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brianna-lei · 7 years ago

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Butterfly Soup Asks #17

The squad playing Overwatch, yaoi hands, and more! man I still have a lot left in my inbox after this...

I’ve spent an obscene amount of time playing Overwatch so I have many thoughts on this Neither Diya nor Noelle have ever played a first person shooter before, but Noelle studies many strategy guides and videos to prepare beforehand.

Following her research, Noelle chooses Symmetra after memorizing the optimal turret and teleporter/shield matrix placements for each map. Symmetra is a good hero for inexperienced players because she doesn’t require aiming skills, but secretly, Noelle likes her because she is focused and serious. She’s scandalized by her default outfit, but can’t afford to get the Vishkar/Architect skins

Diya sees the dog helmet on Pharah’s Anubis skin and instantly unlocks it, automatically setting her as a Pharah main. Diya is the type to happily choose Pokemon based on cuteness instead of practicality, so this is typical Diya

Min ONLY plays these 4 attack heroes, in this order of preference:

Reaper (cool and edgy)

Genji (sword is a long knife. only chosen if the above is taken)

McCree (cool. only chosen if the above is taken)

Soldier 76 (a soldier, cool. only chosen if the above is taken)

She’s mechanically very skilled, but in her 100+ hours in game she’s never even ONCE selected a tank, defense, or support hero, not even in skirmish or training, not even when she’s the last one to choose and there’s no healer. Literally 0 minutes on her career stats.

Akarsha is an ironic Torb main and also a useless Sombra. During their first game together:

Akarsha, selecting Sombra: (affectionately) it's me

Noelle: How is that one you?

In spawn, Noelle can see Akarsha as Sombra with the Battletag “RedFart”

Sombra: (smugly) Hack the PLANET.

Sombra: (annoyingly) Miss me?

Noelle: .......... (the game hasn’t even begun yet and she’s already seething)

Diya manages to get a triple kill with concussion blast through sheer luck before accidentally killing herself with her own rocket. Min constantly spams “I need healing!” in impossible to heal locations, or when she's already being healed but doesn't notice. Whenever she dies she goes “res me”. Akarsha is nowhere to be found. In the kill feed, Diya has managed to accidentally kill herself again with Rocket Barrage. Noelle switches to Mercy and Min blames her for “not healing fast enough”. Eventually, infuriated, Noelle just screams into the voice chat “FINE! DIE ALONE, YOU FOOLS!!!!” and lets her teammates at critical health perish at her feet

the match ends in defeat but Diya got POTG for her triple kill

Noelle: Akarsha, what were you doing this last match?

Akarsha: Turned invisible

Noelle: YOU'RE NOT ACCOMPLISHING ANYTHING WHILE INVISIBLE

Akarsha: There should be a card for “time spent invisible”

Only Min and Akarsha consider themselves gamers. Diya and Noelle will play Mario Kart at other people’s houses but don’t regularly play games Akarsha: besides DS games like Ace Attorney, she’s particularly addicted to MapleStory

Min: plays more console+pc games, likes CoD and Team Fortress 2

Sakura, Yuki, and Akarsha have all watched magical girl shows at some point. Akarsha’s favorite one is Madoka Magica.

Akarsha likes a lot of Ace Attorney characters and her favorite is Phoenix, she finds him relatable. However, if you ask her, she will answer “Spark Bruschel” (below)

She dreads it starting from the night before the presentation and have trouble falling asleep from anxiety. As the time to present approaches she’ll get more and more nervous and sweaty to the point that she won't have an appetite and her stomach hurts

As she's presenting, if she has note cards or a powerpoint to read off of, she stares at that the whole time and reads at lightning speed. Diya has to write down what she's going to say word for word, she can't just put chunks and phrases on note cards because she wont be able to construct a coherent sentence. her life flashes before her eyes whenever she stutters or messes up a sentence

If she doesn't have anything to read off of, she stares at inanimate objects instead of the audience, completely blanks out, and sometimes when she can't recover from that she panics and tries to end the presentation prematurely by suddenly going back to her desk. just bad all around

Noelle has good posture, the others are all pretty eh and slouch sometimes. In particular, Diya slouches a lot when she’s with Noelle because Noelle was taller than her in elementary school and Diya still isn’t used to the fact that she outgrew her.

