#I love this crisp style :0

[whywhisperinginvain]

yoo i love ur art style so much, it looks so soft! and your characters look very interesting,,, im looking at your fic with peepaw sans :o,,,

Also fellow romanian spotted !!! 👉👈 (can i ask? If peepaw is romanian granpa tm, does know how to do sarmale the right way and always closes the windows that his grandson opens? chuckles/lh)

Hope you have a nice day there! ☀️🌻💚

Aaaa thank you so much!! I'm so happy you like my work! I just followed your art blog and your art is so cool and the linework is so crisp and good!! :0 I saw your art on my feed before hehe!

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That would be a crime for him to not know so! I'd say Peepaw makes răcitură too, but he tries not to always make it since the amount of garlic is so unholy that all the vampires from a 100m radius are instantly killed. And the locals complain. And his grandson probably wears a gas mask while Peepaw does that culinary monstrosity.

And yes, always. I'd say they argue daily since Kyril thinks it is too hot in the cottage while Peepaw warns him that 'o să-l tragă curentul' :3 What can I say... Kyril has 'warmer marrow' and that's why he can't feel the pesky cold Peepaw does in his old bones.

You too! :3 Mulțumesc mult pt întrebări și follow <3

[robbybirdy]

54. Baking therapy on a budget Ft. Genshin Characters: Collei

Hello, Every birdy. Today we are going to be making one of my sister's favorite foods. The food that she wanted for her birthday. Falafel.

Collei is a trainee forest ranger in the Forest of Sumeru. She has met characters from Mondsandt and is a victim of the Fatui (bad guys) as they experimented on her. Besides Lisa Collei is the first Sumerian character that people met, who read the manga. And her favorite food is Pita Pocket. Honestly, that was the reason my sister wanted Falfela for her birthday dinner. 

So for this recipe there really isn’t going to be much of a recipe per say. Because we are just going to be making it based off a box mix. 

But I do want to explain to everyone what Falafel is. Falafel’s are chickpea or fava bean, deep fried balls. They also have fresh herbs and spices in them. They are normally a Middle Eastern Street food. It can be served in many different ways. From the most notable one of being inside pita pockets with tahini sauce and veggies. But they could aslo be in salads or as side dishes. 

We did not have tahini sauce, but we did have sour cream and almonds. So we made a almond sauce. We made a almond paste and then put it in the sour cream. When I say we, I mean me and my mom. We tag teamed on this dinner and it came out really good. 

So we are going to make it according to the directions on the box.

In a bowl, you are going to add your mix and about 1 ½ cups of cold water. 

Late that stand for 15 minutes. 

Take a tablespoon of the mixture, and form them into small patties or balls. We decided it would be balls. 

Just note if the mixture does not allow to form balls, spoon the mixture into the hot oil, about a tablespoon size. 

Each tablespoon of mixture makes about one ball. 

You are going to heat your oil. Enough to cover the balls or patties. 

Now you are going to deep fry the falafel balls or patties for about 2- 3 minutes in the hot oil. Making sure that you turn them occasionally until the crisp is golden brown. 

Place the balls or patties on an absorbent paper towel to drain and serve hot. 

Slice and open up your pita bread, place your almond or tahini sauce inside, add in the falafel and then add in some cucumbers. And enjoy. 

My sister loved her birthday dinner, and she was happy that we ended up making it. And that makes it so worth it. 

I hope that you liked this recipe. Feel free to check it out for yourself. See you in the next post. Thank you.

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Recipe:

Vegetarian. Low sodium. 7 g protein per serving. 0 g cholesterol. Falafel is one of the most natural and well known traditional Mediterranean dishes. It is wholesome and delicious. Exceptionally nutritious and easy to prepare, hearty and full of flavor. Falafel is a tasty ideal accompaniment to salads or can simply be enjoyed as a main meal. Serve hot with hummus, tahini and pita bread for a delightful taste if the East, or prepare as patties and serve Mediterranean style as a hot or cold sandwich. Try our tasteful and healthy Mediterranean specialties and enjoy their truly different and delicious taste. Couscous. Tabouli Mix. Hummus with Tahini. Bulgur No. 3. Packed on weight not volume. No MSG. No artificial preservative. No coloring. www.sadaf.com.

cooking Instructions for 6 Portions: About 18 patties. 1. In a bowl combine and mix well the entire contents of Sadaf mix with 1-1/2 cup cold water. Allow standing for 15 minutes. 2. Take a tablespoon of the mixture, and form it into small patties or balls. If the mixture does not allow to form balls, fill the content of a tablespoon and fry in hot oil. Each tablespoon makes one ball. 3. In a skillet, heat (350 degrees F) corn oil or Sadaf grapeseed oil (enough to cover the patties). Deep fry the Falafel balls or patties for 2-3 minutes in the hot oil, turning occasionally until crisp golden brown. Place an absorbent paper towel to drain and serve hot. Store in a cool dry place.

[kokoai]

Rating my US fast food experience on a scale of 1-10. I didn’t grow up here, so over the last 6 months I decided to try some fast food and this is my honest opinion.

Chick Fil A - A solid 8.6/10 but maybe I was a bit biased in rating this cause it was the first meal I had after a 16hr flight. 100 % would recommend.

Whataburger - Disgusting. I give this a 2/10. I had like the chicken strips but maybe I ordered wrong. I’m willing to give it another shot. Just lemme know what to order next time. Update I had the chilli fries and I think I've reduced the rating to 1.8/10.

Popeyes - The fries were GIVING, best fries so far but the fried chicken was not giving, too oily and not cooked all the way through. That shit gave me a running tummy and for this reason I will give it 3.11/10. An update I had the fries and chicken again and it was quite good so it’s getting an upgrade to 5/10 but for Popeyes it depends on the day its either a hit or a miss theres no in between.

Raising Canes - Very mid and it deserves a mid score of 5.1/10 not great and not bad either. I’ll say the canes sauces are great tho.

Wings Stop - look this meal does not DIGEST. I was burping this thing the ENTIRE day. It doesn't taste bad by any means. But lord knows what they are using to cook these wings. I’ll give it a 6.3/10 for taste but never again. Won’t ever catch me there.

Kroger - look technically this isn’t a fast-food restaurant chain or whatever but the bakery goes HARD. The new york style cheese cake is 100/10.

Weinerschnitzel - I generally love hotdogs more than burgers, pizzas etc. so I might be slightly biased in this rating but it was pretty good. A solid solid 6/10

Rusty Tacos - Guys I am not joking when I say this is the one of the best things I have eaten in so far. The Baja shrimp tacos and steak fajita is to die for. Plus the chips and queso sauce is gonna be a problem for me cause it’s just that good they are getting a 7.5/10

Golden Chick - I’ll give golden chick a solid 8.4/10. The FRIES!!!!! So fresh and crisp and cooked with love. I was not a fan of the Golden chick sauce, can't place my finger on it but there's too much of something in there that makes you feel a bit ill. Even the chicken was crisp and fresh it was a good meal.

Hawaiian Bros -6.2/10 I actually have nothing bad about my experience eating here but there’s also nothing outstanding about it either. To make it more difficult, its also not mid. Very difficult to place them.

Snooze - Is this even fast food? People were raving about it online and I decided to try it out. Yuck …0.75/10. The. Food. Is. BLAND. Honestly was considering a 0 but the server who attended to me was what saved it.

KFC - Now I've had KFC from all around the world. This is the one fast food chain I am very familiar with. I’ll give the KFC in texas an average score of 5.1/10. Dont get me wrong the chicken is great but the fries kinda taste like they fried it in stale oil and the chicken size are questionable (there’s no chicken out there that should be that huge, maybe they are baby Ostriches…) . Do better kfc.

[ilopisara]

19.01. 19:26 | Ilo Pisara vs Youngstown Ferdas 4 - 0

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, gather 'round as I recount the tale of our latest hockey conquest. Our beloved Ilo Pisara just put on a clinic out there against the Youngstown Ferdas with a score that reads like my dream golf handicap: 4 - 0! Let's talk about Macho Fantastico – more like Macho Magnifico! With two goals to his name, he was sniping pucks past their goalie like Cupid on Valentine's Day—only instead of love, it’s sheer humiliation he’s spreading. And Jani Saari? The man must have had rockets in his skates because he was flying down the ice faster than rumors at a high school reunion. Teppo Winnipeg might not have lit up the scoreboard himself but dished out assists like they were going out of style – clearly playing chess while everyone else is stuck playing checkers. Sami Noddy deserves an honorable mention for those crisp passes; if only my morning toast came out so perfect! And let me tell you something about sportsmanship—or rather lack thereof—from our opponents who decided to throw in the towel early. It seems Youngstown Ferdas couldn't handle the heat so they got out of the kitchen before dessert was even served! A win by DNF? That stands for "Did Not Finish," or as we'll remember it: "Definitely Not Formidable." So raise your glasses high—Ilo Pisara didn’t just win today; we sent a message wrapped in victory and tied with a bow made from their forfeited pride. Onward to glory!

[anasraza25]

Winter Holiday Essentials That You Love

It's good to go throughout the colder time of year to encounter snow, making snow heavenly messengers and presumably get to cover yourself in them; however, it will be more enjoyable on the off chance that you pack yourself the right basics. It's great to remember to remain warm and well-being in abundance, recollect that! So the following are ten must-welcome fundamentals on your colder time of year trip.

A Down Jacket

You’re most memorable line of guard against the gnawing cold and crying breezes ought to be a decent down coat. Down coats are extraordinary covers and can safeguard you against brutal winter winds. If you're going to an area that snows a great deal, choose a down coat that is waterproof so you won't wind up getting doused.

You ought to likewise go for a coat with a separable hood. It'll be far superior assuming the hood is fixed with a protecting material like false fur or manufactured fleece that assists with shielding your head from the virus. A separable hood makes it more straightforward to pack the coat into your baggage.

