#I don’t even like the original but this looks stupid as heck

[funlovinzara]

Monster trio rejecting you head-cannons (Fem reader)

warnings: Angst

Luffy

Completely Oblivious

Doesn’t know when to stop talking, he gets scolded but he doesn’t know what the heck he even did.

Forgets about it in the next 5 minutes

You were fooled at first

“Well yeah i like you too y/n!”

“Like….like-like?”

“Yeah! I like-like everyone!”

“As in love? Do you love anyone? Romantically?”

“Ro…mantically? Ion know what means.”

He didn’t notice your brightness faltering. There was no point in the cat and mice chase, he doesn’t like you like that. You were found sitting in your room contemplating by Nami, you had to confess the situation and no matter what they could do, Luffy wouldn’t understand. As if he didn’t want to understand.

Sanji

A little disgusted

Tries playing it off in the nicest manner

Avoids you but not too much

You thought you had a very high chance because sanji would also flirt back, but hes like that with every woman.

“You mean like as in..love?”

“Yeah, you’re the nicest person i’ve met on this journey.”

“Oh….thats really sweet y/n. Honestly, my heart belongs to another.”

“Huh? But you’ve always flirted-.”

“Im just showing respect.”

“So what if i was Nami or Robin??”

“Obviously i love them, you’re just a little different you know? I mean i’ve known them longer than you.”

“So you were just playing me?”

“Don’t call it that y/n, i was just being kind.”

You didn’t have anything else to say, there was nothing else to say. You walked off trying to forget because really what was arguing going to do? Smack some sense into him? Hes already being swatted on the head everyday by Nami and turned down by Robin everyday, so it’s clear that nothing will work. It would be better to keep this to yourself.

Zoro

He looks stern, but hes a little flustered as a natural reaction

Unlike Luffy and Sanji, he never speaks to you again.

Even if your assigned groups to explore a certain island he doesn’t speak to you

“You like me?”

You nod your head out of pure second hand embarrassment, you knew this wasn’t gonna be good from the start.

“Y/n.”

You lift your head and he looks at you, you cant tell if he’s disappointed or disgusted. Probably disappointed.

“You know i have a goal.”

You didn’t respond, standing there in silence waiting for him to speak again.

“Im trying to be the greatest swordsman, i cant have things in my way, especially love.”

He walks away from you and that was the last time you guys have ever spoken. You guys were originally close beforehand, you would both laugh at the stupidity of the other crewmates and sometimes walk around certain towns together. But all that stopped, for you it felt like an end of an era. For him, felt like a tiny poke from a tack. He forgot in the next few days.

[silky-silks]

Okay can I talk?

eric belonging to @night-light-artz

Patches @eve-pie

Okay for the image above I was doing a “mock” warrior cat book. I miss the old covers but anyway

I kinda feel my art is…boring. I mean it just feels that way. Sometimes I feel I rush myself to get things done, and to be honest I hate having to rush myself. I look back at my recent post and they just fall FLAT. Flat as in the colors are just boring as heck. Lineart? I don’t really like. Not only that but everything feels so unpolished

My anatomy/details

I hate the fact I miss crucial details of my chat starts or even other people characters. I mean, HAVE YOU SEEN HOW I DONT EVEN ADD SILKY’s ANTLERS 99% of the time? That bothers me. And I see other people add them and I’m just “well damn I’m so lazy I can’t even add antlers on my own fucking character”.

Not to mention the poses. Everything feels so stiff with me. So dang stiff that you may as well call my art wood and use it as a support beam. I hate how I don’t use references for my art. Maybe If I used them more and actually took my time stuff wouldn't look like your average horrific Netflix Original cartoon of some movie.

Backgrounds/minor objects.

Do not get me started. I hate all of them. They look so low effort. I mean, I know I can do better with them! But it seems like I worry about the main characters so much. In fact, I feel the background just falls flat or blends in too much with the characters that it looks. Messy. If I draw a cup, i'll skip over details and it will look awful! Which isnt good, as it shows im lacking severly.

Time

And for time I rush. I feel like I have to literally push things out by day’s end and well…it affects my art. Lately o just been so focus on the hour and time it just makes the art suffer. Even if no one else sees it I do. I love my painted style, but it takes quite some time. And forgive me but I hate just doing sketches to and posting it. I prefer my art to be colored in and all the way. Now im not saying i dont like it when other people sketch. That would be a dick-head move of me.

Some days I fear if I don’t post or read inboxes everyone is going to think I purely abandoned them. I try to focus on my page. but just giving them a sketch at the end well...it makes me feel as if I just dissapointed them. I think to myself and say "I could have done better than that. Why did you even do that in the first place {Name}. "

I have like so much on my agenda and plans and then i realize I can’t do it all in one day. Hell sometimes I just make one day spefically on one subject.

If that day was animation day; I focus on an animatic.

If a certain day is art day and I want to set up my commission page (which is so messy I deleted it) then that’s the settled day. But I feel like I’m going so slow. It's like I am running out of time, and time is just passing by as I look at my clock.

And I'm not blaming anyone it's just my stupid head that makes me feel this way. I know no one is trying to rush me. But head is like "Oh but what if- and why not-". It bothers me. It clouds my vision and i don't realize in reality...no one is saying the things my brain is saying. Sometimes I feel like I'm bothering people when i draw their charcaters so much and tag them. I fear they just say 'Aw great it's this one person again."Sometimes I feel I need to be MORE original. And some days i feel i just need to give up entirely. Some days I think posting everyday will aggervate folks. Sometimes I envy the attention of others, and when I see what they gain or what following I have i look back at myself and say "Well maybe if you did this better than MAYBE you people will be interested in ya". And damn do i slam my head in a wall. Everyone just seems so happy, and yet here I am fretting over if this fucking dog I drew looks remotely interesting. And I just feel it...blends in. Like what is there so special about my art?

MY BLOG

And for this blog, I don't know if I truly have an identity for myself. There's Silky, there is Minty and Syrup, there is Simon and there is Shrimpy. But who do they belong to? What roles do they even serve in this blog? I want them to be my identity. I don't want them being just some sort of character leech. They lack story, they lack purpose, they are thrown in tropes and gag. But what do they relate to? Nothing. Nothing at all. And yeah yeah I know im thinking to DEEP into this. But it's been on my mind so much. And hell call me crazy for talking about them if they are real, but they mean a lot to me. A LOT.

So I tried to make my art interesting here like, i tried referencing images space. I tried adding more anatomy to Snowy since I am tired of doing the usual standing up pose. I even wanted to make the background feel more detailed. I feel a bit better, but I still fear everything is too...eh...bland. Maybe it is just me.

Sorry for the ungodly word of text. I know I shouldn't vent here.

[celticcatgirl2]

“Congratulations on getting your U.S. Citizenship forms in Diana!!!”

“Thanks Clark…oh right you never technically got your forms filled out with your whole “alien origin” thing did you?”

“I’ll be honest Diana I think I do more than my fair share to contribute to society as Superman…besides what would my tax money or votes even go towards anyways? genocide overseas? I don’t even like that idea….”

“Great Hera!!! Now I’m feeling kinda stupid for getting the citizenship in!”