It’s similar to how Min’s brain actually can’t fully process that she’s way shorter than Diya. When confronted directly with the fact Min will acknowledge it, but it hasn’t really sunk in, at all. Diya was only a little bit taller when they were kids, so in her gut that’s how it’ll always be. I experience this with my childhood friends too LOL I still instinctively feel like I’m taller than my friend who’s now like 5′8″ (I’m 5′2″)

THIS IS INCREDIBLY SPECIFIC ASJKDHFA

I feel like Diya and Hayden have long-ish hands because they’re big, but not yaoi hands level i dont know what to say

--Tumblr wouldn’t save my post after this, so I copied it into Word and pasted them back in. It worked, but now some of the asks ARE THE WRONG SHADE OF BLUE.....

(For those who don’t know, the song lyrics say “Her name is Noelle”) Yes, and this also reminded me that whenever Christmas songs say “Noel”, Akarsha annoyingly points it out like “it’s you Noelle”

It came from leftover dinner from the night before, which Noelle’s mom cooked

I have, I also love seeing all the different ways everyone writes the characters! Thank you fanfic writers!! ;u;

Hayden: 5′11″

Jun: 5′8″

adding this to the FAQ, thanks!

It’s not mentioned why she has a bandaid as a teenager. I have something specific in mind but it may come up in the sequel so I won’t say anything else about it

Here’s their birthdays from oldest to youngest:

Noelle: January 18

Akarsha: April 20

Min: July 4

Diya: November 26 I haven’t come up with the birthdays of other characters yet (except Jun, whose birthday is the same as Min’s haha)

Yes, stay tuned :>

Yup, that pose was reffed off of Trucy’s surprised sprite! I love how over-the-top it looks

OMG...I hate miscommunication as a cause of conflict in stories so don’t worry, there’ll never be a choice with disastrous consequences like that in any of my games!

I’m really glad to hear this, I sometimes wonder “should I have made them older?” but this is ultimately why I made them the age they are! I think a lot of people in their 20s instinctively feel 14 is too young because they’ve forgotten what they themselves were like at 14. I kept journals so I have evidence haha

You’re welcome, I’m really glad she was relatable!! Noelle has a Chinese name and goes to Saturday Chinese school, but I haven’t decided on what it is :( Maybe someday...

I REALLY want to sell Butterfly Soup merch like charms/prints/diya’s hoodie but bc I’m busy I haven’t had a chance to set it up yet >_> It’s my goal to accomplish this by the end of the year

It’s currently only available for the computer, sorry! There’s nothing questionable in this for 14 year olds -- there’s profanity, but there isn’t any explicit sexual content or nudity in it!

I’m glad that detail resonated with you!! I’m also self conscious of my hair (opposite problem, it’s EXTREMELY coarse) so I added it ^^;

A few were drawn from scratch, but most of them are at least partially drawn over photos I took

You can download it here, it’s a creative commons free song!

Yep this was fixed! I was so appalled this wasn’t caught before the game was released haha

Aw thank you!!

You’re welcome!!! The game hasn’t even been out for 2 months yet, I can’t believe people love it enough to replay it already ;u;

#my post #briANSWER #ask #homosushi #Butterfly Soup #overwatch

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sweetnestor · 7 years ago

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Stone Cold | september.

university au + platonic + romantic + angst, teamiplier + jack

sequel to: Story of Another Us | also on ao3 | previous chapter

Bella’s song choice: Stone Cold by Demi Lovato

I swear, the amount of people now attending YouTube University had tripled compared to last semester. You would think, with how last-minute the decision was to keep the place open, that there would be less people. The line of cars trying to get into the parking lot was spilling out into the highway. Buses containing international students were lined up at the roundabout in front of the main office. It felt like things were going nowhere.

