#I've already cried to it even without context

[badninken]

Sanji's accent.

And there was the first "Mosshead"

They make me so damn nervous when they're real people.

[aromanticannibal]

The pattern is that people straight up do not read™. or they read a 3-5 tweet summary of what happened and treat it as if they did. or because shonen expectations based on "the classics" is bullshit and significantly rotted people's brains when deciding wether an ending is good or not.

Which could be nothing right

yeahhh. i will forever regret reading the last chapter through leaks because it was a dreadful experience, and watching everyone ever shit on it for like a week after genuinely made me want to just get off the internet forever or something because i felt like an idiot for liking the ending (all this is my fault for getting too invested in both tumblr and mha etc etc).

All the "it's rushed" and pacing complaints barely matter to me at this point because you just cannot feel the pacing of something correctly when you're reading it exclusively through leaks. you can't absorb info like that. And don't get me started on the number of complaints and criticisms I've seen of the last chapter that are just provably bullshit (I saw someone say Izuku didn't get a statue lmao. yes he did, you just read the fucking leaks and watched twitter drama unfold instead of reading the actual chapter i fear).

[kibor]

(I accept debates without any problems, I ask for education and respect <3).

Need to talk this here because no way i am the only person who think like this, but:

I HATE fans of the 2001 anime when they decide to talk about Seras. For me it's a kind of redflag when I see these guys want to say that the first Seras is better than the Ultimate one because she's more "serious, nihilistic (? wtf are u talking), intelligent" and reduce the 2006 one as a "whiny girl with big breasts who is disposable". I feel disgust, hate and want to murder anyone who says that, I've already written about Redpills co-opting Alucard as a "symbol of macho-man" (even though his character goes against EVERYTHING of that), these people are usally 5 options:

-Only consumed the 2001 and nothing else

-Only saw edits/scenes on the internet, thought it was cool to put Alucard's icon and made a larp about being a Hellsing fan

-Watched the 2 animes and read the manga, but only to do mediocre power scaling because when you actually ask about the story THEY DON'T KNOW HOW TO ANSWER ANYTHING, NOT EVEN THE BASICS OF THE BASICS OF HELLSING THAT YOU HAVE TO KNOW...

-Only watched the Abridged because it's based on the argument of "it's funnier and better than the original!!!" (lmao yes, a parody that has a humor that is the juice of 2010 and that only a few scenes save it - and even with those that are saved, they became EXTREMELY saturated by fans to the point that it's annoying when you go into a cosplayer's comment or Hellsing fanart and only have Abridged jokes)

-Or just an avowed Nazi (but that doesn't mean he's separate from the other options above, because I've seen a lot of these guys in what I mentioned in the 4 topics who have far-right attitudes in their veins)

and realize that it's usually straight men lmao.

But back to Seras, I cried watching Ultimate again after years and she is one of my favorite characters. I love both versions of her character (Gonzo's or Madhouse's), but the 2006 one has my heart because I identified with her a lot at certain moments. Seras was someone who only suffered in her life but continued to be strong and the sweetheart that she is. People think that someone who is not "serious, without emotions and feelings" is not someone strong and worthy of respect. Guys, the 2006 Seras adapts the Seras from the manga. In Ultimate and in the manga she constantly questions about the afterlife (becoming a vampire, since she is dead) and at first she couldn't dissociate herself from the "human" because it was something so sudden, she got a fucking shot in the chest at a time when she was almost going to be r**ed and killed, she was taken to Hellsing (without knowing anyone) and still has to deal with more deaths in front of her (whether caused by her or not). Do you really think she's mentally stable?

IMO, I think those scenes with Alucard where he tells Seras to forget that she was human are very important, because if you look at it from a post-humanist perspective, it makes a lot of sense, because it brings up the debate about "humanity" not being something good outside of common sense but rather as a colonialist and violent concept, which arises with the rhetoric of civilizing discourse against native peoples (as a Spanish-Brazilian, it's extremely sad to see the effects of colonialism, especially against indigenous peoples) . We notice this even more in the current context when we see how society deals with trans people, disabled people, racialized people, women and any social minority that does not follow the correct standard of "being human", all in defense of a human security system (which is just racism, patriarchy and all the ways to maintain the structures of violence that kill us every day). Alucard is disappointed when Seras doesn't drink the blood precisely because he wants her to be strong and finally independent, that she came out of that suffering as a human and can now have a new life (I don't like this reading of saying that Alucard was "enslaving her").

and that's why I like Seras from 2006, especially in the scene where she feeds on Pip to defeat Zorin, you see a new Seras indeed. You see our cute and charismatic blonde vamp finally accepting being more than human, accepting the change and wanting to protect those she loves in that chaos in London. Seras from the OVA has development, that's why I hate the guys who only like Seras from 2001 saying that she had "no development at all and only exists for the sake of existing".

(a bit of "A Cyborg Manifesto" by Donna Haraway vibes but in the Hellsing context)

It's one thing if you like the anime version of Gonzo better and that's fine, I understand and respect it (i love this version of her too), but saying that Seras from the OVA is a horrible, useless and undeveloped character really upsets me.

[mimi-is-so-horny]

okay, so... you know how sometimes a day starts lovely, and then it goes to shit? and sometimes, you feel like you've done this to yourself? actually, you have done it to yourself. anyway.

i made a point to wake up early today to make Sir and Anna breakfast and to write them a note thanking them for fucking me so well yesterday, and for being pretty much the best thing in my life right now. i felt very grateful and i know i'm very lucky. i think they appreciated that, too.

i blew the candles on my birthday cake naked on Sir's lap - i've been 25 for a couple of days, and i usually hate my birthdays, but Anna insisted we should do the whole birthday thing properly. Sir wrote me a birthday card that almost moved me to tears. He groped my tits as i blew my candles.

for context, i used to want to enter academia in combination to committing to a totally different career path. what i'm doing right now isn't even my Plan C, so of course, i feel a bit like a failure. i'd written a chapter in a book that discussed some recent developments in my field and placed them in a behavioural/institutional context - the book was published this year, and the complimentary copy they sent to authors arrived on my birthday. i should be happy, right? but i feel so defeated, and so dumb, and like this is the first and last good thing i got to do before giving up on my aspirations completely. sure, i'll still apply to enter a more commercial side of my field next year, but that's still just more "sustainable", financially, and more difficult than i thought it would be. all this effort for something i won't really value or enjoy, yuck. and what if i fail, again? anyway. Mimi's whiny ass.

so Sir asked me to read my chapter, and i said yes, sure. He wanted to "see how i think". why not, right?

