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night-market-if · 2 years ago

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I did have a suss moment when Milo said he will find a way to save the MC, because why would he need to save them from a fever?? Are they dying??? But since we don't have the option to question him for that, I just completely forgot about it until chapter 11 with the "Am I dying?" option gave me a whiplash 🤡

Like, hiding about being the gate keeper is one thing, but hiding about being the key component to MC's life threatening condition is a whole new level all together.

But then does the Night Market have their own memories? Not just seeing other people's stories but something that reserved to themself. Because it would be really sad if the entire time they're searching for something that doesn't exist. But then again you did mention the quill has it meaning so they most definitely do right? Right?

And what you said about Mal being on the MC's side right away and tried to be as transparent as possible to the Night Market in the way he couldn't be to his friends and family (and the way a certain someone couldn't be with the Night Market as well it seems 👀)? Well guess what I'm on his side instantly as well. Not to steal him away from Hazel but Mal bonding times please 🤲?

While at it, I think back to MC's talk with Basalt about how their name is translated to born through a tear and lost in memories that not their (which obviously meant they do have their own haha why would I even doubt that silly me). At first I thought it was biological kind of tears, which, sounds pretty I guess, but I understand nothing lol. But after the revelation I feel silly for not connecting it right away to the conversation with Belladonna about how the Night Market is thinning and might tear up because seriously, it only a couple pages away I'm terrible at this. But then again, that means the Night Market is already torn and I'm even more upset at Milo and his attempt to drive MC away from the truth since they're literally right there already.

And man, I'm definitely ranting but I absolutely love all the details you put in, like how Milo appeared instantly when MC had a stroke the first time but was nowhere to be found when they collapsed after meeting Baron of the Mist because Belladonna was already a Baron then so he couldn't be there even if he wanted to (or maybe he was busy doing something shady instead but imma think you're brilliant anyway ♥️)

For the memory's situation with MC. That is going to be explored more in the next book. I think that it can get philosophical really quick and there is room for interpretation. But, I kind of view everything that is going on in the Night Market, as their memories. Hence why they could see certain things that had happened to the RO's but they were not privy to their feelings. It would be like having a memory of someone at the grocery store. It's not going to be something that innately gets brought up but if the right thing can job that memory, it will be there. That's why Mal kind of took MC on a dream walk for some of that. And then you stumbled into a memory he didn't mean to (his fight with drunk Milo).

Now, that all being said, I think there are memories and moments for MC that are more "theirs" than simply viewing someone elses actions. I think those ones, however, are much more based on when they wanted to affect something. I think the NM tries to stay out of meddling but at the same time, has a big heart and can't help but meddle at times.

All of this is going to be a big topic in book 2, however and I think there will be a lot of exploration and development there.

Also, good catch on the Milo not being there when Bella became a Baron. :)

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jerkfacepink · 10 months ago

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Periodically this posts nukes my notifs and I wonder if giving additional info would even be worth it, but I figure it doesn’t hurt to add, I’m not forcing anyone to read it. Maybe archivists will like it. The way things for the web were built are done differently due to the changes in technical limitations— details nobody would realize unless you were from that time. But, maybe fan motivations could be similar? Hah, idk. It was normal for anime fandom online to go to a lot of trouble for our content— as my best friend puts it, “We all fucking walked 15 miles uphill in the snow for anime fandom, that was standard!” and a lot of people who have been online as anime fans since the 90s know each other or at least know each others’ work. (Hey everyone— I’m PIMoSDL from the Ranma ML. Anyone still alive? Hahaha.)

This gif was inspired by an even older dancing Lum gif (transparent background, Lum facing forward, the dance from the Lum’s Love Song ending from Urusei Yatsura, I can’t seem to find that gif anywhere and have no idea who made it), which was on a buddy’s Ranma site that’s long gone. As a new webmaster I wanted an animated gif on my anime site too, because animated gifs were cutting edge, but it HAD to be one I made myself! From OUR fandom! It HAD to have a transparent background because that was more immersive, and I wanted everything on my anime site to be content I produced (it was the first English Ranma and Akane shipper shrine ever; even back then my first foray was into fandom because of ship wars, hahaha. I had a whole fucking career as a web designer because I shipped Ranma and Akane.)

I had to jam the card onto the motherboard with my foot (don’t do this) because it was too hard for me to push in. My boyfriend (who bought me the card after I asked how to get screencaps onto a computer “like those college kids do”) bought it at a computer show; we were still mostly limited to local options for many specialty purchases. Also, I married that guy and we have two kids now ��

The first adapter (A/V adapter) didn’t work, so he brought me a coax adapter (hence— static on the screen caps)

You could not just hit “print screen” to get screenshots of video back then. I had to export screen caps from the capture software and use the pause on my VCR if I wanted specific frames. I was lucky enough to have a frame-by-frame feature on my VCR but it left even more lines and static on the frames compared to just playing video and hitting the “capture” button in my software. There was no choice but to redraw everything.

The version of Photoshop that I had was 4.0. It didn’t even have a tool to make rounded corners or rounded corner vector paths, so it sure as hell didn’t have an animation panel/animated gif export 😆

The frames were made in Paint Shop Pro. It was saved to .gif in a separate program (forgot which) where I had to manually enter the hex values for the color palette because I didn’t understand why t f it was messing around with my colors and adding “dots.” I freaked out a bit and had to manually fix all the “dots” that were added from dithering

This was my first gif. I tried my best to make it as small as I knew how to (which was already a relevant professional skill back then, since most people downloaded graphics over a 14.4 modem; 14kb a second. A web page that took up 1mb was about the most you wanted to make— I was working as a fledgling web dev after school for a local company and was learning all this stuff at the time, using my Ranma site as a test grounds for any new tech I was learning. The site’s still up and the last time I edited it was when frames were still in vogue, it’s been a minute lol)

This gif helped make, and outlived, my entire career as a web designer. Companies always change their web presence, so it’s survived past anything I ever made professionally, and it’s loved more than any stupid corporate junk I made, hahaha

THANK YOU BING IMAGE SEARCH. Thought I lost this! 8D

I made this in 1996. To make it back then was a million times harder than it would have been today: screen capped each frame in the loop by hooking up my VCR to my TV capture card (it was this external monstrosity with a separate power cord XD). The screen caps had bad color, were blurry, and full of static so I redrew each frame pixel by pixel with a mouse (wasn’t so good at image editing programs back then). XD;;

Of course, it got lost over time because I made that thing like 203498203489 computers ago, so I’m glad people jacked it from my site back in the day. XD

#my gifs #ranma 1/2 #ranma ½ #akane tendo #diary

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sweetest-honeybee · 3 years ago

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Re-upload bc I didn’t put the links :’D

Finished this batch of striders and yes. I put a big ugly watermark on them bc I really need to start doing that more often XD

Same rules as always:

DM to claim

Payment via PayPal

I need your email! I’ll send the original unwatermarked version that way

Email doesn’t send transparent images so if you have Discord, I can send the transparent version that way. If not, we can take a gamble and see if Tumblr will let you download a transparent image from DMs lol

Also in the case that I get busy and can’t keep an eye on DMs for a hot minute and more than one person claims the same adopts, the person lowest on my DM list will receive the adopt bc they asked first. Otherwise, I generally keep a good eye on em

Edit: I KNEW I FORGOT SOMETHING. Can’t put the dang status to save my life apparently XD

Warped: CLOSED

Crimson: CLOSED

Soulsand: CLOSED

Basalt: CLOSED

Bastion/Gilded Blackstone: CLOSED

Don’t want these? I have adopts open on the following posts:

Mooshrooms

Random Set

Warped Stem Set

Reblogs are always appreciated :)

#my art #minecraft #minecraft mobs #strider #adoptables #adoptable #mineblr

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deathsbestgirl · 2 years ago

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war of the coprophages is actually *hilarious* i kind of love episodes where they’re in two different places and all they do is talk on the phone, whether necessary or not.

like mulder stumbles onto a strange case and he has to call scully to let her know & see what she thinks. he asks her to come up but she finds a plausible scientific/medical explanation for the roach related deaths. so he tells her not to come. but he calls again. she offers to come up, but he says no again because she’s probably right with her second theory for the most recent death (and like this one actually seems spot on — is ekmon’s real because damn).

and as the episode goes on, he calls her & calls her until she finally shows up. honestly because she seems *jealous*

it’s actually hilarious because she’s right this time but it’s also so fucking bizarre 😂

and the time when he’s trespassing on government property because they’re doing agricultural experiments in the area and she tries so desperately to get her words out fast enough to stop him. but she’s too late and he’s already doing it. so she sighs but then she’s just like ‘so what’s happening what do you see?’ because she secretly LOVES IT. and she becomes irrationally worried about the cockroaches he’s encountering.

honestly hilarious.

AND IN WALKS BAMBI. can’t wait for scully’s jealousy.

the way mulder hates bugs is comical. like what a baby. i mean yeah, they’re roaches and bugs can be very gross. but i’m team bugs are so cool (though i don’t enjoy them near me if i’m inside lol only outside where they belong).

but bambi is crazy thanks

mulder finding bambi’s scientific detachment “refreshing” LMAO he means scully. he’s just trying to get information from bambi and scully ends up worried he actually likes her. baby boi is too interested in the case & the truth to even think about bambi seriously.

his paranoia about a roach getting into his ear or nose as he lays in bed — thank you. (i don’t actually mind bugs but the idea of them ON ME makes my skin crawl. i used to always have that feeling and it is truly awful.)

scully sleeping with her phone on her pillow waiting for mulder’s call — baby girl is whipped. she answers before the first ring is through. and all she can hear is “bambi”

SHE IS SO WORRIED HES GONNA SAY HE LIKES BAMBI but it’s just about bugs and she’s so relieved lmao and just tries to make him feel better about being afraid of bugs

“mulder, are you sure it wasn’t a girly scream?”

and again he hangs up on her & she’s so frustrated at not being with him. it’s harder to ditch her when she’s there with him.

grown men go running from the cockroaches and he goes toward them. what a tough guy.

SCULLY IS ALREADY UP AND PACKING TO GO “HELP” HIM ON THE CASE. so transparent.

mulder discovers every conclusion she’s drawn are in fact right. but she’s so insistent on coming up. ~because she couldn’t explain the cockroaches~ but they have metal exoskeletons?? like how is that possible

omg the robots. i forgot. they like mulder 😂😂

and he’s afraid of them like he is of the bugs cuz they act like bugs ahahahahaha

and this guy works for nasa, mulder’s favorite. so weird he ended up at the fbi & not nasa lol but what would the show be then? (that might be an au i could read)

i love a gathering of nerds

THEY REALLT HAD A ROACH CROSS THE SCREEN TO CUT TO THE GROCERY STORE MOB wow i hate them — never noticed it before but wow that just got me 🤣 (okay maybe i do hate bugs but it doesn’t stop me finding them interesting & wanting to save them)

“we’re all gonna be bleeding from our nipples”

the bottle of insect repellant or killer, whatever it is, is the same as scully’s flea shampoo for queequeg. never noticed that either.

the way she picks up the box of candy & eats one is hilarious. quiet comedy. like when she answers mulder’s call, tells queequeg to stay, and when’s he turns around, the lil pup is gone. covered in suds running around her apartment. classic.

