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KARINA SUPERNOVA 240524 Music Bank
#aespa#aespainc#aespaedit#ggnet#femaleidol#femaleidolsedit#femadolsedit#idolady#ultkpopnetwork#kgoddesses#kpopccc#dailywomen#blogmusicdaily#karinaedit#karina#supernova#yu jimin#myedit#flashing tw#hope this isn't too messy 😭 but you know.. i see a pretty girl and i suddenly have 4292 gifs. sorry
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natty + midas touch era ↳ for @yoohyeon ♡
#femaleidolsedit#femaleidol#natty#kiss of life#korimilook#awekslook#useranusia#useroro#ninqztual#danablr#cries i hope this isn't too messy.. i feel like the camera moves sooo much during her parts#bellagifs
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I've had this pose ref saved for a while and the Superman set photos just gave off the same energy 👉🏻👈🏻
The reference is this photo of Katharine Hepburn as Antiope and Colin Keith-Johnston as Theseus in the 1932 play 'The Warrior's Husband' (and I'd love for people to turn into a draw your otp meme pls pls pls this pose is so good)
And also, of course, the Superman (2025) set photos
#superfamilyweek#superman#dcu#clois#lois lane#clark kent#i was actually gonna post this a few days ago but then i found out about the superfamily week#it wasn't made for it but i hope you can accept this humble offering even if it doesn't really fit the prompts#art#digital#fanart#live-action#dc#regular#final#colour#this actually from june when the set photos came out and i just got completely obsessed and went into a clois haze#it all looks so good though!! the whole thing!!!! i'm vibrating with excitement just thinking about it!!!!!!!#if this film isn't good i'm gonna be sooo disappointed you guys have no idea how much i'm looking forward to it#but anyway. ART RAMBLES: as i mentioned on the tags of my last drawing this piece gave me SUCH a headache#i think it's probably cos it was just supposed to be a quick sketch so i used a more stable pencil brush#but then i really liked it so i decided to properly colour it instead of just doing the watercolour thing i usually do for sketches#but with finished pieces i like the lineart to be kinda messy and the sketch to even show through bit#and since i used the more stable brush for the sketch it ended up looking WAY too clean. not like my stuff at all.#so i just started throwing stuff at the wall to see what could make it more interesting. full background! actual lineart! texture layers!#and this here is what i was the happiest with. i don't... love it though. it should be looking way more interesting given the pose#and then i also did the purge girl halfway through this and it looked SO good right out of the bat (pun intended)#so i went a bit into a spiral. did some realistic stuff i'll post soon. and now am trying out a thick black lineart style.#(i'll definitely still use the coloured lines for the sketchy watercolour stuff though. it just looks way too cute)
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slowly realizing more and more that the sm boycott effort is gonna amount to nothing in the end, and this is not the way we should be going about the riize situation.
i loved seunghan when he was in the group, and i am still an ot7 fan. but at a point, i think we need to think of how much of our time and energy we're willing to spend fighting for something that has such a small chance of actually happening. sm is gonna bounce back from any stock lost from the boycott because they are one of the big 3. they have like 4 of the biggest groups in kpop rn: nct, aespa, red velvet, riize. there's just no way either boycotting riize or boycotting all of sm would actually be detrimental enough to get a member who's been terminated from the group back in.
and while i don't agree with the ot6 fans who are being unreasonable, i think some ot7 fans have been just as bad. this fandom is so toxic and rotten, every day it just seems to get worse. and i don't like the narrative that most ot7 fans were spreading about ot6 kfans-- how they were just mad that seunghan was dating pre debut. that isn't why they were mad, they really didn't care about that. it's the fact that he took pictures of him with his possibly/alleged underage girlfriend (it's honestly bad enough with/without her being possible underage, which i don't have confirmation on) at what looks like a hotel and presumably sent it to his friends in a group chat (which was how it got leaked). that's why they wanted him out of the group.
personally, i don't believe that a member should get kicked out of a group or put on hiatus without a proper reason why. and seunghan's hiatus and termination is really messy. but there are valid reasons why kfans weren't too big on him. the problem is there have been many idols kicked out for things they didn't do, and others who have been caught doing really fucked up and nasty things and rightfully kicked out of the group, but it's hard to know which idols are innocent or not when there's no organization. and when we jump on a narrative train and blow something super big out of proportion, the facts and proper investigation of the situation gets lost in the mess of things.
what should have happened was things being properly investigated back in october 2023 before seunghan was ever put on hiatus, and a decision made from there whether to keep him in the group or kick him out based on that.
instead, we have the other 6 members who clearly want seunghan back tired of the state of everything (rightfully so), ot7 and ot6 fans fighting a full blown war every day without logical thinking, and misinformation being spread left and right. there's no organization, there's no firm confirmation on anything, all of this is just such a big mess.
now let me be clear IF it's true that there was anything suspicious going on between seunghan and his girlfriend, then i would obviously no longer support him. as it is, i'm not going to stop supporting him until there's firm evidence. i'm tired of kpop stans making rash decisions based on half truths instead of just being patient and waiting for the facts to come out. staying neutral during unclear situations is a valid stance to take. please let's all stop jumping to conclusions from both sides.
#zanna thinks ❀˖°#honestly everything in this situation is so messy it's hard to get any timeline or facts straight#but god idek what the boycott is gonna do at this point#like originally i was all for the boycott too#boycotts have been proven to work in the past#but only because they were organized#like the loona boycott#this boycott isn't organized and there isn't a super good reason for it either...#it's not effective enough to make a difference#sm is just too big#boycotting other sm groups really isn't gonna help either#i think we can all agree that kpop companies are horrible and we hate all of them#we don't want to support the awful companies#but there's also really no way to still support a group without also supporting the company#so in the end it's just messy#anyway i HOPE this all makes sense and i don't sound like a crazy ot6 or something 💀💀#i'm still ot7#but i also don't think idols are incapable of doing anything wrong#and there is a chance that seunghan did do something deserving of being kicked out#there's a chance any idol has done something deserving of that#but until there's evidence i'm not inclined to stop supporting prematurely#us as fans never know what's happening behind the scenes until actual reputable statements come out
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Hello! I hope you have a nice day, I love your art a lot and I wanted to know if you have maybe anything about your process to do you drawings?
Heya! I am having a good day ty :DD I hope you are too^^ and thanks this is really nice dshgjds TvT
I will be really honest but I don't have a lot of time to draw in general so my process is more 'this is between cosmic entities, the 30minutes I have and me, I draw whatever the fck happens in my head' rather than having really complex steps :'))
I have some speedpaints! (I record them a lot it helps me for some details)
I think this one is the most representative of how I work
I doodle a lot of stuff on the same file and I often go to one drawing to another because I can't draw more than 30min/1hour on a drawing most of the time ://
When doing bigger illustrations I do sometimes just really quick doodles to have the idea, doodle or some notes on my phone notepad (and I wrote a lot on it too, here is a chaotic example of a stuff I never finished that makes me laugh so hard)
I don't do lineart too, and mostly just 'clean' my sketches/doodles, and I do a sketch for colors too (to test stuff) before doing the 'clean colors' on bigger pieces.
I use one layer for the sketch, one for the basic background and one layer for the colors, then merge everything to paint over it. (I use some effects on layers for colors then merge them)
Here is the layers on my last sketch (I am happy I saved the steps ahah)
the sketch
the colors
and the merged one where I painted a lil bit over
I have a really doodling/sketchy style (and no time) so it works for me but tbh it really depends on what you want for your artstyle too. If you like flat colors I think colored lines look better than just sketch but this is my preference ^^
Idk if this is what you mean but I hope it helps ^^ thank you for your ask!