Like last semester, I would be giving Jack rides to and from campus, and he would be staying at my house. The only issue was that he chose classes that started at eight in the morning (video production, gym, music theory, and web design - things he would have liked to take last semester), and I wasn’t used to getting out of bed so early. Needless to say, I was grumpy and mildly reckless on the road.

“Can you get off with me?” Jack asked, and I groaned. “Please? Just get a little sunlight and then you can go home. Please, Tiny Ball?”

I rolled my eyes and eventually found a parking space. The things I’ll do for this guy, especially when he gives me cute nicknames.

When I first started attending YTU back in 2014, it was crowded. I could recognize several vloggers that I didn’t necessarily watch. Now, I didn’t recognize anybody. I saw a few familiar faces, people I was too shy to approach,but the rest were new generation vloggers. I walked close to Jack, knowing that a place this crowded was sure to set me off. I wasn’t at the point where I had to grab his hand to get his attention yet, but oh boy, was it coming.

Then, to make things even more fun, people started approaching Jack. It was people he knew, like Suzy. Then it was Marzia. Holly. Ross. Arin. I wasn’t sure if I spoke to them at all, except for when Jack would introduce me. That was a sure fire sign that I had to get out of there.

But I stood in line with Jack, like a good friend. He was waiting to get his schedule and dorm key. It was more inconvenient than last semester, when we all had to print everything out online and get our room keys mailed to us. YouTube University was bringing back the things they did before the impending shut down, but it seemed like with the amount of people attending now, some things were bound to come apart.

“I think my dorm is gonna be my office,” Jack said in thought. “Start fresh, make a new set up. I get to rebuild my computer, that’s gonna be fun. And once it’s all done, you can use the space too, Bellers.”

“Cool,” I replied, but I felt like I was a million miles away.

“I mean, you let me use your space, the least I could do is return the favor.” He turned to look at me, and then his smile dropped. “Do you have to go?”

I nodded lightly. Everything was getting louder and more cramped.

“Do you need me to go with you?”

I shook my head. “Sorry. I’ll find my way back…”

Jack asked me if I was sure, and I said yes. Then I was off.

For some reason, I couldn’t stop thinking about the heat. It was still ninety degrees in LA, and I was resenting it. I couldn’t wear long sleeves or large hoodies to hide myself in. I had to wear makeup on my wrists and upper thighs and constantly tend to it. I felt way more exposed than I ever have, even more so now that Jack was living with me again.

A giant sigh of relief came out of me as soon as I was back in the car. Finally, I was alone, and I could go home now. I rested my head on the steering wheel, hoping in the back of my head that someone would accidentally crash into me. Lose control of the car, push me right into the wheel.

“Stop it,” I spoke to myself. I took another deep breath before sitting up.

Then, before I could even think about calming down, my stomach dropped. I recognized the car parked directly in front of mine. I knew it all too well, and I hated that I recognized the two people sitting in the front seats. Now I really wanted someone to crash into me.

I could avoid all of this ‘Amyplier’ stuff online. But in real life, at a place that is designed for vloggers… Well, that made it harder, even if you were taking a semester off. Seeing Mark get out of his car with this small, skinny blonde girl was enough to set me back to square one again. I found myself tightening my grip on the steering wheel, resisting scratching at my arms.

Neither of them saw me. Amy was on her phone, and Mark was looking at her. I could have taken that split second to duck or pretend like I didn’t see them, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away from them. Even when Mark looked ahead and met my eyes through the windshield, I was a deer in headlights.

His red hair got longer. He had to get it done again, but he didn’t have me to provide that service anymore. He had his own hairdresser on the side, anyway. His smile that was for Amy had disappeared when he saw me. It took Amy a moment to realize what exactly my ex boyfriend was looking at, and her face fell when she did.

