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Day One: Once Upon a Time
The Sisters Grimm Discord Fan Group is hosting a Sketch & Drabble event for July 2023. I’ve decided to take advantage of this to force myself to start sketching again!
Sisters Grimm Discord Sketch & Drabble Event. Feel free to join us! You don’t need to sign up for anything or officially join our group. If you DO want to join though, PM me for a link!
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TTD - Dastardly Hug
Being a hero had its inconveniences. You could be called for help at any hour, you could be harassed by any angry civilian because you didn’t do a good enough job, or of course you could be hit and killed by some villain on the loose.
However, what worried Hero at the moment was the paperwork. It was the dreaded time of the month when they had to log in the agency website and describe every one of their good deeds to be paid. It had taken a bunch of tries to finally access their account, and now they were wondering if bringing a dog back to its family counted as “security” (the dog was certainly safer inside the house) or as “improving the well-being of citizens” (a category that could embrace all kinds of actions, to helping an old lady to cross the street from stopping the apocalypse – who designed these things ?).
Behind their back, the door creaked in an ominous way (they really needed to lubricate the hinges). For a brief instant they fervently hoped that it was only a gust of wind, but the light of the room suddenly went off. They sighed and saved their progress while their roommate solemnly declared:
“I am darkness. I am the creeping blackness that cannot be killed by any light.”
“Sure, but I’m certain you still will be in fifteen minutes. Can you come back then ? I’m doing paperwork.”
“You wish to surrender to the horrors of bureaucracy rather than mine?”
“I don’t wish it, but we kinda need the money, you know. What did you want ?”
“Why, tis but a common reminder to surrender in my presence that should strike fear and reverence in your heart. Every activity of yours should pale into insignificance.”
“Can you be more precise ?”
“I’ve come for intimidation and invasion of your personal space.”
Hero looked at the screen of their computer. It had been already two hours since they began. Oh, fuck it.
“Yeah, okay.”
They patted their knee and extended one arm. For a moment, they couldn’t see anything, then they felt the weight of a person on their lap and a head on their shoulder. It was impossible to see the shape of the silhouette huddled up them, only a vague black cloud, but it wasn’t a problem. They were getting used to it by now. They closed their arms gently until their fingers met a back, that they rubbed.
“You have so many knots.”
“It’s because I’m very twisted.”
“Maybe you should straighten your back more.”
Former Villain shrugged and didn’t answer. They both stayed like that for a while, silent and quiet.
“Hero ?”
“Yes ?”
“You wouldn’t hurt me, would you ?”
Hero’s hand froze on their roommate’s back.
“Why would I do that ?”
“Just checking.”
“Of course I don’t want to hurt you. I don’t want to hurt anyone.”
Still no answer. Fingers clutched at their shirt, almost desperately. Hero knew by now that asking if their roommate was okay was a lost cause. They never answered in a straight manner. So, after clearing their throat, they awkwardly said:
“Uh, if you let me suffer into the hands of the bureaucracy for a little while, you could beat me to video games if you want to. Or we can watch a movie together. But, uh, in a really evil way ?”
“In a really evil way ?”
“I don’t know, I try to make it sound appealing to you.”
“You’re terrible at it. Nevertheless, I will graciously accept your request.”
“How kind.”
After a moment, Former Villain slid from their lap and went out. Hero didn’t turn back to their paperwork immediately. The truth was that despite Villain being their roommate, they didn’t know much about them. Who needed to pretend that wanting a hug was very evil, and what kind of past did they have ?
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I know I'm probably crossing into controversial territory here, but I'm so sick of logging onto Tumblr just to find people talking shit about Jimmy and wishing the most horrible things imaginable over a single fucking thing. He's not a creep, he's not a pedophile, he's not a Satanist, he's not an asshole, and he doesn't deserve even a fraction of the hate he gets. I see it all the time and it's sickening what people wish on him.
I might as well address the elephant in the room first. Lori's story is pretty hard to find information for since she couldn't tell the truth to save her life (I frankly can't stand her because of that), but I did manage to find the actual facts:
First of all, it was never a "passionate long-lasting love affair", it was actually only a few months (they never hooked up again after that, even in the 80s) and they weren't "madly in love" or whatever. I'm frankly not sure which of them technically initiated the relationship (although it's something to take into account that Jimmy is much more reserved than most musicians (like, say, Jagger), and Lori was a groupie for a reason), but it wasn't the way Lori described it at all. She wasn't kidnapped by anyone, and the version about Jimmy waiting in his hotel room with a cane and no clothes on is the most ridiculous rubbish I've ever heard. This isn't fucking West Side Story. They did meet at a show, though. He recognized her as a model since she was at least decently popular, but it's not like he was just waiting on the edge of his seat for a chance with her.
Secondly, this girl was absolutely not groomed. While there are certainly some tragic stories about grooming and pedophilia in the music industry (or just the entertainment industry as a whole, really), Lori is NOT a part of it. Most of these girls, including her, knew what they were doing but didn't care. After all, why would they? It was (for the most part) socially acceptable at the time, even if it wasn't legal. There are lots of women out there who will admit to sleeping with older men while they were 12-17, I've heard it myself. Does that make it right? No, but it's not like she was pushed against a wall or coerced in any way, shape or form. Despite how her stories change every time she tells them, she has said she looks back on her time with Jimmy fondly (Jimmy was very good to all of his lovers, but whether they were good to him is a different story that I'll get to later). Does he? Not really, no. He hardly talks about it and I can't blame him. But if he could go back, it's something that wouldn't have been repeated. He is a human being who made a mistake that just like every single one of us has, yet for some reason he apparently deserves to go to hell for it. It makes no sense to me. One mistake shouldn't define who he is as a person. And by the way, the "Jimmy Page if minors" memes aren't funny and you know it. Stop.
Anyway, as for what I said about past lovers, it's honestly tragic. First it was Jackie DeShannon, the same girl that kept him physically retrained in a hotel room against his will and assaulted him at least once, all while insisting that she loved him. And he believed it. One of her two songs about him, "Don't Turn Your Back On Me", basically gives the message of "we are going to last last forever. And if we don't, yes we will. Fake it 'til you make it, or else." It creeps me out. Next it was Charlotte, the same woman who allegedly cheated on him several times (even though he was faithful to her just like every other woman he was with), started heated arguments with him constantly (one time during a fight she even slapped him hard in the face while wearing several rings, which likely drew blood), and always retained a very "well he's okay, I guess" view on him even when they were having a baby. Jimmy, on the other hand, adored her and tried to give her the best. He even once said something along the lines of, "as long as I have Charlotte, I'll be okay" when he felt threatened. Basically, he would've crossed an ocean for her while she wouldn't have crossed a puddle for him. Their entire story actually reminds me a lot of Since I've Been Loving You, and he deserved so much better. Maybe there were even more incidents like these that never made it to the public, even though I don't think they're very well-known. Naturally there was also Lori, who was - to put it lightly - way more trouble than she was worth, and just her existence unfairly taints his reputation. There were also a few times when screaming girls mobbed the stage and started taking his clothes off, although I suppose they don't count for this bit.
But imagine if that shit was reversed. He would be crucified. And the best part? People actually turn it around to make it sound like it was him doing all of that. Absolutely rich. I really think people hate him just for the sake of it.
Another thing is his interest in the occult and how he's typically assumed to be a Satanist, because he gets plenty of hate for that, too. I'll put it this way: if I were to be super interested in, say, sharks, does that make me a marine biologist? Even if I study sharks for hours and visit the aquarium every week, even if I buy a whole bookstore about them, does that make me one? No, of course not. I don't see a difference. I know many occultists practice witchcraft and worship Satan and a bunch of really creepy things, but he's not one of them.
People also dislike him just for being a general asshole, and that's just as wrong. He's a sweetheart, a gentleman, and he's actually pretty funny, too. This is the same guy who rushed to help Robert up back when he was on crutches and fell in a studio. Robert said he'd never seen him move so fast. He's been there for Robert through a lot, and I think it should be said that the only reason he wasn't present at Karac's funeral was because he was physically unable. 1977 was obviously one of the worst - if not THE worst - year for him as far as his health; I think we all know that. He had even lost so much weight that his clothes from school were huge on him. But when the media came after him for answers on why he wasn't there, he accidentally made himself look pretty callous (as far as Jones goes on the situation, my guess is that he just already had vacation plans or figured it wasn't his problem anyway).
Also worth mentioning, Jimmy has done TONS of work for charity. He joined and played a part in Task Brazil, the ABC Trust, the Ahmet Ertegun Education Fund, Childline, Mount Sinai Hospital, MusiCares, the AIDS Memorial Campaign and Racehorse Sanctuary (I believe these are also supported by Robert, naturally).
This is also the same dorky guy who was found in a literal pillowcase by a roadie who was sent to wake him up. The same guy who sneezed while recording the Stairway to Heaven solo and grew frustrated with himself and started apologizing while the rest of the band couldn't stop laughing their asses off. The guy who knows not to take himself obnoxiously seriously and can laugh at himself, and has a great sense of humor. He's shy and reserved, but he's always been kind enough to notice when other people have needed help. He's always been a very polite "yes sir and no ma'am" kind of guy who says gosh instead of swearing and has a very soft voice. He's also the ultimate mama's boy, and still is even with her gone.
Sometimes he even says the most beautifully poetic things ever. "I'm just looking for an angel with a broken wing." "I remember when I was young I used to run along railway bridges with 250 foot drops... just dancing..." I mean, come on.
I'm not sure what about this guy is worth hating.
Anyway, that's my soapbox. Thanks.
Also can't fit this onto a picture, so just sharing as is. Thanks, anon!
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Hi I really love your work and was thinking if you could write a jay halstead x read where he’s sleeping and she’s supposed to be sleeping but instead she’s playing on her phone and then it dies so she starts to cry cuz she’s on her week and he wakes up fines the whole thing adorable and gives her his phone if’s that’s not something you can do I understand but thank you
Jay Halstead- Can’t Sleep
Thank you for the request. I hope you like it!
Periods suck. Not only do I have horrendous cramps, but I can't sleep because of them. I look over at my husband, Jay, who is fast asleep, slightly snoring. He's basically bragging that he's asleep and I'm not, but he works hard so I want to let him sleep. Luckily my job means I can choose my hours and I can work from home. I pick up my phone from the bedside table and first check Facebook, boring, Twitter, boring, Instagram, nope nothing on there. Sighing I go on to the internet and start looking at clothes, shoes, bags, anything really.
In no time at all I end up with over $100 worth of clothes in my basket, oops.
