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rooster-the-love-of-my-life · 3 years ago

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Eavesdropping.

Summary: The reader is called back to Top Gun with her best friend Phoenix and her boyfriend Rooster. One night Rooster 'accidently' overheard what Y/N had to say about him.

Warning: A few curse words here and there.

A/N: This one's for @4margaritasalex

Being called to Top Gun was the dream, but being called back was definitely a surprise. Never in her wildest dreams had she thought this could be possible, but because of some morons who did some illegal things, it is.

Y/N 'Hawkeye' Y/L/N was siting at the hard deck with her lifelong friend Natasha 'Phoenix' Trace chatting about their lives. Natasha went first tell the pilot all about her adventures in the air and on ground. She was definitely a wild one.

"So what about you Hawk?" Natasha asked. "Got someone in you life?"

"As a matter if fact I do." Y/N answred, smiling against her beer.

"Shut up. Really?" Natasha asked. Y/N just nodded as an answred. "Who is it?"

"Someone you know." She replied vaguely.

"I know many people, who are you taking about?"

"Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw." She slyly replied. A squeal was what she got in answer.

"How long?"

"Three years. He just the best. The first year we were together, but then I got posted somewhere else and thought this was it, but he made it work. Didn't let me end it like I do." She explained.

"It must have been hard."

"It was, but I had him." Y/N was mow blushing.

"Tell me everything please." Natasha was excited to know who was making her friend blush like a tomato.

"Well at first I thought it was just a one night thing, but it wasn't. He made that a point. He came to my house the next day with flowers, took me out on a proper date, walked me back home."

"Fucked up like an animal." Phoenix added.

"Okay, maybe, but I'm not saying anything." Y/N answred.

"Then?" Pried Phoenix.

"Then what? I was his. He had me at hello. He's everything I want and more. He's amazing, he beautiful, he's funny, he's charming, his eyes are amazing, his body is amazing its like he's made like a Greek God, he's respectfull, he's good with my parents, he plays with fucking Legos with my 7 year old brother, he cooks, he's respectfull, he's everything and most of all, he's mine." Y/N said smiling once a fool.

"It seems you're absolutely, horribly in love with this gentleman." Came a voice which she recognized within seconds.

"Fuck." She whispered.

"Yes, fuck the love of my life is here." Rooster teased. "Hey Phoenix." He put an arm on Y/N's , who was still looking down, shoulders.

"I'm gonna leave you two lovebirds alone." Natasha said slipping out of bar stool. "Have fun and use protection."

Rooster took Phoenix's place, his hand still not leaving Y/N's shoulder. "Hey you." He softly said.

"HI." She finally replied, looking up.

"Ah, there it is. The face of the women I had at hello." He quoted her.

"Shut up." She replied still embarrassed.

"Oh no no no, you are never living this down." He said leaning jn close to her. "I'm never getting over the fact that you think I'm sculpted like a Greek God."

"I'm not even going to try now. Say whatever you want. I love you and that's it." She sipped her drink.

"I know you do." Rooster said taking her bottle from her and taking a sip out of it. "And for the record, I love you too my goddess. You're hotter than the sun, you're the light of my life, you're the reason I stay alive, you're the reason I make it point to come home, you're the only one I'll he taking home for the rest of my life."

"Okay, okay, I get it. You love me, I love you. What do you say we get it of here?" She asked.

"Fuck yes." He gulped her drink down. Stood up, gave her the best kiss ever and slipped out with her.

This was going to be one hell of a night.

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#bradley bradshaw #miles teller #rooster bradshaw #rooster top gun #tom cruise #top gun #monica barbaro #bradley rooster bradshaw #glen powell

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nemesis-is-my-middle-name · 3 years ago

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(as promised, a drabble to go along with/expand on this drawing. im holding @answrs fully responsible for the second part of this for the idea that god mighta set his watch a little wrong when ferrying people through time + “sneasler found a shiny ingo!”)

edit: now on ao3

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Akari had always liked to lie in the grass. Feel the sun-warmed earth below her, look up at the bright sky above her, letting the hours tick by. She imagines she can feel a heartbeat, deep below her. Whatever space or time she came from, that same heartbeat would have echoed to, connecting two distant worlds in an unbroken line.

The earth around her now was cold, and the thin strips of sunlight filtering in from the single, high window felt like a mean joke. She ran out of tears a while ago, but it still hurt.

She didn’t even know Jubilife had a prison. But Commander Kamado had herded her off here, taken away her flute and her Pokéballs and even the strange white-and-gold device she’d been carrying since she arrived here (even though she’d tried to explain that that one didn’t even do anything, it just showed her a map). Rei and Cyllene and the Professor had all given her apologetic looks as she’d been walked down the main road, but none of them stepped in to help her. They were all treating her like a dangerous unknown, something volatile that could turn on them at any moment—or perhaps someone who already had. She’d done everything they asked! They told her from the start they didn’t trust her, because of some origin she didn’t remember, but she’d tried so hard! She’d been useful, she’d followed orders, she’d done her best to never put a hair out of line. But this town—the only family she’d ever known—had still turned on her, every one of them.