“maybe you can confirm this with your dr. bambi”

and he still thinks it’s aliens lmfao bambi is like what the fuck

“mulder i think you’ve been in this town too long”

absolutely hilarious he brings bambi with him, makes her wait outside, and then scully fatefully meets them at the plant. scully is so annoyed that she calls him fox — the way she mouths his name. it’s cute that she thinks it’s confirmation he likes her.

“this is no place for an entomologist”

and really, dr. eckerle is just a bit crazy — “how do i know you’re not a cockroach?”

idiot goes and blows the place up, covering them in manure. again, the comedy.

“you two oughta go home and get some rest. you look pooped.” HUMOR.

and then bambi is so taken dr. ivanov. hilarious. she understands him.

“smart is sexy. think of it this way mulder, by the time there’s another invasion of artificially intelligent dung-eating robotic probes from outer space, maybe their uber-children will have devised a way to save our planet.”

“you know, i never thought i’d say this to you, scully…but you smell bad”

LMFAO the jealousy & defensiveness.

i feel like inner their reports explained to me — they’re so strange every time.

but anyway. the final scene with that funky looking roach where he doesn’t want to kill it on the plate & waits for it to move — his fear reaction is beautiful.

#this wasn’t even supposed to be a real post #but here i am #txf txt #mulder and scully #the x files #war of the coprophages

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racketballz · 3 years ago

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I know this might be a reach but I would love it if bubbles and blossom (since I think she knows about the clubbing thing but I’m not sure) get into an argument and bubs exposes blossom and brick to the rest of the group in a heat of the moment way (she would obviously regret it)

Because then that would put a spotlight on the reds relationship and they would probably be overthinking about the way they’d be perceived by the other colors. Like blossom would probably be worried about being perceived as irresponsible and that her morals don’t apply with brick, and that she’s lost her good rep that she’s know for.

Brick probably wouldn’t care as much but I can imagine the world of shit he’d get from the boys, they’d rag on him for being a hypocrite (if boomer knows that word…) for telling them they need to stop their relationship with the girls, tell him he’s changed or maybe call him a douche for making blossom cry? But I don’t think they care about that they would just lose respect for him as their “leader”

Just a thought:)

Hmmm I don’t think that bubbles would rat her out like that! That against sister code!!! But what’s interesting about reds that I think that’s also sometimes to pay attention to is that reds are constantly saving face right the whole point of those two is that they’re both smart as individuals they’re leaders and they’re mature and yadda yadda yadda but when they get together they’re completely a mess they’re DUMB suddenly and they don’t know how to lead they’re too busy screaming their heads off and completely immature and lose their cool! Like a double negative. Their relationship is a complete contradiction of their personalities

So this directly contradicted what I just said on purpose hehe but even tho they have this like unreachable smoke screen since theyre basically both like the pinnacle of perfect theYRE COMPLETELY TRANSPARENT you don’t think bubbles knows what going on? Boomer too knows what’s going on I don’t think it necessarily has to do with him until Brick said that he should break up with bubbles that’s why he called him jealous because he can’t put his ego aside to date a girl! Heck buttercup has like other shit (butch) she rather be paying attention to and she 100% knows whats going on because they’re so loud about it! EVERYONE knows! Everyone does 😭😭 they’re so obvious. I think their relationship is still very much a mystery because they also don’t know but it’s more like the intimate details that no one knows to me at least!

Also! blossom, yes is an over-thinker, But I don’t think that that she would that concerned with her sisters perception of her if she went to the club I think it would be a lil embarrassing if she was tattled on i guess?? But it’s not like…..they did anything idk like going to the club ISNT so big a deal (if it was a big deal blossom would have straight up not go) that they would all look at their leaders differently? To me? At least like if it that was the issue it would have been more relevant to the story me thinks. I think that before like “teammates” and stuff they’re siblings they’re very in tune with everyone’s personalities despite some of them trying to be aloof and ~mysterious~ THATS what makes them work well in the first place I think if anyone found out exactly what happened I think rather than gasps and grabbing pearls and like silent treatment I think you’d probably get like annoying groans and “I knew it’s” and like JEERING LOL

Also yeah also Brick I forgot to mention cares way more than blossom about their perception because hes a little bitch but that’s neither here or there

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heybaetae · 3 years ago

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Could you share some of the BTS merch/ pcs that you own? If you feel ok? I personally cant afford much but loooove my friends getting cool kpop merch. So far I own Butter cream album and a Hobi pc, a dicon magazine and mots:7 with a Yoongi pcs (lucky me !! He is my bias!!) , And hope to be able to get Proof! Also congrats on getting poodle Tae!!!

hi! sorry it took me so long to answer this, i was contemplating how much to show, if at all. i shared a few photos recently of my collection, but didn’t show my pcs. i never wanna come off like i'm bragging about the stuff that i have because to be really transparent, i also don't have the kind of money to collect all the things i would like to. due to this, a LOT of the stuff that i have was gifted to me by a couple really amazing friends who have been more than generous with how they’ve helped me come to own some pretty valuable items. i’ll share a few of them with you and put them under the cut!

p.s. i’m gonna be referencing the images i shared in the linked post above so i can clarify what some of those items are.

so i’m not really an avid pc collector, which is why i don’t usually bother buying physical albums. i do LOVE having album photocards, but i just don’t have the money or space to buy multiple copies until i get my desired card(s) that i want to collect. i feel like i don’t need to say this, but i am obviously most interested in collecting taehyung cards, but am happy to have cards of any member of course.

the few albums that i have on the top shelf in the first photo in that post were all gifted to me without the photocards inside because my close friend, who is a pc trader and helps track down certain cards for me if she can, traded them for the cards inside herself and then let me have the albums. i don’t mind because i like the photobooks inside :’)

the bottom shelf in that photo is all stuff i bought myself! i haven’t been buying BTS merch for that long, so i usually save up and invest in the larger items like photobooks and dvds, so the photocards that came inside of those are my only genuine pulls. i’m still very new to that experience as i don’t get to do it very often.

mots on:e concept book set: yoongi, jungkook, and taehyung memories of 2020: jungkook motson:e dvd: yoongi sowoozoo dvd: taehyung

that’s only six that i’ve acquired myself with my own luck and i’m very proud of the ones i’ve pulled myself and think it’s hilarious that i’ve only pulled three members and each of them, twice.

here are the books i keep my cards in. the purple one is completely full of non-official pc freebies that i’ve been gifted or from etsy with my pin purchases, so i obviously have waaaay more of those.

the yellow book is what i keep my official cards in, so it’s not full at all. i’ve only filled the first few pages and it’ll probably take me ages to fill it since i don’t buy things often, like i said. but you can spot the ones that i pulled myself (i’ll mark them with an X in case you don’t know which ones attribute to the items i listed above) and the rest were all gifted to me by my friend who is an angel.

also on that bottom shelf are:

the rollingstone box + an extra ot7 cover

the fact photobook from 2020

ot7 GQ cover + taehyung’s GQ cover

ot7 vogue cover

taehyung’s dicon magazine

esquire from 2020

jungkook + taehyung’s WSJ covers

ot7 2021 billboard cover (a gift lmao) + taehyung’s solo billboard cover (i bought it on resale so none of my money went to BB. i forgot i even had those lol.)

moving on to my trinket box that i put all my loose pcs and etsy freebies in because they’re too big to put anywhere else and i don’t feel like buying my own sleeves or binder to put them in. maybe one day. ISN’T THIS THING SO CUTE THO??? it’s totally full, i need to find another box.

anyway these were allll very GENEROUS gifts except for the dicon pc set!!! i have to link images from this point because tumblr won’t let me add any more to this post.

some of the official stuff in here include:

four clear ITS cards

two hybe insight pcs

army bomb v3 and special edition pc sets

a couple random pcs and post cards from bangbangcon 2020 merch

this random mots tour merch pc

random set of sowoozoo merch pcs

dicon pc set

those dicon ones would fit in my yellow book, but i don’t have sleeves that fit them properly because they’re slightly wider than album cards.

everything else in the box are bigger freebies that don’t fit in anything, not even a top loader lol. i also keep my confetti and wristbands from my PTD LA shows in there. my vegas confetti is in an envelope in my VIP gift bag.

my photo grid are just random freebies from friends except the picket (from PTD LA) and VIP lanyard (from PTD vegas). my pin board are all pins i’ve bought myself except the ot7 dynamite pin and the inner child carousel, which were gifts. obviously i like to collect tae + maknae line related pins.

the two prints in the same frame are from a cup sleeve event that my friend hosted for tae’s birthday last year. she sent me three prints that they hung up around the cafe and i stuck two of them into the same frame lol. she also gave me the banner on the back of the door for my birthday.

that’s pretty much it...i think i gave TMI about a lot of this stuff but i hope it was entertaining to learn about some of the stuff i have. again, i don’t take any of the stuff i have for granted and am so grateful to have the friends that i do who go out of their way to send me things that i otherwise wouldn’t be able to find or afford myself. it makes me feel very loved <3

#ask #long story short....my friends: 'hey do you want these' me: yeah

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xenteaart · 4 years ago

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Black Tights and Other Things

Pairing: Five Hargreeves x Reader

Summary: It was initially insipred by a request about Five seeing Reader wearing a dress for the first time but I lost it, and also took the request in a completely different direction lol. I deeply apologize, I suck at writing requests honestly.

The actual summary: Five catches you dancing and has a little epiphany.

Warnings: this fic explores ideas of femininity and is very likely not gonna be a good read for gender non-conforming folks, so sorry about that.

GIF not mine! if u know the owner pls let me know so i can credit them

Note: it was mainly based on my own experience and i guess i just had to reflect on it smh and Five literally has more of a featured role in this ngl :’D

also yea it fits into my Commission AU so just a reminder, they’re both in their 20s.

P.s. ladies, dance in your underwear in front of a mirror, don’t deprive yourself of reconnecting with your inner,,, divine. lol i’m not in a cult i promise it just feels very good

The one thing you’d missed the most, apart from hot showers, fresh food and other obvious life-saving necessities, was music. During your stay in the absolute nightmare that your post-apocalyptic life was, you weren’t fortunate enough to stumble upon a record player or, in fact, anything that was even remotely fit to produce sounds resembling melodies. Sure, you did play tin cans and pieces of wood out of boredom, making very simplistic copies of actual instruments out of them, like drums or a xylophone, but it was barely enough to satisfy your craving for proper music.

So now, being a Commission recruit and having your own flat and access to the wonders of civilization, you couldn’t help but take advantage of all the things that you’d been longing for, one of them being music.

You and Five were having a very well-deserved day off and decided to reward yourselves with some nice filling dinner. Five volunteered to do the grocery shopping for the ingredients while you chose to stay indoors, and when he came back, holding bags full of goods in his arms, the image that he was met with stopped him dead in his tracks.

You were only wearing your underwear and a pair of black half-transparent tights, which sort of looked like you were getting dressed but got distracted halfway. The outfit itself, or lack thereof, wasn’t at all an unusual occurrence, considering how each other’s nudity and physiology hardly ever bothered either of you after years of doing whatever it took to keep the other alive.