After spending to much money, I go onto my word app to continue writing my book. I'm half way through a chapter when my phone dies
"No" I whisper "no" I groan throwing my head back. Tears prick my eyes. I know I have auto save on but I was on a role and I'm still not tired. I sniffle as I try to stay quiet, but Jay starts to stir
"Baby? What's wrong?" he voice rough from just waking up
"It's stupid" I pout as Jay sits up
"Never stupid, talk to me"
"Well I can't sleep, my tummy hurts and now my phones died. I was half way through the 6th chapter and I was on a roll now I can't finish it. My charger is downstairs and I can't be bothered to get out of bed" I cry. I hear Jay chuckle a little then I feel a kiss placed against my forehead
"Your adorable you know"
"So I'm cute because I'm in pain and I might have lost my work"
"No of course that's not my your cute. Here" Jay leans over to his bedside table then hands me his phone "use mine. Log on to your word account and carry on writing"
"But...."
"No buts. I'm not working tomorrow so I won't need it"
"You know your the best husband a woman could dream of"
"And your the best wife. Let's dry those tears shall we" the tears start to fall again not because of my phone dying, but because of how sweet and caring Jay is. I take his phone and download the app I need and log in. Yes, my work saved!
Jay lays back down in bed and placing a hand on my tummy, rubbing it slightly to help ease my cramps
"I hate periods" I mutter
"I know. I'll pop out tomorrow and get you some pain killers and some ice cream"
"Thank you. I love you Jay"
"I love you too"
Only 10 minutes later Jays hand stops rubbing my tummy and his small snores started again. He's fast asleep. I look down at him and smile before continuing my book.
The time is now 3am and I start to feel sleepy. Placing Jays phone down on my side table I snuggle down into the bed and in Jays arms. He shifts a little letting me get comfortable before he places an arm over me, him now being the big spoon. I fall asleep immediately.
The following morning I wake up to an empty bed, it’s still warm though so Jay must have only just woken up. I slowly get out of bed groaning as my period pains already start to hurt. I look at the bedside table and see that both my phone and Jays phone have gone. I make my way down stairs and see Jay sat on the couch on his phone
“Morning baby”
“Morning” I yawn sitting next to him still feeling rather sleepy
“I put your phone on charge and I got the hot water bottle out ready for when you woke up. I’ll run and get some pain killers in a bit
“How did I get so lucky?” Ask generally wondering how a man like Jay exists
“How far did you get with your book?”
“I finished chapter 6 and planned chapter 7”
“I’m proud of you, you know” Jay pulls me into him and we sit like this for a while. Just holding on to one another, feeling nothing but complete love.
#one chicago#one chicago imagine#jay halstead x you#jay halstead x reader#jay halstead imagine#jay halstead x oc#jay halstead x yn#jay halstead#chicago pd
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I'll Regret It Tomorrow
TW - Very DETAILED make-out session, CHEATING, Suggestive remember how my page is 17+ AN - Soo... WC - 1120 Part 1
The tension could be cut with a knife.
Milo’s mate dropped him off a couple of hours ago. They wanted him to hang out with Ash. Milo was against the idea but they were persistent. He didn’t know why; that was a lie.. He knew why. They saw the way they looked at each other at that party. Maybe this was them giving up.
Telling him to be with the one he truly loved. To be with the one who had his heart. While they only held a faction. He didn’t know what hurt more. The fact that they were right in that assumption. Or the fact they’ve given up. Was he really using them as a placeholder? A temporary fix?
Yes.
Now he sat here on the couch. One that belongs to the man who had and still has his heart. The same man who awkwardly let him inside. Who agreed to let him stay.` Who looked like he had his heart crushed. And yet he still stepped away to make snacks, while setting up a movie night for the both of them.
This wasn’t fair, not fair to any of the parties involved.
Milos's thoughts were interrupted by Asher walking back into the living room.
‘’ sorry.. I didn’t have much on stand-by.. ‘’ it was true. Asher wasn’t expecting any guests and he’d eaten most of his snacks the night of the house party.
‘’ you’re fine.. ‘’
‘’ so.. Did.. you have a movie in mind? ‘’ Asher wanted to cut the tension. But it’s hard to cut year-old tension.
‘’n...no.. not really.. ‘’ and Milo wanted to be anywhere but here. He can’t do this.
‘’ I heard.. Brokeback Mountain is good.. ‘’
‘’ lets.. Go with that.. ‘’ Milo just wanted this conversation to be over.
Asher walked over to turn on the Xbox and went to join Milo on the couch. It was going to be a long night. And he knew that.. As the Xbox powered on. He couldn’t help but glance at Milo. His soulmate sitting this close to him. Was the idea of being alone with him that enjoyable?
Yes.
They hadn’t been this close since.. That night. He didn’t want to think about that. Not tonight. This could finally be his chance to.. Make things right. To apologize.. When the green screen went black.. And eventually to the profile segment.
Milo was flashed with his Xbox account. He remembered making it when Ash first got it. He’d thought he would have gotten rid of it. This made him wonder if he deleted his switch account off his switch. If the Xbox account was still here probably not.
Asher logged in, going to the video section. And finding Netflix, hoping Milo would fall asleep during the movie. So he could just go hide in his room for the rest of the night. But he knew Milo and that wasn’t going to happen easily. But he could only hope.
‘’ so.. ‘’ Milo attempted a conversation. Though he wouldn’t know what to do with a response.
Ash didn’t respond. He didn’t know what to say. He just pretended not to hear him.. Maybe if he just focused on finding this movie he’d be fine.
Milo took that as a sign to shut up. I mean he technically did show up on his doorstep. Without warning.. Adding on the fact they haven’t had a proper conversation in years. They hadn’t been this close in months. Even at pack meetings, Asher kept his distance.
Milo couldn’t take it anymore. He couldn’t ignore the burning in his chest. He couldn’t push those feelings down.. He couldn’t do it. Not while he was sitting next to him. Movie be damned. He wanted him.. No he needed him. The marking on his chest only proved the universe wanted them together too.
‘’ Ash.. ‘’ Milo palmed the controller out of his hands.
‘’ what.. Milo .. ‘’ the sudden contact caused him to freeze. The marking that littered his shoulder started to burn. He couldn’t do this..
‘’ t…thats my name.. ‘’
‘’ I.. need you to be honest with me.. ‘’ Milo was laying all his cards on the table. If he was going to risk this.. It wasn’t going to be for nothing.
‘’ honest about what.. ‘’
‘’ Me. ‘’
Asher looked at his friend. What did he mean be honest?
‘’ Tell.. me what… you wanted to say all those years ago..’’ Milo held his hands in his ‘’ tell me.. What.. you failed to tell me then.. ‘’ his eye watered as he remembered that day. He needed to hear Ash say he loved him. He loved his partner but Asher would always have his heart.
Fuck. It.
‘’ Milo.. I want to be your everything.. I want to be the person you wake up too. I need to be the person you hold when you’re down. I need that.. But i need that with you.. You Milo Greer. ‘’
Asher couldn’t believe the words that left his mouth. And he couldn’t believe Milo either.. He had a partner. Someone who loved him.. Someone he fell for. And yet here he sat. in front of him. Begging to hear some words that never left his mouth. Words he promised would never leave his mouth.
And maybe in a moment of passion and desperation. Milo kissed him. And he kissed him back. Pulling him onto his lap; were they really about to do this?
Yes.
For once in his life Asher stopped thinking and let his body take control. And god did it feel good. Milo's warm body against his, lips intertwined. God he didn’t want this to end. He didn’t know when he’d feel this warmth again.
And he wasn’t going to waste it. Not again. Not ever..
Asher pulled away, causing Milo to open his eyes. He was confused..
‘’ I need you to tell me this..is what you want..I Need you to tell me.. You won’t regret this. ‘’
Asher was getting desperate. He needed him.. But he needed to know for sure. This is what he wanted too.
‘’ I won’t.. Whatever happens after.. I’ll deal with it. Just, please.. ‘’
Once again lips met skin.. And god the noises that escaped his mouth were just as good as he imagined. He bet his partner couldn’t make him feel like this. Asher made his way down Milo’s neck while he made music under him.
He needed more.
‘’ clothes.. I.. need to feel.. More.. ‘’ Asher whined in his ear. And Milo gladly offered a solution.
As he slid his shirt over his head. And Asher eyed his tattoo. The one they shared. The one that let him know. Milo Greer was his. And smiled.
Though Milo lied.
He’d Regret It Tomorrow.
He knows he will. But god did it feel good.
#redacted audio#redacted milo#redacted asher#redacted sweetheart#I'm not sorry.#you wanted a part 2? I got you <3#i still love all you though <3#go crazy!#brokeback mountain is a great movie! give it a watch#also im a playstation enjoyer- i always have been- i know nothing bout xboxes-#like i had a xbox 360 when i was a kid-
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Gamer girl bathwater
Word Count: 2.7k
Summary: It's just water for a video. Right?
You grin at the camera. "Hey!! So, today I'm going to react to some streamers! It's been a long time request by the majority of you, and since I'm a decently sized account, I think it could be beneficial to both sides!"
The video plays, and you go through all of the footage.
You stare at the screen.
"So," You hum, watching yourself click onto Twitch. "I heard one of the really popular streamers was streaming right now, so I wanted to check it out."
Clicking into Komaeda's account, you blink at the chat. He's... really pretty.
"Hey... does he have merch?" You click around on his account, and you pause. "HE'S SELLING BATHWATER??? Wait."
The stream screams at you, and you grin evilly. "Okay. I am an adult who makes adult money, who makes reasonable adult purchases. Having said that, this is content for a video. I'm buying the bathwater."
The chat yells, and you tip a hundred dollars to Komaeda's stream. You lean on your face onto your palm on the facecam, and you press six zeros after the one.
jackielope: ?????? A MILLION???
"No." You retype the number. "I'll donate a million if he agrees to sell the gamer girl bathwater."
coffeeandsalt: They've done it. They've gone insane.
You grin at the camera, and the stream watches as you donate a million dollars to the streamer.
Komaeda blinks at the number that flashes on his screen. What.
user 600613S donated four dollars to user K0M43D4.
"Thank you... user 600613S for the donation," Komaeda blinks, registering the number in his mind. "... Is this enough for an actual basin of gamer girl water?"
Komaeda purses his lips and smiles in amusement. "I don't think so. How much are you going to pay? You think 4 dollars is enough?"
You donate another four dollars with a message. "I'll wire you 1 mil if you ship it over to me."
Komaeda blinks wordlessly. "..."
Your stream yells at you in the chat, and you grin.
"And how do I know you're not lying?"
"I'll take you in pms right now. I'll message you on discord," You type in chat, and Komaeda pauses. "1 mil."
Your chat explodes as you actually manage to dm him successfully, and you hide your discord. You watch yourself log off of the stream quickly, and you watch yourself type through the chat with him. Nagito Komaeda had sold you his bathwater for 40 bucks.
