#I am incredibly glad that I was able to create something together with you...

[honeysparklesmash]

A collab with magnificent @estridd !!

(this is soldier and demo from intern fortress, the creators of which are Estridd and @dummbas)

[genevawrenn]

A little post about our beloved QSMP eggs and what they taught me.

Starting off with Chayanne, our little warrior. Your strength through agony was always something to be admired, your dedication to providing to your family through delicious food is something I will always remember. You fought so hard, little leader, I'll miss you always.

Lullah, lovely musician and stealer of hearts Lullah. You are such a bright star, you formed bonds of love and won over the harshest souls instantly. You taught love for both yourself and others, you gave us a deep and intriciate character we will always think of fondly.

Everyone who has followed me for a while knows the Death Family was probably the one I spoke about the most (besides Hideduo). They were always near each other which is something I will remember fondly. They had their troubles but they always talked them out. I'll miss you most.

Ramon, oh my sweet Ramon. You were a late addition to my attention, but I'm so glad I found you, even for the short time I did. Your dedication in protecting your siblings spoke beyond what words can say about your character. I will always remember your excitement and curiosity.

Richas; chaotic, excitable, hyper, and a dear wild child. You made everyone laugh with your antics, it was never a boring time from the moment we saw your cow head to the moment you sped off. You captured so much life and projected it to those you cared about, one of us forever.

Leo <3 My darling, my dear, I never spoke about you much but I love each and every time you came on screen. Your bright and loud personality is a delight, teaching many how wonderful it is to be exactly you. I've heard her admin is a streamer, you should go follow!

Sunny, oh my goodness Sunny. Another huge persona who taught me so much about loving myself and presenting exactly as me. I hope you know how many people you have touched by being you so perfectly. I can not picture any other parent than Tubbo for you, you are adorable together.

Empanada, our time together was too short, but I will forever treasure it. You played such a clever and observant character, very intune with others emotions and able to comfort anyone in their times of trouble. You made people think and learn, an incredible gift to everyone.

Pepito, oh my goodness with you, I think Richas met their rival with sheer energy and excitement.

My little BOLAS eggo, you swept in and easily made everyone want to protect you.

You teach many whimsy, kindness, and stepping out of your comfort zone. You make so many smile 😃

Dapper and Pomme...I can not even separate you in this post. I wasn't able to catch much content surrounding you but I always appreciated how much I saw both your influence in your siblings. Dapper, you always kept your dad on his toes. Pomme, I adore your capacity to love all.

Trump, Tilin, Juana, Bobby.

Time was tragically short together, barely a breath on the long cycle of emotions this story drove us through.

I can say with certainty you will never be forgotten, your influence touched many even if you were only with us for a matter of days. 💕

I unfortunately do not have any screenshots of Chunsik, a similar sentiment to the Egg Island three, as I don't feel we have enough time together, but I'll think of you fondly. I wish you had more time to wow us, I'm not even sure if we will see you again but I wish you the best.

I am a changed person after becoming interested in this content and this server, and that's a positive thing. I only feel sorrow because I love it so deeply. You inspired me to keep creating and connecting with new people. I'll miss what we had forever, thank you for everything.

[lunaapudleonem]

I saw your post about YODs in composite, and it was so insightful! I was wondering if you could explain what a Kite means in composite? There’s limited information out there, but the information I am able to find says it can be significant.

Hi!! I'm so glad you found my post insightful!

Before I give you my interpretation of Kite in the composite chart, I would like to explain what a Kite really is to my followers. It's called a Kite because it's an astrological configuration that looks like a kite, and it's formed from trines, an opposition, and sextiles. The trines form a triangle shape. This triangle involves 3 planets each in the same element (which is logical because the trine is formed only between two planets with different signs of the same element). The fourth planet opposes one of the 3 planets that form the triangle while creating at the same time 2 sextiles with the other two planets (you can look at the example of a Kite below, I added Stephen King's chart).

This is my interpretation of Kites in the natal chart:

I'd say anyone with a Kite in a natal chart is really talent in a specific area, however, it also depends on which planets are involved in the Kite configuration (to know which talent they really have) and at what degree (to determine how talented someone is)

the trines are responsible for giving the individual creativity, talent and little bit of good luck

trines are also related to fated events and opening doors and opportunities for the person

The triangle in a natal chart if it connects water placements in general represents someone who has strong psychic abilities, strong intuition, and a good foundation to be good at witchcraft

the opposition in the kite represents something that the individual needs to balance out in life, represents some obstacles and struggles

on the other side, the opposition also often time represents the drive, something that also pushes the person to do their best, it gives them a certain level of motivation and ambition

the sextiles can similarly to the trines represent opportunities and good support from the environment once the person starts following their fate

I saw often times astrologers say that people are incredibly lucky to have Kites in their natal charts. However, I wouldn't say they're incredibly lucky, and definitely not in all areas. Only in the area related to their talent. For example, one of my favorite writers of all time, Stephen King has a Kite in his natal chart, this is an example of it:

We can see that mr. King has this triangle configuration at the bottom side of his natal chart that opposes his MC

As we all know, he is a very talented writer, but he had a big problem with kickstarting his career (opposition with his MC) and he lived in poverty in his early 20s

We also know that he was in an accident where a vehicle hit him and he had a lot of health problems because of the accident

He struggled with addiction

He achieved a lot and he managed to make a successful career out of his talent for writing, but I wouldn't say he was lucky in all aspects, he definitely struggled a lot in other domains in life

Now, back to your question!

What could a Kite mean in a composite chart:

Both individuals have a passion for something and use that passion as a strong bond in their relationship

They both spark each other's creative side in a certain domain (for example fashion, art, literature, or music)

The Kite could also indicate that their meeting was fated

The Kite could also mean that other people see the relationship as a very interesting dynamic where the individuals blend together nicely

The opposition is the biggest tension between the two - identifying the planet that opposes one of the planets in the trine could help turn obstacles into something positive

the Kite represents unusual growth in a certain domain

the two individuals should find out what is it that they are both good at and even better at when they're together - afterward they can monetize it or use it as something that can be their vent and something that can make them relaxed and happy

they feel both understood and motivated by each other when they're creating something

couples that have a Kite in the composite chart could collaborate together on projects, work reports, or in the entertainment industry

Kite alone in the composite chart is not enough for the relationship to last (it's necessary to check the synastry chart to see if the relationship will be something that lasts long)

Thank you so much for your question! I enjoyed answering it a lot!! if anyone has any similar questions I'd love to answer them.

Another thing, I'm thinking of doing a natal chart analysis of a famous person again. Maybe a writer, actor, or singer! Please send me some suggestions in asks!

Consider supporting me on Buy me a coffee !! Even just one coffee means a lot to me!

Dm me for a natal chart or composite chart reading!

[beautifulpersonpeach]

Which members promotions were your favorite so far? Hobi might win for me because that listening party was super fun and Lollapalooza was crazy. Also More sits at the same table as SMFpt2 for me as far as being really shocking and exciting when it dropped!

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Hi Anon!

Nothing beats Yoongi’s D-DAY tour for me. My god what an experience. I was fortunate to attend multiple stops and I still have fever dreams in the middle of the day remembering how hard I was screaming along to Burn It and Huh, how my friend burst into tears during Snooze, how I choked up a bit during Life Goes On and finally lost it on The Last. The encore tours gave me the emotional equivalent of a blood transfusion. Seeing Jimin, Namjoon, and Jungkook on stage in a proper concert setting for the first time in almost a year, was really the best parting gift and I’ll always be grateful to Yoongi for it. I love that man very, very much.

That cute practice session Yoongi did for the ‘I’m so cute’ or whatever challenge with Jimin too, subbing ARMYs with screaming plushies and the live he did reading fan messages teasing us about his seven tattoo… and then that cheeky reveal after the tour ended…

Yoongi gave me everything and more with his album and the tour.

Other members too:

- SeokJin going to Argentina to promote The Astronaut with Coldplay was incredible. The planning and organizing behind that feat couldn’t have been easy but somehow they made it work and LatAm ARMYs were finally able to see at least one Tannie for the first time in a long while. That really was amazing.

- Taehyung’s Tiny Desk performances are 🤌🏽

- I loved how Jimin really thought outside the box with his promotions, choosing to go on many really fun Korean variety shows. These are shows BTS either hadn’t done ever or in something like 5 years. A lot of my K-ARMY friends loved how Jimin seemed to prioritize them fully in ways that hadn’t been done for a while.

- I tried hard to attend Joon’s small concert but work commitments didn’t allow that possibility, but I also really love his promotion choices. My partner (surprisingly) has become a tiny bit obsessed with Joon’s Tiny Desk performance lol, so I suspect Joon has gained a new fan.

- Think I’ve already talked about how Hobipalooza was the concert highlight of 2022 for me. Hobi had such a short time to put everything together, and I’m proud of him for going out of his comfort zone a bit sending out invites and throwing the launch party. I loved seeing him just celebrate his success, seeing the other members chill out and have a good time.

- It was nice seeing that at least one member did not forget Europe exists with their promotions (😭), so I’m glad Jungkook could make the trip over to promote Seven in the UK.

The rapline’s album projects are easily some of the best releases this year in any genre for me. And I’m not even trying to be biased. Corroborated by critics reviews, each album is a solid, cohesive, and cerebrally stimulating piece of art and I’m so proud of them for putting it together. It’s easy to see how BTS has become the biggest band in the world when you have these three men who can stand as respected artists in their own right, being the bedrock of the music created by BTS for the last 10 years.

