#ZERO recollection of writing this btw

[camels-pen]

gang you're not gonna believe what i just found looking through my google drive

[vcollies]

yeah, I have 'friends'. just look at my contacts. see there's laurie with the cats, tamale steve, kai #2 (straight one), mom work phone, sauce man, nick joan's friend, and unknown numbers 1, 2, and 4

[wolfeyedwitch]

😆😆😆 same!

I had surgery last week and going into it, I was taking as many mental notes as I could. Like how the IV felt going in, how the hospital smelled and sounded, just absolutely everything. I remember thinking "oh I don't know if I'm going to remember this part" as I was wheeled into the OR and transferred to the operating table.

I do remember! I remember the anesthesia tech saying "so this will smell like a beach ball, just breathe deeply and think about a beach vacation" before putting a mask over my face. I remember them saying "and this is the medication that will actually put you to sleep" before injecting it into the IV. It felt really strange going into my bloodstream, very warm and prickly but in a pleasant kind of way?

And then I was in the recovery room. Good times!

I think whump writing has changed my brain chemistry. I almost passed out today and my biggest thought was "take notes about how this feels, it will make for good details in writing!"

[the-sneep-snoop]

ok from ages ten to fourteen i was incredibly obsessed with the hobbit and i haven’t watched it since then , so i’m rewatching it rn and here are some of my thoughts!

- i don’t remember thorin having such a massive forehead

- the soundtrack doesn’t even need the movie to be good you could just listen to it on its own

- the fight scenes r awesome like the one at the beginning with the oakenshield bit and azog’s arm coming off

- i LOVE the unexpected visitors bit it’s iconic and i love it. the whole part where they’re at the shire i love.

- on the other hand, the part with frodo and old man bilbo i don’t remember at all like i have zero recollection of this

- i still remember all the words to misty mountains. and all the words to the whole ‘one ring to rule them all’ thing. and the road goes ever on. i used to memorize stuff like that for fun and write it over and over in my diary

- the lego game version of this movie was AWESOME btw

- seeing fili and kili at the door gave me physical whiplash. it all came back to me in a millisecond. you have NO IDEA how obsessed i was. i can barely comprehend it. this is probably when i started making fanart, cause i still have books fully of shitty anime style fili. i liked kili WAY more tbh but i thought he was harder to draw

- same with thranduil. when he was on the moose and did the stare into the camera i got this intense wave of nostalgia/cringe. i have shitty anime drawings of him too (like a LOT)

- i LOVE the humour from the books and i have to say it translates very well to the movie imo. the troll bit WAS funny ok

- on a side note i know everyone likes lotr better than the hobbit but it always was my favourite. probably cause the book was so good

- i love sebastian the hedgehog

- the effects, to me, seem to hold up pretty well. my family apparently doesn’t agree since they kept asking why it looks so cartoony and whether this is an animated movie or live-action.

- the dwarves are SO silly they’re goofy guys and every single one has transmasc swag

- the shot where they walk down the path to rivendell is my very favourite

- bilbo’s facial expressions are the BEST 😭😭😭 he’s constantly like side eye… side eye……

anyways that’s it for halfway through unexpected journey so yeah like and subscribe for part 2

[itsza]

so...

there might be a thing happening

tagging @yeetlegay cuz their kp wlw has literally rewired my brain

[darth-sonny]

CRYING, SOBBING, SCREAMING ON THE FLOOR I LOVE THIS PRIME AU DARTH. GIVES ME THE WORST FEELING OF ANGST /pos DONT BURN URSELF OUT BTW. & jus bc im curious, how long did my boi endure everything? How long in the prison dimension. How long b4 he got possesed fully. And how long the possesion was. Thats all ty :)

ooo this question was already uh somewhat answered, but thank you asking for specifics, since I just decided

also, yaaayyy!! so glad you liked the writing❤️❤️❤️!!!

prison dimension: at least about a month there, a few minutes for everyone else. his injuries are were very severe since Subprime hardly let him have some time to himself (he used to, but that was before Prime ordered him to break Leo)

hazy months: around...6 months. my guy spent half a year walking around catatonic and with zero recollection of who the hell his family are. and, of course, there's also Prime's whispering verbal abuse

dream world:.........a few days..maybe?? that part is still in the deciding stages, but I do know it's meant to be more than a couple hours (though, to Leo it felt longer since Prime has full and total control of the boy's mind)

[lilyharvord]

I’m the person suggested a story about Mare getting amnesia. Maybe she have kids. More drama!!!

okay hot take, I actually tried to write an Amnesia fic at one point but it takes place during War Storm. And since it was terrible I will not actually post it but i will share the general idea;

1. Mare gets shot in the head by a bullet meant for either Eve or Farley. Eve happens to by right by her when it happens and she manages to throw the bullet out the way it come so it doesn't completely pass through Mare's head. (it actually kills the guy who took the shot) And Sara is luckily there to begin saving tissue and preserving Mare's life.

2. When Mare wakes up, she has 0 recollection of her life. Literally zero. Knows no one, remembers nothing.

3. She latches onto Cal because he happened to be the person that was there when she woke up. Even though she almost kills him the first time she sees him.

4. She adjusts, but then she finds out everything that Cal did. (He was scared to tell her because he was just happy to have her falling in love with him again, and was low key waiting for her to get her memory back and put it all together, and she puts it together when she sort of fuzzily remembers some things)

That's about as far as I got. But could you imagine if they had the babies??! Oh Lord hard mercy. Mare freaking out cause two small children launch themselves at her crying because they were scared, and her just sitting there frozen because she doesn't know what to do. Cal in the doorway frozen as well because he tries to stop the kids from getting in the room but they're slippery little shits and they got by him. And then Cal having to pull them off of her and take them out to explain that mom's not doing okay which makes them cry more. It would honeslty just be The Vow after that (GREAT MOVIE BTW) with Cal just desperately trying to get Mare to remember the years that she has forgotten (aka all the years they have been married and together), but she can't and they struggle with that and now their kids are caught up in the middle and Lordy that one would hurt cause you just know that I would write a part where Mare is watching Cal get the kids ready for bed and she's trying SO HARD to feel something--anything--for them, and she can't and that hurts because she can see how much it hurts the kids that she can't. And I'd write a scene where Mare awkwardly stands by the bed the first night she gets home and Cal ends up sleeping on the couch cause he knows she's uncomfortable sleeping in a bed with a guy she doesn't actually remember. AND I'd HAVE to write a part where they're standing in the rain and she's so hurt and angry that she can't remember and she KNOWS she's hurting him and hurting the kids so she just begs him to let her go to avoid any more pain, telling him its not fair to anyone and that he's forcing something that's never going to happen. And she's crying that she's sorry and Cal just stands there letting it happen and then he lets her go cause he knows she's right. 🥲 (Don't cry too early tho loves, she remember after some big moment and then comes back and everything's okay. I NEVER leave fics like this on sad notes. There's enough sadness regarding love in the world).