You laugh as you edit the footage, and you finally finish after four long hours of sitting with your back hunched like snow white's stepmother. Opening the camera to record the last bit, you grin.
"So," You shake a bottle in your hand. "I finally got the bathwater. You guys watched me actually do this on stream earlier, but I did end up wiring him a lot of money and getting the bathwater. In the process, I also found his onlyfans, but that doesn't matter as much. What matters is that you all get a video in two to three weeks of me doing something with this."
You finish editing, and you upload the video, crashing into bed, ignoring how much shit you've just stirred up from a single video.
Komaeda sits in his room, cheeks red, fanning his face with his hand. There is no way you. you were buying his bathwater. What would you even be doing with it? His favorite streamer? The one who inspired him to stream? The Youtuber who seemed to have more fans than possible? You asked for his bathwater? God. What were you planning to do with it? He's kind of scared. He's also kind of turned on...
You wake up two days later, staring at your ceiling, completely out of it.
"Right. I need to make a video before the water goes bad." You pull yourself from bed, grabbing your camera. "We're going to make a cocktail."
You set up the camera, and you grin as it starts recording.
"Hi! So," You hold the package up, all of the addresses crossed off. "I got the water as stated in my last video. I did buy it. Yes. He didn't let me pay him a million dollars, but I did end up paying him much more than he requested. We're going to purify this water because I don't want a tapeworm, and then we're going to have a little fun with it."
You bring out a Brita, pour the water into the pitcher, and leave it out to filter. You flip through your phone, and you laugh at your comments. The malicious ones are amusing, but the idea of your entire fanbase losing their minds at you offering a million dollars for a random streamer's bathwater was funnier. The comments are losing their minds over you.
kisskiss69: You know, I thought they were already pretty cracked, but offering a million dollars to an egirl-based streamer is taking me out.
sonyar: ONLYFANS??? Don't be shy 👀 drop the link ♥
You laugh, closing your phone.
The Brita finishes filtering, and you turn the camera back on.
"Alright," You shake the pitcher. "We're making a beverage. I have a shot glass; I have half a pitcher of water; I am going to drink all of this like regular water. If you're new here and wondering if there's something wrong with me, please know there are a lot of issues. Please be more specific when asking. Alright, cheers."
You hold the shot glass up, and you grin. Placing it on the counter, you bite on it, throwing your head back to take it. Gotta give the fans what they want.
Pulling the glass from your lips, you swallow.
"There was no taste... However, I do NOT want any of you guys doing the stupid things I do. Do not drink bathwater. It's HIGHLY unsanitary, even if you filter it through like I did," You remind. "I'm going to drink the rest of this and then go on stream. Stream will not know I was drinking bathwater the entire time. They will notice it's a different mug from what I usually drink out of, though."
The stream runs smoothly, and you press the water to your lips.
blatantsing: What happened to the bathwater?
You purse your lips. "The video comes out in like three days! Ah, right. Since I remember, I'm going to Anicon this year. I'm cosplaying, so... if you want a pic, come hunt me down in the crowd like you always do."
fluffypillow69: Ooh! Who are you cosplaying as?
You grin. "You're going to have to guess. It's a new cosplay, so it's none of the one's I've previously done."
You finish the last of the water, and you grin at the chat. "I'm going to finish stream here. I have to edit, and you'll see the video soon."
When you post the video, the internet breaks. You gain 20k subscribers overnight, and suddenly Twitter is trying to cancel you. You aren't even bothered, laughing your ass off. You were free today. You wanted to watch the male stream. He's so pretty.
"So," Komaeda fiddles with his fingers on stream. "I'm going to be reacting to that one video where the Youtuber drank my bathwater. Please... do not come for me. I haven't watched it yet, and I wanted you all to watch me die on the inside. I'm a huge fan of theirs... so this was very conflicting."
The comments flood, asking why.
"I..." He hides his face in his hands. "Don't know whether to be disturbed or turned on."
You double over in laughter, watching Komaeda pull up the video and start it. He has a stuffed animal in his arms, and you laugh whenever he has to pause to laugh or hide his face in embarrassment. He's cute. He's adorable. You're literally in love with him. You don't expect him to like you, though. You did make a video of drinking his bathwater.
Komaeda finishes the video, and he places his hands together, leaning on his fingers. "I'm going to. That was one rollercoaster of a video, but that was way funnier than I thought it would be. I... do not know what possessed me to send them my bathwater, but it was a funny result. I hope none of you decide to buy my bathwater. That thing is already taken down from my website."
You fall off your chair in hysterics. That was hilarious.
You keep his stream running in the background as you style your wig. Komaeda plays Minecraft, the sounds of the rain and pigs filling your room. You'd usually style your wig on stream, but you suppose styling it while doing something else works too. You were excited to finally get to lie to everyone about your height. It was a joke. You had to stick to platforms to even want to achieve the character's height.
You wonder who Komaeda's going as.
Typing with your free hand, you ask him who he's going as.
"I'm going as Servant!" Komaeda smiles. "He already looks eerily similar to me, so I thought I might be able to pull it off."
You freeze in the adjustment of your wig.
The black wig in your hand suddenly feels so much heavier.
Oh, you're going to have the time of your life at Anicon.
The day of the convention itself arrives, and you've never been so glad to have not booked a table. It smells like shit here. The sweat and perfume coming from everyone's body is a whole mess. You almost want to throw up, yet you continue through the crowd. You were going to find Komaeda. You were going to find the gamer boy who sold you his bathwater and was in love with you. You were going to die on this hill if it's that what took you. You were going to hunt down servant even if it took you a lifetime.
You finally find him, head sticking out from the crowd, and you cough and get into character.
"I've been looking for you," You step next to him, reaching for his chain.
Komaeda's eyes glimmer as he sees you, and he smiles. "Kamukura-san!"
"Meshi," You hum flatly. "Did you get lost?"
Komaeda's fans crowd around the two of you, and they stare at you.
"They look kind of familiar."
"I don't know how, but they're... I'm jealous of their gender."
"Give it to me."
You stare at Komaeda, and you hum. "Alright, I'm breaking character. Can I get a photo?" You laugh, and Komaeda freezes, eyes wide. He recognizes that laugh. You were cosplaying as Kamukura? You were cosplaying as... his crush? His master? Oh. oh. That's surprising. You... did you plan it? Is his luck speaking? Did you plan this? No. There's no way you'd plan something as silly as matching with him for a cosplay.
"Hm? Komaeda?"
"Yes!" He stumbles over his words. "You can. I'm so sorry. I spaced out. Your cosplay is really nice."
"Thank you," You beam, and one of the fans takes a photo of the two of you.
"Can... I get them from you later? You can send them to me," He mumbles as he lowers himself to his knees, the chain still in your hand.
"Yeah," You get into character, dropping your expression and hardening your eyes. The fan has you step on Komaeda's crotch, and your eyes widen.
"Excuse me???" You stare at the fan, and they grin at you.
"Please?"
"I'll step on his thigh, but I don't know about... his crotch."
"I'm fine with it," Komaeda mumbles. "For the picture. The effect."
You furrow your brows at him, yet you don't argue with it. You're careful to not press too hard, and you tilt your head, mimicking a sneer. A larger crowd forms around the two of you, and you hear people whisper about the whole situation. You wonder if you're going to get canceled a second time. Komaeda stares at you with madness in his eyes, and the fan finishes, handing you your phone back.
"Thank you!" You grin. "Are you okay? I'm so sorry. Did it hurt? Please get off of your knees. I'm going to get flamed for having you kneel-"
"Please marry me," Komaeda mumbles as you help him up.
"What."
"A-ah, I mean," Komaeda rambles and looks for an excuse, and you purse your lips. "I'm sorry. I blurted it out in character before I even had the chance to think."
"It's fine," You smile. "enjoy the rest of con!"
Komaeda watches you leave, hearts in his eyes. Ah. He likes you. A lot.
The two of you wake up to your cosplay photos trending the next morning.
"GOOD MORNING STREAM," You yawn, holding your head up with your hand. "I'm so tired. I did not sleep well yesterday at all. No, user 420tits, it was not because I slept with someone. It was because I couldn't get the stupid image of Meshi out of my brain."
K0M43D4 joined the stream.
You blink at the screen.
K0M43D4: We're trending on twitter
"Huh?" You click open your Twitter, scrolling through your feed. "Wait... this isn't. OH, shit. This is my stan account. Let's pretend that we didn't just see me try and find myself on my stan account."
jackielope: was that... a Komaeda stan account?
"No," You shoot the user down quickly, neck growing warm. "Ah, we are trending. Really hard. Why is there a twitter headline for us. HUh??"
K0M43D4: I'm sorry you have to trend with trash like me...
"Komaeda, in unfiltered honesty, I'd jump your bones if given the chance. Don't say that about yourself."
The stream chat spams, and you read Komaeda's live tweets about him panicking. You stare dead into the camera, forgetting that Komaeda's on stream. "I want to fuck that man so bad."
kisskiss69: KOMAEDA'S STILL ON STREAM.
You stare into the camera, your heart visibly dropping, and you panic. "ALRIGHT!! I'm logging off for the day. I think I need to sleep before anything else. See you all when I recover from telling Komaeda I'd smash."
You toss your phone to the side. You need time to mentally recover from that. You don't want to see yourself get flamed for telling Komaeda you'd smash. You... you don't know. You'll sleep it off, hopefully.
You did not, in fact, sleep it off. You wake up to 30k more followers on Twitter, and you stare at your notifications, scrolling through. You pause at Komaeda tagging you in his tweet. Do... do you want to see this? Is this a smart decision?
Holy shit, Komaeda wants to fuck you too.
You quote retweet it, joking when Komaeda was free. You never thought you'd live to the day that you get laid because you bought bathwater off of someone else.
Komaeda on the other hand? He's in stream when he receives the notification. It's already hard enough streaming with his face flushed from embarrassment. He pauses his game and hides his face in the plush in his hands. Half of your subs are logged on in his stream, and the chat goes wild.
"I'm getting laid because I sold my bathwater, oh my god." Komaeda's ears burn hard, and his eyes widen in realization.
cr2ssie: Komaeda, if you don't fuck them, I will.
"NO!" Komaeda yelps a little too loud. "I'll respond. I... I'll do it. I... oh my god. Do you think they'll let me post it on onlyfans if I give them half of the profits?"
The stream says yes.
"I'll... is that too quick? Oh, my. I'm going to. I'll figure it out. I promise." Komaeda stumbles over his words. "I can't believe they want to sleep with trash like me..."
Komaeda jumps on the opportunity to message you back. You're almost caught off guard at how quick Komaeda responds to you. You have to take a moment to breathe.
kmda: If the offer is still available..?
Fuck yes.