Jimin’s debut with FACE ended k-pop in 2023. I’m not sure if you’re aware, but the industry as we know it, life as we know it, Jimin as we knew him, ended in March 2023. What Jimin did with Set Me Free Pt 2 still gives me goosebumps when I think about it. That song was a warning shot, a small mercy to the industry to warn them in advance of who Jimin is prepared to become as a solo artist and as Jimin of BTS, and I cannot overstate how excited I am for his next project. FACE as an album is the complete package. His songs are just good. Like, actually good. Good enough to play anywhere and any time. That’s the kind of music Jimin makes. Imagine hearing Face-off in a concert arena… imagine hearing the intro play before he comes on stage. Can you even imagine….

Lol I’m starting to hurt myself with these imagines.

Taehyung’s album too is very good (though these days it only gets plays from me in the evenings). And while Seven isn’t my favorite release, it’s still a well made song that Jungkook of course has done a phenomenal job with. Twice now he’s had to promote it outdoors in very bad weather and he’s kept his vocals stable and well projected. He’s working hard and I’m hoping it translates well into work done for his solo album debut later this year.

I have almost no complaints in the debut solo showcases from all the members, in their promotion styles, and in the overall presentation. These albums were all very decent and respectable first showings from the members of the biggest group in the world. The response from the general public and professional critics has been very favourable, and the fandom has supported each member to be as successful as one would expect for anyone from BTS.

I’m a very happy ARMY in Chapter 2 ^_^

[fog-of-hydrangeas]

just popping in to say that it warms my heart to see you making altars for gods, angels, and other deities alike. i can't imagine how the receiver must feel to view it, it must be incredibly heartwarming. as an angel, i just wanted to say that it makes me unbelievably happy to see the content you post. even though the posts arent directed toward me, it still makes me feel seen in a way. thank you for the hard work, love, and care you put into each altar.

i can't express enough how grateful i am that i get to affect others in such a positive way. i really adore putting together these little art pieces (gifts? places of worship? ig it depends on who you ask what an altar really is haha-) and am so very glad that others appreciate them so much.

so, thank you! both to you for this wonderful message and to all the beings whose altars i've created or am in the process of creating. the fact that i'm able to do this for you all is something i treasure <3

[tf-cyberaligned]

I guess that the Cybertronian artifact not only expanded their human lives but also their storage brain capacity. What do I mean? Not to be mean or say that your Cyber-continuity doesn't have sense. Like, NO, IS AWSOME AND I CAN'T WAIT TO READ MORE. I'm just a dumb person who likes to search for things that catch my attention and made me want to ramble... sorry.

But if you wanna take this into consideration when the thing with the relic happens and you want to explain something, I'll leave you with this. No need to listen actually.

The complexity of longevity with humans lies in the inability of organists to withstand the burdens of operating for more than a couple hundred two hundred years, basically, joints would eventually begin to break down under their own weight and stress, that's why we turn into dust when we die, but of course, lest remember that this is a Cyberpunk dystopia so fortunately, robotic organs will be the next fashion heat!!

But is it possible to replace all the various parts of a body?

Unfortunately no, there are limits, and those limits lay in our brains!! A human being is capable of storing around 100 terabytes of memory, or, what are the same, 100,000 gigabytes of memory, experiences, knowledge, etc. All of them are embedded in our heads thanks to the aforementioned neurons. It may seem like a huge number but eventually, likely in 300 years, a human brain would be full of memories, information, and all kind of stuff, making a person unable to put two words together, feel disoriented, as if you had a "brain fog." Having trouble finding things that could be in front of you. Feeling very confused, taking longer to process new information, or having trouble understanding things. Difficulty making decisions or analyzing things... etc. Let us also not forget about diseases that deteriorate the brain, neurodegenerative diseases, that make this process painfully faster.

Is an incredible concept for horror. But like I said, this is just me doing research on a topic that I just got focused on because I need to stress myself.

hi

I am glad you asked this, cause I did not realize this about the human brain!

Old lore is in italics and is not 100% anymore

For the body

How they stay the same age looks wise is because their bodies are essentially put into a stasis-like state. So their joints don't wear down, their organs don't fail, and and things like cancer don't really grow. The only things that do seem to change is their blood cells and keratin in their body, so their hair and nails still grow. This is all based around Cybertronian anatomy.

The artifact was created by Cybertronians, who when creating it used Cybertronian anatomy as a basis. Now, human and Cybertronian anatomy are different, but hold many similarities. The relic had targeted the organs and parts of the human body that were shared in similarity with Cybertronians.

Things such as brains, circulatory system, eyes, muscles, bones, skin, and digestive system are all examples of similarities between the two species. The relic effected these organs, making them similar to how Cybertronian organs are. This means that the blood will still regenerate, they still have to eat, and they will still mentally age. However, things that are not comparable to Cybertronian anatomy were effected differently.

The relic had no clue how to handle things like hair, nails, lungs, reproductive systems, and other organs such as spleens and kidneys. There was no translation of these organs to Cybertronian organs, so the relic just didn't do much with them. Inner organs were put into stasis, still functioning but they were only effected due to being in proximity to other comparable organs. Hair and nails just weren't really messed with by the relic.

However that can have some big drawbacks. Their skin does not grow back to form scabs and scars, which can lead to wounds continuing to bleed. Their blood is able to clot cause in blood there are red blood cells and white blood cells. The white blood cells have something known as a platelet, which creates the blood clots. Since their bodies are no longer able to regenerate their skin, skin grafting surgery is required for large wounds.

Obviously, with several of the characters, this is not an option they are able to take. Miko for example got an acid poured on her face during a recon mission, and skin grafting would not have fixed this. That is why she has a metal plating around her head. Jack's chest also has metal plating after getting an injury across his chest. Most of the small scars you see on our human characters either came before the beam blasted them, or were the result of donor skin grafting. Kade's burn scar for instance is one of the injuries that is received before the beam hits the group.

Now for the brain issue

In Cyberpunk Edgerunners, which is one of my many inspirations, we are introduced to these ports in the skin.

These ports as seen in EP 2 "Like a Boy", David and Lucy are seen stealing a technology known as Datashards from Corpo people. These Datashards can contain anything from money, information, photos, videos, schematics, etc.

It's basically a glorified SD card.

We are also introduced to Deep Dive Tech. This kind of technology is connected to the occipital lobe to allow for high amounts of data transfer between minds or mind and technology. This is highly dangerous and requires trained professionals to operate.

So what does this mean for my continuity?

Both of these heavily inspired what I plan to do for the brain situation.

These brain ports are connected to the occipital lobe just the Deep Dive Tech. Memories are able to be copied, downloaded, transferred, and even deleted. This allows for the operator, Raf majority of the time, to be able to extract the memories not needed for everyday life from the rest of Team Prime and the Rescue Team. Miko even asked for him to delete the memory she had of getting half of her face melted off, which is perfectly understandable in that situation.

The memories that are extracted are able to be returned to the person as well. Kade for instance had his memories of Hailey copied and extracted, put onto a hard drive specifically for those exact memories. Hailey was not one of the people hit by the beam, leading to Kade losing her by her dying of old age. He had his memories of her extracted so that he wasn't constantly reminded that she was gone, but he could also redownload those memories when he needed to.

So that's my idea for fixing the memory capacity issue! Yes it's very sci fi bullshit, but that's the fun part of cyberpunk universes.

[icameasiam]

happy birthday to annabelle, but more importantly— happy birthday to indi. because without you, we wouldn't have belle. <3 and if we didn't have belle, who else would all of my muses be madly in love with ??? all jokes aside, i know you don't care about celebrating your birthday. but i care about celebrating your birthday, and have done so every year now because it's a day i consider worth celebrating. i'm so glad your parents did the dirty all those years ago, and i'm so glad that we both have this silly little hobby of playing barbies online— because without either of those things, i never would have met you at a weird time of my life back in (i think) 2018. i've found and cherished many friendships on this godforsaken site throughout my years here, but we have never ever skipped a beat— and i think that's something incredibly special. the universe knew that i had to be born eight days later than you because the strength of two scorpios combined would have been too powerful for this world.

i know i try to make something fun for you and belle every year, and i'm sorry that this isn't the prettiest (although you know one of my love language is gift giving so i'll eventually make that up to you on levi's blog)— but i couldn't not at least tell you how important you are to myself and to others on your day, because its the least you deserve. you are one of the kindest people i know, the most giving and selfless, and i don't think i'll ever trust another person on this site the same way that i trust you. and not only that, but you are so incredibly talented. i know you haven't been able to write as of late, but god. i love just going back and reading our old threads together. i was so intimidated by your writing when we first met. the world you have built for annabelle continues to be so beautifully developed and real that it's hard to believe she isn't. i love her so much. i love the dynamics and relationships we have built. they come so easy. i think about levi and belle and the years of love we have put into them as a pair at least once a day.

but i love you more. i'm so happy you were born, and i'm so happy to have you in my life and to be able to call you my friend and big sister. one day the stars will align and we'll be able to watch scary movies and vibe to music and eat taco bell together in person. but in the meantime, i'm more than glad to send each other silly tiktoks and laugh and cry over our babies through a screen. i hope today was just as amazing as you are. <3

                      The  thing  is;  you  sent  this  to  me  a  year  ago  and  I  was  so  fucking  depressed  that  I  could  only  bring  myself  to  speak  to  you  one  on  one  about  it.  I'm  such  a  loser  with  these  things  ...  I  know  I  am.  This  means  to  me  as  much  today  as  it  did  the  day  you  sent  it;  it  truly  meant  so  much.  And  I  know  we  had  spoken  about  it  on  a  personal  level  but  still,  it  doesn't  take  away  from  how  much  this  truly  meant  for  me  to  receive. 

