So while my fusion reveals for my other gem AUs are usually just a single picture, I wanted to do something special for Yuri & Victor’s fusion in my Gem on Ice AU. So I made a fairly simplistic comic about their first time fusing~
The rest of the comic is under the cut, so enjoy~ ^_^
There’s a place near my school that I was oddly attracted to so I went to it and found this gate, now I’ve walked past here before and the gate door is usually almost closed but for some reason it was open this much, I took this photo because it looked cool but my phone shut off, it was at 54% so I was confused but let it stay like that for a while because I’m used to it. But I checked it after I turned on my phone and it shut off again at 47% my phone only shuts off once when it does. I decided to plug my phone in to look at the photo and when I clicked it my phone froze for a hour at the least
So for cosplay, one thing commonly used to make armor, weapons, etc. is foam sheets like these ones (usually find these at the hardware store)
or thin craft foam like these (easy to find at almost any craft store)
now i realize we talk about these a lot and that it’s pretty common knowledge to cosplayers around the world that this stuff is great but hey i figured i’d show you exactly what i’m talking about
ANYWAY here are some easy tricks that it took us a while to figure out when using foam for cosplay crafting
1) USE HEAT GUN! IT’S SUPER EFFECTIVE!
(this one here is a regular craft one but you can also buy the ones that are more industrial power tools)
these are great for working with foam for a few reasons. first, they gently melt the top layer of the foam to make it less absorbent and less textured (it melts all the little teeny bubbles in the foam, making it smooth). this is important for if you want to paint your foam and/or make it look metallic. second, it also works great for bending foam and having it keep its shape. if you run your heat gun over it for a bit and then hold it in a specific shape until it cools down it will hold the new shape but still be malleable (this works especially well with regular thin craft foam; the thicker you go the more times you have to repeat the process to get it to stick.
2) GO CRAZY WITH THE POWER TOOLS
we’ve found it SUPER useful to use our bench grinder
and a handheld dremmel tool with a sanding tip like this
these are a great way to smooth edges and shape foam. box cutters and x-acto knives tend to leave a really rough edge so to clean that up you hit it with either of these to smooth it out and shape it (**or round edges**). the dremmel also was great for helping weather things by grinding and denting it.
3) PLASTI-DIP IS BEAUTIFUL!
this stuff works great to give your foam a smooth, hard surface. it makes the foam less squishy and gives it that authentic metallic texture. AND its a great way to prime pieces for the real paint (especially if you’re using colored foam).
edit: also this plasti dip stuff helps a lot to keep your pieces more resilient. this way when your wearing/using them, and you knock into something, it wont dent as easily.
And the great thing is all of these (excluding the bench grinder and besides a dremmel works just as well it’s just smaller) can be found at a local craft or hardware store no problem so enjoy your beautiful creations :)
West African Gyal 🇳🇬…
It took me a while to be proud of where I’m from because when I first moved here to America, people always made fun of Africans for some weird reason. Not until I fully accepted myself for who i completely am before I could be proud of ME and I soon started to realize that people’s ignorance and stupidity has nothing to do with me. I started appreciating the fact that I was different and different is good, from my accent down to my culture and traditions. Today be proud of who you are and where you’re from. Dare to be different 😘
Pairing: Bucky x Reader Words: 904 Warnings: Kinda fluffy, kinda sad. Gifs: Google. A/N: Oh man, I just got really sad thinking about Bucky having nightmares for some reason. But yeah, not my best.
Your eyes fluttered open slowly when you heard a noise that sounded very far away. Still half asleep, it took a few seconds for you to realize what it was, but when you did, you knew exactly what was happening.
It was a mix of grunts and the plates on Bucky’s metal arm gripping the sheets while a faint “no, stop!” escaped from his lips. His face was covered in a thin layer of sweat and his eyes were tightly shut. Another nightmare.
Context and some prior funny shenanigans: Okay quick backstory here. The session before this one my character, a female rogue/monk half-elf former pirate, got into an argument with another player character, a male Gargoyle rogue, while the rest of the party was knocked unconscious after a brutal fight. Long story short, he stabbed my character, took away my remaining hit points and then stabilized me. While I was unconscious due to personal character story reasons my race changed to that of a homebrewed Shadar-Kai. When my character awoke in the inn we had been staying at to of all people the Gargoyle that had stabbed her she was rather pissed and not just because she had inherited stronger emotions after her race change. She punched him and then beat up on him rather comically after he told her of her apparent race change, which she was not too happy about and blamed him for. She chased him down the hall and he tried to throw a piece of beef jerky at her only for her to catch it with her deflect missiles monk feature and throw it back at him, dealing some alright damage for a piece of dry meat. Anyway, later on in the day with my character still pissed off at the Gargoyle we infiltrate this adventurer guild, who we are a good 80 percent sure are secretly a criminal organisation, this exchange takes place while searching a bedroom, from which window we snuck in.
