#in photoshop i thought the coloring looked okay

[bixcaleen]

hi, your latest edit for thgweek24 is absulutely stunning and i thought if i can ask if you can make a tutorial about the ripped gifs/paper effect? if not, that's okay! have a nice day <3

RIPPED PAPER EFFECT TUTORIAL

hi! thank u :D (thgweek set referenced)

below the cut are the steps that i took to create this effect. this tutorial is very screenshot heavy and assumes some basic knowledge of photoshop and giffing.

i do my best to try and explain my process so hopefully this is helpful! if you have any questions, please don't hesitate to ask.

STEP 1: Choose and arrange your two gifs

with this specific use of the ripped paper effect, there's one gif on the "outside" of the rip and one on the "inside." in this example, the outside is the b&w and the inside gif is the colored:

for me, the outside gif determined the positioning of the inside gif and the position/direction of the rip. as can be seen, outside gif has a lot of space on the left. therefore, i knew i was going to position the subject of the inside gif more on the right so i could create the rip without hiding too much of the b&w gif.

next, you want to arrange the inside gif on TOP of the outside gif. your layers panel should look like this:

STEP 2: Creating the ripped effect

here comes the fun part! in order to create this effect, you're going to need torn paper brushes. here and here are some packs you can download (w credit to owner).

next, create a layer mask on your inside gif. you're going to use the brush of your choosing as an ERASER. then, you can play around with the size and angle of the eraser to create the look you want. this is what the gif and the layers panel now look like:

STEP 3: Adding the paper

in order to add the paper around the edges of the inside gif (where the text goes), you now need to download a paper texture. i found mine on google by searching "paper texture png."

place the paper png IN BETWEEN your outside and your inside gif. this is what everything should look like:

now, similarly to what you did in the previous step with the inside gif, you are going to create a layer mask on the paper layer. using an torn paper brush as an eraser, you will erase the paper, creating the shape you want.

be sure to leave enough room for whatever text you want to be on the paper. also, i suggest making the rips of the paper different from the rips of the inside gif so it looks more organic.

here is what my gif looks like after erasing the paper:

optional: add a drop shadow on the paper layer (right click -> blending options... -> drop shadow)

STEP 4: Adding the text

first, you want to identify the space where you will have room to place your full quote within the paper. if there are no spaces, you can always use your brush/eraser to modify the layer masks.

next, add a layer on top of the paper layer (and below the inside gif). select the text tool and start typing your repeated text!

because you can see which text is hidden by the inside gif and what is on top of the paper, a shortcut i use is the "tab" button and only type words that will be seen.

type the repeated words around the quote you want highlighted:

now, in order to contain the text within the paper, convert the text layers into smart objects. then, create a clipping mask on both layers (right click –> create clipping mask). this is what your layer panels should look like:

with that, your gif should now look something like this, with the text contained inside the paper:

STEP 5: Highlighting the quote

as you can see, it just looked like a bunch of words. so, in order to highlight the quote you carved out in the previous step, add a new layer below the layer of the quote you want highlighted:

now, use a round brush (softness around 10-15% and opacity at 70-80%) with the color of your choice to highlight the words you want.

and there you have it!

i hope that this made sense and was helpful! if you have any questions or clarifications, please don't hesitate to ask :)

#ps ask #ask #*tutorial

[piratekane]

vanessa lachey said "newlywed" and @dealanexmachina said "but what if it was kate and kai" and my brain went "do you really need to pay attention to the road when you can think about writing?"

and so i present this:

Kate looks between them, brow furrowed in confusion. “You want me to date… Kai?”

“No,” echoes around them. Lucy and Kai look at each other. Kai smiles weakly.

“Weren’t you just saying last week, Whistler, that you wanted to get out in the field more?” Jesse has that big wide smile on his face, the charming one. Kate’s annoyance flickers slight. He knows how charming it. He uses it like a weapon.

“Yeah, but…” Kate’s lips press into a thin line. “I was thinking more along the lines of kicking down doors. I’ve been practicing.”

“Not on our doors,” Lucy adds quickly. “God, we’d never get the security deposit back.”

Jesse’s smile flickers only for a second. “This is an opportunity, Whistler. A chance to stretch those undercover legs again.”

“They’re good legs. They should stretch.”

”Lucy,” Kate exhales. Lucy shrugs. “I can’t fake-date Kai.”

“All the kids are doing it these days.” Jesse shrugs. "Like Grace. She’s fake-dating some kid named Huey. For a school project in their humanities class.”

Lucy snorts. “Hate to break it to you, Dad. But she’s not dating him for a school project.”

Jesse’s mouth stretches open but Kate cuts him off. “Why can’t Lucy date him?”

“Hey,” echoes again. Kai frowns when Lucy sticks her tongue out at him.

“I’m standing right here, you know,” Kai points out. “I can hear everything you’re saying.”

“Whistler and Kai fit the profile. Whistler might have to dye her hair again-“ Jesse cuts off at Kate’s look. “Or not. But They’re looking for newlyweds falling over themselves, intoxicated. They get the husband, who has been doting on his new bride all night, alone and completely wasted. Then they kidnap the wife and hold her for ransom, killing her even if the ransom is paid.”

Lucy pouts. “You’re saying I can’t play a doting wife?”

“I’m saying you can hold your liquor and they’d never get you drunk enough.”

“Damn right,” Lucy beams. She winks at Kai.

He huffs, crossing his arms over his chest. “Okay, now you’re just-“

Jesse steamrolls over him. “We’ll need to come up with some wedding pictures for you to show off. How do you guys feel about a photoshoot?” There’s a gleam in Jesse’s eyes. “Kai, you have a suit, right? Does Inoki pose for pictures well?”

“Ooo, Kate, you can wear a wedding dress!” Lucy claps her hands.

“No,” Kate says quickly. She thinks of being young, dreaming of a white dress and someone - always indistinguishable - at the end of the aisle, waiting. She’s been having those same thoughts again but the person is coming into shape. Lucy. The thought of putting on a wedding dress for someone else… “I mean. Not yet.”

Something softens in Lucy’s eyes. “Not yet?”

Kate feels that familiar swoop that comes when Lucy looks at her. A warm and pleasant feeling that spreads from the center of her chest out. “Someday.”

Lucy smiles a smile that’s just for her. The world is faded out, just the two of them standing in the bullpen with the colors muted and pastel. Kate wants to go over to her, wants to pull her close, and kiss her.

“Uh, Dynamic Duo? You two want to come back down to earth?”

Jesse’s voice brings her sharply back into focus. She feels the tips of her cheeks flush. “Okay. Ernie can photoshop some pictures?”

Jesse shrugs. “Sounds good to me.” He smiles again, charming to wicked. “Now, let’s talk about how much canoodling you’re going to do.”

“Canoodling,” echoes. Kate looks at Lucy in horror.

#it's not very long and it's not edited it but it's been a shitty day and i want to find a good moment #so this is for me and for you if you'd like #ncis: hawai'i #kacy #they're back sooooooon #please please come back soon

[plaguelily-art]

Artwork completed for @ferarepairweek. This was for Day 4, and I went with "Clothes".

Okay, this one probably needs some explaining too. So, this is Sumeragi, Mikoto, and my design for Ikona, and I absolutely headcanon them as a all being in love with each other, and I have for years. This goes way back to when Fates was still popular, and I kept seeing a lot of headcanons portraying Ikona as jealous of Mikoto and/or with the two generally not getting along, and like, that's valid and all, but it really didn't work for me. And so one rainy morning walking to a college class I wondered, "What if Ikona and Mikoto were in love?" which was quickly followed by, "What if all three were in love?" Which then made all their deaths in Fates all the more tragic for me, and so I've stuck with it ever since. So while I know this is technically a canon ship, since my headcanons go against a lot of popular fanon, and these three as a canon thruple get entirely ignored by both fans and IntSys, I still feel justified in calling this ship a rarepair.

I, unsurprisingly given my love for wildly underdeveloped dead moms, have a ton of thoughts about Ikona, and I also spent a really long time trying to figure out her appearance based on how the Hoshido siblings look, which I might share later (I have an idea for an artwork for just Ikona, and that would be a better place to write out my headcanons for her). But to explain a little, I do have Ikona sharing her hair and eye color with Takumi--I think there's something rather bittersweet about Takumi being the only one to look a lot like his biological mother.

As fond of this ship as I am, I am never drawing Sumeragi and his Sonic Hedgehog hair again if I can avoid it.

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2023, Fall Digital (Adobe Photoshop) Design for Ikona is my own. Sumeragi, Mikoto, and Ikona are characters from the Fire Emblem series, and belong to Intelligent Systems. Artwork belongs to me.

This image (published by the artist to deviantart.com/plaguelily, plaguelily-art.tumblr.com) may not be reproduced, copied, edited, republished, reuploaded, distributed, or redistributed in any way, and I do not give permission for the creation of any sort of derivatives of my work including the use of the work in datasets used for generation of AI art or any other sort of procedurally generated image program or software. Thank you.

#fe rarepair week #fire emblem #sumeragi fire emblem #mikoto fire emblem #ikona fire emblem #fire emblem fates #FE14 #sumeragi x mikoto x ikona #(I'm still suffering trying to think of ship names for ships I've literally never seen art for) #plaguelily's art

[ctrsara]

(Lab) Accidents Happen

(Read on AO3)

(Little story based on this pencil drawing I did last night, plus some color added with my kid's random colored pencils, and cleaned up in Photoshop)

Tony Stark had only been home for about ten minutes when FRIDAY announced, “Boss, you have an incoming call from Dr. Banner.” 

He finished loosening his tie and pulled it free, tossing it on the bed. He glanced at the clock out of habit, even though he knew it was late. He wasn’t ever in bed at this hour, but Bruce usually was. His brow creased in concern.

“Put it through.”

“Tony?”

“Hey, Big Green. Everything okay?”

“I just got a notice that there was a lab accident in Lab #8.”

“At this time of night?” 

“Yeah, I looked at the footage, and it’s your kid. He’s fine, but I’m gonna let you handle this. I was just getting in bed.”

“Um, my kid? Not sure what you’re talking about,” Tony said nervously, slipping his shoes back on. “An issue with the chemistry lab is really your--”

“Go fix him, huh? He shouldn’t be in the lab this late on a Saturday night, especially unsupervised.”

“On it,” Tony said, resignation in his voice. Why did Bruce call Peter his kid? And why did Tony know exactly who he was talking about?