“Hey look on the bright side..if you show up to jury duty in full costume it would make one HECK of a story for everyone else there…”

[the-unspeakable-tsar]

Kidnapping The Grunk

In 2018, I was 17. I wrote a Gravity Falls/Rick and Morty crossover fic called "Kiddnapping The Grunk". I'm 23 now, and I was looking at my ao3 account, and I saw it. So, I decided to rewrite the fic. The original person who wanted me to write the fic no longer exists on Tumblr. But here's the new version in its entirety.

Stan’s eyes opened up into complete darkness. He started to move but found his limbs stiff and wrapped in something. He was stuck and started thrashing around. He’d gotten it into his head that he was twisted up in his bedsheets again and started screaming.

“Oh god! Soos! Get the jaws of life! Get some snips or somethin’! I’m stuck!” he shouted.

“Nobody’s gonna help you out here, ole man,” said a strange voice from the dark.

“Who’s that?” said Stan. His tone was not so much panicked but annoyed. “Robbie Valentino, this better not be some stupid prank. I’m not playing around with you and Wendy’s games anymore!”

A new voice chimed in, making robotic tutting, “Nah, you don’t get it do ya?” We’re holding your ass for ransom.”

“Ransom?” said Stan. He considered the thought for a moment. “If you cut me in on this, I can get my brother to fork over some more cash. I know he’s good for it.”

“Shut the fuck up!” shouted the first voice. “If your scrawny boy toy doesn’t deliver the Smidgens we want, we’re going to slit your Cromdamned throat!”

“Boy toy? What the heck are you talking about?” he asked and received a smack across the face for it.

Everyone who surrounded him began to laugh as Stan’s head spun.

“Don’t play dumb,” he said. “You were rolling heavy with Rick Sanchez in this part of the galaxy for ten years. Suppose your spastic lust pet doesn’t show up; we’re going to cut your head off and bury you somewhere like a vampire.”

“Who?” asked Stan.

---

A large green portal opened up into a land covered in prone grease grease-slicked grandmothers. Two aged scientists stepped out and into the town. The residents of the town looked at them with fascination. Stanford Pines looked down at his tracker pad, which pinged with a map of this area and the little tracker.

“I cannot believe that my brother has gotten wrapped up in your nonsense, Sanchez,” he said. 

“Better believe it,” said Rick Sanchez, punctuating his brief statement with a burp. 

“You’re lucky I didn’t kill you myself. What are they? Flansians? Predators? The Tall Whites?” asked Stanford, rapidly firing his questions at Rick.

“Beats the hell out of me,” said Rick. “If they’re after me through, Stan I’ll take care of them. Don’t worry your prissy little head about it.” 

Rick reached over and started tussling Stanford’s hair drunkenly, only for Ford to take his hand away. “None of that!”

“You can’t still be angry because I didn’t call you after our night of passion in the Hamburger Fields,” he said. Dismissing him.

“I can be, and I am!” he shouted.

“Oh blah, blah, blah! BLIGHITY BLAH!” shouted Rick. “Stan’s a better man than you anyways. He knows how to make a man feel appreciated. Y’know?” 

Rick then feigned ecstatic moans, “Ohh Stanley, yeah, yeah, yeah, right therreee!” 

“That’s lewd,” growled Stanford. His face flushed a deep red.

“You would know,” said Rick. “I recall you getting very into me sucking on your fingers.” 

“Nope,” Stanford walked forward. Stomping as he went. “Not listening. Just help me find my brother.”

Rick made a dismissive noise. “Bleh…fine….So, does he ever talk about me?” 

“Hmm?” began Stanford. “No, never.” 

“C’mon, i’m being serious right now. He must, right?’ asked Rick.

“Nope. Up until we got the note, I didn’t even know you two were acquainted,” said Stanford.

“What? We spent nearly a decade together, fucking and savaging around the country,” said Rick. “He must remember me.” 

“Well,” said Ford apprehensively. “There’s a chance that he genuinely doesn’t remember.” 

“Oh god, has he been hit with Alzheimer's?” said Rick, feeling his age.

“The truth is more…odd,” Said Ford. “Do you remember when i talked about Weirdmageddon?” 

“Dumb name, yes.”

“Ignoring that…To destroy Bill, Stanley allowed him to invade his mind…Then we erased it,” said Ford.

“You sick son of a bitch!” growled Rick.

“Oh, grow the hell up, Sanchez. I heard about how you regularly erase your grandson’s memories over minor mistakes on your end,” said Ford.

“How did you hear about that?” asked Rick.

“Summer and Wendy are friends on Tumblr,” said Ford.

“Goddamn, Summer,” whispered Rick under his breath. But then Rick smiled, “Hot Damn, Fordy baby, you’ve just given me a chance at this bullshit thing called love!” 

Rick pushed Ford over, and the old man fell on his ass. They opened up a portal that entered them into a dimension filled with bright blue slime bags, and they bounced off of them, weaving between each other as they fell. Rick blessed another portal into the wall of the dimension and it led into the back room of a bar.

Surrounding Stan’s tied-up form were impossibly tall robots and short dwarven aliens with big fly eyes. They all pulled their guns and started firing at the pair. They ducked behind pillars and exchanged looks. Ford looked ready to kill Rick.

“ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND!” he shouted.

“Relax,” Rick stepped in front of the scene.

His body was quickly riddled with plasma fire. The bolts of liquid energy passed through his scrawny form like butter, but he kept stepping forward. The aliens screamed at him in their native tongues—horrid insect chirping. Rick’s left arm unfolded, forming a kind of gun made of green semi-metal and flesh. The flesh gun sprayed the aliens with a horrible mist that caused their skin to erupt in horrible sizzling boils and caused the metal skin of the robots to erode rapidly.

“Come to me, everybody!” he shouted. “Look at me go! Your gods might not be real, but I’m sending you to him all the same!”

Ford stood behind the pillar, picking off stragglers with his pistol and resenting every word that fell out of Rick Sanchez’ stupid head. He didn’t have to do all of this. They could have just killed them; they didn’t have to cook alive inside their bodies.

Once this mad violence was over, Stanford dashed over to Stanley and tore the bag off his head; his brother winced at the light.

“It’s okay, Stanley, you’re going to be alright,” said Ford as he began to undo the binds.

Rick turned and flashed Stanley a look. He thought it was sexy, with is hip cocked to the side and the bulge in his pants prominently displayed. 

“Hey, hot stuff,” said Rick. “I’m Rick Sanchez, and I’m the rescue committee.”  

“Yeah,” said Stan. “I know who you are.”

Suddenly, Rick froze. Shit, he remembers all the scumbag shit I did.

Once up, Stan strode across the room and pushed Rick up against the wall, forcing his tongue into his mouth and dry-humping him against the wall. Ford stood by, irritated that it built up to this. He turned his head so he didn’t have to see the image of the two.

“You scrawny son of a bitch,” said Stan. “You made me remember that I missed you.”

[midwestmade29]

Prequel Request 💻

To Anonymous: Your idea was so cute! I loved coming up with the little moments that were shared between Christian, Adam, and Adam’s little sister. The summer part was fun to write too 😉 I hope I did your request justice🤞🏻Thanks so much for sending it in 🖤

Word count: 2,405 Divider by: @firefly-graphics

Disclaimers: Broken bone, losing virginity, sexual intercourse. Read at your own discretion.

Original Anonymous Request: “Sis! I need a prequel to the last fic! Anyway we can get something with the little moments with Adam, the Reader, and Christian as they all grew up as well as moments with The Reader and Christian that summer that they were all over each other when she was home from college?”