Me (OC): I search the draw.
DM: You find nothing but female panties and other undergarments.
Me (OC): Well that tells us what gender the person that owns this room is… I go over to the desk and start searching that.
Gargoyle (OC): I want to lockpick this chest at the foot of the bed. (He Rolls well enough to open it with ease.)
DM:… you find what appears to be the woman’s ‘magic wand’, magically enchanted to vibrate, you all what this is (Out of character at least).
Gargoyle (OC): Oh shit I just realized that my character would have no idea what this is.
Gargoyle: Hey Mara (My character’s name)… you know what this is? (He holds up the ‘magic wand’)
Me: (Smirks devilishly both in and out of character as my character is female and has hinted she has experience with things like this before.) Oh… holy shit! That’s a powerful magical artifact Mason (The Gargoyle).
Gargoyle Rogue: Really? What is it?
Me: A wand of… Earthquakes. Very powerful magic there.
Gargoyle: Cool. I should try it out right now.
Me: No don’t. Because we’re trying to be stealthy remember? And um… it only has one charge. So save it for when we really need it, okay?
Gargoyle: Sounds good.
Whole Party: Break out Laughing including the DM, the Gargoyle player and I.
DM (OC): Wand of Earthquakes… classic.
Gargoyle (OC): That is going to fuck us so royally. We’re going to be fighting an arch lich or something and Mason is going to pull out a bloody vibrater to fend it off only for it to shake in his hands.
Me (OC): I had to. Mara needed her revenge.
Gargoyle (OC): So we even?
Me (OC): Out of character? I never blamed you from the start. In character? Well it will take more than just a minor prank for Mara to forgive Mason. He literally stabbed her and she is still actively blaming him for her race change.
This is a huge list. Like wow. This took a while. Anyway, these are all really amazing fanfics, and y’all should check them out. As you may be able to tell, once I find an author I like, I tend to read everything they wrote. Also, I know that a lot of these are present on other rec lists, but that’s because they’re just that awesome so I had to include them. I know that lots of these are available on both AO3 and FFN, but I just linked them to whichever site I read it on first. This list will be updated as I find new fics, cause there are just so many wonderful fics and authors for this pairing.
These are all AU for some reason. I did not intend for this to happen but whatever. Less tagging for me.
Vampire!Eren and werewolf!Levi. LOADS of errors and weird confusing dialogue where the person’s reaction to a sentence is right next to the sentence so it looks like that character said the sentence but they didn’t. You’ll see what I mean. Very sweet college AU anyway.
Summary: Yay, it’s the third installment of the sex games series! this one is called ‘x marks the spot’. kind of like “guess that number”, but with a certain spot on your body. Player 1 thinks of one particular spot on their body, and player 2 has to kiss any and everywhere until they guess correctly.
Pairing: Cas x reader (obviously)
Word Count: 2.3k
Warnings: smutty smut, language
A/N: I didn’t proofread this one so pls ignore any mistakes, I’ll go back tomorrow and fix them :-)
These moths. I designed them myself. They only took me a few weeks to make, but the reason I choose them as the most challenging, is that every single time I try to recreate these, or draft a pattern, I am stumped. I have no idea what sort of creative juices were flowing, but I kick myself everyday for not taking notes while making these. I really, really wish I could recreate them. Maybe some day when I find the time, I will master these little bugs.
and I really wanted to share it. I hope someone will enjoy it!
