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So next week will be its 3rd anniversary of this meme I made back then. Well, not knowing what Minun ACTUALLY means in Finnish (means "my" lol), let me tell you my lore of Finland and its 3 month chaos.
Well, excluding Brawl Stars cuz idk what happened lol, on April 9th 2021, the Plusle and Minun handymen episode was aired in Japan. With COTD like Devi (Minun) and Multa (Plusle), guess who injured after he/she got tripping: Devi.
Finnish fans were ok but they weren't ok with the episode, because it's boring and shit. 2 months later, Eriksen got injured really bad and almost died in the Euro 2020 match Denmark vs Finland. 15 minutes later, Finland scored. It ended 1-0.
American hours after the match, Kira posted this comic featuring Odette for her #ViserLeagueTournament thing. While Mana releasing her Minun (or being like a following Pokémon ig...), 25% of fans was mad because Minun means "my" in Finnish and it's not a coincidence.
The 75% believed everyone didn't knew this until now, and it was a coincidence. Finland loses to Russia 1-0 and didn't make it to the playoffs.
Like, ik other shit just happened but idc. I ONLY need these because it's near and during Euro 2020.
C'ya!😃
#im not trying to say bullshit im just saying the truth#and my world events lol#euro#football#soccer#stupid shit#alternative universe#my world#fictional world#pokemon#pokemon journeys#anipoke#pokeani#minun#plusle and minun#fangod writes#fangod my world's story time
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it is all chaos and entropy. the thing is that the chaos and entropy make it beautiful and lovely.
yes, it's true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is terrifying. i have lived through some of the unfairness - i got born like this, with my body caving into itself, with this ironic love of dance when i sometimes can't stand up for longer than 15 minutes. i am a poet with hands that are slowly shutting down - i can't hold a pen some days. recently i found a dead bird on our front porch. she had no visible injuries. she had just died, the way things die sometimes.
it is also true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is wonderful. the sheer happenstance that makes rain turn into a rainbow. the impossible coincidence of finding your best friend. i have made so many mistakes and i have let myself down and i have harmed other people by accident. nature moves anyway. on the worst day of my life she delivers me an orange juice sunset, as if she is saying try again tomorrow.
how vast and unknowing the universe! how small we are! isn't that lovely. the universe has given us flowers and harp strings and the shape of clouds. how massive our lives are in comparison to a grasshopper. the world so bright, still undiscovered. even after 30 years of being on this earth, i learned about a new type of animal today: the dhole.
chance echoing in my life like a harmony between two people talking. do you think you and i, living in different worlds but connected through the internet - do you think we've ever seen the same butterfly? they migrate thousands of miles. it's possible, right?
how beautiful the ways we fill the vastness of space. i love that when large amounts of people are applauding in a room, they all start clapping at the same time. i love that the ocean reminds us of our mother's heartbeat. i love that out of all the colors, chlorophyll chose green. i love the coincidences. i love the places where science says i don't know, but it just happens.
"the universe doesn't care about you!" oh, i know. that's okay. i care about the universe. i will put my big stupid heart out into it and watch the universe feast on it. it is not painful. it is strange - the more love you pour into the unfeeling world, the more it feels the world loves you in return. i know it's confirmation bias. i think i'm okay if my proof of kindness is just my own body and my own spirit.
i buried the bird from our porch deep in the woods. that same day, an old friend reaches out to me and says i miss you. wherever you go, no matter how bad it gets - you try to do good.
#writeblr#warm up#i can't write rn but i have SO much words in here bc im reading the chorus of dragons books#(just started book 4)#and this woman's writing is just LIVING in my brain. let me out!!!#(i read roughly like 2-4 books a week usually bc i go on long walks with my dog but when a book is REALLY good like. it eats my life. )#anyway ...... so like here's a story that idk i've tried to explain to other people as being wild#but maybe im the only one who thinks it is wild???#so i play pokemon go (i just started in jan) bc i love pokemon and as i have mentioned i walk goblin for like an hour in the morning#and i don't like a lot of fitness trackers due to the fact it makes me .sad. but i also wanted the little digital rewards. enter pokemon go#anyway so they make you make friends to complete quests. so i used a reddit thread. i do not usually use reddit. i don't have an acct#i lurked. i just googled like ''pokemon go reddit '' and randomly added a bunch of numbers#i was on that page for all of 15 minutes. there are THOUSANDS of responses on that page.#here's what's wild: in that group of people. even though i am not on reddit and it was one random event once#it turns out one of those people lives in the town i live in. or at least very close. i only know this because#when we send each other gifts. it's from the same freaking area.#i can't ask them to meet up bc pokemon go doesn't have a messaging app lol but like . what are the fucking chances that#a random person posts in a random reddit thread and HAPPENS to get added by someone ELSE from their SAME TOWN#who by pure fucking CHANCE is ALSO playing pokemon go and looking for friends#i googled it there's only 42000 people in my broad region. the .......... smallness ! of the world!!!