[idontwanttospoiltheparty]

first of all i want to say i absolutely love i'm looking thorugh you and i'm excited for the next chapter. now on an unrelated note i want to ask have you seen sarah z's new video on fanfiction? if you have, what do you think?

Hi anon, thank you so much!!! My exams are starting in 10 days and in 5 days I'll be seeing my sister for the first time in one and a half years, so I'm gonna really try to find space to finish up Chapter 8 very soon (perhaps today [not including editing time, but everything currently written has been gone through once already]) so that I can justifiably step away from it again to focus on my exams and spending time with her, before returning to it. (which probably won't be before September)

I hadn't seen it and haven't watched any of her videos in a while, but I did upon seeing this ask. (I find her long-winded and generally she doesn't say much I haven't thought of myself; watched it on double speed lmao)

I agree with her on most points, I think. Fanfic is clearly art, I think that's honestly a stupid thing to even debate about. Also, it's first and foremost a medium with intrinsic qualities that can be either used to the story's advantage or disadvantage.

While there's value in original fiction having to rise up to the challenge of building characters and setting from scratch, a narrative meant to be understood with foreknowledge of "canon" can actually inherently tell a different type of story. Like, it's kind of one of the points I'm trying to make with I'm Looking Through You; demonstrating how the story both parallels and diverges from what actually happened, which would be difficult to do in a satisfying and engaging way if I had to establish the first "timeline" within the story as well, if that makes sense.

That being said, I think Beatles RPF (the kind that doesn't take place in AUs) is sort of interesting in that respect: if you're writing fic for a book series or a movie franchise or what have you, in most cases you can expect the reader to have come across the entire canon (say with the exception of monster franchises like Discworld or the Star Wars EU). But in the case of a story based on a real history, which draws from many books and accounts as well as pictures and film, it's kind of difficult for me as an author to suss out what I can reasonably expect my readers to be aware of. Usually, when I tie in some recollection of a real event (example off the top of my head: I mention Paul getting Dot Rhone pregnant in chapter 3) I try to formulate it in a way that if someone wasn't previously privy to that particular fact it would still be understandable to the extent it's relevant to the story. The only thing I in general assume to be known is their discography. So in a way, the concept of fanfic not requiring any skills in establishing anything isn't quite accurate. I'm also kind of a big show don't tell truther, so I kind of think if you follow that principle perfectly (not saying I do btw, it's pretty difficult) with your characters, you're more or less doing the same thing whether the characters are known to the audience already or not.

I think the main thing about fanfic and the perceived poor quality of it is due to, as mentioned in the video, there being zero barriers of entry but also to the fact that constructive criticism is just not really welcome on fanfic sharing platforms. For better or for worse, in 90% of the cases, people are only gonna comment on a fic to praise it. I think that's fine in the sense that most people aren't aspiring professional writers, but it doesn't make for the best environment to improve and grow as a writer more than simply practicing the art would help anyways. If you're lucky, someone will specify the reasons they enjoy the story, but just like we can't expect everyone to write perfectly, we can even less expect all readers to spend half an hour writing a carefully worded review. I kind of wish there was a setting on ao3 where you could mark a fic as "open to criticism", so people who are just writing for themselves can just keep doing their thing unbothered, but people interested in honing their craft could get more nuanced feedback than "OHHHH MY GOOOOOD I LOVE THIS".

The kind of funny thing for me is that all original fiction I've written or attempted to write up until now was very much based around my own personal experiences, so writing from the perspective of men in the 60s who had insanely different lives from mine actually really forced me out of my comfort zone in a way? And the work I put into the historical research is considerable, so I just think that really doesn't match up with what fanfic-haters imagine the genre to be?

Of course, a bunch of stories do match up with antis' expectations of it, but alas that's not fanfiction as a medium's fault and there's nothing inherently wrong with stories written with their main purpose being escapism. I mostly think people should be aware that that's what they're consuming and if that's the only thing they consume, they might be missing out on more challenging ideas.

[everybodyscupoftea]

keeping a secret

pike jj x reader (ft. cody and tyler)

family secret santa in which the boys can’t keep a secret

this made my heart soft btw so y’all are going to melt

(warnings: cursing, light editing)

Secret Santa never worked the way it was supposed to. The four of you drew names the weekend after Thanksgiving, and when you got together to exchange gifts, you had pretty much figured out who had who.

“There’s a forfeit this year,” you interrupted their excited chatter, clutching Cody’s name in your hand, “if I find out who everyone has before we open gifts because of y’all’s dumbasses, you all have to buy me a gift.”

Tyler scoffed, “How is it our fault, maybe you’re just nosy.”

You raised your eyebrows, “So last year you didn’t borrow my chapstick and accidentally slide your slip of paper back into my pocket with the chapstick? And then JJ didn’t literally try and buy my gift while I was in the same room?”

Cody snorted, “She may have a point.”

“Yeah, I have a point. Y’all are sucking the fun out of it, so please, keep it a secret for fuck’s sake.”

“Mhmm, sure. Um, J, what were you wanting for Christmas this year?” Cody asked, grinning at you.

“I’m going to kill you,” you threatened, flipping him off, before pulling your phone out, “everyone send what they want in the group chat.”

You watched Cody’s message roll in and had to hold back a scoff at a date please.

“Cody, you’re being difficult,” Tyler complained.

“Fine,” he huffed and sent something else.

Idk kitchen shit i guess

Now that you could work with.

-

“You know,” JJ mused from where he was lying on your bed, “I think that you have me.”

“Pardon?” you asked.

“What’d you get me for Christmas, I know you have me for Secret Santa.”

You narrowed your eyes at him, “I’m not going to ask how you came to that conclusion, but I want to make it absolutely clear that if you try and ruin Secret Santa again, I will kill you.”

“You won’t,” he answered, confidently, “but I know because Tyler obviously has Cody after the text thing. And I have-” you lunged across the bed to clap your hand over his mouth.

“Maybank, I thought I was clear.”

He smirked and licked your palm until you jerked your hand back, JJ answered, innocent tone of voice, “I was just going to say that I have someone other than myself.”

“Sure you were.”

As you moved to stand, he frowned, grabbing your wrist, “I promise I’ll drop it. Can we study?”

“That’s what you’re here for.”

-

Wanna go to the mall this afternoon

Came onto your phone in the middle of your class, and you sighed, reminding yourself to respond to Tyler once the lesson was finished. Your professor let the class out early, and you responded, walking toward your apartment.

Yeah sure. What time?

Now. I’ll pick you up at your apartment

Okay I’m not quite there yet

I know. I’m sitting outside

You snorted, not even remotely surprised. He was parked right outside your building, looking down at his phone, and you ducked, sneaking around the front of his truck before popping up and tapping on the driver’s window.