(NOTE: This is set right after the ending of episode 8)
Yuri had thrown himself on the bed in his and Victors hotelroom. His thoughts were going rampage in his mind and a empty, helpless feeling was rappidly taking over his body, spreading to every corner. Victor had stayed back to talk details with Yakov, after it had been decided that he should coach Yuri for a single day while Victor went back to Japan to take care of Makkachin. Yuri was tired; exhausted to be exact. These competitions took at lot out of him, both physically and mentally. Of course it helped having his boyfriend/coach by his side, but tomorrow would be different and right at this moment it didn’t feel like it was going to be okay. Yuri felt a sharp, stingy pain in his throat, pressing hard as if to squeeze out his tears. He definitely felt like crying, but for some reason he decided that he wasn’t going to “I need to be the strong one this time, for both of us.” Yuri whispered to himself. Victor had always been this strong, independent person, who also seemed to have enough strength for the both of them. It had inspired Yuri many times, but it wasn’t until this moment he realized that he could be just as strong and independent. Or could he? Thoughts kept fluttering around his brain like this for a while; suddenly his eyelids felt heavy and he couldn’t keep them open anymore. Yuris brows were still tense as he slowly, but surely dosed of into a light sleep.
Victor was finally done talking things over with Yakov and he felt like everything was under control. Now he was rushing towards his room; he needed to get packed quickly so he could catch his plane in time. He opened the door to the hotelroom and when he saw his boyfriend sleeping soundly on their bed, he smiled and closed the door carefully behind him. He walked over to look at the dark haired boy for a moment, before being sucked back to reality. He started packing his stuff down as quietly as he possibly could, stopping once in a while to gaze at Yuri. Once he was done and ready to leave, he sat down on the bed where Yuri was sleeping. Victor sighed, trying desperately to ignore the pain in his chest. He gently stroked his boyfriends hair and watched as he slowly woke up from what appeared to be a dreamless sleep. Yuri looked dazed and confused, being woken up after getting not nearly close to the amount of sleep he needed. “Sorry to wake you, but I could never leave without saying goodbye,” Victor whispered, still stroking Yuris hair gently. The boys eyes opened wider, almost panicky. Obviously he hadn’t planned to fall asleep and also he was not ready to say goodbye yet. “Shh,” Victor comforted. “I already packed my stuff and I have to leave in just a moment to catch my flight,” Yuri sat up in the bed, fast like a spring. “W-wait, let me take you to the airport to see you off! I-I can…” His words were cut off by Victors soft lips on his. There was nothing in the entire world that could compare to this feeling. The silver haired man pulled away; not much, but enough to look into Yuris eyes. “Yuri, that’s so sweet, but you should stay here and get some rest; you need it. I’ll be fine going by myself,” he assured in a calm and loving tone. Yuri knew his boyfriend was right, but that didn’t change the uneasy feeling in his stomach. He nodded and tried to put on a somewhat convincing smile. Overwhelmed with what felt like seperation anxiety he wrapped his arms around Victors neck and kissed him again; he kissed him as if his life depended on it and Victor didn’t mind at all. They both got lost in each others soft, loving kisses, which slowly turned more intense, more desperate. A sound brought them both back to real life; the alarm on Victors phone. He took his phone from his pocket and turned of the alarm. He turned his blue eyes towards Yuri, with a look on his face that the boy had seen many times before. “I love you,” the man said, no hesitation. Yuri felt a tingly sensation in his stomach; he kinda knew already, but they’d never actually said it out loud before. He wrapped his arms around Victor once again and burried his face in his shoulder in an attempt at hiding his flushed cheeks. “I love you too,” Yuri replied, voice muffled. Victor gently pushed his boyfriend back, placed two fingers under his chin and kissed him one last time before he got up.
“Don’t worry about tomorrow,” Victor said as he walked towards the door. “I won’t,” Yuri replied in a convincing tone, keeping it together as good as he possibly could. The silver haired man opened the door and turned around to look back at Yuri. He smiled, almost grinned. “I won’t be long, I promise,” he said and winked. The boy smiled back and lifted a hand to wave goodbye, not sure what to reply. The door closes; Victor is gone. Yuri knew he said he needed to be strong this time, but nothing could prevent the tears from pouring out now. He laid himself back on the bed, crying in silence, waiting for another dreamless sleep to arrive.
As Victor walked down the hall towards the elevator, a single tear ran down his cheek. He quickly dried it away with the back of his hand. “See you soon, Yuri,” he whispered.
Summary: With too much happening in the peculiar world for you to abandon your newfound family, you decide to stay in the loop and help fight. Everyone is thrilled with your decision except Enoch and you can’t figure out why until he confesses something for you that you never even knew he had: feelings.
You took a deep breath and closed your eyes, listing the pros and cons of staying in the loop in your mind. Miss Peregrine and the others were patiently awaiting your decision and while it was easy for your brother Jacob, it was a lot harder for you for some reason.