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more details about the job switch lol
#dragons dogma#dd2#dragons dogma 2#tbh. i knew i was gonna bring these guys back for dd2 but#im very glad i had them switch roles#it is making me cuckoo in the best and worst ways#i think pawn basil is having a lot more fun than arisen basil. he has cool friends from other worlds now :)#also haim my ex-pawn arisen who has been exposed to the horrors#let me just tweak the canon events a little...#edit: just noticed a typo LOL
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So no story mode? *throws phone and jumps on skateboard, breaking it*
#it’s not the end of the world but like#why end with such a major cliffhanger if you aren’t going to continue it in the next base game#because the idea of doing it as an event rubs me the wrong way#cuz it’s only free for a little while then it’s behind a paywall#when it’s been base game the past two years#idk maybe we aren’t getting it at all#some communication would have been nice#but hey my bank account is just glad I don’t have to get the game immediately for the story mode lol#just dance#just dance 2025
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✨👽💖🍩✨
Twitter // kofi
#YA’LL HAVE NO IDEA HOW HARD YA BITCH WORKED ON THIS#BUT SHES H E R E GIRLIES#OUR ALIEN QUEEN#I’ve been wanting to draw Mina for AGES I’m so glad I got to and especially for such a fun event!#really hope hori notices it on Twitter that’d make my whole life complete lol#he’s been my inspiration for YEARS?? his style is what I’d want my art to be like !#so glad I had this opportunity ! here’s to hoping I at least get noticed lol#aside from all that LOOK AT S H E?? SO proud of this one!#foodart#cookiesart#my hero academia#bnha#mha#mina ashido#ashido mina#mha mina#boku no hero academia#mha poll#worlds best hero#mha fanart
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Randomly thinking about “tolerate it” (narrator voice: it was not random) and how under the cloak of fiction it is ostensibly inspired by works like “Rebecca” (which Taylor said she read during the 2020 lockdowns I believe?), with the line of “you’re so much older and wiser” indicating that the speaker is significantly younger and inexperienced compared to the person she’s speaking to and a pretty direct reference to the plot of the book.
But I saw something somewhere once that stuck with me about how it might not be referring to relative age between the characters but chronological age as in the passage of time in a relationship. And that made me think about how in a contemporary context, it might not necessarily be referencing an actual age gap between the two characters, but rather a sarcastic or cynical response to the man’s claims that he has matured (“you’re so much older and wiser [than you were before/than you were when we met/etc.]”), which then made me think about that line in relation to the woman. And that it could be taken like, “you act like you’ve matured so much in our time together and like you know everything, while I’m supposedly still stuck as the girl I was when we first met.”
Which then made me think of the “right where you left me” of it all and did you ever hear about the girl who got frozen time went on for everyone else she won’t know it and the bit in Miss Americana where she talks about how celebrities get frozen at the age at which they got famous, and how she’s had to play catch up in a lot of ways not just in her emotional growth but kind of in general. (Which also made me wonder if she’s ever been called out for immaturity/lack of curiosity/lack of education about things in her life…)
Which then made me think about the rest of the song, and @taylortruther’s posts yesterday about “seven” and “Daylight” and the way Taylor idealizes her youth yet contrasts it with an almost sinister reality in its wake, and the line, “I sit by the door like I’m just a kid,” because the discussion raised that her relationship let her recapture some of the childlike joy and wonder she’d lost. So this line is a double-edged sword: the speaker sits by the door with childlike hope that the person will come home and cherish her, but on the darker side, feels like the child dealing with the monsters she doesn’t have names for yet and the feelings of isolation she felt as she aged.
I’m not saying the song is necessarily autobiographical; like most of the songs on folkmore, it’s clearly a fictionalized story based on media she’d consumed and created, but we know a lot of the fictional songs were infused with her own feelings and experiences and… This idea swirling in my head picked up steam and now I kind of can’t stop thinking about it. Sorry but I’m a little obsessed now.
Like maybe it might start to shed light on why she identified so strongly with the novel in the first place…
#the third eye has been opened#😵💫#like tolerate it was always a difficult song#even when we learned it was based on Rebecca it obviously took on new meaning post-joever#and especially in light of ttpd#but the thought spiral i went on last night when i started thinking about all these connections#and the evermore of it all#I’m Charlie at the conspiracy board again#writing letters addressed to the fire#me thinking too hard about Taylor lyrics#evermore my beloved#tolerate it#i kinda gave myself the ick with all this 😵💫#because of the ttpd of it all coming up#and i feel like i remember interviews where Taylor said joe was so well-read especially about like world events and politics and stuff#and supported her when she wanted to start speaking up (not getting into that)#but just based on ~vibes now I wonder if that was like a sore point too at some point#which again i have no proof of but just like… experience with pretentious millennial art bros lol#oh man oh man oh man#this feels like some sort of huge revelation at 1:00 am#when i started writing this lol#eta: when I queued this in the middle of the night i didn't see all the excellent discussion about the seven/folklore posts#so all of you who have been posting about them this morning consider yourselves tagged too!