He jumped high enough that his head slammed into the roof and screamed so loud and high pitched that even you flinched. Tyler grabbed his chest and glared at you, flipping you off.

Laughing, you ran around the truck and climbed into the passenger seat and asked, “What’s up, creep?”

“Nothing much, asshole.”

“To the mall?” you said, buckling up.

“Yeah, gotta get my Secret Santa gift.” You gave him a look, and he glanced over at you at a red light, “What?”

“Ty, baby, please tell me you’re not bringing me to spoil Secret Santa.”

“I’m,” he paused, “not?”

“Uh huh. Well, I hope you’re buying one for me too, that’s the deal.”

“How do you know I’m not getting one for you in the first place.”

“Tyler,” you warned, “I swear to god.”

“Darling,” he answered, “I’m not religious.”

You groaned, “I’m going to kill you before your driving does.”

-

“I need help,” Cody told you, sitting down with a dramatic frown.

“With what?” you tossed your notebook aside to give him your full attention.

He smiled sheepishly, “Can you wrap my gift for me?”

“What?”

“I know you’re joking. Did the three of you plan this? You’ve all done this.”

“Done what?”

“Tried to ruin it for me.”

“Nope, it’s honestly coincidental and absolutely hilarious.”

You rolled your eyes, “I’m not helping you.”

“Fine,” he pouted, “I guess that my person will be very disappointed, don’t want to upset-” and before he could answer, you kicked out and hit his thigh hard.

“Cody, you’re going to make me do something drastic.”

He smirked, “Oh yeah, like what?”

“I’m going to spoil it for you. I know how much you love Christmas.”

Cody looked conflicted, “Damn, you’ve kinda got me there.”

“Wrap your own damn gifts.”

-

You showed up to the frat house in your pajamas, ready to exchange gifts. Cody was in the kitchen, finishing up some snacks for the group, and you leaned against the counter, “Good afternoon, sir.”

“Good afternoon, ma’am.”

“Excited for today?”

He beamed, “Of course.”

Tyler stumbled into the kitchen rubbing sleep out of his eyes, and you gaped at him, “Bro, it’s 2 p.m.”

He yawned, scratching his stomach, “I’m catching up on sleep.”

“From what?”

“Life, bro. It’s exhausting being alive.”

Which, fucking true. You held your fist out for him to bump, “Feel that.”

“Nap later,” he suggested and you nodded.

JJ came down the stairs next and tilted your chin up to kiss you hello, tapping his fingers on your jaw a few times before pulling back.

Tyler made a gagging noise and reached for a mug of coffee Cody poured. JJ rolled his eyes, “Don’t be bitter.”

“Can we just open gifts?” Tyler whined.

You laughed and nodded, “Yes, let’s take a seat, shall we?”

Cody looked at you warily, “Why the tone?”

“Tone?” you asked, faking innocence.

JJ side eyed you, “You know?”

“I know.”

Tyler groaned, “Literally how? Who blabbed?”

“Cody did. He drunk texted me asking what JJ wanted.”

He smiled sheepishly, “I have zero recollection.”

“Okay but how did you figure out the rest?” Tyler interrupted.

“You have me, we didn’t buy anything at the mall that time we went, but you followed me around all afternoon, trying to figure out what I was interested in.” Tyler narrowed his eyes, “That obvious, huh?”

“It was. Which means JJ has you because I have Cody.”

Pushing himself back, JJ laughed, “Got it in one.”

You crossed your arms, “So I will be accepting gifts from JJ and Cody in the near future, thanks.”

Cody sighed, “We figured you’d find out, so we actually already ordered them, just not in yet.”

“Oh my god,” Tyler muttered, “y’all are awful.”

“Hey,” Cody pointed at him accusatory, “just because you weren’t at fault doesn’t mean you get to take a moral high ground, you’re the one who ruined it last year.”

“Yeah,” JJ added on, “I’m the only one who gets to take it.”

“You ruined it the first year,” you reminded him, “well, Brooke did I guess. She texted me asking why the fuck you were spending more money on my gift than hers.”

Tyler choked on his coffee, “What?!”

JJ’s jaw dropped, and you suddenly realized you’d never told any of them about it. They all stared at you, waiting for a response, “Yeah, she was mad I guess.”

“Jesus Christ,” JJ muttered.

Cody laughed, “God she was the fucking worst. That’s why your gift was cheap sweetheart.”

After a few more seconds of laughter, JJ finally interrupted, “Okay, we should actually exchange gifts.”

“Right, so, I had Cody,” you started, passing over your gift.

He tore into it and pulled out the apron that said plant mom in a script font with plants scattered randomly all over the front. He snorted, “This is fucking fantastic.

“Thank you,” you beamed, “but there’s actually more, so don’t get stuck on the apron.”

Cody pulled out a set of hockey tickets, two for the upcoming Hurricanes Leafs matchup and gasped, “Dude, oh my god, I’m going to kiss you right now.”

Laughing, you puckered your lips, “Any time, baby.”

JJ chuckled, “Mr. Steal My Girl, huh?”

“Maybank, she’d leave you in a fucking heartbeat for a Leafs player, we both know that. I’m not quite as great, but I’m close,” Cody fired back, softening it by sliding his gift for JJ across the table. 

Picking it up, JJ shook it a few times before digging through the bag. He made a weird face and pulled out a pair of boxers. His jaw dropped and Cody was very clearly holding in laughter.

“What is it?” Tyler asked, eyebrows furrowed.

Wordlessly, he held them up and flipped them around so everyone could see daddy issues written across the ass in pink writing.

You and Tyler busted out laughing as Cody sat, arms crossed looking smug. JJ was clearly unsure how to feel, close to laughing, until Cody took pity, “Don’t worry, bro, there’s more in the bag.”

Sure enough, JJ pulled out a new wallet, one he’d been eyeing for months but hadn’t pulled the trigger on because it was a bit out of budget. Smiling softly at Cody, he told him, “Thanks bro, love you.”

“Love you too, J.”

“No sappy hours early,” Tyler interrupted, “give me my gift.”

“It’s 2 p.m.,” JJ muttered but passed the box over to Tyler anyway.

He tore into it and JJ jolted forward, “Dude, it’s breakable, chill.”

Inside was a nice tea set and a box of fancy teas. Tyler blinked a few times, in awe of the contents, “Woah.”

“I know you like tea more than coffee, and we never have any here, so I figured I’d set you up.”

“I-” Tyler cut himself off, “wow, this is really thoughtful. Thanks buddy.”

“Anytime. I’ll tell you where I ordered them too so if you like one you can order more. I kinda just got a starter pack.”

“Yeah, that would be sick.”

JJ squeezed his shoulder and Tyler cleared his throat, passing a small bag across the table. You picked it up, curious, and pulled the tissue paper out. After looking, you let out a loud laugh, “Great minds, huh?”

“Great minds,” Tyler nodded, folding his hands.