#toilet bound hanako kun#asks#aoi akane#shijima mei#yashiro nene#this is chaotic af help#speedpaints always made me realized how messy I draw dhskjds#I hope to spend more time on drawings tbh! I always rush stuff but I wanna do bigger pieces dsghds#tbhk#tbhk fanart#step by step#ig??#I will be honest don't learn how to draw like I do :')) I learned according to the free time I have which isn't a lot dshjds#So I adapted in a 'gotta go fast' style :'))#which also mean I ''improve' ar a really slow pace because I rarely go out of my comfort zone#I wanna try that too! :DD#my art
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What the heart desires AU - Introduction
For everyone who maybe wants some more context for the au the explanation story starts after the first two sketches.
For you, music has always been like breathing. It felt so natural to have it in your life that you never questioned your love for it. Simply cherishing its existence with all your heart. You could still remember the time when, as a child, your little hands felt far too small for the many keys of your uncle's old piano, when he let you sit next to him while he played some of his favorite pieces. Sometimes you think you spent more time at his place rather than at home or with friends. Going through his books with all those notes that at first had felt like seeing a secret code, whispering to you to find out it's hidden meaning. Had it been anyone else, you might have wondered if your constant presence was bothersome. But now you believe that your uncle must have enjoyed having you around. To share his passion, even if you were just a little rascal and certainly not someone to have deep meaningful conversations with. And yet, whatever silly question had come to your mind and left your mouth, he would answer it for you in a way that even a child could understand. He was the one who told you how to read the notes - the secret code - in his books. How to move your fingers on the keys. Guiding you without pushing you and letting you just explore and enjoy your journey that took you deeper and deeper into this world of tunes and melodies with each year.
It had been heartbreaking when he passed away. Leaving you with his last gift. One you could never be grateful enough for as he left you his house with everything in it. Over the years, you have made the place more and more your own, while still leaving some things untouched, simply because they felt too nostalgic in a way that was comforting. It would feel… wrong to replace the old shelves full of sheet music and records in the study with different ones.
While your passion for music had simply grown, it wasn't too surprising when you made it into more than a hobby. It wasn't always easy. But you were certainly happy when you reached the point in your life where you could afford to live from what you loved so much. It wasn't so much about being heard or having a big audience. You just loved what you were doing and that was it. To put your very own feelings into each and every tune.
You never thought about what it would be like if you were unable to play again. To sit there in front of the row of black and white keys and not be able to lure out the melodies that resonated in your heart. But after the accident, your fingers were so stiff that it was frustrating to say the least. It was like seeing the goal right before you, but being unable to reach it since the doctors had explained to you that there was no way to fully recover your old flexibility.
Of course, you knew that it wasn't the end of the world per se, even though it felt disheartening. You could still enjoy music by listening to it. Make up your own tunes. Surely you could learn to compose with the help of a computer if you tried. But you missed playing yourself. It was different to play on a real instrument. And you felt sorry for not being able to use your old friend anymore. To fill the living room with whatever melody were resting in your heart and mind.
Truth be told, you were already at the point where you considered maybe trying to learn to play the piano with your feet, as your life once again took a… very curious turn of events. You had just finished preparing your afternoon tea when you heard the doorbell ring. Could be the mailman, was your first thought as you put down your cup and went out of the room to open the door. Only to find that it was definitely not the mailmen. The figures in front of you, towered tall in your doorframe. A smug grin plastered on their oddly shaped faces, revealing teeth that looked more like fangs to you than it would be normal for a human. Well… not that the two suspicious fellows in front of you looked much like humans to begin with. Horns, tails, their fingertips resembling claws. As silly as the thought seemed, the word demon popped into your head.
"Congratulations, Shooting Star! It's your lucky day. Since we have decided to give you the chance to become one of our costumers. All we need is a tiny bit of your time," said the figure on the left. Bright blue eyes on a yellow face, checking you out as if he was a cat and you his next meal, while his voice still sounded all smooth and friendly as if he was putting some extra effort into making it sound as unthreatening as possible. "We'll make it worth your while," a second voice chimed in. Sounding somewhat calmer than the energetic one of the yellow fellow with the two horns as two pairs of eyes were now directed at you.
You blinked. Finally feeling yourself able to move again. The stiff fingers of your right hand still curled around the doorknob, which you slammed shut tight the next moment. "Sorry, I'm not buying anything," you found yourself shouting through the closed door. Not sure what to do. Call the police? Or an exorcist? A priest? Or are you just seeing things? And what the hell would they even want from you? Was this some kind of Grim Reaper thing? Where you close to death and they had come to take you with them? Was that even how it worked? You still felt pretty much alive and well after all. Maybe it was just a very elaborate PR-promo of some company trying to sell some Halloween-themed items? At least it sounded more reasonable than the demon theory.
"Hey! Wait! Don't treat us like we are trying to sell you a cheap vacuum cleaner," you heard a desperate plead from the other side of your door. You thought it was the voice of the yellow-faced one. "Sun, stop it… You sound like a whining child." The comment was swiftly followed by an offended gasp. "What? I am not!" "Sheesh… just let me handle this." Before you knew it, you found yourself chuckling quietly at the ongoing conversation outside. Could those guys really be demons? Maybe they were just some weirdos in very good costumes. Well… for some obscure reason, you found yourself not feeling so scared anymore. After all, it wasn't like they tried tearing down your door or anything crazy like that.
You carefully leaned your back against the heavy door. Allowing yourself to relax a little. "You should at least hear us out." Another attempt from outside. "Wouldn't you like to have your old life back? We can help with that." The implication of these words caught you by surprise. How did they… You can't help as to feel curious. Even if it might just be a trick to get you to listen to them. But it is one that works.
"Is it true? Can you really help me?" you ask. The door wide open again. Your eyes look up into the faces of the two guys in front of you. You see a dark glint in their eyes. Sparkling with satisfaction. "Piqued your interest, didn't we?" the one with the nightcap chuckles. A wry smile on his lips. Knowing full well that he has gotten through to you. "How about letting us in so we can have a nice little talk with each other?"
That was pretty much how you ended up sitting at your coffee table with two demons. Providing them each with a cup of tea as you were sitting in the armchair facing the couch on which they had settled down. Now that you'd had time to give them a closer look, you were convinced that they weren't just some guys in costumes. The proportions of these two wouldn't allow anyone to hide inside. You still feel a bit as if having a fever dream though. But you decided to just roll with it. "So…" you start, unsure of what to say as you place your hands in your lap. "…you two are… ?" you let the words hang in the air between the three of you. And thankfully, the lanky yellow one, who had let himself flop down into the large cushions of the backrest with one leg crossed over the other, is taking you up on your question.
"Exactly what you think we are," he says, his left arm resting on the backrest behind him. It gives him a rather casual, yet slightly dignified appearance in his form-fitting long red and black coat. If you had tried to sit like that, it would have come off as lazy. His right hand comes up, waving lightly through the air as he goes on, while your eyes can't help but stare at the sharp looking fingertips of his. They look like they could do some serious damage if they cut through anything other than air. "But let me introduce ourselves to you," he continues as the star shaped tip of his tail gently taps against the couch. "I am Sun. And this here to my left is my dear brother… " "Moon," the one you called Nightcap in your head finishes. Moon. Your eyes wander to him. You take in his face, which, with its darker right side and paler left, reminds you of a crescent moon. Unlike his brother Sun, you can only spot a single horn on his head. It's… funny. How they look alike and not at the same time. But yes, now that they have told you that they are brothers, it is hard not to see the resemblance.
"It's, uh… nice to meet you?" Hmm, not your best delivery. But you are still a bit unsure of what to make of all this. They don't seem too offended by your reaction. A small chuckle even leaves Moon's mouth before he brings the cup in his hands up to take a sip. "What a very polite one you are." His eyes almost seem to glint as he speaks to you, though it was hard to tell in the bright daylight streaming in through the window.
"Let me assure you, we are only here to offer our most sincere assistance to you," Moon continued. Suuuure… because demons were really well known for being all benevolent when it came to such things. Your knowledge might only come from movies and books, which certainly wasn't the best source to rely on, but your instincts were also telling you to better not take every word of theirs for granted. And yet… at least you wanted to hear them out. Not that you had much of a choice now that they were inside your house anyway.