You'll find my original story that inspired this request here 🙂

School had just let out for the summer and your mother took you, your older brother Adam, and his best friend Christian to get ice cream and celebrate. You practically salivated all over the counter while you watched each worker scoop out the delicious dairy onto cones and into bowls. “What the heck is that monstrosity? That looks disgusting!” Christian said to you with a scrunched-up face. His words didn’t faze you though, and you happily dug into your sweet treat covered in gummy bears, sprinkles, cookie pieces and chocolate syrup. With your mouth full, you asked Christian if he wanted a bite and his response was a fake gag.

That same summer was when the 3 of you were outside riding your bikes, showing off different tricks each of you could do. You tried to one up your big brother and his best friend by attempting a trick you’d never done before, but it backfired immediately when you overturned your bike forcing it to land on your wrist and break it in 2 places! Adam carried you all the way home to your mom and Christian took care of your bike. Your mom rushed you to the emergency room to get x-rays, sighing in relief when the doctor said surgery wasn’t needed. Your wrist hurt, that’s for sure, but you were more focused on what color cast you were going to get to pay much attention to it! When you got home late that night, Adam was already fast asleep, and you weren’t too far behind. You were about to plop down on your bed when you noticed a Lex Luger and a Sting wrestling figure resting up against your pillow with 2 notes taped to their chests:

Dear sis, Sorry about your wrist! I hope it heals super-fast! Hopefully good old Lex can help cheer you up some. Love ya, Adam P.S.-You’re going to look so tough with your new cast!

To Y/N, You better be more careful next time! I’m letting you borrow Sting, but I want him back the minute your wrist is healed. -Christian P.S.- I’m glad you’re okay. Can’t wait to sign your cast.

“Come on guys, don’t fight! You two are best friends! Now hug and make up, right now.” You demanded. You stood in the middle of Adam and Christian while they had their backs turned towards each other. They had been arguing over petty stuff for the last 45 minutes, and you were getting tired of hearing them go back and forth. Even though you were the youngest out of the 3 of you, you were wise beyond your years! You surprised them both with your next words, “Seriously, will the stuff you two are fighting about even matter tomorrow? Stop being dummies! You’re best friends, not enemies so act like it!” Christian stayed disgruntled with his arms crossed, refusing to be the first to say sorry, but Adam’s stance softened when he turned around and looked at you. “Wow, you opened your mouth and mom came out there for a second Y/N! But you’re right. This fight was stupid and I’m sorry Christian. Friends?” he asked while extending his hand to his best friend. Christian didn’t budge or shake Adam’s hand until you kicked him in the shin, forcing him out of the stupor he was in. Through gritted teeth he shook Adam’s hand and agreed, “Friends.”

Christian’s feelings towards you were strictly platonic when you were kids, or so you thought. The older the two of you got, the more his feelings for you started to change. It was odd when he started being nice to you, and definitely strange when you noticed he was talking to you more than he was Adam. You just chalked it up to him sucking up to you so you would help him with his homework! You still remember the disappointed look on his face when you told him that you would be gone for nearly 2 months because you were going to be a counselor at a summer camp. “Really? 6 weeks? That won’t leave you much summer break when you get back. Are you sure you have to go?” Christian murmured. “Of course, I have to go, silly! It’s a great opportunity for me. It’s not like I won’t be having fun while I’m there too! There’s plenty of activities to do and I get to mentor kids,” you said full of excitement. You thought Christian’s next question was bizarre, even for his weird ass. “Is it a girl’s only camp?” You didn’t even bother responding to such a ridiculous question! Instead, you rolled your eyes and made your way towards your front door, Christian following behind you like a lost puppy.

2 more years passed, you were certainly all grown up now! You were looking forward heading off to college in the fall, and the summer ahead was just prolonging your independence and your desire to explore new surroundings. One night, your mother had baked cookies and you sat at the kitchen counter devouring them. Laughter filled the air, and the conversation flowed! Out of nowhere, your mom brought up Christian, “You know that boy has it bad for you, Y/N! It’s so obvious!” The horrified look on your face made her laugh! “Christian?! As in Adam’s best friend, Christian? The one who has teased me my whole life and been a thorn in my side? There’s no way mom!” your words came out a little faster than you meant them to, and the more you spoke on the matter, you weren’t sure if you were trying to convince your mother- or yourself that Christian didn’t have feelings for you. Your mother’s words were soft as she explained herself farther, “I’ve seen the way he looks at you, Y/N. The boy is smitten! He asks me about you all the time, you know? The two of you are old enough now to explore any…feelings that might be there. Better to discuss things now before it’s too late and you’re off to college.” That same night while you were lying in your bed, sleep evaded you while you continuously went over the conversation you had earlier with your mother. Her words didn’t seem so silly the more you thought about them, and they helped you realize something that you had suppressed deep inside of you for several years, you had feelings for Christian.

“Why wasn’t I supposed to tell Adam we were meeting here, Y/N? What’s going on?” Christian asked you as he slid into the corner booth. Seeing Christian in this new light made you feel shy, even a little awkward. The conversation you had planned in your head wasn’t going to be as easy as you thought it would be! “Because if he knew the reason why I asked you to come, you’d probably end up with a broken nose and he’d lock me in my room until summer is over!” you teased. Christian looked over his shoulder, making sure the coast was clear before speaking frantically, “Okay, spill it Y/N! You’ve got me worried that my best friend might try and kill me for talking to his sister. What the heck is going on?!” That night you confessed your feelings for Christian, laying everything on the table at your local diner. You practically handed the boy your heart on a silver platter! When he didn’t respond right away, you felt yourself sink a little in the booth and your cheeks felt like they were bright red. When he finally spoke, all your worry and doubt washed away. “Was I that obvious?” he asked sheepishly. “I thought I hid my feelings pretty well. Man, your mom doesn’t miss anything does she? Anyway, I’m crazy about you Y/N! I have been for a long time. What do you say? Do you want to see where the summer takes us and really give a relationship a try?” You were beaming from his words, eagerly responding, “Yes, of course! I want nothing more, Christian.”

Your mom helped you and Christian stay off Adam’s mind and out of his sight as your relationship continued to blossom. She made you promise her that you would tell your brother soon about you and Christian dating, but you hadn’t found the right time to break the news to him yet. Even though it felt wrong sneaking around behind your brother’s back, you were enjoying spending all your time with his best friend and getting him all to yourself! You and Christian shared your first kiss in the warm summer rain when it started to down pour while the two of you were at a concert in a local park. The kiss was something you had dreamed about ever since you could remember, and it turned out to be incredibly sweet and romantic. Most of the summer days were spent poolside to escape the heat. Christian definitely approved of your skimpy bikini while your older brother did not. Your favorite activity was one the two of you did almost every night as long as Adam was asleep or had other plans separate from yours. Christian always brought the blanket and made quick work of spreading it out on the ground so both of you could lay on it and look at the stars. You two shared several meaningful conversations, often talking about your childhood but also looking ahead and making plans for the future.