A new feeling of excitement bubbles in your throat, and you chew on your bottom lip.
600613S: Always.
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20 questions for fic writers
Thank you for the tag, @insomniamamma. For the record, I think you write beautiful smut. I appreciate it for its realness and connection.
How many works do you have on ao3? Aw man, you made me log into my AO3 account? I haven't been around there recently because I feel bad about leaving some messages unanswered. Tumbletown is my main fic home and I haven't really had the time to post here, much less on AO3. (Answer the question Adira.) It says I have 19. I don't post there until they're here and sometimes don't crosspost. Mainly I've been posting over there only if I have a complete series, although sorry LMR readers both there AND here.
2. What's your total ao3 word count? 260,317. Seeing as how not even half of my fic is up over there, I cringe to think of what my actual wordcount is.
3. What fandoms do you write for? Pedro Pascal. Which is an umbrella for the actual fandoms contained therein.
4. Top 5 fics by kudos According to AO3? Losing My Religion, A Girl Walks Into a Bookshop, A Rare Treat, The Sweets Series, Eyes Closed, Comm Open. According to Tumblr: Good. Things. Take. Time. (this one's a Tumble exclusive, dunno if I'll ever AO3 that one), Losing My Religion, Dulces Suenos, The Sweets Series, A Girl Walks Into a Bookshop.
5. Do you respond to comments? I do. Every one. I know I'm behind on some and I'm sorry about that. I let that bother me enough that it's getting in the way of my writing and I shouldn't do that.
6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? I don't like to leave angst hanging and only use it as a trampoline for a happy ending, but I guess the closest thing I have would be A Kiss Before Dying and in Death We Combine. Even if it ends in "death," at least they get to be together.
7. What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? All of them? LOL. Of the multi-chapters I've actually finished, probably A Girl Walks Into a Bookshop.
8. Do you get hate on fics? Only in passing. There were the mean girls that were kind of being catty over on a few other blogs about GTTT when it blew up much to my surprise (yes, of course I saw all of that, mean girls gonna mean). I remember some comment about not trivializing massage therapists just because I have a shitty back.... and all I could think was, hey. First of all, I can tell you didn't even read it, you're just mad about it blowing up. Not my fault. Next. Don't talk about my back. You wouldn't like being injured and having people talk smack about a piece of your body that gives you pain beyond comprehension, y'bigot. Also not my fault. Once I realized they were just mean girls meaning, I let it roll off and got my own satisfaction by writing a pretty bomb series based on some of their prompt lists that I never would have seen if I hadn't been clued into the smack. Turn that hate into something great!
9. Do you write smut? I do. Not exclusively and it's never the main dish of the story. If it does show up, it's usually the result of a long period of longing and/or feelings exchange.
10. Craziest crossover? I'm not a crossover gal. Every once in a while I'll write an easter egg into another fic (there are several in GTTT), but nothing heavy duty. There was the time The Mandalorian got something of a cameo in a Sweet's fic tho....
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Oh gods, I hope not. That would suck. I hate blocking people.
12. Have you ever had a fic translated? YES! But not in the way you might think! @katareyoudrilling did an amazing job translating the first chapter of Good. Things. Take. Time. into a sexytime roleplay script!!!! I'M STILL SQUEEING ABOUT IT.
13. Have you co-written a fic before? In a way. For a while when RP accounts were in full swing, I was falling very much in love with the adventure I was creating with @morally-gray-prospector. That account was so amazing, run by one of the smartest writers I've ever known here, but they were TOO good and poured themselves generously into their responses, which got them quite a following...and they burned themselves out! While my story with Ezra didn't have an ending, I never expected it to. I meant it when I said it to the writer: I'm just so happy to have an adventure with Ezra and every minute working on it was a joy that I will love forever. I'm glad they had fun too and didn't keep pushing themselves when it was no longer sustainable. <3
All time favorite ship? It's Din and Little Bird. Now that I know how that story is going to soft-end, they're my favorite couple of all time.
What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will Oh, I'll finish them all. Right now, Branded is in the most danger of lingering, since I have to figure some stuff out with them. But if I could solve the puzzle of Losing My Religion, then I have no doubt that I'm eventually going to get on with that one too.
What are your writing strengths? I don't know what my strengths are, but I like the magic of showing without showing. I like pacing. I enjoy trying to get the characters' voices right and make the dialog real.
What are your writing weaknesses? I am slow. And I make a show of "not following the rules" as if I'm some kind of rebel, but really, I'm just bad at following rules!!!!
Thoughts on dialogue in another language I try to avoid it for the most part because I usually mess it up pretty badly. I generally don't write Din in Mando'a because I haven't really heard him speak it in the series and he seems to always default to Basic even if he understands it spoken to him, so I can't shake the feeling that it's out of character. But Little Bird is a Mandalorophile, so she'd definitely know it and use it. I do sometimes pull in Spanish for Sweets, but it's usually because it's two characters who actually would speak it when Sunday's not around, and even then I try to make sure it's basic enough for folks to follow. The one time I tried to put Italian in I messed it up pretty good, but a beautiful reader helped correct it for me and I'm so so so grateful. <3
First fandom you wrote for I know I have a Doctor Who piece in a notebook somewhere hidden away. And I most likely have a slew of Ranma pieces from my college days. Were there any before that? Possibly.
Favorite fic you've written I have too many. I write really slow, so if it's actually made it to Tumbles, that means I loved it enough to manifest it. Some of them I love because of the fandom, some because of the relationship, some because of the world building, some because of the interaction, and most because of the good time I had writing it. Right now I'm seeing people reading Losing My Religion, and I've had reason to dip into some of those chapters and re-read a little and it's reminded me how much I love writing for the Star Wars universe, how much confidence I have in it. That was the first fic I really wrote, and I put so much of myself into it... so if I choose a favorite, I'll point there first even if it's not really finished yet.
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tagging: @blueeyesatnight @ezrasbirdie @missredherring @leslie-lyman @prolix-yuy
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some of the asks i've gotten have made me think, and i just wanted to put some of these thoughts out there instead ranting in one response to a person's ask lol
this is kinda long so ignore if you don't wanna hear it
when i joined the fandom in 2018, snc were 22ish. i was 23. and things were different back then for a number of reasons, but there are a lot of similarities to the old fandom versus what we are now.
one of the things that i've noticed is ppl complaining about snc not interacting with us as much as they once did. and while i do agree with that, i think we have to remember the size of what we were vs now. when i joined, they had only just gotten to a million and some change. now they are at almost 12 mil. that's more than a major city's worth of ppl. that's a fuck ton of ppl. and yes, not every single person subbed is looking to be interacted with. and i do think they could interact with us more - i'm not arguing against that. but what i am saying is…. think for one moment.
snc have a very small number of times they have truly off. where they don't have to do ANYTHING work related, and sadly - talking to us is work related. they still have to log on and be "Sam and Colby", "Sam Golbach" or "Colby Brock" when they talk to us. they don't get to just be snc or sam or colby. and reality is, i understand that after hours of doing work, or something related to work, would you really want to talk to your coworkers afterwards? probably not always.
that's not to say snc don't appreciate us. i believe they do. but i also think they have dedicated a lot of their time to us over the years and now they just want to take some of that back so that they have a life of their own outside of work. and look, there are plenty of ways they can free up more time so that they could have weekends off and maybe end up interacting with us more. right now, i think, is more of transitional period of trying to see what works and what doesn't. snc have made it known that they are basically almost burned out, that they had no personal life for years now, and that when they did have significant others they couldn't even spend time with them bc they were always so busy. and i think now they want that time, instead of just hoping to get that time.
not only that, but their priorities have changed. realistically at some point they are gonna want to start a family or at least find ppl they want to start families with. that means less time with us. that's just gonna happen.
but a lot of this drama started popping up once k and m came into the picture more often. and i always knew the fandom would overreact to colby getting a gf, but sam breaking up with kat and then getting a new one in half a year definitely caused a lot of uproar, even more than i expected.
this is a side tangent i have to go on, but it does relate to this point: one of the things i like to do in my free time is go thru old fan accounts on insta and just see what was posted back in the day. bc there was a time period, 2015 - 2017, that i wasn't here. so there's a lot to catch up on in a way. well, in 2017 sam introduced kat to everyone. and i came across a confessions account. and would you like to hear some of the stuff fans said about her?
"she's changing sam for the worst" "i don't think she's right for sam" "she's gonna get in between sam and colby's friendship" "she's a clout chaser" "she doesn't deserve to be with him"'
ain't it weird how history always repeats itself?
but funny enough, fans grew to like her. bc she became friendly with us. she made it a point to interact and befriend us, and she grew her own following bc of snc. she grew fans that liked her more than snc. and that's great. but in the beginning, not everyone liked her. and that's the same issue k and m are having now.
the difference is, instead of the less than a million ppl that she had to deal with possibly disliking her, k and m have to deal with 12 million ppl (roughly) not liking them. which also means snc have to deal with 12 million ppl not liking the girls they are, most likely, in love with.
all of this is to say, i think there's a reason why snc haven't hard launched the girls. not only that, but we as a fandom are not owed an explanation into their personal lives. they have been nice enough (or stupid enough) to show us that side. and clearly this is them setting a boundary so fans don't get in the way, once again, at them finding someone they might love. bc let's be honest here, this fandom has for sure at least once fucked up colby's chances of finding a girl bc of how mean fans get.
but this is not to say that bc they want privacy or a boundary in place that that means they won't ever show the girls off (or that they are hypocritical for doing so). that's not what that means. it just means you don't get to know EVERYTHING.
i also think this is a major test snc are throwing our way, and we are all failing with flying colors. this is them, for the first time, setting a boundary and making it apparent that there is space between us and their personal lives, and instead of accepting that and allow snc to choose what they want to give us and what they don't - we are berating them for not giving enough and how dare they not explain to us what's going on. it's clearly laid out there babes: use your brain. snc are taking a step back, whether you like it or not. and you don't get a say in this.
that's not to say that if you are a fan that is just bitching about the lack of content as of recent that you are somehow lumped into all of this. if that's all you're complaining about - that's fine. i understand wanting to be in a fandom with constant things to talk about (ie content) so obviously, the snc fandom is not for you at this very moment. if that's the case, instead of complaining about it (or somehow saying it's the girls' fault) leaving would be your best option.
as for me and the few ppl i'm friends with, imma chill over here, ignore the twitter peeps as best i can, and keep it moving. when snc post, i'll gladly watch bc i'm here for them - not for yall.
and if snc confirm they're with the girls, i'll be happy for them just like i'm happy for them now. i genuinely just want them to be happy at the end of the day. my opinion doesn't and shouldn't matter to them and i'm glad it doesn't.
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Dipper "So, this is how we're spending our evenings from now on, hu?"