“What is it?” JJ asked, leaning over.

“Leafs tickets. Two of them.”

“Well,” Cody said, “guess we can all go now. Sitting in different places, but we can make a trip of it.”

Tyler lit up, “I didn’t even think about that!”

“Boys night,” Cody cheered.

“Fuck yes,” you agreed, clutching the tickets to your chest.

“Oh,” Tyler leaned forward, “there’s something else, but it’s in my room, be right back.”

He disappeared up the stairs, and JJ stood to grab his wallet to start switching everything over. Cody looked pleased, and Tyler came running back down a few seconds later with a box in his hand.

“This too,” he huffed out, collapsing back into the chair.

“You’re going to break that one day,” you warned him, tearing into the wrapping paper. Inside was the pair of running shoes you’d talked about the day you went to the mall with him and you smiled, “Thanks, bud.”

“Mall trip successful,” he responded, taking the last sip of his coffee before standing again, “who wants tea?”

“Me,” you answered, standing with him while Cody started pulling out plates for the snacks he’d made. 

In the loudness of everyone talking over each other, you just had to smile. Sure it was chaotic, but it was your family, and you loved them all dearly.

“Oh,” you remembered, “Cody and JJ I expect my gifts on Christmas Eve, thanks.”

Cody groaned and JJ squeezed his shoulder, “You have no one to blame but yourself.”

~

for day nine of @obxmermaid​‘s holiday challenge: secret santa

[sonitavalentine]

I get that kaname's supposed to have this saint sinner persona but there are some parts in the manga where I can't help but feel that hino trashed his character for the LT. She literally had kaname die saying he took yuki's smile away in the finale and it was completely unnecessary as we can see in vkm hino's not ready to let go of yume ship so what's the point? BTW what are your thoughts on the 'true self' conversation between kaname and ren.

Well I can agree that Kaname’s character was somewhat trashed for the sake of LT. I shoud say that there were moments where I really worried that Hino wanted to turn him into a full-time villain, but it didn’t happen, thank God. 

VK is actually a good example of a story with unrealized narrative advantages and wasted potential, all in sake of doubtful plot twists that moved the LT, not the story itself. So yeah, a lot of Hino’s decisions in VK look weird when VKM is taken into account. IF Hino wanted to show us that Yuuki and Zero’s relationship was the only healthy for her she wouldn’t 1) add Yuuki’s pining towards Kaname, 2) show Kaname the way she does in his state of a human, 3) trash z*ki relationship with unhealthy motives as well. Soooo I think it’s obvious Hino didn’t have a plan from the beginning, she changed her mind, probably many times, while writing VK because a lot of things don’t fit well together, as it seems to me. The point of it all is, however, in incapability to choose one ending, one couple, one guy. Sometimes I feel like Hino projected onto Yuuki and created two hot as hell boys to fight over her because that’s what she wanted irl for herself lol. And the point wasn’t in choosing one True LoveTM, the real deal is them both loving her to death and letting her love them both because how can she choose just one don’t you be ridiculous haha.

And I don’t really recollect what true-self conversation you mean?

(that’s how deep I fell in my growing indifference towards VKM - I don’t re-read it and I don’t remember things lol)

[sxlver-sweet]

hiii arba!

im just checking in, ur new blog is so pretty btw(๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵) how are u? i hope ur doing well and feeling better! something interesting happened to u this days?

as for me, this week as been sooooo bad and its not even wednesday yet, but im already so done w everybodys bullshit

anyways, i totally loved the plushie imagine! sooo cute, u never fail to surprise me in the way u write the characters. ur amazing, period

stay safe and hydrated🧡

—🧸

hello!! it's so nice to hear from you!

thank you so much, sweetheart🥺 i literally woke up in a cold sweat one morning like "these are the colors i want" with zero recollection of what i'd been dreaming about. also, i am feeling better! i got loaded with angst requests, so i’m suffering a bit, but other than that, i'm doing well LMAO. not much has happened to me, though--at least, nothing interesting. i've just been trying to get my sleep schedule back on track but fucked up and accidentally slept for fifteen hours the other day, so that's something, i suppose.

babe what happened this week?? if you need to vent or just talk shit about somebody, my inbox and messages are ALWAYS open. i totally get you, though, about being over everyone's bs. sometimes people just make you go “bitch 🙃” you know?

i'm super thrilled you enjoyed the plushie scenario! i try my hardest for my followers and that's on my left kneecap😤

you're more amazing, though🤍

stay safe, lovely!!

[venus-says]

Kamen Rider W Episodes 01-18

I like my detectives how I like my eggs, hard-boiled.

(GOSH THAT WAS AN HORRIBLE PUN, I'M SORRY)

If you saw my Kamen Rider Zero-One post you may recall that I've mentioned I had intentions of watching he older seasons of Kamen Rider, and well it happened faster than I thought and here we are.

When I decided to begin by W all I had in mind was that I wanted to start from the earliest era since in my mind this would be the closest o Zero-One's style thus it would be easier for me, in many places I saw they listing the Heisei era seasons divided into two parts so to my logic this would be the season to start.

What I didn't expect was... THAT I'D CHOOSE THE SEASON THAT WAS PRACTICALLY MADE FOR ME. As you can already guess, I LOVED WATCHING THIS. At first, it was confusing as hell, then when I see there's this cool looking dude parking his cool ass bike wearing a cool ass hat, and then when I know this guy is a detective obsessed with detective fiction AND I WAS SOLD! And the more I watch the more I fell in love with it.

But I'm getting ahead of myself, allow me to recollect and give a general overview.

This show has a very simple plot but they shine in this simplicity. Because there weren't any huge ambitions so far it made me feel very close to this world, yes they have monsters who use USB devices on their bodies and there's a dude with google on his brain, but when you put this fantastic element aside they did a good job on making me feel like that city and its people are real. What I really like about this whole thing is the structure of the show where all stories are two-parters, I think it's a good way to fill 49 episodes while keeping a good pace without having to pad things with filler to fulfill a quota. I may have watched 18 episodes but to me it felt like I just watched 9 episodes of a 45 minutes show on Netflix and if I didn't have to write this post I'd definitely had continued watching until a passed out because I didn't feel time passing. Another thing this show has going for is the music, from the opening to insert songs passing through BGM there are a lot of nice tunes and straight out bops in there, I really need to check their soundtrack sometime.

The characters have been very hit or miss to me so far. I really really like Shotaro, to me he's the perfect main character for shows like this because he has all elements we expect from a Red Ranger/Pink Cure but he's not only that, we see his passion but we also see his worries, more often than not he comes as the voice of reason of certain situations, and it's not a thing that happens only in certain episodes to try to pull an emotional moment or to be used as a comic relief, this is present, on a form or another, in all episodes and love it. Phillip in the other hand I have a really hard time with him, his quirk of being SO OBSESSED with things can be seen as cute in some moments but absolutely despiteful in others. Akiko is another part of the cast I dislike, I don't know if she was written to be utterly annoying, or if it's the performance of the actress that is way too much, but I couldn't sympathize with her in any moment.

