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miguelhugger2099 · 3 months

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OMG HIIIII I HAVE A REQUESTTTTT

I LOVE UR STORIES

So imagine Fem reader just going through her closet throwing out old things along with miguel and she finds an old shoebox of hers opens it and its her retired vibrator and pink dildo that she hasn’t used since she started dating Miguel and she’s looking at him awkwardly since she said that she totally threw them away so miguel gets back at her by taking the toys and making her use them

ANYWHO BYYEE THANKKZZZ

Pretty in Pink

me when you appear in my inbox, throw a smut prompt in my face and dip: ∑(; °Д°) i genuinely had fun with this request i made him speak more spanish than usual idk why lol but as always, if you don't like it, i'd be more than happy to make another one <3

Miguel x Reader, Smut, Word Count: 2,777

You stare up into your messy closet; old clothes, old photos and yearbooks and maybe some plastic shopping bags you forgot about were all scattered inside. Hands on your hips, you blink at the cluttered mess while Miguel is behind you and crosses his arms with an unamused look. “You really let it get this bad?” He asks, looking down at you. Miguel had called to say he wanted to see you but you told him it was cleaning day for you and you decided to deep clean. He assured you he still wanted to come over and even help you but when he arrived he wasn’t expecting to see how even the smallest places needed organizing. Life got in the way, you told him. You shrug and let out a deep sigh. “Just help me.” You grunt with a roll of your eyes and go on your tiptoes to reach the top shelf in your closet. There was a big heavy box filled with god-knows-what and you huffed as you slammed it down on your bed. Miguel takes a peek through it while your hands empty out the contents. A two year old angel halloween costume, childhood belongings for sentimental value and a local shopping bag that held your graduation gown. “How do you even still have these?” Miguel scoffs a laugh while he digs through with you, picking up a stack of old movie tickets you used to collect. You snatch the wad of crumbled tickets back with a pout on your face. “They have sentimental value.” Miguel chuckles and teasingly pinches the tip of your nose. “I know but stop being a hoarder. C’mon. Pick what you wanna keep and pick what you don’t. I’ll get a trash bag for the stuff you don’t want.” Miguel then steps out of the room, leaving you alone to set up two piles. You huffed out a big sigh and got to work. Carefully, you picked things one by one to decide if you really needed it.

Some old shirts that didn't fit you were tossed in the don't want pile and the cute headband you thought you lost was placed in the keep pile. Any other things like some old bags or trinkets you grew out of were placed in a different pile on the floor for trash. When the top shelf was fairly cleaned out, Miguel came back with two large black trash bags and began helping you stuff the things away for donation, trash or something along those lines. You then sat on your knees to start on the floor area of the closet, picking out shoes that were too small now and tossing them to Miguel. You reached for a small shoe box in the corner and opened it up to see if any shoes inside were still usable. You didn’t expect to see a matching set of your old baby pink vibrator and hot pink dildo catching dust inside. You gagged on your own spit in surprise, feeling the color drain from your face. You were sure you threw it out. You didn’t need them anymore, not since your first time with Miguel just a little over a year and a half ago. “What’s that?” You hear Miguel peek over you, curious since you stopped handing him things. You slam the shoebox shut. “Nothing!” But he had already seen it. “It’s nothing–haha.” You strained, standing up to open the trash bag Miguel brought to throw it in there but he stops your wrist. With his other hand he takes the box and you screech, trying to take it back. He lifts it open and inside are the familiar toys he’d seen before.

He remembered assuring you that you didn’t need them anymore–not with him around. So he made you promise something to him that day. He made you promise to throw it away after you both had sex; that while you had him, no flimsy toy could ever satisfy you like he could. You kept most of that promise. You really hadn’t picked them up since, you just forgot to actually throw them out. “I thought I told you to trash these.” He glared down at you. You pause reaching for the box, your mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water as you try to excuse yourself. “I-I did—I was!” You stutter and feel yourself get smaller and panic when he cocks an eyebrow up. “I haven’t used them!” “At all?” “At all.” You grip around his forearm, hoping he wouldn’t be pissed you broke your promise. He glances back down into the box, the sight of it pissing him off. “Sit.” And so you sat on your bed, looking up at Miguel. Miguel picks up the small baby pink bullet vibrator in his hand. He turns it around to find the button and playfully clicks through the different settings. The buzz of the bullet makes your face burn, slightly angry and embarrassed how he’s just fucking around. “Okay, I get it! I’m sorry–just throw it out.” You groan and reach for it again but he snaps his head to glare down at you and you freeze. His eyes narrowed. “How’d you like it?” He asks, turning to face you, your eyes meeting his stomach before you look up.

“Huh?” You ask. He presses through the settings again as if guessing. “Did you like it slow?” He clicks to the first vibration. “Or maybe fast?” He hums as he clicks to the fifth vibration. He guesses you like it faster. You’re stumped. You weren’t sure where he was going with this. You don’t think he’s angry but he’s quiet–there’s something about him that’s changing the shift in your conversation. You cross your legs together when you hear the small buzz increasing. “Fast,” You mutter. “Start at one or two then to three or four.” You look away from him playing with your old toys, your heart speeding up at the sight of the two things that gave you pleasure these past few years. Miguel tosses the box on the bed. You yelp when Miguel pushes you down onto the bed, his knee already forcing your legs apart. You gape up at him, open mouthed in shock when the look on his face is more sinister, head full of ideas of what he’s planning to do. It makes you gulp nervously. “How ‘bout I try them out? You let me know if they’re just as good as me, yeah?”

“Huh?” You squeak out and before you know it, Miguel crashes his lips onto yours. Your eyes flutter close and your hands find purchase in his hair, a dance the two of you knew like the back of your hand. His tongue easily slips through to the inside of your mouth, entangling itself with your own tongue. You moan and roll your eyes back, kissing his back with equal fervor. You buck your hips up to grind yourself on his knee, you can already feel yourself getting wet. He helps alleviate that pressure by rubbing his knee to your aching pussy and you sigh in relief. His left hand holds your waist then moves up your body to cup a tit in his hand that makes you moan his name between kisses. Miguel then slides that hand under your shirt, lifting it up to show your bra. His kisses don't relent up, instead pushing your bra up to reveal your breasts to him and freeing them from confinement. He massages your breast in one hand and ghosts his thumb over your nipple, feeling it harden from the soft touch. Miguel moves his hand to tug your pants down and you lift your hips up to help him rip them off. He clicks the button of the vibrator and ever so gently presses it against your clothed cunt, the small wet patch making it easier to feel through the fabric. You jolt from the buzz, gasping and holding onto Miguel’s wrist. He rips your hand off and collects both of them to pin them above your head. Just one hand from him is enough to render you helpless. He then pushes your panties aside to slip the vibrator right on your clit. You choked on a gasp and tried to pry your hands away from him but he wouldn’t lend up. Your hips squirmed around to try and get away from the sudden stimulation. “I bet you missed this feeling, huh? Is it better than my cock?” He hums against your neck. You shake your head, your face burning up with desire. “N-no…” You whined, nothing was as good as Miguel but he tsks under his breath.

“No? But look at you making a mess on it already. I barely even started.” He whispers, leaning up to bite your earlobe and you moan. His voice had gotten deeper, more husky–just how you liked it. He rubs it gently, applying pressure a few times to find the spot that hits your nerves. You moaned his name when he found the exact point and he began circling around your swollen nub. His action made you jump from pleasure, the shock of it hitting your chest and down to your pussy. “Un poco de vibración y ya estás mojadita en mi mano.” He murmurs, clicking the bullet to a faster pace. You writhe and struggle between deciding to close or open your legs. Miguel struggles to keep the small bullet in his hand, the toy being incredibly tiny compared to his large fingers especially when it was wet from your cunt. Growing frustrated, Miguel pulls the vibrator off your clit making you whimper. He lugs your nimble body up and he moves to lay back against the headboard laying you to rest against his chest. You can feel his strained cock behind you but you barely have time to properly register it before he places your familiar hot pink dildo in front of you. “Muestrame cómo lo usaste antes.” He brushes his lips behind your ear. He helps you hold onto the base of it and you weakly look up at him with a lustful and dazed hum. “Miggy…” You whimper.

“Hazlo.” He growls as he places the silicon tip at your weeping entrance. He rubs the girth of it between your folds to lube it up, especially at its tip. He then lets go of your hand to move up to your breast and starts fondling the round flesh in his palm, using his fingers to roll and flick the nub. It sparks pleasure to your stomach and you bite your lip. You take a firm grip around the dildo and slide it inside your folds, your pussy sucking up the toy into its walls slowly. You moan and lean your head on Miguel’s shoulder. He leans down to nibble on your neck, his canines catching your flesh in between them as he suckles gently while playing with your perky tits. Miguel’s left hand holds the baby pink vibrator and he sets it at its lowest setting before placing it over your clit again. You gasp and arch your back off of Miguel’s chest, bucking your hips to meet the vibrator which makes you also shove the dildo further inside your cunt. “Hnngh! Mig–uel!” You mewled, closing your eyes as you submit to ecstasy. Miguel chuckles, kissing your jaw. “Que te pasa? I’m barely doing a thing. That’s all you, mami.” He rubs the toy around your swollen clit while you pump the dildo in and out of you. Your hips thrust in time with your hand with the vibrator slipping and even smearing your juices from around your labia. Miguel turns up the speed of the buzzing and you let out a high-pitched moan. “No–no, please–” You squeal. “Wait–wait…” You pleaded and grabbed his wrist but Miguel didn't budge. “I thought you liked it fast.” He teased.