He fucked me yesterday, and this morning, and at noon, and it felt so good. and now He came to my room, to tell me He read my chapter, and while i felt vulnerable i tried to look cool asking Him what He thought of it.

and He showered me in compliments, and asked me why am i here, and not at a Big Prestigious University™ doing research? i told Him that's why i tried, and the Big Prestigious University™ didn't do shit for Mimi in a post-covid job market where she had to care for her family and couldn't work Prestigious Unpaid Internships™. and still, with no network or real mentors that cared more about guiding me than fucking me, or plagiarising me (lol), my options narrowed. and He knew that, so why was He asking me? and then He asked more questions, and i got increasingly angry and i cried and told Him to leave my room, please. well, at least He did.

so now i have to go downstairs and apologise for lashing out at Him for essentially caring. that was just me projecting - how mad i am at myself for failing, and for giving up, and and for being too lazy to try again - on Him. but i also don't want to do that, because i can only taste how i'm not working in the city i want, and how the people i work for are surprised when i can introduce better corrections than them, and how i am a grown woman that is already bitter about not being where she wanted to be. how i pretend to have given up, when in reality i'm still kind of grieving the people i thought i could be, and realising it can always get worse. am i making myself into a victim: poor-me, poor-me? or am i entitled to my anger and sadness? i don't know, and Sir knows something sad happened to me without my consent, a long while ago - so what if He sees me as a victim, too? am i really that stupid and that passive? what if i'm wasting His time, too?

i don't think i use kink as a coping mechanism or as a distraction; i'm just happy it's an area of my life i'm currently getting exactly what i want, exactly in my own terms and limits - i've rarely gotten that much respect and reciprocity in "vanilla world" - be it work, or education, or friendships. but that fact also makes me sad. why can't i have some of the things i want, sometimes? why was it "Rejection Letter"+"Your Flatmate Lost Your Cat And Now Won't Help Or Speak To You"+"Your Supervisor Wants To Fuck You And He's Angry Now!"+"Your Family Is Asking For Money, Again!!!", and not, like, slightly better? it's hard to feel empowered now. that sad six-year-old is here again, and she wants good stuff i don't know how to give, because i'm out of fucking candy (or, y'know, drugs. because i don't do that shit anymore).

anyway, that will be a difficult conversation. and i feel sorry for Him, for having to deal with me.

well, that was a very self-centred ramble by a fairly self-centred person, so i'm sorry if you read this? but also it was your choice to do so, meh. drink water, wear sunscreen.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for moving on from a relationship that literally just ended?

Context:

I (21) recently broke up with my partner (22) of 4 years. Recently being about a week ago. And I really want to move on but I'm worried about how that looks from the outside.

But the thing is... we broke up due to emotional neglect. After stringing me along for a year, after an incident last year brought these feelings that had already been slowly building to a head for the first time, (a year that I spent begging to be more than an afterthought in their life), they finally told me they just didn't want to be emotionally present, so I called it quits.

After a year of begging to be seen, feeling ignored, feeling alone even when with my partner, only ever mattering if I was being funny or crying, I feel like I'm justified in being over it even though we haven't technically been broken up for all that long. I've cried enough over it, I put my life on hold hoping they would do what they said they would, and now I'm frustrated and tired of being upset. I want to take steps to move on with my life, such as: working on myself, trying to process and let go of these feelings, remove them from my life, make new friends, and maybe even try to meet someone new when I feel ready.

But I'm worried about how that looks from the outside, especially without the context of how I was treated. I don't want people to think I'm as emotionless as them for moving on quickly (literally I could hear them laughing in the other room all night after we broke up, I'm not like that I just want to move on)

And the worst part is I still feel all this guilt despite knowing that while the breakup was utterly shattering to me, it was an inconvenience at best to them.

So... AITA for trying to move on?

What are these acronyms?

[strwbrryvagabond]

wanted to get on here and yap about American Girl for some reason today

I'm far from a brand loyalist, and honestly, I was shocked I didn't grow up with the off-brand dolls you could get at Walmart or Target since I grew up poor until recently when my mom informed me that I would save money up for months and months at a time so that I could buy the dolls, and my parents only even actually purchased one for my birthday once we started to do a bit better financially, and after they saw how much I loved and took care of the dolls

I bought accessories for them myself as well, both from the actual company and from other brands like Target and Walmart ones, and even paid my mom to order me a bunk bed for them off of Etsy or something because I was so distraught that they didn't all have their own beds.

Anyways, I know brands are bad and stuff, and American Girl is not without faults and controversies, but tbh those dolls really shaped me as a kid, like I intentionally bought Rebecca Rubin as my first doll when I was a kid after seeing her in a catalog that we got sent by mistake because she was Jewish and looked like me. I had never seen a doll or character, or pretty much anything at that age who was Jewish like me and looked like me, and she wanted to be an actress, and at the time, I also wanted to act

I took that doll very literally everywhere, half the pictures of me from that age, she's tucked under my arm in a different outfit, her hair as well taken care of as I could manage for being so little. I accidentally messed up one of her curls while trying to fix her hair, and I cried for like a solid half an hour until my mom helped me fix it. even after I got other dolls, all of which I still loved and took care of religiously, Rebecca was the one who came everywhere with me

I'd already been a big reader before that, which is a whole other post, but I devoured those books, and I totally blame them for my current love of learning history and historical fiction. and the different dolls were all depicted as activists and feminists, and do not get me wrong here (I say on the 'taking things out of context' website) they were far from perfect with their diversity and activism, like oh jeez they did some very questionable things sometimes, but for the early 2000s and 2010s? revolutionary

the store closest to me closed a little before my birthday last year. I didn't know that it was even happening, and honestly probably still wouldn't have known if I hadn't been shopping with my friends at that mall like two weeks before my birthday since that was the only day we could all make work. Despite not having touched my dolls in a while, everything was super on sale, and I had been planning on taking Rebecca to college with me, so I figured I might buy her an outfit or something.

while the store was pretty ransacked, I was shocked and, no joke, teary-eyed over how many things they had for different cultures, different religions, and how many little girls I saw in there with big starry eyes looking at a doll that looked like them