Thermals

In cruel winter conditions where temperatures decrease way beneath 0℃, you'll need to have a bunch of warm clothing (regularly called long johns) with you. Long johns trap and utilize your body heat as protection against the colder time of year cold. 

These will keep you warm and cozy, and go about as a decent extra layer of intensity maintenance if your down coat alone isn't taking care of business. Pick woolen ones if you're making a beeline for freezing temperatures as this work best.

Nonetheless, remember that thermals are very effective retainers of intensity so assuming you layer up something over the top (counting your external coats), you could risk overheating. What's more, trust me that is not a positive sentiment.

Scarves for Women’s And Men’s

Scarves are frequently ignored yet they are significant in the winter climate! The body loses heat and develops colder when there are areas of uncovered skin. A scarf will prove to be useful to assist with holding the body's regular intensity by safeguarding the neck. Cashmere is the best material for scarves if you're hoping to keep warm.

Furthermore, a decent scarf can likewise bend over as security for your mouth, nose, and ears should the need at any point emerge. Furthermore, for extra places, scarves are likewise an extraordinary approach to decorating and emphasizing your style sense, making your colder time of year outfit 'pop' in the group.

Beanie Caps

While a coat hood offers a type of security to the head from cruel winter conditions, it doesn't necessarily work, particularly in outrageous temperatures. For added security, another colder time of year travel fundamental is a decent-intensity holding beanie.

Best Gloves for All

Likewise, with the boots, the main thing about your colder time of year gloves is to ensure that they're waterproof. I found this out the most difficult way possible after a snowball battle in the Swiss Alps. Additionally, since most electronic gadgets these days are touch screens, pay special attention to gloves with touch screen abilities to make your life simpler.

Lip Balm

Despite the snow and crisp climate, winters are known to be famously dry because of their low stickiness. What's more, not to neglect, unforgiving breezes and long openness to the cruel winter components will in all probability because of difficult dried lips. Accordingly, one winter travel fundamental you mustn't neglect is lip emollient.

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[channoticedmeuwu]

hi >< i don't think ive ever sent u an ask before but looking at ur txt masterlist i have read some of ur works before n i do actually have a couple favorited so now i think i need to follow hehe ^o^

ANYWAYS the reason i wanted to send u this ask is to tell you how much i loved what u wrote for soobin [as ariana grande songs] your writing quite literally yanked on my heart strings and brought tears down my face :'( as a hopeless romantic who loves fairytale romance but unfortunately is bittersweet irl w love bc bad experiences ,,,, the way u wrote soobie described like everything i wish i had experienced djjsdjsn i have now favorited this work of urs too so i can come back and read when i need a good cry ㅠㅠ

and also the way u wrote soobin as a lover in love,, is accurate me thinks,, hes a simp n a sweetheart n just the softest boy 🥺 idek what else to say everything ab that was sooo perfect.

this is gonna sound kinda weird but every word of that drabble was hand-picked soso carefully and every word was just crisp imagery,,, its like hand-picking apples, finding the perfect one without any flaws, and take a clean crisp crunchy bite <3 IK IT SOUNDS WEIRD BUT UR WRITING JUST HIT DIFFERENT OKAY 😭😭 ITS SO 🤌🤌🥰

STOP RIGHT NOW ANON YOU CRIED???????? YOU CRIED?????????????? YOU CRIED?????????????? NOAOAOAOAOOAOAA plsss im beyond flattered that my writing brought out such raw emotions, im OVERJOYED to know that it made you so happy :(( but please I have to say, pls don't cry 🥲✋ it tugged at MY heartstrings when u said that noooo plsss

being a hopeless romantic is so relatable omg—but I'm so sorry that your expectations weren't met by people yet, everyone deserves to feel loved beyond comprehension, and I'm confident it's coming your way !! patience is the best virtue (says the girl with 0 experience 😭😭😭😭😭)

and yes, soobin being head over heels 4 u and going dumb in the head when u want something :(( doing everything in his capacity to give it to you and seeing you light up with joy, it's like the best reward 😋😋 in love with soobin and his love language being gift giving 😵‍💫😵‍💫

AND NO, NOT AT ALL ANON, YOUR DESCRIPTION OF WRITING IS SPOT ON !!! Anyone and everyone can think of a concept like soobin as ariana grande songs (pretty generic and expected), but not one person is going to write it in the same way. everyone's style is totally different, esp when you're passionate about it, and that's what makes you transform your emotions into words so well. I love the way you described writing the drabble, it was perfect and I could relate so well because it truly is like picking perfect apples in a basket and taking a crunchy bite in the end 😋😋😋😋 lylyly

thank u sosososososo much anon it literally made my day :(( read this ask multiple times ever since I realized it's in my inbox because I couldn't digest someone complimenting my style sm 😭😭😭

[yunwooz]

I love your style of making gifs even if I don't have any experience whatsoever myself but I am always in awe at the coloring and crispness of it *0* much love <3

ahhh thank you 😭😭 you're so kind <333

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#5

BOOK REVIEW OF A ROAD TRAVELLED

‘A Road Travelled: Poetry to delight. is a medley of Author Brenda Mohammed’s thoughts and impressions from her lightbulb moments as she says, rightly.

The varied poems are picked from her amazing life’s journey, poets' sensibilities, and historic moments of ‘World History such as Corona Virus’s murky moments of life. There seems to be a feeling of doom and disaster as one reads about the millions of death due to this pandemic. She has written on sundry topics, of love’s woes and jilted lovers, broken marriages, and infidelity. But she has a strong faith that the act of kindness and humanity will be more profane and sacred, under these dark clouds, hovering over humanity.

Brenda’s poems are framed in a ‘Global Space’ as she has been a ‘Globe Trotter’, more of wanderlust, and her light-bulb moments have always urged her to pen poems. Her persona in poems - has been about flashy destinations from London’s Eye, Buckingham Palace, Switzerland, Germany, Italy, Spain, France, Hollywood, the USA, and beautiful Caribbean cruises. So there is a wild chase of emotions.

Her voice is crisp and clear, and her tone is very discerning, keeping in the retrospective of her poetic arena. Her poems showcase varied styles from the heightened romance and passions- of Romeo and Juliet types: “ Strange Love, ” yet there is a rebuke and one-sided love, which questions and flatters, the ego of the lover.

In ‘Love Is Not A Theory’ she brings out the colours of life very emotionally and describes how shades of love change with the passage of time. The roller coaster ride of love and fame is forever changing. Brenda has fashioned this poem in a ‘Monologue ’ style. Love is contagious, universal, and innocent. She gives befitting examples and takes the reader along with her on her journey.

If it frets, the lover’s reaction will also be fretful, sulk, and sullen.

For her, love is enriching, a bond of trust, that doesn’t rust or change with the seasons, nor is it skin deep. There are beautiful analogies made by her and she sure knows the secret of love!

There are voices that speak – love is so fragile, faint, and quiet and yet it gets under your skin! Sometimes her poetic lovers are ‘Prudent’.

The chemistry of the love birds and their mental agony is so well expounded in her love poems. I must say, she is so realistic and yet emotive. Lovers in her poetry are the people who crave attention. The twinning of the lovers – is like “ the summer to his winter lips ” and “demeanor under his skin” in his wakeful state. Or must I say, I remember ‘Mid-Summer Night’s Tale! William Shakespeare’s Romantic Plays. Archaic but not deluded.

“Grass Is Not Greener” Is a perfect poesy where all is fair when cupid strikes at the lover’s bosom. But when it withers it fades, creates ego issues, and a rift is felt in relationships. Apologies are hard to come and the bottled feelings lead to disaster and illness. Her lucid language helps to atone for love and acts balmy on the ruse or fragmented moments. The prolific poetess certainly conveys to act fast and connotes having dopamine. Then resort to anger and guilt.

On the rebound, you may find a better lover, but it may not be any more different than the old lover.

“Dinner Time” - Here the lover is living in a make-belief glasshouse. The lady love is waiting for her lover, or husband to return. As she lays the dinner table for two, she soon realizes she is ‘solo’. The forlorn and feigned feelings in the husband & wife relationship are weaved very diligently, I felt that I was able to understand the rift between the two.

Her lady in love is not deluded she just packs her bags and leaves the home for good. Brenda Mohammed as a poetess talks through her characters in poems and she confronts the problem. There is no cacophony of the ego and guilt in her women’s persona. Her women come out to be brave in the end, more mature and discerning. I really loved these poems on love. Isn’t ‘Love’ the ‘most misconstrued’ word?

Brenda Mohammed’s collection of poems, “A Road Travelled” has been published. The Cover Page is very catchy which makes one ponder at that ‘Bulb’ which ignites the fire.

The Cover was made by Mary L Schmidt a famous artist and member of How to Write for Success Literary Network.Get the book on Amazon and enjoy beautiful poetry.

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#4

HE IS THE ONE

Almost six thousand years, humankind has spent,

Discovering God’s work, using scientific experiments.

God took only six days to create the world spheres.

To us, one day’s work for Him seems like a thousand years.

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To work miracles, God just has to lift his hands.

Answers billions of prayers daily to satisfy our demands.

Can we really understand the depth of his love?

The Omnipotent, Omniscient, and Omnipresent God above.

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HE can remove every burden in your life.

HE does not want his children to live with strife.

HE is the Alpha, and Omega; is the Beginning and the End.

The impossible HE makes possible; HE is your Best Friend.

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Turn to Him for all your needs, you’ll never be alone.

When humans disappoint you, remember you’re HIS own

.HE is the specialist in love matters, the great physician.

His love is unfailing and true, and HE is our salvation.

Copyright@BrendaMohammed

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#3

DRESSED LIKE A ZEBRA This Facebook memory appeared on my page today.

It brought flashes of memories of a wedding rehearsal that day,

At the fabulous National History Museum in Los Angeles.

It was the venue for the wedding reception of my niece.

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*Stunning and beautiful stuffed animals filled the hall.