My eyes didn’t stray as my hand shakily went to the key and turned on the ignition. Once they heard the engine turn over, they walked away. I couldn’t imagine the conversation following this would be like.

As soon as they were out of sight, I felt the burning lump in my throat. I didn’t want to do this again, not here. It felt like it would never stop. I tried holding back the crying fit, despite that tears were streaming down already. I couldn’t keep falling apart like this, it wasn’t going to get me anywhere.

“Hey guys! This is a bit personal, but I wanted to clear up some of the rumors going around regarding this topic.

Bella and I are no longer together. We haven’t been together for a while now. Unfortunately, things didn’t work out in the long run, but there is no tension or bad blood between us. She is an incredibly strong, amazing person who has taught me a lot and helped me become a better man. She is wonderfully talented and deserves so much in life. What she doesn’t deserve are rumors and unfair claims made against her.

It would mean the world to me if you checked out her channel and sent her some love!”

“Bella, no!” Jack warned.

He was holding my laptop hostage, but he didn’t get my phone in time. I was typing out an angry tweet, ready to destroy my ex. I wanted to expose Mark for all the pain he me through. How dare he think he could fix anything with a Tumblr post? It doesn’t change anything!

“Bella, I swear to god,” Jack said, coming towards me.

Before I could make the tweet public, his arms went around me. I cried out and struggled in his hold. He told me to drop it, but I resisted. I didn’t know Jack was so strong, or maybe it was because I was trying so hard not to sob hysterically that it was hindering my own strength.

“Please, please…” I begged, still struggling. “Let me have this…”

“It’s not worth it!” Jack told me as he managed to pry my phone out of my hand, despite my protesting yells.

“He’s not fixing anything! He’s just portraying me as some charity case!” I snapped as soon as I was released. “Like ‘sorry for abandoning you, here’s a free promo!’”

“Okay, it’s okay,” Jack reassured. “I’m sure those weren’t his intentions.”

I wiped my nose with the back of my hand and took a deep breath. No more falling apart. God, the things I wanted to tweet about Mark. I wanted to hurt him, make him feel what I was feeling.

“You okay now?” Jack asked me. He was watching me carefully.

“Will I ever be okay again?” I asked in return.

“Yes, you will. You have every right to feel sad and angry and hurt. You can’t do reckless things on impulse. It won’t be like this forever.”

When will it end, though? When will it stop feeling like this?

“You know how I feel, though,” I said. “Don't you ever see Signe and just want to… I don't know, snap?”

“I do…” Jack admitted, looking down. “Trust me, I really do sometimes. But I resist that, and I distract myself. That's just what you need: distractions.”

Or the sweet mercy of death, but Jack probably knew better.

“We gotta help each other through this, Bellers,” he told me. “Do what we can to be there for each other.”

He was right. I had to be there for him, too. I couldn't just be a giant mess all the time and have him clean up after. Even if it was all I knew how to do these days, I couldn't fall apart anymore.

“I think I might be okay,” I told my therapist, Helena. “Haven't cried or had any meltdowns in the last week.”

Helena looked impressed as she wrote on her clipboard. “Have you found ways to deal with your emotions? I recall you saying that you had a hard time after Mark publicly addressed your situation.”

I nodded in agreement. “I did. But Jack - he's living with me again - uh, he got through to me.”

“Oh, Jack! The same Jack you were afraid of when you first met?” Helena asked.

That felt like such a long time ago. “Yeah. He came back for YTU. He's also going through a breakup right now, so we're kind of leaning on each other.”

“Oh, I see. How has your relationship progressed?”

I thought about it. Throughout all of the shit that has been going on in my life recently, it was good to find that I had a confident answer.

“He's my best friend. He's the only person who's stuck with me, and I've only known him for a few months. I don't think I've gotten so close to someone so fast before. Like, I thought he was going to stop talking to me when Mark left. But he stayed. He's the only person I've got right now.”