This show also has great side characters, I don't remember their names but I think I love all of them! The cop duo is great, the informant is hilarious, I don't get Santa's existence on this but he's lots of fun, the ramen dude is kinda charismatic, and they have WTomo as recurring characters which I completely forgot was a thing! The villains are also quite interesting, I don't really like most of the designs of their Dopant forms (Taboo is the only one I like), but to me they have a very interesting dynamic and while their goal so far doesn't seem like anything spectacular, I really enjoy when the show takes its time to give us many looks in this family and gives us the opportunity to see their machinations in detail.

Thinking about the rider, W has a very simple design but it's not a detriment it works very well both aesthetically and as a gimmick, that I really like btw even though I get very uncomfortable when they use finishers where they get split in two. I like even more that Phillip and Shotaro don't need to be at the same place to be able to transform (you should take notes precure). They also have some really nice gadgets, I love the camera bat and the motorcycle for example, and this mix and match of forms gives some very creative combinations and attacks. I still think the belt is a bit too much, but it doesn't bother me like how the Zero-One's does.

This post is already pretty long but I'm talking about 18 episodes, I feel like I need to go through some stories in more detail.

I really like the second story (Episodes 3 and 4), and a huge part of that was how interesting the powers of the Dopant were. At first, I thought we had way too many scenes of Saeko and Kirihiko's wedding but after watching more episodes and seeing how this relationship developed(?) I think we needed to have that.

The story of the girl who lost her father (5 & 6) was a very good surprise to me, the show was very chill so far and then they drop this emotional bomb and OOF. It was amazing, the whole setting was quite interesting, the little girl was very strong and I really felt for her, I hated her mom at sometimes but in others I could understand her, and Shotaro's intern turmoil if he should tell the girl the truth or not was also incredible. I'm still puzzled about how Phillip knew about their special greeting though.

Episodes 7 and 8 were without a doubt my least favorites and the only episodes I straight out hated. To start the "victim" of the week was just the worst dude ever who in the moment their friend decided to go try something else he felt like if it was okay to put her name in to be killed. In whatever way you put it, this isn't cool. and to make things worst THIS SHOW REDEEMS THIS DUDE LIKE IF WHAT HE DID WASN'T EXTREMELY ABUSIVE AND ABSOLUTELY WRONG. Another thing this episode did was make me hate Phillip who was so fucking obsessed with this stupid dance move and showed completely disregard to not only his mission but also the girl in this episode to the point where THEY LOST FOUR MEMORY DRIVERS TO THE VILLAIN BECAUSE HE JUST COULDN'T LET GO OF THIS THING THAT I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY HE WAS RESEARCHING IN THE FIRST PLACE. UGH I hate this story so much.

The story of Episodes 11 and 12 was pretty interesting as well, the way the Virus Dopant worked in here was very clever, and also the thing that started this whole mini-arc was a very interesting topic I wish they had dowelled more on traffic accidents and such instead of going "girl got me because she was being cheated" thing.

Wakana's arc from episodes 13 and 14 was amazing, probably my favorite episodes so far. I thought it was going to be something to comment on the obsessiveness of idol fans, and secretly I wish that was the case rather than a dumb rivalry between two women, but I can't deny that what we got was indeed pretty good. One thing I really enjoyed from this episode was seeing past "victims" return, it shows that this world is alive and that the past episodes weren't just isolated events. It was also very good to see the seed of Wakana's redemption being planted, and the revelation that Phillip is her brother came in a very good way too. Very well rounded episode.

Sadly this can't be said about the next two arcs, they had a major pacing problem for me. I think what both of these arcs needed was more of a connection between the two, especially for Kirihiko's defeat/redemption.

Episodes 15 and 16 are fine, it was the typical "villain takes on the hero's identity to crush their popularity" but that had elevated stakes, but I feel like Phillip and Fang needed to be worked more and maybe if they had left a few things out of both episodes they could've built more into this. And you can kinda say the same about 17 & 18, they tried to do so much in just these two episodes that the major event of one of the lieutenants being defeated felt very rushed. I think they could've left this plot of kids with Gaia Memories and a single Memory being used by multiple people be an arc solely for this problem so they could go really in dept with such an interesting conflict, and let this be a more proper send-off to one of the big bad guys.

Despite said problems, I still enjoyed the shit out of W and I'll definitely try to sneak in a couple of episodes more before going to bed today. This was my first time covering so many episodes at once and I hope it wasn't a dreadful experience to any of you who sit through almost 1700 words of me rambling trying to sound smart. XD You can expect my review of Zero-One's episode 10 either tomorrow or Tuesday and if nothing goes wrong I'll be back next Saturday with another 16 episodes of W to talk about. See ya folks~.

[emeraldtawny]

Yoooo I read some of your stories and um yes i like them, they are great. Since your requests are open can I request Zero and a shy MC kissing by the Lake of Tears because zero looooooooovvvvvveeeeeeesssss herrrr and she says something cuuuuttteee :3 ThANkS btw I LIKE YOUR WRITING LOL and i'm nervous to send this lmbo srry if im cringey

A….a response? Someone sent a prompt?! HOly–wow, okay um…this is actually happening, cool, awesome, I am totally not dying no ma’am!

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For real though, thank you so much for the request my dear~! You’re so sweet and please don’t feel nervous about sending in asks because if it’s any consolation I cannot stop smiling right now :3 I hope you like it and hope you have a good rest of your day/night!

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The forest on the outskirts of Cradle and its mysterious aura has always calmed you, the beautiful glittering of wild Magic Crystals and the ever-present spark of magic in the air. It’s made even better as you’re walking peacefully through the forest with Zero, his strong hand holding your own with a gentleness that would seem unusual to anyone who didn’t know how sweet he is.

You keep quiet through the walk, enjoying the scenery and occasionally sneaking glances at Zero. He catches you staring and tilts his head towards you and you immediately look away in embarrassment, your cheeks resembling cherries despite your best efforts. You see the beatific smile on his lips in your peripheral vision, doing no favours for your burning cheeks.

After a while, you become curious as to where Zero is taking you. You break your silence.

“Um, Zero? Where are you taking us, exactly?”

“You’ll see. We’re almost there.”

That’s a surprisingly cryptic response for him, but him squeezing your hand dispels the tiny doubts in your mind. Then, the thicket of trees breaks and you emerge to a place you recognise immediately. The ethereal glow of the Magic Crystals dance across the lake’s surface, the trees and shrubs surrounding the water’s edge tinged with the same luminescent bright blue glow. Blue sparks of barely manifested magic float aimlessly through the air, bouncing with the water’s surface tension and adorning any greenery that interrupts its path.

