Samples of my new Sandsurge adoptable base, with a video of some premade background options to choose from (the gif was much too chunky for Tumblr, rip.)
Fun fact: right after I finished the background set, the last and possibly most taxing stage of the project, I did my usual backup and...accidentally copied the several-days-old backup over the final psd TT__TT Imagine the feeling when I woke up the next day, ready and eager to start assembling the display file with what should've been 11 nice and freshly-finished backgrounds, only to find 4 of them nowhere in sight XD Gone forever! So Earth, Wind, Nature, and Shadow are technically version 2s hahaha. Thankfully the second go went much faster.
These will be available for order at my adoptable shop starting Wednesday February 4th, alongside new Thorntail and Undertide bases. Go check it out!
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//One of my first fanarts from 2015 - the year I started my blogs on tumblr. Vampire Daniel at the Night Island with his fave lava lamps reading and bookmarking The Vampire Armand. Ribbons of blood connecting his heart to the elder vampires, his maker and Marius (their colours). Ikon/cute style I guess.
Whiskey, Leather, and A Whole Lotta Secrets - Introduction: Family’s All That Matters
Summary: After joining the Sons of Anarchy, Y/N Morrow finds herself falling helmet over boots for Chibs or Filip Telford, but what happens when she finds herself running against the clock to try and keep him and the rest of the club out of harms way by putting herself in its path..?
Pairing/Fandom: Chibs x reader; Y/N Morrow - Fandom: SOA (Sons Of Anarchy)
Warnings: Cursing, mentions of sexual frustration, Scottish Gaelic speech,
Notes: The reader is only a year younger than Jax – 29 – and for the sake of the fic we’re just going to make Chibs 35. Warnings will vary depending on the content of the chapter.
For the Intro, the normal text will be present, and italicized will be past.
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If you would’ve told me that I would be working at a mechanic shop, diddling with motorcycles, and hauling cars with a tow-truck by day – I would’ve thought you were crazy. But if you would’ve told me that that was only my day job.. I would’ve thought you were too smart for your own good.
You see, I was never supposed to know about Samcro, or the club – it just wasn’t supposed to happen, but it did and the only reason why is when your father comes stumbling into your home with blood practically gushing from his stomach and shoulder – you start to question things.
I remember it easily – the first time I ever went to the clubhouse. The smell of whiskey and leather littered the wood and furniture, hell, without those scents you probably could’ve easily smelled all of the sex instead..
“So, this is your “night job”?” I glanced over to my father, Clarence “Clay” Morrow, as he chuckled and nodded with a slight smile. Turning my attention away from him, I glanced around the area to see that it wasn’t as bad as the smells.
“Yeah, well, wanna sue me for bringing in more money?” He laughed as I rolled my e/c eyes, moving back around the small bar as I brushed my fingertips against the smooth bottles of whiskey, tequila, and other weird looking drinks.
“Did.. Did mom ever know?” I whispered as I turned my head towards him, dropping my hand from the glasses as he smiled sadly as he shook his head, moving to sit down at the bar as I moved to where I stood in front of him; leaning against the sturdy dark wood.
“She knew of it but that doesn’t mean she liked it.. I remember she made me promise that I would try to keep you away from it-“ he started to say as I shook my head, giving a scoff as I sighed.
“She had no say with it, dad.. Plus shit like this.. You can’t keep that away for long.” I shook my head as I straightened my back as my father frowned, only to nod as he sighed and grabbed the bottle that sat a few inches away.
“Well, it’s not you plan on joining..” He laughed to himself as I stopped from moving around the bar, turning to look at him as he downed some of the bottle before stopping and looking at me with an arched brow.
“What?”
“I could though.” I grinned as I glanced up at my father as he choked on the alcohol that was left in his mouth as he slammed it against the counter, causing my grin to fall.
“Are you insane?! Your mother-“
“Is dead, dad! You’re the only family I’ve got left.. Do you really want me to leave again that badly?” I laughed with a scoff as my father groaned, rubbing a frustrated hand over his face as I stared at him with a slight hurt expression.
“Baby girl, you’ve worked so hard to get this far with college – you can’t just stop going.” My dad sighed as I furrowed my brows, moving around the bar as I sat in the barstool next to him as he turned towards me with a fatherly expression.
“Dad, I’ve already got two years done – what would a small break hurt?” I grinned as he looked at me with a frown as I grinned more, trying to show how serious I really was. Dad sighed heavily through his nose as he cleared his throat; a sign showing that he didn’t really want to say yes, but I’m a princess.
“Fine.. But you’re going to have to learn how to ride, how to shoot, how to protect yourself –“ dad started to rant off a list as I leaned forward, pressing my lips against his pepper styled scruff thus causing him to stop with a small sigh.