I ended up buying a Channukkah outfit, and one of the friends I was with convinced me to, against my nature, let them buy a Lunar New Year outfit for me as well, which almost made me cry again. What really did it was seeing one of the previous Girls of the Year, Corrine Tan. Oh my gosh if they had had her when I was a little girl, she would've gone right beside Rebecca with how obsessed I was with her. I don't think I've mentioned it here before, but as a kid, I LOVED Mulan, and when I went to Disney World and the dress up boutique they had, I was DEVASTATED that they didn't have a Mulan costume. I latched onto her so hard for a very similar reason that I latched onto Rebecca so hard; because even though she wasn't the same ethnicity as me, Mulan was Asian, and so am I. I wore out I think three burned copies of that movie I watched it so often

I'm just weirdly sadder than I expected that American Girl is closing so many stores and not making as many sales I guess. I'm really fighting being a brand loyalist right now, because there are about a million other brands that make super similar dolls that I'm sure little kids all over loved, it's just always stuck with me that they at least seem to care about representation in the stories they make for these dolls

I mean, it clearly impacted me growing up, and I think it was for the better. I remember reading Addy's book being one of the first times I was exposed to the idea of children being slaves because they obviously didn't talk about that in an elementary school in the 2010s. I really just wanted to get all of my thoughts out, I've been thinking about it a lot recently since I took Rebecca to college, and I've now been hearing stories from girls who see her in my room about what doll or what toy shaped them as a child. Very excited to dress her up for Channukkah when it comes around, and tbh I've been looking for more outfits for her online. I just want her to be something I take with me throughout my life I guess. I mean, I took her everywhere when I was little, so it kinda feels wrong not to take her with me on this super big part of my life.

yeah anyways uh, if you had one of these dolls go... idk kiss em on the forehead or something. remind the toys that shaped you that you love them for what they did for you and all that. yap session over

[lapetitemxrt]

Dance + Drabble (first word that came to mind hope thats ok!)

"Dance? What interest could you have in dance?" Arthur Hellsing was not the most supportive surrogate parent, at least not verbally. Despite his query, he'd already found and hired dance instructors. He just needed to make a point of being a total ass about it. Walter had added the request to Arthurs daily agenda surreptitiously last week and was surprised when his request was honored. Walter, though young, was not perturbed by his words anymore. It was difficult to take the drunkard seriously. He stood at his position, behind and to the side of the man, eyes flickering to Arthur to scan his expression before he answered. "A well rounded education makes for a well rounded gentleman." It was an easy response and not wholly a lie. Walter did want to have an illustrious and thorough skillset, knowing the culture of Hellsing and it's associates. He wanted to be taken seriously. "Dancing isn't exactly an education as I'd quantify it. You sure there isn't someone you'd like to impress?" Walter was only 11 now but Arthur only knew how to relate to anyone when it came to (put gently) romantic partnership. Walter was uninterested, wholly and completely. He had enough of loving anyone, since his sister and parents were gone. Part of his brain turned off when someone even made the suggestion.

"Who is there to impress? I simply want an opportunity to learn something different. My fa-... I've heard that physical learning is just as important as academics."

He realized dance wasn't exactly the most obvious path to an exciting reputation, but his draw to it was practical. He was training to be a Hellsing operative now, and he had some large shoes to fill after the departure of his late father.

Those shoes danced.

They danced ballroom, they did the Charleston, the Foxtrot and the Tango. They danced Jitterbug and swing. They danced with him, with his mother before she died.

And they danced to the tune of his hunt. Danced to the cries of his prey. Something Walter knew little of until somewhat recently, but was wholly consumed in learning about. His father was, had been, the most prolific killer of Vampires that Hellsing had known and the dance was an important part of his own education. It had honed his reflexes and his senses to the point of being a lethal weapon in and of himself.

Arthur snorted, sprinkling ash from the edge of his cigar, and shook his head. "There's always someone to impress, Walter. Lover or Enemy, we always want them to be impressed." Ah. Perhaps Arthur wasn't as clueless as Walter thought. This rendered Walter momentarily speechless. Something stretched between them here, some nameless understanding he didn't want but was ultimately grateful for. "Either way, Sir, I feel dance will enhance my education. I appreciate your generosity with th--" "Not generosity. It's an investment." Arthur always tried to shut him down when he tried to be grateful. Walter knew better, but he smiled and nodded. "Of course, Sir. I think Dinner is nearly done, shall I check the kitchens?"

He got nothing in return but a grunt as Arthur turned his attention to a paper, which he took to mean yes. He left without further speaking, and it was clear the two of them wanted to divest from the underlying current in this conversation. They both missed his father, in whatever context Arthur could have missed him. Walter knew they would often talk and drink after his mothers death but he was sure the hookers he ordered gave him decent enough company, though he supposed not much talking happened then. In any case, Walter would begin his dancing education and pursue it with just as much enthusiasm as he had to the rest of his studies.

[ehh-is-the-name]

Pulling all this from me notes app yesterday:

Cobs and Mephone4 really are one in the same and I hate that ii16 ep proves it. Mephone uses the show as a form as escapism and Cobs ended up doing the same. They were always in cahoots. Like father like son and all but this is a lot to take in. The fact that MePhone slightly did what Cobs did to him. He created sentient beings with his purposes in mind, sure not to colonize a place, but still with a purpose in mind. He shaped the contestants into what he wanted them to be to have fun but still. Just because the method and purposes were different both Cobs and Mephone made sentient beings for their own purposes, and now they use them both for entertainment. This makes Mephone even worse than he already is- and as a Mephone apologist it's already pretty fuckin' hard. Like this just makes things so much fucking worse. Damn... Guess him and Airy are more alike than I first thought. Ahhh it's like ONE all over again but the opposite. Instead of context making him better it's making him worse- step the fuck back augh.... I might just pull a post-ONE 18 fan move and just ignore the finale. Every single fanfic that tried to be as canon accurate as they could is now fiery fanon. Which is still good, but Maaannn. Can't have shit in the OSC these days. Twists at every corner and not the good kind. I say that but I probably wouldn't be mad if I wasn't drowning in "fanon I consider canon" juice. Wait is that why the contestants could see the gemories? Since they weren't real to begin with?

Hope y'all know that I cried like twice between writing that on the 7th and now, and now I'm fucking sick because my immune system can't handle my waterworks-

"Drowning in 'fanon I consider canon' juice" is an understatement. To all ii fic writers our there, keep your headcanons please- I'm begging! Don't let the canon kill you, you're right to me </3 And man, this whole thing has me dying for real. To pull lines from Taco Tirade, I've lost more than I've gained, but I also know that feeling double crossed is part of dealing with a loss. When they said we weren't ready, they could never prepared me for that bombshell.