You gasp softly under your breath, forever awed by the majesty of the Lake of Tears, with Zero watching you with a content smile on his face.

“I didn’t realise we were coming here. I usually take a different path to get here so I didn’t recognise it.”

Zero simply grins, pulling you along to sit on the bank of the lake, your bodies now appearing to glow with the surrounding crystals. “I remember you mentioning how much you love this place, so I thought it would be nice to come here and just relax for a bit.”

You still have no idea how Zero always seems to pick up on the tiniest nuances of how you’re feeling, but you’re eternally grateful and you truly love him for it. You smile shyly at the thought, shuffling closer to lean your head on Zero’s shoulder. He releases your hand to wrap it loosely around your waist, just as an excuse to touch you. You don’t know where you get the sudden confidence from, but you decide to voice your thoughts aloud.

“You know, the Lake of Tears kind of reminds me of you, in a way.”

You feel Zero’s shoulder tense slightly but is otherwise unresponsive. After a moment to recollect his calm, he speaks, “Oh? In what way?”

“These crystals glow and refract light in such a beautiful way that I’m left almost spellbound by their beauty. The blue glow is always go calming and I always feel at ease around them. You’re very similar because you make me feel calm and safe;” You smile, almost certain that your whole face is beet red. “Also, your eyes are just as pretty as these Magic Crystals, so I guess maybe that’s why I like them so much.”

Your words fade, unconfident in yourself to continue from his lack of response. His hand on your waist tightens slightly and you feel his other hand gently grab your chin to raise it from his shoulder and tilt towards his own face. You forget to breathe looking at Zero’s expression, his cheeks dusted with a blush that stretches up to his ears, the unconditional love flowing in his slightly wide-eyed gaze as he stares at you; you’re completely beguiled by him, and him you. The bright blue glow of the crystals reflects in Zero’s darker blue irises, the myriad of sparkles in his eyes completely enamouring to you. He leans in closer, your body unable to move as his lips ghost out a breath over your own, mere millimetres apart.

“You can’t just say adorable things like that out of nowhere. I think I love you too much.”

The gentle pull of his hand on your waist closes the remaining distance between your lips, your nerves dissipating instantly with his deep kiss. He pulls back letting you take a breath before he seeks your lips out again, this kiss softer, longer, the amount of love in his lips pressed to yours unquantifiable with words alone. His free hand reaches up to trace his fingertips over your burning cheeks, eliciting a soft gasp from you that’s swallowed by the kiss. You don’t move, afraid that if you do, the magic will be broken and this incredible feeling will end.

You have no idea how much time passes when Zero reluctantly pulled his lips from yours. Your eyes remain locked, both yours and Zero’s eyes and cheeks heated and the tips of your noses touching. Zero hums out a short laugh, the smile on his face glowing brighter than the crystals around you. He rubs his nose against yours in a sweet eskimo kiss, his hair brushing over your now closed eyelids as you laugh with him in bliss.

“You talk about being spellbound without having any idea of the hold you have on me.” He keeps his voice low, a whisper for your ears only. “There is one thing I disagree with, though.”

“What’s that?” You breathe out.

He grins, the subtle glimmer of desire in his eyes not lost to you. “You don’t always make me feel calm. Like right now, I feel like I’m losing my mind over you.”

Your brain flatlines, attempting to form a response. Zero’s grin somehow widens and he leans in for another kiss, the incandescent glow of the Magic Crystals around you not holding a candle to the radiance that is your love for each other.

[mintseesaw]

hi! so i was reading fierce and delicate and there were little things that made me feel uneasy :) like the woman taking care of the housework and the man, jungkook, taking care of providing for her(?), driving and little gestures here and there that didnt sit with me since its 2020. ive no aim of shitting on you i think ure an amazing author and i enjoy ur works a lot but i wanted to point them out bc as writers i think these are important despite being little things. love your blog btw love❤️

(cont.) i sincerely apologise if i came off rude. i really like your blog and value you but i may have misunderstood your work and as i said, i have no intention of shitting on you🥺please dont misunderstand me i really would be sad if i came off the wrong way. those are just the little things that didnt go with me but i really like your writing and will finish the fic asap. have a nice day

Hi, thank you for raising this issue. I wrote this a year ago and have honestly zero recollection of its whole content aside from the plot and the characters. So i wanted to address this matter after re-reading the fic which is why it took me days to answer your asks.

After reading the first few paragraphs, I understood right away where you’re coming from. I guess, I have no valid reasons why I wrote bits and pieces of information of their marriage as a stereotypical household other than than it being their own ‘choices’.

But I agree with you, and I do not wish to instill an ancient belief to the readers, one that even I do not believe of or something I would never be obligated to follow when I already have my own family. I consider it as a mistake or an error of mine, overlooking the stereotypical gender roles in pursuit of the plot.

Jungkook, as I recall, is characterized as stubborn and adamant to financially provide for his family in his own reasons. He is also intimidated by the fact that his wife earns more than he does, with this, he kind of tries to compensate it with other roles to fill the void.

Even without rereading the fic, i was talking to sweetbunnykook weeks ago and told bunny it’s too cringey for me to reread it so i plan to edit it out when i find the time. Perhaps, I would consider having beta readers (if anyone is interested) in my future fics as to have different perspectives in the editing phase.

Lastly, thank you for loving my blog despite having to endure reading haphazardly written and unproofread fics 🤧

[bharatiyamedia-blog]