“‘s..’s too much…” You mutter, slowing down the dildo into soft long strokes, fucking it up into yourself to hit that sweet spot Miguel always hits. Even with a toy, you’re thinking of him. Miguel pulls on your hardened nipple and you cry out, clenching on the dildo. “Too much?” He scoffs. “You’ve taken a lot more, nena. C’mon, make it faster just how you like it, yeah?” He mutters, moving your hand off the silicon to replace it with his. With your hand now free, you reach up and behind you to grab onto Miguel’s locks. Miguel then pumps the dildo deeper inside you causing you to scream and pull on his hair, bucking your hips against the toy. “Miggy, Miggy–!” You whined, looking down at the sight of his hands using the pretty pink set of adult toys filling and playing with your wet pussy. “Oh, fuck…” You groan, thrusting yourself wildly onto the silicon. “More…” He smirks. “There she is.” He groans and clicks the vibrator to a higher setting, the buzz becoming louder as it surrounds your sensitive clit and folds, the dildo pounding into your cunt at a fast yet hard pace. It was like Miguel was fucking you with his cock himself. “Is it better than me, mami? Did you miss stuffing these inside you?” He murmurs against your ear as he continues to thrust it inside you, slipping the vibrator in circles and pressing it against your puffy entrance.

You shake your head while sweat beads down your forehead. “No…” You whined. Miguel doesn’t believe you. “No? Should I stop?” He slowed his hand down and was about to turn off the buzzing bullet when you squealed and grabbed his wrist tightly to stop him. “Don’t stop.” You pleaded, panting since you finally got the chance to regulate your breathing. Miguel tuts in disapproval. “It’s only good when you do it…” You murmured and his smirk grew back on his lips. “Oh yeah?” He kisses your cheek, slowly starting up his pace again, staring at the way your slick glistens against the hot pink color. You relax on his back again, stuttering your hips as they thrust up. “Mhm..” You moan and gasp when he pounds the toy into you, its soft balls slapping against you. In the middle of fucking you with your own toy, Miguel’s hand gets drenched with the overwhelming amount of juices that you leaked out of your wet pussy. He resists the urge to rip the dildo out from you and dive between your legs for a taste. He settles for licking his chapped lips instead and fucks it into you faster. Your body begins sweating profusely, squirming about as you try to reach your high as fast as you could. Miguel presses the vibrator at a faster pace and you screech, your nails digging into his skin. Your face scrunches up in pleasure and your breathing becomes uneven, panting heavy breaths as your mind gets clouded with the goal of cumming.

“Already close, mama? Go ahead.” He urged you further to your release. He watched as he hands made quick work to fuck and please you, bewitched with how perky your nipples got and how your body bounced and grinded on some plastic dick. “Miguel, harder…” You whined, spreading your legs further apart. With a kiss to your neck, he thrusts the dildo into you and clicks the vibrator to its highest setting, shocking your nerves and getting the breath knocked out of you as it makes you see stars. You screech out a high pitched moan, stilling and shaking your legs while your pussy clamps on the toy and drenches it in your cum. Miguel slips it out with a wet shlick and sets the vibrator to a lower setting to ease out your orgasm. With now one hand free, he wraps his arm around you and cups your left breast, giving it a small squeeze before pushing your bra back down over them. He kisses along your neck and jaw, murmuring praises to you. “Así es, hiciste bien…” He whispers as you slowly come out from the haze. You pant softly and twitch when the vibrator buzzes on your now sensitive clit. Miguel turns it off quickly and sets it to the side with the dildo and rubs your inner thighs comfortingly. You hum and lean back against him, catching your breath as your cheeks slowly stop burning as well. “Do you still wanna keep them?” He kisses along your neck, feeling your blood pump through your veins. You gaze over at the box and to the abandoned toys to the side. “Maybe the vibrator. The dildo wasn’t big enough.”

A/N: how r we feeling ? ┗(･ω･;)┛

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oopwoop · 10 months

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Playing Minecraft W/ The SpiderVerse Kids

pairing(s): Miles Morales (e!1610!), Hobie Brown, Pavitr Prabhakar, Gwen Stacy

warning(s): swearing! unedited.

i used this site to figure out/decide what type of player they’d be

i’ve been playing a lot of Minecraft recently and thought of what it’d be like to play with them so.. here you go!

Miles Morales (e!1610!)

He prefers Creative over Survival for sure, reasoning: he’s scared of the mobs and refuses to fight them

Plus in Creative it’s a lot easier for him to build stuff because he is definitely The Big Builder or The Decorator. He makes the most outrageous buildings but they look good

Has a whole world full of buildings and stuff. Like, complete towns filled with mansions

Playing with him is a lot of fun though! He’ll come up with build designs with you and you’d work together. If not, the two of you would totally mess around, building things just to blow them up with TNT or set it on fire

Miles is the one to put your beds next to each other. He thinks it’s cute, though he’ll do it without saying anything and if you mention it he becomes a stuttering mess and says he knows nothing and didn’t do it.

If you do end up playing Survival with him he will make you kill all the mobs, no doubt about it. He’ll make the base, probably trade with villagers, farm and kill the animals for food but not much else. He’s too afraid of dying

“Miles, did you put the beds next to each other? Because I know I didn’t.” You snicker teasingly, your character staring at the beds then at his character. You turn yourself to glance at him and notice his eyes are wide and he’s blushing.

“What..? What, me? Nooo.. That’s stupid why would I do that? Maybe you forgot that you did it because I didn’t.” He stumbled over his words, refusing eye contact. It was cute.

“Mhm, okay. Y’know, maybe I did forget. I think it’s a cute idea, though.” You smirked, kissing his cheek before turning back to the screen and continued playing.

Gwen Stacy

I think she’d play Survival and only Survival, claims Creative is for the weak

She goes all out in Minecraft, fighting mobs, getting achievements, going to the Nether, all of that. She’s not afraid

Definitely The Pro or The Achiever. Like I said, Gwen goes all out

She’d forcefully make you go with her, but she’d give you the right equipment needed and pointers on how to fight. If you genuinely don’t want to fight with her she’d have you farm and trade, pretty much do the smaller necessities for survival.

Has finished Minecraft several times, got all the achievements and everything on different worlds, never gets old for her

If you got her to play Creative she’d go on a rampage, killing everything for fun. Or she’d fly around trying to find different biomes

“C’monnn.. it’s not that bad!” Gwen would groan, trying to convince you to go to the Nether with her. “I’ve given all the armor and tools you need! Just try not to die.”

“Try not to die?? It’s the Nether, I’ll die no matter what! I’m not a pro like you. I’m not the one who’s finished this game multiple times.” You gave her an incredulous look, gaping at her words. It’s one thing to not die on the main world, that was usually easy, but the Nether? Yeah right, she’s insane.

“You’re overreacting.. Plus, if I’m a pro, wouldn’t that make you feel better that you’d be with me? Not by yourself.” She chuckled, arguing her point. You just scoffed and told her to go, following in after her.

Pavitr Prabhakar

I see him playing both Creative and Survival. Just really depends on his mood. Either way he’s having fun

He’d be The Zookeeper, collecting animals like Pokémon cards for real. Within the first 30 minutes of playing he already has a house full of cats and dogs, probably three parrots flying around him and is starting an animal farm. How? No idea, he just does

In Creative mode he’d spawn them all, naming all the animals with name tags one by one, even coloring the dog collars too

In Survival he’s taming every animal he sees, using a lead to bring the animal to a fenced in area. There’s one full of cows, pigs, horses, all the usual ones. But he even has them for pandas, camels, and turtles.

He’s also one to place his bed next to you, though unlike Miles, he’s not embarrassed by it, actually stating out loud he’s doing it. No shame at all.

When he’s not collecting animals, he’s following you around. He has no idea where you’re going or what you’re doing but he doesn’t care. He’s following and collecting every flower he sees, claiming he’s gonna make a bouquet for you.

“Hey, Pav? Where’s the- woah what the hell? How do you already have a whole army of pandas? Where’d you even get those from? We’re no where near a jungle..” You questioned, beyond surprise by the sight of around a dozen pandas in a fenced up area. It was even decorated to what a panda would need, looking like a small jungle.

“Hm? You say that likes it’s hard to find them! What’s so bad about it? I think they’re cute!” He smiled brightly, his character jumping around in the area full of pandas. “I have more than just pandas!”

“How?? We haven’t even played for more than an hour! When did you do all this?” While it was probably better not to question him, you needed to know how he did it, and seeing him more than happy to explain made it all the more better.

Hobie Brown (sorry it’s shorter than the rest)

He genuinely does not care if y’all play Creative or Survival, doesn’t matter to him, he’s gonna be a complete menace either way

He’s not any of the type of players listed in the site I used, he doesn’t believe in consistency. He can go from killing mobs to farming. His main goal is to fuck with you though

He never gets you killed in Survival but he will mess around. He’ll hit your character (without a sword or anything) when you’re fighting a mob and run away. It’s like playing with a child

I can see him setting a village on fire and saying something along the lines of “they’re capitalist pigs and deserve to die” or something

All in all, he’s not much of a fan of Minecraft but he’ll play it with you if you ask.

“Hobie, why is there a village on fire? What did you do?” You raised a brow at him, staring at the slight smirk on his face. It was a telltale sign he did it, but you knew it was him either way. There’s no way a village randomly caught on fire.

“What ya mean, luv? Oh, tha’. Yeah I did tha’. Bunch a capitalist pigs, I tell ya. Jus’ doin’ my job gettin rid of ‘em.” He chuckled while setting another village on fire. You didn’t wanna know how many he’d set on fire at this point.

“It’s a game, B. And I need to trade with them, they have good stuff sometimes.” You whined, huffing at him. You know he doesn’t care and will do it anyways.

“Find another one then, luv.”

All of them!

My god is it a nightmare.. first it starts out as an argument, trying to decide whether or not y’all are playing Survival or Creative. Mainly Gwen and Miles though, Pavitr and Hobie don’t care.

After about ten minutes of arguing they decided to ask you, so whatever one you prefer is what y’all played on. Either way one of them is whining.

If you picked Survival it leads to a pouty Miles, complaining how he’s gonna die a lot, and a smiley Gwen.

Within the first day Miles has already made a small base for you guys, Pav has gathered a few animals (he pouted when it was stated the cows and such would be used for food eventually, Gwen was mining for ores, and Hobie was.. being Hobie.

It was surprising to see how smooth everyone seemed to work together for a while, considering before y’all even started playing an argument broke out. Though if y’all could work well together while on mission, why couldn’t you in a game, yeah?

Give it an hour or so.. bickering over stupid stuff is bound to happen.

If you picked Creative, Gwen is whining how it’s for losers, which causes Miles to flip her off and thank you for picking it.