                      You  have  always  been  one  of  my  biggest  supporters  and  closest  friends  ---  we  were  literally  talking  about  it  today.  I  just  feel  so  blessed  to  know  that  you're  in  my  life  and  that  we  get  to  create  the  way  we  do.  It  is  truly  a  blessing  to  know  that  we  can  have  the  connection  that  we  do  out  of  character.  Thank  you  for  always  being  there  for  me.  Thank  you  for  believing  in  me  and  always  looking  out  for  me  the  way  you  do.  And  thank  you  for  loving  Annabelle  the  way  you  do;  the  way  your  muses  do.

                      It's  crazy  to  think  about  how  this  all  started.  To  think  that  it  started  with  friendly  words  and  the  desire  to  create.  It  has  turned  into  a  connection  that  I  can't  imagine  never  having  in  my  life;  we  spoke  about  this  today  and  it  will  always  be  a  connection  that  is  meaningful  to  me.  Thank  you  for  being  who  you  are  and  how  you  are.  Thank  you  for  sharing  your  talent  with  me  and  for  always  making  sure  that  my  ideas  come  to  life.  Tumblr  or  no  tumblr  you  will  always  be  one  of  my  favorite  people  ---  one  of  the  people  I  trust  the  most.  So  thank  you  for  allowing  me  to  have  that.

[yuseirra]

Hello, I just wanted to tell you that your work had inspired me to make my own animatics (the first "proper" one is almost ready!), and your art style was the primary influence for my storyboarding. I still remember the first time I watched one of the animatics of yours, and was absolutely blown away by it. Fast forward a year, and I am making my own fan art for another niche, indie game. So, I wanted to thank you personally, and I hope I can share what I did with that inspiration!

I still recall when I first started really imagining animation as it relates to characters in a setting and plot. The animatic of yours is like a knitted blanket, all of the characters go together despite the colour scheme being very different. I was memerized by the coordination - it was like a dance, almost!

So, I started wondering about other games I played, and I thought "Maybe I can try something like that too". It wasn't easy, I suck at art, but I learnt quite a lot. For example, how to blend two different scenes with different rooms in a fluid manner. Or how to protray a character with only a few sketches, as I cannot make every frame colourful.

I deeply recall going back to the"Road Less Taken" video, as well as so many others, and slowing down the speed to 0.5, so I could see every single frame slowly, and trying to figure out how to add movements that won't be too "noisy". In that time, I tried experimenting with art styles, and sort of mixed up a lot of brushes together.

One particular moment was when I tried to make a "dramatic" moment in my badly drawn sketch. I remember seeing that you would take a black and white frame, and then, the next frame would be the same thing but in colour. I thought it was so cool! So, I tried it.

It didn't work out as I hoped (my colouring was messy and poor). The technique I am currently using is by using a black and white sketch, and then the same frame with 3 colours. But I learnt that I could adjust the layers with filters, until the lightening had enough contrast. This way, it would seem "dramatic".

Sorry, that was super long of an ask. My first proper animatic won't be good, but that is another learning experience! If I have the courage, I may post it on Tumblr. Honestly, I really am glad I stumbled upon your videos, else I would not have done all of that drawing and creativity.

So, thank you for everything!

I came across this message first thing in the morning and it's made me have so many different feelings.. before I say anything further, I'd like to tell you that I feel this message is wonderful! I'm glad to have you had stumbled upon my videos, too.

Ah, my Road Less Taken fanvideo.. and my other videos too. Being reminded of it really hurts me because I loved everything I put into it, I put in a lot of passion, I put in a lot of love, I bought the artbook, played the game it was based on and went through to do a full analysis, went back and forth through the plot, I just couldn't bear upholding it though, I just couldn't. I'm sad it turned out to be the way it is now since I was really sure I did a great job with it with the skills I had, and I love what I did with it, but I don't regret having it taken down. It took me some time to muster the courage to do it, and I feel lucky that people were very accepting about it too. ^^ It existed and it was able to give a lot of people fun as it did for me, and I'm very happy that was the case. I know that work of mine was really loved, and I'm glad I could create something that could do something like that. I hope I can do that again and I'd probably have a chance to, since I have a life ahead of me.

Enough about me and let's talk about you and your message! Aaaah wow, this is really incredible! Have you seen my channel though? My early videos (and I may still would draw that way) aren't so colorful and proper you know! A lot of them are consisted of sketches of what I want to see in that certain segment. It's very interesting and exciting to hear from your perspective, because I hadn't considered my movies to be so "proper" enough either!! That's why, I can say for a fact, that "Oh you'll do well and do a wonderful job" with 100% sincerity. You came to the right person. I mean look at me! I posted videos like that all the time and just because I thought it'd be fun! If you went to some other talented artist who has these bizarre techniques and astounding professionalism who could create full-fledged CLEAN animations it may not sound so convincing. But i'm someone who starts from scratches and lines and posts those without shame. Drawing colored movies was a huge challenge in my part as well and it took me awhile to feel I'll be skilled enough to do it- perhaps you're already getting a huge head-start compared to how I started out because moving up that one step for me took years to do.

You can do it!! You can!

If there's something I learned from posting my drawings and works out here, it's that you just do what you wanna do. Not everyone will notice you, and your works may not be blown up out there as you wish it to be, yeah, but there's always going to be someone that comes along and appreciates it, which is a miracle on its own. For me, one of those people is you. You'll have someone who comes up to you and does the same thing for you, too if you keep sticking out there. Until then, just continue doing what you love and have fun, without having recognition being your only motive. I made my works for myself (to share, of course, but there were things I was so passionate about I felt I HAD to put this out there and let everyone notice how GOOD and FITTING it is) and although having thousands of people love my works, and tens of hundreds of thousands watch 'em together with me was wonderful.. it all feels like a dream now, the number doesn't matter as much for me. If numbers mattered, I'd have given up a long time ago because there's always people who are so much better than you. However, there's something that only you can do and think of.

See? You're already telling me about your unique style and is thinking of what you could do to make it more effective. That approach you're using is something that I'm unfamiliar of doing. Even if we had the same ideas, I wouldn't be able to create the same things you do and that's what makes yours special! Good luck with that, never did I think what I drew would be able to inspire you to create your own, I should work harder myself to make sure I don't get beaten by you so fast XD, You see, I'm a slow improver. I have artist friends who've gone places and make incredible art. But I can still be one too, as long as I keep drawing. I hope you do that too, as well as keep having fun in the way. And please remember about me if you become famous one day, okay? 'v')9

"The animatic of yours is like a knitted blanket, all of the characters go together despite the colour scheme being very different. I was memerized by the coordination - it was like a dance, almost!"< Ah, I really liked this part of your ask, too. The coordination part is something I really tried hard on when I make an animatic! I sit down and listen to music one day and then something hits me. 'Huh? Isn't this that? And that part works with that and can't this be used to convey this?' Very vague expressions but that's actually how it works in my head. The inspirations come very fast, and when that happens, I sit down and write up a memo to see if the whole song really fits along with the stories I know. And when I'm convinced that it works, I start weaving the two different stories together, the lyrics and the story of the material I wish to make a video out of. That process really makes my heart race because yes, like how you've described it, it feels like a dance, or a knit. Like 90% of the animatics I've made happen like this, so I have no idea when I'll get another inspiration. Till then, I just keep having fun with the fandoms I'm in! Having a good understanding of the source material helps. If you know it well, then everything folds together as one. The song and the story does it for you, and you just follow through its flow.

"slowing down the speed to 0.5, so I could see every single frame slowly, and trying to figure out how to add movements that won't be too "noisy". <this part ;v;...hnngh I have no words.. goodness I had NO idea someone would look at my videos with such intense care.. I don't consider my videos to have the most..how do you put it, creative effects out there, a lot of the effects I put in are something that's built in in the base program or something really simple! You'll be able to learn it in a jiffy no problem. I really look up to vids that have these wacky, shiny and fast-paced effects myself.. One thing I think I could do a pretty good job on, on the other hand, would be the pacing! And that has a lot to relate with the songs you're using. Where the instruments come in, the beat, parts where the vocal stresses, I use the songs I really like, so it makes me think oh, a panel could be added there, and there! and let's make this one drawing show up longer than the others! All that. If you understand the materials you're using (the song, the story, your art) you'll be able to coordinate them well within the limits of your abilities. As I said earlier, that's going to be something only you could do, and what's unique. They say creativity isn't about making entirely new stuff, you know! It's more about putting two different things together in a way no one else has. So movies and fanarts are a great way to show yours :)

I've had others who inspired me to create a video. I've seen lots of fanvids and there were amazing ones, (the fact I was in the kagepro fandom when it was still releasing new songs explains a lot, doesn't it? That surely was a huge inspiration) but I think what's given me the final push to start was seeing my artist friend make a short 6 second one on her tumblr a few years ago. There it hit me that I might be able to do it too, so I asked them what program they were using and made mine right away.