She was done crying. But it still hurt.

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Sparse grass crunched under Ingo’s boot as he paced through the highlands. His Lady had separated from him a ways back, off to settle some Pokémon that were agitated by the current condition of the sky. He’d opted to continue forwards, looking for the person they’d both briefly seen wandering on the top of this cliff. It was dangerous for anyone to be out there without the Nobles watching, especially right then. He wasn’t even sure how they’d gotten up the cliffs without Lady Sneasler’s aid.

It was possible, he supposed, that they’d both been mistaken about what they saw. In which case, Lady Sneasler would be catching up with him in a few short minutes once her own task was completed, and they could confer on their next route together. For now, he would continue on his current track.

“Y’know, if you ask me, the Commander should’ve had me do this a long time ago,” said a voice off to his side.

He turned, startled, to see a vaguely familiar face standing there. It was difficult to place with the mask. The stranger was in a combat stance, a long metal chain in his left hand.

“Well, better late than never,” he said, shrugging, and then a cloud of smoke overtook the surroundings.

It was Beni, that’s where he’d seen the name and face before, he connected a bit too late. The cook in Jubilife’s canteen. That couldn’t be right.

That was more or less his last thought before metal wrapped around his throat, constricting his windpipe, and then everything went dark.

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Footsteps approached the door to her single cell. She made out Beni’s stooped figure against the bars. He was shuffling, dragging his feet with long, loud noises.

“B- Beni? Are you here to let me out? Please let me out, I want to help-“

The door opened roughly with a loud clang, cutting her off, and with surprising strength Beni tossed something into the cell—a large bundle she hadn’t noticed him dragging in the low light.

“Really, you should be begging us to stay in here,” he said, in his characteristic raspy old voice, at odds with his current position blocking her exit. “Whole world out there’s gone mad…”

She barely heard him, because she was too busy scrambling over to see what he’d thrown in with her. Closer up she recognized the off-white clothing of the Pearl Clan, underneath a familiar worn coat. Ingo wasn’t moving—of course they’d gone after him, if Kamado was worried about strangers from the rift. It was awful, but she felt selfishly grateful that they had, so at least she wouldn’t be all alone anymore.

Not caring if Beni was leaving or not, she curled up against Ingo, relieved when she felt the rise and fall of his chest under her head.

Please don’t hate me, she thought at him. Not you too.

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Ingo woke up somewhere dark. His head was pounding, his throat hurt, and there was a shivering weight pressing down on his chest. He assumed it was Lady Sneasler at first, but when he looked down, he recognized the mane of black hair tied up with a white kerchief. And the walls around him were too smoothly rectangular to be a cave, and it certainly wasn’t his home.

After another moment, he was able to retrace the last thing he remembered. Searching the highlands with Lady Sneasler, splitting up while she dealt with the Pokémon, finding… Beni…? and being attacked. And now, when he shifted, he could feel a chain wrapped loosely around his wrists and more tightly around his ankles.

Akari hiccuped, and he realized she was crying. Deciding for the moment that the strangeness of the current situation could wait, he worked his hands out of the chain and went to hug her. She whined when he pulled her close, gripping his shirt like she was afraid he’d get up and leave.

“I h-hate them,” she mumbled before he could ask anything. “I hope th-they all go fall in a rift and get stranded somewhere and nobody comes to help them. See how they like it.”

“Akari, that’s an awful thing to wish on anyone.” He sat up a little bit, pulling her with him. “Why would you say that?”

“They deserve it, they were awful first! They- th-the whole town put me down here, they said I was lying to them that it was my fault that I wanted the rift to- a- and they wouldn’t listen and I just wanted to h-help! And then they went and got you and… I- I’m sorry I’m sorry please don’t leave…”

Akari wasn’t even sure why she was apologizing, but some part of her muddled brain said that maybe this was her fault, somehow, that they were right or that maybe if she wasn’t here they wouldn’t have been able to find Ingo either. She couldn’t stop herself from saying it when all her words were just tumbling out.

At least Ingo seemed to disagree with her. “You have nothing to apologize for. And I have no intention of departing without you.”

Not that he could even if he wanted to, neither of them bothered to say. They were silent for a moment, until her crying had softened to quiet sniffling, and then she felt his head move off the top of hers. She looked up to see him staring intently at the single small window.

“What are you-“

But he brought a finger to his lips, eyes flicking down at her for just a moment. “Shh.”

Now that she was listening, she could almost hear something that could have been a trick of her own mind—an echo of an echo, a distant mrr-mee! from who knew how far away.

“What’s that?”

“Lady Sneasler is calling for me.” He began to rummage in his coat, but she already knew what he was looking for.

“They took my Flute too.”