You hummed nervously in thought. Considering his offer again, you looked down at your hands. Feeling the stiffness in your fingers more than ever in this very moment. Calm down. It wouldn't hurt to ask. You just had to be careful. "What exactly does it mean when you say you can help me? That I could get my old life back?"
The moment you ask, you can see their eyes lightening up even more. A hint of excitement in them that Moon knows better to hide as Sun does. But even Moon gets betrayed by the light flicker of his own tail as the crescent-shaped end swishes through the air like the pendulum of a metronome. "I am so glad you ask. Please, let me explain. Even though it is very, very simple. Even a human like you will be able to understand without any problems," Sun has taken over the conversation once more, which doesn't seem to bother his brother. With a grand gesture and in one single smooth movement, he stands up. Posing like an actor on a stage. Looking proud and as if he had been waiting for this moment to finally come. Which you didn't doubt was pretty close to the truth.
It's hard to not feel a tad amused despite the nature of this whole situation. For demons these two surely were… very different than anything you ever pictured those beings would be or act like. "In that case, please go on," you offer him politely, holding back a chuckle as you feel your shoulders relax more. You even reach for your own cup of tea. Making sure your fingers have a good grip on it before you lift it and take a sip while hearing him out.
Sun has set himself in motion. With two long steps, he walks around the table to stand closer to the patch of sunlight coming through the window, as if to set the stage for his 'great' explanation. "You see, me and my dear brother here have the power to grant you your heart's deepest desire. You want fame? To be back on stage? To be the one who comes up with tunes that can sway the hearts of billions? To be loved? Or maybe you want a body that never falls ill again? Which isn't as fragile as your current one? Whatever it may be. We can fulfill it for you. And all you have to do is make a tiny little deal with us."
That sounded… like a total scam. Never trust anything that sounds too good to be true, your mother had always told you when you were young. That, and not to trust TV commercials. But for now, you decided to amuse them to find out more. After all, you felt there was still some information missing. "A deal?" you asked Sun, who was watching you with the hungry eyes of a predator.
"Oh. Nothing big," he replies as if it wasn't anything too upsetting, while he slowly moved closer towards you. Letting you feel even smaller this time, when sitting there in your armchair and with him towering over you at full size. "You see. In exchange for your wish to come true, we need a little compensation. It's only fair. Something that would be considered an adequate exchange." Yeah… you kind of have a bad feeling by now. With how his blue eyes are piercing right through you. "And what would be considered… as something adequate?"
"Your soul, for example." Your… soul? You blink up at him. Well… that sounded very clichéd, you had to admit. And also interesting. So souls did exist? "You want my soul?" Sun grins, slowly backing away from you again as he straightens up and takes a step back. He puts one arm in front of his chest, while the elbow of the other rests on top of it. His index tipping lightly against his chin. "It is a very good deal. I doubt you will find a better one anywhere else," he says amused.
"But isn't a soul something that's really important?" you ask, a bit stunned. "It's not like you humans really know what to do with it anyway or do you?" Hearing Moon's calm but teasing voice suddenly right next to your ear, makes you almost spill your tea. You find yourself faced with a thin, playful grin when turning your head around. His arms are resting on the back of the chair as he looks down at you from behind it. When had he moved over here?
It takes you a moment to shake off your stupor. Well, perhaps he has a point. You are not sure what a soul is for. But… that doesn't mean it couldn't be a very important part of you to function, right? Similarly, if you didn't know how every little part in a car worked, you wouldn't just shrug it off if something was missing from the engine. You put the back of your head against the back of the armchair. Looking at Moon and Sun as you think about what to say. "It is true. I don't know anything about souls. But… I feel like this wouldn't be a very good deal." You feel nervous speaking so openly with them. Will they be angry now? Will they pressure you into giving in? But there is not anger in their eyes as they look down on you.
"Not a good deal, you say?" You feel how Moon shifts his weight. Reaching down for your hands that are holding much too tightly on to your cup. His clawed fingers work with great caution as they loosen your grip to take the cup away from you. He hands it to Sun before lifting your hand with his own to take a closer look. "Is it not your greatest desire to use these here again for what they were meant to do?" You feel called out. But still… that wasn't… it wasn't enough of a reason to give away your soul, was it? You can't help but look at your hand. Resting there in his. Being confronted once more with thoughts of what could have been, if they would fully work again. A deep sigh leaves your lips. Before you slowly pull your hand away, finding that he doesn't try to stop you from doing so. Of course you would love to play once more. To be able to fill the living room again with your own melodies.
But the risk simply seems too high. And you didn't want to end up with losing something that might be just as important as your hands. "Sorry. But I think it's not a very equal exchange. After all, even if I can't play with my hands anymore, it's not like my life is over. I can still enjoy music. I can still compose. And I don't really care for any extras like the whole becoming famous part. If we were talking about you wanting my voice that would be different, but I don't feel comfortable with giving away my soul," you admit with a sheepish smile on your lips. The silence that follows your words is a bit awkward and you are actually thankful when Moon breaks it.
"Hmmm… so you would consider your voice a fairer price if it meant your fingers could be restored?" Moon eyes you thoughtfully. As if he is taking your words seriously. "Moon! You are not actually considering such a half-baked deal, are you?" Sun sounds a bit more baffled by his brother's reaction. And you can see the two of them exchanging silent glances with each other. As if having a conversation that you are not able to hear since none of them is saying a word. You can't read much in Moon's face. But with Sun it's different. Disbelief and slight irritation turn to curiosity when he tilts his head before a smirk crosses his face. "You might be right," Sun says after a moment. Bringing his attention back to you. "Oh, you are such a lucky little human. We are willing to make a deal with you on your terms, my dear. Isn't that nice of us?"
Wait… what? His bright, fanged grin startles you less than his words. "My… my terms?" "Mhm. We will take your little voice and in exchange your hands and fingers will be as good as new." "Or is that still not good enough, even though you said so yourself?" Moon questions you, although it seems to be more rhetorical. As if he already knows your answer. And… this time he isn't that wrong about it. You find yourself actually willing to give in.
To give up your voice for the chance to play the piano again. The one thing you do actually want. For a price whose consequences you can understand much better. "No! I mean… yes… I think that would be fine for me."
So a few minutes ahead, you found yourself signing up a contract with two demons. Of course, after making sure there wasn't any hidden fine print in it - there wasn't - before you put your name on it. The process of signing the contract itself was surprisingly tame. There wasn't even the need for blood to seal the deal. No flickering lights or other creepy omens.
Moon and Sun seemed pleased when they read your signature, before Sun let the contract disappear with a little wave of his left hand that reminded you of those magicians from the shows you sometimes saw on TV as a kid.
"So. Any last words you want to say?" Sun asks you teasingly. Which could have sounded like a threat, if it wasn't for the fact that they would take your voice - and as they had promised you, this would happen without harming you in any way. So you felt only slightly nervous as you thought about it. "Oh, right. I guess it is the last chance for that, isn't it? So… uhm… thank you. Both of you," you find yourself smiling like an idiot. A bit too excited perhaps for someone who was about to lose their voice. But you don't care. Not when you know what you will gain for it instead. "O-okay. I'm ready. We can start."
"Good. Then just stay still and let us do the rest, Shooting Star." Each of the two took one of your hands into theirs. Holding them with great gentleness as if they were tiny little birds. You still remember how you heard them chanting something in a foreign language. How their voices had sounded when they built up to a harmony as they had fallen in sync with each other. The whole process couldn't have lasted much longer than a minute, but it felt longer. As if time had been stretched in some strange way. A shiver ran through your body. Building up to an ice-cold feeling in your throat as your fingers had clumsily tried to hold on to Sun and Moon's hands, whose fingers had curled around your own. And then it simply had been over. Just like that. No more chanting. The odd feeling gone as you looked at them. You were trying to say something only to find yourself unable to. Your voice was truly gone. Which, despite the fact that you knew it was going to happen, was only now really starting to sink in. It had worked… so… did that mean?