As he walked into #8, his eyes widened. What a mess. A very worried-looking Spider-kid was staring at a giant mound of frothy goo covering the table in front of him. 

“Peter.” 

The boy jumped, and a hand flew to the back of his neck. He wasn’t wearing a single stitch of safety equipment, and if Tony was right, he’d just smeared some of the  mixture along his neck.

“Uh… Mr. Stark? I thought you were at the gala!”

“I was, but I ducked out early. Care to explain what’s going on here? Why you’re in the lab, unsupervised, at this time of night? And what is this?”

“I…uh… it’s been a really busy weekend already, and finals are coming up next week, so I’m booked with study groups tomorrow, but I’m nearly out of web fluid, and I won’t have any time to make more this week, so if I didn’t make it tonight, I’d just be out, so I thought it would be okay if I just came in real fast to mix some up, but… uh…”

Tony was pretty sure Peter hadn’t even breathed during that little word explosion. Since no real explosions seemed imminent, he kind of wanted to laugh, but he made sure to keep his expression disapproving. 

“All of that, and the fact that you’re not even wearing goggles aside, what happened?” His web fluid had never looked… yellow before.

“I don’t know, I swear! The salicylic acid was clear when I measured it in the beaker, but then as I started pouring it all turned yellow and just kind of grew and I was afraid it wasn’t going to stop. But it’s still sticky,” he finished, trying to (unsuccessfully) wipe his neck and fingers off with a questionable looking rag.

Tony walked over and looked at the different chemicals he had assembled. Everything looked good until he got to the salicylic acid.

“Not the acid, Pete,” he said, the disapproval in his voice very real now. If the teen had grabbed something else without double checking, this could have been quite dangerous instead of just messy.

Peter stared hard at the bottle Tony was holding. “Oh,” he said, surprised.

“Yeah, ‘Oh.’”  But that wouldn’t have made the whole thing turn such a weird shade of yellow. Tony picked up the beaker next to him, which still had some cloudy-looking, very yellow liquid in the bottom. He smelled it gingerly while the teenager found new spots the sticky liquid had attached itself to.

“Peter, did you wash this beaker before you used it?”

“Uh…”

“What was in it before?” Tony asked brusquely.

“I… don’t remember?”

His usually-sharp kid wasn’t firing on all cylinders. What was up? He eyed the sheepish teen, noting the smudges under his eyes. 

“Kid, how much have you slept lately?”

“I’ve slept!” Peter said far too quickly. 

Tony raised an eyebrow, waiting. 

“Maybe not quite enough. Just with finals, and patrolling, and--”

“I see.”

“Mr. Stark, I swear, I just--”

“Let me tell you how this is gonna work. I’m going to call your aunt,” (Peter’s eyes went wide) “and tell her you’re staying the night.”

“But Mr. Stark! None of my study stuff is here with me!”

Tony continued, ignoring the boy’s dismay. “Then you’re going to go upstairs, shower, eat something, and you’re going to bed. In the morning you’re going to hope that whatever makes your webs dissolve in time will still hold true for this monstrosity, because you’re cleaning this up before you go anywhere.”

Peter nodded forlornly. 

“Then I’m going to take you out to breakfast, after which you may resume your crazy study-group-frenzy of a day.”

Peter was smiling slightly now, though he still looked nervous about going to bed instead of getting a few more hours of studying in. His expression clouded again. 

“But what about my web fluid?”

“Oh, that won’t be a problem. Spiderman’s going to be taking a break this week until after Peter’s finals are over.”

“But, Mr. Stark!” 

“Uh-uh-uh! After your last final, and after a full night’s sleep, you may come back and make more web fluid, and resume vigilante-ing.”

“‘S not a word,” Peter grumbled, starting to put a few things away.

“You can do all that in the morning, kiddo,” Tony said, finally letting his voice soften and a hand reach to brush Peter’s shoulder comfortingly. “Shower. Bed. C’mon.”

Peter nodded in defeat, leaning heavily into Tony’s side as he wrapped an arm around the boy to steer him towards the door.

“FRIDAY?”

“Yes, Boss?”

“Lock down #8. No one comes in but me or Peter until it’s clean.”

“Dr. Banner?”

“Especially not Dr. Banner,” Tony said, eying the giant soggy mess on the table. “He’d ban us both from every setting foot in here again…”

#irondad and spiderson #irondad fanart #irondad fanfiction #tony stark #peter parker #pencil

[sweetsundazed]

gradient maps - literally just my thoughts

if you've been on editblr at all you're bound to know em. in this post i aim to share my personal thoughts and critiques on gradient maps, as well as possible ways to utilize them in your works

disclaimer that this post is *not* targeted towards anyone in any way, shape, or form! i'm simply stating my opinion. if this is how you like to edit that's perfectly okay, and you don't have to change that

i'll begin by explaining some issues i personally see with them.

i find that a lot of edits seem to just use the gradient map itself without any other changes. this becomes an issue when people are creating gradient map edits that have very low contrast as it prevents people who are visually impaired from being able to see your edits.

something as simple as changing the blending mode you use can easily help you use a gradient map much differently. in each blending mode variation i used only *one* layer and simply just changed the mode and level of opacity.

gradient maps can be *very* useful in edits, and using different blending modes with those gradient maps opens up opportunity to more interesting colorings. below i have examples of psd colorings ive made all using gradient maps in different ways

while it is undoubtedly true that not every editor uses photoshop or photopea or a program that has the kind of adjustment layers those programs use, most do have gradient maps. so it makes sense why a lot of editors would rely a lot on them.

some of the blending modes i personally find the most useful (and used myself in the above colorings) would be: divide, soft light, multiply, luminosity, and color.

with divide you have to make some... kind of ugly gradient maps. but when you switch the blending mode to divide and set down the opacity a bit it turns out looking really nice! with divide its important to note that your gradient map will be using the *inverted* colors of the color scheme you're going for. that is why the gradient maps will look strange

soft light is much more subtle in the way it colors your image, therefor the gradient map you use may want to be very dramatic in the colors it uses. the soft change in color is perfect for when you want a more subtle change to more closely bring the different colors of the edit together. if you want a more dramatic light, its sibling hard light can do that job for you.

i find multiply works better with darker colorings, i usually lower the opacity while using it as well. i tend to use a broader range of dark to light colors in the gradient map i'm using with multiply

luminosity can either have a very dramatic, or very subtle effect depending on the colors you use. i encourage you to play with this mode a lot! it can create some interesting effects that i don't really know how to describe

color does as it says it does! it changes the colors of the image to the colors on the layer. it doesn't change the saturation of the colors, however. it's essentially like if you hue-shifted them. you can use this to create very drastic changes in color, or to establish what colors you primarily want to be in your coloring

i don't really have much else to say other than to have fun with it! i just pointed out different ways to use gradient maps as a tool for your editing, if you decide to follow my advice or not is totally up to you. if you have any questions or comments feel free to shoot me an ask or throw it in the reblogs and i'll answer to the best of my ability. happy editing!

#tutorials #edit tutorial #edit help #editing #gradient maps

[sundaysplayzone]

Commonly Asked Questions.

I get asked the same 3-5 questions all the time, so I thought I might make this new lil pinned post to help everyone out! But first, I want to thank you all for visiting my blog!

Do you take requests?

No, I do not.

Are your commission open?

Yes currently! Honestly now a days they’re almost always open. You can check them out on my website HERE!

Are you okay with gift art?

Of course! I would be flattered! If you’d like, you can find most of my characters here on toyhouse (I promise to update it soon!)!

How do you get the retro/vhs effects on your art?

I actually made a tutorial on that here! But honestly at the end of the day it’s a lot of “I plug this picture into several different apps and video editing software.” I wish I could give you a simple answer, but there is no easy way to do it that’s the same every time. I rarely if ever do it the same way back to back. Some colors look better when edited in Photoshop, some in Photomosh Pro. I pay almost $100 a month to have access to all of the software I use to make these effects because it’s part of my job. But luckily you can find so many free tutorials and apps out there, you just need to be curious and try new things!

What do you use to draw?

Another vague answer whoo! Sorry, but I use so many things to draw! But usually it’s sketch/ink/color/shade in Paint Tool Sai, and then move it to Photoshop to add the background, effects and details. I also use Procreate and Clip Studio from time to time. When it comes to traditional, it’s usually standard cardstock or a mixed media sketchbook. Then I draw and color with microns, copic pens, jelly rollers/gel pens, prisma colored markers and copic markers. 

Did you draw the backgrounds in your art? And if you use screenshots, where do you get them?

In the majority of my pictures, I use screenshots from old cartoons. I get these screenshots from the shows themselves. My friend is kind enough to set up a program that takes snapshots hundreds of times during the show. Then when the episode is over, they send them to me. I then spend HOURS, going through thousands of images and delete all but the good pieces. A majority of the time they take a lot of editing to be usable. I have to clean them up, remove character and scale the images.

This isn’t always the case however! I do often draw my own backgrounds! If you ever want to know, feel free to ask!

As for the more aesthetic/abstract backgrounds, I make those myself! I spent far too much money buying licenses and rights to use tons of different patterns and vectors. With those, I love recreating authentic backgrounds in the style of those seen in the 80s and 90s!

I see you draw a lot of Transformation/Chubby/(insert common movie trope here). Are you a fetish artist?

No, I am not a fetish artist. Do I draw art that might be someone’s fetish? Do I take commissions from people with a fetish for this subject matter? Yes, of course. But people need to realize, furry characters alone are a kink to some people. For me the difference is in how it’s drawn. And I personally do not draw my art in a way that sexualizes the piece.

I love drawing transformation scenes, people being swallowed by a monster, extra big tummies, but not because it’s something that I find hot. I just like drawing fun scenes. I get bored of just drawing a character standing in place all the time. I like drawing wacky scenes! 

A lot of my love for these come from cartoons. Edmund getting turned into a cat in Rock a Doodle. Hercules getting swallowed by the hydra. Kaa hypnotizing... everyone xD It’s just a story telling tool and sometimes it’s fun to draw! I’m not into hypno but I do like drawing big, colorful eyes. I’m just whatever about tf but I love drawing the swirling magic effects and the character changing from human to animal. It’s just cool to me!

In short, when I draw these things, it’s like I get to draw scenes from cartoons and movies in my style. It’s so wonderful to attempt to emulate some of the effects and details they used in movies from my childhood. It’s not about the hand changing into a paw for me, it’s the magical sparkles and how it’s so bright and vibrant compared to everything else. Where you see it go from hand to paw, that’s what I love drawing about tf art! Or being able to exaggerate the body and make a character look weighty by making them really round. Getting to draw a comically big mouth, giving a fun and interesting perspective shot. I think that stuff is so neat! Because it’s art!

