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Just wanted to say I'm on Bluesky , maybe we'll see each other there!

Ohh, thanks for the interest in my ocs, I love them so it makes me happy to see someone being interested in them x) Okay so the guy with the long dark hair is Delbert Im still working on his design and Ive been redesigning him for 39023 times at this point.. but this is the closest thing I have to a character sheet, plus a drawing of him with a more finalized (HOPEFULLY) design:

He is 22 years old and 171 cm tall and unfortunately, all of his family members and friends are taller than him so gets teased a lot, imagine Edward Elric lol. He has a pact with the titan of time so hes able to use time based magic. I cant say too much about the story yet because I would love to do something more with it and dont wanna spoil the cool stuff but theres lots of lore lmao.. The white haired guy is Maheloas, he is 27 years old and 192 cm tall so he towers over Delbert 8") Maheloas is a cult survivor and a glass mage:

ANNE OH MY GOD

I completely forgot about this au but now I won’t be able to think of anything else holy shit Bakugou as a wedding planner and Kirishima as a best man to whosmtever is getting married? And Kirishima having to spend copious amounts of time with this hot wedding planner over there (who’s totally delusioned and not looking for love at all), and Bakugou who keeps trying to reach the groom to know about what they picked for the menu but keeps meeting this best man instead and boy is he annoying but also cute??

But also, the reverse.... Kirishima as the sparkly planner who has everything ready and Bakugou as the best man who will accept nothing but the best for his best friend and will spend 5 hours talking about napkins with the cute wedding planner because it’s essential and important and no he’s not trying to figure out if he’s taken what are you talking about

This left me so much room for interpretation and scenarios, but then I got hungry and this tiny ficlet happened. I hope it’s the sort of sap you hoped for :’D ♥

Oikawa’s got his hip propped against the kitchen island, flipping through a cooking magazine. He’s been trying to expand his repertoire, tired of cycling through the same ten dishes over and over. The radio plays quietly on the windowsill, and Oikawa hums along to the tune, his features soft and relaxed as he ponders his recipe choices.

Hajime has been standing in the door for a while now, watching with a smile on his face. He likes how the sunlight kisses Oikawa’s skin and the way it brings out the red undertones in his hair. He likes the set of his mouth, all scrunched up and lopsided as he nibbles on the inside of his cheeks, trying to make a decision. It’s cute.

Hajime walks up behind Oikawa, hands sneaking around his waist. He presses his mouth to Oikawa’s neck, leaving wet, lazy kisses in his wake.

Oikawa tenses, and for a moment he fumbles with his magazine, accidentally tearing one of the pages. “Iwa-chan!” he gasps, twisting around to face him, and Hajime would have laughed if he weren’t so surprised at the display. Oikawa’s face is beet red, from his cheeks down his neck and up to the tips of his ears. He blinks at him owlishly, one hand coming up to shield his mouth in embarrassment.

“Did I scare you?” Hajime teases. “That’s not like you.”

Oikawa mutters something unintelligible behind his hand. Hajime asks him to repeat it, giving him a playful nudge.

“I was just … Iwa-chan attacking me like this …” Oikawa trails off, face burning. Hajime thinks he can feel the heat radiating off of him. It may have to do with the fact that he’s so close, their noses only centimeters apart. Oikawa’s fingers dig into Hajime’s arms as he pulls him closer still, eyes darkening. “It’s … that was a little bit hot.”

It’s funny how things backfire sometimes. Hajime feels his own cheeks color under Oikawa’s gaze, his tongue darting out to wet his lips in a way that makes Hajime’s knees buckle. When Hajime pulls Oikawa into a kiss this time, he doesn’t jump.

  I have a dilemma

if it works best for you with your own website, rather do that! about tictail: i use it myself & don’t have premium. i got a custom storefront, it simply has storename.tictail.com instead of storename.com, i think that’s basically the only difference between premium and normal. i took it bc i can get all my payment in €, thus it’s easier for me than storenvy. also etsy requires u to pay for every listed product w/o me even selling. but yeah, do what u r comfortable with!

see, that’s the weird thing about it! That’s what I expected to happen too, I registered, did the first product, shipping etc it requires you to do when you first set up shop, right? And afterwards, when I tried getting to the custom store-front thing, I couldn’t find the setting/option/link anywhere. The storename.tictail.com thing redirected straight to the marketplace storefront, and the guides they have on their site all had buttons I didn’t see. It was very weird, so I asked support who basically said to have a custom store, I have to go premium. I’m honestly so confused - maybe I ran into a bug and an incompetent support person? Who knows :D

Thank you for your reply though! I really appreciate it :)) 

UPDATE: 

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I have a dilemma

tictail VERY recently (last month) changed their setup and put all the useful features into the paid version. they have yet to update most of their FAQs or info articles to reflect this. it’s absolutely bonkers and i can no longer recommend it v_v just make the store part of your website i reckon! most people don’t mind too much either way! (especially avoid storenvy as it will charge your CUSTOMERS random processing fees – and etsy is incredibly expensive for artists.)

Endres for Pocky Day 2019

Fic title: Somewhere Lost in the Stratosphere

*slams hands on the table* space!! angst!!! space!! angst!!! SPACE!!! ANGST!!!!

i put these two together because i’d kill for a good astronaut AU, for 70k of someone staying on earth and someone having to go Up There, and actually it makes me think of this fantastic idea my good pal @the-prophet-lemonade had a little while back in which character A has to go up in space and character B works at ground control and their messages take more and more time to reach each other as the mission goes on and there’s space, emptiness slowly tearing them apart, this sense of desperate longing for each other, and all they can do it wait. all they can do it watch as their duties pull them farther apart from each other, and they keep their eyes fixated on the sky for one, on the earth for the other, and aaahhh this concept is so full of tenderness and pain and lucy would write it much better than i do but i needed to mention it because hhh i live for it