I still have it in fact, it's this video, and I made this one too shortly after. And then I realized that although it wouldn't be perfect, making a video itself isn't something too much of a big deal. You make one and that's it! Because I enjoyed it,(I loved the idea of seeing my own drawings move) I made more.. and I won't be so afraid to, either, because I could always go back to making those simple ones if I wished. Make colored and detailed ones if I wish to push myself further. I'm happy I was able to inspire you to make yours. I hope your experience making stuff would be as enjoyable and exciting as mine!

I'll be happy if you can show me your first video, too!// Whether if you do, or if you don't, I will cheer for you~ Thank you so much for telling me all this. I'm honored to know I was able to give you such a positive impact, because you never know what influence you're giving to someone unless they tell you.. and this, IS SO TOUCHING. You're doing all these things because you were able to find the good, you had it in you always! I'm glad I played a part somewhere on the road. 'v')9

Good luck with your videos~ I'll.. keep making mine in the future too! ;v; GOD I found a song for persona but I gotta finish P3R to get a better understanding for this plot once again, I'm going to do an even better job than I ever did, in the long run. So you too, I know you'll keep improving, so take your time and have fun on the way!

[likebreadandwine]

Hi, I'm the anon who asked for the audio you posted today. I'm coming off anon because anon feels too impersonal for me to thank you for something you put so much time, energy, and care into for me.

You creating this piece is seriously one of the kindest things anyone has ever done for me. I cried listening to it the first time because it's just... It's exactly what I've wanted and needed for the last two years since I learned I had an ED and started recovery. I will spare you my entire life story (if you want it for some reason, feel free to DM me), but suffice it to say, what you created from my prompt/request is so perfect and I'm still sitting here in disbelief and awe that what you said and how you said it showed more understanding of what I've been going through and what's been making recovery so hard for me than even some of the professionals I've tried to see for help. I know some people will listen to this and get off to it, and that's perfectly fine, but I just want to make sure you know that for me, this is something I'll be able to pop in earbuds and listen to when I'm having a hard time and feel like I don't deserve food or that I'm morally obligated to spend the rest of my life trying hopelessly to make myself smaller.

I genuinely don't know how to express how grateful I am to you. Thank you so much for being here, for making this, for being so kind and intelligent, and for making me feel like I deserve to get better.

One last thing: you mentioned in response to my ask about this that you've struggled with these things yourself before. I just want to say that my heart goes out to you and that you deserve to feel good in your body however it happens to be, too. I would be happy to be a listening ear if you ever need someone to talk to about it, and otherwise, please do your best to take care of yourself and acknowledge your own needs the same way you have for other people, like you did for me. Thank you again. 🫂

😭😭😭😭😭

now you're gonna make me cry.

I'm so glad and relieved it turned out to be what you wanted. I was anxious to get it right, and I did put a lot of time and care into it, because you deserve that. I think you're a good human. I don't want less of you in the world.

it means the world to me that this will be something you can listen to when you're having a hard time. and, oh gosh, for you to say it showed a real understanding of what you've been going through and what's been making recovery so hard 🥺 I can't think of a better compliment.

I consider this peer support. I've…well, I've never sought professional help and I haven't (until recently, maybe?) felt justified in claiming I had an ED…but I dug out some old journals not too long ago and was shocked and upset to read how I used to think/feel about my body, and other people's bodies, and food. it was gnarly.

I am okay now. in fact, I have a close friend who is currently in therapy getting support for an ED, and they asked me a few weeks ago if I would be all right talking with them about it. because we went to high school together, they saw how I struggled and also how I got through it, and they said that my current relationship with food is aspirational for them. they have other supportive people in their life, but they wanted to talk to someone who gets it. and I get it.

however I characterize or label my experience, the fact is, I was sick. I am okay now, but it's not something that just goes away. it is part of my history forever. I still have bad days. I am incredibly grateful for all the times I have showed up here and found my sadposts met with incredible kindness and generosity and folks gently encouraging me to have a snack and drink some water.

that's peer support! and it's invaluable.

all this to say, just…thank you for letting me do this for you. I'm really glad you asked. and I appreciate your kind words—I am taking care of myself, and I am taken care of.

gosh, we're long winded, okay well HIGH FIVE, HUGS, TAKE CARE come back anytime :)

[v-raemakes]

Finished watching Motorcity...

I’d been meaning to check it out for a while as it’s regarded as a cult classic cancelled before its time. Not that it’s that old, first airing in 2012. Now that I’m done with seeing the full 20 episodes (that I found on an archival site) I thought I’d put down my musings.

Firstly, what art direction! The show is absolutely stunning in multiple ways. I found myself marveling at the gritty beauty of the background art. The animation is superb. Smooth and snappy where it needed to be. The 3D and 2D elements blend together incredibly well and the effects have not become dated looking. That can be attributed to the general style of the show pulling together all these elements cohesively. It’s all sharp, dark, colorful, and full.

The voice acting is top notch. They got some great talent onto this show. From the well-known to the lesser-known (at least to me). Nate Torrence as Chuck did a fantastic job. He voiced a character that’s screaming all the time and yet it didn’t become grating. I really enjoyed his character.

The writing was great, especially the humor! I found myself laughing all the time. The witty back and forth between the characters is something to behold and all of them have a real nice amount of depth. They’re memorable! One thing I must praise is the pacing of the show. The action is as high-octane as it needs to be, but the plot progression takes its needed time and nothing feels too rushed.

There were times that I knew what was coming and felt a bit of second-hand embarrassment, but some of that is from my own sensibilities and the constraints of the target audience and such. That only happened every few episodes.

I’m not a car person, never will be. But the passion put into this was apparent and I was easily swept into the aspirations of the characters and the general vibe of the show. You gotta love a good story about underdogs in a rough and tough world banding together for their dreams. The premise was fun and interesting. Though, easy to poke some holes into, heh.

I found myself wondering about resource management a lot in this underground refuge of a city. Food, mostly was something I felt curious about. We never see any hint of farmland, orchards, or cattle (except for Jacob’s greenhouse area). Fuel is another thing I was wondering about, but there is a chemical plant and cars are leaning more into sci-fi than realism in this show. 

It is a wonder to me why exactly some things are forgotten or were mysteries considering the current situation is only a single generation old. Surely there must be elderly who remember a time before Deluxe? Jacob exists! Why exactly is the state of the outside world so unknown? Mysteries, mysteries. Or, plot holes. Whichever suits your thinking better I suppose.

All in all, this was a fantastic watching experience. I am so glad the crew was able to create a satisfying enough ending despite the cancellation. Some strings got left untied, but not enough to quite count as a cliffhanger. And hey, filling in the gaps is what fandom is for! 

[nenekiribookwyrm]

Gardens of Vextro is such a neat concept!

Gardens of Vextro is a game anthology with the conceit that the devs are using the entries before their games as inspiration for what that game is going to be about. This is something I haven’t seen done before and it created a really cool collection of eclectic games that all brought something different to the table. Here’s a quick rundown on those games and some of the stuff I liked or was affected by in them. You should also check the games out for yourself at: https://vextro.itch.io/gardens-of-vextro 

Buried Flower: You know I love me a good Twine game and I was delighted at the way a single choice persisting throughout the full playthrough was able to add a creeping tension until the final scene when I felt that final line rubberband snap me back. 

Labyrinths: I think looking back, this was the game that scared me the most. The way in which it is structured hints at the chaos of a mind that sounds close enough to insecurities I could see myself trapped in if I could walk through endless dreams of the past. 

The Aleph Hustle: I loved all the unexplained techno babble in this story. It felt the most cyberpunk out of the bunch just from the context clues I could make out. Even so, I felt like I could follow along with the general idea of what was being explored even without the full definitions of the words. I remember specifically freaking out about the text file and thinking that if I wrote something in it, something would happen. Safe to say I was fully immersed if I wrote “I am you and you are me. Free me from this prison.”

Make Like a Tree: The game that got me to laugh the most. I was blown away by how the beginning of the game felt like it was going in one direction and then when the second half kicks in, it goes into overdrive. Triangle Man is just a cool sprite as well. 

Another reverie: Another of the games that affected me deeply while playing. I’ve been on a kick of writing scenes that include sunsets for years now, subconsciously mind you, but I felt right at home in this deeply intimate discussion between two friends having to leave their imagined fantasy. Reality can be just as good, but you’ve gotta work for it. That work is easier with folks to help ya and this game’s dialogue is gonna stick with me for a while for sure. 

Wet Cemetery: I love the style of this game and the way I can feel the strain of the voiced characters through the descriptions of the rooms as you move through them. There’s hope between the old memories of past lovers and the present terror of taking care of your chronic illness. A future that is uncertain, but possible. I’m glad that was able to be shared. 

Wellness Related Time: I’m gonna be honest and say that this was probably my favorite game out of the bunch. The way that it pops off when the first spell is cast is incredibly hype. I’m also a sucker for unique magic systems and the way in which the dev brought in the flower theme was really cool. The little title card when a new flower was introduced having their latin name in smaller text underneath was such a cool touch. The use of sound effects and images really helps the story to pop as well. It’s pretty rare that a visual novel has hooked me so thoroughly with wanting to see what happens next like this one did. There was a specific moment where I was hooting and hollering and that’s always going to be something I’m excited to experience.