It was your dancing that took Five by surprise. As he eyed your figure briefly, he took notice of how the line of your tights was sitting on your waist securely, framing your form in a flattering way and defining the curves that you got after gaining some weight you’d been desperately missing.

In your days in the apocalypse, you felt like your body was your prison. Or rather, you were a slave of your own body. It needed food, sleep and warmth to keep living, and your entire existence was narrated by the weak and needy vehicle that you had to take care of. There was truly nothing pretty about dull and brutal survival.

Right now, however, you felt yourself regaining control as you were no longer your body’s servant and instead it was yours. It was healthier, stronger, and it was complying to your every wish and command.

As your entire being, mind and flesh, surrendered to the raw ecstasy of your dance, you completely forgot there was anything at all in the world besides yourself and the music, the waves of which you were surfing so smoothly and naturally that the slight clumsiness and awkwardness of some of your movements were only adding to the charm.

There was no choreography behind the action; your every swing and turn being mindless and somewhat intuitive as you allowed yourself to dissolve into the tunes of the song you were dancing to.

As Five was looking at you silently, he was struggling to put his finger on what exactly was so special about what was happening but he knew there was clearly something.

You didn’t really think of yourselves as a boy and a girl, or a man and a woman. Back in the apocalypse, there was hardly anything left of the norms you’d learnt in your before life, which meant you were merely two human beings, completely stripped of their gender identity and expression, and it continued to be the way you perceived each other even after getting back to the normal (well, more or less, all things considered) world.

The concept of having some sort of intrinsic differences was getting more and more blurred as you saw each other as perfectly equal, which you totally were. Equal, however, did not mean the same, and that was exactly what you both tended to forget in your day-to-day life.

As Five was watching you move to the music carefree, he came to realize he was witnessing what he never knew was there in the first place.

It was fair to say that after spending so much time together Five basically knew you inside out. He knew you were caring and thoughtful. Outspoken, ill tempered and tough were a crucial part of the package as well, but right now he felt like he was getting a glimpse of this new unfamiliar layer, looking past everything he thought he knew about you before.

It was the unconditional femininity that was deeply embedded in the very fabric of your essence, burning with radiance like an exploding supernova, and the best thing about it was how blissfully unaware you were of its presence. Right in this moment, it seemed you didn’t have a care in the world and were simply dancing like no one was watching.

There was something so powerful about your inherent feminine nature mixed with how untamed yet tender and perfectly reliable you were, that Five didn’t even notice he’d been holding his breath.

He didn’t want to startle you and disrupt the flow you were so clearly lost in, literally immersed in some other dimension that he had no way of ever coming in contact with. It was yours and yours only, and it was beautiful.

Five was just standing there, leaning against the doorframe utterly mesmerized by how your body was seemingly guided and led by an invisible force. It took him a good couple of minutes to realize that this force was coming from within you, and the sheer unfiltered power radiating from your figure was, in fact, you all along. And he finally saw you for what you were. A woman.

“Oh, God,” he thought to himself, unable to deal with the sudden surge of feelings and thoughts that were overwhelming him all at once.

#five hargreeves x reader #number five x reader #five hargreeves x you #number five x you #tua fic #my fic #my writing #five hargreeves #number five #The Umbrella Academy

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theskyexists · 4 years ago

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Lovecraft Country Finale

I watched the last episode of lovecraft country. for once, i agree with a public rating website. this last episode was markedly worse quality than anything that came before. And especially compared to the penultimate episode that was INCREDIBLE. My three biggest disappointments: The christina/ruby + leti plot fizzling like that Ji-ah being made literally just an extension cord Dee killing Christina in cold blood Nothing in this episode really made sense and what did make sense wasn't really satisfying. They've been building up the tension over whether Ruby will choose her family/sister or Christina for episodes and episodes - and now -??? They have her decide to help Leti basically off screen and have Christina kill her off screen too? Even though they have been building that tension for the whole season. Showing the audience that Christina genuinely cared for Ruby very much and Ruby was getting pulled into the dark side deeper and deeper?? They did Montrose's gay arc very well - but they had the wlw pairing kiss for the first time as women and then they both instantly die. Cool.... And why did Ruby decide to help Leti anyway? We end on Leti saying to Ruby that there's more - but then we never find out what was said or why that would have convinced Ruby. It is even implied later in the tower that Leti recognised Christina in Ruby's form by Christina not knowing that Ruby had refused Leti in the cemetery. So?? What happened there. I so very much disbelieved that Ruby would betray Christina that I thought Ruby was simply tricking Leti with the blood. They just threw that whole dynamic and Ruby’s character in the trash for a quick ending. It’s ridiculous and kind of dispicable when Ruby was so interesting. For that matter, why would Christina reveal herself to Leti by posing such a transparent question about the spell? Why would Christina physically fight Leti when Tic couldn't even shoot her because of her magic? Why would she kill Leti? And THEN make her invulnerable again just in time for Leti not to die for real - just in time to mess up Christina's whole spell and kill her??? (lol what a bad move) Why wouldn't she tell Tic that Leti was alright if she'd made sure of it? If Leti coming back to life was linked to her achieving immortality - couldn’t she have told Tic for extra emotional conflictedness? As some kind of cold comfort to him? The way Christina was shown to offer comforts? If preserving Leti’s life was supposed to show how she wanted to preserve Tic's child - truly the last family she had - then that would have been very interesting - but we didn't see any of that. (I read a theory that it was because she'd promised Ruby not to harm Leti - but - they didn’t show us that either)

Then there's Ji-Ah. I liked how Tic apologised to her - but that dissolved all the tension that her character had left. I was very dissatisfied with how they re-introduced her for one scene in the one episode and then forgot about her. And then they had her return for the finale to be a plot puzzle piece. Honestly, I personally think they should not have had her return until the last episode. I think it would have been novel and done the pace good if the whole episode had been from her point of view to be honest. Radical, i know. But now they were trying to keep all this stuff from the audience (summoning titus etc.) before things happened to keep things fresh - but the ancestral plane STILL felt like an exposition dump. It would have been cool for Ji-Ah to tumble into the middle of the climax and not know what was going on as an audience stand-in and then suddenly find her purpose - even as she's still at odds with Tic - even as she's still in love with him. But he's got a girlfriend, who's pregnant, and he's going to die, and he's got to save his people.... just a thought. I bet other solutions could have been found....

That scene with Christina storming into the garage also does not do her conflict with the fam justice. I would loved for Leti to call her out - to be like: what if I killed the person you loved most for immortality - would you think that's not personal?? Which would be ironic because that's of course - Ruby.

Then there's Dee. I understand this kid has just lost her dad to racist white people, thought she was abandoned by her mum, lost her friend to racist white people, got cursed by racist white cops, almost died to that curse while nobody helped her, lost her drawing hand and arm (very gross and traumatising). And I know she's related to Montrose who cold-blood killed an ancient and innocent survivor of genocide ( fuckin hate that choice still. and where did he leave the GODDAMN body??? Why wasn't the room covered in BLOOD?? How did he just cold-bloodedly kill a person??? he's not a soldier?? There is no reason to think he'd ever done anything like that before.)

But DEE??? KILLED A PERSON we hadn't even seen her pin her terrible experiences on her ever before - in cold blood. What??!! My god - it's not as simple as all that to do murder you know! Anyway, I'm going to miss Christina she was a great villain - very nuanced, so beautifully dressed for the part and with a wonderful deeply articulated american acccent lol. Would have liked it if they'd told her why her goals of immortality at the cost of her cousin's life in the tradition of her shitty fuckin dad's white supremacy order was not a hair better just because she wanted experiences instead of power.

One other point: why did Tic not let go of the frickin handlebars?

#lovecraft country #my stuff #vidi

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leggomylino · 5 years ago

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au ceo / trope unrequited love / prompt 8 or 10 / like joshua from svt or yoongi from bts !! 💓💓

au trope + prompt requests! Send me a trope, prompt, etc. and I’ll write a short story or drabble!!

AU Type: ceo!au

Trope: Unrequited Love (I think I did okay- I’ve never written this type of romance so I’m sorry if I failed :c)

Prompt: #8: “Wait, wait. Say that again, please.”

K-pop Boy: Joshua, Seventeen (+ Yoongi, BTS)

Genre: ceo!au, angst, comedy, nostalgic

Pairing: ceo!joshua x fem!reader (x ceo!yoongi?)

Word count: ~2.4k

Warning(s): angst, I kinda rushed this one so sorry if I left out any important details…also it’s a bit cheesy and unrealistic lol ^^”

A/N: requests are open~ | Masterlist in BIO! | aaaaaaaaaand as always, yeehaw

“Excuse me, Mr. Hong. If you would just sign here, please…”

“Mr. Hong, there’s a call waiting for you on Line Four.”

“Mr. Hong! Mr. Hong, do you have a moment?”

Being swarmed with papers and phone calls and never ending crowds was the life of a CEO. But it was never the life that Joshua Hong wanted.

In his mind he was living a small, peaceful life by the sea within his means, the love of his life at his side and within an absence of the means of time. And he would achieve that, one day.

For now he just had to wait, and continue to play the game.

As the crowd grew thicker and less transparent, completely blocking his way down the golden-railed hallway ‘til he could no longer move, Joshua halted his pace, took a quick breath, and graced everyone with the usual-plastered smile they’d all been waiting for, addressing his underlings one by one.

“Yes, sign here? Okay…and Janice, you said there’s a call on Line Four? I’ll take it momentarily, tell them I’ll be with them shortly? And Shawn, why don’t we talk during lunch? I’ll have Seungkwan make a reservation–”

One by one he went through them, each and every employee and sales’ person and random fan or citizen that had managed to make their way to the 48th floor of GameOn! Headquarters, handling each concern and care with kindness and as much enthusiasm as he could muster.

The entire act was draining. Thirty minutes later, he needed a nap.

But the moment the mahogany doors opened, the gold-plated doorknob flinching back as he released it to reveal the initials “J.H.” on the cover, yet another face was waiting for him. Sort of.

Hay and wood chips covered the entire room– the delicate swirl-colored carpet in shades of deep blues and cascading velvet, the beach-toned walls that really didn’t match but reminded him of the dream he was pursuing, the crystalline chandelier where a telephone hung among the masses.

“Just so we’re clear,” Seungkwa said, visibly sweating at the seams, “Dokyeom–”

Joshua wasn’t listening. He was too busy scouring the room for whatever had happened to his pet rabbit Mina, who just…jumped…onto the balcony.

Screaming in unison both boys rushed beyond the double french doors, Seungkwa nervously gathering the speckled ball of fluff before shyly passing it to his superior.

“Ha…hahaha…” He bowed. “Sorry?”

“……” His boss looked back inside at the chaotic mess before letting out a sigh, his gentle strokes against Mina’s backside attempting to soothe the terrified creature…and calm his own nerves. “…It’s fine…just call someone to clean this up. Do I wanna know what…?”

His assistant shook his head. “Probably not. I’m blaming Dokyeom. The snake was his idea.”

“Snake?!”