“Ah.” His frown deepened. “Then I suppose we are stuck waiting at the station. However, if my Lady is calling for me, it will not be long before she comes looking. She will not stand to see us both imprisoned.”

She wanted to believe that, even as her imagination was filled with visions of the Galaxy Team trying to drive Lady Sneasler away. She saw the Noble refusing to leave them, and getting injured, because of them, because of her…

Shivering, she turned her face away from the window and back into Ingo’s chest.

He hummed in response, wrapping his worn coat around her shoulders.

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Sneasler paced up and down the Highlands, her call echoing off the cliffs. It was the unique call that bonded a Noble and their Warden, a signal for the Flute that both of them could hear from anywhere in Hisui. Hers was an imitation of the odd whistle her Warden had done to call for help when he’d first appeared. Even without the Sinnoh-bestowed power of the Celestica Flute, she’d heard him clear across the Highlands just from sheer volume. Now he wasn’t responding at all.

Even if he’d lost his flute, unless he was very far away, her signal should have been able to reach him and tell him to come to her. And he shouldn’t have been that far away, they were together not too long ago—but she’d turned her back for a minute and he’d vanished. What was that thing he was always warning her when she ran ahead? Take care not to come uncoupled from me, my Lady! Now she’d gone and done just that, and the only indication that he’d been here at all was the smell of Sootfoot Root, scuffs in the dirt from a brief struggle, and the hat he was always so careful not to drop, sitting discarded on the ground.

That hat was now held carefully in one clawed hand. She was stuck somewhere between scared and angry, both emotions unfit for a Noble. The other Nobles and the Pearl Clan was probably hearing her calls, at this point. If one of them came to investigate what was going on, and they couldn’t find Ingo either…

She was starting to lose hope, when finally there was a response to her call. Not a Celestica Flute, but it sounded just like her Warden’s fluteless whistle. He’d been asked not to do it, because it was, to be honest, distressingly loud, but at this moment she was nothing but grateful for the ear-piercing shriek. She took off, following the echo of the sound. It sounded like he was at the foot of the mountain, and almost at the border of the Icelands. She sprang up the cliffs in her way in record time, calling back and forth with the whistle.

One more cliff was scaled in a few bounds, and then she came to a screeching halt when she saw the source of the sound.

A white coat in pristine condition, free hand held at the side like it was a moment from reaching out and snatching whatever came close, a smile twisting features that should have been her Warden’s into something else entirely, as he lowered his hand from his mouth. She’d seen this form before, on Zorua attempting to trick Ingo, but this wasn’t a Zorua. She let out a little hiss as she drew near, more warning than threatening. The smell of the Rift was hanging in the air here, clinging to the man in white just like it had done to Ingo and Akari.

“Hello!” He seemed unfazed by a large, clawed beast hissing as it approached him. The smile didn’t move. “This is a strange place. You are a verrry strange Pokémon. Do you know where we are?”

His voice wasn’t the echo of a Zorua or the loud demand for attention of her Warden. Every word was clipped, like it had been cut out of paper with exacting care. She didn’t know what to do with it, but it wasn’t a threat for certain.

She made her Warden call again, confused. He whistled just like Ingo.

His brow furrowed a bit, maybe in confusion, and then he caught sight of the hat still in her hand. His smile got just a touch wider, strained.

“That hat does not belong to you,” he said, voice even colder than before as he indicated it. “Where did you find it?”

She perked up. She still didn’t know what this strange not-Ingo was, but she knew the look in his eye and the tone of his voice well. It matched her own current feelings.

#the nemesis speaks #swift writes #submas #pokemon legends arceus #tags. [waves hand vaguely] you get it #ingo and emmet can both wolf whistle at ear splitting volumes (ingos is louder tho. that lung capacity from shouting constantly)#this isnt even a subway boss thing they can just do that #properly domesticated pokemon dont seem to be a thing yet in hisui so i imagine most/all of the clans #havent gotten around to inventing that one yet #train man tag #jailbirds au

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misterbitches · 4 years ago

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i keep thinking about this and coming to more conclusions like both as an artist and me.

we always think first about the aggressor and not the victim. so, for example, with history 4 and yong jie what will their relationship look like now given the trauma? if they have no interest in fleshing this dude out and having him just be an annoying clingy little ugly bitch then acknowledge that pain and how it will affect them. it’s so easy for xing si to get over being raped? what about xing si’s relationship with his mother? what about the fracturing this does to the family when there’s an intense violation that was aided and abetted by the mother?

that would be far more fascinating trying to figure out and they could still have them be together if they so desperately need it but they can’t ignore everything. that means the trauma will permeate through every part of your life. it’s hilarious that so many fans say the portrayals are realistic because they are not. these shows do not have the time and many of the writers or producers do not have the care or prowess—or will have to cut things to please the state—to execute this. they expedite the healing process but we are left reeling.