Huge dinosaurs, zebras, lions, leopards, and all.

Close to the African Mammals Hall was the Rotunda.

A remarkable place to hold a wedding for animal lovers.

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When I was dressing to go to the rehearsal that morning

.I gave absolutely no thought to what I was wearing.

I was stunned to see that I was dressed like a zebra.

My husband insisted that I take this picture.

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The wedding the next day was a fabulous event.

All the guests seemed happy and very content.

The bride lit up the museum with her beauty and charm.

The handsome groom, a Harvard Ph.D. graduate, seemed very calm

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.Copyright@BrendaMohammed

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#2

ZEEKA CHRONICLES: SCIENCE FICTION SERIES. All books are available on Amazon.

ZEEKA AND THE ZOMBIES: Revenge of Zeeka Book 1 –the first book in a spine-chilling science fiction series and an Amazon No 1 best seller. 

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ZEEKA'S CHILD: Revenge of Zeeka Book 2 –  Mystery surrounds the birth of Zeeka's Child. 

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ZEEKA RETURNS: Revenge of Zeeka Book 3 –  Zeeka decides his fate. 

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REVENGE OF ZEEKA: HORROR TRILOGY comprises the first three stories in the award-winning series Revenge of Zeeka.

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ZEEKA'S GHOST: Revenge of Zeeka Book 4 –  Zeeka's Ghost haunts Steven. Get the book at Amazon. CLICK HERE

RESURRECTION: Revenge of Zeeka Book 5 –  the sudden appearance of a stranger, bothers Steven. Get the book at Amazon. CLICK HERE 

 ZEEKA CHRONICLES: Revenge of Zeeka: This multi-award-winning science-fiction novel, set in the year 2036, and inspired by the recent scare of the zika virus, where zombies and robots take center stage, has won four awards. It contains all five stories. 

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My #1 post of 2022

HOW TO WRITE FOR SUCCESS - VOLUME ONEHOW TO WRITE FOR SUCCESS - VOLUME TWOA multi-award-winning and a best-selling author herself, Brenda Mohammed shows how you can achieve recognition in an author's world and become successful.She shows you how to become a best-selling author and an award-winning author.The books teach skills to achieve your dreams and goals.Get both Volumes on Amazon.

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Malcolm and Marie live blog

I don't usually do liveblogs for movies but yea.

Spoilers ahead!!

I love that its modern timed but very 70s stylized.

A tune indeed.

When you are high and drunk on success and

How the white critic reacts is why I feel like gatekeeping my scripts. At the same time some things I do make are about race or involve.

Marie sitting on the patio smoking is a mood whenever men are talking.

So he's pretentious and unaware.

Whoever chose the music for this, I feel like we would be Spotify mutuals.

Can this nigga stop pacing.

Also can he stop talking;

Marie is so tired and unimpressed.

Also little booties matter and are to be bitten.

Oooo the tension and the jazz.

Title Card over mac and cheese.

Shitty boxes mac and cheese but still mac and cheese.

Tbh i always wonder if spouses/significant others get upset when their spouses don't acknowledge them during speeches.

John sounds so much like his dad but I really hope his acting style differs from his dad a lot.

Guilty confession?

He did not profit off of his partners backstory and then not even acknowledge her.....I.....

If that ever happened to me catch me cussing my partner out during the beginning credits, the end credits, in the car, and at home.

GASLIGHTER!

The way I'm excited for Zendaya to give me some, oooo can she work with Regina King. Please on my knees I pray.

Um no that's not your job to coddle your lead.

He's a dick and the type of dick who makes himself look like a good person around other people.

If Sam Levinson is trying to make his viewers more of misandrist, it's working.

I feel like Marie has her flaws probably a lot of them and we will surely see as this continues, but Malcolm needs to learn how to apologize sincerely.

70s vibes! 70s vibes!

Them kissing and talking about criticism and dreams makes me miss a partner. A partner that I've had and haven't had.

Women really are behind every great man.

Yea sir you fucked a happy moment.

Oh visual allegories for looking in from the outside and cat and mouse chasing and looking from the outside in.

She's saying she doesn't feel noticed by you.

Gas lighter :0 he called her an emotional support dog, bruh.

I would LOVE to co-write or take a writing class held by Sam Levinson. The fights i write are very much in this same realm of reflection and anger and monologue.

Sam.....sam.....are all the sides inside of you doing okay sir?

The ugly side of dating and being in a relationship with someone who struggles with their own demons.

Honestly I could close my eyes and listen to this script being read without seeing these characters visually. Just close my eyes and get a sense of these characters like it was a radio story.

Oh. Oh this is a new wheelhouse of Zendaya acting; a different voice is like breaking through here and her expressions aren't the same we are used to. You can literally hear another character in there....hmm.

Mans is outside really fighting with his invisible demons lmfao.

Selfish ass, how after everything she said you came out of it thinking about your own craft and self instead of how you hurt her.

So she's conditional.

Me: did sam (a white man) say nigga this many times in his script or are the actors adding their own inflections. Not just the lingo used but the topic of race and directing etc. being written by a white writer about black characters is always gonna be a critique when you're writer is a white person.

Alexa play Broken Girls by Saba

He is so hurtful.

A clown nigga a clown look in the fucking mirror you bozo head ass looking like you need some Mehron clown white and a size 16 in clown shoes.

John is doing a really swell performance and reading of these lines.

He is reading her for her insecurities by bringing up his experiences with other women and that.....is yikes.

Arguments can get messy like this in real life but it takes a lot of maturity and control to either not let it get to this point or have a healthy conversation afterwards.

This film is really shot on some very crisp lenses.

They sitting there like 🚬🧍‍♀️🧍‍♂️.

Leftover Mac and Cheese and unfinished cigarettes.

The nyt etc. pay walls are so annoying, but there is a work around look at the articles on incognito or add a period at the end of the url.

He sounds like his daddy so much here, weird, this is the only part I'm eh on the dialogue it feels real but a bit out of pace in how they are bouncing off one another.

Nail scissors? So the end is not the only part he based off of Marie. 🙄

ITS A GOOD REVIEW YOU DINGUS but also its a full review they are going to critique things. She isn't wrong though he did profit off of a woman's story that was not his own to profit from.

Yes Malcolm because unfortunately all marginalized people look through a lens of life that is inherently political because of the world they live in.

He is so mad and upset and had a lot on his chest. But I think he Malcolm and Sam are talking about something thats an issue and a non issue. Being critiqued for you art is hard but also Malcolm is not super self aware. He's like a stand in figure of for example rich depop sellers who wanna be oppressed so badly they yell at others instead of examining their own personal behaviors and ethics.

Oh Marie, when you know the spark is gone and you pick fights because.

He ain't even ask her to read?

One critic I have for most of hollywood actors is they learn their cry and that is it. A change from this is Margot Robbie, I adore her fluctuations of crying being similar but the crying is carried differently for each character. If I had to say any actor that does a cry scene amazing its this woman right here (Amy Adams)

You stole her story from her and gave it away, she has a right to be upset and angry and a rubber band ball of emotions.

Citizen Kane, not the cinematography, but the story is it even that good? (Unpopular opinion but meh, maybe in my rewatch it will be better.)

But that is what people want authenticity and whatever authenticity means to them. What is real for one is false for another.

To be honest look at the criticism of Euphoria, well earned, but a lot of people were like this isn't real even though he literally wrote about his own life. People said it was inauthentic like....wtf.

Ahh the smoking is just a habit, he quit and she didn't.

CAST ZENDAYA IN A HORROR MOVIE PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF EVERYTHING. Get Lupita and Zendaya and some more black actors preferably less known ones in a horror movie. One with a interesting script and story, directed by Regina King. Please and thankyou.

I love Marie yep that was amazing.

Behind every great man is a greater woman, one that deserves her credit for how she has stood behind. I wonder the stories of those women, what they have sacrificed or not sacrificed. Their thoughts and feelings when the world is surrounding their partner and views them as a plus one. (I'd write a short script about this but I think do I have the time, can I, or am I equipped ?)

He is a shitty person for bringing up his exes, like she even said I don't wanna know any of that.

Imagine being on anti depressents and rarely having a sex drive and then when you do your partner starts talking about their exes and tearing you apart for all your faults.

I love when you see peaks of Zendaya's cadence in roles.

Tension, what if's and he didn't even bring her up in his speech.

Marie to herself and the audience:

He is not afraid that he will loose her but as my character says in my unreleased story, "i can't wait til you give me a fucking reason to leave your ass." Malcolm expects everything in order for not even doing the bare minimum and she is only asking him for something as simple as consideration. She just wants him to be considerate. He wants to get married and considers their relationship like rolling down a hill at full speed and he cannot apologize, he cannot be considerate, and he cannot admit his wrongs. He can only offer her I love yous that he probably does mean but he does not back up outside of what he's done for her in the past. The past which was more of her experience than his and he sees his part in it as a burden. He doesn't use his own vantage point of the past to further his career he uses her. He does all of these things without a real apology or thankyou because he is not afraid to loose her.

The restrictions of quarantine and the panorama have made Sam's writing very no frills. I wonder how other films from other directors and writers that are filmed in small contained crews like this will be structured. But this was a very good movie gonna add to my letter box 3.3-3.5

Oh shit this is my song,

Ratings/overall thoughts:

Script is like a C+, B- : I could go into my heavier big brain thoughts on the script but I don't feel like it. You catch hints of it above it centers conversation on race and privilege, mainly the writers and questions i have that won't be answered but Sam did make me grow disdain for Malcolm over a short time. Which is sometimes hard to do because im one sympathetic person but the sympathy i have for Malcolm is at 0. Maybe a 2 at some scenes but then it quickly goes back to 0. Some parts of the dialogue miss the mark or hit the are off balanced. While some of it like Malcolm's bathroom speech albeit mean is really strong or their conversation when he comes back from peeing really shines for me.