"Speechless?" Sun jested as he let out a little laugh. Lifting your left hand up and giving it free. The action mirrowed by his brother Moon. "You should give them a try, don't you think?" Moon looked at you. Waiting. You felt your heart leap as you slipped out of their grasp. Staring at your fingers in disbelief before swallowing the fear and doubt of what if it hadn't worked. Slowly you start moving your fingers. Stretching them. Wiggling them in every possible direction, one after the other, like you hadn't been able to since the accident. You almost cried as they moved again with such ease. They were doing exactly what you wanted them to do. You could play again! Gosh… you really didn't have to give up your love for the piano.
It was hard to tear off your eyes from your hands in order to look at Sun and Moon with an immense joy. Even if you couldn't voice it anymore. "I assume the outcome matches what you have wished for?" You nod your head at Moon's question eagerly. Giving the two of them each a thumbs up. It's hard to stop smiling like an idiot as you grin from ear to ear, which seems to amuse them. "Very well. In that case, we will take our leave. We still have other places to be. Take good care of yourself, little human." "Maybe we will check in on you another time. Just to make sure, you are doing well, Shooting Star," Sun says with a big grin as his tail bobs up and down.
You escort them back to the door. Waving at the entrance of your home as the two demons already make their way to the sidewalk. Actually, you are not minding the idea too much to maybe see them again sometime after what they had done for you today.
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"Do you think it will work?" Sun throws a questioning look at Moon. Even though he had agreed to go along with his brother's plan. "Just give it some time. They will soon miss their silly little voice. And then they will beg us to get it back." There is no doubt in Moon's voice. A mischievous grin on his face. Pleased with his own plan that could be nothing else than absolutely foolproof. "And when they do so... " "They will have to give us their soul to get it back," Sun finishes his sentence with a chuckle. "How long do you give them, Moonie?" "A naive little thing like them? Two weeks at most."
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How? How in the name of the damned could you be so content with your current life? He had given you two weeks at max. And yet, even after three months, you still hadn't changed your mind in the slightest. Three months in which his patience was running thin. Three months consisting of visiting you multiple times a week to see if you felt the tiniest bit inconvenienced by your lack of voice. But no! Nothing! Instead, you used a stupid text-to-speech app on your phone or scribbled your answers in a notebook for him and Sun to read. And you even had started visiting a class to learn sign language. It was beyond him how you could be so happy with your new life. He let out a huff as he sat next to Sun in your living room that had grown much too familiar to them. The smell of freshly baked cookies hit his nose as he glanced at his brother who already helped himself to the baked goods while you filled their cups with some hot tea like the good host you always were. "Moon. Relax." Relax? How should he relax when they hadn't made even the tiniest bit of progress in three damn months? He throws a warning glance at Sun. Keeping his voice low so you wouldn't catch onto their conversation. "If you tell me to relax one more time, I swear I will strangle you." Was he being unfair and moody? Yes. But he didn't get how Sun could care so less over how slowly things progressed. "I think you are forgetting that we don't come here just so you can stuff yourself with cookies." Sun paused at that. Looking at third chocolat chip cookie he already had taken a bite off before avoiding Moon's stern gaze as if feeling called out and somewhat flustered before trying to regain his composure. "D-don't be silly, Moonie. Of course I know. But I fear, we are stuck in a long game now. And I am working very hard right now." Hard working? That's what he called this? "... eating cookies and sipping tea is not hard work Sun... ," he grumbled annoyed. "That's where you are wrong. I am building up trust with our little Shooting Star. And in doing so I will surely unravel another weakness or desire of theirs for us to use." Hmph... Sun better wasn't making that up. Because, he didn't felt fully convinced whenever seeing his brother's eyes spark up like a child's when there were some homemade sweets on the table.
- "Is everything alright? Anything I can get you two?" The artifical voice was coming from your phone after you had entered your question in the app and clicked on it to read the text out loud. With an innocent smile you looked at Sun and Moon. You don't think they have been aware how their conversation had stopped to be just a whispered back and forth between them shortly after it had started. So... you kind of have heard most of it even when you pretended that you didn't. After all... you pretty much enjoyed their visits that had become such a constant of your life. Their silly bickering and plans to get your soul never failed to brighten up your day. Sun's happy face when he was nibbeling on a cookie or piece of cake. Moon's mostly calm but sometimes grumpy scowls. It all made your house feel so much more lively. And you found yourself wishing for those days to never end.
- Ooooooooookay. That was the introduction part for this au. But, but, but, but, buuuuuut you get two more random, little bonus stories and sketches from this au. One for each of the boys. So please enjoy:
He was right above you. Pinning you down with his hands and knees between him and the couch. You felt trapped and guessed it was pretty much what he wanted to achieve. His thin neck was bent so that his face was close to yours as Sun's pretty blue eyes stared right into yours. His white and slitted, cat-like pupils still fascinated you whenever you saw them, and you murmured a silent pretty under your breath. "Hm? Did you say something?" he teased you with a grin. You doubted he knew exactly what you had said, and he confirmed your hunch right the next second. "Maybe asking me to stop? Too bad you dropped your phone so you can't tell me, hm?" Sun was clearly having his fun with you.
And honestly, you didn't minded the situation you were in too much. Although you weren't sure if he was trying to make you feel uneasy or straight up flirted with you. Perhaps both? You tried to keep a straight face for the moment. Not to grin, not to let your true feelings betray you. A clawed hand lifted your chin rather gently. "You have been veeeeery stubborn lately, Little Star. Declining all the things we offered you for your little soul. And yet nothing seems to catch your interest. But no human can always be satisfied. Your kind tends to constantly desire something."
You simply shrug your shoulders at his comment. "Pfffh, don't give me a 'I don't know'. Fixing your hands can't be the only thing you wanted in your life." Well, sure. But everything else isn't really something worth trading your soul for you thought. "I wonder what desire will bloom next in that heart of yours." Okay, now you do crack a tiny smile. It's funny how none of them seemed to have catched on to what you recently felt for these silly guys. You are staring right at him as you raise your hands to his face. Playfully you tug on one of his triangular rays, which causes him to fall completely silent. Sun looks down at you as a hint of red appears on his cheeks. "W-what do you think you a-are doing?" How cute. You chuckle without creating a single noise and gaze at him with an amused but tender expression. Your hand wanders further up until you are able to give him a few soft pats on the head, right between his horns, which only seems to irritate him more.
"H-hey! Quit it! I-I'm not a dog!" he complains with a half-hearted snarl. Well, that is true. Perhaps you should make it up to him. You pause for a moment to consider your next action. And then you curl your fingers carefully around his horns to pull him closer down towards you. "H-hey. I said to stop your foolery or… or I… " He falls dead silent when you place a small peck on his forehead. Sun doesn't move at all. Making you almost worry that you might have ended up breaking him by accident. But then you see a bright flickering glow coming from the tip of his tail behind him. Huh… maybe he just really liked it? Sun is still half frozen in place from the audacity of your actions. His blue eyes are wide open in shock as his yellow face turns even redder from the evident blush on it. His mouth opens and closes a few times as he pulls his head a bit up again. He looks so flustered and yet… there is a gleam in his eyes as he slowly inches closer. Looking as if he is about to kiss you any given moment.
He is only inches away when you see a shadow behind him. A hand grabs him by the back of his collar and pulls him away from you. "Sun! God dammit. Can't I let you two out of my sight for two minutes?" Moon throws an annoyed look at Sun and then down at you. "I swear, you two are worse than a couple of lovesick teenagers." You feel your ears warm up a tad at that remark, but you can't help yourself as you grin from ear to ear like a fool. "I was just trying to tempt the human into giving us their soul! I would never fall for them," Sun utters his excuse a touch too fast, as his voice climbs up a few pitches. It sounds not very convincing at all. "Urgh. Sure," Moon says with a deep, troubled sigh, as if he was bothered to be stuck here all alone with you two idiots. "And you," he says as he looks at you once more with a firm expression on his red and white eyes. "Stop teasing my brother. You are just making it worse."