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thulium / miracle
Part of LoL Esports Elemental Series.
#caution to my three followers: i have found a new thing to do for a bit#lolelements#lol esports#drx 2022#drx deft#azipost#edit#images taken from worlds 2022 finals teaser and lol esports flickr (worlds 2022 finals)#2017 and 2022-23 are life changing events to me unfortunately
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Marius/Daniel appreciation week, Day 1: Round glasses and a typewriter
Bonus:
Would Daniel remember all such details from his mortal life? Let’s say he does. (Btw I don’t usually give him glasses, but for the sake of the prompt, I did; it suits him either way!)
#marius/daniel#the vampire chronicles#marius de romanus#daniel molloy#de romanus coven events#Prince lestat era#I drew this on the world’s most uncomfortable hotel chair#Why i’m submitting late lol#my first completed multi page vc comic! Wow#long post#i rushed this! feels bad actually
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More handwritten fanfiction!!
I've decided to just write this entire bubbamiah fic in my notebook and honestly it's so much fun to write on paper. I've said this before but I genuinely recommend you try this out if you're a writer, even if it's just for a bit. It makes you think about your word choices more because it's so much harder to edit a mistake when it's on paper.
#shoot from the hip#sfth fanfiction#I feel like I'm erring on the edge of too much spoilers for this fic lol#this might be the last handwritten fanfiction post from me#(that's a lie)#(but my next update will probably when the whole fic is finished just for spoiler's sake)#anyways this is completely off-topic but for those who read my absurd amount of tags on posts#(first of all thank you for doing that :'])#I'm thinking of entering fictober this year but idk if it's a good idea cause I'm like the world's slowest writer#but also one only experiences so many octobers in their lifetime and what if I stop writing by next october#I don't wanna end my fanfiction career without ever doing a fictober event :(#but also doing fictober would absolutely fuck over my entire schedule and that's not good#I have a fic for day 2 started but like if I post it then I'm committed to this so I have to write for the other days#also day 2 is literally almost over so#idk thoughts?#(this is such a random tangent lmao I'm so sorry)
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The size swap episode is here! While it does canonically happen in the main story, it’s only ever vaguely alluded to because it has zero plot relevance and never happens again (I just wanted them to experience how the other feels being tiny/giant)
Why isn’t this just an AU, you ask? Because I want the true characters to experience it >:)
(there’s a bit of spice in here as well; you know how the girlies are rn… they’ll be like that for a bit lol) [One day after the end of chapter 27, in Alexis’ living site near the mountains, both a normal-world inhabitant and an other-worldian wake up to begin their travels, only to find a strange new perspective…]
“Alexis!?” I woke with a start, groaning in annoyance. What was so important Erica had to wake me by yelling into my ear? I was about to say something in protest, but I was startled into silence by my unfamiliar surroundings. Cloth stretched on and on around me in every direction. The only source of light filtered in beyond the strange material. It was disorienting and almost frightening. Where am I? “Erica?” I called nervously into the empty air. Now I could see why she’d woken me, but where was she? I looked to the floor for her, and gasped in shock. My clothes were gone. Before I could even begin to puzzle out what happened, the entire room tilted to the side. I cried out in fear as I slid down the surface of the cloth floor. A moment later, light blinded me and I hit the ground unexpectedly hard. The air was thrust from my lungs, and I sat up dizzily.
Daylight scorched my eyes. I shut them quickly, but forced them back open at the sound of faraway rumbling. What caused the rumbling was so awe-inspiring and frightening that I forgot to breathe. Erica was standing what seemed like miles away from me; she stood almost as tall as a mountain, and she was putting on my clothes.
That’s where I woke up, I realized, recognizing the color of the fabric I’d been lost in moments ago. No wonder I was naked; my clothes were far too big for me now. “I shrunk!” I whispered in wonder. Judging by Erica’s new size and the fact that she had to steal my clothes, I could only assume Erica had grown. We’ve switched heights! How is this possible? I spent so much time trying to shrink to her size, and now that I have, suddenly she’s the tall one?
“Alexis, where are-?” Erica stopped short as she noticed the height of the trees for the first time. “What the hell?” Even her confused whisper was loud to me. As I took in her new height, I had a terrifying thought. If Erica and I swapped sizes, she can finally get revenge on me for controlling her! Seconds later, I forcefully shook my head. No, she wouldn’t; she loves me; she wouldn’t hurt me for that anymore. However, I tested if I still had the ability to control another person. I did.
I flinched as Erica shifted to kneel down, carefully picking something up off the ground. Though she was fairly far away, her movements still took up one half of my vision. Am I really that terrifying when I’m that size? I had to be.