I don’t care if it is someone’s fetish. I’m not drawing it in a way that’s sexual. Heck, it even says I wont in my TOS! Everything is G-PG here in Sunday’s Playzone! I’m not here to make that kind of content. It’s okay if adults have fetishes, and so long as you and others aren’t sexualizing my art, all is well!

[yandere-sins]

The Alien Project - Chapter V

Wordcount: 6068 Warnings: Yandere/Dark Romance, Aliens, Alien Cannibalism, Graphic content, Kidnapping, Fear of being eaten, Being stared at, Rough Touches, Treated as a criminal Featured Aliens: Ekkie @/anon; Mordro @weirdthinkingdragon​ ; Azazel @/me; Irzus @bluemoondust​ ; Zarlia @fanfictyrant​ ; Hona @gxmblinqueen​

a/n: Took a bit, but we’re finally back with chapter five ♥ It got a bit longer but I was really happy while writing so it just continued on and on xD More aliens get featured and it was a lot of fun working with them!! ^-^

The High Priest - Chapter V

With a surprised oof sound escaping your lips, Ekkie's spear grip hit the back of your knees, forcing you to the ground. He had a smug grin on his face as you shot him a glare before he knelt down on one knee, grumbling under his breath, "Show some respect, Trespasser." Ekkie hid his holier-than-thou attitude well behind pretending to fulfill his duty, but despite this, you found him to be a bit of a pain in the ass.

Mordro knelt as well, devotedly lowering his head and making his large body smaller than you thought was possible. Even though Ekkie had been rude in his approach, apparently, this was a bigger deal than you thought. From the corners of your eyes, you could see aliens kneeling and sitting down on their pillows, their eyes on the ground as if they didn't dare to look up yet. It felt weird to be the one in front of them all, stared upon by the eyes of the aliens that seemed to be revered by the others. As curious as you were to look at them, you felt inclined to play along, just to show your respect and not end up on the tip of Ekkie's spear.

"Apologies, High Priest. We brought the…" Mordro hesitated briefly as he introduced you, unsure how to address you properly. "Human," he eventually remembered, and you were surprised that he took your words to heart. It made you feel respected and appreciated, even though the satisfaction was short-lived. A loud snort suddenly rang out from your right, and while keeping your head down, you peeked up at where the sound had come from.

If only you hadn't. You jumped as your gaze immediately locked with the snarling alien, stark green eyes looking down at you, but your attention was quickly averted as the priest that everyone had been addressing, softly admonished him with a warning tone. "Irzus," he said firmly, and the addressed one rolled his eyes, lifting an amethyst-colored chalice up to his lips and taking a big gulp from it.

Irzus fell back into his seat, and it was your turn to be addressed by the priest. You quickly lowered your head again as you heard light steps approaching you, coming to a halt about an arm-length from you. "Welcome, Traveler," he said warmly, and you weren't sure if it was okay to look up or what to reply without sounding rude. But listening to what he said next made it easier. "We are very honored that you decided to visit us."

"Actually–" you replied, and a collective loud gasp went through the crowds making you jerk upwards in surprise. The faces you could see appeared horrified and appalled, but you couldn't think of a reason as to why. Next to you, Ekkie grumbled some more while Mordro remained silent and reverent. Had it not been your time to speak yet? But the priest very clearly made a pause, allowing you to reply, so what was the matter?

But against your frantic fear of doing something wrong, the priest merely let out a tender laugh. Both of his right arms waved off the tension that had suddenly filled the temple grounds, everyone easing back into relaxation. You could feel the shifts in mood in every bone of your body, and you couldn't help but find it a big feat to simply dismiss it with the wave of a hand—or two, in the priest's case.

"You are free to speak," he absolved you of the hush of the alien's around you, and you immediately felt relieved, looking up to finally face who you were talking to. Despite the differences, he closely resembled a human. As if photoshopped into a magazine, his skin was blue but flawless, packed abs peeking out of his white tunic wrapped around his body, revealing his chest. The additional set of arms was, frankly, unnerving, but they moved more naturally than you imagined even your own arms to act sometimes. Even if it was unnatural, he made it seem perfectly balanced, and no movement was wasted.

But this time, when your eyes met his, you witnessed something that had escaped your notice before. On this very human face, just above his nose, another eyelid opened, revealing a third eye like you had only ever seen in sci-fi or horror movies before. It was nestled between his brows, having the same light-blue color as his other two. Yet, somehow, it raised involuntary goosebumps on your skin, reminding you that he was still an alien no matter how much he looked like a perfect human. It was so easy to be misguided, you found. So easy to put your trust in what you knew and be disappointed all over again.

He held out his right, lower hand, inviting you to get up from the floor, and you gulped, hesitantly placing your hand into it. He had a gentle grip on your hand, which was smaller than his, but you had little work to do as he effortlessly pulled you into a stand. "Thank you," you mumbled, retracting your hand and fixing your clothes a little, feeling conscious about how dirty you were next to the clean white of the priest's tunic and his shining gold accessories.

"I was actually kidnapped and flown here," you reassumed your initial statement, letting out some of the bitterness you had harbored inside of you but couldn't hide any longer. Behind you, murmurs went through the crowd, and you instantly regretted stating your treatment, seeing the genuine dismay cross over the priest's features. Ekkie was the first to speak up again, hurriedly trying to explain the situation.

"High Priest, our scouts followed after suspicious activities and found them–"

With the raise of one of the priest's hands, Ekkie lapsed into silence again while the priest shook his head, disappointed. It almost made you feel bad for your kidnappers as you realized they simply tried to defend their community as they took you. But you remembered them talking about you as if you were their soon-to-be-dinner, and you gripped your arms that still hurt as the memory of the alien's claws wrapped around you came back to your mind. Immediately, you didn't feel sorry for ratting them out anymore, as the wounds stung when you touched them directly.

A much more careful, wary touch cupped your hands, surprising you as the priest gently lifted them out of sight, your ill-treated arms reflecting in all of his eyes. The corners of his lips dropped for a brief moment before he closed his eyes and sighed, carefully letting your hands down, your arms falling to your sides. "I deeply apologize," he muttered, a crestfallen expression crossing his face. "I hope you can find it in you to forgive them for not knowing how to properly treat someone like you. We rarely have visitors from beyond the stars, and all of them are young and inexperienced."

"You do?" you blurted out, a mix of shock and surprise overcoming you. As far as you were concerned, before your mission, there had never been a human to step a foot on Planet 59211, so how did they know? Unless…

"H-Have you met anyone else like me recently? I've been looking for the others for a while now!"

The question was out before you thought it through, a strong, passionate voice accompanying it as you stepped towards the priest, not caring for more gasps erupting all around you. His eyes widened in surprise, clearly not having expected such an assertive behavior from you - or perhaps, anyone - towards him, but the demur smile he gave you was an obvious apology.

"No. Unfortunately, I have not. I am very sorry about that as well. I can only imagine how hard it must be to be separated from your kin."

Biting your lip, you held back the troubled feelings inside you, ready to bring you back to tears. You had no intentions of showing weakness, but even if he didn't mean it like that, you felt like the priest just gut-punched you with the truth. Not even these aliens, the ones out here hunting and exploring the forests, had seen the others. Where had they gone?

Anxiety spread through like wildfire, and you were unable to extinguish it. After all this time, there still was no trace of your crew, and you weren't sure if they just abandoned you or died horrible deaths. Why you were alone was a mystery in and of itself, but there had been no traces of blood anywhere where the spaceship crashed. Nothing. You had not even one clue about the other human's whereabouts. As well as anyone, you knew how dangerous this planet was by now, and you thought the survival chances of humans as quite slim, let alone yours, who was entirely alone. Even if these aliens seemed relatively safe, you could never trust them completely, and thus, your fears and worries began to fester.

Not in the least, there was also the uncomfortable feeling of hunger rumbling through you, and you stopped biting your nails while being deep in thought to touch your belly. Only now you remembered you hadn't eaten or drank anything in a while, more anxiety building. How could you possibly sustain yourself? You hadn't even encountered a river until now or a spring that would have been safe to drink from.

The priest's eyes followed your hand to your stomach, and a sudden idea seemed to spring into his head. He watched your expression falter and become dim, unable to determine what was going on inside your mind. But this was a gesture even an alien could understand. He reached out for your shoulder, squeezing it comfortingly and shaking you out of your thoughts to meet your weary eyes with a big smile.

"Let's have a feast tonight in your honor! Please allow us to make up for all the trouble we caused for you and help you where we can, alright?"

The idea stunned you, but before you could tell him that it wasn't necessary to throw a whole feast in your name, his gaze slipped from you to somewhere into the crowd behind your back. He raised his upper right arm, waving at someone and calling out to them, "Zarlia."

You slightly turned in the direction the priest just called; a young alien with a spring in their step approached quickly, lips curving into a smile as they met your gaze. The unnerving lack of pupils was slowly becoming something you got used to, but their expression was kind and chipper, making you feel a little less wary. In comparison to all the tall, looming aliens you had encountered, this one was on the smaller side, even compared to you. They greeted you briefly with a slight bow before turning their attention to the priest, lowering their head much lower to him.

The priest smiled back, letting go of your shoulder before addressing them, a twinge of loss going through you as his warmth disappeared. Despite his status, he had been one of the most welcoming and kind aliens you had encountered so far. Only now that he was shifting away from you did you notice how little you minded his closeness or even his touch, as his whole presence was calming and reassuring. But you quickly blamed it on being very lonely so that every act of kindness was welcomed by you.

"Zarlia, would you be so kind as to guide our guest to a room so they can rest and refresh before the banquet?"

"As you wish, High Priest," Zarlia agreed, bowing once more. Unfurling a second set of arms from behind their back, they held them out in the air, careful not to touch you but at the same time guide and encourage you to leave with them. You looked back briefly at the priest, who smiled warmly at you, his upper hands folding over his chest in a praying gesture different from what you were used to on earth but clearly well-meant. As if to wish you farewell and safe travels, but you had no time to inquire about all of what you were witnessing around and before you as you were led away politely but assertively by the smaller alien.

Your gaze drifted over the many aliens that had collected to watch; so many even, a whole lot were standing behind the seats on the floor. A shiver went through you as you caught so many disdainful looks, and suddenly, you realized that aside from the priest, no one truly seemed happy about your arrival. You were right not to put your trust in what seemed like a functioning community, as they all made it clear that outsiders weren't welcome. Even if they made way for you and Zarlia, who ignored the masses scowling at them too, you could feel their eyes drilling into your back, making you wish you could just… leave.