With Creative there’s a lot less arguing and bickering. Though there is much more chaos. Y’all are blowing up everything or settlor on fire for fun.

It started with you all just doing your own thing until randomly Hobie brings up the idea.

“I ‘ave an idea..” Hobie says out of the blue, causing everyone to pause. You all look at him with a face of confusion or hesitation. Whenever he had an idea, it was wild or something went wrong in some way.

“Great.. you have an idea.. does it have to do with the game or real life? Because I don’t feel like blowing up a building in your universe again..” Gwen scoffed, the others nodding in agreement.

“Yeah.. I agree with Gwen.. last time you had an idea we almost got killed..” You chuckled dryly, still traumatized from that.

“Damn, no faith in me at all, huh?” He rolled his eyes. “Yea, in the game.. Don’t worry, don’t plan on killin’ y’all. Woulda done so already if I wanted to.”

That caused another pause in the room, silence too loud. Thank god for Miles for breaking it. “Okayyy… what’s your plan?”

“Well, Gwendy got blowin’ up a buildin’ correc’. Though, I meant in the game. Why not have some fun an’ blow up some shit, or set it on fire, yea?” It was a smart idea, surprisingly. Everyone agreed, just with some terms, mainly Pav and Miles.

“Sounds fun! As long as my animals are safe and out of it, I’m in!” Pavitr stated, Miles nodding in agreement, but for his builds.

“Woah, a surprisingly good idea.. Let’s do it! Let’s blow some shit up!” You poked fun at Hobie, before smiling widely. It concerned the others at how widely you smiled but brushed it off. They agreed with the idea so they must be just as crazy then. With that, buildings were blown up, forests were burnt down. It was so chaotic to the point that the game started to lag and eventually crashed, causing you all to burst out in laughter. Well, it was fun while it lasted.

I apologize for not posting yesterday, but hopefully this makes up for it! It’s longer than my normal posts. I hope you enjoy!

Send requests! Love you!

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where-does-the-heart-lie · 7 months

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Can we have a deeper analysis in Sabo's shape language study please? It's amazing how you make him give different vibes with just his hair and I like to understand how does that work.

Oh. I'm SO glad you asked.

(The Post In Question)

Okay so this isnt the first post ive made about shape language,

Here are the others:

ASL Shapes Strawhats Shapes

i'm just gonna copy and paste the definition i have for shape language from those posts here so i dont have to write it all again.

Shape language is defined as “a concept used in art and animation to communicate meaning based on shapes we are familiar with” (source). This concept uses circles, triangles, and squares to convey an idea of the “personality” of the design without using any words.

In designs, using circles and rounded edges in your silhouette and detailing gives the design a soft and squishy look. They tend to be harmless, approachable, or changeable.

Designs using squares gives the design a solid, sturdy, and strong look. They are supportive, reliable, and inflexible

Lastly, triangle designs are sharp and directional. They are dynamic, dangerous, and unpredictable.

That's base level but here's more in depth description of each design for ya:

this one is up first!

You may notice how in this design, his hair isnt in large clumps like the others are. His hair falls delicately and waves gently with little to no hard angles.

In this design, i was trying to convey the idea of "he wasnt born to fight, but he's molded himself into someone who will." I tried to depict that by making his hair all light and feathery, his facial features soft and rounded, but also showing how he's modified his body in a pointy and aggressive way.

I didn't want to only go hard edges with the piercings though because much like he's strayed from his mold of being delicate, he's also strayed from his mold of being a cruel noble. so some of his piercings are rings, AKA: Circles.

You may also notice the different in how I've drawn the collars of these guys. the collar of this Babo's black coat falls softly, and its' arc is rounded. The shoulders don't have any padding and it rounds at the corner.

This Man Is Round.

Next up is this Freak

This is supposed to be Triangle Him.

His hair is in larger, hard angled clumps. Indicating that he probably cut his hair himself. He did... greattt. I already headcannon him as someone who cuts his own hair, but i dont think this one ever gets any better at it.

The hard angles on his teeth, his scar, his jaw, his collar, that line i forgot to erase on the left, and his coat all give indication that this guy is Dangerous and you probably shouldnt mess with him.

I didn't have any real deeper meaning to this version, I just wanted to make him look as opposing as I could. this guy is "what you see is pretty much what you get."

Even though he doesn't have a lot of deeper meaning, I think this one is my favorite of the designs. I really love these colors on him and his hair was really fun to draw. I think I wanna draw him again at some point. I think this version of him would be very funny paired with Koala. I'm chuckling thinking about it:

Koala and her Armed and On Fire kindergartener

And lastly this guy

Sabo's base design is very rectangle coded. From his Hat, to his face shape, to his coat. So this version was very easy to make as I didn't actually need to change that much!

I think maybe I could've made his design a little more complex? But also I think there is a beauty in simplicity for this one. He looks straightforward, reliable, and kind. He seems like the kind of guy who gets his hands dirty, not because he likes doing it, but because he does what he must for the greater good.

I really love his hazel eyes, too. I think it brings a nice warmth to his design that is really nice.

Additional comments:

I love talking about this stuff. I love designing. I love art. I love drawing so much it's so fun

Everytime I get to sit down and make some funky doodles my brain feels like 🧠🤸🧘🧜🧚🙋‍♀️🙋‍♀️🧚💃💃💃💃💃💃

If you got this far thanks for reading :)

I usually have a description for my designs and my choices and stuff and I forgot to do one for this post, it makes me happy to see that it was missed :)

#ask reply #@naniguini #shape language

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spider-stark-loser · 20 days

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Okay so apparently I have an idea for another Ninjago Au based on season 4 mostly the scene where Kai has the staff of elements.

So pretty much after Kai broke the staff of elements everyone got their powers back except for Kai leaving him powerless (as some sort of punishment?) and with a little bit of corruption from the time he held his staff. I sense his eyes stayed permanently red color.

Even though Chen was defeated the powers of Kai still didn't come back.

Sometimes Kai can be a little unstable lashing out at everyone even when he doesn't tend to do it. Kai is still part of missions but the whole powerless thing leaves him very frustrated.

Part of me thinks the relationship between the whole team is strained even though they are trying their best to help Kai, but they sometimes give up when Kai refuses to accept their help, everyone wants to find a way to bring back his powers but is useless as they haven't find anything.

Now a tricky part of the au is that Kai with time comes distant to everyone and stays in his room for hours no body knows what he is doing in there but they respect his privacy, meanwhile Kai is messing with dark magic from a book that perhaps belonged to Clouse (haven't figured this out yet) and he mastered some sort of fire abilities through the book but he kept this mostly to himself not sure how the others would react of the idea of him using dark magic.

Another thing I forgot to mention is that Nya gets her powers earlier since the team needs the most help possible during missions so Master Wu starts training her immediately, meaning Nya gives up her Samurai X stuff to become a full time ninja, also some of these gadgets Kai uses them when he is in the mood to join missions and help the team.

Okay i mentioned that Kai kept his dark magic and fire a secret from everyone? Well while fooling around with his dark magic he accidentally poofed a baby into existence making him go into panic and seeking help from the team including Master Wu who just stare in shock at the baby that Kai is holding, in other words accidental baby acquisition that just poofed out of nowhere due to dark magic.

Oh yeah the only two of my Ninjago oc's that stay in this Au are Alev and Etsu, Alev well her powers remind Kai too much of what he lost and well Etsu is the baby that poofed out of nowhere.

Might be calling this new Au: Dark Fire Au, but anyway this way just some aimless rambling from me, this idea seems fun to develop so might as well developed furthermore.

#ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago au #just me rambling #ninjago kai #kai smith #kai jiang #dark fire au

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starbunii · 10 months

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one,two,three,step

It all starts with a detective, a dancer, and a distraction. AKA: shuichi confesses to you and gets fucked reaaal good

cross posted to my ao3!! warning for: anal stuff, sub shuichi, dom reader, finger sucking, couch sex, and confessions, good boy as a pet name m4m!! female aligned readers, please sit this one out

sexual content below the cut (duh)

One, two, three, step. Four, five, six, step. Seven, eight, breathe, nine, step. You shut your eyes, following the instructions you laid out for yourself in your head. Breathing in and out, keeping up with the movements as your muscles tensed. Was it difficult? Sure. But nothing good ever came without work.

One, two, three, step. Four, five, six, crash.

You fell onto your butt for the fifth time.

“Shit. Why is this so hard?” you grumbled. You played dumb with yourself. The stepping, turning, and twisting were so difficult because of a single distraction. This distraction took form in the shape of a boy. The one, the only, Shuichi Saihara. You couldn’t determine what was so captivating about him. Sitting on your bed, you pondered.

Maybe it was the way his eyes focused when he thought about his detective work. The way his hair parted when he woke up in the morning, still messy from the previous night's rest. The way his pale skin glistened in the sun. How his fingers danced across his keyboard when he was taking notes. Everything about him seemed… angelic.

A knock at the door broke you from your long hallway of thoughts. Jumping a bit at the noise you got up and walked over to the door, opening it just enough to see who was on the other side.

“Hey, Y/n. Are you ready to teach me some dance moves?” The boy on the other side grinned shyly.

“Hi, Shuichi! Uh, honestly, I forgot you were coming over today, so my place might still be a little bit of a mess.” You chuckled apologetically, stepping away from the door to allow him inside. “I hope you have fun tonight.” You sucked in a deep breath, allowing him to step into your equivalent of a secret garden.

“I know I will. Forgive me if this is too forward, but, I always have fun when I’m with you.” He smiled earnestly, tipping back on his heels. His usual clothing was swapped out for a black t-shirt with some band name you had never heard of plastered on the top, with some jeans of the same color.

“I feel the same, Shuichi.” You giggled, avoiding his eyes. The two of you stood there awkwardly for a solid ten minutes. Staring at your ceiling, back to the floor, then back to the ceiling. “So…we should um get started, yeah?”

“Yeah! You’re right. Which song are we dancing to?” Shuichi looked around, awkwardly holding his bag full of clothes to change into.

“It’s called the vampire masquerade. Spooky, right? It’s pretty easy to count with, so it might be good for you to try.” I grinned. “I figured you would like it, it’s got a mysterious kind of energy to it. I can play it for you before we start dancing.”