in film school one of my teachers was always like, “what happens in the world when the film ends?” and this is something to ask. are we approaching it from: a man falls in love with his brother who raped him and the mother encouraged it and the shock and taboo of that or are we approaching it from a man is forced and trapped into a rship and stockholm syndrome and how that plays out. even if they stayed together even so it would give us more reason and understanding and then we see and know the foundation is built on nothing but darkness and may never recover. after this chapter ends there may be destruction; it’s possible because that’s how it all started.

but after this story ends, in the way it is presented, what will happen? it’s not just entertainment and that doesn’t mean it’s as big of a deal as i think it is even as i write these things. these are just things to keep in mind and things i think the younger viewers absolutely need to see. for themselves like as creative people and enjoying the media they consume and seeing what works and what doesn’t especially when a work serves a purpose. nothing is made for no reason so don’t expect it to be. to me i’m like: why was this made and what could have been better?

there is NO improvement which is why we run around in the same circles. the way to untangle that is being clear about the message and its faults. the audience can’t be clear about it if the show isn’t doing its job for a team of professional fucking writers trying to entice people by poorly approaching topics and leaving them empty handed. life is not as hollow as these things make it and yet we eat it up hook line and fucking sinker.

time and time again we see what these things must establish and how far they can push themselves. it isn’t until the material world gets better that we see a turn in the media but time isn’t linear. sometimes things are worse in years, sometimes things are better. these tropes last because they are a direct reflection of life and the failures in society. so of course it’s about the perpetrator and how they can get their prize but not how we can manage these things when there is a clear victim and we pretend like it isnt there under some sense of potential reform. 1. people do not need to be reformed in a story and that isn’t what this needs 2. is that compelling? 3. yes morally grey things exist but this is not morally grey when it is a violation adn that person’s action was not morally grey. there was a victim and he neeeds to be away from that victim. if he is going to stay we need to see the affects of him being there as real things and there is nothing realistic about that. in no fucking world would someone like xing si a grown adult fucking man be able to temper things that quickly as in the show. NONE. that shit lasts forever but we are supposed to see them kiss and be liek “aw wow morally grey” like what about him is morally grey in relation to xing si? specifically. whihc is the personhe will be with forever.

no it’s how do we get ourselves to see him and engage with him. you can engage with him or be enraptured sure but that doesn’t mean anything and it doesn’t mean the writers are even doing anything with it! i’m glad eveyrone can garner there own idk ideas or get what they want out of a work but what about the victims? what about the relationships? what happens when the story ends? what are dinners like? cos their lives don’t stop when it’s not being recorded (as in these worlds we are shown are always going to exist so they continue on even without us seeing it. so the characters don’t have a stop point we just usually see their happy ending and many times with shitty relationships it’s like why are we here now?) at this point it’s comical and it’s boring.

there’s a film i like with cameron diaz where she falls in love with someone who kidnapped her for a job. there’s no perosnal connection which really helps as well. he did it for a job, doesn’t know her, they fall in love. they get together at the end. that still affects her but it’s also way less psychological trauma then somoene stalking and grooming you and violating you and trapping you by direct action and constant manipulation. there’s no way to turn that around and it’s even worse when you try to with literally no other explanations. like who are these fucking characters and why should we even want them to continue to be here? yong jie could have even been a vehicle to help xing si like idk unpack everything in his brain in a helpful way even through his violation. they chose none of that lmao i could write a better fucking script and im a moron

why should we believe in their love? why should we believe in yong jie? why should we believe in any of these people when they don’t prove shit to us. they just exist. why is that interesting? why do we root for them? that’s certainly not something they even asked themselves cause they sure as shit don’t know. the writing here cannot make up its mind on its own morality and i think the idea of morally grey only works if you have a fucking idea of what you want to do not just throwing shit at a wall. and we feel something for these “morally grey” characters—frankly this term is also a mistake because it’s so much about good/bad and ignores history and peoples lives and what leads to events and it is a super WASP-y concept in its current iteration anyway with a belief that punity is justice when it is not. that is why i say get the fuck away from this dude instead of going to jail. we could see yong jie grow but FUCKING OUTSIDE OF XING SI.

aey from lovely writer is one where im like wow i feel so bad 4 u i think ur gonna like kill urself someone get this messy ass bitch some help. people hate this kid and they totally can! i feel bad for him! dont love him and maybe i wont even want the best for him but rn im like “omg i dont want u 2 die sir.”

i dont feel that way in many other shows. i feel fucking nothing for these men. not yong jie and not even the old guy from modc im just like ok you exist and i’m going to ignore you. there is nothing in my chest lmao. i look at them and feel cold, couldnt be drier, cos it’s stale and boring and trite and nothing new at all. it’s not realisitc and it’s not even entertaining. it’s just...there.

i mean it’s there with the reminder of “oh man i am not interested in your love story also isn’t your boyfriend like 40 and you’re 17? why do you like each other again? does this kid have parents? Wait, what’s happening? uhhhh am i supposed to like this? where are his parents? what’s gonna happen when he turns 23 and realizes how fucked up that shit is? can we see that?” and before u know it the sex on screen is over so that was just unpleasant all around.