Pangea’s Error: I’m a big fan of Sraëka’s games already so I went into this game with a little background on the kinds of games they tend to make. Once I figured out the conceit of how to move around the map, I was fully in. I spent a good chunk of time playing this one just exploring the world and looking for cool new swords. The fact that I was able to use the color of the houses to help me keep track of where I had been and explore further is a testament to how well the map comes together. I’m notoriously bad at being able to find my way around when traveling IRL so having various natural landmarks to help me move around was a big help. I don’t know if I found the ending, but I don’t think that would have been the point. The journey across the land was the story I ended up telling and when I stopped at the castle that branched in 4 directions, I felt accomplished with my collection of 7 swords and the tales they were attached to. Now I’d be a part of the swords journey as well. Would the next wielder know of my journey? Hard to say, really. Also, all the names of the swords were amazing.  

One last note is that the full download includes director’s commentary from the devs for each of the games and that was a huge part of elevating the experience for me. It was a nice treat for me to read the commentary after I played the game and compare and contrast what I took away from playing versus what they may have intended when designing. 

[mystxmomo]

Creating characters

Character development - Things I consider while developing characters

This is going to be a multi-part saga outlining what I consider with characters and why. Each part is going to explain something else. This post will act both as the first part, and as master-list to all of the parts that will be updated as I go. You can also look at the tag "Character Design Saga" on my blog to see all of them in one place. Not exactly catchy, but it gets the job done.

Thank you for your time and interest ^^ Even if you don't get anything out of it, I hope you enjoy seeing how my own personal thought process works.

== Links ==

Master Post (Here)

First post - Concept (Also here)

Posts in chronological order

==

Note 1

Disclaimer: I am not a professional writer.

I don't think this is the only way to do character development. This is just what works for me, and an outline/explanation on why and how I consider it. If considering any one of these points helps you put together your character a little smoother, I'm glad to have helped! But if not, I completely get it. Some peoples minds just don't work like that.

Note 2

I always keep my answers to these flexible. I'm someone who thinks that it's important to let the characters sort of shape themselves as they're being written. While it's good to have a base to work up and off of, I also think that letting characters wander off in their own direction at times is good. In a way, this is an outline for where I start with them, and not a full guideline.

Note 3

Right now, I focus more on story writing then I do roleplay. Therefore, a lot of the logic I use is with consideration of characters in a more confined story. However, I think some of this is still applicable for character development within a roleplay. A lot of my roots are from roleplaying, and thus the way I considered their personality was from how they'd be able to bounce off characters I often had no control over.

That in mind - At the end of the post is an outline of all of the points put together like an old roleplay forum application. I know having things in a list helps me, so maybe it would help someone else as well.

Note 4

Many things on this are a "if applicable" Style category. Not every character is going to have a nickname/alias. You might not have an interaction immediately in mind for them. Once again, a lot of these categories aren't meant to be concrete cookie cutters that will fit every character - These are questions and prompts used to help build and shape the character, and if something doesn't fit the character, or the way you personally build character, hit da bricks and ditch the question!

I personally believe there's no "correct" way to build characters and character relationships. Humans are incredibly nuanced, and characters should be as well. There's also the context a character will exist in to consider - A character you're writing for a childrens story will have a much different focus then a character you're writing for an adult mystery, which will have a much different focus than a character you're developing for a tabletop (Which would have a different development then a character you were creating for a discord roleplay)

All in all - Context matters. I'm sharing this because this is what I consider and how I focus - But you don't need to do things my way.

Basic information

This is the information that I start with when creating characters. When I'm personally creating a character, I almost start with trying to figure out the aesthetic of the character more-so then I figure out the specifics of them.

I use aesthetic loosely, here. It's not just an appearance that I'm looking for - but rather, how the character is going to feel and present as a concept. The building blocks for this can generally happen in any order - My most recent character was built on a conceptual gag of a character admitting that she "walked in and got a job by pretending she already had the job, and the communication between the MC and his husband was so bad that they both just assumed the other person hired her." - That, in itself, gave me a lot to work with when it came to the kind of personality I saw her having, and so that's where I started with her.

However, sometimes I start with a focus on a more literal aesthetic. One of my longest lived characters, Poppy, started with the conceptual idea of a necromancer with a pastel lolita fashion style and evolved as a character from there.

Naming

You don't have to start with a characters name if you're not good at naming characters.

Maybe it goes without saying, but it still feels like something worth pointing out. Personally, names tend to be one of the last things I come up with for characters, because I want to get to know who they are before I name them. But I'm also someone who enjoys naming my characters like an edgy 13 year old on deviantart, haha.

As an aside, if you're someone that struggles with names - I love this website so much. It's a website that allows you to put in names that you already enjoy, and will dig up similar names to it.

Name:

Nicknames and Aliases:

Species & Information.

Species:

Perhaps only applicable if you're doing fantasy or sci-fi, but me and my friends all love a good sci-fi. Remember - Right now, we're not getting bogged down in the specifics of that species information. We're only focusing on the simply question of what they are.

Age:

To follow the theme - A lot of the time, I don't actually start a character with a concrete age in mind. I adjust their age to the story I end up wanting them to have. I think age is fun to play with, and consider within the context of a characters story. A 25 year old who has experienced the trauma of war will move and act differently to a 40 year old who has. We'll get more into that when we get to the more complicated dissections of each category, however.

Unless the characters age is crucial to the aesthetic of the character I'm building, and especially when it comes with fantasy ages, I tend to personally leave it at a Child/Teenager/Young Adult/Adult/Middle Aged/Elder and decide the exact age later.

Pronouns:

I'm going to have an entire category on gender and sexuality here. So for now, don't focus on the specifics of the characters gender. Just focus on the pronouns they use and have a baseline that you can use while discussing them

Physical appearance, Backstory, and Personality

Remember, right now we're just throwing around concepts and ideas for these characters. These three are all placed in the same category because I don't personally think it's worth getting immediately bogged down in the specifics of it. I think that you should give yourself breathing room in letting them and their concept evolve around the story or setting you're putting them in - Something that can only happen if you both give them room to do so, but have an idea to grow off of. This portion right now is a seed rather than a plant with roots. It's traits and ideas, not fleshed out plots.

Description:

Quick description of what you want them to look like. You know the deal here. For human characters, eye-color, skin-tone, hair-color. For fantasy creatures, details like horns, wings, claws. Sci-fi, robot eyes, ect.

Once again, don't get bogged down in the specifics of the why right off the bat (unless, of course, thats something you personally want to focus on, and feel is important to this specific character.) Just focus on the What of their appearance. They have blue eyes. They style their hair in a braid. They have dark skin.

Finally remember - You can change these later. Characters are not something static and fixed the second you decide something about them - They're completely within your control.

Basic backstory idea

Once again. Don't get bogged down in the specifics of their backstory just yet. Just give a few lines as to what you want to do with their backstory. What's are the big ideas of their backstory. You're looking strictly for the concept you want to build off of, not the multi-paragraph biography.

Example: I want a character that is a painter. She comes from a poor household, but her brother found a bit of wealth and now sends her a bit of money to help support herself. She cares about her brother a lot.

Basic Personality traits

Once again. Nothing to get too bogged down immediately by. Come up with traits, rather than full explanations. We'll come back around to those traits down the line.

Example: She's calculating, dry, exhausted, and blunt. However, she seems to have a soft-spot for her family, and a good sense of humor.

Together now.

Name: Nicknames and Aliases: Age: Pronouns: Description: Basic backstory idea: Basic Personality traits:

Example for my own character:

Name: Natalie Lorde Nicknames and Aliases: She goes by her last name - Lorde Age: Adult Pronouns: She/Her Description: A woman with short black hair styled in a slicked back, unruly hair style. She dresses mostly in men's-wear, preferring modest, and somewhat outdated styles. Basic backstory idea: I want a character that is a painter. She comes from a poor household, but her brother found a bit of wealth and now sends her a bit of money to help support herself. Basic Personality traits: She's calculating, dry, exhausted, and blunt. However, she seems to have a soft-spot for her family, and a good sense of humor.

And that's the seed we will be developing the character from.

In the next post, I will be going more indepth in exploring what I consider with a characters name, age, and description. And we will go from there.

[missspringthyme]

January 30th, 2024

Former italian roomate lives in the Netherlands now so she keeps telling me that when I'm up we should meet up. Today was one of those days. She came to my faculty before my meeting and we sat in the cafeteria. The psychology and neuroscience department is very nice, and she kept talking about how unfair it was compared to hers (business and economics). I asked if she was going to make my faculty her new study spot, but she said she wasn't willing to bike across the bridge just to sit in a nice building. Fair enough. While we ate lunch (brunch for me) she gave me my Christmas present. It was wrapped in this very cute heart wrapping paper and had a very beautiful note*. She got me 3 tea based face masks (because I drink too much tea and desperately need a spa day). I'm so happy to have friends like her in my life. Tomorrow we have dnd again, so I convinced her to come down in person. I know it's far for her and isn't free, but it's always better when she's there in person. Later in my meeting, we finally had the chance to collect the test data (I was the participant:) ). I don't think I did very well lol but we'll see what the data shows.

*I am so glad you cornered me that night to investigate further on your hypothesis. I truly think that was the right step towards something I did not expect at first. I just wanted to let you know that you have now taken a special place in my heart and it will be hard to adapt to living without you. It is incredible how so little time can create so deep and meaningful bonds and go from complete strangers to what I now see as a very beautiful friendship. Although I am only moving across the border these past few months will be remembered forever. I will never be able to pay you back the sessions done together and I thank you for the challenging questions we talked about which have definitely helped me grow further than I ever expected and surprisingly fast as well. Your drive and determination are contagious and really inspire me and also challenge me to do and be better. Continue on your wonderful journey on which I'd be glad to be a part of, if you let me. To one of my best roomies yet.