“Well, I asked Kaede for some advice before coming over and she said it’d be best to run through the dance without the music first. That way I can get a better feel for the steps. Does that work okay?” He offered, looking at you with his big, amber eyes.

“Of course! That’s what I do a lot to learn too. Now then, are you ready?” You put your hand out, earning a nervous look from Shuichi. With a slight nod, he took it, face heating up from the contact. “Just watch what I do and follow.”

The two of you stood in your near-empty living room. You gently placed your hand on his hip, earning a small gasp from the detective. Slowly but surely, you started to move, waltzing back and forth, narrowly avoiding your coffee table. There were zero sounds aside from the shuffling of feet and Shuichi’s shallow breathing. His heart was racing, his pupils blown back as he gazed into your captivating eyes. The tension was…thick, but welcome. It made the practice seem more romantic. Moving the hand you left on his shoulder, you moved some hair out of his face.

“Your eyes are…beautiful.” Your voice was barely above a whisper, as though if you were any louder the moment would melt away. “They make me feel all dizzy, like I can’t look at them, but at the same time, it hurts too much to look away.” Instead of responding, Shuichi just blushed, averting his gaze to the floor. He chuckled nervously, the angelic echos filling the room.

With another swoop toward the coffee table, Shuichi toppled over, his legs shaking anxiously. He buried his red face into the palms of his hands.

“Are you okay?” You immediately knelt down, scanning him with your eyes.

“Yeah. Yeah, no, I’m um perfectly fine. All good here, um, prat..partner.”

“I think you’ve been spending too much time with Rantaro.” You giggled, helping him up off of his feet.

“I need to sit down for a little, if that’s um…okay.” His breathing was raspy. You just nodded, leading him over to the couch. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to mess anything up.”

“Ah, hey, you didn’t mess anything up at all! We were towards the end either way. We were gonna take a break soon. It’s okay.” You cooed, gently placing a hand on his knee. “We can start up again in a second, let’s just take a break. I’m gonna get you some water, do you want a snack too?”

“No, no, I’m all right. I wouldn’t want to bother you more than I already have.” He muttered.

Unsure of how to comfort him, you hugged him tightly. His breath got a bit quicker as he breathed in your scent. He looked up at you with anxious eyes, his long lashes seemingly hypnotizing under the warm light of your living room.

“I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again,” You broke the quiet atmosphere with your affirmation. “You are not a bother. You are okay. I know your issue goes much deeper than dancing, doesn’t it?” You looked down at him. He just nodded. “Shuichi. You have never been a bother to anyone. You’re more of a help than a bother!”

“You’re just saying that.” He sniffled.

“No, I’m not. Do you remember that one time I lost my keys at school and you found them? If they stayed lost, I wouldn’t have been able to get into my house. It rained really hard that day, so I probably would’ve gotten sick. You helped me out a lot! And that’s just me, you’ve helped out so many people.” You began to play with his hair, allowing his worries to melt away with each stroke. “Whenever I have a bad day, I just think to myself, well, it’s okay. I’ll be able to see Shuichi during lunch, or tomorrow, or whenever I’ll be able to see you next. It makes everything more bearable. Cuz…I guess I really like you. A lot. As in…I wanna be your boyfriend.”

“What?” He gasped, looking up from your chest. “I…want to, um... you—...” He takes a moment to find his words. Shuichi clears his throat and nods to seemingly no one before proceeding. “I want to be your boyfriend too. Honestly…I’ve thought about kissing you more times than I can count so…” He sits up, holding your cheek. “May I?”

“You may.” You smile, gently holding his hand. He leans in, his eyes fluttering shut. His soft lips press against yours, the kiss staying soft and sweet, yet full of passion. It seemed as though he believed if he kissed you any harder, he’d break you. Maybe he wanted to. The kiss began to grow heated, as your hands roamed across his body, eventually settling down on his hips. You eventually pull away for air, causing Shuichi to whine in disappointment.

“You’re a really good kisser.” He huffed, his breathing heavy. “I’m glad you were my first.”

“Same here. Um…Do you wanna…Maybe take this further? If you know what I mean.” You tugged on the collar of your shirt nervously. “If not, that’s okay of course!”

“I do! But um…won’t it hurt if we don’t have…you know…” He looked around the room, as though worried someone would hear him. “Lube.” Your laugh erupted his thoughts, making him look up.

“Wait here. I’ll be back in a second, angel.” You kissed his forehead before going off into your room, digging into drawers to find a bottle of lubricant. Shuichi just stayed still on the couch, looking around your room and playing with the bottom hem of his shirt. “I’ve got it!” You said in a sing-song voice, catching his attention.

“Ah..where did you get that from? Did you…Do you just have those things on hand?” Shuichi blushed, averting his eyes.

“I’ve got lotsa things you don’t know about, Ichi.” You giggle, kissing his cheek, trailing all the way down to his collarbone, nibbling a bit on the exposed skin. He lets out a soft moan, bucking his hips in the air. “Please don’t tease me..” He whispers. “I…have wanted this for a while.”

“Yeah? Let’s get started then, shall we?” You offer, curling your finger around the waistband of his pants. He nodded, eyes wide and breathing heavy. You quickly took off his pants, his black t-shirt soon to follow. Left only in his checkered boxers, he looked up at you, unsure of what to do next.

“I know I’m um..not much to look at but…I’m happy. I’m happy you want to do this with me.” He chuckled nervously, looking at the couch cushions.

“Shuichi.” You pressed a gentle kiss on his cheek. “You are gorgeous. I’m happy you want to do this too.” You cupped his face with your hand, giggling as he nuzzled into your touch.

“Um…Y/n?” He grabbed your hand. You just hummed in response. “Can you um…Can you finger me? If not that’s okay and I’m sorry but…I don’t know, I just thought it’d be kinda hot! Um if not just pretend I didn’t say anything I-”

“Open your mouth.”

“What?”

“Open your mouth and suck on my fingers. You wanted me to finger you, right? So suck.”

“Yes sir…”

Shuichi opens his mouth, sucking on your fingers, his eyes shut. His warm saliva against your skin felt amazing, as though it were a reward for affirming him through everything.

“Good boy. Such a good boy for me, aren’t you?” You cooed. He just nodded, sucking on your digits non-stop. “Are you ready?” You quickly took your fingers out of his mouth as he pulled down his boxers. You turned him around and pushed his ass upward, slowly and gently shoving your pointer finger inside.

“Ghn-!” Shuichi groaned, his muscles tensing up. “You- ahn- can add another, if you want.”

“Are you sure? Don’t push yourself too hard, Shu.” You were half-teasing. He just groaned, pushing himself farther on your finger, if that were even possible. “All right, I’ve got it.” You slipped your middle finger in, using your other hand to go and slowly stroke his cock, which was already leaking with precum. He groaned loudly, not used to the sudden stimulation. Shuichi arched his back, desperate to get more of the pleasure you were giving him.

“Fuck, hmfn…Please keep going. Feels so good…” His tongue pathetically lolls out of his mouth. As you continue to poke at his prostate and play with the tip of his dick, he reaches his climax faster and faster. “God, ahn! Y/n, Y/n, I’m gonna-!” He continues thrusting into your palm, getting closer to cumming. You feel his dick twitch in your hand. In response you pull it away, causing him to whine loudly. “Hey…”

“You didn’t think I was gonna let you cum this early, did you?” You raised your eyebrow, looking down at him with a menacing grin. “I thought you wanted me to fuck you. I can’t do that with my fingers alone, now can I?”

“But…But I was so close. That’s not fair…” He flipped himself over, tilting his head up at you.

“It’s okay, darling. Prove to me you can handle yourself and you can get a reward.” You giggled, tilting his head up by his chin. Letting him go, you quickly stripped yourself of your clothing, blushing slightly.

“You’re beautiful.” He blurted out. “Sorry. I just…you are. You’re stunning.” He crawled closer to you. The two of you were wonderfully vulnerable now, on show for each other and each other alone. “Could I…ssuck you off?”

“Such a good boy, knowing exactly what I want. Go ahead, my love.” You blushed, watching as he moved down to your cock. He shyly put his mouth around the tip, his tongue gently pushing on it. He took more of your dick inside his mouth, stroking the base with his soft hands. He continues slowly, as though your body was made of glass. Eventually, you came into his mouth, which he swallowed impatiently.

“Can we…?” He pleaded, his mouth still covered with cum.

“Of course.” You nodded, gently flipping him over. Lubing up your cock, you gently pushed yourself inside, to which he grunted. “Just…gnf..let me know when you’re ready for me to start um…moving.” “Yes sir..” He bit his lip. “Please go deeper in me…” You did as he asked, planting gentle kisses along his back. He moaned softly, his tight hole clenching around you. “You can mmove…if you want.”

You pumped slowly at first, eventually moving in and out of him at a faster pace. His whines and moans were much louder now, practically bouncing off the walls with each thrust. You pounded into him, and each jolt felt heavenly. He was addicted to the way your hips rolled to meet his frail body. He finally came and the sticky substance formed a small puddle on one of the couch cushions. You fucked him faster, cumming inside his ass. You pulled out of him, fluid and sweat sticking to both of your bodies. “Did I do okay?” He moved up to rest his head on your chest.

“You did amazing.” You kissed his forehead gently, supporting the back of his head with your hand. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too. Um…can I sleep over tonight?”

“I thought that was a given, silly!”

#shuichi saihara #shuichi x reader #shuichi x reader smut #im a degenerate now im so sorry mom #danganronpa #danganronpa v3 #drv3 #bottom shuichi #im at a really low point rn #danganronpa killing harmony #smut #ghost.writes

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bluginkgo · 4 months

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Here's the promised behind scenes of Scavenging! The page that I'll be using, since I already have shown the boarding of it, is 6.

The process goes as this:

1. First, get a delusional thought that was coined by the absolute solver.

2. Start rough drafting! I remember back when I was making comics at the awful age of 12, I went into a comic with no ideas or thoughts on how the layout of a page is gonna look like. So I decided to rough draft the entire story so I wouldn't forget it.

3. Fun part, story boarding!

This section takes the shortest. Figure out how the layout is gonna be of the panels and in what position the characters are.