Second bonus Story:
"How can someone lack any sense of self-preservation? It's frustrating, to say the least." Moon scolded you. Holding one hand over your face. Covering up your eyes with his large hand. Your not sure why but his odd metal-like skin always felt a little more chilly than Sun's. And yet his touch was as careful as one could be. Overly gentle as the tips of his claws rested against your soft human skin. As long as you held still, you knew you wouldn't end up with any scratches, even if he sounded all grumpy he rarely raised his voice ever.
"We are demons. Actual demons. If you toy around with us, we might forget our manners." Sometimes it's hard to tell if he's worried about you or just annoyed at how casual you interact with them. You know you have grown bolder with time. Pretending the affection you show them sometimes is just a way to tease them when it's actually the other way around. But honestly, you can't help it. And you can't help thinking that Moon as well as Sun have both become rather dear to you. Both of them holding a special place in your heart. Not that you have let them know or will so anytime soon. You lift your hands. Giving his arm a soft tap with your fingers to catch his attention.
"Hm? What is it?" Ah, seems like that had done the trick. You start slowly signing a few words. Hoping he might be able to tell them apart, even with the odd angle he has to look at them. Good that Moon and Sun are both very fluid in all kinds of languages. Including this one. "Urgh. Of course you would say that," he grumbles and it makes you chuckle a bit, even though no sound leaves your lips. You open your eyes. Trying to catch a glimpse of his face through the narrow gaps between his fingers, but instead you get a soft smack against your forehead, which only makes you laugh even more. "Don't laugh! I really should set your head straight. Something is clearly wrong in there. Seriously… you are… so… ," he falls silent and you wonder why. When you try to grab his hand to shove it away, he only presses it closer against your eyes. "…don't look. Not yet," he says, his voice usually so calm and collected carrying a hint of embarrassment, so you just let your fingers rest on the back of his hand as you close your eyes again. You don't mind letting the moment play out a little longer as you listen to the sound of your fluttering heart that tells you how much you love them both. -
So. That's mostly it! Just have a random fun headcanon-fact here at the end: Y/N will refer to Sun and Moon sometimes as his 'Silly Goose Boys' as time progresses. Mostly for all their shenanigans and because of their bendy/flexible long necks.
I hope whoever made it til here had fun with this post.
#fnaf au#what the heart desires au#fnaf sun#fnaf moon#fnaf y/n#dca#fnaf dca#daycare attendant#fnaf daycare attendant#sun x y/n#moon x y/n#dca x y/n#demon dca#traditional drawing#sketches#my art#do not reupload#storytime#They are all very silly boys#Love myself sometimes a Y/N that can keep up with them#I first really was just thinking about making this a simple explanation post and ended up writing a story for it.*laugh*#Hope my writing isn't too messy this time. I usually write longer things in my language first and then translate it.#But this time I ended up writing all of it in english down first.#I still tried to run the text through a program to at least check for spelling mistakes and such.
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HELLO HONEY i just saw the full leaks and i don't know what everyone else is thinking i saw some people are sad yuji didn't end up together with sukuna or that yuji wasn't much the focus but. i personally LOVED it? let me explain why its still sukuita soulmatism. would i have liked to hear more of yujis thoughts sure but, his last smile is because of sukuna, he smiled up at the sky before we saw sukuna chose to change, he Felt that sukuna knew what love was and I've been losing it because sukuna literally changed because of yuji he turned his back to mahito whos a curse unlike him hes the manifestation of hating humanity and Chose that next time he'd like to walk a different path, loving others, the way he returned love by comforting uraume because yuji taught him love and as kashimo was saying "how can you return something you've never received" this ending for me wrapped up the whole story in such a sweet way it's not perfect but it's just as much about sukuna as it is about yuji. yuji changed him. and to me the "let's try again" and the "next time it might be nice to walk a different path" are clear signs that the two will reincarnate and be together in the next cycle however that will be we know reincarnation is canon. again this isn't perfect because i personally have many gripes with the story but its such a powerful heartwarming ending still? i take back something i said before i don't think gege hates yuji and sukuna he just probably got overwhelmed with having so many characters he was trying to balance everyone out and writing characters he already knew probably came easier, imo the worst he treated were nobara and megumi, but the last panels of his manga are yuji smiling because of sukuna saying that his finger is now the perfect talisman (something that protects) and sukuna choosing to go north because of him, choosing himself to change instead of yuji forcing him to change, but still because of yuji. im sorry for rambling i wanted to explain my view. what are your thoughts? i hope your day goes well! ❤️ i genuinely didn't expect to get sukuita at the end it made the ending so satisfying to me
hi, jenjen! so sorry for the late reply.
i just saw the full leaks and i don't know what everyone else is thinking i saw some people are sad yuji didn't end up together with sukuna or that yuji wasn't much the focus but. i personally LOVED it?
as much as i'm a huge fan of sukuna and yuuji either living or dying together, i'm also happy that this was the actual ending because it's more than i expected. and honestly it's very fitting for both of them. it really was such a subtle nod that yuuji was the reason why sukuna is headed on a different path, but it's still there and it's amazingly beautiful after everything they've been through together.
would i have liked to hear more of yujis thoughts sure but, his last smile is because of sukuna, he smiled up at the sky before we saw sukuna chose to change, he Felt that sukuna knew what love was and I've been losing it because sukuna literally changed because of yuji he turned his back to mahito whos a curse unlike him hes the manifestation of hating humanity and Chose that next time he'd like to walk a different path, loving others, the way he returned love by comforting uraume because yuji taught him love and as kashimo was saying "how can you return something you've never received"
the way yuuji's last scene is one with so much happiness....
i believe that after spending that much time tied to each other, sukuna and yuuji can still sense at least some of each other's feelings. yuuji looks so hopeful and at ease here. he's gotten through everything alive, with his friends by his side. but more than that, sukuna is no longer so serious a threat.
yuuji says "it's not dangerous anymore." even though the power contained in just one finger is what started this whole series, it's no longer a threat now because i think that sukuna's malice, his hatred, is finally subsiding as he considers a different path. and yuuji, perceptive and empathetic as he is, can sense that.
he's also looking down at his missing fingers, both the ring finger and little finger (i read a really amazing post about that just recently). i feel like the way yuuji is looking almost fondly at those missing fingers (the little finger for a promise and the ring finger for love and loyalty) shows us how much it means to him for sukuna to finally learn love.
him choosing to not restore one of those fingers indicates that he would rather have it missing, almost like an eternal reminder of what he and sukuna were to each other. because he knows that their time together has ended (for now....) but he's accepting of that because he and sukuna are both at peace, finally.
as for how yuuji taught sukuna love, i believe it's because - unlike everyone else - yuuji treated sukuna like a human, something neither gojo or yorozu or the rest did. and i believe that was the first time in a long time, if ever, that sukuna received such empathy.
i noticed in this scene how in his conversation with mahito, sukuna seems so much more open and even willing to reflect back on what he previously believed in. this is completely different from how he was hostile or cold to anyone who challenged him before. he only ever felt doubt over his ideals when yuuji confronted him, because yuuji alone had the kind of power to affect the unshakeable sukuna in such a way.
i've been a long time believer that sukuna became the king of curses to spite those who deemed him cursed at birth. and it makes sense that he would prey on those same humans (and curses) to not only maintain his status as the strongest, but to also get away from the fact that he almost starved before he was even born. such a horrifying experience more than likely led him to believe early on that only pure strength could protect him from such a fate, and only those at the top deserve that kind of immunity from suffering.
yet i feel like sukuna was suffering. he himself said "i feared my own curse would immolate me." so being the strongest didn't keep him insulated from those feelings, that loneliness and hatred. he couldn't keep being indifferent or 100% hateful either.