and i cannot give u a single reason for so many couples why they like each other. like literally what on earth is there for the two of these people to be attracted to. at least one is being swayed by power but what’s the other one doing? oh nothing he just sucks? ok got it.

if we don’t approach it from a “how do we get people to like a shitty person or a person who does things that harms others” it continues on like this. questioning questioning questioning the comfortableness and never thinking about what the fuck the victim can do, what the fuck is even going on in their heads. and if they can’t do that then we go back to the question: what is the purpose of it? if the answr is “just because” then you have a failure on your hands and a lot of annoyed people. sorry not sorry

#history 4 #history 4: close to you #lovely writer #a thot

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deepseavibez · 4 years ago

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i told you i was coming so here i AM !

head full of this one thought .

okay so mysterious ot7 . they’re are WEIRD you hear me . openly average but also.,, why so normal .? always not really open to new friends .,, sunshine go lucky group of guys . y/n .,, our beautiful nosey OC .,, cant help but think these guys are literally TOO normal . like dudes ., there’s no way . so she starts digging . my abuela always says “what done in the dark .,, will see light” (in spanish ofc . for some reason the concept of english just flies over her head) so anyway oc .,, she’s digging . and digging . im talking internet searches .,, library visits (id like to think that this takes place in an old town where everyone knows everyone and your family history can be found in a library) . so she just keeps digging . and she eventually finds out something crazy *cough* underground illegal car racing syndicate thats been around for generations *cough* did i mention oc has the weird inherited fascination with fast cars ??? mhm

yeah my heads been real full🤧

AAHHHHHHHHH THIS IS THE FIRST ASK I'VE EVER ANSWRED HERE I'M YELLING BECAUSE I'M SO EXCITED!!

Also this THIS RIGHT HERE, needs to be written. Your Mind! I love this idea?!!!!

,,,, cas wana collab??

#cas prompts #bts prompts

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hecallsmehischild · 4 years ago

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To My OCs/AUs

Tagged by: Me. I started this because I’m curious about other peoples’ answers.

Writers and Artists, describe (or talk to?) your favorite OCs as if they were your friend, an acquaintance you wish you knew better, or your nemesis (depending on your relationship with them). What have they taught you? What about them do you wish you knew better? What would it look like to hang out with them? What would you say to them? etc. If you have no OCs but AU versions of canon characters, that counts! Fill out as many as you want.

Gloria Membrane (Invader Zim OC, Dib and Gaz’s mother). I have no idea how you went through and rose up past what you did. I admire you. I asked you to walk a path I couldn’t imagine because I needed to see what recovery was like. To me, you are the picture of brokenness finding strength at every turn, stumbling your way to the right path. And you give me some model for forgiveness, the hardest and most misunderstood aspect of strength. I hope I can reach the levels you reached, even if I never want to go through what you did. Also, HOW DO YOU GROW YOUR HAIR THAT LONG? I WANT IT!

Kay Pepper (Mystery Skulls Animated OC, oldest Pepper sister, designed pre-canon infodump). I really wish I could be friends with you. I see what you do on the large scale, but I don’t know enough about you in the smaller scale. What are your hobbies? What genre of books are you partial to? Can you email me the recipe of your favorite dish? I would make you all kinds of scarves if you want to cover your neck, or point out the prettiest silk squares for you in old antique shops. I understand needing to cover up some things for now, and it translates easily into an accessory. I kind of want to talk to you and gush/laugh over husbands. Can we sit down and just talk? Walk through a shopping mall and get more distracted by the bookstore than the clothing store? Teach each other recipes?

Remara (No fandom, inserted into Invader Zim fanfiction post-creation). Oh, baby. If I ever had a character who was a tiny piece of my heart, I think it’s you. I designed you the way you are because I didn’t know how to draw hands and feet, and your whole species immediately became this race of sentient molten glass blobs that could shape themselves at will. I cringe a bit at the early roleplay situations I put you through. They were forced and I was still in my YANK THE EMOTIONAL LEVER BECAUSE IT WORKS phase. I had no idea until later the sorts of things you got from me. I was unaware how touch starved I was at the time I created you, until it was noted that you were super far from your home just like I was. How you were unable to touch people, and I barely touched anyone because they weren’t family and I thought that would be considered creepy. You burned bright and passionate one moment, then grieved loud enough to rend a mountain the next. You were naive and childish, easily taken advantage of. Easy to bond with. Easy to use. I was glad I could give you a story of your own, even if it is in fanfiction, where you could learn a little more about who to be careful with. You grew up a little bit and I wouldn’t be afraid to send you out into the world after that. I hope, one day, I can give you a story that truly is your own.

Yettle (No fandom, inserted into Mystery Skulls fanfiction post-creation). I’ll just sit here a while and crochet.