4. Sketch

This can take between 30 mins to an hour, depending on how well I'm focused and how confusing of a perspective I picked.

5. Outline is fairly straightforward. Something I learned 2 pages into the comic, it's easier to simply draw the eyes on a separate layer, so I don't mess up the body outlining and stuff when I recolor the eyes.

6. Color and render. Coloring takes the longest, at least an hour. Made me wanna cry sometimes. Rendering is fun though!

7. Dialogue, and that's all!

Each page takes roughly 3-4 hrs. Now as for gutting all this >:)

3-4 hrs is a lot for, in my opinion, mediocre art. There's a lot of space for improvement. The flow of the comic pages is for one. Another is consistency in COLOR. Made a mistake of not creating a color chart for these guys, and if you didn't notice, N's yellow lights somehow ended up orange towards the end, and I still can't settle on his hair style. Fun times. Aaaand last one would be drawing bodies better. Yup, surprise! I do well in sketching/drawing when I have a reference like with the memes. Stand alone, though? I'm pretty useless on anatomy. So I'll be working on that! AND DARN YOU PAGE 18!!! I forgot Uzi's sweater design, rip.

But I'm glad so many of you enjoyed it! And thank you @brookiedaaroacecookie for encouraging me ^_^

Currently, I'm working on the animal counterparts remastered scenes. That will be dropping by sometime at the beginning of January. Once that's done, the next NUzi comic, Sleep, will be started!

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sobredunia · 3 months

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About time I drew my ocs lol. Today we got Nume bc I thought I'd practice messing around with glove folds n structures n stuff. Didn't come out as well as I would've liked but it's a p good start for being the first drawing where I try to do this!

Fun fact I drew this weeks ago in the train I think bc Ace was talking abt how much she liked Nume and I wanted to give her a treat. Then I completely forgot about the doodle until today when I opened up my sketchbook so I decided to finish it and give it some 'color'. Hope u enjoy brother, this one's for you

Nume's pronouns are they/she!! :D

@rottenkadaver @sansxfuckyou @blackfright @beetroot-merchant @ashs-hellhole @h3xt0r @bree-sae @helloidkwhatimdoing-0 @zecrisketch

#nathan's notes #art #nume

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tmbatcat · 1 month

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YEAH!!! YEAH!!!!!!!!!! TELL ME ABOUT YOUR SKILLS!!! :D!!!!!

HEELL YYEE!!! Let me just spill my guts out !!

This may be a little long :]

(You may know this but is good to recap)

Ok, small story time! Basically I drew them becourse I read spilledkaleidoscopes works and in the second part Kim gets his own skills and there are only 8 and I was like "Fuck, If I were to make my own skill I am not forced to the albatrairie number 24 and also not forced to include all of physique and motorics gangs and i could just mix and match and nobody would care." so that's basically what I did

i took me 20 hours to figure their designs out (I am not kidding btw, i looked through the ibispaint recording) and 10 more to render them out to a point that i would say it's acceptable (i would have stayed longer if i wasn't physically and mentally tired of this little project and i also told myself that they will never be perfect and that OK)

more drawings for your pleasure (some not posted yet)

Ok now let's actually talk about the 8 dummies: (i will compare them to Harry's skills and other stuff for better understanding)(also I will includes an edgy description) [anything in square brackets are just my notes over the skill]

DOUBT - LOGIC + anxiety + masking - Logic tainted by how many times you got burned. You now know what to hide; all your cracks and imperfections. Your mask won't peel from your face, you forgot to take it off at some point and now you don't ever remember what you look like. Good luck with that, people would hate you more without it and you know it; I bore that though your head everyday.

[The little Jean in all of us. A strung up anxious mess that can't understand that people actually like you and that perfection is impossible. A lil hater.]

MECHANICAL HEART - EMPATHY + video game/movie logic - Understansing through empathy and pattern recognition. Don't understand someone? That's OK, use your vast knowledge of media to put them into little boxes and label them. People are more complicated than that but I am just a tool. I tune in on everyone and everythings frequency and if you don't understand something you look through the file drawer of your mind.

[My internet riddled brain can only understand tropes. I have so much brainrot that it can not be contained, it spreds to everything]

SENSOR - ENDURANCE + PERCEPTION + INTERFACING + autism - Caretaker of the temple. For other people it's automatic. Sadly, yours isn't. You forget to eat if nobody reminds you. So that's why I'm here. Your nerves are also more sensitive than most. It doesn't help that the world has so many textures and hard edges. I relay all the info as soon as I get it, though it's late most of the time.

KNOW-HOW - ADHD info dump (basically ENCYCLOPEDIE) - Keeper of the librarys. You know, your mind is like a library, but without any of the labeling a normal library would use. More of a big collection of storys and fun-facts you know. When you don't ask them for a piece of information in particular, they chime in with something that is vaguely connected to the conversation.

WILLPOWER - VOLITION + a crumb of SHIVERS - Makeing peace with it all. I am silent most of the time but not, because I don't care. I talk only to remind you of the world's humanity. When you are at ypur lowest. You need to go on. You can take a break, maybe cry a little, but never actually give up. The world doesn't end with you, and it's worse without you in it.

[they don't talk a lot cuz I am a depressed lil bitch]

DAY DREAM - INLAND EMPIRE + VISUALIZATION + CONCEPTUALIZATION - Close your eyes and see other worlds. Colors, characters, ideas, scenarios; all swirling in that little head of yours. They just make the puppets move for your own amusement. They unfortunately play with your puppet too, making you watch scenarios wherein you die a lot, but what can you do? You can't stop it. It has it upsides through, mainly escapism.

CHASE - ELECTRO-CHEMISTRY + ADHD hyperactivity + autistic hyperfixation - Longing for paradise and ambrosia. Comfort over anything else. They love to indulge and party. Not actually party. You know, more like watching youtube alone or with friends while eating chips at 2 AM. That is your type of party. Your batteries run low most of time, so a good game and a snack also work.

[ELECTRO-CHEMISTRY but a bit chiller, no drug related stuff, if sugar doesn't count. They just love good brain juice]

FLARE - HALF LIGHT + PAIN THRESHOLD - The fire that burns within us all. A caged animal that hisses at anything that comes near. In general it sits in corner, waiting, only popping it's head out to shriek profanities at whatever rattled the cage. All bark, no bite. A problem that you have is that you forget how people wronged you, but I'm here, I remember. Only emotions, but that is enough. You shouldn't give out so many second chances.

[stressed out little creature]

They also hate each other so fucking much AAAAAA I have a headache

I also wrote a small story with all of them in another post... I want to write some more small storys of mine if i could think of anything funny that happend and that would work in the Disco Elysium dialog style

you can also make your own skills if you want, i may be annoying but I believe in you <3 don't know what else I could add

#aaa looot of text #sorry guys #this is a long one #my bad #text #my skills #you just activated my hyperfixation :]#disco elsyium #my art #digital art #art

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nomeaynfoeye · 2 months

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HLVRAI TMA AU (BP edition)

Hoo boy! Here we are! This post is going to get LONG because I am SO fucking autism about this shit. Like infodumps, TMA and/or Hlvrai? Stick around! Don't? Last chance to scroll by.

Inspired by @corvidaeconundrum! Their HLVRAI/TMA stuff inspired me to post my version.

General info:

This is a game au! The game the player ends up getting was an experimental rip of Half Life to bring the Fears closer to a nonexistent world, and see if they could affect lives that technically do not exist. (Aka some nerdy avatars decided it'd be a fun little side project to generate more fear) Unfortunately the project was eventually deemed a failure and given away to some poor soul for shits and giggles. That poor soul ends up being the player, getting more than he could've bargained for.

Gordon:

(I don't have a drawn ref for Gordon because I forgot to save Krita right as I was coloring him in :') I'll upload him when i have the motivation to try again.)

As the player proceeds through the game, they find themselves accepting the role of Gordon more than their own identity at times. While parts of themself are integrated into Gordon (their son, dreams to be a streamer, etc.) they eventually fully accept Gordon Freeman as who they are. Gordon does eventually become an avatar. Throughout Black Mesa, Gordon is often confused, and denied any sense of logic in his mounting terror regarding the situation. As he's ambushed by the military, and his hand is sawed off, he's faced with a choice. He can stay here, and die confused, alone, and afraid, or he can go home to his son, a mess of inconsistencies and terror. He takes a knee and submits to the Spiral, taking on the burden of insanity as an identifying trait. When the game is turned off and put away, he finds himself still embodying Gordon Freeman and the Spiral in the real world.

Dr. Coomer:

WARNING! Clowns, existentialism, and body horror regarding eyes

Harold P. Coomer has been a loyal employee of Black Mesa long before Becoming an avatar of the Stranger. Faced with confusion in his identity, and a few failed experiments, he found himself in avatarhood. More than anything, he doubted himself as a real person. Of course, this thinking was absurd, and he often relied on his friends to anchor himself as somewhat human. A person who mattered. But with the first glimpse outside of Black Mesa, an unloaded map with half-finished textures, enemies as still as statue, unaware of their own existence... He Knew. He Knew none of it was real. That he wasn't real. He Knew that every time he had grounded himself, told himself he was real... that it didn't matter. He's been proud of himself then, for calming down. Now he's distraught more than anything as he takes on a new burden: The Eye. After being separated, he collects the old parts of himself. Damaged, rejected pieces left behind after experiments, he stitches them together, fuels them with the same rage he feels. After Gordon and Tommy fight their way through, he feels conflicted. He takes a while to think. To reflect. To realize that it doesn't matter how he exists or why. He was made with purpose. With love. To be someone. With a new perspective gained, He rejoins the Science Team.