But the feeling disappeared all of a sudden as you heard the priest call out to his people behind you, his voice clear and loud, and everyone turned at the sound to face the priest instead of you. You glanced back over your shoulder. For a second, you thought you caught his third eye still watching you despite him having already turned his attention to the people he was talking to. If he was aware or not, once again, he had made an effort to make you feel better. Once again, he had shown you kindness in a world that hadn't been so kind to you before. And so you turned forward on the path that Zarlia led you on, his voice fading in the distance like a lullaby, gentle and comforting.

The idea of 'I'd like to have wings' was something you entertained as a child, but after the onerous task of climbing one of the giant jungle trees, the concept seemed all the more appealing. Not like this task had been harder than escaping and running through the jungle while being followed by a panther, but you couldn't keep up with the extremely agile, lively alien that guided you either. Once you were at the tree top, you barely had time to catch your breath and calm your racing heart before being ushered inside one of the treehouses, but finally, things seemed to calm down.

Looking around, you felt strangely secure inside the wooden structure. Even through the windows, you couldn't see any other homes around you, and none of them could see inside either. Perhaps it was custom to build the windows in places that wouldn't intrude on anyone's privacy, quite comfortingly so. What you could see were the temple grounds about half a mile away, many diligent aliens working and rearranging the layout, setting up tables and lightning braziers as they built the feast the priest promised you. However, you couldn't see him in the crowd, and you were taken aback by how that made you feel.

Behind you, the babbling of water echoed through the room, and you turned around to Zarlia, who arranged a bath for you. "Thank you…" you finally managed to say, and they looked over their shoulder, speckled with sky blue freckles, and smiled. "Why, of course! I'll grab some clothes for you while you enjoy your bath, alright?"

"That's very kind of you," you mumbled, approaching the bath as Zarlia bounced away, erecting a privacy screen around the tub, which you very much appreciated. They placed a few towels on a small table next to the tub, leaving behind oddly familiar-looking toiletries like a bar of soap in your reach. All things that made these aliens seem a little less alien and a bit more human. It was sad how the portrayal of them made your kind believe they were brutal monsters when really, they were civilized and giving. "See you in a bit!" Zarlia announced before leaving, and you gave them a small wave goodbye before they closed the door behind them. You couldn't be sure how they were really feeling about you or their task of taking care of you, but you were glad they appeared well-disposed.

Standing alone in the one-room treehouse, you once again felt the cold draft of loneliness overcome you as you looked around the strange yet intriguing new world you were in. But there was no one to share the experience with. No one to share some joy and explore together, which put you in a sad mood. At the same time, water was still filling the bath through a pipeline coming in through the ceiling. You assumed they were using rainwater or something like that, making filling a full bath just for you almost seem like a luxury.

There were no mirrors or anything related to check your appearance. However, after being hesitant at first, you decided not to resist the temptation of washing yourself, never knowing how many chances for that you'd have in the future. Stripping off your clothes, you inspected them, feeling a whole lot more embarrassed about all the dirt and mud sticking to them. If that's how you presented yourself, you couldn't even blame the aliens for being appalled by you. You must have been filthy in their eyes.

You decided to wash your hair and face first, finding a comb between the toiletries and sorting out your tangles. It twinged and burned, but seeing leaves and little branches fall out of the mess on your head was as much a relief as a reason to be more ashamed. Yet, you worked hard on becoming more presentable, soon finding yourself sinking your body into the bathtub with a long, decompressing moan. The water wasn't hot but warm enough to melt into it, all of your aches and tensions soothing. You enjoyed the bath for as long as possible before your eyes fell on your skin, seeing the many cuts littering it and feeling the bruises as you let your hands drive over your arms and legs. You were lucky nothing majorly bad happened to you after everything you've gone through. Though, with a wince, you still felt sore as your hands drifted over the areas the slime had wrapped his tentacles around.

If functioning hadn't been your only chance of survival, you might have long broken down about all that happened. But you hadn't found a place safe enough for that; not yet, at least.

The door to your hut creaked as it was opened, and you jerked in the tub when Zarlia's voice rang out, soothing you. "I'm back!" they announced. You wondered how long you had just been meditating inside the water, suddenly very aware you should probably wash your body before getting out.

"I brought some clothes we think might fit you, but our tailor will join us shortly so we can make something fancier. How's the bath, Hun?"

The sudden use of a nickname alerted you but, at the same time, honored you, allowing a feeling of companionship to build. "It's very lovely!" you admitted, a smile playing on your lips as you felt more energized than you had in a while. Things were definitely looking up despite your struggles. Reaching for the soap, you were quick to give yourself a wash down from head to toe, a pleasant aroma drifting to your nose, though you couldn't quite pinpoint it. Fresh, clean, but not like something you smelled on earth before. It had an almost intoxicating sweet tinge to it, perhaps akin to honey. But either way, it was pleasant, and it made you feel much better. Using a washcloth, you cleaned yourself hurriedly before stepping out, wrapping yourself in a towel.

You felt the urge to put on your clothes, but if you were honest, it would have ruined the work had you just put into yourself, so you merely picked them up and lazily folded them before placing them on the table. Hiding your body behind the privacy screen, you peeked out from behind it, watching as Zarlia was separating different kinds of tunics and wraps from each other while humming. They noticed your gaze, turning around slightly before smiling and holding one of the fabrics up in the air for you to see.

"It's very simple, I apologize. But I think this kind would suit you!"

Made out of off-white cloth, it really was just a simple tunic, with no sleeves and reaching to your knees from the looks of it. Secretly you would have preferred something like your pants, but seeing how it was just another variant of what everyone seemed to wear, you thought it might help you fit in more. "I'll try it," you reassured Zarlia, and they bounded over to give it to you, grabbing some strange-looking pieces of cloth alongside it and pushing them all into your hands. Inspecting the contraption of solid fabric and strings, you realized they were undergarments, and despite thinking about just using your own instead, you were thankful for everything fresh they gave you.

"You were very lucky our hunters found you," Zarlia started a conversation while you were shuffling into your new clothes, making knots into strings, and fitting the tunic on your body.

"How so–? Y-Yes." Catching yourself from sounding unappreciative, you quickly corrected yourself, clearing your throat before continuing to converse with your new alien acquaintance. "I am glad they got to me before that slime caught me that I was running from."

"Slime…" they muttered under their breath, sounding in thought. "Oh. Oh my."

"What's wrong?" you asked, perking up at the sudden worrisome tone their voice had taken.

"Oh… I… I was just thinking. I could be wrong, but if what I am thinking about is true, then you really were lucky to have escaped that monster."

Strange, you thought. That someone who was quite monstrous to you described another as a monster took you aback. Clearly, after what the slime did to you, he was a monster in your books as well, but Zarlia's reaction made you curious for more information. Luckily, you didn't need to beg for that.

"From what I heard, there's a slime that's a terrible fellow. Always hungry, always devouring. Rarely stopping from eating anything it can swallow. I heard stories about it when I was younger, but well… I never saw it with my own two eyes. Others call it The Glutton out of respect for its strength, but it doesn't make the slime sound less scary, does it?"

"No… not really," you mumbled, shaken after hearing Zarlia's thoughts. You had no way to confirm all of it, as to you, the worst the slime did was destroy your hope and take you against your will, but if what they said was true, you escaped a much worse fate than you thought. Would it have eaten you, too, once it caught up to you? Did it just want to have fun with you before devouring you? These questions were useless to you now, but you couldn't help but come up with them as you fitted the tunic to your body.

Pushing them away regardless, you put on a chipper smile before stepping out to present yourself.

Raising their upper hands to their mouth, Zarlia's lower hands clapped excitedly as they saw you, letting out a happy squeal, "Now you already look like us! You'll fit right in, in no time, don't worry."

They stepped up to you, bringing a few strips of colored cloth with them and holding them out for you to choose from. Hearing their enthusiastic statement, you were confident that Zarlia meant what they said. It made you feel warm and fuzzy that you might no longer be seen as some weird outsider now. Your anxiety and fears were still nagging at the back of your mind, but you wanted a safe place so desperately, and there had always been safety in masses, right? At least no giant panther would be allowed to run amok in the settlement.

A knock on the door interrupted you two as you were deciding which color to pick for a belt, and Zarlia perked up, setting the fabric aside on a nearby table before running to open the door. They always stayed on their toes, letting you know, "That must be Hona!" before they went to greet the tailor they had mentioned before.

You took a sharp breath as a much taller alien entered the hut, though it wasn't their size that caught you off-guard but the prominent mantis-like features they displayed. Not only was their body in lush green, but under their nose were pincer-like appendages, and above their regular set of arms hovered those of a praying mantis. However, the moment you met their gaze, they smiled, little dimples forming at the sides of their mouth. In this very brief moment, you realized you were applying human standards to someone you didn't even know again. They might just be another kind soul welcoming you no matter what they looked like.

"This is Hona," Zarlia introduced you two. "They are our most clever tailor, always having a special idea for their creations!"

"It's a pleasure to meet you," Hona added, and if they had a hat, they'd have probably raised it, the image being quite adorable in your mind. Instead, two antennas protruded from their forehead that slowly moved from side to side. Seeing how their gaze was a little unfocused, you figured they needed the antenna to navigate their surroundings. Yet another strange but interesting lifeform how you found, different but this time, you didn't feel as intimidated as with the others you met before Hona.

"I see you already tried one on," they remarked, gesturing to your tunic. You looked down at yourself, a satisfied smile flitting over your lips as you nodded. "I think this one is awesome. Thank you so much!"

"It is, it is. But don't you want something even better?"

You couldn't quite follow the torrent of ideas that followed as Hona began to explain how they could add different elements here, take some fabric away there. They and Zarlia fell into a brainstorming session on how to make the outfit into a spectacular gown, and you grew overwhelmed with their suggestions as they directed them at you. All you really wanted was to be welcomed, not stand out like a sore spot more than you already had.

"This is just fine," you waved it off frantically, trying to stop the two designer enthusiasts who gave you a disappointed look at your dismissal. "The ideas are great!" you quickly reassured them, their smiles reappearing on their lips. "But I'd like to fit in rather than stand out. Your amazing ideas might be wasted on me."

"Are you sure? On an occasion like this, you should be shining, Darling! Sparkle like lightning bugs in the dark!"