“What? Snake? I don’t know a snake. Unless his name is DK? Haha…ha?”

“…” Another sigh. He stepped back into the office, the brunette boy at his heels. “…I need you to make a reservation for lunch in an hour. I was thinking maybe–”

“Oh! Reservation!”

Seeing as Seungkwan had stopped and cried out with such sudden tenacity, Joshua blinked behind him. “Yes…?”

“Um…” Seungkwan smiled sheepishly. “There’s someone waiting for you in the lobby. After Seokmin dropped by and Mina got loose I sorta forgot about it. She said her name was…y/n?”

Joshua’s face paled. Every motion in his body froze, save his beating heart and racing thoughts.

He gulped. The last time he’d spoken to anyone by that name was…you. Three years ago. “………”

“…Joshua? Are you okay?”

The snapping and abrupt clapping in his face pulled him out of a one-way ticket to Memory Lane. He quickly smiled shyly to avoid any confrontation.

“Yes. I’m fine. Has she been waiting long?” He lifted the fallen plush pin from the ground, resetting it with one hand and placing Mina back into her luxury Barbie Dream home. “What’s her last name?”

Seungkwan thought a moment, picking random wood chips off the floor as he simultaneously flipped through a phonebook for room service. “I don’t think so…and her name was, uh, y/n…l/n?”

Another gulp. Crap. It was you.

He knew what this was going to be about. The same thing, every two to three years. You show up on his doorstep and tell him how you feel without actually saying anything. And everytime, he has to push you away.

Because he knows you. And he can’t have you getting mixed up in this “extravagant” lifestyle. It wasn’t just luxury cars and homes and country clubs and maxing out however many credit cards you wanted. It was busy, and messy, and chaotic. The opposite of you. Often times it got downright evil, shady, and sinful…blackmailings, mindgames, having to uphold an image and reputation. It definitely wasn’t the life he wanted, and he refused to drag you down into it as well.

At least not until after he’d done enough. After he could fall back on an early retirement that would please his family and make everyone happy.

He’d spaced out again. When he came to, Seungwkan was glaring up at him with curiously round brown eyes.

“So should I tell her to come in or…?”

After flinching back and shaking his head (once to recover from shock and once to clear the despondent memory of you), he took a look around and gestured with his hand.

“What do you think?”

Seungkwan looked over his shoulder, up at the ceiling, down at the floor. “Hmmm…probably not. I can–”

The door suddenly opened. “Mr. Hong? Animation Studio’s is still on Line Four and I don’t think they’ll hold much longer…”

Joshua clenched his jaw, closing his eyes a moment. “Tell them I’ll be there as soon as I can.” His eyes shifted to his accomplice. “Keep them busy,” he said.

Seungkwan shook his head. “You want me to handle an important business call?! But–”

The door had already shut, the echo muffled by scattered woodchip and torn featherdown from a certain rabbit-tailored Barbie Dreamhouse.

A groan overtook the following silence.

“Wait, wait. Say that again, please…”

It was no use. This year’s visit was going terribly wrong. Just like all the other visits.

But it wasn’t for the same reason as before.

“I came to get your blessing. If that’s okay…? Oh, and I wanted to drop off this thank you gift. For my birthday? I know it’s a little late, but I’ve been so preoccupied with the wedding invitations and the planning and…sheesh, you wouldn’t believe how hard it is to get Yoongi to go anywhere on his days off.” Y/n shook her head, hands clutching a rosary-gold picture frame with her latest masterpiece scribbled within its contents. “He’s always so tired so we usually just end up staying in and watching Netflix all day. But sometimes I’m able to convince him to do a little shopping with me. If I ask nicely and lure him out with cookies…er, that doesn’t always work, though…”

He couldn’t believe it. Here he was thinking he was going to have to let you down easy again, thinking up a basic speech plan to go over so things wouldn’t get messy or sidetracked, and your feelings would be spared, and he could go back to tackling another day in the life of Joshua Hong while trying to make the best of things and stay as cheerful and bright as possible, but…

It was his feelings that were on the line now. And dangerously close to the fire.

Things were not cheerful and bright. They were a desolate wasteland.

“You’re…getting married?”

Those words had cast a curse over every last straw of bliss he had left to grasp onto, and yet they’d brought the brightest smile Joshua had ever seen to cross your face, brighter than the sun and the moon and all the stars he was suddenly wishing he’d paid more attention to, stars he would chase to the ends of the earth for you…

But they were too far now. They were no longer a part of his universe. They were a part of yours…and someone else.

He found it adorable the way you bounced lightly in place at his question, nodding ecstatically. “Yes! I met someone…about a year ago, Yoongi. And he’s recently asked me to marry him.”

Your eyes dipped down to the cerulean rug lining the large office table Joshua currently had to lean against for support, and a film of sadness fell over the atmosphere like a veil of mist or fog.

“So…I wanted to ask for your blessing. You know, since we grew up together and all…and well, I know we’ve kind of had a..history…but I also wanted to know, you won’t have to worry about me bothering you anymore. Haha,” You scratched the back of your head, turning away sheepishly to enlong the avoidance of eye contact. “I know you’ve always seen my yearly or semi-biyearly…tri-yearly?…visits as sort of an…inconvenience. And I told myself if you really felt that way, I should just get over it all and stop coming around anymore. But…” You smiled. “I know how hard this world of yours is. And that it’s not something you ever wanted. So I promised myself I’d just check in every now and then and make sure you were okay, because I really care about you, Josh.”

This was it. His world was crumbling.

“But you know, now that I’m getting hitched and all, I probably won’t be able to come around anymore as often.”

Why? Why was his world falling apart?

“I’d be really nice if we could still keep in touch though? That is, if you want to…”

Why did any of this matter to him? He’d wanted you to move on. He’d wanted you to stop coming around, and he was finally getting his wish. So why…?

His grip tightened on the chair beside him. On the corner of the table he was propping himself against.

“…Anyway, that’s enough about me and Memory Lane. Here,” you held out the portrait in your gloved hands, the one’s he’d always see you show up in during the Holiday Season from years past. They’d been sewn and patched over a few times, a stark contrast to the Tiffany diamond and quartz watch around your right wrist.

You glanced down at it as he took the painting from you, eyebrows raising with a smirk. “Ah, I’m going to be late for lunch. We’re almost finished watching (insert favorite series here). I promised I’d try making dinner tonight, too…”

The two of you shared a look. A look that only lasted mere seconds, but to him felt like twenty more years had gone by.

You gripped his wrists, giving him a tearful smile. “I don’t want to say this is goodbye, so…I hope to see you at the wedding? Or at least hear from you soon.” A content giggle chimed from your lips, the means of an afterthought following. “Oh, and…thanks for putting up with me all these years. You know I’ve meant well, right?”

“……” He felt lost. The only thing he could do was nod.

You beamed. “I’m glad. Again, I always knew I kind of annoyed you or that maybe you got the wrong idea but…you know, I just, wanted to make sure you were doing okay. Anyway,” you let go, and he wished you hadn’t so. Every step back was one he wanted to take forward. “I should get going. Don’t worry if you can’t make it, or if…you know, you’re just, too busy, I understand. I honestly should have stopped coming around so much, but I just…couldn’t help myself.”

And for a moment, just one moment, Joshua could have sworn he saw a flick of regret. A wavering longing of nostalgia, of something so deeply internalized he didn’t have the time to reach down and discover its true nature, for it was gone just as soon as it had come.

And then so were you. As if you’d never existed at all. He couldn’t explain it, but he felt like he’d lost something; or that maybe you were never real to begin with. Which was blasphemy, absolutely ridiculous, he had known you since you were six.

He observed the painting you’d left for him, lips parting just slightly.

It was a portrait of a long forgotten photograph, one your parents had taken of the two of you when you were twelve, fishing for frogs and bugs and rainbow-colored rocks down by the riverbed of your hometown. The sky was the clearest blue it had ever been that day, the fluffiest of clouds providing the perfect shade along with thick blankets of willow trees, and Joshua was smiling while displaying a handful of crystallized rocks he’d found buried in a pile of mud (which he’d detested having to get dirty for but did so anyway), you proudly swinging a silver-colored fish that gleamed in a spectrum of colors beneath the soft peaks of sunlight.

The portrait was signed at the bottom: “To my best friend Joshua, with love - y/n ❤”

And then everything just…clicked. It was strange, but all those unscheduled yearly visits, the bi-yearly and tri-yearly, and all the time the two of you had spent together before that…everything came crashing down like a whirlwind that suddenly ceased, dropping everything it had been lugging and spinning around. It fell like a sudden ton of bricks.

He studied the painting for hours, locking himself away and politely going through the motions of the day on autopilot. Even when he was away from it, it was fresh in his mind, and the moment he had finished one task he would come back to it, even if it was just for a few minutes. At the end of the day, when everyone else had gone home for the night, he found himself staring at it, preferably you, and your smile. The gleam in your eyes.

He’d always thought you’d been squinting at the camera with the sun in your eyes. But really, you’d been squinting gleefully at him.

And he’d always known, deep down. This was all a carefully hazardous game he’d orchestrated to keep you at bay, telling himself he was protecting you and doing the right thing, but now…

Now, the game was over. He’d won.

But he’d truly lost you.

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writinglionqueen · 5 years ago

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Aela is the queen and kings daughter? I'm confuse lol. Anyway for the my king serie, I was thinking, how Drew will react if one day walking around the castle overhear some handmaids talking about a gift to make for the queen's birthday and he realize that he completely forgot about it and try to fix it running to the market trying to find a gift for her?

~Nope, if you reread Tit for Tat, Aela is the name of the queen’s horse which is a Clydesdale. Oooh but your prompt idea is gonna make a cute blurb~

Like always, your king rose before you did; just moments before the sun shone over the hills of the kingdom. Right as the roosters stir and call out for the start of a new day.

Your king sat up in the bed, mindful of you as he moved up and out of the warm comfort of your arms and sheets.

Drew dressed himself carefully. He hated the thought of waking you so he was mindful to keep his belt from clattering and to keep himself from stomping about.

The king looked to you from where he stood next to his side of the bed. A smile graced his features at your open mouth, faint snoring self, curled under the sheets and furs directly I the middle of the bed, right in the spot that had been warmed by his body.

Carefully, Drew reached down to tuck you in some, placing a kiss to your temple before leaving you in your slumber.

The king had early duties to attend to, like making sure his soldiers were getting up on schedule to start their training and to see over any changes in the future plans of Scotland.

But first, breakfast was a must for the king felt famished and needed something large now in case he were to miss lunch again.

He sat in his grand chair, still feeling the cloudy affects of a well rested sleep. He watched on as servants brought meats, a bowl of porridge and cheese to his table. Drew gave them a smile as he dug into the food, watching the servants settle at one of the dining tables to eat their first meal before starting their day. He paid their conversations no mind…until your name was brought up on giggles. It confused him…but also kindled his temper.

When people laugh at you, Drew was quick to shut them up. A servant brought up a tankard of ale and one of milk to him and that’s when the king had to ask.

“Why do they giggle about their queen?” he asked the servant who looked up at him before smiling herself.