Performances: B+ to A- because they carried the script further than it could of gone with less talented actors. The monologues do well to showcase their current skill levels which are already high af and leave room for anticipation in where these actors go next.

Zendaya holding a knife: A+ with a gold star. That switch on and off and on is delectable.

John being a shitty boyfriend but following Marie like a lost puppy: B+ with a good job written at the bottom of the paper, Malcolm being nervous a frantic dialed up with more realistic nervousness would have sold me completely on Malcolm's anxious waiting.

Cinematography: A and a participation award.

The mac and cheese: A+ for the easy mac. Wish it was like Annie's or Velveeta.

Cigarettes: Participation award and their picture hung up for student of the month. Why the grill lighter? Everytime Malcolm opened up his mouth Marie was like sparks fly.

The music: A++ with a prize. Whoever picked the music probably makes good Spotify playlists.

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1-800-Be-Mine | reader x minho | sfw

happy valentines day!! this lil fic of mine is something very new and different from what I’ve tried before and I’m so so excited to share it with you!!

Pairing: self insert, gender neutral reader x lee minho

Genre: fluff, sci-fi, futuristic au, valentines day special! 

Tags: strangers to lovers, sci-fi au, futuristic au, blind date au, AI au with a twist, mentions of food and alcohol, featuring hyunjin, tiny heart-shaped confetti of comedy and rebelling against the man lol, fluffy growing feelings 

Warnings: Minho’s character in this is an adorable, charming, feeling, AI robot. haha idk if this is a warning but it might not be everyone’s cup o’ tea, if so, that’s why I’m mentioning it :) 

Tagging: @stayhavens​ thank you for allowing me to be a part of this event ❤️

Word count: 7.1k 

“If it’s the color of your shirt that you’re worried about, I don’t think that he’s gonna care.” 

“--I can’t believe that you’re putting me through this. I didn’t even ask for...whatever the hell this all is.” 

“You’re getting worked up over nothing, Y/n. This whole thing is literally the lowest commitment thing that you could ever do on Valentines Day.” 

For the twentieth time, you held up the shirt and hanger over your torso in front of you streak-stained mirror. It shouldn’t have mattered much, or even at all, but here you were, wondering what color a synthetic human would like on your body the most. 

With feet in the air, your best friend swung his feet with pointed toes and eyes glued to his phone. 

“Quit looking at me like that.” Hyunjin didn’t even need to rise his head up to feel your glare. “He’s programmed to forget about you the second that your time runs out, so, I really don’t know why you’re wasting your time over this.” 

One more time, you switched the creamy white satin for the wine-red velvet. 

“God, this is so depressing.” The shirt hangers clinked together where you threw them down on your bed. “It’s all your fault too.” 

“I can’t see why you aren’t excited for this!! I literally made it so he’s perfect for you. There’s like, a 0% chance that this is gonna go badly. You could spit escargot into his lap or get his tie stuck in the car door and he’d still think that you’re the best thing ever. You can do no wrong.” 

“That’s the point...” 

The floor started to look a lot more appealing in your despair. If you were making a dramatic show for yourself or for you friend, you had no idea, but somehow it felt a little better letting your body sliiide down the side of the wall into a little pool of half-done make-up and hair still damp.  

“Stop throwing a tantrum.” Hyunjin scolded. “You have to be there in 45 minutes.” 

“What if I...just don’t show up?” 

“Then, you’d be robbing me of $360 and the most expensive gift that I’ve ever gotten for you. And, you’d break my heart. I don’t wanna be heartbroken on Valentines Day. I’d hate you forever.” 

“Nooooo you wouldn’t.” You tossed your forehead into the palms of your hands. 

“I’d hate you for a month probably.” 

“Don’t you have somewhere that you need to be?” As expected, your hands were smudged a bit from the tiny dusting of eyeshadow that you had added to your lids. 

“I told you already, she doesn’t get off until 8 so I’ve still got time. Besides, I already set everything up back at the apartment. I’m in no rush.” At last, your friend cast aside his phone on the mattress with a bounce. “Get up. I’ll help you. You should still look nice anyway...even if he doesn’t care. This night is about you anyway.” 

»»————-　♡　————-««

Is satin supposed to feel scratchy...? What? Satin being itchy? ...You must be going crazy if you think-- 

“--Annnd we’re here!” 

The wheels of Hyunjin’s less than glamourous car skidded in front of the hotel with an obvious screech. He was never one for being a good driver anyway. With the pull of his hand through is blond hair he nodded his head for you to open your door. 

“Time’s ticking. It’s nearly 7.” 

“--Jin--” 

“I’m not explaining it again. Just go do the damn thing. You’re overthinking it. Like you do with everything...” 

Your best friend rolled his eyes which were blue today: a part of his own Valentines Day outfit: that of which he looked much better than you thought you had. He had slung his arm over his steering wheel looking on, and even more impatient with you by the second. 

“Is it a fucking crime to be nervous??” 

Hyunjin laughed out sharply. “You’re so cute. ~Especially when there isn’t anything to worry about.~” 

You flicked him hard on his perfect arm covered by his perfectly planned and billowy white top. 

“Would you like to go out there and meet him if it’s so easy?” 

After a subsequent eye roll, your friend reached his long arm to pop open the car door on your side. “You’re not going to make me drag you, are you?” 

“I can get it myself.” You growled, shoving his hand away. 

The February air was crisp, and just cold enough for your breath to appear lightly in front of your face. Immediately, you started to regret everything: the itchy satin shirt (which you guessed probably wasn’t satin) the stiffness of your styled hair, and the way that your feet felt in the pair of shoes that you had broken out just for the occasion. You had even put perfume on; something that a “strictly deodorant” person as yourself found to be suffocating and odd. 

Do Mirrors even have a sense of smell? 

On the busy street, cars whipped past with headlights of yellow and red, and the bustle of the holiday evening buzzed on the sidewalk with couples marching down the way arm and arm and hand in hand. The energy of the evening seemed vibrant almost as if the whole world seemed to be slightly more awake. The plastic heels of ladies in their best shoes clicked past. 

“Good luck!” 

Hyunjin mustered up the most genuine smile that you thought possible for him to craft considering it wasn’t genuine in the slightest. 

“Text me about it tonight--or--actually, not tonight, I’ll be...” He obviously winked, “...busy tonight.”  

“You’re disgusting!!” 

You slammed the car door in Hyunjin’s snide smirk while he laughed out a “Love you!” before speeding away without a care. 

The remnants of old snow caked up in the corners of the hotel where Hyunjin had arranged the date. The hotel itself was very old fashioned looking, almost like it had come right out of one of those old movies he would tease you for liking--it was probably why he had chosen it, you thought to yourself. There was a large golden marquee with a strand of lightbulbs tracing the edge all around it much like an old-timey theater, which gave the name for the hotel. At the doorway made of the same golden hue, there were attentive bellhops in matching blue velvet uniforms and leather gloves that they blew in to to keep their hands warm. 

When you thought more of it, the night was a bit colder than expected, so you pulled your coat closer to your body. Hyunjin had suggested that you wear your pea coat, however it’s warmth factor wasn’t something to write home about. He had something about how it had made your arms look good...as if he would care anything like what your arms looked like. 

You pulled out your phone with your cold fingers to find the information that Hyunjin had sent you. 

Name: Lee Minho 

Model: Generation Four 

Specifications: Personalized 

Service time: 7pm-12am 

Instructions: Meet at the front entrance of the the hotel The Grand at exactly 7pm where the Mirror will be waiting. Mirror will look like: [see image] 

You hovered your hand over the little see image tab. Before, you had decided that you didn’t want to see the picture, and rather leave it as a surprise. That was the thrill of a blind date, right? For a moment, you rationalized it as peeking so that you knew what he looked like so you could find him. You hovered, and hovered... 

“No, I shouldn’t...” You whispered out to the open air while you shoved your phone back into your pocket. 

“Excuse me?” One of those attentive bellhops had snuck behind you and rose a caring hand to your shoulder: an action which made you jump. “Is there anything that I can help you with? Are you waiting for someone?” 

“Oh.” You straightened yourself. “Yes, I am waiting for someone. They’ll be here really--” 

“--Is it me that you’re waiting for?” 

He had strolled right up to you, and you could barely form the words on your mouth to say “yes.” You had heard the stories about Mirrors before, but as far as you had known, this was your first time ever seeing one this close...and you wouldn’t have even known that he was any different from the flesh and bones that you knew you had. 

He was devastatingly handsome; the kind of handsome that models were. Every single one of his features seemed to be carefully planned and calculated down to the little freckle on his nostril and his nose bridge of a perfect angle. Even his physical proportions seemed to be perfect: his arm muscles curved in wonderful angles under his black suit jacket that had one button at the front. He was dressed simply: merely a black tux with a white button up underneath and a deep navy blue tie. His chocolate brown eyes were a bit unique, looking even slightly cat-like. 

Not like you had a type, but if you were to have one, he definitely would have been it. 

He smiled upon seeing you, and coolly adjusted his silver cufflinks which you noticed had an insignia on them that looked a familiar: it was that picture of the eye with the spokes around it, the symbol of 3rdEyeCorp. As expected, everything in life seemed to come with a branding: even synthetic humans. 

“Should we go inside?” 

His voice was gentle and soothing, the kind of voice that you knew could lull you to sleep or convince you to do things that you wouldn’t want to. It was a voice that could put you at ease, and you wondered if that was intentional. Perhaps Hyunjin had told them that at times you could be neurotic. 

You finally squeaked out a, “Yes.” then followed him towards the soft glow of the magnificent building. He had slipped over past you to open the door, letting you enter first. 

“Oh...thanks...” 

As you passed him, you could have sworn that he smelled like some kind of citrus scent. In fact, you didn’t know that he could even have a smell. This was but one of the many questions that had been plaguing you for the past couple weeks since learning of Hyunjin’s plan. 