and i think sukuna understood that only when yuuji took him on that little date in his special memory mind palace (or whatever his domain is called since we don't know its name).
instead of attacking sukuna or making assumptions about how sukuna feels or projecting his own feelings onto him like gojo or kashimo did, yuuji is instead being open with sukuna, the most open he's been with anyone.
and sukuna is just shocked into silence for most of this. (i like to think his inner voice is freaking out at how intimate yuuji's being with him, recounting the smallest details of his childhood and walking sukuna through his life story).
this scene was particularly interesting because of how yuuji's describing the kind of feelings that come with discovering his first home town was pretty much abandoned, much like how there were so few people to mourn the passing of his grandfather's friend. you would expect someone to feel upset or even shocked about that, but yuuji wasn't. he said he wasn't "shaken" by it. and sukuna's silence, the expression on his face, seem to indicate at least some thought. for someone he called weak, yuuji is proving to be strong. emotionally and mentally because he had a foundation to keep his feelings tethered his whole life: his grandfather. wasuke's care allowed yuuji to be the kind of person he is, and it shows us that yuuji draws his strength from others, contrary to how weak curses come in packs or how sukuna feels like being alone is the only way to be strong.
something i think that did impact sukuna during their date was how yuuji is being emotionally vulnerable with the self-proclaimed king of curses, someone who wants to be seen as an inhuman force of chaos and evil, someone who considers himself above the "suffering of the weak" and the "loneliness of the strongest." sukuna, who claims to put no value on love or fulfillment, yet yuuji is showing him how such little things and memories gave meaning to his own life. he's talking to sukuna like an old friend, he's showing sukuna how he thinks and feels. not because he believes sukuna deep down is the same way (he even admits to knowing better than that, saying he expected sukuna to reject his ideals even before he tried to show them to sukuna) but because he wants to get closer to sukuna, to connect with him.
their souls are tied together. they were practically fated to end up together, and yuuji was made literally for sukuna. the only who could endure sukuna's poison, the only one who could control the king of curses. yet, despite all his advantages and strength over sukuna, yuuji never forces sukuna into anything. he's always given a sukuna a choice: "free megumi and come to me" or "live together with me because i only will accept you." because yuuji understands sukuna. not fully, but more than someone like gojo did, who only ever saw sukuna as an opposition because they were both "the strongest."
and yuuji wanted to understand sukuna more. to give him not just a second chance but to provide that fulfillment that wasuke and yuuji's friends gave to him. the fulfillment that sukuna denied needing. but yuuji understood that sukuna became a monster who ate humans for their "fleeting taste" as a way to pass time until his death because of that lack of fulfillment. (i feel like yuuji understood these basic feelings even if no one explicitly told him what sukuna talked about with kashimo. being so empathetic, i believe yuuji picked up on sukuna's true feelings both during and after the time they shared a body).
but for all that yuuji and sukuna understood each other, sukuna couldn't fully believe or accept yuuji's proposal because he would rather die being seen as the thing he was perceived as from birth on: a curse. he pushed yuuji away, but i have a feeling it was because he simply couldn't conceive of someone caring for him that much.
but yuuji comforted him even during sukuna's death, and held him tenderly. he never forgave sukuna, and he probably never would because yuuji knows that even if sukuna became a monster because of others, sukuna still did terrible things. he didn't offer sukuna redemption: he offered sukuna fulfillment. and that is so much more sincere. yet sukuna turned his proposal down because, though he was touched, it was simply too much for him.
but it did change his outlook. it did finally "free" him from his own curse.
this ending for me wrapped up the whole story in such a sweet way it's not perfect but it's just as much about sukuna as it is about yuji. yuji changed him. and to me the "let's try again" and the "next time it might be nice to walk a different path" are clear signs that the two will reincarnate and be together in the next cycle however that will be we know reincarnation is canon.
i have a strong feeling this isn't the last we'll see of sukuna. and to be honest, i have a crazy hope that this also isn't the last yuuji sees of sukuna. as you said, yuuji was willing for them to "try again" and it seems like to me sukuna has had a change of heart towards yuuji. he might not resist yuuji as much in the next life as he once did.
i think he needed to be away from yuuji in order to really feel something positive about yuuji's words and process everything. and yuuji respected sukuna's decision to die rather than come back to him because they both knew it was too late for them in this life. sukuna and yuuji could coexist, but whether or not they should after all of this is probably something they knew wouldn't happen. even though yuuji would be willing to fight for them, sukuna would probably consider it a form of punishment to be stuck back in the brat (even if he doesn't hate it or even if he comes to love it) because i feel like he would remain bitter about losing for a long time.
but him choosing death has let him have more control over his own choices, and in the next life he might just choose to make his way back to yuuji, too. still, even if yuuji didn't keep sukuna from dying, he still gave sukuna that choice. he showed sukuna he wasn't a true curse like mahito, that sukuna was in fact human and more than just a chaotic force of strength alone. he essentially freed the king of curses from his own curse.
and sukuna looks happier (and softer) because of it.
he's finally giving up on his vengeance. and it was because of yuuji, who he lost to, that he won against his own curse.
i take back something i said before i don't think gege hates yuji and sukuna he just probably got overwhelmed with having so many characters he was trying to balance everyone out and writing characters he already knew probably came easier, imo the worst he treated were nobara and megumi
i agree with you, jenjen.
i feel like the editors/publishers highly discouraged gege from giving more depth to sukuna and yuuji's story together, but gege resisted and gave us amazing interactions anyway, even if they were a bit rushed and sudden. i do feel, however, that gege undervalued yuuji a bit. i can see a personal bias in gege's tendency to spend so much time and focus on yuuta, but other than that it's exactly how you said it: gege was trying to give attention to all the characters, but being rushed certainly didn't help their story at all. yet gege did the best they could, and i think this ending really reflected their writing skills.
i do agree that both nobara and megumi were treated terribly by the narrative, and i wish they were handled better, but at least they're happy and all back together now.
the last panels of his manga are yuji smiling because of sukuna saying that his finger is now the perfect talisman (something that protects) and sukuna choosing to go north because of him, choosing himself to change instead of yuji forcing him to change, but still because of yuji.
i love how this doesn't really feel sinister at all. like it could be just me but it looks almost peaceful how the last finger is just sitting there, with the leaves around it. despite how threatening it looks, yuuji trusts it to be a talisman that protects, not damages.
and it's the perfect way to say yuuji and sukuna have gone their separate ways for now, but there's a chance they'll meet again. they made their choices without either of them being forced into it, but they were still the most significant people in each other's lives: sukuna because he put yuuji through a living hell but also awoke yuuji's sense of purpose and belonging, and yuuji because he led sukuna north and changed their narratives.
all i can think about is how sukuna once screamed that yuuji's future was his. and it's true. sukuna being inside of yuuji changed his entire life, even to this day, because there are still reminders of sukuna with yuuji's missing fingers. but it's also true that yuuji changed sukuna's future as well. they both impacted each other so much, in all the best and worst ways.
there will never be anything quite like them. i'm really going to miss them so much...
hope you've been keeping well, jenjen! thank you so much for the wonderful ask <3
#sorry for any errors#i didn't expect to write this much#i hope this reply isn't too messy or incoherent for you#im so glad you sent me this ask jenjen#it's always fun to hear your thoughts!#honey posts#meta#sukuita#sukuna ryomen#itadori yuuji#jjk#jenjen
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oh nuts. a life experience has given me a new layer of perspective on Cas's homosexual declaration of love to Dean.
recently I had occasion to tell a person I had feelings for them knowing full well they didn't feel even a twinge of the same thing for me. while the whole thing was a decidedly unpleasant experience, I kept laughing at myself internally bc I didn't want to say "the happiness is just in saying it" like fucking Castiel over here. (we don't need to talk about it, it's fine.) (I am happier having said it and it's kind of bullshit, but I digress.)
because the thing is, the happiness isn't in just saying it, right? the happiness is in the having. I made a whole TikTok "proving" that the Empty didn't come for Cas when he confessed his love, but rather when he realized Dean loved him back. even for Cas, the happiness was in the having, not in the saying, however brief it was.
and I've always been one of those people who rolled their eyes at the whole concept. why would the happiness be in just being, in just saying it, if it's right there in front of you to have. and then it hit me like a tonne of bricks (as I was washing my kitchen counters).