I've got so many questions.... Does Mepad know? I mean from the way he begins to care about the contestants and Toilet makes me think not and other scenes, but I can't be sure of anything anymore. Is Mephone kinda a dad but not? Are the contestants fully controlled by Mephone or is it a situation like Cobs and Mephone, where the creator gives free will only for things to go awry? I think it's the second one (I'm groveling to the OSC overlords that it's the second one.)

Once Mephone got his memory back he knew just how behind everything Cobs was because he himself knew the extent of the show... Side tangent, Mephone is a great actor then, grade A top of the line. Probably gets it from his dad, given the theatrical performance we saw- But no really, Mephone IS smart, a lot smarter than he gives himself credit for honestly. Even if I don't believe he was puppeteering the contestants, he still made a diverse cast of characters and subtlely brought them together and tore them apart all without him hinting to the audience that he knew he made them. Sure the hints came along the way, but not directly from Mephone. Or at least I don't think so, please feel free to prove me wrong about that- I seriously don't know anything about this show anymore.

acutally going through the stages of grief because of a parody iphone- wtf is living. Am I even real?

[webwanderer]

WIP Ivantill fic?!

I tried to cook something Ivantill related, headcanon story post Round 6. Based on my and other fans theories. I just wrote this part but I plan to expand it way more. I just wanted to have a feedback before going on with the fic🙏

(I know this is lacking context so far, pls spare me)

TW: indirect SA mention, slight gore description.

Till's POV

As sudden as a bolt from the blue, I felt a shiver run down my spine. Something cold as ice breezed over my nape and a sharp tingle roared along my nerves, paralysing me there where I was sitting. Still as a statue, I held my breath. Or better, my lungs refused to inflate, my ribs acting as a cage for my squirming meat. I could feel my flesh melt to putty. The muscles of my  thigh were melting off of my femur, and all I could do was sit there and witness my body liquefy. Terror set in as I felt a large palm envelope my forearm. A visceral scream filled my mind. That hand was burning a deep mark on my skin. I was suddenly drowning in a white blaze that was hungrily devouring me whole. The flames were dancing around me and I could not breathe, the air lit on fire the last parts of my body that weren't already inflamed. 

There was no way out of that hell.

Until, I felt a hand wrap around my chin and a velvet thumb gently rubbing my cheek. I opened my eyes and looked up. There I saw some dark iris gazing down at me. For a moment, the scorching fire vanished, the noise made by the cries in my head calmed down, and I could finally breathe again. 

There, I realized how soft his hands could feel. 

Ivan sat next to me.

«Are you ok?» He asked me.

I looked at my arm: there was nothing but fair skin. Despite not seeing any trace, I could still feel the weight of forceful fingers engulfing my frame. At that moment I stood there lifeless, frail, thin as an ink stained piece of paper abandoned by a taunted poet who lost his inspiration. I didn't know what to do with myself.

I hesitated.

«Cheer up, Till.»

Ivan's POV

It had been a few hours and Till disappeared from the cafeteria of the Base without mutterings a word. I was sitting at one of the many metallic tables, staring mindlessly at my empty mug. I was brought back to reality when a warm hand touched my shoulder and I felt a presence sitting next to me. At the corner of my eye I was able to catch a glimpse of shiny pink locks and a pair of glossy emerald eyes. I tuned to face Mizi.

«I think he's in his room. He must still be metabolizing everything that happened. It will be hard, but I'm sure he'll manage to go back to his hot-headed self.» she said with half a smile.

Even though her eyes wanted to scream the opposite.

I nodded slightly and laid my attention back on the lonely cup.

It didn't matter that Mizi and I were on good terms, the silence created between us two started to fit uncomfortably tight on me.

«Er-um… Ivan, I was thinking that maybe» I listened attentively, despite still looking at the mug, «you could go and check on him?» she rushed the last part of the sentence. 

I understood her, though. This situation must have been really awkward. Still I wonder how could I look so calm. The reality was that, earlier, as I was staring at that stupid cup, my emotions were stirring messily inside of me. Blood and words and thoughts all mixed together to create an anxious mingle that was corroding me from within. Was it because I was worried about Till? Why did he run away to his room like that? Or maybe it's what happened in our round? Why did I do it? How could I do it?

I was meant to die. I was meant to die and save Till. Touch him, fake an aggression, be disqualified, lose. But I've never been strong enough. When it came to him, I could never control myself. And so I kissed him. I fucking kissed him. And I hated it. I hated myself. I forced him to kiss me. I forced the ungovernable spirit I adored to follow an order. How fucking egoist,  hypocritical. Perhaps I'm actually no different from Them. I'm just a sack of scum. I had promised myself to never show this side of me. My love should have stayed a secret. Among the exhausting demands of our owners, the relentless routines and the abuse, my love is now one of the many burdens that Till has to carry. I'm one of the deadweight that saddles him. I went too far.

I was about to explode, when Mizi arrived and woke me up from my brooding.

«I can go and check on him» I answered back. 

I didn't let my emotions transpire. I  wanted to spare Mizi, at least. She already lost Sua, she didn't need my emotional baggage as well.

I got up and left the Cafeteria. I was directed towards the dorms, towards his room, when suddenly I heard a distant humming. I walked fast and reached the end of the corridor, on my right the way to our dormitory, on the left the provenance of that faint melody. I followed my hearing. A few steps and I saw a small bench in front of me. A shady figure sitting on it, not facing me. I slowly approached the shadow, entranced by its voice like an eager seaman bewitched by a siren. Once the sound became intelligible, I immediately recognized the boy in front of me. Till was sitting alone, looking out one of the windows of the Base and humming some song.

Apparently he was too immersed in his song and didn't hear me.

Without thinking, I stretched out my hand to touch the back of his neck.

He jumped under my touch, freezing on his seat. With my palm I reached under his chin and held his face. With that action I hoped to show him that I was no harm. My figure was towering over him from behind, when he turned his face upwards to meet mine.

There, I realized how soft his gaze could feel. 

Pale as a ghost but cheeks lit red, eyes puffy and melancholy frowned brows. He was staring at me as he just witnessed death. 

I sat down next to him. I asked him if he was okay. He didn’t look okay. I briefly recalled something.

「«Do you have anything to say to your next opponent?»」

«Cheer up, Till.»