It wasn’t that he smelled like a person: that kind of earthy scene mixed up with the lingering scent of shampoo on hair, or a bit of mint holding to the corners of your mouth after you had brushed your teeth right before you exited the door. Still, you didn’t mind the citrus, it was better than nothing at all, you assumed. 

He walked up to the maître d with perfect posture, and it was then when you noticed that you were slightly shorter that he was. His suit was pressed, and a line ran down the back directly over his spine. 

“2 for L/n?” He said properly, and it felt strange hearing your last name come from his mouth. 

“Right this way.” 

He looked back at you, almost as if to see if you were doing okay. He held a little glint in his eyes that looked careful, caring even. From the very few words that he had said to you, he still maintained a composure about him that was...human. He was comfortable. 

The three of you reached the table with the ironed white table cloth, small bouquet of red roses and two flickering tea candles. The lighting of the room was dim as all restaurants such as this were, and there was a light hum about the room coupled with the occasional clink of silverware on China. There was a fireplace to the corner of the room, and the dense smell of expensive wine hung in the air. 

The maître d placed down the menus. “Your server will be with you shortly.”

You thought the small action a bit comical. You were the only one who knew his secret. Still, he nodded with a polite smile. “Thank you.” 

The satin fabric on your shirt scraped at your bare chest, and you attempted your slyest attempt at making a tiny itch look nonchalant. He picked up the menu with a few of his brown strands dipping over his eyes. You studied him as he looked it over, not having a clue why. You thought that you had heard somewhere that his kind couldn’t eat. Perhaps he was a new model. 

“I’m sorry. I haven’t formally introduced myself yet.” He put the menu down with a little embarrassed smile. “I must’ve forgotten. I’m Lee Minho.” 

“I know.” Your cheeks felt hot. “Uh-and I’m Y/n. But--you probably knew that too.” 

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Smile lines crinkled under his eyes. It was the first imperfection you could find about him. 

“Yo-you too.” 

Minho reached out a slender and pale hand for you to shake and you stared it in a moment of fear. You had never touched a Mirror before, much less wondered what they felt like. 

“I don’t bite.” He chuckled out a small laugh that was much too cute for his own good. His shoulders then appeared to relax and he allowed himself to slouch. “At least, my model doesn’t.” 

You choked out an ugly chortle at the joke. “Ah. I see.” 

“You don’t have to be scared of me. I promise that I feel like anyone else.”

You took it, jumping a little at the sensation. He was warm--not exactly like you expected him to be cold and metallic however. The skin of his hand was cracked and grooved as normal, and it was squishy as if you could feel the muscles that would be underneath. 

With a warm grin, he soothed you saying, “See?” 

‘Oh...mmhm.” You shook his hand firmly. “Holy shit that's really creepy.” You muttered the words as softly as you thought you could have. 

“Creepy?” He laughed out again. “Should I be offended? No one has ever called me creepy before.” 

“Oh! Um, s-sorry, I didn’t mean--” 

“--It’s okay! I was just kidding. I completely understand. Especially if this is your first time meeting someone like me. It is your first time?” 

You nodded drawing your hand back with the warmth from his hand still lingering on yours. 

“Let me know if there is anything that I can do to make you more comfortable. Seems like...we’re meant to be too.” 

“--Meant to be?” You nearly dropped your cloth napkin to the ground. 

“I mean, based off of your profile, they thought that I would be best suited for you. And you know...the programming and all that.” 

“Oh! I guess so...” 

Next, you thought it best to busy yourself with that glass of water that was looking very oddly refreshing. 

“I meant to tell you as well that you look very nice. I think that color suits you very well.” 

Drops of water got caught in your throat, “T-AHEM-this?” You pinched at the fabric. 

Minho’s eyes widened at your sputtering coughs, signaling to a waiter to come fill your glass once more. 

“Sorry, was I not supposed to say that?” 

“No! No no, it’s...you’re fine. I was just a little surprised.” 

“Surprised? Why?” 

“I just didn’t think that you would...nevermind.” 

Even though you had nearly choked yourself seconds ago, up went your water glass to your lips once more. 

Minho fidgeted with his bangs with his pinky finger: a surprisingly vain little task. Under the dull lighting of the whole room, he did look very handsome; almost much too handsome to be in such a place with you. All at once, you became suddenly aware of the irregular patterns of those eyes peeking at you from their own tables with haughty and whispering words on their lips. 

“You look...very nice as well.” 

“Mm thank you.” As charming as ever, he gave a smile back. “This is my first time wearing this. I actually picked it out myself. I thought that you would like the color.” His pale fingers ran down the silk indigo tie. 

“You thought about it too??” 

“Thought about what?” 

A snide smile crept over your mouth. Hyunjin could eat his words. 

“Well do you? Like it?” A curious little smearing of worry painted Minho’s brow that was once again must too cute for his own good. 

“I-I do like it.” 

In all honesty, Minho would have looked good in anything, you thought, no matter how ridiculous. Under the thin white cotton of his shirt, you could see his toned pectorals as well. One pinch to the side of your leg was just enough to scold yourself. 

He looked around himself in a bit of a silent wonder: from the rafters of the high ceilings painted in gold leaf, to the speakeasy on the far edge of the room with the posh looking bartender.  

“I always thought that places like this were kind of stuffy.” He wrinkled his nose. 

“You...what?” 

“There's always someone at one table wondering if they look better, rank higher, or are more successful than the person at the other. Don’t you think the same?” 

“I mean...I think they do keep looking us?” 

“Ah. I noticed that too.” 

Minho looked around himself carefully, then leaned in closer towards you. “Do you think that they know that I’m...you know?” 

You snorted out a laugh covered by your hand. “What? No? How could they?” 

“A hunch.” 

“Can you even get hunches?” 

“I may be a robot, but I can still read a room.” 

You hushed him, “Shhhh! Say that any louder and then they’ll really know.” 

A waiter in a black apron sauntered up to your table with a thin moustache and a big of a sagging face. He looked a bit less like a real waiter and more like a cartoon one. 

“Good evening. Have you finished looking over the menus? Perhaps a bottle of wine to start you off? We have a new house merlot that I would highly  recommend.” He reached a spiny finger to point at the name on your menu. “It would pair particularly well with our specials tonight. Seeing as it is Valentines day--” 

The droning of the waiter continued on, and you had noticed that Minho wasn’t paying any attention at all. Rather, he had settled his gaze on the flickering of the candles, and the yellow light sparked in his pupils. For mere seconds, you could see something a bit different about them: a extremely thin circle of blue-white light around his irises.  

The waiter pulled out his pad with an expectant gaze. 

“Uh-yeah, I-I’ll take that. That--whatever-you-just-mentioned.” 

He appeared puzzled. “You wish to start with the special orange Crème Brule first?” 

“Ah-no! Sorry, can you..” You cringed, “Repeat what you just said?” 

He rolled his eyes, but did respectfully as he was told while you sunk further into your chair with Minho’s teasing smirk. This time you listened to the specials, even though you decided you didn’t even want one, but rather picked one of the cheapest items on the menu. That was one of the drawbacks of paying for your date: he had no obligation to pay for your meal. 

The waiter looked even more puzzled when Minho said he wasn’t ordering anything, but shrugged, burying his pad back into his pocket saying, “I’ll be over with the wine shortly.” 

“Do you want to know something?” Minho leaned back in once the waiter was out of an earshot. 

You treated yourself to yet another sip of your emptying glass, and nodded. 

“There’s at least four others like me in here.” 

“Four? How can you know?” 

“I think I’d know my own kind when I saw them.” 

“I would never be able to tell.” 

The waiter returned, showing the label to the wine to both of you before popping it open and pouring it into glasses with the twist of his wrist. Two drops from the crimson top stained the little napkin he used. 

Minho’s hands toyed with the stem of the glass, but didn’t take a sip. 

“That’s why they call us Mirrors.” 

“How do you mean?” 

“Because you’re supposed to see yourselves in us.” 

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Your body had started to warm with the energy of the room after long, and your appetizer of escargot had arrived. Oddly, since Hyunjin had mentioned it before, it embedded in you an odd craving that you couldn’t satisfy until you had some. By now, you had realized that Minho likely wouldn’t have been eating with you, but it was strange: even the other Mirrors in the room appeared to be. 

“I’m assuming that you can’t eat then?” You popped the buttery taste into your mouth.  

“Yes. It doesn’t make sense for my...biology. If you can call it that. I can’t digest food nor do I have the mechanisms to do so.” 

“Maybe we should have done something that didn’t include food then.” 

“I do have something though! I know that eating alone like this can be uncomfortable.” 

He grabbed inside his inside suit pocket and pulled out a wallet: thin and black leather. It had almost nothing in it save for what looked like a iridescent square. Over top of it was the same logo on his cufflinks. He flipped it around his fingers like a playing card. 

“What is it?” 

“My dinner.” He sated matter-of-factly. 

“You’re gonna...eat that? Maybe you shouldn’t--”

He placed it neatly in front of himself, pressing the surface and it morphed into some kind of three dimensional polygon shape of pixels, both large and small, until it settled into a perfect copy of your dish that you had sitting in front of you. 

“It’s holographic.” 

“Of course it is.” 

“Newest in tech at 3rdEye. This is my first time using one. They thought it would be a good idea to send the prototypes out with the Mirrors tonight for the beta test. What do you think?” 

“It’s very...realistic.” 

“It’s pocket sized, and it can really transform into anything that you could want, but of course...its still not really solid. Perfect for me though.” 

He took a bite of his escargot with an equally holographic fork. 

“I imagine that it tastes very good.” 

“You can’t taste things?” 

“Unfortunately, no. Since I don’t need to eat, don’t know why I would need to. I’ve got all the other senses though.” 

The house merlot was bitter on your tongue and full bodied. You couldn’t imagine what your life would have been like without taste. He chewed on, and somehow the action really did seem comforting. 