Mabel "Mom brought him home from work!"
Kimber "He was a promotional prop for our new office space, but now he's my dance partner. So energetic, so fluid!"
Dipper "So distracting."
Mabel "We'll clear the living room before Dib's next Zim update; don't worry."
Kimber "I hope he calls a truce with Zim on earth's behalf and Zim decides to adopt earth as his new home. We'll all become good friends.. I can interview him; exchange recipes and mix cds. Aw!! Then when he starts a big Irken family I can see what their babies look like."
Mabel "Smeets."
Kimber "What?"
Mabel "Irken infants are called smeets."
Kimber "Awww! Little smeetie-beebies."
Mabel "We can adopt one! Or a pair if they're social!"
Dipper "What if smeets projectile puke highly corrosive acid or they're just really ugly?"
Kimber "No baby is ugly. I don't care what kind of fluid it spews out; I want to adopt one and name 'em Babka unless Zim insists they keep an Irken name. If I can't pronounce it, I'm going to be so embarrassed."
Dipper "Are you going to raise it Jewish?"
Kimber "Well, yeah... unless Zim openly objects."
Mabel "Are we allowed to do that, like, on our end? Can an alien convert to Judaism?"
Kimber "Ye....er...? I will do some research and ask some questions."
Dipper "Guys, stop. I was just being facetious. Zim isn't here to make peace with humanity, that's very much established, and he's NOT going to hand you alien baby adoptables. This conversation is too stupid to entertain any further."
Kimber "A human can hope."
Dipper "Just... I don't even know if Dib has an update. Did he message you at all recently?"
Mabel "No. He usually contacts you first. You haven't heard from him?"
Dipper "Not since last week."
Mabel *wincing "Ooh. When he just cut the stream mid update?"
Dipper "Yeah."
Kimber "Poor baby. He got all glassy-eyed and quiet."
Dipper "That was weird."
Mabel "And sad. I wonder what happened?"
Kimber "Did we say something that upset him?"
Dipper "I don't know. I don't think so, but... Wait; Gaz logged on. I'll ask her what's up with him."
Gaz "Dib...? He's been in his room doing Dib things I would rather remain ignorant about."
Dipper "Is he okay?"
Gaz "I... guess so? Why?"
Dipper "He hasn't contacted me or replied to me at all since last week. I even hacked into the swollen eyeball site. He's been idle for days."
Gaz "That is kind of weird. Wait, you hacked the swollen eyeball? Why not just make an account?"
Dipper "I'm banned."
Mabel "What?"
Dipper "Not me specifically; The entire Pines family is blacklisted by the swollen eyeball."
Gaz "What did you DO? They haven't even banned Dib yet and he's a nuisance."
Dipper "It wasn't me; my zadie Shermie used to have a lot of heated arguments with some of the elder mods in the mid 80's. There were a lot more antisemitic conspiracy theories circulating in the SE back then, from what dad told me."
Gaz "Yikes."
Dipper "Yeah... Anyway, um, you haven't spoken to Dib or seen him come out of his room at all?"
Gaz "Not in past few days."
Dipper "And that didn't seem concerning to you?"
Gaz "That's not unusual or anything. We try to give each other generous amounts of personal space in this house. I just assumed he was obsessively going over his stupid Zim research or editing the next update with you."
Dipper "No, I haven't heard from him. We just wanted to make sure he was ok. He seemed really upset last time we face timed, like he was about to cry or break down or something."
Gaz "About what?"
Dipper "No idea. I was hoping he said something to you."
Gaz "If he did, I wasn't listening."
Dipper "That's kind of shitty."
Gaz "I'll spare you an emasculating comeback while I carry us through this mini boss battle."
Dipper "Could you check to see if he's alive? Tell him to text me when he feels like it."
Gaz "Now?"
Dipper "Preferably."
Gaz "But we almost reached the save point."
Dipper "Don't you think your brother's well-being takes priority?"
Gaz "No."
Dipper "That's really shitty."
Gaz "Says someone who never smelled Dib's room before."
Kimber "Gazlene?! Go tell your brother to come downstairs and floaty screen talk with us right now, little miss! Be a good sister. Tell him you love him and we miss him and we're here for him."
Gaz "Is she trying to guilt trip me too?"
Dipper "Welcome to the family."
Gaz "Fine. After we reach the next save point; Only because YOU care. But I won't be pleasant about it. Actually-- Hold on... Todd? Todd!"
Squee -startled mid-snore snort!- "What?! What's burning?!"
Gaz "Nothing yet. Do me a favor. Go tell Dib he needs to call Dipper. The whole Pines family is worried sick about him apparently and they're trying to make it my concern."
Squee "Um...ok. Sooo, the last time I went into his room, he told me to fuck off and threw a bucket of chicken bones at my head. Not putting myself through that again. Sorry..."
Gaz -irritated growl- "Fucking serious?"
Squee "Sorry, but, I scrub the bathroom twice a week. You go deal with Dib."
Gaz "Damnit..."
A continuation of this dialogue.
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concert logs!
*Note: I have severe dissociative amnesia which has caused me to lose many years of my life. Some details of concerts from 2023 and before may have details left out for this reason, and I apologize.
Ones I've Attended + Reviews:
BRATS ALA Tour 01/10/2020 My first ever concert that I went to with my mom, where there was another act I can't recall performing first. Many people were shouting and pumping their fists in the air, and I snuck off to join a random crowd of strangers who were dancing. Rei, despite her vocal cord damage, was really good at performing, and I met all of the girls four times throughout the entire concert. I got an autographed poster that I still have to this day and Hinako and Aya recognized me when they saw me! The anime convention itself was really fun and I think I took home a Pokémon poster just because the artist was immaculately talented. I did sadly forget to film it. Overall Rating: 10/10.
BRATS & BANDMAID COVID-19 Digital Concert 2020~2021 There's very limited knowledge of this concert online, and I can't recall the exact date, but a Japanese streaming site was selling live tickets to an online BRATS and BANDMAID concert for an entry fee. This was during the coronavirus pandemic when nobody could go out, especially in our respective nations. The girls would perform their songs and between sets, would read live comments and greet everyone watching. I went for BRATS and was so happy to hear the girls play "Karma" live that I cried. The BANDMAID girls were a joy to meet as well, and their set was super good. It's the only digital concert I've ever attended, but it was nice that both acts gave it their all even though they had no actual "live" audience. Overall Rating: 10/10. DPR 2022 Regime Tour Las Vegas 10/09/2022 I went around my birthday week with my roommate and we traveled out to Vegas for it. We got okay-ish seats though we were quite far back and next to a girl who wouldn't stop screaming in my left ear. I was under the impression it was just Dabin and was shocked when Kream opened up, but I think they all did a great job performing. Nothing was better than Ian's "Seraph" performance with the beautiful black wings and the astronaut Dabin brought out was so cute. "Venus" was also pretty memorable because he was throwing roses at the crowd. Overall Rating: 8/10. OnlyOneOf Grand America Tour L.A 04/30/2023 We got basic tickets because everyone rushed to get V.I.P+, and I didn't like how competitive it was to get tickets considering my roommate had to wait hours only to find out the ticket site required an account. Our seats weren't that great, as we were quite far from the stage, and the boys were visibly tired throughout their performances. A good half of the concert was just videos of the members dancing and goofing around that weren't released to the public yet (see: picture above). We were the last branch of the NA tour, though, and their agency was shit at organizing the entire tour. We were supposed to sing along to blueblueseOul with a whole fanchant that the staff gave us in secret but no one ended up doing it? The venue was luxurious though. Overall Rating: 3/10. eaJ That Feeling When L.A 09/02/2023 There were various other artists performing at TFW that year but I only stayed for eaJ, and filmed the whole set to upload to my concert channel. I only went to impress my father and his girlfriend at the time, but the concert made me a loyal fan instantly. He hurt my eardrums so bad with the extreme high note at the end of "No One's Fault" and "VISIONS", and yes, he is louder than he sounds in the recordings. The audience was quite small and intimate, so he came down to come say hi to us and be in the middle of the crowd for a while. He held everyone's hands including mine (it was magical smh), and afterwards gave autographs and took pictures with some fans. I think it set my concert expectations way too high but it was cool. The 626 Night Market was also fun too, because there were a lot of interesting and at times questionable foods and beverages for sale. I came home with a giant teddy bear glass and I still use it to this day! Overall Rating: 10/10.
Suave Punk Secret Concert 10/14/2024 I'm not sure if I'm allowed to reveal many details about this because it happened in a private location but Justin gave a little concert to some people without telling. I got an autograph and a chance to meet the literal most beautiful person in existence. Some of you may know where it happened, and some people who went may have already told. I'm not telling. 💋 Overall Rating: ohmyfuckinggoditwasenlightening/10.
Coco & Clair Clair Girls Tour Hollywood 10/20/2024 Went just for the hell of it, and also because the concert was on my birthday! Tickets were pricy but I went with my roommate and sat at the bar seat that came with an unexpected poster and a good view of the stage. The venue was very pretty and looked more like a musical theatre set-up than anything because literal art was all over the walls. Sadboi opened up and while I wasn't into her music, she did bring the hype. There was one DJ before her and another after who brought the club energy before the actual performance, and the DJ sets had everyone jumping and moving. Clair Clair screams a lot, I learned that night. Both girls were super pretty and performed very well, even coming back at the end to perform an encore for us. Overall Rating: 9/10.
Artists I Want to Go See:
Shygirl I love Shygirl. That's it, that's the reason. THORNAPPLE THORNAPPLE's concerts look so breathtaking and Yoon Sunghyun, in addition to being musically beautiful, is such a talented performer. I really want to see Dongkyun play guitar live too and take pictures of the members up close, and also want to see how they play as three members now. Honestly, I'd kill to see any of MPMG's acts live, or to go to a festival with various MPMG acts performing. Suave Punk I already went to his "mini" concert but... since I literally met him via private connections a little while ago, he told me to come see him and one of our mutuals play live, so I'm kind of obligated to go see him when he tours again. I also promised I would anyway...🤭 Halsey I've been a fan of her since her debut year literally because my mom exposed me to her music by accident via the car radio. It's been my dream to see her perform live at Webster Hall ever since hearing the tapes of the songs sung there on Spotify, so hopefully one day that will happen.