You weren't sure what 'lightning bugs' were on this planet, but you associated the term with fireflies as Hona described it. If that was the case, you definitely didn't want to be like them and stand out more, so you politely declined. Hona seemed regretful but understood, their shoulders slumping slightly as they sighed. "Oh well… On a special day like tonight, I wanted to go all out, but so be it. Whatever you wish, Dear."

"Thanks," you mumbled, smiling in relief and hiding the deep sigh that had accumulated inside your chest for a while now. "It's really not that special. I feel kind of sorry you have to go to such lengths for me."

"Oh, it is special. For us, this is one of the most joyful, sensational, important ceremonies–"

With Zarlia's elbow colliding with their ribs, Hona was interrupted, wincing in pain as their fellow alien caught them off-guard. You raised your eyebrows, unsure what to make from Hona's words.

"We're just glad to have a special visitor like you here," Zarlia explained in their stead, giving you a gentle smile. But somehow, their expression didn't match the simplicity of their explanation, as if behind their misty amber-colored eyes, they were hiding something that you weren't supposed to know about. "But Hona is right that you should look the best possible."

Zarlia went to retrieve the colored stripes of fabric, asking you once again to choose your favorite. You were drawn to one in Persian red, vivid and warm between the other violet, blue, and green shades. It might have been more of an eyecatcher than you wanted, but from all the different colors, red had been the one you had seen fewest of all since arriving here, finding it more appealing than any other.

Hona and Zarlia helped wrap the strap around your waist, effectively setting a highlight and visible separation between your legs and torso. You couldn't see yourself, but you thought this must be fancy enough for a feast in your honor. "Do I look alright?" you asked regardless, hoping you were presentable in the alien's eyes.

"Amazing, Darling," Hona boosted your confidence, and you gave a little twirl so they could see you from all sides. Though when you returned to face them, your gaze locked immediately on the new pair of eyes that had appeared, standing still in the doorframe of the treehouse.

"Perfect," the priest breathed in awe, grinning from ear to ear, and for the first time, you felt a wave of heat wash over your cheeks after hearing a compliment. No one had heard him arrive or even enter, Zarlia and Hona both flinching respectively before moving out of the way and bowing their heads. Unsure, you bowed a little too, and the priest stepped closer, his smile never faltering.

"I hope these garments are to your liking, but we can always have something else made for you if you have any doubts," he suddenly brought up as well, a hint of uncertainty in his voice. As if he was nervous about pleasing you, and you were taken aback as you looked up again, finding him looking over at the other outfits displayed on the table, trying to find something else suitable for you. Neither of the others dared to speak up, but they seemed to hold their breaths, and you realized it was their necks on the line if you were displeased with their works.

"O-Oh no!" you quickly denied, gesturing to yourself to showcase your new look. "Don't tell me you lied when you said I looked perfect?"

Perhaps joking with the alien they called the 'High Priest' was leaning out of the window a bit too far. Still, he regarded you briefly with all three of his eyes, perhaps a little surprised about your boldness. But then he chuckled, all the tension falling off from everyone in the room, shaking his head. "I'd not lie about what I am seeing right before me," he assured you, his whole body shifting back into your direction.

You stood in front of him before, and he had been impressive then, but now that you got an exclusive look at the priest, you realized how big he really was. Almost three heads taller than a regular man, broad shoulders and toned muscles were only half his attractiveness. The silky-smooth strands of violet hair falling over his shoulders, some braided into a few braids, and the beautiful aquamarine eyes that looked at you confidently yet gently. He knew his worth and yet, stayed humble and down to earth.

Everything from the gold accessories - earrings, necklace, rings, and more - to the flashy white wrap tunic he wore, as well as the feather coat falling from his shoulders, stood out against his blue skin. But even with the different features, he wasn't unpleasant to look at. His posture was good, his body relaxed and emitting calm. As such, you couldn't help but think of him as a truly remarkable man, feeling as if he was reliable and wise. Perhaps that's why he seemed to have attained such a high position in his community, and he made you more curious the longer you looked at him.

"I have collected these," he drew you out of your thoughts. You realized you must have been staring, but your gaze wandered to his lower hands instead, holding what resembled a flower crown. You had never seen these kinds of flowers. Still, they reminded you of your home regardless of their differently shaped petals and unusual beautiful colorings. Next to tricolored rose-like ones, there were star-shaped, purple daisies-look-alikes and two fuchsia pink peonies the size of one of the priest's hands. "For you," he added, smile softening as he watched you take in the spectacle of flowers he presented to you curiously and wonderous.

Nothing but a stuttered thanks escaped your flustered mind, and he barely had to reach up to lower the flower crown on your head. It was light despite the size of the blooms used, settling well on top of the back of your skull. Now you really wondered what you looked like, but there was no time to sink into your imagination.

"Are you ready then?" the priest asked, and you looked up at him, smiling and nodding. "Would you do me the honor of accompanying me to the festival grounds?"

Holding out his lower right arm for you, you hesitated linking it with yours, unsure what the proper etiquette was. It was a rather old-fashioned type of gesture, but you knew there were finer nuances. Nevertheless, as he waited for you patiently to accept his company, you felt pleasantly urged to go for it, gently touching his forearm with the palm of your hand. Unexpectedly, his free lower-left cupped your hand, supporting it on his arm and relieving you of the fear of doing something wrong.

You wanted to thank the two aliens that had helped you get ready, but when you looked for them, they were already gone. It made you feel a little sad, but you could understand that it might not be proper to be in the presence of the priest for too long for them, even if it seemed a bit dramatic to leave entirely. If he noticed your concern, he didn't let it bother him, simply easing your mind with his words.

"You'll see them at the banquet again."

"Oh, I see. Thank you." Relieved to hear that they would be somewhere in the crowd at the feast, you almost forgot to be polite, quickly adding, "Sir!" to your sentence, which made the priest chuckle lightly yet again.

"You may call me Azazel. I'm sorry for not introducing myself earlier, but the time hadn't been right, Traveler."

"Okay!" Hearing him give you his name so casually broke down a bit of the wall you felt between you still. The one where he was some revered alien among his kind, and you were just some stranded human on his planet. "Please call me [Name]."

"[Name]," he whispered thoughtfully, your name holier than you had ever heard it before on his tongue. "What a beautiful name," he hummed at you tenderly, a big smile plastered on his face and all three of his eyes smiling along with his expression.

"My people might be a little cold to people from outside our community, but you do not need to worry, [Name]. They'll warm up and come to accept you very soon. I hope you can enjoy this banquet they have prepared for you." You could hear a sense of pride and joy as he spoke about the other aliens of this place. It seemed that he had a lot of trust in them despite them having not been as welcoming as him at first.

"I am sure I will," you assured him as he led you down the long spiral staircase down the tree, you two making your way over to the temple grounds again, a slightly anxious feeling in your gut. But with his hand on top of yours, his words reassured you as you wanted to believe in Azazel and the people he cared for. 

You almost believed your luck had finally turned around with someone as kind and caring as he was by your side.

#The Alien Project #Aliens #yandere aliens #yandere!aliens #alien #yandere #yandere imagines #yandere headcanons #yandere scenarios #yandere fanfiction #yandere writing #yandere stories #yandere oneshots #yandere oneshot #yandere drabble #yandere x reader #yandere x darling #Yandere TW #OW

[yanderelovlies]

Can i ask for Shaun and Jack with an s/o that like to cosplay and go to conventions? That’s the kind of things that I would do (obviously before covid) and it was fun, despite me being antisocial asf lol.

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Jack has an off and on love for conventions. Since no one but you can touch or feel him he feels a bit left out as he watches you interact with everyone. Please for the sake of everyone at the con if you are aware of jealousy try not to be overly friendly with someone. He is okay with friends, but the first person (and everyone after) flirts with you……it's a shame it's their last con.

His favorite part of the whole thing is your cosplay. He is always so impressed by what you create. He won't lie he has a……particular love for the more revealing cosplays, but his favorites are your favorites honestly. He loves seeing the smile light up your face when you put it on and it all feels right.

Speaking of cosplays, if you do make your cosplay by hand you don't even have to ask, and he is both helping you and making sure you take care of yourself properly. He is as well versed in arts and crafts as you are so if you need something complicated quick you should do it yourself and have him do something easy. He doesn't want to ruin all your hard work and would feel terrible 

If you allow him he will 100% fuck you in cosplay. He doesn't know the characters that you dress as but he does like thigh highs that hug your legs so you have a little chub at the top, short dresses, his signature colors on you, chokers, the tops with a heart or cat cut where he gets a perfect view of your chest, and you <3

Don't let him pound you into the mattress on the first day though. You won't make it to the other days due to not being able to stand…..or get out of bed.

This man knows a thing or two about conventions. He didn't get to go a lot due to him being busy with school and then his film career, but now that you are involved he will make some time to go. He enjoys everything about the convention. Seeing all the different cosplays, getting merch of his own, and he may or may not have gotten one of those Freddy Vs Jason girl Bishoujo figures.

Though his favorite thing by far is YOUR cosplays. Though he can't do it often he will every so often give you something from one of his movie sets for you to use in your cosplays. He will always want at least one picture of each cosplay you do. He loves to look back on them for inspiration, and because it's you.

He will 100000% help you make cosplays. He got good at making costumes while in college so he is good with complicated parts. He also loves the Bonding time it gives the two of you while making the cosplay. Though he is God awful with taking care of himself he makes sure you take care of yourself. Worried about him? Give him less work by taking care of yourself so he doesn't have to photoshop the dark circles away. 

He fucking loves fucking your brains out in cosplays. He will even cosplay himself.  His favorites are Morrigan Aensland, Tae Takemi, and a classic sexy cat girl. In return, he will cosplay as any character you want. He one time joked that the two of you are your own Crackfic. It ruined the mood, but it was hilarious the more you thought about it. 

He would fuck you while at the con if you asked. The dangers of being caught get him going, and honestly, he doesn't mind if someone sees. He wouldn't if the con knew who made you feel this good.

#sunny day jack #swwsdj #something's wrong with sunny day jack #x reader #yandere x reader #something's wrong with sunny day jack x reader #swwsdj x reader #sunny day jack x reader #sdj shaun #swwsdj shaun x reader #swwsdj shaun #shaun x reader #somethings wrong with sunny day jack shaun #sunny day jack imagine #sunny day jack headcanons

[tio-trile]

@the-entire-population-of-finland (?!!) asked me about my art process, so I thought I’d make a post about how I’ve done my more recent fanarts. I still draw in Photoshop CC and mostly use 2 brushes from Kat @suqling’s brush set -- the Oil Pastel Large for sketching/“inking” and color, and the Hard Round - soft grainy texture for laying down colors + touch ups.