“You’re very um, open about yourself. You know...talking about yourself so bluntly. I feel like some people when they do these things, they just want to keep on that suspension of disbelief as long as they can; pretending that you're--” 

“--A real person?” 

You hadn’t intended on it coming off as insulting, and a “sorry” formed on your lips. 

“--I’m not offended. And, you’re right. Most people do. But, I could sense that you were different. I don’t have a problem telling you about me. Something told me that you would like to know.” 

“Something?” 

“Enough about me though, lets talk about you. You’re a doctor aren’t you?” 

“-For animals. Nothing too crazy. I’m working up my way to have my own practice some day. For now, I’m just doing nurse type stuff. Giving immunizations, checking teeth and stuff like that.” 

“I read your thesis. The one from your pre-vet. I thought that your research was very interesting. How come you didn’t continue on with animal behavior?” 

His string of questions made you crack out into laughter. Never had anyone you had ever dated said that they had read up on you. 

“I can’t believe that you just said that.” 

“What? I had assumed that you might want to talk about something that interests you like that.” 

“That was...so long ago, I don’t even think about that paper anymore.” 

Minho took some of his wine down with a polite dab of his napkin to his lips. 

“How about hiking then? Or those Frank Capra movies that you like? Which one is your favorite?” 

“Stop, stop. This is--” 

His eyes widened. “Did I misspeak again? Your friend said that it would be okay if we did the proper research--” 

“--Just...sorry, it’s strange that you know everything about me already and we’ve hardly just met.” 

“I’m not following.” 

“Can you just...forget like, everything you know about me for a minute? This is supposed to be a blind date isn’t it?” 

“I can do that.” Minho tightened his tie. 

“How about we talk about something else?” 

Minho nodded in agreement with a determined tiny grin. “I can tell you about what I do?” 

“You have a job?” 

Your prompt waiter appeared with a giant silver platter which glinted in the light of the numerous dancing candles around it. The ceramic plates clinked into the glasses assorted on the table, and he lastly offered out freshly grated parmesan for your pasta. You said “when” and he was just as quickly out of your way, but not after granting the both of you one more questioning glare. 

“Yes.” 

Your date flipped over his holographic square, and soon it transformed into another spitting image of your meal. 

“I’m supposed to tell you that I’m a college professor of ornithology but since we’re being blunt here, my job is working for 3rdEye, and doing basically whatever they ask of me. Including this. And actually...” He twisted a string of noodles around his fork. “...I think that it’s going pretty well.” 

A quick giggle erupted out from you. “I’m glad that we’re being honest because you do not look like someone who teaches twenty somethings about birds.” 

“But if I had said I did, would that have made you like me more?” 

“Maybe. I’m sure that they picked that because I did graduate research on migration and flight patterns.” 

“Likely.” 

“Maybe I should have stuck with animal behavior. Then we would have had more to talk about.” 

A silence filled the space between you as you tried your best to eat your pasta with as much grace as you could. Of course, you were still one to get it on your lap and the table cloth, but luckily you had a napkin to protect you. Your date on the other hand, ate as if he was eating with the queen herself. For several moments, you really did allow yourself those brief moments of ignorance: you really were just two people, sitting in a fancy restaurant on Valentines Day, eating a meal together, on a date, as an normal two people would do. Every few moments too, he would look at you with a type of gentle adoration in his eyes too. 

And it felt nice. 

It really was as effortless as Hyunjin had said. You would be eating your words on this one. 

At last, you had scraped out the last chunks of tomato and vegetable bites from your shallow dish, and you sat back which a sense of drowsiness clinging to your eyes. Over time, you had slumped deeper and deeper into your chair as you felt your body warm with the fireplace. You didn’t mean to look, but your watch had read just past 9 o’clock. 

“That all tasted good.” Minho sighed, and slumped along with you. 

“I thought you couldn’t taste?” 

“Ah. You’re right. Well, I enjoyed eating that with you. Did it taste good?” 

“It did.” 

“Should we get some of that orange Crème Brule from earlier?” 

You folded up your napkin on the table. “You mean should I get some of that Crème Brule? I’m the one paying here remember?” 

“Are you?” 

With the stretch of your arms, you answered, “Not today. I don’t have that doctor’s pay...yet.” 

“But shouldn’t you eat something sweet on Valentines Day? Isn’t that also what its about?” 

You laughed, “I don’t know where you heard that, but no, it doesn’t.” 

“Ah, I see. My understanding of the holiday is very jumbled. Holidays are like that for us. The sort of emotional attachment to them is hard for us to understand. I’ve watched millions of hours of films to understand them...but--” 

“--Millions?” 

“Yes?” 

“That’s…insane.” 

“Not for me.” He said with a happy little grin. “Should we be leaving?” 

In one motion, he swept up his shirt sleeve, just over his wrist where you had expected him to have a watch. Instead, a faint blue glow emerged on his skin making letters and numbers that you couldn’t read as well from upside down. 

“Hm. 3 more hours. What else would you like to do with our time together?” 

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The winter cold bit at your ears while the two of you walked together down the busy urban stretch. Even later into the night the giddy excitement of friends ambling down the streets and couples linking to eachother with tipsy happiness could still be found everywhere. You barely knew him, but you still felt in some way compelled to reach out and interlock your arm with his as those other couples did. You had a half a mind to reach out to him, but another half a mind to keep your arms wrapped around yourself. 

But, as if he had read your mind, he reached out his hand behind him to quietly slip your arm into his. 

“Put your hands in your pockets.” He asked, and you did so. “I figured that you must be cold, so...my body heats itself too, makes me more...you know.” 

He was warm. Much warmer than your entire body felt had felt then, but still you noted that the tips of his ears and nose had turned pink. 

“Where to?” He questioned next. 

“I-I’m not sure. I didn’t think this far.” 

“I could pick?” 

“You know where to go?” 

He was silent for a moment, then nodded. “There’s a place that I wouldn’t mind going to. Do you know how to skate?” 

“Ice...skate?” 

He huffed out with a tiny smile, and you noticed that when he did, no visible molecules could be seen in front of his face. 

“Do you? I can pick something else? It’s not everyone’s skill.” 

“N-no. I can do it.” 

You don’t know why you had said it: perhaps you felt as if you had something to prove to this inhuman person, or you really did want to go there with him, no matter where it was. 

You had never learned how to skate in your life. 

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The ice rink was lined with pink and white string lights: likely a Valentines Day decoration. Plastic hearts made of fuzzy tinsel also decorated the edges of the rink and sparkled under the lights. It had been built into the center of a public park, and bodies huddled in winter coats sat together on the benches to the side, waving at those they knew when they slipped past. Tinny music played over the outdoor speakers: it was some pop song that you had heard before, but didn’t know the name of. 

Minho laced up your skates for you, and even then you noticed that his knuckles had turned pink too. 

“Are you...cold?” 

“Oh! This?” He turned his hands around. “No, I’m not. it’s just another one of my humanisms.” 

“Humanisms?” 

“Something to make me look more like you. When it’s cold outside my body senses it and does this.” 

“I see.” 

Even if you knew that he couldn’t possibly feel things in the same why, he was damn convincing--and you couldn’t help but think it was unbearably cute as well. 

“Done! You ready? You can take my hand if you want?” 

You stood wobbly as a deer taking its first steps. Walking on the blades was much more difficult than you would have guessed. He didn’t need to ask twice for you to grab hold. 

“I’m assuming that you know how to do this?” 

“There’s a lot of things that I know how to do.” He winked. 

The second that your feet met the ice, you felt your heart start beating into overdrive with your anxiety of falling. Over the ice, it too felt colder, and that didn’t help much either. With one hand you clawed to the side of the rink, and the other dug into Minho’s arm. 

“I thought that you said that you knew how to skate?” 

“I lied. I’m gonna fall on my fricking face and its gonna be the most embarrassing thing ever. Worse than spitting escargot into your lap.” 

“Spitting escargot? What?” 

“Just--can you help me?” 

He tittered with an adorably warm laugh and grabbed back at you firmly. “I won’t let go.” 

Even the toddlers in their little training bumpers were more skilled than you. Minho was patient, and coached you through the skills of the left and right motions of your feet and getting into a rhythm. You still flapped your arms around wildly like a wobbly penguin, but he was eventually able to coax you away from the wall.

“See! You’re getting the hang of it!” 

“Really?” 

Minho nodded profusely, letting go of both of your hands to hold just one. “Stop looking at your feet and just look at me. You’ll trip yourself up focusing so hard.” 

Other couples whipped past you, and you thought it best not to look at how easy it was for them. 

“I-I think that I’m doing it!” 

Minho’s eyes lit seeing you start to swing your feet back and forth. In that pink lighting of the rink, you could see that thin ring of light around his eyes once more. Even though it was unnatural, you still thought that it looked beautiful. 

“WATCH OUT!!” Came a distant voice from behind you. 

Before you had a second to turn around, a fuzzy blur came barreling into you. Two small bodies: a couple middle school boys chasing each other, came colliding with your teetering body, forcing you to fall to the hard ice with a terrible thud. 

“Oh my God! Are you okay?” One of their pre-pubescent voices cracked. 

“I-I’m fine...I think.” 

Your air had been knocked right out of your lungs and your butt ached with a sharp pain that you hoped you wouldn’t be feeling for days. Both of your hands were wet with ice from the contact. Minho quickly offered you his hand up.

“-You okay?” He brushed ice off of your coat. 

Truthfully, you were horribly shaken, and your chest shook, but you lied once more. “I’m okay. Don’t worry about me.” 

“No you’re not.” His worried eyes studied you. “Lets get you something warm to drink okay?” 

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“One hot chocolate please.” 

Minho fiddled with his wallet, picking out that same iridescent square from before. As soon as his fingers touched it, it glimmered into a credit card. 

“It can do that?” You had uttered, but he gave you back a cautious glare. 

The man at the little coffee stand took it without question, and somehow, it worked. 

“$3.15″ He monotoned, and gave the card back. 