Staring in numb shock, I watched as Erica flinched backwards, immediately scanning the ground and the bottoms of her feet. She let out a relieved sigh when she found nothing. “Alexis, did we switch sizes?” Erica asked, sounding almost frightened. Wow, her voice was so much louder than I’d heard before.
“Please, say something! Are you standing somewhere trying to get my attention? I- How am I so big? This feels.. what’s the opposite of claustrophobic?” She scanned the ground around her carefully before standing back up. “This is awful! Now I know why you panic so much when you can’t find me.” Despite my slight fear of Erica’s new size, I called out to her. Though it was still unnerving to see her this way, I didn’t want her to be worried about me.
“Erica! I’m over here!” She froze mid-search. “I’m over here! Behind you, to the left of the trees!” Her movements were so large and so fast that I instinctively gasped in fear. My thoughts spiraled in a panic. Why am I calling her over!? I don’t even have clothes on!
The moment Erica spotted me, she sat up and raced over. Each of her steps covered about thirty or so of mine. “Alexis!” she cried out in relief, “Thank god! I was so scared, I thought I’d crushed you!” I yelped in terror as she swiftly snatched me off the ground. Vertigo churned in my stomach as I was lifted a horrifying distance into the air. Her fingers, each of which were longer than half my height, pressed painfully into my sides as she held me dangling in the open air.
No! She is going to hurt you! my mind screamed. She can easily hurt you for everything you’ve done, and you. Can’t. Stop her. “Ow! Ow! You need to let me go, or else you’re going to break something!” I cried, “Erica please, don’t hurt me! I’m sorry! Please!” Tears welled in my eyes as I was placed back down. I wasn’t even sure if it was my abilities reacting to my fear that made her do that, or if she really intended to. I fell to the ground as my knees gave out beneath me, trying my best to shield my completely exposed body from the rest of the world.
“Alexis?” I glanced up to see giant fingers closing in on me. A sob escaped my throat, and Erica’s grasp fell short. She watched from somewhere above my vision as I curled up tighter. “Alexis, it’s just me. I- I’m not going to hurt you...” “You just did!” I cried out. Erica was silent for a long moment. “Hey,” she whispered comfortingly, “Look at me.” I shook my head, buried between my arms. “Please? Just for a moment?” I reluctantly gazed up at her, vision partially hindered by tears. Erica had backed off slightly, looking me over with a pained expression. It faded into a soft smile as my gaze connected with hers — eyes widening in wonder.
“I’m really sorry about grabbing you like that,” she admitted, “I guess I didn’t realize how easily I could hurt you. It all makes a lot more sense why you’re always so hesitant to get close to me.” I slowly unfurled myself, coming to stand as my nerves subsided. “I know how it feels. I’m probably terrifying to you right now. But.. Alexis, you know I would never intentionally hurt you, right?”
I nodded, realizing that I’d very quickly jumped to conclusions earlier. Erica wouldn’t use her newfound strength to get back at me for something I did four.. five years ago now. Tentatively, Erica pulled herself closer, fingers carefully caressing my arm. Shuddering at her warmth, I drew myself closer. “I can’t believe it’s really you,” Erica whispered, “You’re so small.. and.. naked!” she she gasped, fingers quickly retracting from my side. “Oh, sorry; I should’ve given these to you sooner!” Erica shifted to take her own small clothes out of her pocket. “I found these on the ground beneath me when I grew. They’re kind of torn up, though. I must’ve grown right out of them.” Her clothes were split down one side; the only way I could wear them was wrapped around me like a towel, but it was better than being stark naked.
“Thanks,” I nodded to Erica, tying the slightly shredded items around myself. “Oh, and sorry for taking your clothes,” she apologized. “Yeah, you literally stole them right off of me.” Erica looked me over intently, “What? I did?” “Yeah, I mean, you grew out of your clothes because they were too small, but I was trapped inside of mine! I fell out when you picked them up.” Erica looked slightly stricken after I told her this.
“I didn’t even see you..” She gasped, “What if I’d dropped you from all the way up here? You could’ve been seriously hurt! I could’ve killed you without even realizing it!" Erica sat up a ways, looking down at herself in dismay. "Alexis, how do you stand being like this all the time?” I chuckled, “It certainly takes some getting used to. And I’m sorry I accused you of trying to hurt me. It’s just a little overwhelming, seeing you like this.” She nodded, “That’s alright, I completely get it. I’ve pretty much been in your exact situation. With you, actually.” I sighed, collecting my thoughts.
“Erica?” "Yeah?" "What if this is permanent? What happens if we don't swap back? Our whole plan…" That was the extent of my thought — the rest frightened me too much to say aloud.
Erica stared out over me in thought. "We'll just have to continue doing what we always do, I guess. I can probably take out a hell of a lot more bad guys like this, that's for sure." "Yeah, but.." I trailed off uneasily, "I- I can't go home like this. I'll never get to see my world or my family ever again." I watched the subtle shift of Erica's hands reach slightly forwards, then pull back. She wanted to comfort me, but had no idea how to do so without scaring or hurting me.