On one hand you could also see the hollows, a gift that seemed to run in the family, a gift that was vital for the other peculiars in this war. On the other hand, however, you would be leaving behind so much in the present.
You weren’t like Jacob and you had people you cared about on the outside so much that leaving them forever seemed out of reach. A light knock on the door momentarily relieved you of your thoughts.
“Miss Peregrine and the others are waiting downstairs whenever you’re ready.” Emma said and disappeared down the stairs to join them. Taking one last look at yourself in the mirror, you left Emma’s bedroom and made your way downstairs.
All eyes turned to you and chatter died down as you entered the kitchen. “(Y/N), there is a war coming that we will have to prepare for and we need to know where you stand.” Miss Peregrine stated.
“I’ve decided to stay and help fight.” you said, your voice coming out a lot stronger than you expected. Jacob and Emma smiled at you and the younger children rejoiced. “That’s wonderful.” Miss Peregrine cooed.
Everyone seemed thrilled to hear you were staying. Well, almost everyone. As soon as you had delivered your news Enoch headed up to his room with a loud sigh. You didn’t understand why he was upset but you thought you’d find out.
You had never been one for confrontation but Enoch’s attitude had been a constant problem for you lately. He was meaner than usual, always ready to tell you what you were doing wrong and sure to notice your mistakes.
“Enoch, I’m coming in and there’s nothing you can say to stop me.” you said firmly, opening his door and waltzing right in. He said nothing, just looked over at you. “Listen, I know that you hate me but I don’t know why. I haven’t done anything to you! I thought that we could be friends but I guess I was wrong.”
“Hate you?” he asked, concern heavy in his tone. “I don’t hate you, (Y/N), I envy you.” he admitted. “Envy me?” you asked, not buying it. “Yes, envy you. You have a life outside of this loop. You have a family and friends, you’re not stuck here like the rest of us but you’re willing to give it all up.” he said.
“I’m not giving it up, I’m staying to fight.” you said, getting angry with him. “You don’t understand what it’s like to want to help people…To care about people.” you added.
“I do.” he defended but you continued. “No you really don’t. You-” “I love you.” he interrupted, leaving you speechless. “And I don’t want to see you get hurt because of us…because of me.”
“Enoch, I…” you were suddenly at a loss for words which was unlike you. “I didn’t know.” you finally said. “Well you never asked.” he smiled. “I love you too. And everything will be alright if we have each other.”
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep.” Enoch said, going back to his original self. “Oh shhh.” you said and pulled him closer to you, placing a soft kiss on his cheek.
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Can you do headcanons for how the rev set (plus Aaron) propose to you?
you bet ! i love proposals soooo,, let me know if this is what you wanted!
i’m sorry i took so long answering this one,, i was thinking about it and answering other stuff!
alex does it in a very,,, wordy way
it’s just in his nature to have a lot to say,, so the way he conveys his feelings,, may or may not be a couple pages??
if you wrote it on paper
so after he finally gets the ring, he takes you to the park,,
his reason being, he loved the way you could actually see some stars at night,,
and the fact that the sunset looked beautiful from there
and while you’re just talking as the sun sets
about anything and everything really;; the way the park looks, about his newest projects, how you feel about kids and puppies
he suddenly says, “i wanna marry you,”
he does it in the coolest way possible,, but as soon as he pulls out the ring,, he loses any cool he has
“i just think you’re the most beautiful woman i’ve ever seen; your eyes light up the night, your smile is brighter than the sun, you have the cutest mannerisms and i just,, i really love you. i love the way you talk, the way you smell, the way you walk,, and most of all, i’d love to see the way you walked down the aisle in a wedding dress, walking to me and,,,”
you have to stop him by saying yes and kissing him,
lord knows he would’ve kept going..