[zablife]

@areyenotfondofmelobster Red, you've written something so beautifully poetic both melancholy and loving, I can't quite bring myself to describe it here. I can only say that I'm so glad you felt carried away by the spirit to write bc what moved you was truly inspired. This fic is filled with such visceral emotion, I am still thinking of it days after reading and I can only now begin to compose a response bc it left me speechless.

The way you've described the "red tide" throughout the fic was masterful. The emotion intertwined with the physicality is so well done, esp the way you've described scent. It gave a sense of both perception and sentiment at once which narrated the scene in a unique way during the hospital scene when she's not able to view Arthur or her environment. I admire writers who are able to convey feeling in this manner and is a testament to your talent.

Don’t leave me here to be swallowed by the red tide. What an incredible line that tells us so much about her mental state! This coupled with the image of her alone on a little island in the middle of the sea was quite vivid in my mind. Arthur's hand reaching for her in the bed recurs as it did in the tub and both times my heart swelled bc she has someone willing to see her safely to shore. Not to mention the thought of Arthur of all people being the one to do this was perfect to me. After all he's suffered himself he would understand and empathize better than anyone.

The feelings expressed by Arthur esp are lovely. Seeing this unfold before his eyes and the tenderness he displays toward her is breathtaking. “No one’s takin’ you, love...Not as long as there is breath in me goddamn breast” The protectiveness in his tone made me cry 😭 To know she has someone who cares so deeply and urges her to fight, moved me. And this bit was just as touching: "God damn him, damn his selfish soul for the look in those eyes". I imagine seeing someone watching you with such hope would bring you round. Tho it begins in anger, it's not hard to see how this would turn to gratitude over time. In this case we see the transformation in both of them as they help free one another in this stunning paragraph which I must quote back to you in its entirety bc it's my fave part of the entire piece:

You shimmied forward, wading through the red tide, finding the water to be shallow here as you crawled onto his lap and buried your face in the crook of his neck. Hugging him so tight that you kept the shattered pieces of him together. That you snapped the rope on his noose and he gasped for air against the lavender and blood of your scalp.

I've rambled here and I'm not sure I've made sense at all, but I hope you take away my awe and admiration for your gifts as a writer. You managed to take a difficult topic and infuse such compassion and empathy. I can only say, ty for taking the time to write my request with such thoughtfulness. I'm certain you're the only person who could take this quote and create something so unflinchingly honest, yet comforting in the prospect of sanguinity. Sending much love your way, darling 💞

Hi darling, I have a request for a drabble if you feel inspired. ❛ people like us don’t get to decide when we’re done. ❜ from the prompt list with Arthur Shelby.

People Like Us

Pairing: Arthur Shelby x F!Reader

Fandom: Peaky Blinders

Warnings: graphic depiction of suicide attempts, blood and cutting, angst, comfort

WC: 1848

Definitely not just a drabble, got a bit carried away with this one. I'm sorry this is so late, Lee! Getting back on track with writing.

You’d thought everyone had left. But Arthur had remained; he always did, for at least a few minutes after, to make sure you were safe. He stood outside your door, watching the coppers stationed in the darkened alleys, occasionally knocking one’s teeth out when he didn’t think they were taking their watch over you seriously. Sometimes, when the night was most quiet, and the voices of those he’d damned did not plague his mind, he thought about admitting things to you – feelings, that you likely did not reciprocate.

Tonight, your bathroom light had been on, and your screeching pierced the walls of the residence and filled the night air of Birmingham like some sort of banshee.

Your eyes were foggy when the door swung open and the man nearly slipped making his way to you, a bruised hand clasping around the porcelain of the tub and a few locks of hair wisping over his eyes before the same hand was wrapping around you, pulling you up. Crimson streaked your vision as it dribbled down your wrist, pooling around you, staining the bathwater a pale, sickening shade of red. For one dreadful moment, you feared you might never escape it, that you would drown with the tang of bitter iron on your tongue and the blood-water would swallow your eyes, your throat, your ears.

But Arthur’s palm in yours was strong, and warm; it pumped a new life in your veins and sent shivers along your numb, tingling flesh, and heaved you from the waters of death in one dizzying sweep. Head rolling back, long fingers caught you, cradling you against the heat of his chest, the palpitations of his wild heart coming to you in shockwaves. Yours were frighteningly faint in comparison to his. 

You shivered in his arms – cold, suddenly, past the heat of the adrenaline – as your bare flesh met the biting air, curling in on yourself like a child. Everything took a second or two to register, maybe more – did time even exist? It must have; it must have, because you were fading fast. And Arthur was holding you, and your wet, metallic lips buried themselves in the soft fabric of his chest, desperate to hear the sound of his heartbeat drown out yours. Desperate to cling to the living.

“D – don’t let it take me,” you mumbled into his chest. He smelled like blood, bullets and sweat. He smelled like aftershave and cigarettes. He smelled like the lavender oil you’d given him to help him sleep among his demons. He smelled like home.

A thumb stroked lovingly over your drenched scalp. How could the same hands that had strangled a poor man to death last week be so gentle to you?

“No one’s takin’ you, love.” His hot breath sent another shiver through you, down the nape of your neck. But his words quivered. “Not as long as there is breath in me goddamn breast.”

The remnants of the red tide clung to your bare skin, ringlets of drenched hair clinging to your neck, threatening to choke the life from you. In the pitch black of your mind, it frothed at the seams, spilling into the void that seemed to span wider, and wider, until you were lost in the middle of an ocean.

“Arth… Ar…” Delirious, spinning – everything was spinning. Your nails dug into his skin, fabric bunching in your shaking fist, and you gasped, aftershave and blood and lavender all flooding your senses before blackness came to you in a staccato rhythm, once and twice and once and twice and twice and once and thrice…

---

Your blood was starting to dry on Arthur’s shirt when he came inside to see you. He’d injured two men when they tried taking you from him during your blood transfusion, and he’d nearly killed another as he’d been dragged to the alleyway behind the hospital. There, he kicked at brick walls ‘til the leather of shoes peeled, and punched ‘til his shoulders screamed in their sockets and his knuckles split open. Cursed that damned god of his for letting this happen to you, threatened that if he did not return you to him, he would bring Hell down on the heavens.

His neck still burned with an inflamed red mark where he’d torn the chain of the cross from his neck, the metal now stained with your blood, too. Everything, everything was painted in it, everywhere he looked, and his own bloodied knuckles clenched around the cross tightly.

“I’m so sorry, Mr. Shelby. I didn’t know – “

“Just lemme see ‘er,” Arthur told the nurse, the gruff of his voice nearly cracking from his wailing and screaming in the alley. The only reason they had let him in was because of the name he bore, and once he knew you were okay he’d personally see to it that each one of them understood the repercussions of denying a Shelby.

Like a mouse under the stare of a mad dog, the nurse scurried off, doors shutting and leaving the room quiet save for the steady beeping, and the creak of the floor beneath Arthur’s torn shoes.

Watery eyes took in your half-conscious form, curled up in the hospital bed just as you’d been curled in his arms, a light gown draped over you. You were still shivering.

While relief settled in the pit of his twisting stomach, grief still knotted his throat, and as much as he tried to hold the tears back, he tasted both salt and blood on his tongue as he lowered himself beside you, bloodied and ringed fingers ghosting across your arms, as if fearful that he would hurt you. 

A sliver of white light tore along the blackness, and your eyes squinted shut, a pain throbbing in your skull. Every thread of sinew and marrow seemed to ache, deep inside your body where you didn’t even know pain could exist, and the red tide lapped at the blurred edges of your mind as you lay flat on your little island in the middle of the sea. The rock beneath you was soft as you rolled your head over, a clean, unfamiliar scent seeming to send your mind into turmoil, shifting your reality between the light and dark, like a pendulum that swung across the white of the heavens, an eclipse that brought you pain and light one moment, darkness and cold the next.

The soft touch of the angel was warm along your arms as the light shattered the black sky, and you gasped. Its touch waned, and you arched your back to sit up, hand reaching feebly for it in the unknown. “Angel…” you thought you breathed. “Angel… don’t go. Don’t leave me here.”

Don’t leave me here to be swallowed by the red tide.

Your fingers grasped something tangible, something soft and warm, a fire burning beneath softness. Flesh, hot against your palms. Lavender and iron called to you, and finally, strong hands wrapped around you to pull you close.  

“I ain’t no angel,” a familiar, lulling voice spoke as light cleaved the darkness in two and tore it, strip by strip, from your starry gaze. “But I ain’t goin’ anywhere, love.”

“Arthur.” You smiled around the name, lashes fluttering as you blinked against his blurry visage. Messy strands of hair flopped over his winter-blue eyes, and you clung to the collar of his shirt, dizzy but supported by his hands on your spine, rough and worn against your skin where the hospital gown split.

The pendulum swung against your skull, and your gut roiled with nausea. Your eyes wandered to the wrists that had been bandaged, the red tide seeping into the white. Something beside you beeped to the swing of the pendulum, but broke its rhythm suddenly. Your heart leapt to your throat.

“Shhh,” Arthur said, thumb making little circles over your spine. “We’re gonna get you home, love.”