Cas really didn't think he could have Dean.
at all. in any capacity. he really, truly, and honestly felt to the depths of himself that Dean did not have any twinge of similar feelings, that this really was a Hail Mary shot-in-the-dark. and I think me, personally, really didn't understand that about Cas. that his belief in his love being unrequited was that unshakable.
something else I've been pondering is how audiences have so much more empathy for fictional characters who share traits that IRL they find objectionable and unappealing. but the thing is about fictional characters is that we follow them around in their most private, vulnerable moments. we see Dean mourning Cas when he dies, literally killing himself because he can't live without him, but it's so easy to forget that we're the omniscient ones here.
Cas never knew.
Dean's whole thing was pushing him away, keeping him at arm's length, making it seem like whatever heroic thing he does for Cas he'd do for anyone. he downplays how important it is for Dean to share the Deancave with him, to show him his favourite movies, share his favourite songs. he acts like the things Cas does for him don't mean that much to hide how much they do mean. he uses "we" whenever he even gets in the vicinity of expressing a feeling. "We were worried." "We're glad you're back." "We needed a win." "You're our brother." The audience knew the difference. We saw how he'd clench his jaw or swallow hard or make a face that said "God, I'm being such an idiot". Because we saw him in those little moments. We got to see the cracks in the mask.
but Cas never knew.
the self-hating angel of Thursday was never going to think it was all a way for Dean to protect himself. obviously, that's the delicious tragedy of it all, but what I think I realized at the end of all that is Cas confessing his love to a Dean who didn't love him back wouldn't have worked. Because the happiness really is in the having. If happiness was just in saying it, then The Empty would have come before Cas even finished getting the words out of his mouth.
so Cas's plan wouldn't have worked if Dean didn't love him back.
this is just me yapping on about my own nonsense, but I do think it's really interesting. there's contentment in "just saying it". there's freedom and relief and an unburdening. I think one can argue that it makes being happy in the being easier. there is certainly some joy in telling a person you think that highly of them. but true happiness?
nah.
true happiness is always going to only be in the having. Cas didn't understand the difference until he experienced it, and by then, it was too late.
#beautiful and poignant messages in the 2005 CW cult classic dark fantasy show supernatural that they did by accident#like they literally showed how wrong cas was to believe that happiness ISN'T in the having aaaand qed dean loved him back#spn meta#destiel meta#castiel meta#mine.txt#destiel#supernatural meta#spn#supernatural#meta#messy thoughts#lol sorry for the tmi but i needed the lead up okay#i'm fine i knew#i was very much cas in this situation no hope of any other outcome#only he was wrong lmao#I think the way Cas scrunches up his face after Dean's 'don't do this Cas' is almost like that bittersweet regret.#that 'oh. if only we had known this sooner. if only it wasn't too late now.'#AND IT'S A LOT YOU GUYS#i do wonder if cas wouldn't made a different plan with different information#personally i don't think he'd've gone out like that if he understood that dean loved him too#like he saw the love in his eyes. but part of me thinks it was relief that this didn't make dean hate him.#but sometimes it's just bad writing and we can't ascribe conscious thought to an out of character decision lol#but i think after everything cas would've fought for the thing he never thought he could have#which is why in my fix it fic wip that i'll finish someday cas is like okay well. gotta get outta here now and kiss my mute coconut lol#i love them so much
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What are you arguments on Sae being an INTJ?
HELP this feels so confrontational.
But I'm glad you asked because I was going to make a post on it anyway. The world deserves to know.
On why (I think) Sae is an INTJ
Itoshi Sae is currently typed as an ISTP on personality-database.com with 243 votes. Am I saying all those votes are wrong?
...Yes. /hj
It can be a bit tricky to decide whether Sae is a J or P type, because J types tend to be more worried about how they are perceived by others, which Sae is not concerned about. I can see why people would think he is an IXXP type because of that.
However, these are an ISTPs MBTI functions as follows: Ti, Se, Ni, Fe. Which doesn't make sense for Sae and the way he plays soccer. Why?
Here's how Rin describes Sae's playstyle:
Key words being efficient, calculate and optimal.
This sounds a lot like extroverted thinking, which is a goal oriented function that values efficiency, and introverted intuition, that funnels sensory input into coming into an accurate conclusion (calculating the most optimal way to score). So, Sae's playstyle utilises Ni and Te rather than Ti and Se. Rin, who is typed as an INTJ on personality-database.com, was shown to have been emulating Sae's playstyle in the U20 match, when it's revealed that his original playstyle was more instinctual. So I don't know why people would think Sae isn't an INTJ, considering he was the original playmaker before Rin.
In fact, it would make more sense for Rin to be an ISTP rather than Sae. Auxiliary extroverted sensing can be explained to contribute to his instincts, which was better than Sae even at a younger age. Let me be clear, I do believe Rin is an INTJ, I'm just comparing the two.
Of course, one's playstyle doesn't define their MBTI type. But considering this is a soccer manga and we don't get many instances of seeing the characters not play soccer, this is what we have to work off on.
What's more, XNTJ types tend to be one-track minded due to introverted intuition (limited and deep focus, planning ahead) and extroverted thinking (goal oriented, ambition, efficiency), making them very driven to achieve a single goal. Sae has been playing soccer since he was one, and he hasn't strayed from his goal to become the best in the world, just that he switched positions.
To bring up another key difference between J and P types, J types to be more productive and focused on success/reputation, whereas P types like to do what they find fun and enriching. Compare Sae to an IXXP easier to identify like Nagi and you'll see the difference between a wholistic and individualistic ego (Isagi is onto something). Sae plays soccer to become the best midfielder in the world - wholistic ego. Nagi plays soccer because he finds it fun - individualistic ego.
I rest my case.
#IXXP and IXXJ types give off different vibes but I don't know how to explain it#Sae does not give off IXXP vibes do you understand me#I hope this isn't (too) messy?#transferring analysis thoughts into structured text is surprisingly hard *cries#bllk#blue lock#itoshi sae#blue lock analysis#bllk analysis#sae analysis#itoshi sae analysis
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shows you my ava n Lorelai redesigns/headcanons and leaves
#aphmau mid#my inner demons aphmau#aphmau my inner demons#ava mid#ava my inner demons#my inner demons ava#Lorelai mid#Lorelai my inner demons#my inner demons lorelai#Redesigns#Headcanons#INDONESIAN LORELAI RAGHHH🔥🔥🇮🇩🇮🇩🇮🇩#I hope Ava's hair isn't too bad it was a last minute change#They're gfs guys#Also mb for the messy hand writing
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Mike's Monologue Lie
inspired by this post by @theonebyler
#byler#anti milkvan#mike wheeler#el hopper#stranger things#making this was so much fun#I feel like I missed a few moments but I can always edit a second version#also: I had to add a few clips where el isn't getting chocked by the vines#but I needed them to cover some parts between clips#and I really didn't feel like repeating clips from the scene#also the audio was hell to work with I hope it's not too messy#I also wasn't sure about the anti milevxn tag so I guess I'll keep the milkvan one
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As a fic writer, I actually... like that gerudos have messy gender problems which make them severly imperfect in many aspects?
Like not to ignore how problematic it all is originally, where it comes from and how we're supposed to look at it (it's bad) --but, like with Ganondorf, I love gerudos when they are a little ungood about a lot of things, and examine the ramifications and how to give them grace and humanity in spite of the sexism targeted at them, and the sexism they beam out into the world as well as a reply; not as endorsement, but as a way to examine how damaging gender can be from multiple conflicting angles.