john’s idea of a perfect proposal was at the carnival
although he’s been fumbling with the box all day in his pocket,, he’s glad to see you were so happy to be at the carnival
which only came around every once in a while
his nerves sort of dissipate once you get to the ride that he wants to ask you on
he’s kinda scared of heights,, and since it’s a ferris wheel,, well,,, you know
once you’re on there, he grips your hand and just lets you lean against his shoulder as the cart goes up
he’s actually kinda freaking out, but once he feels you grip his had a little,, he’s okay
for just a moment,, as customary, the ferris wheel stops and you can see the rest of the area
he of course brings you closer by wrapping his arm around your shoulder
“you know,,” he comments after a small moment of silence, “as beautiful as this is,, you’re definitely the beautiful-est thing i’ve ever seen,,”
when he says it, he’s looking down,, so your eyes follow and you see him staring at a diamond engagement ring
he’s smiling so big as he asks you if you’d marry him,, and once you say yes through your tears,, he gets so bubbly
like, he’s actually bouncing in his seat and smiling so wide his cheeks hurt
he’s also peppering your face and head with kisses so much that you don’t even notice the ferris wheel moving again
once you get off,, he just lifts you off the ground in the biggest hug he can manage,,,
he’s adorable,, and so so happy
hercules mulligan chooses to not propose with a ring,, but a dress
he spends a few weeks making this white dress
of which you can’t see until he’s close to finishing because reasons
when he finally lets you into see it, he asks your opinions on it,,
“i mean, i’d wear it,, but it is a wedding dress,,”
he then nods and smiles extremely widely, “i know. that’s why i’m asking.”
his hope that you catch on is soon replaced with joy because you caught on
the stare you’re giving him is something he really wishes he could get on camera
it’s goddamn priceless
you then ask if this is what you think it is,, and he nods
you whispered yes and he just immediately went for it
he gripped your hips and pulled you as close as possible,,
his kiss took every bit of your breath away,, and you had to remind yourself to breathe because damn
then he picks you up bridal style and carries you to the bedroom,,
the entire time he’s laughing and smiling
that adorable gap is being shown off proudly by the big man
he really couldn’t believe you let him propose with a dress but
you did and my god he’s grateful
laf decides to take it traditionally
which of course means taking you back to,, you guessed it,, france
he didn’t want to do it in paris,, “too cliché” as he dubbed it,,
so he took you to the house he inherited from his family out in the country
the sight was beautiful,, with all the rolling hills and such
and he waits a few days,, taking you out about town and showing you all the nice things in france
and then,, while you’re standing in the town square,, he drops down to one knee,,
when he pulls out the ring,, he doesn’t speak for a minute,,
he’s literally in tears and he doesn’t know why?? but
when you start crying too,, he feels validated in a sense
at least he doesn’t look like a baby
so he says all of these things in french,,
half of which you understand and half of which you don’t,,
then asks, “will you be mine for eternity?”
you only nod because words are difficult right now
then he slips the ring on your finger and pulls you in for a,, well,, deep kiss
it’s so passionate and loving,, my god it almost hurts
everyone that witnessed it starts clapping,,
then laf is laughing
and you’re laughing,,
and people are congratulating you two
you tell laf,, basically, that as thankful as you were for being able to be engaged,,
you hate crowds
he only kisses you and takes you back home,, all the while the two of you are smiling softly and constantly sharing soft kisses
aaron actually,, well,, he tried
he got dressed up,, real fancy
even had the ring tucked in his pocket
took you to a nice restaurant and made sure everything went right
but then,, he got,,
he got nervous,,
he thought you would reject him and walk out
or maybe you would tell him that the relationship wasn’t working anymore
or maybe you would just throw your food in his face
the possible outcomes were endless
so he just stuck the nice meal, paid for dinner,, and you went home
later that night, though,, he finally mustered up the courage
it was when you were lying in bed
the television was on, playing some show aaron couldn’t focus on because his heart was racing and his fingers were brushing over the velvet of the ring box underneath the covers
you were on his chest,, a smile on your face and your fingers tracing mindless patterns across his ribs
clearing his throat, he drug the ring box up his side,,
it was kind of a shock to his system,, letting him know that this was real, and it was happening
with everything he had in him, he whispered, “will you marry me?”
he literally could not get anything else out
the poor guy was so nervous he was practically shaking as he displayed the ring
he almost forgot to open the ring box
his eyes were scanning your face, searching for any reaction because,, my god,, he was terrified
you rose up and looked at the ring, then back at aaron, and whispered, “yes,”
you knew he was nervous
that’s why he didn’t give you a monologue
and that’s why he could only smile when he started slipping the ring out of the box
he dropped it because he was shaking so bad,, which emitted a giggle from you
once he slipped it on your finger, he started crying
fear had gripped his heart that much
“oh my god,” and then “beat that alexander”
you were laughing hysterically at that point, burying your face in his chest and sniffling because you too were crying