The white Styrofoam cup warmed your hands instantly, and the chocolatey steam delighted your nostrils. 

“Thank you. You didn’t have to.” 

“It’s no problem. I wanted to.” 

You took a sip, but a strange silence befell over your date, and he furrowed his brows. 

Under his breath, he repeated the word “...wanted?” 

The further that you walked along the river together, the less that you wanted to take another look at your watch where it peaked out from your coat sleeve. You imagined that it must have been nearing almost 10:30--optimistically. Instead, you took long and purposeful sips of of your drink and indulged in the way that the heat would seep down from your throat and all the way down your body. 

Onward, one of the great and massive bridges of the city blinked with an array of multicolored lights: some from cars, others from the way that it was decorated to look a bit like shining stars. Under the lights, the navy-black of the river reflected the fractals of light. The walkway was nearly empty of people except for the odd couple sitting and cuddled up by the edge of the water. The water should have been frozen, but it didn’t appear to be giving up just yet. 

Your companion had drawn quiet with eyes cast down to his walking feet. You had half a mind to reach out to him... 

“Is there anything you would like to do?” Your question filled the quiet, but you didn’t expect him to stop in his steps upon hearing it. 

“Are you asking me if there is anything that I want do to?” 

“Yes...?” 

Minho was again quiet, then turned to look at the vast expanse of the cityscape in front of you both. 

Suddenly, he began, “Valentines Day is a holiday that has to do with loving, doesn’t it?” 

You stammered at the question in your confusion, but still answered. “Yes.” 

“You express love on the holiday? You show people that you love them, and that you care for them. Right?” 

“I think so...but why are--” 

“--What do you think that it means to love something?” 

Distantly, cars honked, and music boomed out from drawn down windows, and it floated in the evening air. 

For you, loving was something that was second nature. It was little bits of happiness, fuzzy feelings, but it also ached, and felt like being lost. How could you possibly begin to describe what it meant? 

Minho’s eyes were full of intrigue and even maybe a twinge of desperation. Could Mirrors even hold such a thing in their eyes? 

“I-I’m not sure how to cover it all, but, I guess that I could say that loving something, or someone, is to want them. You want to be around them, you want to see them laugh or smile, you want to make them feel that you care. I don’t think that it is much more complicated than that. 

The man appeared even more confused, almost like he had been computing his own mental calculations right before his very eyes. Then, all at once, his eyes softened. 

“If loving something is to want it; to have desire, desiring is the first step? Love must be simplier than I thought that it was, and maybe...I think that I can do it.” 

“What are you talking about?” 

Minho swept up his hands in yours after casting aside the cup to the ground. 

“You asked me if I wanted to do something. But the thing is...I don’t think I’ve ever wanted do to anything ever before in my life. It was just, what others wanted of me and what I colud do for them. Not me.” 

Realization swept over Minho piece by piece, and soon it all unfolded for you too. 

He drew your arms and hands around the back of his neck to pull your body closer to his. 

You might’ve looked before, but his lips looked soft and unbelievably sweet: like melting snowflakes, whipped cream, or the fuzzy flesh of peaches. 

“I do want something.” He said at last. 

“Minho...what are you saying?” 

“I-I can’t tell if what it is that I’m feeling is some kind of algorithm, or I’m just...you’re so...different.” 

“I hope that you’re not just saying this all--” 

“--I’m not! I’m not. I promise...an-and Mirrors can’t lie.” He laughed out. “How can you make a machine that’ll lie to you?” 

His hands crept up your sides, and all the way up to cup your face in his hands.

He was impossible. In every way, but he was real. As real as the warmth from his hands and as real as the way that his mouth appeared to wet with saliva and how you could count the tiny moles on his face. 

“Well, what is it that you--”

He had drawn your face close up into his, then closed any space that divided the two of you. Your lips parted with his into a meeting of his plush lips that were even softer than you had imagined. Even though you knew he couldn’t taste it, you flooded the taste of chocolate into his mouth, and your body shivered in the way that he ran his tongue over your bottom lip. He wasn’t intrusive, but rather curious, and thrilled. Any semblance of him that was any less than the skin that you felt on yours faded, and you poured yourself all back to him. His fingers held fast to the sides of your face while he kissed back every with every bit of him that he could. Even in the one moment when your eyes had fluttered open, he held his eyes closed, to focus only on you. Your own wondering hands laced into his fuzzy locks. 

Each and every kiss that he painted across your lips was laced with indescribable want: something that he shouldn’t have even known, but you could feel it. He echoed the smile that you had pressed into his lips. 

“I just want to be with you tonight. Just a bit longer. No more timers.” Minho whispered onto your mouth, barely breaking. 

On the one hand, his request terrified you. A Mirror, one who you thought to be unfeeling, pre-programmed, an empty shell, wanted you. But still, you couldn’t control yourself from wanting him back, and everything about him that you knew and didn’t know. Wanting him, was the simplest thing you could have done. 

“I-I want that too.” 

His smile was thankful, and suddenly every little way that his eyes would crinkle or the corners of his mouth would upturn seemed more genuine. 

Minho traced your hands to the back of your his neck where he guided them to the tip of his spine. 

“Touch here.” He guided your fingertip over what felt like a bone. “Press down.” 

You did so, and the patch of skin sunk down a bit like a button. You held his eyes which flickered wholly with that blue-white light you had taken notice of before. 

“Say “Bypass LK2510.” “ 

He held your finger down still, and you repeated the phrase, watching as the light vanished all at once, even that thin ring around his irises. 

“What did that do?” 

Minho blinked a couple time like he was ridding sleep from his eyes, then beamed with a grin that only got wider and wider. “They shouldn’t know where I am for a while. You disabled my tracker.” 

“I did what??? Can’t I get in trouble for that??” 

“Not when I made you do it.” 

In his delight, he pressed his lips back up against yours with a kind of light air that was ecstatic and hurried--it was contagious, and the feeling swept over you until you were just as giddy. You were nearly as giddy as a school child reveling in the mischief of knowing what they were doing was against the classroom rules. 

Your chest swelled with nervous excitement, but it wasn’t nearly as addictive as any drug that you could imagine. 

“Where do you want to go now?” You asked him with hands clinging to the sides of his coat. 

“Anywhere.” 

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[nsfw version/ending coming soon on binniesthighs!] 

[mysticjupi]

Umineko: When They Cry Review - Episode 0

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Part 0: Notes

This post can't be as aesthetic as I would like due to only having a phone; however I'll make do with what I have. Hello! Thank you for taking the time to read this; assuming you read my info on the header of my blog page, you should also know my dream is to be an author...and that takes me here, to Umineko and the WTC series in general. I finished reading the Umineko Visual Novel, and have watched the Higurashi Anime, and I plan to read the Manga for Higurashi soon.

The following posts will be about my thoughts, experience, and love for WTC, however this post 0 will be about WTC in general, along with miscallenous things.

Needless to say, SPOILERS!!!

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Part 1: When They Cry

My first experience with the series was years ago, when I was a child; and coming across some of the more gorey scenes from Higurashi on youtube, I was curious yet I never persued more of this media. Years went by and it remained nothing more than a afterthought in the back of my head, however, a friendgroup who was big into Higurashi made me watch the anime, and I decided on my own to read the Umineko novel, and since then...I've been very into the fandom for a few months.

I took two months to finish the Umineko VN...

And as you can tell, some days I read very generously. That being said however, it was all time well spent.

Ryukishi's writing has become an inspiration and something I think about greatly, his ability for creating and characterizing his characters in both dynamic and subtle ways has stuck out to me, as well as how he handles abuse and sensitive topics authors usually avoid delving into. This aspect will be discussed more when I get around to talking about characters.

However, the thing that sticks out the most to me is his...lessons. How he makes you think about mortality and the negative and positive aspects of people and their situations. Higurashi and Umineko identify and share their themes strongly, while leaving some leeway for the reader to think about it themselves. God knows I've been rethinking and pondering a lot of Umineko's plot.

Without Love, it cannot be seen. Is a new philosophy I have started to use, for example.

That's where much of my love for WTC comes from, and before you ask, I know nothing about Ciconia but I plan to read it once my technology situation is sorted.

I think that's enough for my introduction, and now you know where I stand on this series that's wiggled it's way into my heart.

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Part 2: Music

Before I discuss the Episodes of Umineko, I'd like to dedicate some to discuss one of my other favorite aspects of the Visual Novel, which is of course the amazing soundtrack that I cannot get enough of.

I never knew a Visual Novel about victorian ladies fucking with people would carry such a banger OST. I'll link some of my favorites:

Patchwork Chimera

Death From Stupefaction

Golden Sneer

Haze

Dream End Discharger

Deep Blue Jeer

The Girls Witch Hunt

Kina no Kaori

Reflection Call

Last End Conducter

I never realized how big of an impact music had on your enjoyment of a story, but Umi's soundtrack compliments scenes extremely well. There isn't much to say here but it's an extremely good listen and one of the major perks of the visual novel. Kudos to the various composers who worked on the soundtrack.

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Part 3: Artstyle and Design

The last thing I should have to say for this post, and of course this section will be talking about the original novel Artstyle, however the others will be mentioned.

Umineko's designs are stand-out and very unique yet remain alluring. This goes both for the hair and face of the characters and their outfits...

And of course, the fact many of the outfits are taken from actual goth fashion being displayed at around the time or Umineko's original releases. Some of my favorite examples:

Wonderful, I think. I can easily tell these characters from their silhouettes which always means good design. Somewhat unrelated but Ryukishi seemed to really enjoy thigh gaps when designing, (Chiester Sisters, Dlanor's Group, Seven Stakes...) and whatever you would consider Gaap's Gap. However this isn't a negative by any means. Most of the men's outfits are suits, however I can appreciate a formal and crisp style and at least everyone has their own suit aesthetic. Original Battler is the best style btw.

To make mention of the other Artstyles Umineko has...