A New Donald Trump Rape Accuser Comes Ahead

http://tinyurl.com/yynqhyyk This far into Donald Trump‘s presidency, one doesn’t anticipate to listen to any new awfulness in regards to the man. Nevertheless, that is somebody who had many years of corruption earlier than he turned a family title — and many years extra earlier than anybody was actually paying consideration. In any case, the ethical normal America holds for its actual property moguls and actuality TV hosts isn’t anyplace close to presidential. Related: Yes, Mueller Basically Said YES TRUMP COMMITTED CRIMES So we guess we shouldn’t be too shocked to listen to one more accusation of sexual assault. However we will’t assist it. That is the President of america, and right here’s the… 16th? 20th? …accusation towards the person. We’re in Harvey Weinstein territory right here. With the chief of the free world. Anyway… The newest accuser is E. Jean Carroll, a journalist whom it’s possible you’ll know because the writer of the “Ask E. Jean” column in Elle journal. In a New York Journal excerpt from her new guide, What Do We Want Males For? A Modest Proposal, Carroll refers to her “Most Hideous Males of My Life Checklist,” explaining: “It’s a checklist of the 21 most revolting scoundrels I’ve ever met. I began it in October 2017, the day Jodi Kantor and Megan Twohey printed their Harvey Weinstein bombshells within the New York Instances. Because the riotous, sickening tales of #MeToo surged throughout the nation, I, like many ladies, couldn’t assist however be reminded of sure males in my very own life. Once I started, I used to be undecided which amongst all of the foul harassers, molesters, traducers, swindlers, stranglers, and no-goods I’ve identified had been going to make the ultimate accounting. I thought of Matt Lauer, Invoice O’Reilly, and the large dingleberry Charlie Rose, all guys whose TV reveals I used to be on many occasions and who made headlines in the course of the rise of #MeToo. However in the long run, they don’t make my Hideous Checklist.” The faculty magnificence queen goes all the way in which again to 1961, via all her nasty experiences with the alternative intercourse to start the checklist. Donald Trump is #20. It was within the Fall 1995 or Spring 1996, she says, on the time she was doing the TV model of Ask E. Jean for the short-lived America’s Speaking community. (c) America’s Speaking/YouTube She remembers little particulars, just like the “black wool Donna Karan coatdress” she was sporting. The 2 New York celebs acknowledge each other whereas each procuring in Bergdorf’s and strike up a playful dialog. She even remembers considering he was “handsome.” He instantly asks her to advise him, she says, on a present for a girl. She agrees — however he leads her straight to the lingerie part, the place nobody is round. There he tells her to attempt on a bodysuit for him, telling her she’s “in fine condition.” Trump was married to Marla Maples all through each 1995 and 1996, btw. / (c) Jenny Zeiner She jokes he ought to attempt it on and goes with him to the dressing room: “That is gonna be hilarious, I’m saying to myself — and as I write this, I’m staggered by my stupidity. As we head to the dressing rooms, I’m laughing aloud and saying in my thoughts: I’m gonna make him put this factor on over his pants!“ That’s not how issues occurred. [Trigger Warning: graphic sexual assault content ahead.] She painfully recollects: “The second the dressing-room door is closed, he lunges at me, pushes me towards the wall, hitting my head fairly badly, and places his mouth towards my lips. I’m so shocked I shove him again and begin laughing once more. He seizes each my arms and pushes me up towards the wall a second time, and, as I grow to be conscious of how massive he’s, he holds me towards the wall together with his shoulder and jams his hand below my coat costume and pulls down my tights.” Carroll remembers it taking a second to even course of what is occurring. “I’m astonished by what I’m about to jot down: I hold laughing.” That doesn’t final. Inside seconds, she claims, the longer term President of america raped her: “The following second, nonetheless sporting right enterprise apparel, shirt, tie, swimsuit jacket, overcoat, he opens the overcoat, unzips his pants, and, forcing his fingers round my personal space, thrusts his penis midway — or fully, I’m not sure — inside me.” Sure. That’s rape. Not locker room speak, not “boys can be boys,” not “politically incorrect” or “behind the occasions.” That may be a rape she is describing. She continues: “It turns right into a colossal battle. I’m sporting a pair of sturdy black patent-leather four-inch Barneys excessive heels, which places my peak round six-one, and I attempt to stomp his foot. I attempt to push him off with my one free hand — for some cause, I hold holding my purse with the opposite — and I lastly get a knee up excessive sufficient to push him out and off and I flip, open the door, and run out of the dressing room.” Her reminiscence, so clear and preserved for almost all of their encounter, goes fuzzy on the finish. After the trauma… She writes: “The entire episode lasts not more than three minutes. I don’t consider he ejaculates. I don’t keep in mind if any particular person or attendant is now within the lingerie division. I don’t keep in mind if I run for the elevator or if I take the sluggish trip down on the escalator. As quickly as I land on the primary flooring, I run via the shop and out the door — I don’t recall which door — and discover myself exterior on Fifth Avenue.” It’s after the account is over that she throws out the saddest half, what the aftermath did to her personally. She reveals: “And that was my final hideous man. The Donna Karan coatdress nonetheless hangs on the again of my closet door, unworn and unlaundered since that night. And whether or not it’s my age, the truth that I haven’t met anybody fascinating sufficient over the previous couple of many years to really feel “the sap rising,” as Tom Wolfe put it, or if it’s the blot of the real-estate tycoon, I can’t say. However I’ve by no means had intercourse with anyone ever once more.“ OMG. We… we don’t even know what to say. That’s simply so horrible. Carroll already is aware of many gained’t consider her. And lots of will — however will nonetheless be on Group Trump anyway. So she preemptively solutions the critics she is aware of will come for her story. No, she didn’t inform the police. She says she confided in two associates, one in every of whom instructed her, “He raped you!” and begged her to report the incident, the opposite instructed her to overlook it — that he would bury her together with his legal professionals. No, she doesn’t know why there was no attendant within the lingerie division, or why there was a dressing room door unlocked already. No, she’s already checked with Bergdorf’s and has been assured any surveillance footage which might have been made 23 years in the past now not exists. The explanation she didn’t come ahead is that she noticed how the opposite 15 or so ladies had been handled and she or he’s “a coward.” So there’s that. And who can blame her, contemplating probably the most highly effective man on this planet has simply come out swinging towards her. Trump has already launched a prolonged assertion, saying: “Disgrace on those that make up false tales of assault to attempt to get publicity for themselves, or promote a guide, or perform a political agenda — like Julie Swetnick who falsely accused Justice Brett Kavanaugh.” Um… that’s an fascinating omission. Is he saying he believes Dr. Christine Blasey Ford? However he thinks Kavanaugh needs to be on the Supreme Courtroom anyway?? Huh. Related: Trump Has Been Calling His Accusers Liars Since The Beginning He continues: “It’s simply as dangerous for folks to consider it, notably when there may be zero proof. Worse nonetheless for a dying publication to attempt to prop itself up by peddling pretend information — it’s epidemic. Ms. Carroll & New York Journal: No footage? No surveillance? No video? No experiences? No gross sales attendants round?? I want to thank Bergdorf Goodman for confirming they haven’t any video footage of any such incident, as a result of it by no means occurred.” Dude. She stated there wasn’t video. She answered all of this. “False accusations diminish the severity of actual assault. All ought to condemn false accusations and any precise assault within the strongest potential phrases.” *cough*Kavanaugh*cough* However severely. Witness testimony — sufferer testimony — is proof, too. It’s solely nugatory when you mechanically consider males over ladies. Over a fantastic many ladies on this case. However in fact Trump can’t simply let it go; he has to combat each accusation tooth and nail, lest the entire home of playing cards come tumbling down. So he jumps to conspiracy, saying: “If anybody has info that the Democratic Celebration is working with Ms. Carroll or New York Journal, please notify us as quickly as potential. The world ought to know that’s actually happening. It’s a shame and folks ought to pay dearly for such false accusations.” Ugh. In fact. Every thing is a big conspiracy towards him. The FBI, the NSA, New York prosecutors, the courts, Congress, our allied nations, these ladies, his outdated tenants and contractors, his lawyer. All one massive conspiracy. Or… the easier clarification… He isn’t simply E. Jean Carroll’s most hideous man. He’s THE most hideous man. Interval. [Picture through E. Jean Carroll/Twitter/WENN.] Source link