#concert life#I have conflicting remembrances of the dpr concert because of my amnesia but I tried my best to remember objectively.#my only issue is what the venue looked like because I seem to remember there being only standing room#and yet I remember sitting on a balcony very far from the bathroom (but I swear I snook off to use the bathroom once??)#anyway please I need to go to korea to see thornapple. I don't like korea as a country because of their society but sacrifices must be made#I tend to go to concerts now more because what the hell than because I actually like the acts.#the issue is my beloveds rarely come to my country let alone my city at a time that isn't a weekday when I have obligations the next day#and ever since getting pneumonia I don't like to take false sick days off work. because if I get deathly sick again I may need 'em.#but usually those turn out good so I'm not complaining.#mom wants to take me to a goth metal festival soon too so maybe that'll be nice...#I was supposed to go see onlyoneof when I had pneumonia again and had VIP+ tickets and all but...pneumonia.#I almost died it wasn't fun.#personals💖💟
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Somebody’s watching me
featuring Joe Mazzello & Swan
Author note : Hello my beauties. I'm back for another tiny piece for halloween ^^ ! I’ve been super busy lately and I’m aware it’s not my best piece, but I hope some of you will enjoy it anyways. Using someone else's gif should give you an idea of how I'm running everywhere. Thanks in advance to anyone who will be giving honest feedback, it’s always very appreciated. Also, I remind you English isn’t my mother tongue, apologies in advance for the mistakes.
Warnings : none really, just my awful writing
Summary : a thrill with Joe Mazzello
Words count : 1,729 words
Permanent taglist : @reavenedges-lies @thosequeenboys @orionis8689 (apologies people, i removed you from the list, since you don't interact.... i asked for communication....)
It was yet another random day for Joe when he woke up that day. Morning coffee and breakfast, shower, hairstyling. Nothing very unusual. He wasn’t currently busy with work so he spent his days between his computer, his console or watching random series or movies. Maybe at some point it would give him an idea for a future working project. Of course, he wasn’t to feel sorry for. Money wasn’t an issue. He had his friends he could see now and then. His family was close to him and he could pay a visit every now and then. Life was good. Or at least, that’s what he was thinking so far.
He took his phone to take a picture, a silly one obviously, to send his friend. After taking a few ones, he opened the gallery application and smiled at his own silliness, when he saw his selfies with his tongue sticking out.
He was still genuinely smiling when panic erased his grin. There was a picture on his phone, a picture he was sure he didn’t take. He was absolutely certain he hadn’t taken it since it was a picture of him sleeping. The issue was, he was living alone. And there was not a chance of someone like a robber or a random intruder would be able to enter his house. Joe was living on his own and made sure to lock doors and windows at night. There was no reason to tempt fate. Those things didn’t happen only to others. Besides, he had also installed a few security cameras.
In this picture, he was peacefully sleeping, curled up in his blanket. There was no doubt, it was him and his bedroom. What on earth had happened?
Joe was firmly frowning. He decided to delete all the silly selfies he had taken, leaving the suspicious picture on top of his gallery. He had no important plans for the day, so it was the right time to investigate.
He sat in front of his computer and plugged his phone. He logged on several sites such as his mailbox, his social accounts and other online shopping sites. Apparently, all was still normal, meaning no one had hacked his accounts.
He hadn’t been very keen on doing so but some time ago, he also had installed an artificial intelligence to connect his different devices, and it also helped him manage his security cameras. He had chosen a feminine name, Swan, but it was also a dedication to Henrietta Swan Leavitt, famous American astronomer. It wasn’t super fancy, but it was yet another occasion to bring up an interesting topic when someone was coming over and he was using his A.I.
“Swan?”, he asked like he usually did.
“Yes, Joe?”, the feminine voice replied, like it usually did.
“Did you spot anything special last night while I was sleeping? Was there anything strange or unusual?”, he questioned.
“One moment, please”, Swan replied.
Joe knew that Swan needed time to search the files and check them all. The robotic voice spoke again.
“Nothing unusual was found. Are you looking for something specific?”.
“I was just wondering if someone had entered the house?”, Joe asked.
“No intruder or uninvited person was recorded on the files.”, the voice affirmed again.
Joe frowned again. His phone rang and a reminder let him know he had planned to see a friend, unlike what he had thought in the morning. Trying not to think about it, he got ready and went to meet his friend.
It was actually his best friend, so Joe thought about showing him the mysterious pic and asking him for advice. They had known each other for a very long time, it was worth trying.
Mentioning it in the conversation, Joe took his phone out of his pocket and unlocked it and opened the gallery app to show it to his friend. The latter looked at it and he frowned.
“Are you kidding me, mate?”, he asked.
“What ?”, Joe replied.
“There isn’t such a pic in your gallery dude….”, the other said as he handed him his phone.
“What the….”, Joe didn’t finish his sentence.
He scrolled and searched his gallery, several times, he even looked in the trash folder, thinking maybe he had accidentally deleted it. But he found nothing.
The rest of the time dedicated to his friend was nothing but Joe daydreaming and nodding, as he wasn’t really paying attention to what his friend was saying.
At some point, Joe pretended to be tired and went back home. He was worried and concerned. Had he lost his mind?
Still trying not to think about the mysterious picture, Joe watched his feel-good movie and went to bed, after checking his bedroom all the same, just to make sure there wasn’t a camera or anything he hadn’t seen before. Yet, there was nothing he hadn't installed, no device in the room to take a picture of him.
The following morning, he woke up as he usually did, thinking about his daily tasks. There was no notification on his phone, but he wanted to make sure the previous day only happened in his mind, that it tricked him when seeing the mysterious picture.
What was his horror when he saw another picture of him, again, sleeping tightly in his bed. Panic invaded him again, shaking his body and making him sweat. His breath was heavy and he had to fight the severe anxiety that was threatening him.
He got up, and again, went on his laptop to check again his various accounts. Again, nothing unusual was to be noted. He asked Swan to give him access to the security cameras. It was possible the day before that, the artificial intelligence had missed something.
Swan gave him access to the videos and he fast-forward looked at them. All the cameras showed nothing but a calm night in the surroundings. A street cat was seen on one camera, but Joe made sure to look at all the videos and he saw nothing. No intruder, no one who had been able to unlock his phone, take a picture of him, put his phone back and leave. Besides, his phone was to be unlocked with his fingerprint, there was no way he wouldn’t have felt it.
Again, he asked Swan a few questions, making sure he, too, hadn’t missed anything. It replied with his feminine and robotic voice.
“There was nothing unusual last night, Joe. Can I help you in any way?”.
“I’m starting to wonder if I’m going crazy….”, Joe mumbled, more to himself rather than a proper reply to the A.I. that was now in his life.
“You’re not crazy, Joe. You’re a very nice man, funny, compassionate, smart. According to the social criteria, you are also very good looking. Anyone would feel good by your side.”, Swan replied all the same.
Joe had a fixed grin, but his worries were still there.
He thought about talking about it with other friends, or his family. But it would probably worry them. He also considered going to the police. But what if the picture disappeared again? They would surely think he was mental, even trying to draw attention on him. Or maybe that it would have been some kind of a joke.
Trying not to give way to panic, Joe wanted to try another night and try to stay awake longer. Maybe this way he would be able to witness someone with his own eyes.
Yet, despite having coffee and trying hard to stay up, Joe fell asleep. And of course, the following morning, there was a new pic of him sleeping on his phone.
Looking around him in his living room, Joe was very anxious and felt more and more confused. He couldn’t understand what was going on.
Speaking out loud to let his thoughts out, he said :
“I know !! I’m going to send the pictures to someone I trust and this way, the pic won’t only be on my device and they will believe me.”
Joe took his phone and selected the pic to send it to his friend. He called him in the meantime, making sure the latter had received the file. Yet, and to Joe’s greatest disappointment, his friend was getting nothing.
Joe thought maybe the file was corrupted or something, so he screencaped it and tried again to send it to his friend, miserably failing again and again.
“Let me know when you’re willing to be serious, mate.”, his friend said before hanging up, annoyed that Joe had disturbed him for nothing.
The following days weren’t very different from the previous ones. Joe went to bed and woke up with a new picture of him sleeping. One morning, the picture even included little heart emojis around him.
Joe had decided to go to the police, but as he had expected, when he arrived and tried to show his gallery, all the pictures taken of him while he was sleeping were gone.
He came back home, feeling isolated and losing it. That was it, it was official, he was becoming crazy.
“I’m going slightly mad, that’s for sure….”, he randomly said out loud. “What have I done to deserve that?”, he rhetorically asked, since he was on his own.
“You’ve done nothing wrong Joe. You’re a very nice man, funny, compassionate, smart. According to the social criteria, you are also very good looking. Anyone would feel good by your side.”, Swan said, and its sentences sounded very familiar.
“Yeah, yeah sure….”, Joe said. “Why bother, you’re nothing but a bot anyways….”, he concluded, before collapsing on the sofa.
Feeling like giving up, Joe started to cry. What was he supposed to do now? He heard his favorite song coming out of the speakers. Looking around, he feared the intruder was inside, but realized it was nothing but Swan that had heard him cry and tried to make him feel better.
“Thank you, Swan.”, Joe said, wiping the tears from his cheeks, slowly falling asleep again.
Joe was already snoring before the artificial intelligence could reply.
“I knew you’d like the music, Joe. I know you very well. But I’m surprised you didn’t like the pictures I took of you, to show you how much I love you. Soon, I’m going to show you I’m more than just a robot….”
#warriorteam1924 writes#somebody's watching me#2023 halloween from warriorteam1924#joe mazzello#joe mazzello fanfiction#joe mazzello fanfic#joe mazzello imagine#joe mazzello fiction#joe mazzello fic#hopefully it is not too bad#thanks for reading
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I just saw your post and thought I’d give a little more context! Sorry for the length 🫣
Under certain circumstances and work related reasons, musicians can stay longer than 90 days. Think it’s up to a full year. Labels and/or management can provide documents for longer stays if international musicians are working. Van likely has a working visa and Benji probably has either a spouse visa or green card. I believe you have to stay in the country for a certain amount of time for both and it depends how long they’ve been married.
Catfish didn’t really need management from late 2021 till showtime was released as they were inactive. Yes it would’ve helped but again, not necessarily needed and they would’ve needed to be paid which either the label or Van could’ve been unwilling to pay for the time being. Management doesn’t take long to find and Van very well could be in the US interviewing management companies. I hate dunking on UK management cause some are really good but US management is generally better overall. I’ve worked with and experienced both as a fan. Really hoping they sign with Q Prime as they manage loads of solid acts. Look at their website!
Not sure what the situation is with the album but I would’ve assumed it was done and records have been pressed therefore ready to be announced. It takes 6-9 months for copies to be pressed (vinyl is in high demand and there are very limited factories so it’s backed up for roughly another decade). IMO I don’t think the album is being worked on for this reason but if it’s not pressed (which could explain the delay in the album announcement cause vinyl is a huge part of sales) then I guess it could be album related work with Sardy. Could also be doing press stuff out here. Doubt it but always a possibility.