Pachinko: It's...good? Some characters look better like Lambadelta or George but some were...proportioned oddly? Kyrie and her immensely inflated chest definitely put me off. I had the Pachinko sprites option during my read so I swapped between this and original depending on who was onscreen.

PS3 Remake: Very good and faithful rendition while also modernizing and streamlining designs, though it didn't quite capture the rawness of Ryukishi's expressions in the original Artstyle at times.

Manga: Amazing. The Umineko manga expressions are absolutely amazing. Raw, detailed, the anount of time spent on those illustrations is obvious, up there with the original style.

Anime: It's alright.

That said, the expressions of Umi are stunning, which makes sense considering how gritty and fucked up the story can be at times, nothing beats the little laugh that accompanies these expressions in the visual novel.

(Original Novel) Finally, while the backgrounds in the novel can be pretty simple, Ryukishi truly does his best with what he has and works with, and I think the simple backgrounds work well to not detract focus from the characters and text, however I wish he made the glass shatter screen transition a bit less abrupt?

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That covers everything I feel like I should discuss, next I'll be taking a retrospective look at Episode 1 of Umineko...Legend of the Golden Witch.

I think one or two posts a day covering a episode will be how I'll write the rest of this review, I hope you enjoy!

- Jupiter.

As some last notes, feel free to interact with me in dms or asks or anything! I'd love to discuss this story with anyone because hearing differing opinions or just bonding over media is one of my favorite things! I'd love to make friends

This of course is all opinion and not objective! I love seeing different views and all opinions are valid to me!

Have a nice day!

[crowleyanthonys]

Content creator 2021 wrapped tag game

Cut this into what works for you. Want to do only one instead of five? Do it. Tag 2 people? Do it. This game is not your mum or the Apple App store to tell you what to do. But there are a couple of rules:

RULE 1: Review your creations over 2021. Tag some gifmakers/creators, friends and strangers to get them to do the same.

RULE 2: Link to the content, commentary optional.

5 (or more!) creations from others that made you smash the reblog button hard, closely followed by your ‘insp’ tag or ‘fave tag’. Link to sets that started conversations, outstanding composition, coloring, etc.

4 creations of which you’re proud. These are goals you scored. Nothing to do with notes.

3 creations others loved. Include the one that got most notes, great comments, or the classic ‘how dare you!’

2 creations that stretched you as a creator: style, coloring, blending, text, etc. include the one that should have got more notes.

1 creation of yours that you find most aesthetically pleasing to the eye and self AND 1 creation that broke and (maybe remade you) as a creator – we all have that one.

0 the creation that never was because nothing was working that day.

No need to be tagged to do this. Share what you all liked and made this year!!!

Overall comment on your creativity year 2021 ->

I saw so many others participating in this, so I decided to do the same!

5 (or more!) creations from others that made you smash the reblog button

@ghiblisdaily okay tagging your main so that you see this but the way that you color animation on your @animeshojo blog??? is so pretty!  I love this Kimi no na wa Your Name gifset especially!  I find animation so hard to color, but the gifset is so crisp, the colors are so vibrant, and you make the sunlight shine even brighter???  Gorgeous, my dear Annie!!! 😍

@maria7potter I’m so obsessed with your blog???  Good Omens and Broadway? 😍  I think you make some of the prettiest gifsets in the gomens fandom, tbh!  I absolutely love your an angel that looks very much in love with a demon gifset, not only for making me want to cry, but also for how you colored it?  Those scenes you chose are some of the hardest scenes to color, imo, but the whole gifset looks so beautiful!!  Amazing work! 👏  (also I want to shout out your gomens + great comet set for the sole reason that it made me scream when I saw it--great comet is my favorite musical and combining my two favorite things in one post gave me a moment 😭 )

@bidoctor I have always admired your gifs, Jelena, and remember going through your own wwditsedits tag when I first got into the show!  I especially love your Nadja + favorite moments pt 1 post!  I hope to start making gifs of this show at some point, but am sort of intimidated by how darkly lit all of the sets are lol but this gifset in particular is so bright and rich in color, I’m really impressed! 👏  Also, I want to shout out your nature series, which contains 30 gorgeous posts!!! You have always had a talent with vibrant color in your content ❤        

@meliorn I have admired your work for such a long time, and it was really hard to choose just one gifset to shout out, but your GTKM Meme: Family Dynamics: The Rose Family gifset is just perfect! 😍👏  This set is a wonderful summary of the show and the Roses’ growth of not just a family, but as characters too, and I absolutely love the quotes that you chose! 🥺 I cannot imagine how long this took you to make, but it is always impresses me every time I see it!  The colors are outstanding as well! (I also really love your Crowley + colours series, btw!)

@lady-arryn I remember being so stunned when I first saw your Austen but with wlw gifset!  I’m still obsessed with this set almost a year later 😍 The soft colors, the layering, the fonts!!!  It’s beautiful and romantic! 🥰  We cannot have enough wlw content in the Austen fandom, so thank you for contributing more to our favorite ships that don’t always receive content or recognition!!    

4 creations of which you’re proud.

Anathema + red & purple--probably my favorite gifset that I created this year, tbh!  I wanted to create something fall/Halloween inspired, and I think I did a pretty good job of creating that aesthetic with the colors?  Compared to another Anathema gifset from earlier in the year, I think I definitely developed a better handle for manipulating colors.  I just love the vibrancy of the colors that I was able to achieve in this gifset!

Aziraphale + heart eyes-- Okay, I know that it’s a simple looking gifset, but I did something small with it that I think is neat lol  I changed the color of the trees behind Aziraphale from green to red to match the red that is featured in the background in Crowley’s gif.  Every time I look at this gifset I am so proud of myself???  Such a small change made a huge difference in my opinion.  I feel like it gives the gifset a more consistent look.  Also, you know, it symbolizes that they’re in love. 😏  

the ineffable husbands + 😍 series, part 2 because this scene??? I can  never color for some reason???  Arguably the most famous scene from s1 and I can never color it properly lol  Also whenever I gif this scene, I can never color it the same way as I did the previous time.  So here, I went a different route--purple.  And it looks okay!!  I think now that I’ve grown a lot more in terms of coloring, I see other things I could have differently, but I’m still really proud of how this gifset turned out, especially for a scene that has always been challenging for me to color!  

Emma + pink--Similar to the Anathema gifset mentioned above, I’m just very proud of how I’ve stretched my abilities in terms of coloring this year!  This is a drastic improvement from this Emma gifset I made earlier in the year (which I’ll talk about in a second), and I’m so proud of how rich the colors look!    

3 creations others loved.

Aziraphale + heart eyes--although it’s a simple gifset, I’m glad people really enjoy this one!  As I mentioned above, I’m proud of the slight coloring trick I added here, and who doesn’t love this moment between A/C anyway? 🥰

Future husband meme, Crowley version--my meme sets are always super popular, so I’m not surprised that this one gained so many notes in comparison to other sets that I have spent much more time on lol  It’s okay though, I love making meme gifsets, I enjoy making people laugh!   

Future husband meme, Aziraphale version--same comment as above (although imo, this set is funnier than the Crowley version lol)

2 creations that stretched you as a creator:

knighthouse + colors--this was not the first time I had played around with colors in a gifset, but this was probably my first ambitious gifset with manipulating colors to this extent.  I think I have definitely learned a lot from creating this set, and it’s really interesting to compare this post to my most recent Emma gifset that I mentioned earlier.  Despite having to take a huge break once I started grad school this fall (and just starting to make gifs again this month), I am pretty pleased with how much I’ve grown this year in terms of coloring/manipulating color!

the ineffable husbands + 😍 series, part one in particular because I have always had difficulty gifing various scenes and making the coloring look consistent lol  I’m so used to gifing one particular moment/scenes/series of facial expressions and that is it.  Dealing with multiple scenes that may have different lighting and color schemes is something I’m still learning.  I’m still not 100% pleased with the coloring in this set, tbh, but, I’ll keep working at it!        

1 creation of yours that you find most aesthetically pleasing

I already talked about it, but the Anathema + red and purple gifset!

1 creation that broke and (maybe remade you) as a creator

Hmm, not sure how to answer this one!  Not sure if any creation really “broke” me this time (a few did in 2020, I think, though).  As you can tell, experimenting with manipulating color was the theme for my creations this year.  I think the my two posts that got me the most excited to continue exploring that within the GO fandom were my Anathema + pink and purple gifset and my Crowley + pink gifset?  I still get really sweet comments/tags on these posts, and it’s been almost a year since I posted the Crowley gifset!

0 the creation that never was because nothing was working that day.

I had a few other ineffable husbands memes planned out, as well as an angsty parallel post planned, but never had time due to grad school.  I won’t give much away in case I find the time later, so we’ll see!  

Overall comment on your creativity year 2021 ->

Looking back on 2021, I made quite a few gifsets, but probably not as much as I had in previous years due to school, which makes me sad.  I do feel a bit disconnected from the fandom at times, but this first semester made me realize that I need to create a better work/life balance for myself, so maybe I’ll do a better job at creating time for hobbies starting this upcoming semester.

Tagging (but only if you want to, of course!): @ghiblisdaily @maria7potter @bidoctor @meliorn @lady-arryn and anyone else who would like to participate!

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your art is so fluid and has a really consistent crisp style!! It reminds me of the art of a lot of older, proffesional artists/animators- some of which only really got a good grasp on anatomy and their own art style post-college. but you're out here, only 16, and you're already insanely good with anatomy and style like HOLY SHIT!! BRO im 18 and I'm still working towards being half as good as you :0 I wish you the best of luck in future art projects, especially if you're planning a career around art!

Omg you don't know how much it means hearing this from another artist or in general i- thank you?? So much???

I am indeed planning to revolve my future career around art. The main goal and dream is to work in the animation industry some day or anything character design related.

Hearing you say all of this just...brings me with so much joy and love for my own art/this community.

Thank you, really i- aaaaaa

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