And not to sound like a monster but......for my personal fanarts, I don’t -- either “sketch” or “ink” anymore (depends on how you look at it) i.e. these are one step for me now. I just. Draw it straight. I don’t have the time or patience to draw it twice. If I ever need some construction lines I just erase them from that layer, which is why you’ll sometimes see phantom sketch lines in my final pieces. I think it adds character? (Of course if I have a client I’ll do an “inking pass”, but for myself or for the internet...ain’t nobody got time for that)

If I’m making big changes, I will copy the line layer and continue from that point, kinda like save points. So you can see that “Layer 1 copy 3″ is this final “line” layer, but I started from “Layer 1″ and went through “Layer 1 copy” and “Layer 1 copy 2″. After the line layer is done, I usually like to Image - adjustments - hue/saturation (hotkey ctrl+u) and then “colorize” the black to be a redder brown and then set the layer on multiply, but I don’t do that for TLT fanarts bc I feel the black lines usually work better with the black cloaks and the face paint. (And Harrow in general.)

Then, I’ll fill the character silhouettes with a base color -- this is usually some shade of gray, but depends on the piece sometimes I’ll use a soft color, or even a gradient.

Photoshop’s magic wand does a pretty good job; I sometimes just have to manually fix it with “quick selection” a little. I’m not great with color so this base color really helps me tie everything together.

Then I transparency-lock this base color layer and start laying big color blocks down with that soft grainy texture brush. Being soft, messy and all over the place here is totally okay -- it’s what gives me that nice texture and variations in color. (I didn’t save this step for this picture so here’s one from another fanart)

Then, based on these colors, I go back to that smaller Oil Pastel brush and just clean everything up, add details, etc:

I like to make a layer called “over” that’s...OVER the line art layer, and that’s for final touches, details, silhouette fixes that can really give the piece a painted look and not just having the line art be on top of everything. Sometimes I’ll already be doing stuff on this layer as I’m still working on the color layer under my line art. (The face paint is on another layer that’s under the line art tho)

And that’s...pretty much it? I’m sorry a lot of this sounds like “just do it lmao” but this is basically my technical process. Let me know if you guys have any questions regarding a specific step or anything else!

#tutorial #the-entire-population-of-finland #I'm still in fulltime work + freelance hell...will continue to draw fanarts once freelance ends

[pbandjesse]

I am not feeling great today. Both physically and emotionally. I probably should have taken today off. But I did not. I pushed myself to hard and I honestly feel really bad right now. But I am trying to remain positive.

I slept okay last night. When we got home I got a shower and tried to be in a better place mentally but I was just feeling really down. I wanted to be with my family more. I wanted to feel more settled. I wanted another day off. I was very upset and James was trying to help but I was just kind of falling apart.

Sleep didn't help as much as I hoped. My dreams didn't really bring me any comfort.

I got out of bed and was coughing and uncomfortable. But I wanted to go to work. I did not want to go to work but I also did and was just having a lot of mixed and weird emotions.

James had packed me a lunch but I wasn't excited about eating at all. The bagel they made me was good. I ate it on the drive in to get and perk myself up. And it wasn't a bad drive. It wasn't even a bad day. I just did not feel great.

When I got to camp I got right into working on the drawing for the iron workers who are going to make the long house super structure. This was actually kind of hard. It was a bit like drawing a lobster cage. But I think I got the message across. And if they need more instructions or directions I can do my best.

I would do some more work on the schedule and specifically the cabin choice programs. Me and Heather had a conversation trying to work out more what the vision is. And I think we have a better handle on it now. The work continues but I think it's going to be really good in the end.

I would take a lot of breaks. I was coughing s lot and just feeling out of sorts. I considered leaving early but in the end I toughed it out.

I had my lunch over a two hour block while still typing away and watching TikToks. I would also do some sewing if the little felt bears I found in my sewing bag. It was nice.

I was frustrated that I thought my two packages were going to be at camp when I got there but they weren't and I was bummed. But we had some slips for packages so I was sent on a errand to get them from the post office. Where I had the most bizarre conversation.

The woman, when I handed her my four package slips, said "oo someone loves you" and I was like well someone loves camp. And she's like oh are you guys out there? And I'm like yeah we're actually open all year. And she goes oh I know that. And I was like oh okay. Like I thought she just was surprised about us being there. Then she goes I'm just surprised we have packages. And I'm like oh yeah we were surprised too because the note online said our business was closed. And she was like oh well we never drop off packages to you guys, we have had a deal since 2003. And I'm like. Oh? And then she alluded to it being weird I was coming to get packages. I left this conversation absolutely baffled. It was like talking to a wizard.

I walked to the 711 and got a donut and candy for later. And went back to camp. I would wait until I got home to open my packages. But the two others were camp things. One for Joe. And the other the contact paper we ordered to cover the branding on the signs.

I was very proud how close the color was. It almost looks intentional now. Me and Sarah would walk over to the woodlands village and it took a bit of time to measure out the pieces but we got them all cut and installed and it looks great. I was worried it would look like we photoshopped it so I had Sarah take a picture of me installing it to to send to the Smithsonian people. And pretty quickly after Heather sent the photos off they responded and thanked us for cooperating and we thanked them for letting us still have the signs. All is right in the world.

I would go home soon after that. I was tired. It was starting to rain. I was only leaving a little early. I talked to Heather about some of the stuff I could handle tomorrow. And then I was off.

I would get home around 430. And I was really excited to see that all of our stuff is finally in the house!! James had texted me through the whole thing this morning. The moving guys were apparently great and the one even asked for Tina's contact info because he liked the apartment so much. I thought that was so sweet.

I had thought maybe I would lay down for an hour when I got home but James was almost done making dinner so instead I got in the couch and opened my packages. The one was my birthday gifts for myself. A baby baggu, a baggu minu crescent bag with embroidered hearts, a t shirt that says "my favorite T-shirt" in flocked lettering. It also came with some free gifts. A note book and pens. A stress ball shaped like a half an orange. A charger cord. Some trinket dishes I'll probably regift. It was fun.

The other package was the wall sconces I ordered. We will probably try to figure those out soon. But I was not in a place mentally to figure those out.

James would go up to their room to record their podcast and I would spent the next two hours moving the shelves around in the living room to work best. They are not in the originally planned lay out but this ended up working out way better. There is still a lot to put away but I made so much progress. I even started hanging my looms on the wall. I'm really excited for the progress. I hope to start hanging more and putting more things away over the next few days.

I enjoyed my podcast while I was doing all of this. I worked on organizing our new pantry bookshelf in the kitchen. And moving things around. But I was getting frustrated because James said we would go get groceries together after they recorded and I felt like they record for to long. Like I know they are having fun and having hobbies but also. Hang out with me.

They would finish around 730. And they would help me hang a shelf before we put our shoes on and headed out into the world.

First stop target. My tension rod for the pantry bookshelf was lost during the move today. So James got me a new one. And I wanted binder clips for a storage idea I had. I also insisted on getting a $1 yellow chick but James said I could only have it if I carried it in the air the whole walk around the store and by God I did it. Silly time.

Then we want to Harris teeter next door. I started very very much not feeling well in that store. On the drive to the shopping center my ears had closed up and all of a sudden in the seafood section of the store they opened up and everything was so loud and I felt very sick.

But I held it together. We got the things in our lists. And went to check out.

The line was confusing though and three people jumped us and we were in line for a seemingly long time. But it didn't help that I didn't feel good. I helped James scan by passing them things from the cart. It didn't take long once we were at a register. I was just happy to get out of there.

We got home and brought everything inside. I went and fo up and a table cloth and set up my sewing machine on the ground to fashion a curtain for the pantry. And while it's a little short I think it looks darling. And after James got all the grocery says they took the trash out and moved all of our Lego flowers to the top of the kitchen cabinets and it looks so sweet. I really love how things are coming together.

Now we are laying on the couch. Sweetp is here. Things are good. I took the inhaler. Which has been an almost daily occurrence. And it helped a lot. But I am still very tired. I want to wash my hair though and get in bed. And I really hope tomorrow will be better.

Sleep well my friends. Be safe. I love you.

[adobe-outdesign]

thoughts on the crabrawler line? ive been staring at crabominable for a While and wondering WHAT is going on here. what is that thing.

I'm almost surprised it took Gamefreak this long to give us a coconut crab Pokemon, because they're one of the biggest crabs and frankly they're already feel fake. I mean, look at this:

Anyway, I really love Crabrawler's personality. The design itself is fine, as I'll get into a minute, but something about the perpetually blackened eye and the way the pupils are uneven give it a determined yet slightly off-kilter look, like it's gotten punched one too many times and now has a permanent concussion. Great stuff.

Visually, outside of the face, I like how the antennae form "hair" of sorts, and how the mouth is just a pair of mandibles. The claws also look appropriately boxing-glove like.

Honestly, my only issues are the colors. It's not that they aren't accurate to an actual coconut crab to some extent:

But I much prefer the shiny palette. It's not that the blue is bad, but the red gloves help to make the boxing theme much more clear, and coconut crabs can be red/orange anyway. I would've switched the regular and the shiny, or just used the palette of the shiny but with a darker, slightly desaturated blue in place of the purple. (The blue might've also been used to tie into the evolution's ice-type, but that's a whole 'nother can of worms.)

Also, the placement of the colors is a little weird; why is part of the arm randomly yellow, or the joints between the legs? I get wanting something to break up the purple, but I feel like the second-to-last joint could've been yellow on all the legs, so there's a purple -> yellow -> red pattern established.

However, with all that said, it's not like the current palette is terrible, the theme is solid, and the personality is great. So overall, Crabrawler's pretty solid.

no seriously, what IS this thing, I wanna know too

Okay to be fair, there is kind of a concept here; Crabominable is based off of a yeti crab, IE this thing:

It's also kind of going with the idea that coconut crabs can climb, so Crabrawler quite literally climbs to the top (of a mountain) and gets lost, gaining the fur and ice-typing as an adaptation.

However, the issue is that Crabrawler already had a theme (not related to what kind of crab it was) with the boxing thing. So we basically end up with an evolution that not only has a completely different personality than the original, but that doesn't even have the same theme. Boxer to yeti is possibly one of the strangest evolutions out there (save for the Remoraid line, though to be fair it had a weaponry theme in the beta that was dropped).