"This can't be permanent," Erica stated, "At least I don't think so.. But even if it is, I'll always be here to take care of you. Ivan's in the town too; he could help you get settled in if you end up staying here." I nodded solemnly, eyes drifting downcast to the suddenly tall blades of grass at my feet. Finally, Erica couldn't keep herself away any longer. She slid me delicately into the palm of her hand and lifted me up to her eye level. This time she made sure to go much slower.
Being lifted was such a strange sensation. I could feel every little movement Erica made, even her pulse, bobbing just underneath her skin beneath me. "I don't like this any more than you do," she assured me, “It’s... Just thinking about anyone besides you seeing me like this makes my skin crawl. I’m so big anyone can see me do anything, and everyone will be watching me!”
I blinked, never having given that much thought myself. "How about we do something to get our minds off this, hmm?” Erica offered suddenly, “We'll take the day off; we won't even go into town. If this keeps up tomorrow, then you and I can start worrying about long term stuff, alright?" "Ok," I nodded a bit more enthusiastically. "I was thinking of going for a walk, so I could see what the other-world looks like from your height. The way it normally looks." Erica nodded, "Sounds like a plan, then. Should I put you down?" "Yeah, I want to see things from a 'normal' height." I used the term normal rather lightly. Neither my giant height nor this one seemed very accurate. I was so used to being big in the other-world that my smaller height just felt weird. Slowly, I was brought back down to the ground.
I walked through the woods by myself first; taking everything in was strange enough without my used-to-be-tiny, now giant girlfriend pacing around. After a while I began to get bored, however. The woods were nice to see at a normal scale, but it really wasn't all that different from taking a walk in the woods at home.
Home. Would I ever really return there? When Erica came to my world, she constantly had to hide from everyone, and she wasn’t able to do very much on her own. I shook away my gloomy thoughts and headed back the direction I'd come. Just listen to Erica. Take a break today, figure it out tomorrow. Hopefully this is some sort of weird fluke that'll fix itself soon.
I'd been walking back for almost twenty minutes before I realized that I might have been walking in the wrong direction. There was definitely not a stream on my way in. I panicked for a moment, realizing that I was definitely lost, before I remembered who was with me. "Erica!" I called, "If you can hear me, can you come over and get me? I think I'm lost!" There was silence, then I heard the slight tremor of Erica coming closer. "Alexis, are you calling me? God, your voice is so small. Hold on, let me see if I can find you." Oh boy, maybe I will have to find my way back on my own.
Thankfully, a few minutes later I saw her form appear through the trees. I didn't bother calling out to her for directions. All I had to do was follow her. Soon, I'd made it to the edge of the woods and flagged her down. Erica was so excited to see me, she very nearly snatched me up, but she held back at the last second when she saw me flinch. "Sorry, sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." "It's alright," I reassured her, "I was thinking we could finish my walk together? After lunch though, because I'm starving." "Good idea."
Thanks to Erica's 'ignore your problems until later' plan, I actually forgot to worry about things for a while. We talked over lunch just like any other day, then we continued on my walk — not that I was doing any of the walking anymore. I'd tried to trek alongside Erica, but her strides were just way too big for me to catch up with. Walking next to her was like walking next to a moving skyscraper; the scale of having to crane my neck vertically up to see her made my stomach churn uncomfortably, so I ended up sitting on her hand the whole time. Erica had offered me a place on her shoulder, but I quickly declined. Shoulder rides are her thing. I would only be more anxious if she placed me there. Unlike Erica, I actually fear the prospect of falling to my death.
I clung to her pointer finger, wanting to watch the view but also terrified I’d slip off her hand. There was an almost alarmingly fast pulse beating through it, and when I glanced up I saw Erica quickly look away from me with a flushed face. Even when I pretended to ignore her obvious fascination with my new size, I nearly got scared straight off the edge of her hand as two fingers fell over me from behind. Erica pet me with what she must’ve thought were gentle strokes, but really felt like she was squishing me down. I knew she meant well, though, so I let her.
Our walk was longer than I expected thanks to Erica getting lost. She confessed she hadn’t really been watching where she was going, and I confessed I knew she’d been watching me instead. I didn’t mind the length of it. In fact, it gave me a chance to get more used to the height I was held at. It also gave me more time to chat with the love of my life. She was just as nervous as I was, but we were together, so panicking took second place priority over calming eachother down.
Between a dinner lit by bonfire, and all the otherwise normal activities that took place, my day off had been very successful — since we started heading back, I hadn’t worried about my new height once.
Erica lay in my field, watching the sunset while I sat by the fire. It died soon after, leaving me with no source of heat while the night grew ever colder. Erica must've seen me shivering on my own, because she sat up and leaned over me. "You look cold," she stated. "My fire died," I responded in a deadpan voice. "Doesn't mean you have to be cold." Tilting my head back, I gazed up at Erica. She had that excited look in her eyes she always gets when an idea sticks in her head.