Bubby:

The perfect scientist was hell to create. It needed time, wastes of Government money, and sacrifices. Through this, Bubby was eventually created, a born avatar of the Desolation. Keeping him sustained wasn't easy, either. A couple phones with heartfelt memories a week usually satisfied him enough to be cooperative. But despite his nature, Bubby found someone he cared about. That he'd never take anything from: Dr. Coomer. The two bonded instantly, becoming best friends in a matter of days. One night, they managed to sneak out. Arson was committed, ice cream was bought, everything was going perfectly. But as night fell, Bubby discovered a new desire. The stars in the sky. He almost wished he could reach out and touch one. During the escape from Black Mesa, he almost achieved this dream. Climbing on top of the rocket, he reached for the atmosphere, before he stumbled and fell. The fire felt cold as he dropped. It was an experience completely alien to him. He'd been confined his entire life, yet the open sky greeting him as he plummeted terrified him more than anything, and the Vast made a connection. When he hit the ground, he saw stars... and nothing else. The voices of the people he cared about echoed in his ears as his own felt incredibly distant. Realizing he'd never actually see Dr. Coomer again, he wondered if this was what it was like to have everything taken from you.

Tommy:

Nobody really knows where Tommy came from. Not even Tommy himself. All he knows is that he has a dad, a dog, remembers the entire OSHA handbook cover to cover, loves bayblades, and his favorite thing in the world is soda. He knows that all of this isn't real. He knows he's an avatar of the Spiral and the Stranger. He doesn't really care. He wants to go home, eat dinner, and walk his dog.

BENREYBENREYBENREYBENREYBE?:

WARNING! BENREY'S DESIGN IS INTENDED TO CAUSE CONFUSION, DISORIENTATION, AND EYE-STRAIN

Barney Calhoun was something of a klutz. So it came to the surprise of no one when he stumbled through a door and never came back. All anyone knows is that Barney disappeared one day, and Benrey showed up. He wants out. He doesn't know how he got here. He knows it isn't real. He wants out. And he's going to do anything he needs to get to the real world.

Sunkist:

WARNING! Body horror and eye contact ahead. She's a good girl I promise :)

Tommy's beloved dog, and avatar of the Flesh. Did the team a favor and "disposed of" (integrated) the bodies they left behind. Looks like she got an earring out of it, too. Oh by the way she's fucking MASSIVE. Clifford-looking ass dog.

Forzen:

(Haven't drawn him yet. He looks basically the same.)

Just wants to graduate. He doesn't know why these guys look so weird or why their fucked up dog considers him a chew toy. Maybe if he survives Sunkist he can go home. Maybe.

Darnold:

(Also haven't drawn him. Is also basically the same.)

Just works in the mixology department, and is the only normal human at Black Mesa. Friends with Tommy, refuses to let his coworkers eat radioactive materials for funsies.

And yeah, that's basically my interpretation of the AU! I'm still working on concepts regarding it, but I just wanted to get this out there.

#hlvrai tma #hlvrai au #hlvrai #my art #long post #info post #infodump #hlvrai dr coomer #bubby hlvrai #tommy hlvrai #gordon feetman #hlvrai art #hlvrai benrey #benrey hlvrai #hlvrai tma au #body horror tw #eye contact #ask to tag

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minimallyminnie · 1 year

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Hey! Warning! This has a lot of hurt and little comfort! Also there’s a line where the reader depicts wanting to disappear! A lot of depressive stuff with Ena and then Reader! Warning again!

Ena Shinonome with reader who’s a better painter than her

Bitter.

Bitter bitter bitter.

You’re her significant other yet, why does she feel small and insignificant when shes with you?

You make it look easy, swiping the brush up, down, side to side on the canvas creating a beautiful picture

Then she turns to hers and sees a mess of colors that can’t compare to yours

Even her friends like your art.

Her brother and his boyfriend whenever he comes over, they like your art

Why?! Why was she not good as you?!

Why couldn’t she just be able to do it as easily as you?!

Why?!

You’re unfortunately oblivious to her inner turmoil and you happily talk to her about how fun it is paint with her

She loves you, she does she really does, so she hides it. Pushes it to the bottom of her heart.

You tell her unknowingly

How painting feels like it comes easy to you.

All she heard from the other voice in her head was

How you were better than her.

One day.

She breaks.

“This painting…I think it’s my favorite one that I’ve painted with you so far! I put in some little details and—“

Her wooden paintbrush snaps in half at her strong grip

“Ena?!”

“Shut up! Shut up, shut up, shut the hell up! Why do you think you’re better than me?! Why, why, why?! Why can’t I be as good as you?! I can never be as good as you! You…you…you always shove it in my face, ‘Oh Ena look at my painting! Do you think it’s good?’. Of course it’s perfect! I feel like shit compared to you and how you’re better at something you started later than me! I wanted to be better than you, I wanted to teach you! I hate this, I hate it, I hate how you’re better than me, how I can never measure up to you,”

Shocked at her next words, you knock over your canvas and the cup of water holding your brushes. They clatter and bounce on the floor.

“I hate you!”

Your eyes glaze up at her words and once she’s finished, you smile at her with glossy eyes

“Oh. I…I’m…I’m sorry. I-I’ll…I’ll be taking my l-leave now. I…I’m so sorry Ena.”

You hastily grab your bag and leave her room, rushing outside the tension filled house

You don’t cry until you’re in your room. You plop on your bed, curl up, and cover yourself in your blankets.

How could you…? How could you take away the thing she loved most? That’s your girlfriend, now ex-girlfriend and you took painting away from her. You were a terrible significant other from the start. You did it, you did if, you ruined everything. How did Ena put up with you? How did Ena put up with how terrible you were?

You just want to disappear

You’re a monster.

The moment you look at Ena with grief stricken eyes, she can feel the wrecking ball of guilt and regret hit her

No…you were so much more than just an artist…

You were kind. A kind person who didn’t want to hurt anyone on purpose. You were everything Ena loved about someone but you were also her everything.

You weren’t just an artist. But she forgot that.

Oh no. What has she done.

She kneels on the floor and look at her reflection in the muddy water on the wooden floor

She only sees a person who hurts everyone she loved.

Ena’s tears slip down her face and into the puddle

She taps on the untitled song on her phone and the moment she sees Miku, she breaks down on the floor crying.

“M-miku…what…what have I done?”

She clutches on Miku’s clothes, if she cannot hold onto the things that are there, she’ll hold on to things that‘ll stay forever

Including her regret.

…

While you’re sleeping, passed out on the bed after crying, a dim hologram comes out of your phone revealing a twin tailed girl watching over you.

“Someone…who shares the same feelings as her…This is…who Ena was talking about…”

She will reveal herself when you wake up. For now, she shall watch as you rest.

This is just something I came up with!!!

Her is referring to Mafuyu as this is gn reader

#project sekai angst #project sekai x reader #x reader #Ena Shinonome #Shinonome ena #ena shinonome x reader #angst #hurt no comfort

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mossfeathers · 3 months

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I don't know what specifically to ask yet but consider this an ask about your siren au, so if you din't mind could you share a detail or something, please?

(Also thanks for making one, I've seen people suggest siren!BigB in the tags of that post about people just believing what he says(I think that was the post), but I haven't actaully seen any, or anything further than that at all really. So thank you for doing something with the idea of siren!BigB.)

hi omg hi yes yes yes!! in light of grians new obsession with fishing i think that just makes this au even better (under cut bc theres a lot also sorry this took so long i got so excited i forgot everything i knew about this au)

The easiest thing to start with is the worldbuilding. I kinda changed up what a siren actually is for sake of me not wanting to write romantic/sexual sirens but still wanting to keep the voice aspect. So, siren voices/songs are just kind of a universal persuasion, and not always with the end goal of killing, it can just be for fun to get things or to mess with people. While their voice does develop naturally over time, practice and consistent use is what mainly contributes to control (starting and stopping using it at will) and power (just how far one can go). Sirens also have a really varied phenotype, especially on ear shape and eye color. There's a bunch of other stuff I have about sirens but that's its own post.

About the characters themselves, the 'main' four are Jimmy and Grian as human fishmongers, and Scar and Bigb as sirens! Jimmy and Grian are super close friends, and Scar and Bigb are actually siblings (this, too, is its own post entirely). Base premise is Jimmy and Grian get a little house near the beach in a small town for really cheap, but don't know the ocean has sirens in it and trouble ensues. A lot. Scar uses his voice a lot more and has a pretty nasty reputation for just taking all of your things and sometimes killing for fun, while bigb's pretty under the radar and likes to avoid using his voice, but still uses it. Not a super strong reason against it, just isn't a fan and feels kinda bad. This is semi-inspired by how each of them actually persuade people in the life series, with Scar just doing it for fun and Bigb noticeably not doing it as often and usually in moments of life-or-death (especially thinking of the third and secret life finale), semi-inspired by scar liking singing and bigb having a general disdain for it. Here's a few doodles of my rough designs for these fellas, super messy but the general vibe is there

#moss ask answers #sweethearts siren au #<- temporary name until i think up a better name for it #if this is giving stardew valley vibes you understand what this thing is all about #moss draws art #grian #bigb #gtws #solidaritygaming #not tagging as fanart

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bobapplesimblr · 1 year

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A Zesty Kind Of Lepacy - Game Packs

If yall remember my Spicy Kind of Lepacy and Mild Kind of Lepacy, this is a continuation of that! Except this time it’s game packs! >:D

Usual rules still apply: gameplay mods, precautionary heirs, divorces and remarriages, are all still allowed 💗

Also, since I have multiple versions of these Lepacies now, feel free to mix and match the generations to suit the packs you have or don’t have! And most important of all, have fun!

I will TRY to make these generations be playable with just the corresponding game pack and the basegame, but I apologize if I make any mistakes by including things only available with expansions or stuff packs.

Rules under cut (I realize that having a super long post can be inconvenient!) (I ACCIDENTALLY REMOVED IT IM SO SORRY)

Gen 1 - Outdoor Retreat

(Colors: Dark Green)

The wilderness always called out to you, and what were you to do except answer? Even though you have a very mundane job, you can always find time to take a vacation and go enjoy nature.

Aspiration: Outdoor Enthusiast

Skills: Herbalism and Gardening

Career: Business or any boring-sounding career

Goals:

Visit Granite falls as often as possible

ATTEMPT to finish the Outdoor Retreat bugs collection. You don’t need to complete it, just get as many bugs as possible and display them in your home.

Find the Hermit and marry them. If you cannot or the Hermit is not of your sims’ preffered gender, marry one of the roaming bears instead.

Have regular trips to Granite falls with your family

*Mod Optional* There is a mod out there that lets you live in Granite Falls. If you wish to do so you can acquire said mod and have your sim family live there instead.