“I will, daddy.. Plus you get those few years back, right?” I smiled with a laugh as he shook his head, wrapping his free arm around my shoulders as he pressed his lips to my hair causing me to smile more as I wrapped an arm around his back.
“Right... Come on, I guess I’ve got to show the princess around, right?” He laughed as he placed the bottle of whiskey back on the bar, leaving it open as we climbed off the barstools and started to walk around the building once again.
Back then, I was a biker “club” virgin. A young 23-year-old girl who was fresh out of her second year of college for nursing, but now..? I’m a biker club princess. A tough 29-year-old woman who would rather be fixing bikes, making guns, and cleaning off the sweet little streets of Charming, California with her family by her side.
But.. Earning respect from the rest of the clubs’ members was tougher than most of you think – especially when the particular one that you didn’t get along with, is the one who you would, later on, end up wanting to die for them…
“Y/n! ye dunderheided croweater!” The thick Scottish accent rang through the shop causing everyone to stop what they were doing and look up to see the one and only, Filip “Chibs” Telford, or The Scotsman.
“What are you going on about, you bastard!” I shouted over the roar of bikers pulling into the lot as Chibs crossed the shop to get closer, holding up his biker helmet before dumping it out. A small thing of glitter dumped from it as he bent down, shaking his head lightly as glitter seemed to explode from the mans’ long pepper styled hair.
“This is pumpin' ridiculous! This is aff tae tak' days tae wash oot, ye hurdie!” Chibs shouted as I pinched my lips together, trying to not allow myself to break out into a fit of laughter but as soon as I looked up to see a small thing of glitter slip out of his hair – I lost it.
“Ho.. Ho.. Holy shit! Ahaha – oh my god!” I shouted as the engines outside grew quieter, footsteps coming closer as they stopped as Chibs moved closer, trying to dump the glitter on me yet I was too quick.
“What the hell is-“ Jackson “Jax” Teller, my step-brother, stopped with his shouting as he watched with a slowly forming grin as I met his bright blue eyes as I wiped away a tear, dodging Chibs once again as everyone else appeared outside the garage.
“Yer sister is aff tae be guid as deid, wance ah git ahold o' her!” Chibs shouted as I ran towards Jax hiding behind him as Chibs stomped over just as Tig and Juice came walking over.
“What the hell is all the yelling about?!” Tig growled until he looked up at the practically steaming Scott before bursting into laughter – Juice, and Jax quickly following as I moved the other two bikers in front of me.
“What the hell did you do, Y/N?” Juice asked through a fit of laughter and acting as if he wiped a tear from his eye before meeting the disapproving look from Chibs.
“Th' hurdie pat glitter jobby in mah helmet! “ Chibs growled as I laughed once again, as Tig and Jax moved to look at me with arched brows as I grinned innocently.
“What?! He was being an asshole earlier, so I decided to get back at him – hey, just be happy that I didn’t key Steed or something more devilish.” I spat slightly as I moved from behind my brother and Tig, who rolled their eyes before stepping back allowing more room for Chibs.
“If ye would've dane that - ye wouldn't be standing 'ere richt noo,” Chibs growled lowly as I took a step closer becoming toe-to-toe with him as I puffed out my chest, pressing it lightly against his as he narrowed his dark eyes at me.
“Then, where would I be, asshole,” I growled back as I felt the need to display that I wasn’t going to take shit from nobody – I’m the damn princess, after all..! Chibs leaned down to where his lips practically grazed my ear before he whispered in that stupidly charming, deep Scottish accent of his.
“Ye wid be begging me tae halt..”
I swallowed thickly as I cleared my throat before answering with a shaking voice, “to stop what..?”
“Making ye squirm beneath me.” I gasped slightly as I took a step back, licking my lips unconsciously as I cleared my throat as I glanced back at my elder brother and two close friends who were caught up in their own conversations.
“Who said anything about asking you to stop, asshole..?” I grinned as he shot up his brows before staring at me with darkening eyes. I couldn’t help but smirk before moving away and sashaying back towards the garage, calling over my shoulder to the handsome tease.
“I’ll be in here tuning up, Killer, if you need me, Scotty..” I sent a small wink before turning back around and grinning to myself as I went to work on my own motor, Killer.
And who would’ve thought that the man who sexually frustrated me, and made me want to rip my hair out with our arguing.. Would soon turn into the man I treasured more than my own life… Along with him bringing more excitement into our little biker lives...
I had a lot of fun being part of the NPC Mini Bang event over at xivnpcbang.bsky.social the past few months, during which I got to draw this huge mural/comic of one of my favorite FFXIV characters, based on a story by @quillofevernight ! <3
Big thanks and kudos to the mods running the event and everyone who participated, this was a lot of fun (and now that I'm done, it's time to go catch up on all the art and fics 👀✨)
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