One night, things were heating up between you and Christian as you made out underneath the blanket of stars. This spot near the pond just behind your house had become your favorite place, almost a sanctuary of peace and serenity for you and Christian. But the more his hands roamed freely on your body, leaving you a panting mess whenever he would break a kiss to come up for air, it turned into a place full of passion and desire. Christian knew you were a virgin and he never made you feel embarrassed of it or ashamed, and never forcing you to do anything you weren’t comfortable with. You had talked about taking that next step in your relationship in recent conversations, but you were hesitant. You knew it wouldn’t be Christian’s first time, him giving up that part of him a long time ago, but you still wanted it to be special for him too. “What if I’m no good at it?” you asked while your hands covered your face. Christian slowly removed them so he could look into your eyes, his words full of sincerity as he reassured you, “Giving yourself to me in that way is a gift and it’s something I don’t take lightly. No matter when- or if it happens- I know it will be beautiful. I will do my best to make sure it’s special for the both of us.”

A week later, you made your final decision about having sex with Christian or not. When you told him you were ready, he nearly took you right then and there on your front porch! The very next night, Christian took you by the hand and led you to your favorite spot. You couldn’t believe your eyes when he parted the final tree branches, revealing a strand of lights that were strung from the tree over to the old swing. A lantern illuminated the familiar blanket on the ground that was now adorned with a few small pillows and a second blanket. The only noise that could be heard were the rustling leaves on the trees in the soft summer breeze and the sound of nature carrying on quietly all around you. Once you were comfortable on the blanket, Christian checked in with you one final time before proceeding any further, “Are you sure you want to do this, Y/N? It’s completely fine if you’ve changed your mind. I’d be more than happy to lay here with you and look at the stars.” You gave him the green light to continue, and he took his time removing your clothes. He kissed every inch of newly exposed skin as he went along, making sure to savor every part of you. You watched as he opened the condom with his teeth before sliding it down his hard length and positioning himself in between your legs. He warned you gently that it was going to hurt at first, but after a while the discomfort would go away.

You held your breath as he inched himself inside of you, gasping when his full length was all the way in. “A-are you okay, Y/N? If it’s too much, p-please tell me and I’ll stop,” Christian said breathlessly as his slowed his movements. “No, please don’t stop. K-keep going!” you reassured him. With each thrust of his hips, the discomfort started to dissipate and was replaced with pleasure as Christian’s tip hit all the right spots. Your fingers dug into his back as waves of pure bliss crashed over your body, your tight walls squeezing around Christian and milking him of everything he had to give you. His name fell from your lips when you came, your juices coating the condom allowing Christian to slide in and out with ease. With a few final grunts, Christian found his release too, his body still pinning you against the blanket as he tried to steady his breathing. He planted tender kisses on your lips between each breath and you couldn’t help but smile. “How are you doing sweetheart? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” his words were a mere whisper as he looked into your eyes, studying your face for any kind of sign that you were okay. You couldn’t help but to burst out into a fit of giggles when you asked Christian, “That. Was. Incredible! When can we do it again?”

That wasn’t the last time the two of you had sex that summer. Your appetite for Christian was insatiable, and he was more than willing to try and cure your hunger. If you could’ve stayed in the bubble you and Christian had created around yourselves, you certainly would have. Unfortunately, September was rapidly approaching, bringing you closer to the difficult decision that you knew each of you had to make. Little did you know at the time just how much the end of summer decision was going to alter the course of your relationship afterwards.

[tokuvivor]

"You're important to me, you little shit" for Lena and Webby for platonic sentence starter?

Ooooooooooh, yes!!! I’ve never written anything exclusively revolving around them, so this’ll be fun.

I give you…

Out from the Shadows

Originated from this post.

“So you’re telling me,” questioned Webby, “that you were my shadow the entire time and I didn’t even know?”

“Pretty much, yeah,” Lena replied.

It had been about a week since Webby and Violet had brought Lena back from the Shadow Realm, and Webby and Lena had finally found time to discuss all that happened between the Shadow War and that point.

“I…honestly thought Magica had destroyed you,” Webby quietly admitted.

“Me? Destroyed? Nah, I simply just became your shadow,” Lena answered back. “Like I said, to make sure you were alright.”

“Awwww,” Webby cooed. “Still sweet, no matter how much you remind me.”

Lena chuckled softly. “Anyway,” she continued, “I appreciate how much research you were doing in order to try and get me back. But honestly, Pink, going downtown to the library so often got kinda old after so long.”

“Really?” Webby asked. “I’m sorry.”

“No,” Lena said firmly. “Don’t apologize. You were doing whatever it took to figure out how to get me back.”

Webby nodded.

“By the last time you went downtown for research, you know, the one where you met Vi, I basically had the whole routine memorized,” Lena admitted. “Taking the bus, swiping in with your card, poring over books about shadow magic for hours, rinse and repeat.”

“You…had it memorized?” Webby asked.

“Well, yeah,” Lena responded. “It’s not like I had much else to do, anyway, being stuck in the Shadow Realm.”

Webby looked at her friend curiously. “What else do you remember from when you were my shadow?” she wondered.

“I remember that game night you guys had,” Lena began. “How the heck did Blue not get your charade? It was so clearly McMoneybags!”

“Dewey’s…not always the best with non-verbal cues,” Webby admitted. “Also, did Dr. Gearloose’s shrink ray affect you at all?”

“I was literally shrunk down with the rest of you, and I have no stupid idea how,” Lena replied incredulously. “I’d have guessed that it would only affect the living. You know, those not literally stuck in another dimension.”

“Since you were my shadow, and I got shrunk, scientifically speaking, yeah, it makes sense that you got shrunk down, too,” Webby explained. “But I digress.”

“Ooh! That boat trip you and Green took,” Lena remembered. “That Glom-guy, though, he’s…well, something.”

“He’ll do anything to be better than Uncle Scrooge,” Webby agreed. “That’s why they’re doing this wager over their companies.”

Lena stewed for a moment.

“What?” Webby asked.

“I cannot believe the nerve of him, pulling you overboard!” Lena spat out.

“Did you go overboard, too?” Webby wondered. “Shoot, that kinda came out wrong; I’m just curious about the schematics of that, you having been my shadow and all.”

“You were still close enough to the boat that I stayed on,” Lena explained. “I was still worried, though.”

“Why?” questioned Webby. “Lena, you know me. You know just how physically adept I am, swimming included. You’ve seen me do all those casual flips and tricks. Why would you be worried when you know I can do all that?”

“Because you’re important to me, you little shit!” Lena shouted. Then she clapped a hand over her bill. “Sorry, I don’t know why that came out of me, but the point still stands. You mean a lot to me, and I don’t want you getting hurt, or even worse. Again, that was my whole reason for being your shadow in the first place.”

“First of all,” Webby responded, “you’re lucky that you just said that to me, and not Granny. Second, I appreciate it. I mean, I have enough know-how to be able to get myself out of situations (as long as they aren’t social), but for whenever I can’t do it on my own, well, I guess I had you there the whole time, looking out for me.”

“And I’m still gonna be there for you, no matter what,” Lena added. “Even though I have my body back. Whatever happens, you are not losing me.”

Webby jumped up from her bed, and Lena, anticipating her, rose to her feet as well, as the two girls collided in a hug.

“I missed your hugs,” Webby said, her voice muffled by Lena’s chest.

“I know,” Lena grinned.