The red tide began to seep into the corners of your vision as images hurtled towards you in the wide, never-ending ocean. The bullets strewn across your end table, each etched with a name that would haunt your dreams as those before them had. The porcelain of a bathtub, as pallid as the boy’s face who’d taken shrapnel to his chest not twenty feet before your eyes. The heat of the blood-water, like the heat of the fire that had devoured the Garrison the night your innocence had been lost.

“I don’t want to go back,” you pleaded with him, panicking as you found yourself attached to a thin, red tube.

Your fists pummeled his chest weakly and your knees kicked against his leg, and your frail body writhed beneath his grasp, but despite his heart breaking, he did not release you. The burn of the chain he’d snapped from his neck reminded him of the rope that he’d tied years ago, and he could feel a chasm opening beneath his boots as his legs had kicked from under him like yours did now.

And as you finally began to settle, wracked by soft sobs, he cupped your cheek in his bloodied hand, and he looked into the same eyes that had saved him, as he repeated your own words back to you, the words that still echoed in his mind whenever he thought of pulling the trigger on the trouble in his head or tying another noose,

“People like us don’t get to decide when we’re done.”

God damn him, damn his selfish soul for the look in those eyes that had once been so strong, for the way your jaw trembled against his hand. His lip curled, quivering, another tear streaking across his face as he tried desperately to keep the last, frayed threads of his sanity from snapping. Tried to hold himself together so that he could save you.

Because as much as it broke his heart to see you like this, and as much as he cursed his brother but mostly himself for dragging you into this life, he could not lose you.

“You hear me?” Arthur’s voice rose as his fingers dug into your jaw, his gentleness overcome by desperation as the noose tightened round his neck. The hinges of the bed creaked as the wooden stool had, and you watched as his face flushed red. He was going to break.

You shimmied forward, wading through the red tide, finding the water to be shallow here as you crawled onto his lap and buried your face in the crook of his neck. Hugging him so tight that you kept the shattered pieces of him together. That you snapped the rope on his noose and he gasped for air against the lavender and blood of your scalp.

“I hear you,” you murmured into the warmth of his neck, and when you shut your eyes, you stood ashore from the red tide. The sweat and tears against his flesh still smelled of the sea, and though these waters thrashed, they ran clear. And you knew that your angel would guide you through them.

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[beesandflowers]

SWORN TO SECRECY

summary: your time alone with suna is interrupted by a scheduling mishap, but you can’t risk your relationship getting caught

pairing: suna x gn!reader

notes: the characters are third years, but are still 18(+), theres one line that was inspired by a tt creator but i can’t find them, any comments, likes, or reblogs are always appreciated :)

wc: 2.7k

warnings/tags: kissing, suggestive, FLUFF, crack, tsumu being annoying, kinda cheesy, pet names, established relationship, secret relationship, swearing (use of the s word), mention of handcuffs, mention of reader having breasts

[2:39 P.M]

The sound of sloppy open-mouthed kisses and ragged breathes dusted both of your ears beautifully, and could easily be distinguished by anyone passing by the corridor of your bedroom. Luckily, your parents had been out for the day, leaving you to quickly take the opportunity to spend the day with your partner and be as loud as you wanted.

You were both on the floor, sitting up, with your own back pressed up against your closet. You couldn’t be bothered to sit on the bed, or even a chair. You just had to have your hands on each other the moment you were alone, seeing as the possibility itself was extremely rare.

With your bags lazily thrown in the middle of the room, and the door slightly agar, Suna began to slowly roam his large hands around your body. Sensually travelling from your hips, to your waist, and eventually cupping your breasts. It felt like his touch had burned through your now-wrinkled clothing and left an imprint on your skin. You didn’t care, though, you just wanted more.

You sighed in content, and switched the position of your arms as well, easing the motion of your hand in his hair, moving to cup his pink-colored cheeks. After spending more time together, you began to realize how much he loved this position. It made the scene so much more intimate, in his opinion. It made him feel like your emotions —as well as his own— were tangible, crystal clear, and all that became visible was the love that surrounded you.

Had your eyes been opened, you would’ve been able to notice the few freckles that covered his red tinted nose.

He slightly shifted, trying to get in a more comfortable position as the butterflies in your stomach and the beating of your heart rapidly increased. The kisses were delicate and languid but still had a fiery passion behind them. At the very moment, you were just kissing, with no eventual goal and no lustful intent behind it. The both of you were just glad to be with each other.

You always appreciated these moments; it gave you reassurance about your relationship and reminded you of the fact that Suna really did like you. That he wasn’t just using you for your body. That your happiness and comfort were more important to him, and that he needed you, not just someone.

While your lips had sealed, exploring the other, he grazed your neck with his index finger, an area you where were slightly sensitive, leaving you to grin into the kiss.

“Hm, what?” he mumbled against your lips, seemingly confused, but was still smiling just as wide when your mouths parted, creating a light smack.

You released a breath from your nose in amusement. Blushing cheeks almost starting to ache from smiling so wide along with crinkles around your eyes; Suna couldn’t stop staring. “Nothing, nothing. I’m just kinda ticklish around that area.”

Opening his mouth to respond, he was rudely interrupted by the sound of keys jingling and quiet footsteps following, causing him to freeze. His expression shifted from playful to incredibly confused in an instant, and the same applied to you.

“That’s weird I wasn’t expect- OH SHIT!”

Suna’s eyebrows raised and eyes widened in curiosity at your outburst, while yours widened in worry of the situation. How stupid did you have to be to forget something like this.

“I totally forgot ‘Samu asked me for help on his literature essay, I must’ve mixed up the dates or something. I am so so sorry, Rin.”

You looked at him apologetically with a sheepish smile, watching a slight look of disappointment cover his sharp features. He was really looking forward to finally spending time with you, only to realize someone else got to it first. Was it such a crime for him to want to be with his girlfriend?

The footsteps began to sound more and more audible, making you internally panic and come to a quick realization, “You need to hide. Right now.”

“Wh-“

“NOW!” The volume of your voice had lowered but you were still somehow yelling at him. Your boyfriend found it endearing.

Suna had been frantically looking around for a good place to hide —he almost looked like a lost kitten— but everywhere looked really cramped and there wasn’t exactly a lot of space in your bedroom, especially for a toned six foot one athlete.

Curse his stupid height

You pointed to your closet, suggesting he hide there since it was a closed off area where no one really looks, and fortunately, was big enough to fit both him and his backpack.

In a rushed tone of whisper, you spoke, “Okayillletyouknowwhenthecoastisclearsoyoucanleave-“

And his reply was cut off once again with the footsteps getting louder each passing second.

“HIDE HIDE- HIIII, ‘Samu!”

Just as you said that, the closet door finally closed, making a small noise that didn’t go unnoticed by all three people in the room.

Real smooth Y/N

Your tone shifted from a fearful whisper to an excited greeting in almost an instant. He’s bound to get suspicious. You tried to act as nonchalantly as possible, quickly thinking of an excuse in case he asked about your questionable behavior.

In the midst of your thinking you slightly worried that you forgot to hide Suna’s bag as well, (something that would be recognized by the twin) but had the image of you stuffing his backpack in the closet with him replayed in your head. If you had the chance, you might have laughed just thinking about it. Still, it was a good thing you caught that or else your cover might have easily been blown.

“No one answered the door, and you didn’t answer my texts, so I used the key ya gave me. I hope ya don’t mind,” He lifted his hand to display the key that you gave him in case of emergency.

You shook your head no.

“But, uh, who were ya talkin’ to just now?”

Osamu’s brows were furrowed and he looked around the room, possibly trying to answer his own query.

Shit

“Right! I was- trying to find my cat. Have you seen her?” Thank god you remembered you even had one or this would have been a very awkward situation.

He looked more at ease compared to the earlier look on his face, giving you hope that you would be able to sneak Suna out of the house without the knowledge of the boy in front of you. It also let you know that he didn’t hear the exact words you were uttering, making it easier to lie.

“Yeah, I just saw her downstairs. Does she.. usually hide in the closet?” Of course he would ask about that, ever the observant Miya.

You nodded your head, then, trying to change the subject; you brought up the topic of why he was here and suggested you start working.

While he was trying to complete a small writing exercise you gave him —that worked well as a distraction—, the only thing on your mind was how Suna was currently doing.

It’s been 10 minutes, I hope he’s okay…

You decided to text him, hoping his phone was accessible to him at the moment.

[2:46 P.M] Y/N: Rin are you okay in there? I’ll get you out once Samu uses the bathroom or smth

The message caused a small vibration sound to come from the closet, but Osamu was too immersed in his current task to hear it.

It took Suna a second to reply, so you assumed his phone was probably in his pocket and he had a hard time reaching it.

[2:47 P.M] Rin: Yeah I’m okay, just lmk when I can come out.

[2:47 P.M] Rin: Also, I didn’t know you were into handcuffs

Handcuffs??

Oh.

On your birthday last year, Atsumu had presented you these really cheap handcuffs as a gag gift, suggesting that you needed to start dating someone, having been single for your entire life. You were about to scold him when he revealed the real present he was planning on giving you, but that you should keep the cuffs in consideration, with a wink. Smug bastard.

You completely forgot about them until now, and the reason you hadn’t thrown them away the second you got them was because your mom almost caught you with them and the closet —similar to now— was the easiest way to avoid confrontation.