[cyberdayze]

CyberDayze CyberDayze CyberDayze Tooling around in my email 'Sent' folder, once again, I stumbled across this one, and, once again, asked myself, "I wrote THAT???" It was then that I decided that it would to be today's subject matter of, 'What should I blog/tweet/post about today?' So. Here goes: To: ? [wouldntyaLOVEtoknow] Subject: OK! OK! I GIVE ...IN!!!!!  'They' want to WRITE!! [andTheyALWAYSgetwhatTheywant] [sigh] So. 'They' have decided to write. To You.  [sighwhatIgothroughforgodssakealready] Coming to end of day two??-a sleepless forty eight hours-nonstop- in Intangible and still nary a hint of reprieve in sight. [sigh] Well, now. I had a wake-up call on my ever increasing email problem-I need to delete SENT's as WELL. Hundreds?? I dunno. AND. I deliberately have NOT deleted any of the many MANY surprising, amusing, interesting, odd, shocking, shouldIbeworried??, funny, perplexing, confusing, and whatthehell?? emails that have come out of the blue because: The 'Words'. 'They'have already been busybusybusy, doing what 'They' ALWAYS DO whenever 'They' are around... I 'feel' 'Them'. 'They' are: Writing. In my head. Formulating thoughts. Putting choice words together. Constantly pushing around punctuation marks-here, there-NO!-try over there...whataboutthat paragraph? It's just too...LENGTHY. TheyHATEpagespackedfulloftexttextandmoretext-toodificulttoreadcanthavethatTheyWANTTOBEHEARD] [sigh]  Welcome to my brain. Does the above rambling lend ANY light on how those pesky pesky 'Words' torment me??? And then. 'They' take over. 'They' WRITE. And when 'They' do, 'They'-somehow-block my memory of 'Their' activity. I lose all track of time. 'They' don't stop until everything is to 'Their'complete satisfaction. wouldyaSTOPmovingthatdamncommaaround!! It's FINE! right where it's at!! Did 'They' see a SPELLING ERROR?  Do you get my point? And then...'They' are gone. And I have this odd and strangely interesting document that I read, and re-read and read-again. And again-did 'I' write THAT??? HOLY SHIT, I'M GOOD! -ALWAYS-flits through my brain.  And-never-can I quite explain it. How did this come to be? I never know. I gave up pondering it-fruitlessly-long long ago. No use in it. And I faced the truth-I am merely 'Their' messenger. [sigh] Back to those saved emails. 'They' have a plan for them, and 'They' have been stirring with restlessness. But.  'They' have left me very busy- dealing with 'Their' last project. And 'They' are adamant on what 'They' expect. I do my best to comply. CyberDayze:The Ride. 'They' seem to be content with that label for 'Their' new 'Work' that 'They' have in mind. Anyway. It's time to get the cobwebs off of the BBA, pull it out of the depths of that busybusybrain and address the going concern entity named CyberDayze LLC as- just that. It's business. It's Business Time. So. It was decided. Out with my 'spam here a little bit, maybe there-no, 'I'll stop eventually' antics and stay with what I have been doing-every day, seven days a week. Blogging. Researching all those 'how-to, how-to, how-to's. Tweet. Retweet. Ask. Ask. Ask. WORK. Cyberdayze is officially a Going  Concern Entity. So. Let's treat it as such. The Plan? Ghost Writing services for all those who have their own cyber story to tell. I'm certain there will be. After they read the likes of CyberDayze. And 'They' are itching to write. Lengthy emails sent are A1 Indicators that 'They' are lurking-Again. I've said these very words about "Them' for years and years. You probably think I'm crazy. [Iam] I recognized that the entity commonly known as  ' CyberDayze' ,  as a Going Concern, has reached the point in growth at which its  workload demand  can no longer be managed by one -inexperienced-person. And a half. Lol. BTW-I updated M's Profile with: "Pouty. Self-Centered.. Demanding. And, still you come back for more..."  I'm so SPOT ON. ('m' is one who has helped me with promoting CyberDayze)  I am thoroughly exhausted. I had NO IDEA that it would be THIS much WORK to promote a product in the WorldWideWeb. I am a greenhorn in the marketing CyberWorld, and have been 'winging it' all along the way. I also have no idea if I'm doing things right-or wrong. But I'm glad I made the decision to find a 'parttimer' to manage electronic clerical work-DAILY RETWEETING [yaaaayyyyyyy!!!!!!] deleting email and other worthless data, DM maintenance (private messages in Twitter) and the like. This will free me up to do my job of creating daily  Content to  tweet, post and blog-in this never ending work of -TRYING TO BE HEARD-in that vast, www. 'The Words" are officially in 'Hog Heaven'. 'They' get to do more of the ONLY thing 'They' demand to do-write. And. 'They' have already started 'Their' newest project. So. 'They' are extremely excited. I argue with 'Them' that I am still busy working on 'Their' current work-in-progress. GG 'They' demand so much from me. You must think I am crazy. [Iam] There 'They' go again-trying to take control so 'They' can writewritewrite. [sigh] 'The Battle Of Send' is next up on the agenda. I most always win that one, to 'Their' dismay. My Draft Folder is called 'The Words Cemetery'-which consists of tomes of email that 'They' tried to pursue me to 'send'. And lost. I avoid that folder: the few times that I actually opened some and read them-I had NO RECOLLECTION whatsoever of writing ANY of them. But. "DAMN! I wrote THAT??? Brilliant!!!" has come to mind more than several times. BUT. It may be all smoke and mirrors, with this crazy brain of mine, and everything written is actually-well-CRAZY. . You must think I am crazy. [Iam] Look at that-you email seven words, 'They' immediately [ALWAYS] respond back-with seventy million. It's the sameoldsonganddance in this always ongoing, endless lifelong wrestling match I have with 'Them'. I just hope that 'Their' work is not interpreted as-well-CRAZY. CyberDayze will soon answer that question, I assume. I have had zero reader feedback-so I know nothing. BUT. I have had several new men tweeting me long, dark, poetry proclaiming 'we were meant to be' sort of stuff. Weird. [doIneedtobeonthelookoutformurderers???hmm] Still. I brace myself for the worst. Just to be safe. I'm a Realist, you see.  BUT. Just between you and me-I suspect-it might be-well-BRILLIANT. You must think I am crazy. [Iam] GD #CyberDayze. CyberDayze.com. Amazon.com. Facebook.com/CyberDayze/ CyberDayze@gmail.com ****** So. Welcome to a glimpse of A Day In The Life of living In MY brain, folks, forever wrestling with those pesky pesky 'Words'. And. You HAVE to read the finished-current Work of 'The Words'-named...CyberDayze. 'It has a Message that WANTS to be heard'. And it's an important one, at that. CyberDayze.com And the 'Shop Now' Tab in the CyberDayze Facebook Pages. You must think I'm crazy. [Iam]