“Oh, well, today’s the queen’s birthday, Your Highness,” she answered. “The girls are wondering what you were going to…gift her majesty. They’ve been placing bets.” Drew’s eyes widened at that.

He had been a fool. He had completely forgotten what the day was. How could he be that stupid?

He sobered immediately when he noticed the servants eyes linger in curiosity. He smiled.

“It’s my little secret,” he said, his smile changing into a smirk that had the servant girls giggling madly. Their rumors were to start. But there was no time to loose. He needed to figure out what he was going to gift his wife…and fast.

His eyes caught Baron who entered the great hall. A hand was on his mouth to stifle a sleepy yawn before Drew called him over.

“Corbin.” The man hid a groan as he went to stand before the great table in the front.

“Yes, Your Majesty,” Baron said with a mellow tone of disinterest. Drew would reprimand him another time.

“I need you to tell the council that I will be out for a few hours,” he said to the advisor. “Make sure all is well while I’m out.”

“Out?” Baron asked while raising a brow. “Out where? For what?”

“Today is my queen’s birthday,” Drew answered before taking a few more bites of ham and a quick sip of his ale. “I need to…fetch something for her.” He lowered his voice because the servants were keen on watching him and listening in for the sake of their rumors. Baron looked back at the servant girls before looking to his king.

“You don’t have anything for her do you?” Baron asked. Drew narrowed his eyes at him, trying to silence him with just a look. “Do you have anything in mind?” Drew grumbled as he stood to his feet.

“I have an idea,” he clarified as he exited the great hall, leaving the servant girls to giggle in their growing excitement. He was quick to get his horse ready to ride him into the town to scope out a present fit for his queen.

Most shops were opening as he arrived to look through. Down the main lane of the town, he could see a shop for clothes, swords, jewelry and even a book shop.

If he wanted to gift you a sword….he would’ve made one. The keep’s steel was stronger, anyway, and you liked his pieces a little more. You had an eye for which blades were crafted by Drew…and which were not. Your king liked that.

He thought of buying you a few new books…but…though he knew which kind of stories you liked reading, it was doubtful he was going to find ones you’d love within the shop.

So, it was going to be a new gown or a piece of jewelry.

Drew dismounted from his horse before leading him over to a rail to tie him up. He patted his side as he looked to the clothes shop and the store that catered to jewelry. The trinkets found in the latter would’ve been easier to save for last. Drew wanted more time to look at the clothes first.

So, he entered the little shop. Dresses of various seizes and materials caught his eye…but none seemed fit for you. He wanted something fine, fit for his queen…maybe there was something hidden he could see. The shop’s keeper was settled at the counter, obviously half asleep as her eyes looked to be trying to close.

“Excuse me,” Drew said, catching the shop keeper’s attention. She looked to him in obvious distaste at having someone be within her shop so early. But once her eyes focused on the king, she sobered immediately.

“Your Majesty,” she said in surprise, she went to stand, to bow but Drew raised a hand to stop her. With wide eyes, she looked to the king. “What can I do for you, my king?” Drew looked around the shop.

“I am looking for a gift for my wife…something special,” he said before looking back to the keeper.

“I….don’t think we have something fit for a queen, my lord…in my humblest opinion,” she said. Drew smiled, sweetly.

“Would you have something that’s of fine quality, though?” he asked. “Something not…shown here.” The keeper looked to be in thought for a moment.

“I can see what I have stowed away,” she said before ducking under the counter. Drew listened to her open the clasps of a trunk before rifling through it. “Any material your queen likes.”

“Anything soft,” he answered. The woman hummed as she settled a few things onto the counter. Drew watched on, his eyes looking over the gowns she had pulled out. A deep navy one caught his eye.

“Alright,” the woman said, popping back up over the counter. “Come see, Your Majesty, perhaps your queen would like one of these.” Drew moved to the counter, looking over the dresses, their material, their shape and color…wondering which would be the best fit for you. “It would be easier if the queen was here to make sure she likes them as well.”

“She’s still asleep…and it’s her birthday,” Drew said, reaching out for the navy one, feeling the material. He liked it. “I wanted to surprise her.” The woman oohed at that.

“Shall….I show you something really special, then?” the woman asked, with a teasing uplift to her voice. Drew’s eyebrow raised at that. With a devilish smile, the woman moved down the back of the counter. She disappeared under the wood once more to open another trunk before she pulled out fabric from it. She moved back to the counter where Drew stood before holding up…a shift and corset. Drew’s face heated as he knew where this was going.

The shift itself looked more transparent than the one his queen already wore…and the material of the corset looked to be more of the Irish lace that Sheamus loved to gift his queen every now and again through a messenger. Though, the king would never try to gift you something as scandalous as an Irish lace corset…but Drew wouldn’t have put it past his friend to try if he would’ve thought of it first.

The king’s mouth had gone dry at the littlest thought of you in either material.

“I got this from a French seller who said he stumbled upon Irish lace. Pretty material, right, my king?” The woman looked expectantly at the king. He couldn’t say much. His face was too hot. The woman reached for her king’s hand so he could feel the material. “It’s quite soft. It’s never been worn and, I hear, it gives a woman a great shape.” The material was indeed soft, the lace was intricate and spun nicely. The woman, then, handed the shift to the king. He felt the fabric of it in his large hands. “This one is one of the softest linens I’ve ever seen in my shop. It comes from Britain, I think. Would your queen like either of these?”

Drew needed to speak as the woman gave him an expectant look. He cleared his throat and took a small step back from the woman and the counter.

“I…I don’t…know…I-“ Drew stammered out. Never would he have thought of every buying you something so….lewd. Well…not yet anyway.

The woman said nothing, but she settled the two items back down onto the counter before going back to the same trunk she retrieved the corset and shift from. She pulled out a length of fabric and Drew already knew the type of fabric -silk- but he awaited the woman’s return to tell him it’s purpose.

“If you buy both the items, I can throw this along with it,” she said. Her smiled turned more devious. “Sometimes…not being able to see what’s coming next is exciting.” She winked at him.

“A blindfold,” Drew deadpanned. The woman gave a nod. The king needed to get control over the situation. He swallowed and cleared his throat once more.

“Perhaps, my lady, I shall…wait…to buy these items another time,” he said to her. The woman smirked as she collected the soft materials, folding them up nicely before placing them off to the side.

“Shall one of these gowns then suffice?” she asked politely as she gestured to the gowns on the counter. Drew nodded as he reached for the navy dress.

“This one…I think she’ll enjoy it,” Drew answered, feeling the flush of his cheeks leaving him. The sweat of the…situation starting to cool. The woman smiled.

“It’s a lovely gown. Shall I wrap it up, then?” she asked. Drew nodded.

“Yes, please,” he murmured. The woman gave a nod before she took her time to wrap the dress in fabric with a bow. She settled the parcel to the side. Drew paid the price for the dress before giving a nod of thanks to the shop keeper. She bowed in respect to him. And as he scurried to leave he heard her call after him.

“Come back anytime, Your Majesty, if you’d like those items for later.”

Drew gave a sigh of relief when he exited, feeling the cool air of the morning chill the sweat of embarrassment…and excitement.

Perhaps he would return for those items…if you wished for them. Drew could only imagine you in either…or both. It would, indeed, be fun to try the blindfold though.

He shook the thoughts from his mind as he moved on towards the jewelers. Something inside to go with the dress would be ideal. The little shop held it’s pieces close by the keeper on shelves.

Like the woman of the last shop, the keeper here sobered when he realized his king had entered his establishment.

“My King, what an honor to have you here. What can I do for you?” he asked. Drew looked to the man.

“Would you have anything….with sapphires in it?” Drew asked the man. “It’s for my wife. Today’s her birthday.” The man nodded as he moved about the room, showing the king all the pieces that held a sapphire or two within the metal.

None of them really stood out for Drew….except for one.

It was a silver necklace with a round pendant on it. The center held a sapphire that gleamed like none other in the firelight of the shop. It almost looked like a star which is why it caught Drew’s eyes instantly.

He remembered on the various night you arrived to his keep, the two of you talked about everything and anything. Your home was the one thing you liked to talk about. you were proud of the little town and the little keep…but the one thing you loved about home…was the stars.

Though that didn’t change when you came to the larger keep, to the larger town with your larger than life husband. In fact, Drew caught you a few times outside, looking up at the stars and gazing at their beauty. You even loved to grab his cloak, some nights and sit upon the balcony of your room just looking up at the navy sky lit up by specks of diamonds. Some nights, he’d join you. Some nights you were alone with your thoughts and the stars.

Drew held the pendant in the palm of his hand, watching the “star” in the middle move. The shop keeper looked.

“It’s a star sapphire,” he said. “It’s quite rare, my king.” Drew smiled down at the gem.

“I’ll take this one,” he said to the seller. The man smiled.

“Shall I wrap it for you?” Drew gave a nod as the man wrapped the piece of jewelry in soft velvet. Drew placed the parcel with the gown on the counter, opening it to settle the necklace parcel there as well. Drew paid for the necklace, thanked the shop keeper before he left for his horse. The king was quick to ride back to the keep with the large parcel under his arm and get back inside before you woke up.

Baron eyed his king who carried the large gift under his arm.

“Has my queen woken yet?” he asked the advisor. The man shook his head.

“Not that I know of, my king,” Baron said. “The servant girls were just about to deliver her breakfast.” Drew saw one with a tray of foods and stopped her. With a smile, he took it from her. Her smile grew as she released the tray and went about her day.

“I’ll take it from here,” he murmured, balancing the tray and the parcel before he walked in the direction of his quarters.

“Shall I tell the council not to disturb you for the day?” Baron called. Drew would’ve flipped the advisor off if it wasn’t for his hands being full.

“Might as well,” he called back. It took him a minute to open the door without spilling the food meant for you. You stirred at the thumps of your husband’s boots coming into the room. “My queen,” Drew called out making you whimper in the displeasure that came with waking up.

“My king,” you groaned as you opened your eyes to take in the dimmed light that leaking through the windows. You looked to find your king with a tray of food and something under his arm. You sat up in the bed as your king moved closer to settle the food before you. “What’s this?” Drew smiled as he sat beside you on the bed.

“Happy birthday, my love,” he said while leaning in to kiss your temple. You smiled at your king before you reached for a strawberry on the tray.

“Almost forgot,” you murmured before taking a bite. Drew smiled as he settled the large parcel on your lap.

“This is for you,” he whispered as if sharing a secret….like the first time he ever gave you a present. You couldn’t help but give him a large smile as you untied the parcel to reveal the navy dress and another little parcel inside.

“Ooh, it’s so pretty,” you said in awe as you felt the fabric of the dress. “Ooh…I love it.” You smiled to Drew. “Maybe I’ll wear it today, my king.” He smiled at that but he watched you untie the velvet parcel to find the necklace. You couldn’t help but gasp at the sight of the star sapphire. “Wow. This….this looks like a star.” You help up the necklace to observe it closely, watching the star move across the gemstone when the light caught it. “Oh my. I love this.” You looked up at Drew. “Where did you get this?” Drew smiled before kissing your lips slowly.