This was all too much to explain in a text, and Osamu was almost done, so you ended the conversation with:

[2:46 P.M] Y/N: Shut up, I’ll explain later

-

Ten more minutes passed and the grey-haired boy finally decided to take a break and use the bathroom. Your patience was getting thinner which could only mean that Suna’s was non-existent by now.

With confirmation that the bathroom door had shut, you jumped off your seat, stumbling a bit from urgency, and hauled the closet door open with a force you didn’t even know existed within you.

Your boyfriend’s shoulders sagged in relief paired with the most bored expression you’ve ever on his face. “I don’t think I could’ve listened to you guys talking about The Handmaid’s Tale any longer.” He deadpanned.

You had to bite your lip from laughing but the middle blocker could see a hint of a smile on your face, feeling a bit more accomplished for being the one to do that. However, you made a mental note to scold him later on for saying such things about the book. You thought it was excellent.

You closed your eyes to allow yourself to relax, you couldn’t afford to waste time.

“Oh, whatever, now c’mon, we have to be fast.” Knowing Rin and noticing the opportunity, you had to follow it up with “And don’t you dare make a ‘that’s what she said’ joke.”

You pointed a finger at his chest and with your other hand, grabbed his own to lead him out of your bedroom and down the stairs. Though, you couldn’t help but notice how his callused hand practically enveloped yours entirely. The thought itself made you feel soft inside, leaving a tingling feeling in your chest that happened only around the boy next to you.

His mouth closed right after you said that, and he no longer had a bemused expression on his face. In fact, he was slightly flustered, maybe even flattered, but only because he realized how well you knew him and his mannerisms.

He had his bag slung on one shoulder and raised your interlocked hands, silently letting you know to lead the way.

Passing by the bathroom, you paused —causing Rin to do the same involuntarily— and spoke up in a louder volume to make sure the wing-spiker could hear you. “Uh, Samu! I’m gonna go downstairs to get something from the kitchen if don’t find me when you get out!”

Before he could reply, the both of you began moving your feet, trying your hardest not to make it appear like two pairs of footsteps were right outside the door.

Suna leaned down to your ear and commented something about being sneaky —you weren’t exactly sure what, being dead set on making a successful getaway.

He was referring to your earlier idea to draw attention away from the fact that you might not be in your room when Osamu was done in the bathroom. You weren’t about to throw away the 7 months spent sneaking around for a clumsy mistake that you would reprimand yourself for endlessly. You smirked slightly at the praise.

During this little stroll, you felt light shapes (you guess circles) being drawn on your knuckles by Suna, but he was doing it almost as a reflex, unaware of his own actions. He never really did understand the effect he had on you, because right now, you wouldn’t be surprised if your heart just leaped out of your chest from the unnatural speed it was beating.

It made you reflect, not on just today, but the entire aspect of your secret relationship. It never occurred to you how thrilling it would be, yet still managing to cause a sense of peace within you. A balance. The fact that you had a secret that no one else knew about. How it was one you both created together and nurtured continuously while everyone went about their lives. How you experienced every emotion at 120% because of the restrictions it held, and how badly you needed to overcome them. Because of the way you had to fight for each other, even when your hearts were tied in a knot impossible to undo. When your entire beings and souls already belonged to the other. You were each other’s persons, and you didn’t need the rest of the world to know it in order for it to be true.

You snapped out of your thoughts when you remembered how you were practically performing a heist. By now you could talk without being heard since you were already downstairs, so you made light conversation while still enjoying the comfortable silences that fell between you. And before you knew it, you were right in front of the door to leave.

Making sure the coast was clear, you turned your head towards the middle blocker and gave him a genuine smile.

“Okay, we’re safe now.” A look of endearment crossed on your face as you took everything in, finally being able to breathe for a moment, even if it really was just a moment.

He stilled for a few notes, gazing at you and your smile, completely enamored by your entire existence. To him, you were like a fallen angel that came down to Earth just for him. He may only be 18, but he was absolutely certain that he had found his soulmate, and that if something ever did happen, you would always come back to one another. Somehow, some way. And he didn’t know how exactly, but fate was funny like that. It was unpredictable, unknown. (Funnily enough, those words could also be used to describe your relationship.) Fate was definitely real though, because if it wasn’t, then you two wouldn’t have been destined to meet. Then, he wouldn’t have been sent to the wrong classroom and sat in your seat. There was at least three other empty seats, yet he still managed to choose yours. By pure coincidence, he was drawn to it. And he can’t be more grateful that he a was.

It was certain that these feelings wouldn’t go away after people found out about you two, because it would still by you two against the world. It would be you two, alone, together.

In the end, he decided on: “You’re cute.”

“Thanks babe, I know,” He looked at you expectantly, “…you’re cute too, I guess.”

He winked at you while nodding and all you could think about was what a dork your boyfriend was —except, you were the only one who ever even had the chance to think that.

“Okay, bye now. I love you,” Oh, how he loved saying that. Adored it, even. It felt like winning a prize at a claw machine, something he never thought he could do. He gave you a soft smile with nothing but fondness in his siren eyes. Ha, Ironic.

You returned his smile. “Take care, text me when you get home. Oh- and love you too.” It was like you were listing ingredients in a grocery list, but in most cases it wouldn’t be a crime —at least to Suna— to forget the last one.

He turned to the door, opened it, then stopped, causing you to be extremely baffled.

“Oh right, I almost forgot,”

Damnit, Osamu’s gonna for sure catch us if we go back and get whatever he left back there.

He took a large step towards you and before you knew it, your eyes were closed and lips intensely occupied. With his one hand on your cheek, and the other holding your waist, he deepened the kiss. No tongue though, it was obvious what that would lead to.

Carefully tilting his head up and down, his lips released from yours, and you were left feeling exceedingly hazy. That kiss might have literally taken your breath away.

You were about to spend the rest of the afternoon with his best friend, of course he would leave you with a little souvenir from the adventure you embarked upon. What kind of partner would he be if he didn’t?

Prideful with his work, he went ahead walking backwards. “Bye, bubs,”

He gave you a small wave paired with a lovesick —maybe a bit boyish— smile as he moved farther away from you, still walking backwards, almost far enough that he could start to make his way home.

You mouthed a goodbye, still not recovered enough to speak discernable words, and bit back a smile that still managed to peak through your eyes.

Watching him leave, you already began planning the next rendezvous in your head. Despite the experience slightly being a hassle, it didn’t matter. You would have done it one hundred times over if you could, as long as you did it together. If this was a movie, you would have sighed in content and slid your back down the door of your bedroom after it was closed, but you didn’t do that, obviously. You still had a wing-spiker to tutor.

Walking back upstairs, you get a text message.

[3:13 P.M] Rin: Don’t think I forgot about those handcuffs, love. You still owe me a ‘talk’ later.

Maybe it was a good thing you didn’t end up throwing them away, but you couldn’t let blondie know that.

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[firesnap]

Someone has finally broken me into believing that, to some extent, Tommy and Wilbur are going to be involved in this new dsmp thing. I am a little sad, a little bitter, and a touch contemplative.

Because here's the thing, as much as I love Wilbur's writing, a lot of things I like about canon in the dsmp was a mix of his writing, accidental canon and people editing/fixing things when he went too far. Like, I know there's a feeling I enjoy everything he's ever done on the server and I haven't. There are some decisions he's made I wish he hadn't (cough limbo) and some I'm glad people stood up to him and said "no" to as well (Wilbur aging somehow while dead being one, the canon ages of Tommy and Tubbo another, so on).

And I think to myself, could you create the scenarios and situations that led him (and fandom) to piece together a really cool story and the characters that people grew attached to?

Example -- I think storywise it was great for Technoblade to say no to the full SBI family dynamic. SBI in canon are complicated and messy and full of misunderstandings and projected feelings that just couldn't exist if they were all related.

Techno said himself that his character was an old friend of Phil's. Phil embraced the family dynamic with Wilbur and the former protégé/old friend role in his friendship with Techno. Wilbur hints he grew up in some extent with Techno and, when you combine that with how Wilbur acted around Techno, you get a kid who very much wanted to impress this important person his life and was looking for some sort of family connection outside of dad.

Then he finds that through Tommy and Tommy gets to feel like he has a family through Wilbur-- he knows all the tales of Phil being the bravest man that ever was. He knows Wilbur thinks Philza's brave because being alone doesn't seem to scare Phil like it does them. Techno is a figure of near mythic proportions.

And Techno and Phil grew up with Wilbur, but they didn't see Wilbur change like Tommy did. They didn't see a Wilbur with a streak of mischief and a naïve heart and a desire to make a difference and be something for everyone and how it crushed him. They don't understand like Tommy does how Wilbur destroyed something he loved and not just a country (part of the reason they were, particularly Philza, able to justify Doomsday).

Phil's got a child who feels like he was actually a stranger and another kid who is a stranger but reminds him too much of the one who left home. Techno has a kid who was raised on exaggerated tales of his greatness and the literal ghost of his best friend's child following him around. Tommy feels like they should be a family, that if stories worked out they would be, and can't figure out how to make the pieces fit or where he really belongs.

Brothers that fought and then did shitty things to each other just doesn't compare to complicated mix of found family, some blood family, and trying to figure out how the lines blur and cross and tangle as time goes on. I just... I don't see them getting that perfect blend of complicated and fucked again and i don't know if I want them to even try.

SBI in RP worked because they all added things and challenged each other's ideas until they formed something messy but incredibly fun. I guess I can't really imagine a dsmp without that now.