"Ok," I sighed, "Pick me up. I know you want to." Her digits suddenly laced around me, lifting me upwards as she settled herself back down. Once she was laying comfortably with my pillows, she placed me on her chest in the same spot I've always placed her.
It was mesmerizing, taking in Erica's larger than life form. She was everywhere on every side of me — even the very ground beneath me. Normally, that would be enough to easily frighten anyone. But not me, not with her. I carefully made my way to her face as she sat up just slightly so her eye level was even with mine. She was so big to me that I could see her actual pupils grow a bit wider with each step I took.
"I've never been able to see you like this,” I realized, “You're always so small." Erica shuddered, jostling me slightly, but I kept my balance. Everything about her was so intricate and gigantic. It was almost impossible for me to believe her and the tiny woman I could barely tell the eye color of were one and the same.
Tentatively, I reached out and brushed a few fingers over her scar. I'd only done this once before at my normal height. I was always too scared I might hurt her further, being so big. Now I could get close and not have to worry about anything. It was amazing. I kept going, brushing my hand further along her chin and down to her lips, watching as her eyes widened in awe.
"It's so weird, tracing your features as big as this," I admitted, "I'm almost convinced this is a dream." "Same here," Erica whispered. "If you'll let me, I.. I'd like to trace you too."
A part of me wanted to say no, to deny her simply because one false move could lead to my injury, or worse. However, I couldn't resist. "You can," I answered. Erica tediously edged her hands closer to me, fingers brushing up against my skin. She softly pinched one of my arms between them, staring in amazement at how miniscule the limb seemed in her grasp. Her touch gilded delicately up to my jaw, then, with the pad of a single finger, my cheek. It was all so overwhelming, but in a good way. This seemed to have a similar effect on Erica, who was stunned speechless.
"You're beautiful," she finally whispered in adoration. "So are you." Stepping closer, I leaned in and kissed her lip. I could only kiss one of them, that's how big she was. Erica pulled me in, both her lips sliding over my whole face as she returned my tiny piece of affection. The feeling was indescribable and immensely overwhelming. Now I understand why she keeps insisting she enjoys this despite how big I am.
Finally, I had to pull away to catch my breath, and the moment I did, Erica went back for more. After a few strong kisses, her lips brushed up against the ties on my torn clothing. They slid off me in one flourish. I lay blissfully in Erica's hands as she kissed my bare body. Her tongue slid over my torso and I groaned with pleasure, only prompting her to kiss me harder. As with so many of my experiences that day, I could finally see Erica's side of things. No wonder she pleaded with me to keep going after I'd nervously called off our first makeout session.
At some point her tongue slid into my mouth. I whined softly, opening my jaw to let her kiss me and fill it. It was nirvana until I heard a crack and felt a spark of pain in my jaw. I tried moving away, but Erica held me from behind, and again her tongue pressed into my mouth — nearly forcing its way down my throat. Gagging and choking, I was finally released with a jolt. “Alexis! Are you ok?” I took a few deep breaths and felt my jaw as I opened and closed it a few times. “Y- Yeah, I think my jaw just cracked and I got scared.” “I’ll just stick to your body, then?” Erica asked, tentatively giving my stomach a soft kiss. I exhaled in bliss, “Yeah.”
After the ecstasy of the moment died off at last, I curled up under Erica's chin, warmly tucked between it and her throat. I barely noticed my lack of clothing with how warm she was. We lay together like that for a long time — both tired, but neither of us ready to sleep. Finally, I wiggled my way back onto her chest and put back on the torn clothes. Erica grumbled sleepily, some of her warmth stolen. "Where are you going?" she asked me quietly. "I can't sleep on you. What if our sizes come back? I would crush you." "Oh." I knew she'd be more than a little disappointed, but I didn't want to risk it. Erica gave me her blanket to sleep on, which was really mine to begin with. "Goodnight Alexis." "Goodnight," I answered sleepily.
In the morning I was rudely awoken by the freezing cold winds that swept across the field. My clothes were gone again, but that didn't bother me in the slightest. I grew back! Whatever weirdness that happened yesterday is gone now. I wrapped my blanket around me and turned to where Erica had been sleeping. Sure enough, my clothes lay splayed out in the field once more. A small bump in the middle of my shirt shifted slightly in sleep. I decided to wait until Erica woke up to reclaim my clothes, and sat with my blanket, gazing off to nowhere in particular, when I was startled by a tinny gasp.
"Alexis! Alexis, I shrunk back! I'm my own height!" I smiled warmly, gently pulling away the top part of my shirt to reveal her normal-sized form. "You grew back too!" she exclaimed happily. "I did! Now I can finally have my clothes back."