[four-loose-screws]

Hello there, I’ve been playing a lot of Engage lately and I’ve been really enjoying it a lot. I’m writing in to ask you on what your general stance is on the whole discourse that has surrounded how certain S-Supports were translated. As for me, after reading a couple of them through, both the original versions and the localization, I personally don’t see that much a difference or disconnect between the two. While yes it can be argued that the localization did toned down a couple in a few cases, but even still I don’t think the general tone is really lost and in most cases it seems the only real notable difference is the usage of some select words in place of others which in a couple of cases might skewed into something that seems more platonic, but the rest of the conversation still seems to generally be pretty direct with how it’s translated. I also feel that even the original Japanese conversations generally speaking don’t feel nearly as romantic as they’ve been in previous games which has given me the impression that relationships in general are just simply greatly downplayed in Engage, and while that’s definitely apparent in a few other areas of the game I’ve definitely noticed it a lot through those conversations. It should be worth noting that I encountered the original Japanese conversations through Google Translate as well as other people’s own translations, and even with Google Translate I was still able to see what the initial tone of the dialogue was generally supposed to be and personally speaking didn’t think to was all that different from the official localization (minus a couple of choice words). I do think it’s worth noting that the wake-up events generally are more romantic than the conversations, or at least have more direct implications of it which I thought was interesting. However even with all of that, I would like to hear your opinion on all of this, from someone who is a speaker of Japanese, to get a further perspective on all of this. Thank you for reading this admittedly super long question as well as all the hard work you do for this community, hope everything is going well for you.

Hi and thanks for the support! :) Things have been a wild ride for me for a while now, but in an alright kind of way.

I chunked this out into 3 parts, because my brain gets lost in a whirlwind if I don't chunk up my writings.

Pt. 1 - Opinion Time!

My own personal opinion, in its own tiny little vacuum, is that I don't really care what changes a localization makes, for the most part. I see some changes as unfortunate - like those that put in pop culture or meme jokes that won't age well, in a game not already dating itself on purpose. But I don't have reason to become emotionally invested when I can look up and read the Japanese in my free time, analyze the differences between JP and localization in my free time, and use my blog to share those findings to those who don't know both languages.

The downside is I'm not available to blog like I used to be, but there's always been other people out there who know Jp./Eng. and are filling in the gaps. It's not a fun time to be subjected to the "LOCALIZATION STUPID, LOCALIZATION TEAM YOU SHOULD FEEL BAD" tone you sometimes see, but sifting through good and junk information is how research has always worked.

Now, to add on some nuance, because the world is a complex place and simplicity is a rarity. I think that it is very very valid to mourn what is lost because localization teams are trying to sell a product to a different audience, and simply cannot commit to trying to directly convey the exact same experience the JP version offered.

Not everyone is going to see the positives of localization as worth the cost. I love seeing FE spread to people I never imagined it would, because localization teams work hard to make the text engaging for non-JP audiences.

But media preservation is important too. Heck, I'm basically devoting my entire life to preservation by translating a collection of 20-30 year old novels! It's perfectly valid to value preservation of media over maximum outreach (and the big profits that come with it).

Also, just because I feel like pointing it out, I don't see localization as censorship. I feel like censorship is much more violent - a group in power trying to entirely eliminate media that does not fit their agenda for the purpose of control, etc. It's not like Treehouse is going around the internet, trying to remove and hide any record of the JP script or anything - they're just trying to guess what will sell the game outside of Japan, and protect Nintendo's brand. Nintendo could stop fan JP vs. localization analyzers at any point, but they don't, our content is all still out there for those who want to know more about the JP versions.

Pt. 2 - Talking directly about Engage & the S support conversations

Now, as for the conversations themselves!

My initial impression - Wow, the localization of these S supports compared to the Awakening days, is so different I'd think Engage was from a different franchise entirely! (For those who didn't play Awakening - the localization entirely rewrote some lines in many S supports - particularly many of the CG image quotes, in which each character says their final romantic words to Robin.)

Depending on the exact conversation, Engage's localization takes slightly different approaches towards making conversations with child & teen characters more platonic. Framme's support changes 'partner' to 'ally.' Meanwhile, Anna's support changes 'partner' to clearly mean 'business partner.' Clanne says "all I think about is you" in JP vs. "all I think about is helping you more," to shift the focus from implied romance, to keeping his relationship with Alear strictly as a master / guardian relationship.

For characters over 18, their conversations were not altered to remove romantic implications.

And, that's about the extent of it. Anon, you are exactly right in the summary Google Translate helped give you - the localized conversations always follow the original Japanese, save for toning down any lines w/ under 18 characters, that originally felt more romantic than platonic.

There is one huge sign that even the JP version wasn't as serious about committing to every S support being romantic, though - the CGs. Every character under 18 wears the ring on their middle finger instead of the wedding ring finger. Now, one could argue that the CGs are only that way because the artist was told to focus on the NA / international release, and I think that is a very valid possibility, but... many of the characters of all ages don't even wear the Pact Ring at all, and just hold on to it in their CG. And then there's the fact that the emblem rings are all worn on the wedding ring finger, when no one in the game has a romantic relationship with an emblem, so... yeah. I still don't think we're meant to read too hard into what wearing any ring on any finger means in this game.

I don't see any reason to do a deep analysis on any of the conversations, the changes are really that simple. But, as I always say, if anyone ever wants to see specific conversation(s) translated, then just send an ask my way! Straight translations tend to take less time than answering questions because I don't have to organize my personal thoughts, so they tend to be addressed the fastest!

Pt. 3 - Talking about Engage's romantic aspects in general (or lack thereof)

Overall, it is pretty easy to pick up on the sense that the devs weren't as interested in the romantic features of FE this time around - and in fact as I was writing all this out, I found a dev interview that briefly confirms the development of the game centered around Alear and the Emblem mechanics. The wake-up events might have been written as a middle ground to balance between those who wanted more romance, while taking focus overall off of the romance, but I've seen no sign of that being true in dev interviews.

Fire Emblem is Fire Emblem, and each FE game is always a grab bag of "What's coming back?" So it was always inevitable that even the romantic aspects would be toned down at some point, despite them being so present and essential to the popularity of three whole games in a row (Awakening, Fates, and Three Houses). I'm a long time fan, who knows that's how FE operates, so I enjoy it. But understandably every game will cause some controversy with those who aren't used to, or don't like, the rapid changes.

To me, as a fan since the GBA/GC days, Engage feels kind of like a fun return to GBA form, where supports always felt like a roulette wheel. Which relationships would read romantic? Platonic? Would the relationship seem platonic in the A support, then the characters get married in the ending card anyway? Would family or platonic pairs get an ending card? Who knew!

That being said, make no mistake!! Engage leans as hard as ever into FE's main overarching theme about bonds - that bonds are strength, and the glue that carries all FE protagonists to victory! There's just not as much of a focus on the romantic bonds this time around. In true FE form, you never know when the devs are going to dump, or at least shift focus away from, previous features.

I think I've gotten all I had on my mind typed out now - but anyone can feel free to follow up the conversation if you want in another ask!

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(Note for full context: I read through about 10-15 or so of the S / Ring Supports before starting my reply to this ask, picking out some of the youngest characters, as well as a random sampling of others for balance. ...I didn't even try to read them all, I could only handle so many of essentially the same conversation in a row, before my head started spinning, ha ha.)