A.N. Tbh I'm very proud of this and could go on a 1h rant explaining my writing choices but I'll refrain from doing that (for now). Anyway, I wanna hear your opinions to see if some of yall would be interested in a full fic🙏

Also tell me if the way events are told is digestible enough. Like, I tried not to write a boring linear story but give it a little spice, but idk maybe I went a bit overboard with it lol.

[fandom-hoarder]

Considering OP is yelling at ppl to leave them alone when questioned on specifics because a post that says “the grooming in spn fandom is insane” (specifically Wincest) was “not a callout” and only “a legitimate safety concern” about “a space is known for well you know”, they are not worth the time. They also reacted very rudely to an anon who only wanted to apologize for following them (thinking that OP was anti Wincest and trying to respect OP’s boundaries). Just not worth it.

[I held onto this in my drafts for a day, but I think I'm just gonna publish it after all. Even though v did a much better job of addressing the op directly, imo, I'm not interacting with the op. I'm also going to gather screenshots in a posterity post, but it will likely be unrebloggable.]

Hmm, I debated publishing this ask, because I'm really just. So tired. And annoyed. And it's not a great combination for tact. Nevertheless...

I haven't seen the yelling myself, just avoidance and redirection. Flippancy. But maybe it's happening in a space I can't see, or between people I've blocked, idk. If so, it sounds a lot like it IS January 2023 redux 🙃🙃🙃 -- I HAVE seen it now, and my suspicion still stands, though still not 100%.

People need to stop making such serious accusations when they refuse to back it up. Words fucking mean things. Saying a certain sector of the fandom--that ostensibly you're also a part of?--has a problem with grooming and is stupid...that was NOT worded in a way to help people stay safe. It was worded like a vague callout post to scare people. We've seen those before. 🙄

A post that was actually concerned about grooming in online spaces *in general* would list some things to be aware of, things to recognize, tips for getting out of a situation. But no, it's this vaguepost without anything specific, with the one question in the notes asking for an explanation or if it's sarcasm-- unanswered [eta: well maybe they responded and I can't see it, since I realized I had op blocked]-- and one reblog from a person who claims it wasn't about wincesties specifically, when it demonstrably WAS??

So who is doing it, and where/how? I don't necessarily think it's a good idea to make public posts with names that devolve into personal beef and worse, but if someone is making the accusation that there's a grooming problem in the fandom they need to come with receipts or at the very least descriptions of the situation??

This isn't cutesy. You know exactly what anon is talking about, as shown later. Reblogging the post unaltered gives at least the appearance of agreeing with it as written.

This isn't to make light of! You reblogged it.

This isn't helpful.

If there was no one specific, why reblog a post specifically about the wincest fandom having insaneeee grooming? It wasn't "just in general." It's not a joke, yet this reply looks entirely unserious.

I am too old to keep seeing this type of shit go through the fandom at regular intervals, especially when it's so often a false accusation based on interpersonal drama. The only purpose this serves is riling up the dash. It's exhausting, and waters down the gravity of the accusation by making it a phrase that cries wolf.

I'm not even saying outright that the post is a LIE; just that it has seriously similar markers of past drama that was approximately 90% unaddressed purity culture biases about fiction, 9% interpersonal beef, and 1% actual concern for a human being who was an adult, but young. And it led to the utter gutting of fandom, loss of acquaintances, deletion of a glut of fic-- all due to smearing the reputation of a writer by using horrible UNTRUE AND INCENDIARY ACCUSATIONS.

So I'm sure many of you already understand why I take umbrage with these types of posts! Who knows if it's about fiction or something real? 🤷‍♀️

And since there's no further context to be found, the way it LOOKS on the dash is that someone is taking creeper!Dean too seriously. It could be about something else, but who knows.

[clawbehavior]

Hi and happy new year 🌺🌺🌺

For the wip game:

I'm really intrigued to know more about these : 3,8 and 13 (sorry for being greedy 😅)

Please

happy new year anon!

not only do i love that you asked about more than one WIP (i am greedy with you), i loooove these choices because i just updated the work that is #3, so i'm knee deep in it emotionally. it's 'everything everywhere all at once', my money lender au! i have 5-10 drafts going at any time for this story because writing a new chapter helps me simplify the plot. then i have to write that down and cross reference against the clues i already published.

eeaao is very dear to my heart because it was my second foray into fanfic writing after more than a decade and my first multi chapter work. i get a unique thrill from reader engagement with it. finishing it is going to be a life accomplishment for me because of the amount of time i've spent on it (a year) and the very real plans i made in september to discontinue it. we're all good now though, with things finally falling into place for the remaining 1.5 chaps.

i'm posting a snippet from y's take on things which is his version of eeao, made unique by the context he brings to their interactions. i love this scene so much that i actually use it as a treat, telling myself i can publish it only if i finish the main work lmao. so i'm THRILLED you asked about it anon, thank you 🥰🥰

i will reply to the other WIPs in your asks shortly but for now, enjoy the snippet under the break.

after the breakup, yohan has wet dreams like never before. he dreams of gaon. of laying him on the bed with reverant hands and tying him to it so he can't leave. of ravishing him while gaon moans and cries and begs for more. of releasing gaon at the end, only for him to climb into yohan's lap greedy for kisses and with whispered promises that he'll never leave, that he'll stay by yohan's side no matter what. because he loves yohan.

the dreams are incomprehensible without a structured timeline or form. he cooks for gaon and feeds him with his hands in some. he binds gaon's wrists together under the younger man's besotted gaze in another. they drive down an endless road at night, gaon curled into the passenger seat, his forever companion. 

only once does yohan dream something so terrible that he does something unbelievably cruel in real life to offset the feeling and leads a man to believe his family is burning alive in their home to prove a point. and the thing he dreams of is raising a family with gaon. 

he wakes up thrashing, in sweat stippled sheets twisted around his waist and legs. stumbles out of bed and into clothes and away from a home saturated with gaon's presence. for two whole weeks after that, he avoids his house. isaac picks up on this strange energy within the first week, becomes downright meddlesome by the third. yohan rebuffs his well-intentioned efforts and throws himself into his work, into the hunt, the remaining stronghold of his life because it's where gaon cannot be found. 