And even putting the theming aside, Crabominable is just kind of a bad design, if I'm being honest. Why does it randomly get two human buck teeth instead of keeping the mandibles of the original, especially when the bottom "teeth" are just its fur? Why that random purple patch on the chest that serves no purpose? Why is the hair A) no longer antennae and B) the only part of the design that's yellow? Why the random purple patches on the arms/claws? Why do its claws not look like claws? Why the paws? (I guess it's because it leaves yeti tracks when it walks, but why would it be putting those legs down in the first place? In fact, why are the longer legs the middle ones all of a sudden?) Like honestly, it's just kind of a hot mess.

Here's a quick two minute Photoshop job where all I did was remove the teeth, remove the chest plate, and make the hair white. It's obviously not perfect nor does it fix everything, but even this is a much less messy design:

I mean, I do like the idea of a yeti crab Pokemon, the personality's different but still pretty fun, and I also like the weird horizontal pupils. It's not like it's unredeemable, but it is abominable, and not in a good way.

So overall, Crabrawler is a pretty good crab. Unfortunately, Crabominable had good intentions, but a combination of a poor design and strange thematic changes don't really make it work. Maybe it would've been better off as just a different form or a counterpart to Crabrawler or something.

#crabrawler #crabominable #pokemon #pokemon reviews #outdesign attempts to edit

[xyl4-4444]

Do you have any art advice?

Sorry for the VERY belated reply but..

Yes of course I have some (general) advice, that have helped me as an artist.

Buckle up, because it's going to be a long post.

Start a Sketchbook. If it's your first ever try at dipping your fingers into these, you can turn an average notebook into one to overcome your fear of ruining a 30zł costing sketchbook in the future. If you're afraid of ruining your first page of your sketchbook, then just draw what the year is. Trust me when I say this, this has been my go-to when filling up the first page EVER SINCE I STARTED IT BACK IN 2019. Once you'll have 10+ sketchbooks finished, you can look back at your first and current sketchbook and see how your skills have changed over time.

Sign up to Pinterest and start making boards for thing like: Art inspo, references,etc. I created mine back in mid-2020 and I've gotta say, this has been one of my sources of inspo ever since. Of course, Pinterest is not just an art inspo-exclusive site, as there are things like cooking tutorials, room decor ideas, Hell.. even MEMES are here..

Don't be afraid to try out other blending modes other than Multiply, Add or Overlay. These three aforementioned blending modes are surely neat and all, but there are more blending modes out there (thought the full amount of those depends on the art program you're using, I use FireAlpaca btw). There are such layer modes like: Difference, Hard Light, Darken, Screen, Exclusion, Luminosity to name a few. So go out, experiment with them in your art, mix-and-match then and see what you'll get.

Use references. Look, I know that the "JuSt PrAcTiCe" advice is NOT ENOUGH to help an artist, and I get that (That's why I've listed my first tip as "Go grab a sketchbook"), however there's a little catch... Let's say... you wanna draw something for example... Hands - the most tedious part of the human body that a lot of artists are struggling to draw correctly. You try to draw it on paper.. and suddenly - You've just realized, that the hand you drew, didn't come out as you expected. So what do you do in this situation? Well you go search up 'hand references' of course. You can do that with other things like: backgrounds, computers, skateboards, weird deep-sea animals like Giant Isopods etc... ...or you just want to try out a different art style References are a good tool, if you don't know how some things work in an artistic sense, that's all I'm saying.

Use you art program's features to AN ADVANTAGE. Especially the filters tab. I use FireAlpaca to make art. It's a free art program, so I don't have to pay over 100zł montly, unlike Photoshop or.. Clip Studio Paint. However it doesn't have that many features or filters like Photoshop does, and that's okay. Because despite this, you can make great art with it. Wanna make a picture you've just pasted from the web to have some nice halftones? Well you can covert the layer into an 8-bit one, enable halftones and adjust to your liking. Wanna have some interesting colors in your art? Use Gradiation map or Tone Curve and fuck around. Want your art to have a softer look? Use a 'Soft Light' mode, go to 'Gaussian Blur' and later go to 'Levels' and adjust the to your liking. Wanna make a drawing have a pixel-ish look? you can use the 'Mosaic' filter for that. The list goes on.

Last but not least... Have Fun. Art has no rules. You can make fanarts of your favourite series 24/7, make numerous paintings of landscapes on canvas, draw your OCs, doodle on Ms Paint of all things.. or just scribble things in your sketchbook. In the end you're making art, and what matters the most is that you're having fun with it. So go out while you're drawing (as long as you're not harming anybody)

Yeah, that's all

#not art related #xylas-qna #asks #again I am sorry for replying to this WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYyy too late #Heads up: I am NOT an art pro #I'm just giving things that have helped me as an artist and I hope these'll help you too one day

[saintmeghanmarkle]

Another Set of Clothes Edits! by u/rangerhorsetug

Another Set of Clothes Edits! Thank you all for all of the kind words and suggestions! For this one we have... drumroll please.... The romper at Invictus, beige dress on her one outing with the late Queen, the grey strapless bra dress, the Carolina Herrera nipple dress, and her wedding dress! This time with before and after pics!Romper at Invictus: The shorts and the shoes were horrendous and totally inappropriate for marching with servicemen and women. Before: https://ift.tt/zujoZLR Shoes and length of pantshttps://preview.redd.it/bmm22astfoac1.jpg?width=1500&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=2be9f9c621b685bdcdfc6a001fb36272ac4e4d03Grey Strapless Bra Dress: This dress was a size or two too small and she refuses to wear base layers that would help smooth her undergarments. Beebs Kelley also hypothesizes that she doesn't wear the same bra for fittings as the actual outingsBefore:https://ift.tt/CVJDgsR bra outline and wrinkleshttps://preview.redd.it/gniep8t9goac1.jpg?width=1817&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=acdfe6d615e560079c67e5bb5522434248e641d4Beige Dress: Hypothesized to be a backlash to the criticism that her low cut off the shoulder pink number at trooping of the color got her. She also refused to wear a hat when suggested and her hair is a mess because of itBefore:https://ift.tt/Uq5Jc7f Color of dress to better play off the Queen's lime green (it isn't the best color, but I thought that it would match relatively okay with the Queen), fixed the cap to be less dramatic and have sleeves. No hats were working on her, no matter what ones I tried. Had to add in more arm, so that is why they are blurry.https://ift.tt/FK5GOWv Herrera Nipple Dress: What isn't wrong with this dress?Before:https://ift.tt/5BX9WT8 Color of the dress and shoes, straps. The new straps help to hde how too tight the bodice is, hiding the spilling that is going on. Fixed the front cut out, emphasized the bodice lines, added a darker strip of 'ribbon' to the sweetheart neckline to make the edge look finished. Added costume jewelry necklace to add a bit more interest and draw attention away from her bad tan lines.https://ift.tt/WzBgxbZ fun necklace hang to the back and a piece that matches her earrings for interest. Straps hide the 'spillage'The Wedding Dress: Too long of veil, also she was already married, bad fit, not a good cut for her, just a disaster. If she didn't want the princess feel of the lace and the like, there are better fabrics that would do a more complementary job.Before:​https://ift.tt/wJPV7Fg Removed veil, Photoshopped on a new dress from photo from Beeb's Kelley's wedding dress video, turned it off white, added lace to the neckline, added costume jewelry necklace to add interest.Reference Dress that I edited in:https://preview.redd.it/gr6v8dw7ioac1.jpg?width=800&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=138cb6cc573e0c261ae350b0a7e4a468fbd35c1b​https://preview.redd.it/9519q72aioac1.jpg?width=1300&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=6b9986831dd378101947c40c3bc65ff79f6faac5Again thank you all for all of the love! I had some extra time to f around the other night, so I did these from those of you who left suggestions! post link: https://ift.tt/zjDCtlF author: rangerhorsetug submitted: January 05, 2024 at 09:13PM via SaintMeghanMarkle on Reddit

#SaintMeghanMarkle #harry and meghan #meghan markle #prince harry #voetsek meghan #sussexes #markled #archewell #archewell foundation #megxit #duke and duchess of sussex #duchess meghan #meghan duchess of sussex #duke of sussex #misan harriman #walmart wallis #harkles #clevrblends #clevr #clevr blends #spare by prince harry #fucking grifters #meghan and harry #Heart Of Invictus #Invictus Games #finding freedom #doria ragland #tyler perry #WAAAGH #rangerhorsetug

[vannahmontannah]

~the next morning~

Miami had finished her regular classes and went straight to her elective. The electives she chose were Photography 1 and Creative Writing. Right now she was in photography. They have to learn to photoshop pictures, so they are testing it out on random pictures.

"This can totally be taken out of proportion in the future. These couples ain't gone be so happy," Miami joked.

"Shit on the internet goes a long way. I wouldn't do nothing like that," Charity said.

"It's actually so easy. I thought this was gone be so hard,"

"Imagine I use this shit to tweak my grades?"

"You're totally getting expelled," Miami laughed.

"Aye, I mean...it's worth a try,"

"I saw you and Jawan yesterday. What's going on with you two?"

"Absolutely nothing. We just agreed on going to the homecoming together, that's it,"

"Damn, you act like he's the ugliest person in the world,"

"He's not, but he's not the guy I want?"

"And who do you want? Jacob?"

"What?"

"You heard me,"

"I'm sorry...where did this even come from?"

"I saw you at that frat party that night talking to him. Ain't ya friends or some shit?"

"Not anymore,"

"What? How come you didn't tell me?"

"It wasn't important. Besides...I like someone else,"

"Who? I can tell you who my man is,"

"If you're talking about that jail bird, save it. He's never getting out, babes,"

"You're such a party pooper,"

"Wassup, Ms. Richardson!" Kai shouted.

"Hey, Kai. What you want?"

"Dang, I can't check in on one of my favorite professors?"

"You can, but I know you want something,"

"Okay, you got me? I want to take some pictures, please?" He said, putting his hands in prayer position.

"I'm in the middle of class right now, Kai. Maybe later on I can squeeze you in,"

"Maybe we can use him for our assignment," Miami suggested. "We can take some pictures of him and see what we can come up with,"

"Yeah! I like that idea,"

"That depends on if ya are done with the assignment I gave you all,"

"I'm done with mine," Miami said.

"Me too," Charity added.

"I guess we can take some pictures of him,"

"Yes!"