Also, yeah. Yeah, reproduction gets super weird. It can be fetishization from the writers' part (and it very well may be, and it is probablyyy alsooo), and/or (hopefully just or)... it can be its own extremely fucked up can of worms they have to live through and live with and reclaim and survive.
I don't know, just to put out there that the (rightful and normal) response to the canon reality that "gerudo gender stuff is weird and uncomfy" can *absolutely* be to redefine their gender and make them more inclusive as opposed to hylian rigidity (that isn't that rigid if I'm being honest), but it can also be to vivisect what sort of flawed people would be molded by this cruel and rigid understanding of reproduction and gender carved out of hurt, external projection, messy compromises and vindictive traditions.
I don't know, maybe I'm biased, but I don't always feel super onboard with the urge I sometime see to smooth out the flaws of fictional (or real) cultures to prove they deserve salvation. I don't know, no culture should need to prove itself perfect (according to external moral judgements) to avoid cultural genocide (I feel like we're almost threading the Ganondorf Redemption grounds again in a way?). Sometimes you're little gremlins and you suck and you hurt each other and yourself and the world, and you still deserve empathy and humanity because you, like... exist.
Not that it's wrong to want to invest into alternate gender understanding of the gerudos, not at all! Quite the contrary, I ADORE to see all the ways people make the weird rules or that strange culture their own. It's just one of the many ways to navigate this; every single one fascinating in its own right.
#thoughts#gerudos#gerudo#gender thingies#tloz#ganondorf#I feel like the reproduction implications are really.... what lose people#and honestly it's 100% fair#it's messy!!!!#making extremely subtextual strides at the notion of what consent can even look like in such a society in descant#because hhhh it's just very hmmmmm :/ :/ all around#but it's okay to explore that aspect for what it can be also#and do that in a way that isn't too gross (I hope)#sometime fiction (and life) do be uncomfy like that#it's two parallel roads#both of them talking about gender and its limitations and violence except very differently#again what matters is what speaks to you the most!#the way that feels the more true to your own experience is where truth is in fiction so it's what must be followed imo#it's just that I sometimes feel like there is only one (1) moral route available and anything else isn't even worth consideration#almost painted as Bad by default?#and I disagree#it can be just as rich and revelatory imo#tho it is way less comfortable to navigate for suuure for sure for sure for sure....
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I made a "creepypasta oc" last week (they're more like an OC that happens to exist within the creepypasta universe than an actual creepypasta so forgive me for the lack of spooky), they recently got put on the JtK case with Jane so they're pretty hyped about it! I forgot to mention that she's very socially awkward outside of work which means she doesn't have a lot of friends besides Jane (yes Nessa does consider Jane a friend they just don't know how to approach it)
#creepypasta#creepypasta oc#creepypasta fandom#oc#original character do not steal /ref#oc doodles#jane the killer#still working out how to draw my au's mary but we ball#they were originally supposed to be a nina redesign but I got too attached so here we are#I'm glad she's not nina bc I think nina has been bashed enough lol#nina doesn't exist in my creepypasta au ATM bc it'd complicate things too much#might add her someday#these are very messy sorry I was demotivated#hope you understand#I say she isn't a major character but I might draw her more if people like them
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Honestly, as much as well talk about it, I kinda don't seen City as an option just becauss they've built their team over the last 2 years, including ofc Grealish who also plays as a 10 and is a starter, and it doesn't feel like they'd want to make any big transfers now. But still I guess we will see in the transfer window for sure, both for City's squad and Messi's decision.
appreciate the reality check, anons 🥲 it's all on leo and whether he believes in whatever "sports project" nonsense pissg is feeding him atp. i seriously doubt he's going to stay in the tinpot club for much longer (dear god let this not be a jinx), but considering barça's financial situation rn, not to mention tebas,,, i really don't think it's a feasible option. and i don't want it to be, either :// not at this moment, anyway. so yes, we can only wait and see what happens in the next transfer window. i'm not too worried about his options tbh— it's fucking messi, not just any random player: all it takes is the news "he is wants to leave" to break out just like the burofax in 2020 and he'll have clubs lining up at his doorstep
#also i've heard grealish has been flopping lately?#saw some ppl on city twt saying they wouldn't mind messi in their squad in place of grealish that got me going HMMM fjdkfj#jokes aside tho. if he leaves pissg and barça can't sign him then i don't see him going anywhere other than city#bc messi enjoys familiarity. he has juli and pep over there. not to mention city was an actual option he was considering back in 2020#i'd love to see him in napoli too but they're broke so 🥲#but i really really don't want barça for him rn. administrative and political issues with la liga aside#the way true coolers are moving rn#coupled with PLAYERS saying they hope messi comes back and helps them win the ucl#it's not looking good bruv. hate to burst the bubble but the current squad is only good enough to win the league#there's still a long way to go if they want to conquer europe. and this isn't 2018/19 messi anymore#who can singlehandedly drag them to the ucl semis#if messi comes back and they flop he'll be made the scapegoat. and it'll be so much worse#i understand there's the romantic inside all of us that thinks messi can definitely help the club of his life win the ucl#bc he's the main character of football and a real life mary sue#but listen. even cinderella's magic runs out when the clock strikes midnight#some things are just impossible#and im tired of seeing messi taking the blame for everything. i can take french media throwing stones at him bc they're pests anyway#but i don't want him to get hurt by the club of his life. that'd be too much for me to bear#at the end of the day it's his decision but yeah. city or napoli for me. barça can be his pit stop right before he r words#i have a lot of feelings regarding this sorry ://#asks
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@averrse. . . continued.
he thinks kaz might actually hit him if he starts humming. they're supposed to be hiding, after all, quiet as mice and twice as subtle, tucked high above their mark's meeting place for, oh. . . two hours now ? see, jesper knows he can be a bit restless. dramatic, even, sometimes, but other times the constant thrum beneath his skin hurts to keep buried ; torn - fingernails - shredded - knuckles kind of hurt, and it just sits there, right under his sternum. thu - thump, thu - thump— trying to bounce your leg without making a single sound is quite difficult, isn't it ? he stills.
a glance at kaz, the perfect picture of composed, always, though jesper doesn't miss the way he shifts his bad leg every now and then just shy of imperceptible. jesper starts gnawing on his thumbnail again. he tastes blood. he needs— he just needs to—
lesser men might flinch at the first heavy sound after hours of silence, swallowed hard as a stone, but jesper only blinks, gaze pulled back in the other man's direction as if called to heel, ripple to ripple. the words take a moment to sink in. [ some part of him is watching, waiting for more when there isn't any. bad habit. ] a frown begins to burrow its way into his face, careful, wary, still waiting, but jesper doesn't need to be asked twice to fill the silence. “ alright ? ” he says, slow, and— what is this ? is this a test ? now ? “ another night in, then. ” as if there were many more. the smallest shake of his head, turned down and away, back towards the still - empty space below them. begging for an interruption, an excuse. “ if there is one. . . you don't think there's anything to be had here, do you. you— you know, i spend my money on more than just card games. you know that. and you're welcome, for keeping the tables spinning, and all the little the pigeons pecking their little beaks into your club, by the way. ”
#interaction. . .⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳⠀:⠀jesper fahey#self harm //#nothing too extreme but just in case#hope it's okay i continued it? absolutely Fascinated w this#the way my eyes widened with every sentence i typed SOMEBODYYY got real defensive real quick. damn#my beloved it is not that deep <3 i mean it is but it isn't#kaz this is what your conversation tactics reap sorry about it </3#anyway. waiting for more when there isn't any got me...... jesper kaz dynamic thesis. unfortunately#truly sorry for this i promise i just started writing and this happened.... messy king
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Hi hru??
If I may have the honour, can you please draw a flower for me?
feel free to ignore it mwah
sorry for disturbing
Thank you<33
hii ofc I can <33
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