I tag: @pipefoxesonthemoon @undead0relived @humming-fly @r5h @velociraptoraddict @pixelw0lf @phoenixpyres @answrs @kanaiekla and anyone else who wants to do this!

#writing #fanfic writer problems #tumblr memes #tumblr games

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solitaria-fantasma · 5 years ago

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((@answrs You opened these floodgates I hope you were prepared.))

In this AU, Gawain and Arthur officially meet because of Vivi and Mystery. Vivi - having learned about the mystical from her grandmother - is super-excited when Arthur confesses to her that his house is haunted, and suggests that they play with an ouija board to try and contact the spirit.

Arthur is hesitant, but he knows that the ghost isn’t evil, and Vivi’s the expert so he agrees. They conscript Lewis to join them for reasons, and behind the scenes, Mystery makes sure that nothing legitimately evil tries to interfere as they play.

At first, they just ask simple questions (“Are you evil?” - “No.”, “Are you a ghost?” - “Yes.”, “How did you die?” - “I dug straight down in Minecraft.”). Then they start getting more specific (“What’s your name?” - “Gawain”, “How old are you?” - “I would be X, if I were still alive.”, etc.).

Mystery gets more and more suspicious as some of these answers start to tie into the appearance of the spirit playing along (because of course the kitsune can see this ghost).

Eventually, Lance not-so-subtly asks the kids to wrap up and get to sleep, if they’re staying over, as they all have school in the morning. They say ‘goodbye’ to the ghost and all split up to get ready for bed, and while they’re alone in the room, Mystery approaches the ghost to have his own little ‘session’.

The kids all sleep in the living room, and whisper about ghosts and theories until Lance turns out the hall light.

#AU: By Your Side #Gawain #headcanon

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itsclydebitches · 6 years ago

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A collection of six asks tumblr straight up won’t let me answer for some reason

@pileofgoldandadragon, @notaboyscout, @autumn-pines, @answrs, @rat-lesbian, @nightesaur apparently we’ve got to do this the old fashioned way because tumblr is a [insert word of your choice here]

Of course! Amazon was kind enough to give me this in a preview since my copy of Good Omens is currently in another state:

(Page 48, William Morrow, 2006, reprint edition)

So yeah, basically playing on the idea that Aziraphale miracles up bad smells to scare off his customers. I like to imagine that after Armageddon’t---after they’ve admitted to being fully Team Human and perhaps are more open to forming human relationships---that he gets a little kinder and only pulls that stunt on the customers who really deserve it. Mrs. I Want to Speak to Your Manager smells mold while everyone else gets the standard cocoa and old book smell :D

I AM GLAD I consider keyboard smashing this highest of compliments and am legit grinning right now 💜

Thank you! I hope you have a lovely day as well! (Or night. Whatever time zone might be functioning right now.)

That is wonderful to hear. Thank you so, so much for taking the time to tell me you enjoyed it because posting things---especially follow-up things---can be terrifying in the stupidest ways lol

Thank you!! Also I’m still laughing at your username/icon. This is the third time I’ve tried to answer your ask and EVERY TIME I see that deer I full on crack up again.

Oh man same hat, anon. I have the attention span of a hyperactive puppy and have been reduced to reading bullet-point fics here on tumblr and maybe managing 20min episodes of sitcoms/anime. Actual footage of Clyde 2019:

#good omens #long post #sweet messages #yeah something funky happened last night #I'm answering newer asks just fine #but those sent within a certain period were throwing a fit #so here we are #🤷

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felixsaussieaccent · 6 years ago

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To All The (Stray) Kids I’ve Loved Before | iii

Member: Changbin

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I walked home from the cat cafe with Jeongin, who was explaining how his classmates Chenle and Daehwi both faked a leg injury to get out of running in P.E. Apparently they were running, when Chenle tripped on Daehwi’s leg, causing them both to fall and get sent to the nurse, along with Jeongin, because he was the only one who “could walk”.

We finally got to my house, where we saw a moving van and some people carrying furniture out of the van. “Wait, you got a new neighbor?” Jeongin asked “ apparently.” I answered “Is that the new neighbor?” Jeongin asked, gesturing to the guy who just came out of the house. He looked around our age and has black hair swept to the side, he was wearing black ripped jeans and a black hoodie, he overall gave off an “emo” vibe, but like, a very hot emo vibe.

“You think he’s hot, don’t you?” jeongin asked, looking at me “What?! No!” I answered, bluffing as Jeongin gave me the ‘I have known you all my life, you can’t fool me’ look as I sighed and said “Maybe a little....”. “So, do you wanna come inside?” I asked gesturing to my house. “Nah, thanks. My mom is coming home early and I gotta pretend to study.” He answered “Honestly, mood. Well then, see you later!” I said as I made my way into my house.

A few hours later, when I was done studying and eating and being on my phone, well 95% eating while being on my phone and 5% studying, or as Jeongin calls it “the Jeongin system”, I heared the bell ringing and I made my way to the door, unlocking and opening it to see the hot, I mean new neighbor.