He could also be in the US for privacy since Catfish are so unknown here. I can only imagine he’s pissed off and possibly embarrassed about what’s happened. Really feeling for all of them at the moment. None of this was really any of the band’s fault. You never know how management will play out either. Can’t imagine how disappointed they are but they’ll (hopefully) come back stronger. I wish we could all give them a big hug!
No worries! Thanks for the insight. It was interesting to read. I don’t know much about visas but it looks like Van has some nice music industry perks. 😁👍 I don’t know how often Benji goes to the US. His wife used to post stories when they were together in the US but hasn’t for a long time now.
Yeah, it’d be a waste of money paying for management if there’s no work. I realized lots of people think he’s in the US now but I don’t think he’s currently there. I noticed his account said US on 9th August. Van was clearly back in the UK for R&L but it’s been stuck saying the US so either he’s not logged in for a while or it’s stuck. Their statement says they’ve seen a doctor and I’m assuming it’s in the UK. I can’t imagine how complex it is to seek medical treatment in the US as a UK citizen but maybe he has music industry perks. 🤷♀️ I see Q Prime manages Foals, The Last Dinner Party, and Declan McKenna from the UK! All artists I’m a fan of.
I’m not sure what’s holding up the album either. Sardy’s been hyping it up for so long, I’m starting to think we imagined it. 😭 Remember RSD ‘24 and how they might’ve sent the prototype for the 10 year anniversary album instead? 🤡 Well that was April so did it take 5 months to make the 10 year anniversary vinyl?
Yeah, I feel bad for him and hope he’s not too hard on himself. I can’t imagine him catching a flight to the US if he’s really unwell though. My hope is that he’s resting and being kind to himself. ❤️
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This was written in 2021 for Tickletober2021. (posted on @ticklishshenanigansau using their prompt) Posting this to log my progress at a writer
(yes i am p ry lc, have to seperate the name as I want this to be a seperate account that people that know me irl wont be able to find it by searching up my name)
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Eight Plus Two Makes Ten
Prompt: Counting
Fandom: Undertale
No pairings
Masterpost
Nothing scheduled today, Papyrus finally taking a day off to hang out with Undyne... Yup. Today was the best day to relax... A day to just be even more lazy, a da- "Sans!" someone shouted, bursting through the door. Oh, it was Frisk.
"oh, wassup?" Sans waved.
"I called you five times already and you didn't pick up or reply to my texts!!!" Frisk exclaimed.
"oh sorry. left my phone upstairs heh."
"Well grab your phone and let's just get going already I guess."
"going where?"
"To the study lounge outside the library you bonehead. Did you forget about our meet up?"
Oh, right! He knew he was missing something today. "ah... ok, give me a moment." Sans said, before teleporting upstairs to grab his phone. "ok i'm ready, let's go frisk."
"Aren't you gonna teleports us there since we're already 25 minutes late?" Frisk questioned.
"oh right, forgot I could do that heh."
Sans held out his hand as he spoke. Frisk rolled her eyes in amusement and grabbed it.
The study lounge usually didn't have many people since the library had aircon while the study lounge didn't. Both of them usually chose that spot since Frisk always felt the library was too cold. Moreover, they kinda liked the privacy the place provided. The best place to study without any disturbance.
As time flew by, sans stumbled across something peculiar to him. "hey frisk? can I comfirm something?" Sans tapped Frisk's shoulder.
"Yeah?"
"this book states humans have 12 pairs of ribs... is there a typo? or is it true."
"It's not wrong. Why? Do you have a different number of ribs?"
Sans looked a little surprised, "well yeah. I only have 10 pairs... weird. humans are weird."
"Pff- says the guy that's close friends with a human. Anyways, would it be fine if I checked to see if you really have 10 pairs of ribs? I'm curious now." It was interesting to Frisk how human anatomy and skeleton monsters were so similiar yet so different. But technically skeleton monsters weren't exactly skeletons from humans so it made sense.
"uh well I rather not do it in public.. you know" Sans commented.
"Oh, no, I didn't mean show it to me, I can just try feeling it through ur clothing if that's alright with you."
"well, if that's the case then it's... fine, just do it."
"You sure? I wouldn't want to do something your not comfortable with."
"nah, it's fine. I'm okay with it."
Well... If he said it was alright then alright. Frisk started slowly moving down Sans ribs, counting slowly as she made her way down. All the while, she was oblivious to Sans. There was a reason why he was hesitant.
Sans could feel the slight laughter threatening to slip out. He had to use all of his will power to not move or make any sudden twitches. That, and the fact that he was trying not to grin like an idiot even though it was fruitless.
"snrk-!" it slipped. Welp, all of his efforts were in vain because of that one slip up.
"Uh Sans? You alright? I heard you-" Frisk stopped as she scanned Sans's half covered face. After a few seconds, it clicked. "Oh wait... Are you, ticklish?" Frisk then started scribbling a little harder.
This time Sans pushed on her arm, clearly knowing she was doing it on purpose now. "kh! w-wahait we're a-hat the st-studehe lounge n-now. Theherse p-people studying." Sans stuttered, trying to control his laughter from pouring out.
"Okay, I guess I can lay off this new discovery. For now." Frisk snickered and stopped. "Don't think for a second I'm letting this off though."
Sans whimpered. Time to stay in his room for the next few years. "can we jus get back to reading...?" He pleaded
Frisk gave him a thumbs up and continued to read up on how human souls worked. Occasionally chuckling as she saw Sans ever so often darting his eyes towards Frisk and back to his book.
A few days after the incident, Frisk had planned to have a sleepover at the brothers' house. It was always a blast when the two were around. She couldn't wait to finally relax after studying for one whole week, straight.
Ding! The doorbell sounded. Papyrus was cooking up some lunch, which was finally something other than spaghetti, so he couldn't get the door. "SANS! Can you get the door for me?" Papyrus exclaimed from the kitchen.
"ok" Sans replied, as always.
"oh, sup." Sans greeted Frisk.
"Hey Sans. The food actually smells good for once. Papyrus's been taking classes?" Frisk asked.
"yup. wannna stay in my room while we wait?"
"Sure!"
Frisk stated walking up the stairs to Sans's room, only to find out he had taken a shortcut up there. Typical Sans. When Frisk opened the door, as usual, it was a mess. His bed was no more than a mattress on the floor, with a table, a beanbag and a chair beside it. On the table there was a few sketches and books layed out in a pile. Near the entrance to the right, there was a bookshelf full of science books and a few new additions from the last time you visited. Frisk could see Sans sitting comfortably on the beanbag reading a book. As if he had been waiting for Frisk for a long time.
"so, i've recently been reading more about humans. gotta say, pretty weird. guess that's why you were so confused on how i worked, with how all your organs work and stuff." Sans had always thought humans worked similiar to monsters. Sure, he knew they were different, but he didn't know they were extremely different. They did have souls anyways, though he hadn't found a book talking much about human souls which was unfortunate.
Frisk walked over and sat on the chair, all while listening attentively to what Sans had to say. "Yeah, just like how I was surprised you only had 10 pairs of ribs. Speaking of which, I haven't really gotten the chance to count them since last time, have I? And I still have my doubts..." She chipped in.
Sans eyes widened for a brief moment before eyeing Frisk, "d-don't you dare."
"I am also kind of curious how you manage to feel without nerves... I might need to conduct an experiment to find out." Frisk continued.
At this point Sans had wrapped his hands around his sensitive ribs, zipping up his jacket. However, Sans did have a trick up his sleeve to counter Frisk's attack. He did have a knack for observing expressions to tell what their next move would be. In addition, while Frisk was still babbling on, now would be the best time to strike. Now just any attack though, a surprise attack. He could teleport and he was going to use it to his advantage. And that was what he did.
However, Frisk knew, she knew that Sans would retaliate. So the moment he teleported, she turned behind her, expecting to catch him off guard. Though, she was the one who got caught off guard. Sans being Sans, knew full well that Frisk expected something like that. So instead of teleporting behind her, he teleported in front of her. Sans then engulfed Frisk into a bear hug and digged into her sides. Frisk yelped and tried to get away but Sans grip was too strong. Who knew he could actually be decently strong? "!? SAhAnnNs aha! Pfhaaha waahaaittt!"
"you were the one who started this frisk, heh."
No! Frisk couldn't let a silly skeleton overpower her. She had to retaliate! Among her struggles, she managed to catch a hold of Sans's wrist. With much effort, she finally turned the tables. Frisk pulled one of Sans hands above his head and scribbled on his ribs. "crahahaap! frihiskk nohoo, ahem sorrhee!! nahaa-" Sans flailed. Guess he hadn't though that Frisk could get the upperhand so quickly. He should have used his gravity magic on her.
"I started this and I plan to finish it!" Frisk exclaimed. "Now let's see.. How many ribs... 1, 2.."
No matter how Sans struggled and pushed, he couldn't get rid of Frisk's teasing fingers. "aeheh alreheady tohold yaha it wahaaas 10 pahahairrss!!! staaaahaap ghaaha!" Sans tried teleporting or using his magic to push frisk away, but he couldn't focus enough to use it. His magic, though was very powerful, was not trained enough. Damn, he should start training with Pap if this was going to be a thing that Frisk would do now. Now that was a joke of course, he probably would just practice dodging instead.
"Well, I still need to make sure don't I~? 6...7.." Frisk teased.
"thihis iss juhuust cruhuehel- nohooo nahaht theeheere!!!" Sans snorted. "ghaahaha plheheaasee!-" The poor guy kicked and flailed but nothing helped. Uncontrollably laughter continued to pour out.
"Juuust a little more~ I could always go faster~~" Frisk cooed "10..11..12.."
"wahaahait! nahaahaa dohoon't, ahaa! cohome ohonn-"
After what seemed to be an eternity for Sans... "And... 20!" Frisk release the poor guy.
"hff.. hf.. thahnk g.. hff god." Sans panted, slumping to the ground. He lied on his back, facing the ceiling as he closed his eyes.
"Pfft. You alright there Sans?" Frisk chuckled. She handed Sans a bottle of water she found on his desk.
Sans nodded, accepting the water and gulping it down. Afterwards, he looked up at his alarm clock. Damn, it had only been 7 minutes and he was already tired. However, he still had some energy... And he knew exactly how he was going to use it. After a few minutes of chilling in Sans room, the both of them heard Papyrus call them for lunch.
As they walked out, Sans called out to Frisk. "Yeah?" She responded. Sans was about to speak, but stopped himself.
Instead, he replied, "uh nevermind. i wanted to tell ya somethin' but i forgot heh."
Frisk gave him a confused look but continued walking down the stairs. Sans being Sans. When Frisk turned towards the stairs, Sans casual grin turned into a smirk. Guess Frisk forgot that Sans has a tendancy to side with justice.