Gen 2 - Spa Day

(Colors: pale blue and pale pink)

To your parents camping out in the woods was the best way to relax, but to you? You would much rather stay inside, go to a nice sauna, maybe even get a massage or a manicure! Hell, maybe you’d even preffer to be the one giving the massages and manicures.

Aspiration: Any of the 3 Spa Day aspirations

Skills: Wellness and Fitness

Career: Either choose any or make money through giving classes, massages, and manicures/pedicures

Goals:

Go to Spas, or lots that include spa furniture and equipment, at least once a week.

Have your own “at home spa” or relaxation corner. This can be just a room with a yoga mat in it. But you should always aim to make it bigger.

Get a different manicure every time you go to a spa, for funsies! Regardless of sim gender.

Lead a few yoga/meditation classes - you don’t need to make this permanent, unless you’ve decided to do so with the aspiration.

Have yoga sessions with your sims’ family, but have your sims’ kids have the ‘dislikes wellness’ prefference

**I forgot to write for Dine Out and it’s too late at the time that I’m realizing this for me to rewrite all the other generation intros + it is a very glitchy pack and I’d rather spare you having to do an entire generation of that mess. But if you really want my take on it let me know!**

Gen 3 - Vampires

(Colors: Black and one other color)

Nobody talks about how hard yoga is. Or how easy it was for you to dislike it. But what did you like? Vampires of course! So much so that you made it your mission to become one. Nobody ever believed you though... until you showed up with new fangs on Winterfest’s Eve.

Aspiration: Vampire Family (or any of the other vampire aspirations if you feel this one doesnt fit your sim)

Skills: Vampire Lore and Pipe Organ (optional: Piano)

Career: Part Time Jobs (if you want your vampire to keep a low profile), Criminal (if you want your vampire to be a menace to society), or Astronaut (one of the careers that eventually takes place mostly at night)

Goals:

Start researching vampires as soon as possible. (I believe you can start learning the Vampire Lore skill as a child?)

Make friends with a vampire and have them transform you. + Move to Forgotten Hollow as soon as your transformation is complete.

Form a vampire coven (more easily done with the Get Together clubs system BUT you can just have a bunch of vampires that you’ve turned as good friends and that will count for this)

Marry a mortal and turn them into a vampire a a few days before they become an elder, so they can spend all eternity with you.

Have one of your sims’ children (doesn’t have to be the heir) take the vampire cure OR throw the vampire cure in this generation’s face, effectively and forcefully curing them of vampirism.

Gen 4 - Parenthood (Colors: Multiple colors, very colorful in general)

You’ve always had a big family - a coven can count as a big family, right? So when you moved out you decided that you wanted to have a big family of your own! Just not... through the means your parents did. (Unless..)

Aspiration: Super Parent

Skills: Parenting and Cooking

Career: Babysitter or just any career that sounds very parent-y / that fits your sim better

Goals:

Marry a sim with similar traits as your own. (Example: both sims have the Neat trait.)

Always use the ‘Try For Baby’ option instead of ‘WooHoo’. If you have mods that change how woohoo works in game have your sims never wear protection.

Have at least 1 of your sims’ children have all character value traits, be it positive or negative. As long as they get a trait for every character value, it counts.

Decide if you want to be a calm parent or a strict parent and follow through with that way of parenting till the end. (STORYTELLING optional: Have a favorite child/children that your sim treats differently. This is obviously horrible to have in a family and I do not condone favoritism, but it could be an interesting storytelling point.)

(OPTIONAL) I do not remember if the ‘On Ley Line’ lot trait came with an Expansion pack, but if that lot trait is available to you use it in every house your sim lives in once they reach adulthood.

Gen 5 - Jungle Adventure

(Colors: Emerald or Aquamarine + Orange)

Your parents tried their best with raising you and your siblings. And for the most part they were alright, but having so many siblings was really unnerving. So you decided to go live your lone fantasy of exploring the rich culture of Selvadorada!

Aspiration: Archeology Scholar or Jungle Explorer

Skills: Selvadoradian Culture and Archeology

Career: No career, make money from collectables

Goals:

Visit Selvadorada as often as possible and befriend as many of the people there as possible.

Travel through the Jungle and into the Temple any time you can - the Temple changes every time you visit, so with luck you’ll be able to discover new rooms and collectables each time.

Marry a fellow jungle adventurer (any sim you meet in Selvadorada that buys an adventuring item or looks like they’re ready to go adventuring), build a family with them, but have them ultimately die by poisening while exploring the Temple together.

Keep some of the collectables you get from the temple on display in your home.

Have 1 child (not counting precautionary heirs) and bring them along on Temple expeditions.

Gen 6 - Strangerville

(Colors: Pink and Purple or Earthy Tones)

Your parents always encouraged you to follow your dreams and explore new places, and what better place to explore than a creepy ghost town? Adventure calls!

Aspiration: Strangerville Mystery

Skills: Charisma and Logic

Career: Military or Blackmail sims for money (Yes, you can do that!)

Goals:

Finish the strangerville mystery or at least get as far into it as possible.

Marry a strangerville resident and eventually move into the more ‘rich’ neighbourhood with the bigger houses.

Eat one of the mother plant bizzare fruit to become infected/possessed. (I believe this can also be achieved by woohooing with a sim that has the infected/possessed trait)

Have an affair with a sim in the Military OR whoever runs the Curio Shop next to the trailer park. A child should result from this affair but it is a secret your sim willl never tell.

If you finish the Strangerville Mystery dedicate a room in your sims’ house to display different collectables and rewards you got along the way, including things you can buy at the curio shop.

Gen 7 - Realm Of Magic

(Colors: Whatever you feel is more magical)

You grew up hearing stories about this plant that lived under ground that was controlling an entire town. The heroic tale of your parent’s adventure gave you hope and inspired you to try and find your own fantastical adventure! You just didn’t quite expect to find a portal to another dimension.

Aspiration: Spellcraft and Sorcery or Purveyor of Potions

Skills: No need to max any particular skill but do try to learn as many spells/potions as possible.

Career: Who needs a career when you’ve got magic? (if you happen to have Romantic Garden Stuff use the wishing well to wish for money whenever possible)

Goals:

Have a home in Glimmerbrook but spend most of your time in the Realm Of Magic. The one lot in the realm is editable (or should be with bb.enablefreebuild), so you can make a room for yourself or, since the lot is 50x40, build or find a build of a small village that fits into that size of lot and choose one of the houses to sleep in. [I know this probably sounds really far fetched, but there are build out there of little villages instead of 1 house on a massive lot.]

Choose 1 school of magic and learn all the spells from it before moving onto any other school of magic. If you choose to go with Alchemy you must alternatively learn all the spells before going into sorcery, if you wish to go into sorcery.

Have a child with each Sage, if you can. The heir will then be the decided by who has the weakest bloodline. Being children of sages they most likely have the ‘Strong Bloodline’ trait, but since the other parent is not a sage tthere is still a chance that they get the ‘Weak Bloodline’ trait. If none have a weak magical bloodline then you may pick whichever one is your favorite.

Get a familiar early on and pass it down to the heir before they move out.

Collect all of the Realm Of Magic plants and have them in your own garden at ‘home’

Gen 8 - Dream Home Decorator

(Colors: Red and White)

To you magic was not about making a whole roast chicken appear out of thin air or setting random stuff on fire. To you magic was helping people get to a better place in life, see the joy in their eyes after giving them a brand new space to live and grow, a space to heal. THAT was true magic to you. And you wanted to bring that to everyone you could.

Aspiration: Friend of the World

Skills: Comedy and Painting

Career: Dream Home Decorator

Goals:

Get to know every client you have for every gig.

Date every client you encounter that ISN’T married or in a relationship.

Accidentally get pregnant/get your partner pregnant and only find out when you’re already with someone else.

Have a very close relationship with your child, even if you’re not quite sure who the other parent is (in the case that your sim is the one that got pregnant).

End up stealing a client’s spouse and marrying them as your final relationship, but have the next heir despise this partner.

Gen 9 - My Wedding Stories

(Colors: White and Black)

You saw your parent change partners quite often, more often than most really. But their last partner gave you a grand idea. You hated them that you thought, “why don’t I take this anger and direct it at my own romantic interests?”. Is that a toxic thought? YES, get therapy please. But is that going to stop you from becoming a Black Widow? Absolutely not.

Aspiration: Villainous Valentine

Skills: Mischief and Gourmet Cooking

Career: You are a gold digger, you do not need a career. But you can still have one if you’d like!

Goals:

Marry rich sims (or ones that you think are rich), even if that means breaking up marriages and families.

Have a luxurious home that you add more to every time one of your partners passes and you get their money. (Until this happens your sim will live with their spouse in the spouse’s original house, unless it’s not as big as your sim’s house.

Your sim is aiming to be a Black Widow, but you can choose how the spouses pass <3 If you have mods the choices can be quite chaotic.

Try your hardest not to have children with any of your spouses, but end up woohooing at one of your weddings and get pregnant/get them pregnant from it.

Have as many wedding events as possible. Or as many as you can handle, really. But the deeper you get with being a black widown the darker the dresses get, until at the last wedding needed your sim wear a fully black dress.

Gen 10 - Werewolves

(Colors: Flannel, baby!)

Sadly your existance was a literal accident, and your parent didn’t really give you much attention growing up. Everything you could’ve ever wanted was given to you, except emotional availability. And so you set out to go find someone that would give you the love and care you needed, and built your own little found family.

Aspitation: Any of the werewolf aspirations

Skills: Reach the top of the werewolf ranks

Career: You can have any career you see fit, it’s not too important here

Goals:

Get turned by Greg as soon as you move to Moonwood Mill

Become friends with both Wolf Packs before choosing which one to go with, or choose neither and just stay friends with them.

Become Best Friends with multiple werewolves, basically adopting them as your new found family members. They’re there for you in the ways you really need. You can also include humans into this found family, but other occults might have a harder time.

You don’t need to have children, but if you find your Fated Mate you can have biological children with your mate. You can also adopt a child if you’d like!

Have a simple cozy home where you can host many hang out sessions and parties with your friends and family. You finally feel like you belong, and you’re going to make the most of it <3

Happy Simming!!