or so he thinks. he's just wrapped up a successful negotiation that gives him significant editorial oversight over a prominent but heavily indebted news company, and is leaving the VIP section of the club when he sees him. gaon's on the lower floor, sound and strobing lights separating him from yohan. he's sitting on a bar stool, talking to another man. being propositioned, it's obvious. the man has his hands jammed in his pockets but has leaned close, eagerly making a point and staring at gaon with a desire yohan knows well. 

how could he not? gaon looks lovely, even though he's tied up in a suit while everyone around him is in clubbing clothes. he's swirling his drink one handedly and listening with his head cocked to the side, inviting but not reciprocating. 

from his vantage point on the upper floor, yohan catalogues all this in the brief look he allows himself. then he walks straight out of the bar and to his waiting car. he'd let gaon so could live his life. without yohan. ergo, with someone else. 

yohan's many things, but what he's not is unselfaware. so he doesn't bother berating himself in the time it takes to switch his attire for a different kind of hunting outfit, black sweats and a hoodie. 

gaon's place looks the same, yohan notes from where he's hidden by the shadows across the street. it's also dark. 

which doesn't mean anything, he tells himself with a faint tinge of desperation. gaon could've gone bar hopping. but yohan remembers the closed line of his body even as let the man come too close, how gaon's wrists were concealed by two layers when he bared his skin willingly for yohan. 

maybe yohan wasn't as self aware as he told himself.

this line of thought is immediately blown apart when gaon rounds the bend with his friend, cheeks flushed by alcohol and the cold. yohan crushes his cigarette under his sneaker and stares hungrily. gaon catches yoon soohyun when she stumbles -- a show, yohan thinks meanly, given how sturdy her boots are -- and pulls her into an affectionate one-armed hug, tugging her up the stairs and into his apartment. 

soohyun is my oldest and closest friend, yohan recalls as he watches the house. the bedroom light turns on. we're not romantically involved, nor have we ever been. 

platonic, yohan reminds himself. but a platonic friend could fill a sexual need just fine, albeit insufficiently. this is good, he decides. it means gaon's moving on. somewhat. and not with the stranger from the bar.

he's not fooling himself that the thought of gaon pushed up against his kitchen counter by someone else, for someone else to undo his tie inbetween laughing kisses and mess up his carefully styled hair, tug his shirt out of his trousers filled yohan with sick violence. it was the sex, but it was more than that. it was knowing how unselfconscious and uninhibited gaon was during sex. the experience opened him up in such a way that a part of him sunk into his surroundings, including the body of his lover. yohan felt it every time he left gaon, that gaon had deposited a piece of himself in yohan's hands, permanently changing them both in the process.

the lights in the bedroom go out. 

yohan swallows. 

a moment later, the living room lights turn on, a lithe frame passing near the windows before everything goes dark again. it means he hasn't moved on yet, yohan thinks, drawing his armor around himself again. but the hurt comes from deep within, a feeling breaking him apart like a tree root piercing concrete. 

yohan should've pushed him away earlier. before he got attached. he slinks into the alley and heads home, feeling worse than better.

and then one day, just as chaotically as gaon walked out of yohan's life, he walks back in.

[acacia-may]

9, 27, 69 and 83 for the ask game, please?

Hi there, friend! Thank you so much for the ask! I'd be delighted to answer these questions for you 🥰

9. In an ideal world where you’re already super successful and published, would you want to see a tv or movie adaptation of your work? why or why not?

Honestly, I'm very private about my original fiction and am not sure I would ever want it to be published, so I have never actually thought about this before, and I honestly don't know if I'd want to see it adapted for screen. I think a lot of book to screen adaptations aren't very thoughtful or respectful to the source material so I guess it would depend on who was making it and why. It would be flattering if someone loved my work enough to make an adaptation of it, but I think I'd only be okay with it if it was done out of genuine love for the source material even if our interpretations were different (death of the author and all that...😅) rather than just a soulless cash-grab.

27. Do you share rough drafts or do you wait until it’s all polished? And who do you share them with?

Yes. I always try to get someone to read over a rough draft before I post it anywhere, especially if I am feeling iffy about it. That's generally @randomsprinkles the world's dearest editor who reads most of my work even when it's in really rough shape and will always tell me what to cut out, change, or fix! 😊 I have shared some rough drafts (or snippets of them) with other fandom friends/fellow fic writers too (especially if they write for the same characters or relationships), and I'm very grateful for their feedback and always try to thank them in my author's notes. 💖

I'm not super protective or secretive over my rough drafts, but I do get embarrassed sharing them sometimes especially when they're not polished at all. I have had some ridiculous typos before and it's nice to see those get caught & corrected, but I always feel sheepish about the fact someone actually read that silly mistake. 😅

69. How do you write emotional scenes? Do you ever feel what the characters feel?

Oh absolutely. I think my writing tends to be deeply introspective when it comes to the characters, and it's always my goal especially when writing a deeply vulnerable and emotional scene to really get in touch with how that character is feeling.

I think when it comes to these really intense scenes, my writing process is a bit like method acting. I'll take a step back from my draft, close my eyes, (often times) listen to music that takes me to this particular moment in the story, and really try to get into the headspace of the character whose POV I'm writing in by pretending I am them in a way (like I'm an actor portraying them in a play) to get in touch with those deep emotions and purposely try to feel what they feel. I think I always personally feel emotionally moved when I write these scenes, but it take a very special one to earn real tears from me. But I have definitely cried a couple of times while writing, and I almost always take that a sign that the character whose POV I'm writing in is crying in that moment.

For example, there's a moment in "Am I Ready For Love? Or Maybe Just a Best Friend" where the POV character finally opens up about his deeply painful grief, but he's trying to be so strong and fighting back the tears. As I'm writing this scene, I get to this one line and just start weeping, and I stop and think to myself: "This is it. This is where he can't hold those tears back anymore and just starts crying because it's all so overwhelming." And that became one of my personal favorite lines I think I've ever written in anything (though it's probably more moving in context): "But…but mostly I think it’s just that I wanted to be with her forever, and”—there was a hitch in his voice as tears began to pool in his eyes again—“even now, all these years later, I guess I…I just still don’t know what forever looks like without her.”

In short though, I do think I empathize a lot with the characters that I write, especially when I'm writing from their point of view. Even if I haven't personally experienced their exact struggles. I feel their pain, and it deeply moves me. As a writer, I hope that I can convey that to anyone that reads my work and that they'll be moved to. I take no joy in making readers cry (and always try to apologize for it), but honestly, there is no greater compliment than knowing that something I wrote moved someone so much.