Helena was nodding intently and writing on her clipboard. “Well, it's good that you have someone to help you get through this. And… forgive me if this is disrespectful in any way but, has there been any romantic attraction between you and Jack?”

Ah, she sounded like my Twitter mentions. At least she wasn't asking just to push my buttons.

“No,” I replied. “We've actually had that conversation before. I think that only happened because people online constantly talk about us being a couple. And like, some people think we should be together, or that I cheated on Mark with Jack when that's not the case.”

“So you've talked about being a couple, but there isn't any romantic tension?” Helena paraphrased.

Didn't realize how it was going to sound. “Yes. I think if we were meant to be a couple, we would have been dating by now. I think my breakup with Mark wouldn't have been as painful if I had feelings for Jack. Like, I could date him if we were living another life. That's what we say. He's kinda like the one that got away, but I never even had him like that to begin with.”

Helena smiled. “So, in a way, you and Jack were meant to meet and be in each other's lives. No matter what life you're living in, no matter what point in time it is, your paths will cross.”

It seemed to click as she said it. “Yes. I think so.”

I hadn't had a session that left me thinking so hard in a while. I wished I could fully remember the conversation Jack and I had at The Tube a million years ago. I couldn't remember if any underlying emotions were revealed aside from the platonic ones.

There was also a reason why Jack and Signe broke up. I didn't know this reason yet, and I wasn't sure if I should have been nervous. I mean, I was always nervous for no good reason, but still. They broke up out of nowhere and then Jack just flew himself to the States not long after.

I made it back home in time for dinner. Since moving back in, Jack had taken it upon himself to restock my refrigerator. When he first saw how empty my kitchen had gotten over time, I had to admit that my own depression affected my appetite and motivation to buy more food. Now, he was in charge of cooking meals because “crackers aren't real food, Baller!” I couldn't help but wonder if that was because he was a good friend or because he was secretly madly in love with me.

“How was therapy?” he asked from the stove when I walked into the apartment.

“I didn't cry this time,” I told him, peering into the kitchen, “so that's a step up, I guess.”

Jack smiled as he stirred noodles in a pot. “That's good. Are you hungry? I made chicken and pasta.”

We prepared our plates and then sat on the couch. I insisted on watching a makeup tutorial on YouTube while we ate, and thankfully Jack went along with it. He was engaged, and asked questions about certain things the artist would do. Again, was he just a good friend or was he in love with me?

“Oh, so guess what's happening on campus?” he prompted after a while.

“What?”

“Homecoming! It's basically like the creator's summit in New York, except it's open for everyone in the student body,” he explained. “There's going to be activities and things for everyone to do, and then at night there's gonna be a dance.”

I nearly choked on my pasta. “Really? Now YouTube really feels like high school.”

“Doesn't it? Anyway, I want you to go to the dance with me.”

Again, nearly choked. Oh no, he's in love with me. I didn't have any romantic feelings for him, though. Oh no, oh no.

“I mean,” he continued when I hadn't replied, “I want you to get out of the house, and I need to also. The dance isn't until early November, so hopefully you'll have time to prepare.”

Prepare to fall in love with him? Could I love Jack on a more-than-friends level? Maybe. I suppose I wouldn't knock it. Maybe this was the life where we would be together. Maybe this is what's meant to happen.

“Obviously we'd be going as friends,” he added. “The internet might take that a different way, but the dress code is to match the person you're going with. Still as friends, though.”

Oh thank god.

“Okay,” I finally said. “So, it's a dance… with a lot of people?”

“Yeah, but you'll be with me,” he reassured. “We'll go only for an hour if that makes you more comfortable. Okay?”

Right. Why would he be in love with me?

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#jacksepticeye x reader #jacksepticeye x oc #crankgameplays x oc #ethan nestor x reader #i know hes not in it yet just hOLD ON #sc fic #sweetheart writes

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