[theinsanecrayonbox]

Uhg still so tired, don’t wanna be awake…

But thought I had in car ride yesterday;

In my Packverse, Nightcrawler’s new retcon convoluted origin might better explain Graydon

It’s become fuzzy over time which one’s older, Graydon or Kurt. I always thought Graydon was older but these days…

Anyways, in Packverse Victor didn’t know he was pregnant, surprise birthed Graydon, baby seemed stillborn, so Leni took it away never to be seen again. Well, why would Raven keep a random baby if she didn’t have to? Because of Destiny’s vision of them having a mutant son that Raven sired.

This could make Graydon older like usual, but begs the question in why they raised him for however many years before realizing he wasn’t a mutant. Or it makes him younger, meaning they had their mind wipes after giving up Kurt but still knew they *should* have a baby and oh look here’s one that fits the description. (Heck maybe Destiny saw Graydon too and knew they had to give up Kurt to get Graydon then)

This also winds up giving Graydon even more stupid self loathing complexes, because not only does he think his father abandoned him, but that his mother left them both for another woman (so gay is bad) but then the usual as an adult learning the gender BS that his parents are actually flip-flopped ONTOP of his usual anti-mutant stuff.

But also does bring up the interesting dynamic question of how he would’ve turned out if Irene had raised him; maybe her coldness as a precognitive would’ve still fostered the same resentment, or maybe she would’ve nurtured him into something better. Graydon is also an interesting plot device when used right.

[velvetwyrme]

Welcome back! I love transformers! Which continuity are you interested in? Any favorite characters in particular? Do you have any oc’s? (No pressure if you don’t I’m just curious) <3

Thank you, it's good to be back abfjdbdk! and HECK YEAH TRANSFORMERS 🤝!!!

Thank you for providing me with the opportunity to Talk About Transformers, I will take it graciously and with extreme amounts of vigour and rambling!

Under the cut because of the aforementioned vigour and rambling.

To answer your first question: I'm largely into the IDW (2005) comics, Animated, and Aligned (TFP) continuities! I've also started watching the original G1 cartoon and Cyberverse which has been really fun!! (I'm absorbing so much information. I'm also idly keeping up with the new Skybound comics, which have me yelling screaming crying etc.)

As for characters... I would say I have no favourite/s except I do also own 1 (one) Transformer and well. for something that basically turns into a brick, he gives me immense amounts of joy.

But yes, other than Soundwave, (who has charmed me in every continuity I've seen so far!!) it's a constantly rotating roster because there are SO many characters to think about (which differ from continuity to continuity!!) and I am having the time of my LIIIIFE!!!

It's so funny going from UT/UTMV to TF because UT fans have a lot of focus on Versions of Literally The Same Two Guys, whereas TF has an overabundance of options to pick and choose from (I love both!!! I just think it's very funny in comparison whfjfbek)

Anyway, I am a big fan of a lot of characters from IDW and particularly MTMTE because they're all a bunch of little FREAKS and I love them. But! If I had to pick a few from there, I'm particularly fond of (in no particular order) Drift, Whirl, First Aid, Ratchet, Swerve, Brainstorm, ALSO NAUTICA I love her dearly!!!!

I'm also a Tarn girlie at heart u_u I am not immune to "big bad dude with a mask and a sexy voice just so many problems". Also I have a special place in my heart for Spinister and Pipes rhfjfbejfbk (I love the Scavengers [similarly, a bunch of little freaks] and Pipes makes me SO SAD. WAIT- ANOTHER CHARACTER THAT MAKES ME VERY SAD: IDW SUNSTREAKER. (He was my first taste of the Horrors of the IDW comics and that STUCK with me)

Similarly, I think the Constructicons (+Prowl in IDW) and Combaticons have SUCH fascinating dynamics hjsjkhksjdfh,, combiners got me going crazy... I NEED to find out more about the other combiner teams. It's a fascinating concept.

As for other continuities... Animated has me sick over Blurr, Shockwave and Swindle, and... well, Optimus has intensely kissable lips in this series. Why did they make him like that. I'm also very fond of TFA!Starscream- he was my favorite back when I watched the series as a kid and it was very fun seeing him with fresh eyes LMAO

Fun fact: TFP was a large part of what got me to actually sit down and check out Transformers but... I actually still haven't watched the series itself (つω⊂* ) I just saw TFP!Soundwave and went "OH okay, I love him and need to find out more" which quickly expanded into me going on a deep dive into Transformers, and resurfacing about a month later having read all the IDW 2005 comics and about an equal amount of fanfic for various continuities whfjgbjrbfk,, BUT even though I haven't watched it yet- TFP already has me hooked on Knockout, Ratchet (and Soundwave ofc LMAO)

And the last answer; unfortunately I don't have any TF OCs (ᴗ_ ᴗ。)........

.........YET.

I have many Thoughts but haven't put together any designs because I want to get better at drawin mechs before I jump into making my own! Hopefully that way I have a better idea of how to put em together LMAO. That being said, I Am in fact plagued with ideas!! Like!!! I'd loooove to take a crack at trying to put together a sailplane/glider OC!

(LOOK AT THEM STUPID LONG WINGS...)

Or!! A pair of mechs, one whos an imaging satellite and the other a telescope! (Real starcrossed lovers type deal... both meant to only watch from afar, both longing to be in the other's place/by their side)

I also have a tradition of making sonas that have wings but can't fly, so I kinda want to make a TF sona with a similar concept- either just with good ol doorwings, or maybe a flier with a messed up gyro which causes problems staying upright in the air 🤔

Anyway!!! This is really long again! Oops but not oops because we all knew this would happen. Thank you again for the ask!! (and the excuse to yell about Transformers shfngbekbgm) Now I will return to my daily schedule of listening to. eurobeat and the Transformers Devastation soundtrack. Bye

[visitor64]

I can 3D model, NOW HES REAL!!!! :D (ART/OC DUMP PART 2.5?)

(Okay, what the heck- I SWEAR I posted this already!!! But I guess I forgot or smth lol)

(This was originally going to be posted yesterday, so some information might be outdated)

Wow, I have been posting a lot lately… maybe I might post ART/OC DUMP PART 3 after this?

WHO KNOWS!!

I know, that’s what

And I say…

Hmmmm…. Let me think…

No.

Nah im jokin

…

OR AM I-

Oh wait, I’m getting off topic lol

This blog… post… thing- is going to be about 3D models I made

(These aren’t actually ALL the 3D models I’ve made, I’ve made a lot more, but they’re VERY VERY OLD, like 3 years ago I’m pretty sure, so if you guys wanna see those then uuhhh idk comment down below shajnsajjxhwjnx)

(Uhhhhh I was gonna put more information here but uhhh like and subscribe to join the fortnite vbucks give awa-)

(Oh yeah, also, I made these models with Tinkercad, it’s on IOS and PC, idk if it’s on android though)

Okey, first we have Visitor!!!! Who is in stupid dumb heads art style and flat for some reason lol

I swear, it was SO HARD to get the ears to look right, and they still kinda don’t!!! There’s still like a SLIVER of whatever there, Idk why they just don’t wanna cooperate with me 😭😭😭

And then there’s this.

I don’t even know-

I half hate it and half like it

Oh, and I forgot the little triangle things-

BUT WAIT! There’s more!!

There are two more models I made

They’re pretty old, but oh well!

first we have sys… again-

I still love this model

And that definitely isn’t because it’s a model of a character I like in their original form kinda sorta idk!!!! No way!!!! That’s total madness… MARIO MADNE-

There was another one, but I hate it so much that I don’t even wanna show it.