“Hi! I’m your new nextdoor neighbor, my name is Changbin and here are some sirutteok.” He said really quickly. “Um-” I tried to say something, but his good looks and emo aura kinda made me hesitent and wonder what to say. “Thanks, I’m Y/N by the way.” I said, taking the food and smiling after what felt like 3 hours of awkward silence.

I think like 4 crows passed by during that.

"I don’t really know how to respond, usually my mom receives these types of gifts.” I said, nervous as he giggled “I don't know why we have to do it either. My mom just says it’s an old custom that brings good luck or something like that” He said as I chuckled “Well, good that I’m not the only clueless one.” I said as he smiled and nodded “Gen Z, the clueless generation.” He said.

“You’re new here, so one question, if you don’t mind me asking, which school are you going to?” I asked as he thought for a second before finally remembering and answering me. “Oh same!” I yelled “Well, at least I know one more person at the school.” He chuckled as I looked at him confused. “A friend of mine from a club.” He explained “Aaaa.” I said as he nodded. “Then I guess I’ll see you around.” He said before waving and making his way back to his house.

As soon as he left, I sprinted to my room and called Jeongin. “Jeongin, I hope you don’t need sleep but ya friend got news!” I yelled as I spent almost all night talking to him. I knew I was gonna curse at myself for not sleeping but at the same time, I didn’t care at the time.

Oh boy, did I regret that in the morning. I whined and complained to myself before dissing myself while getting ready and walking to school. I was greeted by Yeojin and Jisung the second I arrived at school, but not positively.

“He-why do you look like a tired raccoon?” Yeojin asked as I buried my head into her shoulder, which caused her to put an arm around my back. “I hate myself.” I announced as I heard Jisung chuckle “I mean mood, but why?” He asked as I looked up from Yeojin’s shoulder “I stayed up all night talking to Jeongin about this cute g-“ I was cut off by Jisung noticing someone behind us and yelling.

“Changbin hyung! Why wasn’t I aware that you were coming to this school?” Jisung yelled as I noticed another figure next to me. “Sorry, I wanted to surprise.” I heard a voice say, and only then did I realize it was the same Changbin that I was talking about not even a minute before.

“Changbin, lemme introducer you to my friends! This is Yeojin and Y-“ “Y/N?” Jisung was cut off by Changbin as both Yeojin and Jisung looked at us with confusion. “You two know each other?” Jisung asked as I nodded “He’s my new next door neighbor.” I explained as Jisung nodded. “How do YOU two know each other?” I asked motioning to Jisung and Changbin “We’re in the same rap group.” Jisung explained “We call ourselves 3RACHA.” Changbin added “Why?” Yeojin asked “There’s 3 of us and we wanted to say we’re hot.” Jisung explained laughing.

“Anyway, who were you talking to Jeongin on the phone with for so long?” Yeojin asked, looking back at me “Oh, no one really. Anyway, shouldn’t we be going to class?” I changed the subject and walked off with Yeojin to our fist period.

“It was Changbin, wasn’t it?” Yeojin asked “Shut up” I answered “Aaa, shut up. Or in Y/N, yes.” She teased while I rolled my eyes as I felt my cheeks getting redder. Time for lunch came fast, thankfully, and Changbin sat with us, but it was mostly Changbin and Jisung making plans to meet up and practice and Yeojin explaining god knows what to me.

I was trying to pay attention but I kept looking at both Jisung and Changbin. Their laughs and voices made it really hard to concentrate on Yeojin’s boring explanation. Their voices made me keep stealing glances from them, resulting in me practically staring at them.

“Y/N, I know I’m pretty but no need to stare.” Jisung laughed, flipping his hair as Changbin smiled at his friend’s antics. “I believe it must have been hard to put up with him.” Changbin teased as Jisung looked fake offended, putting his hand on his chest and gasping. “How dare.” Jisung yelled as both of them bursted into laughter, along with me and Yeojin, who looked at me, smirking while the two were too busy laughing their asses off.

The rest of the day went by pretty quickly. Me, Changbin, Jisung and Jeongin walked home together. Jeongin was going to my house while Jisung to Changbins. “I mean, wouldn’t it be best for us to all go to Y/Ns? Their kitchen always had so much snacks, I feel myself turning into ball.” Jisung teased.

“No! We’re having a movie day!” Jeongin said “Now we gotta! Movie day is has the best day for snacks!” Jisung said “Can we? Can we? Can we?” Jisung kept asking me like a little child as I sighed and finally let in. “Fine.” I sighed as Jisung cheered. We made our way into my house, where we first went to my room, Jisung and Jeongin set the room up as me and Changbin went to get the snacks.