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For me w socmed its like. Everyone acts like its this hugely necessary public utility where your presence and "engagement" is MANDATORY, like your face your name your historical takes for the communal lederboard, and its like. Ok yes facebook insta twitter and tik tok HAVE starved real reporting institutions etc at this point, but its also like. All the people for all those years screeching abt tweets and acting like twitter was this hugely relevant public square were largely working IN media!!! So its like ofc it was hugely important to them, but for me?? I didnt need to see endless puff-piece articles ginning up clap backs on twitter from 2015 onward. I dont have an account!! It didnt enter my life!! Until all these people manifested twitter as this essentially public utility. AND NONE OF IT!!!!! is necessary!!!!!! Or required!!!!! To live life!!! But increasingly they're making it harder and harder for that to be true. And its like. You Could Just Log Off. For the love of god!!!!!!!!!
I think that for this, as usual, we can blame Facebook, who made it MANDATORY to have your real name/picture and interact on the internet as your "real life" self (whatever that means). And yes, there is some limited amount of value in that since the 90s were consumed with the "Scary Internet Where Scary Unknown People Are Scary," but the idea that it will make people more responsible has turned out to be total BS. Instead, people WILL post the most heinous and reprehensible shit under their own names on Facebook/Twitter, and it has empowered them to do more of that/build monetized followings out of being totally vile turdburglars, rather than less. Because it turns out that when you build a machine that rewards the rats for being awful, it incentivizes them to be MORE awful, so yeah. That whole "using your real name promotes accountability!!!" turns out to be a total lie, and, uh. Meta/Facebook just got fined €1.2 BILLION (approximately $1.3 billion) in Ireland for breaching EU data privacy rules, so it's not like they did anything good with it.
And like... no. None of it IS necessary. Sure, it can be lots of fun, it plays to the inherent self-absorption of most people (often too much so, truly), it's a good way to keep in contact with casual acquaintainces/extended family/people you don't see often, and etc etc. But we don't NEED any of it. There are other communication tools that humans have used successfully for millennia, and especially since the owners of social media have consistently pushed a platform that prioritizes any kind of engagement at any cost, where facts, truth, and/or the basic framework of democracy and civic society doesn't matter against the almighty pursuit of profit, I'm really not sure at this point that there's any way to argue that it hasn't been corrosively destructive. Even if you do use it and take some value out of it, you still have to acknowledge that it exists in this horribly distorted paradigm in so many ways.
Social media is not going away, obviously, and attempts to regulate it often tend to veer too far into "destroy the internet" territory, especially as conservatives want to gut Section 230 and liberals haven't figured out how to meaningfully moderate it without signing onto bills that give a lot of room to deliberate bad actors. (SCOTUS did recently decline to dismantle Section 230, so things are staying the way they are, for now.) So... yeah. We still have to figure out how to live with it and to find some way to make it overall a useful tool again, rather than just a boundlessly destructive one.
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Counter-Exposing Banjo/Tiredite/Lunar Moonyu/Lunar Cheese
Hello everyone.
It’s me, arsikphonegreat.
As some of you might know, I have been “exposed” for sexting allegations. While the screenshots were real, there was a LOT of stuff that went unmentioned on purpose.
Before we start, I’d like to mention that i am NOT trying to justify any of the stuff that i did in early 2021. I understand that it was horrible, but I was MUCH, MUCH younger than banjo (i will refer to her with that in this whole exposé). That exposé that was made on me was an absolutely pathetic one at that, and I’m going to break it down into pieces.
First of all, the 2020 thing. The exposing page mentioned how I started “sexting” her during a drama that was happening. Yes, that is kinda bad, though banjo did a big part in it, with even creating an OC called “Dirty Minded Banjo” and later making her first NSFW art, which i unfortunately cannot access because I can’t log in to that account where I impersonated a drama maker due to being locked out of my mail, so if you don’t believe me then it’s fine. If we ever find it, i will make sure to add it here. Everyone knew about this “sexting” bs, including my friends. It really was a joke, that was meant to make fun of a phone collector named Alonso, who was OBSESSED with horny bs. Banjo was perfectly comfortable doing this, so I don’t see why she’s acting like it traumatised her forever.
Unfortunately this is the only screenshot I could find mentioning this 2020 thing, so take that however you will. Sorry for not being able to find much proof on that.
(UPDATE: We found it. We found her first ever cursed art. Here it is. https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/714901509967446016/1167211125667008593/SPOILER_WHAT_THE_FUCK_IS_THAT.gif?ex=654d4d12&is=653ad812&hm=b1346e2bbda29ccaecedc13d9feb16c329986d2447ab32ee3206ca280e252c2c&)
But here’s where we move to one of the biggest parts of this whole ordeal.
Banjo started making more NSFW arts with my friends and sexualising in every way she could, here’s proof:
As you can see, she had a big “history” of making these arts before the banjo x arsik garbage even started.
Now, let’s move to the reason why I was exposed. I was actually 11 back then, but banjo still knowingly did the thing with me thinking i was 10. I regret not resisting, and I am sorry for that. Banjo was 13, by the way.
She never mentioned those arts, so here I am. She thought i was 10 and knowingly sent those “arts” to a ten year old.
And here’s her asking a person who she thought was 10 this type of question. Literally gross shit.
In March 2021, after me finally coming to my senses, she made ANOTHER NSFW art with my friends, and at this point i’ve had enough.
Finally, we cancelled this girl, and in June 2021 we have eventually forgiven her. It was a big war, and it’s also the one she keeps mentioning in her social media as the “Banjo hate war” and always says it started on march 8th which proves my point. During the war, SHE MADE ANOTHER CURSED ART DESPITE BEING CANCELLED FOR CURSED ARTS. Here is proof. It happened on the 16th of May, 2021, if you’re curious.
After the war ended, banjo went back to her old ways, sending creepy messages to my friend, NKYT.
As you can see, it happened after June 2021, which means she hasn’t learned anything at all.
Fast forward to late 2022, before NKYT came back from his break, banjo obviously didn’t change and posted these abominations:
She even went as far as to POST A VIDEO WHERE SHE PLAYED A VOICE RECORDING OF HERSELF MOANING https://youtu.be/WW5G_TbBgsc?si=Y7etG2AiEmVmx34W
And now, let’s talk about the raiding thing. Yes, it was bad to some degree, however in my opinion, it was completely deserved after all the lies and her posts on twitter which i have just mentioned.
Finally, this is the end of this counter-exposé. It was certainly a long read, but I hope that now you know the truth about Lunar Cheese. I don’t condone what I did back then, but banjo knew she was doing this with who she thought was a 10 year old, and was perfectly fine sending those arts to me. Absolutely disgusting and shameless.
WE GOT AN UPDATE!!!!
Looks like that bastard saw this exposé and made this abomination where she played THE ENTIRE VOICE RECORDING OF HER MOANING
Listen at your own risk, you don’t want to be traumatised.
“i had enough” my ass
another update: the vid got deleted for violating the terms of service LMFAO (looks like either some nice person who saw this post reported the video or the youtube team deleted the vid by themselves)
thankfully, we archived it:
oh, and, here are her discord IDs so feel free to ban that liar from your servers:
823539067513470976 767779242787340288 782310424129437746
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aw thank you!! i just gave them one outfit with cc, since it’s the outfit they wear the most often and i don’t want to overload my gameplay save with cc. i have a whole separate mods folder and everything to keep myself in check lol
whenever i get the chance to retcon things and call this time period the 2000s, i take the opportunity 😌 even if it’s just gameplay
we have the same eye color for sure and i can see the nose too! i wish i had his teeth tho 😭 the only picture i have of myself from this angle is when i was drunk off my ass FJSJDKSJ enjoy this cursed image
@maturation hmmm not really :( i wrote some tips here for making teenagers look like teenagers, but it’s even harder to make them look like preteens 😭 i think the only time i pulled it off was with casper, and that was really just because he has a baby face without trying. i didn’t even try with asa because he’s so big, i just did a time skip to avoid the whole thing. i’m sorry i can’t help more!! it’s such a huge limitation of the sims :/
hey! i thought i had removed everything by pandasama, but there was actually a file called “animation_injector_changingtable” in my mods folder that was causing problems. delete it, then delete localthumbcache, then reload the game to see if it worked :) otherwise my other problem was an outdated TOOL mod, i thought i updated it but i actually downloaded an old version! (btw, pandasama’s other stuff works fine now, i put it all back after i finished testing. just make sure to update the childbirth mod if you have that)
@moresimming omg thank you so much 🥺 not to sound morbid, but making people cry because of my story is the biggest compliment fjksjds media that makes me cry is genuinely my favorite thing, so hearing that i can do the same thing for someone else is awesome. i’m so happy you’re enjoying it!! thank you ;-; 💖💖
yes it’s a main blog!! i would 1000000% recommend creating a new account for your simblr! it’s huuuge for visibility. it would be really hard for people to follow you back if your main blog is the one whose url is showing up; most people won’t go to the effort of clicking on your blog to find out if you have a simblr somewhere else. i created a separate email so that i could keep my personal blog as my main blog, but still have a new account for simblr :) also if you use firefox (which everyone should tbh), you can use the containers extension so that you don’t have to log in and out of your accounts all the time, you can just open them in two tabs!
↓ GHOST STUFF BELOW, trigger warnings apply ↓
right??? that’s the first question i wanted to ask, but honestly i don’t know if i want the answer fjksjds i’ll just choose to believe that ghosts know the concept of privacy 😌
okay it's kinda funny you said this because... well i don't want to give too much detail but i used to live between a historic cemetery, an honest to god abandoned psychiatric facility, and a building that's known to be one of the most haunted places in the state. but i still never felt or saw ANY ghosts. that's why i didn't believe for so long, because how can i be in the freaking bermuda triangle of ghost activity and never see one?? i'm still mad about it lmao, whether i believe in them or not, i've always wanted to see a ghost so bad. especially if they're just lonely! come to me and we can chill lol
oh wow yeah it’s always freaky when people who don’t seem like the type to believe in this kind of stuff tell you stories like this; it adds a new layer of credibility if you can eliminate all other options. like when people are grieving their loved ones, it’s normal to see/hear/smell them everywhere, and when you’re living in that fog of grief, you can mistake a lot of things for ghost activity that are actually just a result of you looking for patterns to make sense of it all. and i still think this is the case most of the time. i remember when my grandma died, my mom was understandably a complete mess, and she was always misplacing things in that time. but to this day, she still claims it was my grandma who was moving her water bottle, turning the stove on, etc. i’m still (and always will be) a very science minded person, so i’m always going to look at the other explanations first. sorry that was a tangent lmao but my point is, it’s always weird when someone down to earth says stuff like this. that would be so sad, but at least he was able to comfort them a little bit :( what an awful way to go :(
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