So thats it

Oh, wait, I almost forgot!! There’s also this.

I guess this is kinda an ART/OC DUMP, but it’s actually just a ART DUMP

Let’s just say this is a ART/OC DUMP PART 2.5 lol

Uhhhhh the end lmao

hahaha lol the end mario mad-

[voidaxolotl]

I see everyone putting up opinions on the new live action Avatar: The Last Airbender so, might as well put mine up too!

Spoiler warning, my good friends! So be cautious!

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Bottom line is, I do enjoy the show, it’s better then the live action movie but I feel no where close to the original show. But lets be fair, bringing back ATLA in retelling the same story as a live action WOULD be hard. It’s all stuff we’ve seen before and lets be honest most of the people watching the live action know the story of the Gaang like the back of our hand. Those in charge had to find a way to give us the characters and story we love while making it entertaining for us still, and while a good amount of us would have been fine with the script basically being the same (this HAS been done in a couple animations to live action things) they had to account for the many more who wouldn’t actually watch the whole series because of it being the same. So, new story(ish) and changing the characters around. So lets talk characters!

Starting with Sokka

They made Sokka more of a “big brother” protector instead of a “sexiest warrior” protector. (Heck, we can even see a couple girls in his “army” in Wolf cove) Probably because he learned he needs as many able bodies as he can with all the “men” leaving, he learned what Pokko learned in episode 8.

But I do miss seeing our boy humiliated by Sukki, their new relationship feels like a watered down version of the original, with Sukki being more like a diet Sukki. She’s not the same kind of girlboss who flips over and teaches Sokka, instead Sokka is an awkward turtle duck who gets pinned while stretching and is spooked off.

We get a more intimate training scene which I think was cute, but we miss out on “This dojo is for Kyoshi Warriors only” and “I would be honored if you taught me” (as well as Sokka in uniform, miss that) I can’t hate the new Sokka, he’s compassionate and protective to his sister, he hides how much he loves Momo until episode 7 (god that hug he gives that stupid lemur-), and most of all being the one in charge of his village is brought up more and feels more heavy on his shoulders then in the original which I like. He was left in charge at a young age but the original didn’t dwell on it, while this one has shown us more impact of it (his talk with Yue (both as a fox and in person), his talk with the Mechanist, ever argument between him and Katara) he also feels more in the “big brother” role which I enjoy. Yes, I miss our original sarcastic strategist, but I feel like they’re laying more groundwork and background for all of Sokka’s brilliance

“Its a war balloon”… “it doesn’t look like its for battle just transportation”….. “Because I made it”

Like- YES! Show off more of our boys brain and need to protect! Show us how deep his shoulders drop due to the wait his father dropped on them! Show us his knowledge of anything being used as a weapon!

We don’t get to see how he interacts with Jet, or ribs against Zuko, or much of his planning which I’m quite peeved about, but them showing me Sokka geeking over inventions and acknowledging both his achievements and burdens does make it a bit easier to take in this new version.

[acespeon]

friendly reminder to new Persona 4 players from an old hat that the original P4 was developed in 2008. that’s a short fifteen years, and nothing was progressive back then. if you’re looking for the progressive stances on Kanji and Naoto that you might see in fandom, the game isn’t like that.

Japan itself wasn’t inherently homophobic like many western societies are but they also aren’t the golden country of LGBT rights. Heck Tokyo Pride has only been in since 2012.

But a small rural town like Inaba is in the game would be quite insulated from the rest of the country, especially back then. The Investigation Team only have flip phones and probably dial up internet.

Yosuke has moved there from Tokyo because his father took up Junes management and, while already an outcast due to Junes causing most of the family run businesses to close, he also likely has internalised a lot of comments and homophobia. Back in 2008 it was popular among teenagers to use gay as an insult to mean something like ‘that’s so stupid’ (heck when I was in high school back in 1997 that was popular). While he does get better as the game progresses forward he still has his moments, but noticeably after the cultural festival has dialed down his homophobic type comments to Kanji since being put through the drag show. Yu, coming from the same city as Yosuke six months later, probably has more of a grasp on things and doesn’t have that internalised hatred for himself like Yosuke has.

Teenagers in small rural towns don’t generally have a grasp on things that what would be considered today to be LGBTQ. If they do it’s because they got it from the internet and as we all know the internet isn’t that great a source, especially if the people you’re learning from are the wrong side of homophobic and use terms that you don’t understand. People back then would use terms like ‘strange’, ‘weird’ or ‘unusual’ to describe LGBT-leaning people, and even now I need to step on my mother’s foot when she uses ‘weird’ or ‘queer’ as a derogatory term.

Even Hanako gets the short end of the stick, not because she’s LGBT or anything (as far as we know), but because she is fat. Asian countries are notoriously fatphobic and I see comments on a mukbanger I watch where she’s like ‘I’ve put on weight :(‘ but she looks exactly the same as when I started watching her three years ago. It might be a thing that I don’t understand because I’m from the western countries but having faced fatphobic comments in my whole life, I take personal offence of Hanako’s portrayal and voice.

Anyway all this to say, don’t be surprised if the game doesn’t pander to your expectations of what Kanji and Naoto should be in your eyes compared to what they are in game. Take recent history into consideration when you play and don’t blame the developers.

[kaleb-is-definitely-sane]

An Open Letter

This is an open letter to all the bigoted, arrogant, anti-charismatic national embarrassments known as trolls, anons, biscuits, mothertruckers etc. You are absolutely irrational!!! Take the anons that harassed @ell0ra-br3kk3r: claiming she’s a “pick me bitch”. First off: bitch please! She’s authentic. Thats what and thats all she is. And you would know that if you ever took time to get to know her. Your screaming and going crazy and throwing a fit cause she’s an amzing person which you know! And i know you know! And your jealous and we all know that!!! She’s real, unlike you who was so cowardly that to say something mean you had to go anon. Ellie meanwhile would never do that already proving she’s ten times better than you. She’s real, she’s nice her aesthetic deserves nothing but love. Your a coward and your entire vibe is bitchy. You are in serious need of Jesus.

You tell me wonderful girl that you “sure hope you don't think any of your "friends" actually care about you. like how could they?” and yet look how many of us have come to her defense. RUSHED to her defense. And how could we not care about her. She’s honest and kind and funny and loyal and friendly and loving and positive and brave and smart and chill and patient and just all around amazing. And yeah anon i believe she is just that positive because people like that exist. And there is nothing wrong with putting positivity into the world rather than negativity. Like lets just assume for a split second that she’s feeling negative. Well, unlike you, she doesn’t have to post it!!! When you feel negative you don’t have to say something. I mean look how she responded to your cruel comments. She posted them and said nothing. She just turned off anons. Like… who the heck does that!!! Who gets hate and then just says, “so yeah ima just turn off anonymous fan mail for a while.” Like thats part of why we love her. She radiates positivity in everything she does. Always. And i can only hope you’d learn from that. Not everyone is hiding something. And if a person chooses not to release negative energy into the world thats not hiding thats protecting. It’s protecting themselves and other people from being forced to endure the same pain. She’s true and authentic. And anyone who’s says otherwise is a liar.