Erica looked down at herself then back up at me. "Damn, now I'm the one who's stuck with the rags." I laughed and handed her clothes to her before slipping into mine. Unfortunately, Erica's clothes were far beyond wearable now. They'd been through not one, but two giant growth spurts, and were basically just shreds of cloth. "N- Now what?" Erica asked, shivering in the morning cold. "I c- can't wear this!" "What was it you told me last night?" I asked wryly, "Oh yeah. That doesn't mean you have to be cold." I held out my hands and Erica braced the wind for a few freezing steps before snuggling into my palms.
Back to the wind, protected by both my clothes and my blanket, I cupped Erica gently between my hands. Every once and a while, I'd blow on them to keep them warm. Inside, Erica dragged a few of my fingers closer. I instinctively flinched as I touched her, remembering how it felt to me when she was the one doing the holding. Yet, she persisted on pulling me in until she was pressed on all sides by warm skin.
One of my fingers just so happened to be in the right spot for a bit of flustering. Normally I would ignore this, maybe even move myself away. However, I was in a rather good mood thanks to my newly restored height, so I took the bait. Nudging my finger a bit deeper into the small space where Erica sat, I smiled at the small, almost inaudible gasp that came from within my hands. "Wh- What are you doing?" she asked, voice all high-pitched in embarrassment. "Oh, just warming you up," I replied innocently, pressing a little further. "Alexis," she giggled, "I'm the only one who does the flustering around here, missy. Just you wai-"
Her taunts were cut off by a gasp as I rubbed her breasts beneath the pad of my finger. I felt her squirm in my hands again as I laughed. "I'm sorry? What was that last part?" "You- mmnn.. Alexis- nnngg.. it's too early!" Erica complained between little moans of ecstasy as I continued along down her stomach. I let my finger trail off just above her hips, before slowly opening my hands back up.
Fixing her tousled hair, Erica flipped me the bird while I chuckled in delight. "I hate you," she said lovingly as I brought the blanket to the front of me and placed her down inside. "I should've done more with you last night. I had the perfect opportunity to show you the euphoria I feel when you do that to me, and I missed it." "Not entirely," I replied, softly tracing her form the way she had last night. Erica smiled, "Yeah, I guess it wasn't a total waste after all."
#yippee their problems are all mysteriously and conveniently gone by the next day!#I just like messing with my characters >;)#also yes ever since the events of chapter 26 the girls WILL be getting into various shenanigans at night#I’ll see how much of it I’ll leave in and how much I’ll keep between them#But they are absolutely going to explore eachother now that they’ve found ways to do so despite their sizes#just warning y’all ahead of time lol#hope you enjoyed this little side episode!#g/t#giant/tiny#g/t writing#other-world universe
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Sebek!!!
He's personally one of my favorite characters. I have not gotten to book 7 yet tho...
My opinion on him changed drastically over time, initially he was my least favorite character and I found him kinda annoying, but then I got to play the Halloween and the Glorious Masquerade events!
Truly he is just as ridiculous as everyone else at NRC, and I love that about him.
Bonus image of him listening to his workout tunes :D
#twisted wonderland#twst fanart#sebek zigvolt#twst sebek#Yet another recycled image from my abandoned Instagram lol#What kind of music would he listen to? Thoughts? Opinions?#He's so loud and stubborn but like he's just dressing for the job he wants essentially#He just wants to be an evil minion#Sebek found his calling and he wants the world to know#Glorious Masquerade is by far my favorite twst event for so many reasons#and giving me exposure therapy for Sebek is one of those reasons lol#I love the electric crocodile a lot okay
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fight-o ichiro!!!!!!!!!!
#this is vee speaking#read a post that suggested that ichiro might have also subconsciously been a little possessive of kuukou in his dream#like kuukou had no purple on didn’t talk to hitoya at all and wore a singular red band on his arm#and that’s the kinda biased ASF take i like to see LOL anyway it so thorough wrecked my my mental state#that i decided i just needed to draw it lol#the ichikuu hivemind yesterday was stuck on this dial i think bc i saw someone retweet old art from when the event first dropped#in addition to the one or two tweets just yearning for the event lol it was crazy to see i wasn’t the only missing that event#speaking of that singular armband have i ever cried on this blog about how crazy it is that kuukou said he’s tied to no one but the buddha#but he literally tied himself to ichiro by matching his bandana#and like mcd and kp didn’t have matching symbols like the divisions do (bb buttons mtc triangle fp star etc)#but nb did and it was that bandana like do you think the leaders looked at ichiro and kuukou and thought to themselves#‘wait but actually????’ LOL#i’m just saying kuukou’s love for ichiro had some ripple effects lol#there’s a post to be made that nayuta and kuukou’s names both represent the universe in some way in buddhism#but i’m not quite ready to make that post lol just!!!!! love that changes the world!!!!! GRAH!!!!!!#vee is arting
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Love For Love's Sake 🤝 Dead Friend Forever: death, depression, abuse, gloom, tears, watching someone spiral uncontrollably into their doom, painful breakups, pain.
