests lie there a lot (FF, Dragon Age, Mass Effect, Detroit Become Human etc). Tolkien's works are another big area of interest for me, but often my interests tend to lie in one-off areas because I am difficult to impress.

I tend to enjoy a wide range of things, and when I fall really hard for a character or series I am compelled to create. I think few characters inspire me enough to form the kind of attachment I have with daredevil now - the last one to do that was Ignis from FFXV, and just a quick skim through my past works will show that I absolutely put that passion into art (and buying merch - I think my bedroom can probably be described as 50% Ignis shrine at this point). What can I say, I love virtuous acrobatic characters with hidden depths, especially when there's a dichotomy to their personality 👀

Is there anything else you want to tell us about yourself? A bit about me, I suppose: I am from the UK and in my early 30s, a recent graduate with a PhD in Observational Astronomy, a threat to all coffee supplies everywhere and a huge fan of philosophy, architecture and politics/law. As a kid I was known for: breaking up fights on the playground, being "the artist" kid and wanting to know literally everything about anything (give me any subject and I will just fall into a pile of books). My academic history is a mess of contradictions because I had no idea what I wanted to do with myself at 16 and I was your stereotypical straight A student with options in everything XD

If there is a Starbucks within a mile of my location, I have probably been there (and bought a mug,). I one day hope to live in a big city because places like London, Tokyo and NYC are architecturally fascinating and 24 hour coffee shops are not a thing in my smaller city XD. I tend to keep a lot of my thoughts private and mostly I live on discord. And I am really into fashion and am as attached to my sunglasses as I am my headphones (though some of that is due to light sensitivity XD). My preferred pronouns are also They/Them, but I am pretty chill about it so no worries if you forget 🙌

I do post a lot of FF art, naturally, because my other love is Ignis. But I can see my hyperfixation on Matt is definitely going to lead to a bunch of art on that side - and I have a few sketch plans in mind for October prompts (probably doing those face studies I neglected too 🤔) So give me a follow if that doesn't bother you!

Also, I talk a lot! Definitely something to note (but you probably guessed that by now!)

Where can your fanworks be found? Twitter, tumblr and IG are where I post things (cross-posting mostly, though I am not particularly good at remembering instagram exists outside of being a place for me to appreciate other people's work 😂). I have a couple of storefronts but they're currently going through revisions, and I also forget to use tags too often 😓

Twitter - https://twitter.com/He6o Instagram - https://instagram.com/he6oart Tumblr - https://he6o.tumblr.com Patreon - https://patreon.com/he6o

Or everything all in one place! https://he6o.carrd.com/

Thank you, @he6o !

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