“I’ve had it for a while,” he answered, “waiting for the day to give you a star, my love.” You giggled at that before cuddling into his side. You swayed the pendant watching the star move and shine.

“You forgot it was my birthday as well, didn’t you?” you accused in a teasing manner. your king laughed.

“Oh, yeah,” he answered. You hummed.

“I forgive you,” you said to him. “The star bit was a nice touch at a cover up, though.” Drew chuckled.

“I try.”

“I love you, my king,” you murmured up to him. Drew hummed as he reached to cup your face in a large hand. He turned your chin so you face him entirely.

“And I love you, my queen,” he murmured back before pressing a sweet kiss to your lips.

It was the best start to your birthday, and the day wasn’t even over yet.

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iamartemisday · 5 years ago

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WAIT! I forgot the otp LOL. Here it is again: 12 & 94 for Lokane, pretty please 🙂🙃🙂🙃

Roommate AU and Hair Brushing/Braiding

Loki is in... kind of a weird situation.

He has to go to grad school. He knows that and has been planning it his whole life. Ivy league is well within his reach. In fact, he’s already accepted a full-ride scholarship to Princeton. With his brains and charismatic charm, he has no doubt of his success and that he will go on to do so many great(er than Thor) things.

Trouble is, in order to accept this scholarship, he can’t start school until next semester. That’s not good. If there’s one thing Odin hates its laziness and taking a gap year or even just a gap ‘few months’ is the pinnacle of ‘not trying hard enough’ in the old man’s mind. Just look at Thor who went right to Stanford and is now third in his class.

That’s a lot of pressure to put on someone. Luckily, Loki is up for the task.

First step: do not tell his parents about Princeton at all. In fact, as far as they know, Loki still has all those college applications saved away on his laptop. He will definitely get to it next week guys!

Second step: instead of rushing right into the classroom, find a productive way to spend his time before he makes his great big leap into university life. If Odin doesn’t want him to toil away doing nothing when he could be working his ass off at something, that’s perfectly all right.

Fortunately, the local cosmetology school is now enrolling students for their next semester. Hair design is certainly a useful skill in many ways after all.

Now, you might think all of this would not make Odin happy at all. It might sound like Loki did this specifically because the sight of Odin red-faced and pissed off while he enthusiastically discussed his salon management classes over dinner added years to his lifespan every single time.

And you would be right!

So now that Loki is all set up for the next few months, he needs a place to stay. He finds an add online from a young woman in the area looking for a roommate. He answers and goes to see her place. It’s a nice two-bedroom apartment. He learns that Jane, the would-be roommate, is a science major who needs help paying her rent for the next few months before she goes away to grad school.

Admittedly, after spending an hour in Loki’s presence, he is definitely not the kind of person she’d want to room with. However, he’s the only applicant after a week and she’s desperate, so Loki it is!

He moves right in and continues taking his classes. He’s been intentionally vague about his personal details, and so as far as Jane knows, he’s just another broke student like her struggling to make ends meet.

Slowly, they start to get along better. Whatever time Jane doesn’t spend studying is spent with her boyfriend, Donald Blake. Donald is an okay enough guy, though he is a bit unsure of Loki. They more or less get along and as Loki learns more from his cosmetology classes, he starts helping Jane get ready for dates. He does her hair, helps with her make-up, everything. It’s like My Fair Lady except Jane was already beautiful and he’s just doing her a favor as a friend. Nothing weird about it.

Except then Jane and Donald break up. Nothing he or anyone else did, just the natural progression of things. They grew apart, Donald got really into his work, Jane got really into her studies, just one of those things.

On the plus side, Jane has a lot more confidence in herself thanks to Loki’s help. Not just giving her a makeover, but his general attitude of always pushing her to do her best at school. Being smart enough to bounce ideas off of. He trusts her enough at this point to admit he’s going to Princeton in the spring and his cosmetology classes are just a front to piss his father off. Jane thinks it’s still been worthwhile for him to do this. Even if he does eventually leave beauty school behind, he’s still clearly learned some valuable lessons from being involved at all.

The more he thinks about it, the more he agrees. His father may see cosmetology as a waste of time, but it’s an incredible amount of work and he has come to respect both his instructors and fellow students. One guy, Clint Barton, is especially good with hair design, and if you ever say he isn’t, he can shoot you through the eye with an arrow from a mile away.

While all this is going on, Thor is crushing it as Stanford’s number one quarterback. He’s gotten so big, even Jane has heard of him. Loki, who uses his birth last name rather than his adopted last name, is having a much harder time keeping his secret from Jane. He’s starting to wonder why he keeps it a secret at all.

The semester ends and Jane invites Loki to attend a big party with some of her classmates. By some horrible coincidence Fandral, an old family friend, is also there. He spots Loki and tries talking to him. The trouble is Fandral is also on the Stanford team (he’s in town visiting family) and Jane is now wondering how this big shot football player from another state knows her weird but endearing beautician friend.

That’s how it all comes out.

So now Jane knows the truth about Loki. She doesn’t know what to think or why he was so desperate to hide it. She’s been completely transparent with him from the start, perhaps too much so. Now she doesn’t even know if she can trust him anymore, and it really hurts.

Loki has no idea what to do other than kick himself for being so stupid. He ends up calling his mother. She’s always the best person to speak to at times like this. Loving as she is, she’s never afraid to tell the truth.

Indeed, she tells him right away how stupid it was to lie to Jane. She also shocks him by revealing she knows about Princeton and always did. She tells him he needs to talk to Jane and that no matter what he does, whether he takes the scholarship like he planned or remains in beauty school, she is and always will be proud of him.

When Loki goes home, he does something he’s never done before: truly and sincerely apologizes. Jane doesn’t know what to think, and Loki agrees to give her some space. He does, however, ask her for one more favor. When he tells her what it is, Jane can’t help herself but accept.

And so, on her graduation day, Jane gives a speech before classmates dressed in her best looking better than ever with expertly designed hair and makeup. Don is shocked and definitely a little regretful when he sees her, exactly as Loki had planned.

Afterward, Loki completes his semester and should be making plans to move to New Jersey. He finds himself unsure of what to do. He admits to Jane that he’s going to miss her and beauty school. He’s starting to wonder if he should stay after all, to Hell with his father’s expectations. He has nothing to prove anymore.

Jane agrees with him about that but also tells him he’d be a complete idiot not to take this opportunity. It’s not about Odin, it’s about him and what he wants, and they both know what he wants is Princeton.

So Loki begins his schooling as planned. The next few years go by like a blur as Loki and Jane pour themselves into their studies while still making time to regularly call, text, and facetime each other. During the summer, Loki splits his time between Jane (who always makes sure to visit) and classes at the local beauty school, and by the time he has his master’s degree he is also a fully licensed cosmetologist on the side.

That Jane eagerly accepts his marriage proposal the day after he receives his degree is just the icing on the cake. Life really is good.

#Lokane #Loki #Jane Foster #fanfic prompts #fic I won't write

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scav-eng-er · 5 years ago

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“If Nothing Else, We Have This.” TROS Alternate Ending Part 2/?

okay..so I’m very tired and literally re-wrote the beginning so many times and I’m very tired lol (it’s almost 1 am) But here is the second part of my Alternate TROS Ending! I have an outline for part 3 already and MY REYLO HEART IS SCREAMING. Please be aware that I tried to give Leia the best of the best, so if there is something you guys think I could edit, please let me know. I really hope you guys like this and I am sending hugs and kisses to @reylo-trash-4ever and @mojona1999 because you two are my sweet reylomates and beans and ily <3.

Update: Im so sorry i forgot the first part if anyone needs the link lol sorry im a wreck.

Part 1: https://scav-eng-er.tumblr.com/post/190171393259/if-nothing-else-we-have-this-tros-alternate

“Any news from Poe and his team?”

“Nothing yet General.”

A wave of worry flushed over General Organa as she watched the makeshift screen blink rapidly. Tiny dots, indicating Poe’s X-wing and the rest of his ships, hovered around the grid, pinpointing their locations out in the battle. Occasionally, a red dot would disappear and across the base, another screen with the profile of the pilot would burn red with large letters titled: Connection failed. The chaos ensued back at the main base and was just as hectic as the actual battlefield. Commands were announced or yelled through holo-coms and com-links while groups from the skies and land asked what the next plan of attack was. More pilots ran around the princess, prepping their fuel tanks and testing their blasters, oblivious to see the exhaustion in her eyes. Technicians gave last minute check-ups on weapons and hurried back and forth along the forest floor. Lieutenant Connix continued to give orders, her brows furrowed, her eyes flickering back and forth between the many screens. Leia sensed it, both sides were tired. The resistance were on their knees, using their last push of hope to try and defeat Palpatine. But she also sensed doubt in the First Order. In Ben.

He was confused, hurt and torn. Pulled in different directions. This unknowing in him had already impacted the First Order and their so-called impenetrable power. When she felt him begin to question everything, just a few hours ago, she had finally felt more hope spark in her heart. She felt the heat of his saber as it impaled her son, Rey didn’t miss. Her heart soared when the refreshing feeling of Rey’s life force healed Ben’s wound. Yes, there was still hope. But was it enough?

Would this be enough to finally end it all?

A sudden pain erupted from Leia’s chest. Sucking in a gasp, she quietly sat on a boulder, hiding her pain from scurrying pilots as they prepped for another take-off, soon to assist wounded comrades at Exegol. Her body was cold, and she felt weak, defeated…dead. Something had happened to Ben, her Ben. Her hand shook as she covered her mouth to prevent the whimpers of her sobs escape. Blinking back tears, and with the last reasonable idea she could think of, she reached out. Out to the one person she knew could help.

“Luke.” She whispered.

He appeared to her, glowing brighter in the sun. His transparency, in no way hid his happiness to see his sister, aged with time from living her life. Even after all these years, Luke could see how youthful Leia was, her smile was timeless and her strength spanned generations. It inspired those who were now part of the resistance. He had told himself a million times how he wished she had continued her studies. Perhaps the galaxy would’ve turned out different, less pain, less hate. She would’ve saved Ben before Palpatine had even tried to touch him, preventing the world from becoming what it was now.

Yet, here they were, on the precipice of an ending war. The battle happening galaxies away that would determine the outcome of their family, resting on the shoulders of his nephew, her son.

“It’s time.” Leia stated, her voice calm and strong despite the streaks of tears down her rosy cheeks. She was prepared, ready for this day. Luke sensed it too. He knew just how far a mother would go to save her son. He said nothing, but kneeled down and like so many times before, placed a sweet kiss on his sister’s forehead. Leia closed her eyes, not seeing the few tears making their way down Luke’s cheeks.

And just as quiet as he arrived, he was gone.

For the first time, in a very long time, Leia felt at peace. She stood up, no pain in her heart, no worries on her mind. The princess gazed at the base around her. Everything moved in slow motion. The sounds of people and engines droned out. Leia took a step into the sun. It was warm against her skin, as she remembered her life.

Han, her loving, brave, handsome, and annoyingly-arrogant husband. He had filled her life with laughs, tears and love as they stuck together. He was at peace, she knew that. He had never been upset with Ben, he just missed his son. Their son.