“everyone has this deep desire to off themselves sometimes, and only a few really should. you should be lucky you're one of those people.” Now you’ve crossed the literal line buddy! It is one thing to lie and say she’s bitchy. It’s another to say her friends don’t like her or that she’s not really positive. It is ANOTHER ENTIRELY to suggest she should kill herself!! The actual #3// is wrong with you??!! Give my regards to Satan when you go back to hell where you came from! You can go on and on about her apparent lack of moral compass — at leads she maintains hope in all this rumpus! I repeat you have crossed the line!! If you don’t like someone’s content don’t look! And if it’s repeatedly on your suggestions dash just block 🙄.

Let me ask you a question: who do you think you are? Did you think about the potential consequences of your actions? Did you now calculate how this could potentially end in catastrophe? Your a bitch. You really are and I don’t swear so listen closely when i say you are a stupid motherfurcking bitch in need of prayer (you’ll certainly be in mine) and therapy (i hear better-help is amazing). @ell0ra-br3kk3r is amazing. And if you don’t like her so what! You don’t deserve her. She deserves the world and nothing less. You deserve to be in jail because cyber bullying (especially against a minor!) is illegal. Your not even clever or original. Everything you said was simply embarrassing. Don’t be evil but if your gonna be hateful at the very least be clever about it! But alas… you were just irritating. Your a nuisance with no apparent sense and all your claims are irrelevant. You can call me the devil or say i lack moral compass and you can spread lies about ellie or anyone else on tumblr but we know the truth: you aspire to be like us. You aspire to be like Ellora. And that’s not a bad thing. Agian: she’s wonderful. But if your aspiration and your admiration are corrupted into jealousy and envy well now you’ve just become spiteful and malevolence.

— Sincerely,

Kaleb 😘

[rkin413]

I was contemplating an AU where Ash has to fight Rainbow Rocket in Alola, including Evil Team!Versions of his friends (sort of making this a crossover of my Shadow!Cilan AU, too) when I remembered - aren’t Archie and Maxie Well Intentioned Extremists who are horrified when they actually start to see the results of their plan in action? Like, I haven’t actually played any of the games between the original Black&White and Legends Arceus (no 3DS) so I don’t know if Omega Ruby Alpha Sapphire changed things in that regard, but I distinctly remember these two being like “No! Stop! Look over here, I’ve got the orb! Listen to me and stop!!” when their plans actually start to come to fruition, and they show remorse after everything is over and are glad to be stopped. And the Rainbow Rocket versions of the team leaders are the ones who succeeded, right?

So... why are those two there? What is the context for these two willingly joining an evil organization dedicated to... I think either doing generic crime things or spreading the results of their plan even further? Were they both sitting in their respective dead/dying world, horrified by what they’d done, and when Rainbow Giovanni came along they just jumped ship because what else were they going to do? Did they double down on their messed up ideas out of horror to cope with accidentally probably killing a lot of people and Pokemon, the exact opposite of what they intended?

Like, Lysandre and Ghetsis could make a claim at being Well Intentioned Extremists too, but that’s bunk because Lysandre wanted to commit genocide and Ghetsis was faking his good intentions, but Archie and Maxie were legitimately trying to make the world a better place, and just... didn’t think through the consequences of their actions. So what the heck are they doing there??? Does the game explain this? If the game explains this it’s probably a stupid question, but my only exposure to Rainbow Rocket is fandom osmosis, so...

[team-mythic-beasts]

Today, I turn twenty years old. Today, I celebrate my eighth birthday with Team Mythic Beasts. That’s almost one third of my life.

And I think about this a lot - what if I had never known Hetaveyond in the first place?

What if on that fateful day, the day I found Levi Jones’ Aveyond 4 x Hetalia mod, I scrolled away and never went back?

Where would I have ended up at this point of life, and what communties would I have wound up making content for?

Would I still be a literature student at age twenty, or would I have picked a different field?

Maybe my works would have gotten more attention if I were in more popular fandoms. Maybe I wouldn’t have had a hard time explaining my projects to friends and family if they were fully original. Heck, even if I just focused on the main Hetalia fandom, I have no doubt that I’d get much more people looking my way!

But you know what? I don’t regret choosing this path at all. Because the more time goes by, it becomes clearer to me that if I don’t tell these stories, they will likely be forgotten.

When I first learned about this project, I was twelve. Literally one month away from finishing elementary school.

So, naturally, I was just as inconsistent while developing Project Hetaveyond, an extension of Levi’s original project, as I grew as a person in real life. In the course of seven years, there have been countless ideas for the stories I wrote that I realized were pretty stupid/cliché and replaced with “better” alternatives.

There are still so many characters to introduce, so many stories to tell. But no worries - I’ve got time.

I have long promised Luke, my dearest friend of over seven years, that as much as I want to do more original content… I’m not going anywhere. And I vow to honor this promise on this meaningful day, my twentieth birthday.

Project Hetaveyond and Team Mythic Beasts remain my first priority. And so it shall be, for many more years to come.

I give everyone - whether from here, Instagram, or even my YouTube days - for supporting my own little journey all this time my utmost thanks. Let’s make more memories together!

Makoto Shizumu (沉夢真)

Oct 21 2024

[queen-acacia-08]

Hey, so since I’m probably screaming into the void here (and since the general vibe I’m getting is that people use Tumblr like Catholics use confession, and I’m an atheist who doesn’t get to tell someone the stupid stuff I’ve done with no consequences) it’s story time!

It’s funny the things that change you. I was thinking about why I wrote my 7s the way I did and thought I’d share this story today.

In sixth grade, I had this math teacher who was EVIL. They bullied students and reduced at least one to tears. (I won’t say the teacher’s name or even their gender bc I’m still afraid of them)

Anyone who knows me is aware that I am a total teacher’s pet. Heck, the people I make friends with are too. Half my extended social circle is teachers. So I was pretty nervous about having this teacher, but some part of me (my self confidence? Call it what you will) thought “I can handle this one”.

Everyone knows you don’t learn anything in the first week. That’s for forms, establishing contact with parents, and emergency procedures (for fire, earthquakes, and since this happened in America, lunatics w/ guns).

So there was this one thing where we had to write… I think it was some kind of number code for something? I’m fuzzy on the details, but I do remember this teacher passing around an example they’d wrote themselves and commenting on the way they wrote their number 7s.

Some people write 7s the way it’s typed here. But they wrote theirs with a little line through the angled side of the number. They apparently knew the origin of this style and explained it to the class (I forget which country it’s from) then said they weren’t from there, actually, but just thought it was fun to write the number that way and that it was cool.

So, since I’ve been super intimidated by this teacher and want to suck up, I immediately track down everywhere I’ve wrote the number 7 on any paper they might see and added the little line while they were still explaining why they liked it.

But that’s not the end.

See, another student at my table was curious and checked the papers of the other students around them for 7s like the teacher had wrote them, and since I’d quickly changed mine, they saw that I wrote them like they did.

“Are you from [aforementioned country I’ve forgotten]?”

“No.” My heart was beating SO FAST. I could NOT afford to get called out on BS only ONE DAY into middle school!

“So why do you write 7s like that?”

I panicked and answered the first thing I thought of: “same as them. I think it’s fun.”

Then they looked at the scary teacher, looked back at me, and then made a face like they knew exactly what I was doing trying to suck up to them, and that they respected me for it.

They never called me out on the 7s thing and I ended up being one of that teacher’s favorite students (although I was still scared of them the whole time).

I still write my 7s with that little line through them.