Me *shakily*: these are the b-b-b-best BL series of 2024, I highly recommend them, 10/10
(and Cherry Magic🌸 🥰)
#love for love's sake#dead friend forever#cherry magic th#bl drama#the end of January brought a surprising turn of events in my little yaoi world lol#I mean#this is NOT what I expected#head full of feelings and theories about these two series 🤩
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i get critiquing plot holes and power differences/disadvantages and systemic things like sexism and sexualization/fetishization and racism in manga and stories in general, and i also understand loving your favorite character and wanting a certain outcome for them, but it's always a little bonkers to me that people geniuenly believe they could have come up with better endings or outcomes than the authors themselves... like i know people get attached to their favs and everything but manga and story telling is an artform and it's art that's created by a real life person who chooses to share their story with you there is no "better" ending that you could have come up with because you couldn't have come up with those characters in the first place! sure you think you could worm them around in better scenarios but even that is wishful thinking because you couldn't have, wouldn't have, and didn't come up with the world and scenes around them to navigate them in canon in the first place! idk i get wishful thinking and hopes and cracking jokes and fix-it fics and ships all that but sometimes i feel like people need to be humble and take a step back lol.... it's not your story and there's nothing for you to change, much less publicly scream about how the author fucked up just bc your favorite character didnt end up how you wanted them to.... and if u feel that strongly just like... do it in your own little online or irl community lol there's no need to scream on the internet every 3 months about how u think the mangaka who gave u the character u love so much is a piss poor artist
#delete later#like yeah i have my critiques of aot and jjk and naruto but i would never go so far as to say 'i could have written this better'#or 'x-mangaka didnt know what they were doing' bc they did..... and i couldnt have come up w those characters#there are things like ok based on events of other characters and rules about power scales#i can say i think sakura should have had ying/yang chakra abilities and i can say i think her story should have been as clear as others#but that's different than say lol sakura was NEVER meant to marry sasuke or catch up to him and naruto bc clearly she was 😭 bc she did#and even with jjk like sure ur attached to sukuna for whatever reason#but calling it disney kaisen and saying its cooked bc sukuna lost is crazy....#like of all the things to critique jjk on ur mad bc th evil guy the author planned to defeat was defeated........#and obvs im for making up little scenarios where everyone is happy and well and gets to do what i want thats what fics are#but thats so different than standing 10 toes down and saying gege is a trash author because nanami died#like OFC i want nanami back but the world is still spinning....#also im not saying that anyone is immune to like. the quality of their story declining bc that can 100% happen but its different#than trashing an artist just bc ur fav didnt get what u thought might happen to thenm
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taking a break between tasks, time to post old kvthm doodles
open for better quality | no reposts | ID under the cut
[Image description: A page of uncolored digital sketches of Kaveh and Alhaitham.
The topmost sketch is a redraw of a scene from the Archon Quest in which Kaveh frowns while looking up to meet Alhaitham's gaze.
The bottom left drawing depicts Kaveh and Alhaitham in an embrace. Alhaitham is nestled into Kaveh's chest and looking forwards with a neutral expression. One of his arms reaches around Kaveh's waist. Kaveh smiles as he looks forwards. One hand loosely caresses the back of Alhaitham's neck while the other lightly touches his jawline.
The bottom right drawings depict a chibi Alhaitham and smiling chibi Kaveh. An arrow with the phrase "do not separate them!!" points at them.]
#kaveh#alhaitham#kavetham#genshin impact#genshin#fanart#myart#doodle#sorry to mhy but nobody gets them/their dynamic except me and my friend#i haven't stopped talking about them for weeks 😭 it's a whole thing#i've been postponing the ending of the 3.2 archon quest since day 2 of the update bc i wanted them to stay in my world-#but i had to proceed to do the fungi event ;;;;#please bring kaveh back soon mhy i miss him already#as for alhaitham. he made me do a discourse analysis for the first time in forever#my view on him is interesting lol and it has everything to do with his development. affiliation w/ haravatat. and relationship to kaveh#i also don't think it'll outright show up in my art but i hc him as deaf!#the headset he wears all the time being his hearing aids#it was a passing thought that i combined w/ a different hc#and then Someone sent me a fic length backstory that still lives in my head rent free so now it's canon to me#tldr i'm so normal about them!#[shoves away my stash of digital/traditional kvthm art and the brainrot from the dm's]
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(walks into colorful palette board meeting) guys i've got the collab idea of the century
#project sekai#pjsk#emu otori#rui kamishiro#wonderlands x showtime#wxs#bttf#back to the future#pjsk fanart#fanart#my art#when you really think about it vbs!len has a very marty mcflycore outfit#but wxs just fit better with the concept overall lol (plus rui's the perfect stand-in for doc brown)#if there was like an event story or something i think it'd be something like emu dreaming that rui built a time machine#but when they took it for a test drive their shenanigans ended up putting them in a timeline where wxs never got together#and/or robo-nene took over the world. don't question the latter thing it came to me in a divine vision#and so they've gotta go back in time and fix everything
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