#AZestyKindOfLepacy #zestykindoflepacy #bobapplesimblrLepacy #NEW LEPACY DROP!#This time with just game packs!!!#I did not include Batuu cause its Batuu #let me know what you think and please @ me if you start playing this!

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recurring-polynya · 8 months

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How do you go about planning out your writing? Additionally, have you ever gone into something expecting one or two chapters and ending up with 10+?

There are two kinds of fanfic: some fanfics fit entirely in my head at once, and I can just write them out and do no planning whatsoever. This is the ideal state of writing, the dream. This is generally fics with <10k words, although Portions for Foxes (28k) was written in this manner, and my only excuse was that I was in the grips of hyperfixation.

This almost never happens to me anymore, so I gotta go down the other route, which is to plan everything out with my engineer brain. It goes like this:

I have an idea. Occasionally, the idea will be a very specific scene or a first chapter, and if it's very clear in my head, I may just let myself write it.

Otherwise, I spend a few hours to a few days free-thinking about the concept. What kind of story can I make out of it? What scenes does it include? Will it be fun to write? Do I get more excited the more I think about it, or does it feel like a pain? ->If it feels like a drag, I don't write it ->Sometimes there's just one scene or so that feels fun, so I just write that and throw it in my short story anthology

If it feels like it has legs, I start an outline. The outline must contain the story arc in broad strokes and it must contain a beginning, a conflict, a climax, and an ending before I start writing in earnest. Any time I have tried to start writing without these things, anguish has resulted.

I also often write down notes about character motivations and themes and other stuff I want to remember not to forgot, or that I can go back and look at when I feel like I've lost the thread. I keep all of this in a separate document from the main story, and over time, I also add stuff like links to useful websites, kanji for names of characters or places that I've picked out, useful facts, timelines, etc. Whenever I have a bit of writing I have to cut from the story, I save it and put it down at the bottom of the planning document under a section called DISCARD. Yeah, this is kind of a mess after a while.

Once I have this much, though, I start writing. As I am writing, I often get ideas for things to happen down the line, so I add them to outline. I try to start from the beginning of the fic and write continuously, until I get stuck or don't want to, and then I skip ahead to the next thing I feel like writing. When I run out of things I am excited to write, I refer to the outline, and fill out one of the bullets that I haven't done yet. This is sort of an iterative process of writing scenes and adding to the outline, and the fanfic goes from being a skeleton to getting gradually more fleshed out. Sometimes I write a scene and I'm not quite sure where it goes, so I guess.

(There are sometimes bad times, where I realize that my outline was a joke and my story is a mess and I roll around on the floor for a bit. After that, I do some combination of making new outlines and making new documents where I cut and paste the scenes from the old on in until they make sense. Usually this works eventually. Once, I had to do this, like, three times, and make a color-coded spreadsheet about it.)

Around this time, I will usually make an additional, chapter-centric outline. This lists every scene in the fic, in order, with some formatting to show the ones that still need work, or haven't been written at all. I will write out word counts for each chapter (sometimes for each scene). I can now see the places where I need a connecting scene, and also how big/how much stuff is in each chapter. The scene at the end of a chapter connects to the next chapter in a different way than scene-to-scene. I sometimes use two or three rotating narrators, and this also helps me make sure the POVs are balanced.

I write all the scenes I didn't want to write earlier, but now I have momentum because I can see the end.

I finish the fanfic. Joy returns to the land.

As for the question about have you ever gone into something expecting one or two chapters and ending up with 10+, the answer is no, because, as you can see, my process is specifically designed to gate off that possibility from the beginning. My fanfics regularly overrun their predicted length by 25-40%, but the decision to write a short or a long one is always one I make consciously and with care.

#fanfic ask meme #everything i wrote in my first year of writing was just off the top of my brain and it was so great and fun #and i used to worry 'what will happen when i run out of inspiration?'#and it's this. this is what happened. but hey! i'm still going right?

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robinbuckleyluvr · 2 years

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⊹˚˖⁺ Dating Robin Buckley Headcanons

masterlist | requests

Pairings: Robin Buckley x Fem!Reader

Summary: headcanons on how i think robin would be as a girlfriend!

Warnings: none!

Notes: i love writing headcanons this was so much fun! its a bit shorter than usual but i hope yall enjoy!

also fun fact i posted this 40 mins ago but forgot to add tags and had to rewrite everything how fun!

being honest she’d be super awkward at first

she would wait for u to do everything

for example: wait for you to reach out and hold her hand

wait for you to kiss her

wait for u to hug her even!

she’d be a super nice and cute gf regardless

i am 100% sure she’d pick up random flowers from the sidewalk and give them to you

I saw this flower while walking earlier today, and it made me think of you so..

she is awful at flirting

i just know it

she’s the type to randomly use those cheesy and awful pick up lines

and maybe even mess them up sometimes

say the wrong stuff and whatnot

but in the end you’d both end up laughing at them

Y/N, Are you a 45-degree angle? Because you’re a-cutie!

Robin, are you okay?

now moving on

she would get so nervous whenever you stay silent whenever she's rambling

she'd be like

are you ok? am i bothering you?

that sort of thing

and you'd happily tell her she isn't bothering you

at all!!!!

(personally i would be super interested in whatever she's rambling abt)

and then robin would just be like panicking on the inside and forget what she was talking about

and oh my god

i am sure she is like a super awesome kisser

but would be insecure about it

in her head she probably thinks shes the worst kisser in the entire universe.

but you'll be like

ur a great kisser dw

and oh my god

i feel like she'd hate kissing in silence

she'd be like "we should play music!"

(i agree w u robin)

she will make u listen to fleetwood mac, david bowie, and madonna.

i feel like she would absolutely love cuddling

like she wouldn't care if you are the one holding her or the other way around

as long as it's cuddling!

she would be like

$@"!!?!

the whole time

(same while kissing)

now..

y'all remember the headcanon i talked abt the other day about the friendship bracelets?

we are bringing that back

robin would make u so many bracelets

she would make some for ur birthday

christmas

ur anniversary

everything!

she'd make some of ur fav color

she'd make matching ones

every type of bracelet u can think of??

robin will make you one.

in conclusion?

robin would be the best gf ever!!!

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grimm-tales-gamer · 24 days

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Fallen Hero: Sidestep 2

Wow, I didn’t expect people to be interested in my 20 fallen hero OCs! Here is number 2!

Name: Daniel Ward

Gender: male he/him

Villain name: Anathema

Villainous Role: anarchist

Motivation: justice

Scar: suicide

Reason for gala: money

Where is he now: hanging out with Chen aka dog dad.. with two broken legs.

Daniel is one of my sidesteps who looks put together on the outside but oh boy. He isn’t (I swear I have sidesteps with most of their crap together, we’ll get to them). He doesn’t kill (ever), saves people, embezzles the rich for money, and more. However, he is much more willing to break bones and give concussions than my previous sidestep. What’s funny is that as I was fleshing Daniel’s character out I realized: oh god, he’s kind of like Batman.

I mean it. He doesn’t kill because he knows in his heart that he wouldn’t stop killing. I’m not saying he’d turn I to a joker type; but getting rid of corrupt politicians, bad heroes, and so on is a lot easier when you just break their necks rather than ruin their reputation with scandals and proof of crime. Which is a kind of Batman way of looking at it.. if I remember the red hood movie right.

Daniel’s scar gives him a sort of inevitability to his cause. As a testament to Malin’s writing, Daniel’s inner thoughts from Retribution say it better than I ever could. He knows he can never stop fighting. Even if Daniel finishes his original goal of stopping the farm and whatever else is coming there is still more to fight. He realizes he’ll have to be stopped by someone. So he begins to endure himself to Chen to see if he’d be willing to stop Daniel.

Also around this time is when Daniel realizes Chen totally knows who he is, and after they kiss for the first time, begs Daniel to stop; but they both know that won’t happen (Malin why are you so good at this stuff). Eventually they fall for each other, Daniel may have even told Chen straight up he is Anathema but then the meeting with Hollowground sort of messed that up. If the prologue is anything to go by, Chen just knows, they just need to sit down and talk about it.

Well that was cheery. How about some fun facts?:

He’s had a crush on Julia for years and finally admitted to being in love with her in the hospital at the end of Retribution.. so uh, that’s a conversation they (Daniel, Chen, and Julia) need to have soon. Daniel is *so* looking forward to it.

Daniel has an addiction to caffeine. Coffee, soda, energy drinks, doesn’t really matter where it comes from. But, he prefers coffee. Daniel REALLY likes Turkish coffee.

Daniel actually really likes Argent (platonically) and has an 80+ relationship with her as the villain. He also trusted her with the regenerator.

Daniel regularly rolls and tries to stretch his right shoulder on the account of it always hurting after the heartbreak fall.

He chose his villain name so that Anathema would never be forgotten. At least to himself.

Daniel, in my head-canon, is the best fighter among my sidesteps.

Well how about stats and appearance now? Also armor stuff, I can’t believe I forgot about that in my last post.

Daniel doesn’t have a preference between anonymity and arrogance. Literally ended Retribution with 50/50. Daniel is empathetic at about 80%. As some of you might have imagined, Daniel is daring at about 95%! Daniel prefers his subtle manipulation over his sheer power of mind, his subtlety being around 78.

Armor:

Type: practical, no cape. Simple, no frills, kind of blocky around vital areas and flat areas like shins and forearms but sleek like a body suit everywhere else. Helmet is simple, almost like a military helmet and gas mask combo. Colors are a bit more complex: black with red accents. Usually the red follows joints/bones throughout the body.

Add ons: speed and strength

Extra: I always imagined Daniel duel wielding martial arts batons while in armor.

Daniel’s appearance:

Race: black

Height: tall, I imagine 6.5ft (about 2m)

Hair: coiled and black. Short and styled, kind of a crew cut, shaved on sides and back with a little on top. With a well trimmed beard. Though they both might get a little wild while Daniel waits for his legs to recover.

Eyes: brown

Style: nondescript military surplus. Simple, affordable, doesn’t stick out, and it lasts forever. He also regularly wears sunglasses, aviators of course.

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