Ben. Her only child who was caught in something so much greater than him. He was used and played with, torn and pulled apart until there was nothing left. Leia knew deep down, her baby Ben was there, waiting. The same Ben who wanted to be a Jedi, who wanted to come with her to meetings and visit as many galaxies as he could. The biggest thing Leia missed was how much he needed her. Ben would never admit to how many times he crawled into her bed after a nightmare, or how he pretended to not miss her when she was away. As a teenager, she saw him pull away, trying to be tough, and hide how scared he was, or that he needed help. She could never forgive herself for ignoring how he practically begged for her in his eyes, as the cold, grimy hands of the Dark Side gripped him by the shoulders. But now, Leia felt like she could still save her son, from everything. She could prove to him how much she loved him.

She loved how much Ben needed his mother as a child, and now he needed her more than ever. The general’s world went black as she collapsed to the forest floor.

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Rey played with the hem of Ben’s shirt, the fabric wet with sweat, dirt and blood. He smelled like earth, and Rey realized she had never been this close to know that he smelled so..intoxicating. Every breath she took was so soothing, she couldn’t help but lean in closer. Ben’s eyes never left her, and Rey’s cheeks reddened at how beautiful he made her feel. The comfort in his arms was new, yet felt so familiar that she never wanted to leave. His thumb circled her arm as he held her, and goosebumps scattered down her body.

“So..long..” Rey mumbled, annoyed by how long they had tried to cover it up, or deny just how powerful their feelings for each other really were. This..connection was created before either of them were even born. This attachment and need to be near each other, to be together finally had an explanation behind it. Rey believed this would be the one and only thing she could actually thank their grandparents for. The two mens intertwined fates had curled and twisted. Hate, deceit, years of pain and darkness came to an end with her and Ben, here and now. So yes, she could thank them, for giving her Ben.

Ben hummed in agreement, “Who knew we could be so..” he trailed off.

“Dumb?” Rey stated.

“I was going to say stubborn!” Ben couldn’t help but laugh, before engulfing her lips once again. Every time Ben kissed her, Rey felt like a bad memory was wiped away. Bit by bit, she was losing more details about her life of Jakku. She already couldn’t remember some scars she got as a child, or the names of rival scavengers who occasionally tried to gang up on her. It felt like he was taking away her pain and grief, replacing it with passionate kisses and featherlight touches she hoped she would never forget.

They held each other for a few more moments in sweet, silent bliss before Rey interrupted with the lingering statement.

“We have to go back.”

Ben sighed, “Or we could go…just…leave.”

There was nothing more Ben wanted to then to just be with Rey. They could anything or nothing and he would be happy. If she wanted to boss him around on the falcon? He would do it without hesitation. If she wanted to settle in the greenest galaxy and continue her training? He would make her stronger than him.

But the resistance? He would not just be away from Rey, but behind bars, in chains, with every other soul on the planet, maybe the galaxy, wanting him dead.

“Ben,” She sounded serious, though her voice was quiet. “We’ll figure something out.” She continued to play with his hair. The black, damp curls twisted in her finger and she wondered what he would look like with braids.

“Leia will help us, reduce your sentence. Banishment to another planet is better than life imprisonment right?”

Hearing his mother’s name made his heart sink. Could she even look him in the eye? Would she cry? Scream at him? Forgive him? Ben had hurt her so much, he would understand however she reacted. He undoubtedly deserved it. Even so, he wanted to see her, to hear her voice. He pulled Rey’s hand to his lips, giving a heartfelt kiss before nodding.

Her heart beat rapidly in hope. Ben was going home. He was going to see his mother, going to see Chewie…but he would also see the resistance, including Finn, Poe and Rose. Rey didn’t care. She would do anything to prove just how alive Ben Solo was, with the pieces of Kylo Ren dying long ago.

“Just..no matter what happens, you’ll come back to me right?” He mumbled into her fingers, almost afraid to let go.

Rey smiled so hard, she could almost laugh. She stood up and pulled him with her, her hands never letting go. Even as he towered over her, he looked worried, his eyes trailing up and down her body, making sure she was still alright, still alive. Rey pulled his attention to her warm eyes.

“Nothing could keep me away. Not even death.” She declared. Standing on her toes, Rey wrapped her arms around Ben as she pulled him to her lips. He felt comfort in her embrace, like she would truly never leave him. Even when he would eventually be pulled from her grasp and thrown in a cell, he knew she would fight for him as hard as she could. They would be separated, of course, by distance, guards, and maybe even Leia. But he could wait, he had been waiting for her his whole life anyway. So many had passed through his life in fleeting increments, he could hardly remember any faces, knowing they would all be there one moment, and gone the next. Rey was solid, sturdy, and there for him, with him. At the end of all this, Ben finally felt like he could belong somewhere, in her arms.

The two pulled apart when the noise of battle erupted the from the skies and shook the ground beneath their feet. They ran back to the surface, forgetting the pain they had just endured, ready to take on the next adventure together.

Rey burst through the stars in the X-wing, Ben seated behind her. They danced among the falling debris as it crashed back onto Exegol. He watched as Palpatines undead fleet fell, returning to their graves. Feeling his darkness fall with them, a small smile grew as he said goodbye to the shadows that had trapped him in. Feeling light as a feather, Ben settled into his seat. His eyelids were heavy, and he suddenly felt so tired that he just couldn’t stay awake. As he felt himself drift to sleep, he could vaguely hear the voices and shouts from Rey’s helmet comlink, screams of victory as everyone announced the First Order had officially fallen.

#reylo #ben solo #rey #kylo ren #rey x ben solo #rey x kylo ren #reylo fanfic #tros #scavenger writes #I actually am not proud of this #but im so tired im sorry :(

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pirumxsim · 6 years ago

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Tutorial #1

Thank you for the request, @jenpants!!

I will roughly explain how I made this edit, not every process will be included, since the actual one is more complicated and it depends on my editing style which I change frequently. And sorry if I forgot something or my explanation was simply not enough, haha... This edit took me more than 6 hours and this is a long tutorial, so be careful if you want to click the button below...

What I used:

Reshade 3.08

Reshade preset

Photoshop 6.0

Topaz Clean

Photopea

YouTube for motivation lol

STEP 1:

Delete the background

This is the original screenshot with Reshade. Open ps and delete about 90% of pixels you don’t need. Keep in mind: this the most important part of the whole process, take as long as you want. In this case, I accidentally chose the same color for the background as the hair of the left girl and took more time lol

＊ Tip: If you don't have or can't use Reshade, I recommend drawing shadows on your sims before pasting them on the background at STEP4 ＊

STEP 2:

Use Topaz Clean

This is the image without the background. Now select Topaz Clean and make everything clear and smooth! I usually don’t use(this was the first time!) this plugin for edits with sims I took from farther distance, but I wanted to emphasize the beautiful patterns of their clothes in this one.

STEP 3:

Fix some details

As I have mentioned in STEP 1, the hair and the background had a similar color, so I couldn’t select some parts and therefore needed to fix the hair. After opening Photopea, I used the lasso tool and copied the right bun and then blurred softly. Also, some pixels were remaining where there was the shadow in the original screenshot. For this, I only used the eraser tool, but with different sizes. This is the result:

STEP 4:

Find the best size of the background for your sims

This really depends on your blog theme or your editing style, but I often post my edits in 1065 x 1218px with a transparent frame, so what I do is: change the size of the background to 1100(height), paste my sims and cut off some parts of the background so that you can focus more on the sims. Before/After:

STEP 5:

Draw some shadows under your sims and blur around their edges

In this edit I could leave this process, but I did it as always. To make the shadows look more natural and realistic, I recommend drawing them separately and with different opacities in multiple layers. Then use the blur tool for the edges, but the brush should only cover the borderlines, so make it smaller.

STEP 6:

Change the blending options of your sims

In blending options, add the gradient overlay with soft light and a new adjustment layer to change the brightness(and maybe contrast too). This is the second important process. Before/After:

STEP 7:

Add color overlays with gradients

If you’re already satisfied in the previous step, you can skip to STEP 8. It depends on what tone you want to have for your edits, but in this case, I used some different blue tones and used the gradient tool. Result:

STEP 8:

Draw lights for the background and sims

In most cases you don’t need this. Skip to the next step. I did this, because there were colorful neon lights in the background and it was fuuun lol. Just trace on the lights and the edges of your sims with the same color as the neon lights in the background. And also, I added some more lights ON my sims, especially the clothes to add a glowing(?) effect. Result:

STEP 9:

Use the blur filter on the background

Select the motion blur with 1px, then use the gaussian blur with 1px.

STEP 10:

Save your picture and add more effects

Save it as a png file and open it from the new tab. Then select auto contrast. After this use the motion blur with 4px and draw with the sharpen tool only on your sim’s face.

STEP 11:

Add some 3D effects

This is optional. Skip this. Open ps again and duplicate the layer 2 times. For 1 layer select G and B from the blending option in the channel group. For the other, select only R. After this, at the layer with G and B, use the move tool and push the left arrow on your keyboard 1 time. Then go to the layer with the R channel and push the right arrow 1 time. Save your picture. Result:

STEP 12:

Change the size of your picture

Open Photopea and change into the size you want to have. Mine was 1065 x 1218px with a transparent frame(the picture itself was 701 x 1170 at the end)

＊ Thank you for reading this and I hope I could help you! ＊

#sims 4 #ts4 edit #tutorial

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asexualzoro · 7 years ago

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list of reasons I find zoro ridiculous

after my similarly titled mihawk post took off I decided to make a zoro post, since he’s my second favorite character and also arguably the most ridiculous character in all of One Piece. here we go

- I know what you’re all thinking. i’m gonna open this list with how he wields three swords, right? no. no, Zoro has done so much ridiculous bullshit, this doesn’t even seem weird anymore. i don’t even bat my eye at this. this is nothing. now that i’ve got that out of the way, let’s begin

- this dude has like, an obsession with cutting off his own limbs? and MAYBE i can understand trying to cut his feet off when they were stuck in wax—you’re trying to save your friends, i get it—but what about when he was sword shopping in loguetown? who’s first response when buying a cursed sword and testing if it’s really cursed is “i’ll toss it in the air n see if I get amputated lol.” plus there’s that old filler where luffy gets his finger stuck in a bottle and, when he asks zoro for help getting it out, zoro tries to CUT IT OFF. im convinced he lost that left eye of his bc he got dust or something in it and then tried to stab it out

- there’s like, several occasions where Zoro has been directed to head up a staircase and gone some other direction. it happened in enies lobby and in dressrosa? like, what’s the dude got against stai—... oh, wait

- his reintroduction post timeskip. get on the wrong boat? just cut it in half! who even cares! how’d you even end up on the wrong boat? you had to walk towards that boat, which means looking at the boat. that boat looked nothing like the sunny, wouldn’t zoro have noticed that? he also has to make an effort to climb on, which means, you guessed it, looking at the boat! he probably sees the crew members, maybe even gets helped up by one or a few. how did he not at any point in time notice that wasn’t his boat?