83. Less is more or more is more?

It really depends. I do tend to be really, really wordy so I suppose it would make me a little bit of a hypocrite if I didn't say more is more. But I genuinely feel that less is more in a lot of specific circumstances such as when it comes to descriptions of things. When I first started writing I would spend whole paragraphs describing people's clothes or the exact layout of the rooms they were in, but as I've grown as a writer, I have done less and less of that because I feel it's unnecessary and just bogs down my narrative. So it just kind of depends. But I do tend to ramble on and on so... 🤷‍♀️ I'm not sure if I have a good answer for this one lol 😅

[deityofforsakenfates]

Idk if you're planning to do the Dirty A-Z ask but IF you can I'd love to know about Uthorim. All of them.

A - Alone time (how do they get off when they’re all by themselves? do they watch porn, is it all in their imagination, do they jerk off, do they use toys?) 

Often, alot, Uth has a powerful libido and doesn't like putting off needs unless absolutely necessary. They use a mix of porn/imagination depending on whats available. For the most part it's just his hands, not really well versed in the toy space.

B - Bondage (do they like it? do they not? do they prefer to be the one being tied or the one doing the tying?) 

Uth doesn't mind it, it does something for him a bit but it is a HUGE trust thing for him. Only those closest to him could ever even think about bringing it up.

C - Crying (is it a turn on? a turn off? do they cry during sex? have they cried during sex? what was the reason?) 

I suppose it depends on the context. Like if it's an emotional love type of thing he does cry but he's isn't super into the like "I'm going to bring you to tears" type of thing if that makes sense. He very much wants things to be pleasant and happy.

D - Dominance (do they prefer to dominate, or be dominated? do they have experience as a Dom? Do they have a Dom that they trust already? What kind of things do they enjoy as/with their Dominant partner?) 

I suppose he would be a soft Dom but also is open to being dommed himself. Uth loves making his parter squirm and cum multiple times.

E - Extra info (any other fetishes? feet? leather? role playing? blood? fantasies that they might want to experience not on this list?)

Despite being very physically needy Uth isn't super experienced. More book smart than street smart. He is very open to trying new things especially if his partner is comfortable with it/desires it.

F - Food play (do they like using food in the bedroom? are there any foods they prefer to use during sex or foreplay? any they’d like to try?)

Food is a must for both taking care of the bodies needs and increase the experience. He would definitely pour wine down his body for someone to drink it off.

G - Group sex (would they have a threeway? four? an orgy? do they put on a show for spectators? or do they like to keep it just between them and their partner?) 

Idk if he's given it any real thought. I suppose he wouldn't be agaisnt the idea but much like being tied up alot of trust must be put into whoever is involved. He doesn't mind being watched though, it is like a "look at what you can't have." Type of thing

H - Humiliation (does degradation and insults get them hot? do they get off on humiliating someone else? what kind of humiliation is good for them?) 

Ummm it truly depends on whats being said. Like simple stuff like slut would be fine. It'd hard to say without more specifics.

I - Impact play (here’s where talking about things like spanking, paddles, canes, floggers and the like.) 

Spanking for sure 100% but much like myself he doesn't have much experience with anything more intense. The door is open but we would have to see.

J - Jelly (what kind of lube are they using? is it flavored? have they tasted it? do they prefer to use something other than real lube during sex?) 

The idea of flavored lube is still odd to me, although I've never tried it. Lube is a must though in alot of situations but isn't opposed to the use of spit or other safe fluids.

K - Kissing (what parts of their body do they like having kissed? what parts of their partner do they enjoy kissing? do they like leaving marks / having marks left on them?) 

Oh full body kissing drives him wild, his body is sensitive and loves being worshipped in such ways. Marks are a big thing to. Claiming sends him over the moon!

L - Lighting (are the lights on? off? do they have some kind of mood lighting set up?) 

He doesn't have a preference one way or the other most of the time bur does enjoy having candles going.

M - Masochism (do they like pain? scratching? biting? being bossed around? spoken down to? choked?) 

Biting is a definite yes! As is being bossed around, it's nice to let someone else be in control. Now being spoken down to like I said above is a maybe it depends. Choking is also a maybe.

N - Not yet (orgasm delay? orgasm denial? do they tell their partner not to touch themselves for a certain amount of time or under certain circumstances? do they delay or deny other things like bathroom usage or food? do they need to beg first? do they like being denied / delayed?) 

Orgasm delay is for sure a big turn on! The "wait not yet just a bit more" feeling is so so good! He very much enjoys telling his partner not to touch yet but he gets so dangerously close. That feeling where you know his touch is just seconds away but it aches when it never comes. He likes driving up the intensity.

O - Outdoor sex (have they ever done it in public? would they? where?)

Yes. It's just yes. He loves nature, the open air, the way the moonlight shines off of your body. He doesn't care where it's all on the table.

P - Photography (are cameras allowed in the bedroom? do they send nudes? do they ask for nudes? would they ever record themselves having sex / being caught up in a sexual act?) 

Nudes are definitely a thing for him. He likes knowing how much you want him and vise versa. Especially unprompted nudes. He would ask for them as often as he'd send them. Now recording themselves..I don't think he'd mind I mean he isn't ashamed of anything in that regard.

Q - Quiet please (what’s the volume like in the bedroom? are they quiet? do they scream? do they like a loud partner? do they prefer if their partner is more soft spoken?)

It just depends, he can be very vocal when it calls for it or quiet soft breaths/moans. It's all about the mood and what feels right in the moment. Like for example a intense make-out session that lead to sex would probably be loud but waking up sleepy sex would be more quiet.

R - Routine (do they have a routine when it comes to picking up one night stands? do they have scheduled sex with their partner? are things spontaneous or planned ahead of time?) 

No real routine to speak of, idk it just sounds odd in my head. If Uth wants sex he will ask/tease. Definitely a spontaneous type but I suppose the closest he'd get to planning is like a "I can't wait to have you when you get off work" type of thing.

S - Sleepy sex (do they give oral to wake their partner up? do they like receiving oral to wake up? do they like fucking their partner awake? being fucked awake? how about being fucked to sleep at night? do they have lazy morning sex?) 

All of the above. It's all so so good!!

T - Top or bottom (self explanatory…) 

100% a switch, it's all mood based.

U - Underwear (what kind of underwear do they put on in the morning, if any at all… do they own any sexy underwear or lingerie?) 