Kai went to stand in the middle of the Photo Booth. Miami then started to take a couple of flicks of him as he posed for the camera. And not by surprise, Duke and Eisley entered the room. Charity heart sank to the bottom of hell. Seeing Eisley made her blood boil beyond the color red. Perhaps...black?

"Hi, Ms. Richardson!" Eisley greeted.

"Hi, Eisley! How are you?"

They both hugged each other and Duke gave the professor a hug as well.

"What ya doing in here?" Eisley asked.

"Photoshop. Kai came in and wanted to volunteer his services," Richardson said.

"I wanna volunteer my services," Eisley said.

"Charity, you wanna take a picture of Eisley and Duke?"

"Sure..."

"Okay go ahead,"

Charity reached for her camera and she tried to turn it on, but the battery was low.

"Damn, the battery is low," Charity said.

"I'll take them," Miami said,

"Yeah, cuz Ian realize my shit was low,"

Miami took really good pictures of all three of them, but Charity didn't really wanna do it. She only said yes because she didn't wanna look bad. The way Eisley and Duke were next to each other made her wanna jump out of her skin.

"You two are so beautiful!" Miami complimented.

"Thank you!" Eisley said. "Sometimes I have to keep these girls in check. They be getting too bold. I don't play about me and mines,"

"I know that's right,"

Charity fake smiled and continued on with her day. She chose to photoshop Kai's pictures instead and Miami took Eisley and Duke's picture for the assignment. If Charity photoshopped the pictures, she would have failed the class.

~~~~~~

Hours had went by and Eisley and Ronnie decided to hang out in the student center. This is where the cafe was, the game room, the gym and some other rooms were. They went to the second floor and sat in a lounge which was their go to location.

"Hey, girl what's up?" Eisley asked.

"Nothing, just tired. We tried to meet up with Jawan, but he seemed busy. I saw him with that Charity girl earlier, but I just left him alone,"

"I saw her today in class. She seemed...off. We took over the photography class and this girl took some photos of us and she seemed a bit irritated. Mm," Eisley shrugged her shoulders.

"I was on Instagram today, and I came across that fan page again. Seems to get popular more and more everyday," Ronnie said.

"Oh. That," Eisley rolled her eyes. "I appreciate the support, but at the same time, it's weird. He has a whole girlfriend and bitches out here making fan pages for him?"

"I get it, but think of it as a celebrity,"

"No. I just can't knowing that it's my man! I can't do that. Let me see this shit anyway,"

Ronnie showed Eisley the profile and she began to go through the feed. There were pictures set back at the way from freshman year of college. Eisley does know about the account and gets irritated every time it is bought up.

"Almost 500k followers? This is insane. The fact that he's even liking this is crazy. Well, he can like them, but as long as he ain't interacting then I'm fine. But as for me? It's just a little weird that a bitch is that obsessed with my boyfriend. I wonder who this chick is anyway,"

"I don't know, but she is in love with your Dennis!"

"Ugh! Don't say that ever again! No one should be in love with him more than I am, okay? No one. Are you running the account?"

"What?! No! Why the hell would you ask me that for?"

"Just asking,"

"Eisley, you know me better than that. I have my own man who I'm with all the time,"

"I wish homegirl had a man. Whoever this is behind this account needs a life! Anyway, what we wearing to homecoming?"

"I don't know yet, but I think I got an idea. I want something, sexy, classy, and a bit of skin showing,"

"Duke says he wants to wear Red. I just need to add some finishing touches,"

"Markus wants to where Silver for some odd reason. But regardless, imma have that shit on. Imma have my makeup artist do her thing because I always get something natural, but imma do some glam this time,"

"I am too. Duke said he's taking me to the Four Seasons afterwards. It's the perfect way to end the night off,"

"What about the after party?"

"Oh fuck. I just know he's going. Shit! That means I gotta go,"

"Me and Markus are going for a little bit too. Damn we really gone be gone all day! Gotta be at the school by 6 in the morning, practice until 8, get dressed by 9:30, be at the game by 10. Then, we gotta be cheering until the end of the game which is 11:30. Go home and get ready for hours and shit!" Ronnie explained.

"We don't perform until 10:30. Even after that, we gotta stay. After the game is over, imma be busy asf! The dance don't start until 7:00 right?"

"Yeah. Then the after party is like around 10...10:30ish,"

"Long ass day..."

#duke dennis #kai cenat #romance #jacob latimore #mystery

[rainbowrenjun]

okay i haven’t said anything on the kpopblr whitewashing discourse bc i felt like i didn’t have anything to add that wasn’t already said and also i’m white so i didn’t think my voice was really needed since people were already dealing with the situation appropriately but i figured i should clarify that i do think content creators have a responsibility to not whitewash. i'm going to leave my thoughts below bc i decided even if my voice wasn't necessarily needed, i didn't want to be silent on the issue either and let people "get away" with continuing to whitewash.

I think it can be easy to get carried away with using highlights/contrast/etc and not realize on occasion that you’ve gone too far, but once people have made you aware of the problem and you keep doing it, it’s clearly not an accident anymore. You just evidently don’t care as much about POC as you do about your aesthetic. (Which... Why does making people paler seem aesthetic to you? A question I think anyone that whitewashes consistently (or the people who defend them) should ask themselves and think about.)

I also think for newer content creators who are still trying to learn photoshop and don’t have a good grasp of the basic layers for color and light manipulation it’s more understandable that you kind of just play with the sliders and post it without really realizing that you’ve whitewashed by accident. But if you’re a big creator that gifs often who clearly has a grasp on basic photoshop mechanics you need to take responsibility and make an effort to not whitewash in the name of your aesthetic. Especially once people have made you aware of the issue, you can't claim ignorance.

I’m sure some people will see this and go “omg it’s just gifs” but I'm begging you employ critical thinking skills. Tell me if you see a pattern of people continuously making POC whiter that that isn’t capable of unduly influencing people to equate paleness with beauty/aesthetic? If you’re someone with a similar skintone to an idol/actor/etc that’s been giffed and constantly see them with the exposure cranked up to make them pale, wouldn't that mess with your head and sense of self? It seems willfully ignorant to me to claim it’s “just” gifs.

I also want to say this, if farascha (the creator who sparked this discourse) happens to see this or if someone else gets into a similar situation sees this: I also think that in this situation as a creator with a callout post going around about you, it may feel like you're being cornered and have to defend yourself. Giving the benefit of the doubt, I'm sure you don't want to think of yourself as a racist and therefore your instinct may be to insist that what you're doing is fine. But just know that I think a lot of people would forgive you and even understand if in this situation you were able to admit that you got defensive at first but recognize that you do have a problem and show growth in making an effort to not whitewash future content. The people calling you out aren't trying to attack you (though I understand why it may feel that way), they just don't want to see whitewashed content being spread around.

Also on a personal note I do make an effort to not whitewash my content, as well as unwhitewash the original content, but of course mistakes can happen so if any of my content ever looks inappropriate to you please feel free to shoot me an ask or a message so I can correct it, I would highly appreciate it!

#emily speaks #discourse //

[ghostputtyarchive]

Hi ky!! Every post you make about your OCs just makes me more excited for your story. Not even to mention your GORGEOUS portraits of your OCs. Could you maybe walk through a little bit of your editing process? Just like, in general, what you do for your portraits? Also, how long does it take you to do one of those portraits? (like the ones for your covens.) If you don't want to/don't have time to, that's a-okay!! I just thought I'd ask, since I very much admire your portrait editing!! <3 (also, do you take your pics in CAS or in-game?) Thanks so much, and I can't wait to read your story!! Love, Morri. <3

HI oh my gosh thank u so much ??!!! ur literally the sweetest please :,) i’ve been meaning to do an updated editing tut thing and i have some time tonight so here u go !

the main things i do are; repainting/fixing clipping, shading, highlights, extra highlights + touch ups, and hair usually in that order. it takes me between 1-3 hours for each one, depends on the complexity and what i have to fix. for the guild posts i took them in cas but either way i use srwe to get a cleaner image in game.

also i’ll link the brushes i use throughout the tut,  i use procreate but im p sure u can use the brushes in photoshop too if im not mistaken.

okay tut below the cut cause this got longer than i thought lmao

repainting/fixing clipping: so for this i usually go in w a hard airbrush (linked at bottom) and well.. repaint or i’ll cover up any clipping with hair or accessories. i also usually do this when the clothes look really pixelated, i like using the smudge tool as well. here’s some examples. i just follow what shadows n highlights are already on the sim for this and color pick from the selected area

2. shading: my general shading process is the same as this post here, especially w the areas. like i said above i usually follow what shadows reshade has already laid out for me but also i’ll add my own in where i see fit. 

the only things that have mostly changed from that post are; 1. i use a diff brush which i’ll link at the end, and 2. i use this color (hex code: e88d6f) on a multiply layer, gaussian blur 1-10% and layer opacity between 50-80%. just depends on what looks best to me. (oh also i shade clothes w a color pick on a multiply layer now instead of w black)

3. highlights: also pretty similar as above, i use an overlay layer, this color (hex code: ffded2) gaussian blur it, and set the opacity between 40-80%. again just depends on what looks nice. i also add a lil glow to the eyes on this layer w that color as well, makes them pop a bit.

4. extra highlights: so this one ur gonna want the highlights brush from this brush pack here (hair pack). it’s rlly snazzy, i use it on the nose, jawline, and eyes (examples below) usually using the same color as above for highlights or i’ll color pick from the sim. i set this layer to an add (linear dodge if ur in ps) layer, opacity varies, if it’s too bright i’ll just turn it down until it’s not lmao.

5. hair: oh boy. okay ur gonna want that brush pack from above, this thing actually saved my life w hair. i duplicate my base sim layer and alpha lock it. from there i’ll use the soft hair brush from that pack both as a regular brush and a smudge brush. my best advice here is to color pick when painting and follow the direction the hair goes. i’ll add a time-lapse below because i feel like showing is better than anything. i also use that highlights brush from the hair pack and add some lil stray strands. i can't tell u how many times i redo the hair, it can get annoying sometimes but just take ur time !!

last bonus tip is to have fun with it !! ur making art and it’s the process that makes it exciting, i like to always try something new when making an edit. i see it like painting (which it is actually now that i'm thinking about it lmao) but just go nuts !! i used to super rush my stuff and i never rlly liked it so w these i took it slow and found what worked for me. 

here’s the brush i use for shading and repainting but any hard airbrush would work just fine too!

#GAH that was kinda a lot im sorry if none of that made sense LMAO #if u have anymore questions feel free to send more !! #asks #morrigan-sims #my tuts