- also when they landed on sabaody the first time and zoro was like “i’m gonna go take a walk!” and both Sanji and Usopp tried to stop him, talking to him like concerned parents of a troublemaking toddler, like “Zoro you can’t go out there you’ll get lost!” to which Zoro replies “yeah but the grottos are numbered, I can find my way back if I just remember the number!” and Sanji and Usopp are like “okay, solid logic, even YOURE not dumb enough to mess that up” and what does Zoro do? what does he fucking do?

- I want to emphasize he messes it up because a bubble covers the 4 in “Grotto 41” so he thinks it’s grotto 1. BUBBLES. ARE. TRANSPARENT

- “sorry, I don’t pray to god” fuckin edgelord

- Zoro’s epithet is “Pirate Hunter” and it’s super lame. he could’ve been “Demon of the East Blue” but they went with pirate hunter, even though he became a pirate. even Chopper’s is better than his lbr

- THERES A SCENE WHERE SANJI THREATENS TO PUT RAZOR BLADES IN ZOROS FOOD N ZOROS LIKE “do it u won’t” SO SANJI DOES AND ZORO JUST EATS THEM? ODA EVEN GOT ASKED ABOUT IT IN AN SBS AND CONFIRMED YES, ZORO DID IN FACT EAT RAZOR BLADES. THIS 2EDGY4U BITCH JUST. STRAIGHT UP. ATE RAZOR BLADES

- in film gold he wears that black jacket under the white one. mind you he had no way of knowing he would be trapped in gold by tesoro or that they’d all have a dramatic coordinated outfit change once he was free so what the fuck was he doing? why did he wear that? who wears two jackets for no reason?

- “if i’m gonna be a statue I want it to be in this pose” “i’m glad I struck a pose”

- remember when zoro fought mr. 1 in alabasta and mr. 1 dropped a stone building on him and he was just like “this is a rocky day” or smth equally awful? i hate him

- the tarzan yell in skypiea

- actually, the goggles too.

- didn’t he try to convince someone he was fighting they were sunglasses bc they had some blinding light-based attack? I feel like he did but I don’t remember skypiea well enough to be sure

- Zoro vs the bird in skypiea. spent a fair amount of the damn arc running around skypiea getting messed w by a bird (which, according to Luffy, was more evolved than Zoro bc it had developed a sense of direction. burned by ur own captain)

- when asked why Zoro was able to speak with a sword in his mouth, oda said “IT’S HIS HEART SPEAKING”

- that colorspread Zoro where he reads a book about weightlifting while balancing a weight on top

- when Zoro fights that masochist guy in film gold (I think his name was dice?) and said some cocky ass one liner after the guy fell unconscious that went something like “What's wrong? Didn't it feel good? Aren't you gonna scream in pleasure?" awful

- Zoro almost gets murdered by Mihawk and then, later that day, tries to take on fishmen underwater. others r like “you cannot handle this, you will literally die” and Zoro doesn’t even care bc Luffy is in trouble

- he was sailing bc he left home to find mihawk and then couldn’t figure out how to get back

- remember that filler where Zoro taught Luffy how to skate but then forgot to teach him how to turn. I love both that this happened and the implication that Zoro is a person who knows how to roller skate and therefore has spent time roller skating. Zoro roller skating backstory when?

- when Zoro was fighting oz, a 500 year old corpse, he licked his sword. now, on top of licking his sword being ridiculous as hell because, listen, there’s NOTHING cool about licking your sword. you just look like a loser. but a sword that just came out of a 500 year old corpse? really? i know it was preserved by the cold and all but there’s no way it didn’t rot at all. that’s a rotted, frozen corpse. Zoro what in the HELL were you thinking. I hope you get sick

- i’m sure it probably wasn’t even the first time he licked his sword in a fight but I will say with absolute confidence he looked like a loser every single time

- I feel like he licked his sword while facing mr 1 but I can’t remember. if he did, that’s honestly iconic. stare down a dude that’s made of swords while licking yours? power move. only decent time to kick your sword

- Zoro, joining Luffy: “if you stand in the way of my dream i’ll kill you!” Zoro, a day later: “of course i’ll carry my captain in this heavy cage on my back to safety. oh this gaping wound in my side? nothing. who cares about bleeding to death, my captain needs me!”

- all those big weights he’s got. all of them.

- especially that time he was lifting weights post thriller bark after barely surviving kuma, still heavily injuries, complaining about how weak he is. buddy...

- that time in drum island where he decided to train by going swimming in the freezing ice-country water, then when he got out he got lost in the snowy mountains until he wandered into a random battle and took out some guy just to steal his coat

- this isn’t the only time he steals some random dude’s coat

- the chimney.

- that filler in smiles lobby where he gets, like, abducted by a bunch of children for a day and integrated into their family?

- Roronoa Zoro went fursuiting in dressrosa and that’s a canon fact you all must acknowledge

- speaking of being a furry anyone remember mugiwara theater?

- THE FUCKING MUGIWARA THEATER NAMES. mugiwara theater is a gift, alright? here’s some: nakamura hanzorou. zobear. ZOROMILK

- I FORGOT TO MENTION. THAT TIME ZORO N USOPP WERE HANDCUFFED TOGETHER AND ZORO TRIED TO CONVINCE USOPP TO PLAY ROCK PAPER SCISSORS WITH HIM TO SEE WHICH ONE OF THEM WOULD HAVE TO CUT THEIR HAND OFF

- also the fact that his logic was “it’ll be fine cuz chopper can just sew it back on”

- can we also talk abt how later that fight he uses Usopp as a sword because holy shit Zoro

- this isn’t technically zoro’s fault but the guy who sold him his sword to him in loguetown has a giant version of bounty image up above his bath, which........

- barto asked for zoro’s autograph and Zoro just wrote “sword”

- the grave of the rumbar pirates was finished right around when Zoro woke up from his coma post thriller bark and Zoro decided to walk over while Brook is sitting there mourning almost everyone he ever loved and just. plops his sword—an inanimate object—in the dirt by the grave of BROOKS ENTIRE CREW like “hey i’m gonna bury this here u don’t mind tho right? cool”

- he’s lucky Brook is such a cool dude cuz if I was mourning the death of MY crew and some fuck decided to plant a rusty sword there i’d just fuckin kill em

- in Zou they were talking abt whatever and Luffy mentioned how Sanji was as strong as one thousand men and Zoro, clearly jealous that Sanji got praised by Luffy, butt in with a stuttery objection on how HE was stronger than Sanji and worth TWO THOUSAND men, which luffy ignored, and Nami had to reassure him that yes, Zoro, we know you’re strong. toddler

- this is also not technically zoro’s fault but one time someone asked oda in an sbs which strawhats would eat ice in their drink and oda answered who would n wouldn’t (Luffy, Chopper, Brook, Usopp, and Robin would, if ur wondering). Zoro was on the wouldn’t list, and some fan sent oda a letter informing him of a panel where Zoro was shown eating ice to disprove this. someone pulled zoro ice eating receipts on oda and that’s a fact we all have to live with

- the first time Zoro meets mihawk—the strongest man in the world, the man he wants to defeat someday, and incredibly powerful and impressive dude—he cries like a baby

- zoro’s been crucified like 4 times now. once in his introduction than in three movies (6, gold, nebulandia). idk why this keeps happening but honestly? keep it up

- when Brook joined the crew, Zoro said he was sorry for Brooks bad luck as if one of the first things Brook ever saw Zoro do wasn’t to try and die for the crew via Giant Paw Ball of Pain

- speaking of, i’m pretty sure half the reason zoro DIDNT die in thriller bark is because if he died via smth as silly as a giant paw ball his injured pride would kill him again

- I was going to make fun of Zoro for wearing only a suit and a fake mustache in dressrosa as a disguise but then I realized, like, given how absolutely shredded Zoro was in Punk Hazard and how that suit somehow managed to squish it all down without zoro ripping the sleeves off? solid disguise

- when merry was burning and everyone’s bawling and remembering great memories on the ship and Zoro was standing there, 100% stoic, remembering a nap

- Zoro saw marines (Garp) coming to Water 7 while Luffy was still unconscious and ran off to warn the others but couldn’t find his way back to the hotel

- that G8 filler where he falls off a cliff in pursuit of his swords

- speaking of fillers, remember that amnesia one? (ha). highlights include Zoro trying to physically fight a small sea horse (plus Usopp doing a bad lip-syncing) and Zoro swimming through the Grand Line with his swords tied to his head by his bandana

- meets a dragon, eats the dragon

- it got mentioned once that Sanji and Nami canonly help Zoro and the other guys get dressed. so every time Zoro wears something absolutely ridiculous (which is often), it’s probably Sanjis doing

- “I can’t believe I cut a freaking booger!!”

- speaking of, remember that time Luffy flicked a booger into Zoro’s drink at the Baratie and Zoro tried to force him to drink it?? remember that?? I hate them both

- that time Zoro was trying to find the Right Eye in Skypiea, said that (though the path to get there was STRAIGHT AHEAD) all he had to do to find the right eye was just keep going right (even though that would just lead him in circles!). and then after that do you know what direction he went?? do you know?? he fucking went left

- the time Zoro got lost walking on a straight path in a filler.

- Zoro lost to a guy in a fight and just fucking let the dude cut him in half. like, yes, the baratie scene was all cool as all hell and I love it but Zoro did in fact basically invite a dude to cut him in half

- when they were hit by negative hollows and everyone else said stuff that was kinda funny but Zoro went straight up “I don’t deserve to exist” please honey talk to someone

- he was fighting Kaku and kept engaging in Kaku’s devil fruit bs and then berating himself for being uncool as if he wasn’t already fighting a giant giraffe

- to end this list, I want to get to Zoro’s absolute worst offense. remember when Zoro fought Kaku and he did that asura form thing? where he straight up grew four extra arms and two extra heads, all wielding swords? what the FUCK was that? and don’t tell me “fighting spirit” alright. that’s bull. people don’t just GROW EXTRA SWORD-WIELDING BODY PARTS because they’re just REALLY INTO a FIGHT. like I know this is One Piece and shit’s ridiculous all this time but this? this is too much. even for One Piece this is too much. this is so ridiculous. there has to be a line, even in One Piece, with what these guys are allowed to get away with. I can accept haki so good you can see the future. I can accept spinning so fast you set your leg on fire. I can accept being made of springs. I can accept booger bombs. I can accept all that and more, but this? this is where i take my stand. Roronoa Zoro cannot keep getting away with this! fighting spirit is just not an explanation. and the worst part? the absolute worst part?

- Zoro makes four extra limbs and two extra heads, all armed with swords, MATERIALIZE out of THIN AIR with absolutely NO REAL EXPLANATION and then pretty much NEVER DOES IT AGAIN! he did it once in sabaody (and once in strong world) and then hasn’t done it since! everyone else uses the power ups they got in enies lobby all the time but Zoro, somewhere out there, knows how fuckin sick this attack is (bc yeah it’s ridiculous as hell but like I still enjoy it) and he just won’t do it again. not once post timeskip has he used it at all. Roronoa Zoro knows what he’s doing and he is out there, right now, laughing

- roronoa zoro is one of my top three favorite one piece characters and I make this list entirely out of love. (feel free to add on more moments I may have missed and i’ll add them)

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