Uth sleeps in the nude almost always. Clothes are thing for going out where others would see him. As for lingerie he has some lace pieces and garden belts! Other than that he likes using furs.

V - Voyeurism (do they like to watch, or are they more hands on? are they more of an exhibitionist?) 

All of the above, he truly wants to experience it all!

W - Water (pool sex? bath / shower sex? are they into watersports at all?)

Pool/shower/ocean/etc is all on the table. He especially likes hot springs. The sensual close mature of washing and comforting his partner gets him going rather intensly. Now as for "watersports" it's not on his list of preferences but would try and satisfy a partners need to certain extents.

X - X-dressing (do they crossdress as a part of teasing / foreplay? does crossdressing turn them on? turn their partner on? do they prefer to do it or watch their partner crossdress instead? do they use other costumes? cat ears, tails, etc?) 

He'd dress up in so many differnt outfits. I mean especially once you consider AUs. He's an outfit machine.

Y - Yes, Master (what kinds of names are used during sex? do they like being called master / mistress, daddy, etc…? what names do they call their partner?) 

He is open to most names however master gives him an ick just a little bit. He is partial to prince/king/lord/ etc.

Z - Zones (what are their erogenous zones? what spots on their body should be touched, bitten, kissed, when someone wants to get them in the mood?) 

Neck, thighs, butt, chest, to be completely honest he just is an erogenous zone lol

Passing touches get him going alot too. I'm talking the "im passing by you and Oops I touched your butt/graised your hand" type flirting.

[pirateprincessyuki]

...oh OH...I was NOT prepared Rio..

I knew, I just knew going into this route it was gonna rip my heart out. I've cried so many times already. The more happy the characters seem, the deeper the pain you are hit with.

I had my suspicions. I'd pieced together the core of the story as the clues were revealed, but there's still much left unanswered. So fair warning this pic even without context is a slight spoiler.

[neckromancy]

I made a post about my current merch situation before (...I already have two new things ordered, ugh), so it feels only fair to show all art I've commissioned so far as well. I mean of my main f/o, I avoid the name cuz I don't want it to appear in the tags somehow.

I have to admit I am not proud of every order I placed, but I know that will always be the case, even with regular commissions. Still. Here's me and my guy. :3

You may have to click on them to see the whole image, tumblr crops them. I left the illustrations (stuff including background) on big because felt appropriate.

Some would require context as they may have originated from AU concepts or jokes with friends, but I'll leave you without it. Giving context for one of these would actually be a game spoiler, haha.

I also have a commission on the way of which I can tell it will be the new ultimate favourite (I cried a little when I received the sketch what can I say), but I will have to keep it hidden for a little longer even when it's finished...

I love this guy so much I can't-

Who said that. Not me.

[frickingnerd]

RWBY for the fandom ask game?

answers for the ask game under the cut!

(also my brain is mush rn so i apologize if i sound stupid while explaining anything here :') )

3 male characters I love:

my three favorite male characters are jaune arc, oscar pine & james ironwood! jaune took a while to grow on me (because of reason i'll elaborate on further down), oscar is just a sweet guy and ironwood... i might not agree with everything he does, but he's a very interesting character (just not always a good person :') )

3 female characters I love:

my three favorite rwby gals are pyrrha nikos, yang xiao long and weiss schnee. pyrrha is just such a sweet character and she deserves the world! yang is a character i kinda just vibe with, i can't quite explain what i like about her, only that i do like her. and weiss has great character development and an interesting background!

3 romantic ships I love:

i have to defend myself first and say that i'm a multishipper, so i pretty much vibe with most ships. but my three favorites have to be blake x yang, oscar x ruby and jaune and pyrrha. pyrrha x jaune is a ship i mainly like because i love pyrrha and jaune would make her happy (even if i feel like she's out of his league–). blake and yang... well, i saw the scene where they got together in volume 9 before even watching rwby and even without any context, i cried because they were just so cute 🥺 and ruby and oscar... honestly, i just like both of those characters and i haven't quite settled on what my fav ruby ship is, but i do want oscar to be happy, so he gets the silver eyed girl for now 😌

3 platonic dynamics I love:

this one is hard because i've got so many pairing that i like as ships but also don't mind as friends. like i could list the same pairings above, because i'd love them even if they were just friends. but i think i'd have to go for... sun x neptune, jaune x ruby and yang x weiss. i like all three of those pairs but also not enough to really ship them. they all have a very lovely dynamic though and always enjoy seeing them together!

3 favorite moments in canon:

my absolute favorite moment is the bumbleby kiss! the music, the visuals, the voice acting... just everything about that scene is perfect! by far my favorite moment in canon! the other two are tricky, but i think that scene where jaune / team jnr see pyrrha's statue has to be one of them. it was really sad but also some nice closure that i hadn't really felt until that point. and the third scene would have to be ruby's confrontation with neopolitan + all the people that died so far. just being able to see pyrrha again or roman was so nice! and absolutely heartbreaking to see them fight ruby & co. :') (plus billy kametz voiced roman in that scene which only hurt even more...)

3 favorite headcanons:

i don't really have a lot of headcanons for rwby, but i highkey headcanon james ironwood to be a yandere. he already isn't really a good person and he did not hesitate to shoot a guy, so he wouldn't hesitate either if someone was flirting with his partner 👀 another headcanon would be that rwby likes oreos. i can't explain it, but she gives me that vibe. i could also see her and yang (+ maybe the rest of team rwby) argue over the correct way to eat them. and lastly, i headcanon that nora's favorite pokemon would be pikachu.

3 least favorite things about it:

the thing i hate most about ruby is how some people in the fanom portray jaune. i absolutely hate jaune x his harem with a burning passion. everything i see about it feels just so out of character for jaune, yet i see way too many people portray him as this overpowered beast who can't help but fall for every woman he meets & have them fall for him as well. i disliked jaune for quite a bit when i started watching rwby, before slowly realizing that it's not canon!jaune that i have a problem with but fanon!jaune.

another thing i don't like about rwby is how soon they left behind beacon academy. honestly, i loved the first three seasons because of that setting and i'm still a bit sad we didn't get to see more of them during that time. school/college settings with a twist are really fun, like what my hero academia has. i kinda miss beacon but i also understand why they aren't going back to it. (i'd still like to see them at least go back once when rwby ends)

and the last least favorite thing about rwby... probably the art style in the earlier seasons. it's kinda nice in a way to see the show evolve over the years, but i also can't help but wish we got to see certain scenes or characters in more polished models.