“How long have you known Jisung?” I asked “About a year. Why?” Changbin asked as I handed him the snacks “Is he always such a-“ “Pain in the ass? Yes.” Changbin answered, laughing. “I was gonna say annoying puppy but yours works too” I answred, laughing back. “Also, you said you were in a rap group? Are you any good?” I asked, teasing as Changbin chuckled “Of course I am, how dare you doubt me.” He answered “And why do you keep ask me things?” He added “I’m a curious child.” I defended.

“I can rap for you some time if you want.” He said as I felt my face getter warmer and redder. “How about now?” I teased “I’m not ready.” He fake gasped “But for a pretty face, I shall try.” He added as I awwed. “I shall do it...for me.” He said dramatically as I facepalmed and lightly hit his arm. “Ow!” He dramatically whined “Anyway...you’re rapping?” I asked as he cleared his throat.

He took out his phone and played an unfamiliar melody and started rapping. His voice was intriguing and it made me feel hypnotized. I felt like I was under a trance. His tempo and speed was amazing. I kept asking myself why he hasn’t become famous. His talent and skills were very admirable.

“What did you think?” He asked, shutting his phone off and putting it into his back pocket. “That was amazing....how are you not famous?” I asked as he giggled, blushing “I’m not THAT good.” He said “Lies...also was that your work? Like did you produce that?” I asked “and wrote the lyrics.” Changbin answered as my eyes widened “Damn.” I said and quickly put my hand onto my mouth, as I didn’t mean to say it.

I probably looked like a tomato by now, so I tried to hide my face but he quickly said “Don’t be embarrassed, it’s cute.” As I quickly took the snacks and headed to my room, Changbin closely behind me. “What took so long? We had to start watching without you two!” Jisung said as Jeongin chuckled. “I had to prove my place as best rapper in 3RACHA.” Changbin answered “LIES!” Jisung yelled, making all of us laugh. We kept watching the movie, but I was more interested in the three guys in my room.

I had realized I had a crush on each and every one of them and I didn’t know how I was going to keep this not only a secret but how I was going to survive liking 3 guys at the same time. My thoughts were cut off by the guys starting to clean up, which made me realize I missed the whole movie. Changbin, Jisung and Jeongin all went home as I stared at the ceiling after I said goodbye to all 3 of them. I thought about writing a letter to Changbin aswell, but then I thought about what if someone finds this box, and realized I wrote 3 letters to 3 boys.

Was it a smart idea? No.

Did I do it anyway? Hell yeah.

Dear Changbin

....

A/N: is this proof read? No. Is it good? No. Am I gonna post it anyway? Hell yeah.

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franeridart · 7 years ago

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Hey! So sorry if you already answered this but what application and tablet do you use??

I use Easy Paint Tool SAI and a pretty old wacom intuos tablet! Both questions are answred in my faq, actually~

Anon said:You. You awesome person. You are my new fav artist. 💘💘💘

AW thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anon said:I love your art and the style, it’s all so cute and it might give me a heart attack

He c k let’s hope not! Thank you so so much!!! ;^;

Anon said:hey, can ya do more tokage, pls

Sure, I mean to draw more 1B in the future anyway~

Anon said:nori is soo adorable!! I love your art and seromina so much and seeing them combined makes me mega happy!!! I gotta ask though, how are sero and mina as parents and how do they handle nori’s quirk?

They’re disasters as parents but they try their best and are always having fun - Nori adores them! In their house not a minutes goes by without someone laughing, they’re all super loud and cheerful always~ neither of them has any problem dealing with Nori’s quirk, Sero has spent a whole lifetime learning how to deal with sticky stuff and tape and glue so he knows all the tricks to save clothes and furniture from accidental quirk usage and so on, while Mina’s own quirk makes it easy to counter any glue that might end on her - the main thing actually is that the quirk itself was a surprise! Since Nori looks a lot like Mina, both she and Sero had expected her to have acid like Mina so when she started gluing herself around in places and walking along walls and stuff it was a surprise (they had expected to have to deal with the house being constantly half destroyed by acid though, so glue is nothing compared to that haha)

Anon said:Heyy I saw your twitter account and was wondering if you could link some of those “fics about them boys sharing a bed..“ I’ve been following you for a while now and absolutely love your work (: I hope you don’t mind lol. I need more kiribaku in my life gahaha ❤️ thanks !!

I didn’t really bookmark any and most were old things I had read in the past and spent time rereading lately, but the newest one I read is this one - honestly though at this point 99% of the fics set in the dorms have them sharing a bed, you just need to open ao3 and scroll down less than a page to find stuff lol

Anon said:If you’re not an Adventure Time fan this ask will make no sense to you (so skip it), but when I saw your drawing of Katsuki with a guitar, I immediately thought he was singing some edgy Marceline song, like the teasing-aggressive “I wanna bury you in the ground / I wanna bury you with my sound” (which he actually says at some point I think XD) or the romantic and melancholic “Slow Dance with You” and Eijirou M-E-L-T-S.

Not an AT fan, but the concept is adorable so I’m keeping the ask anyway

Anon said:Do you think you might draw more of your fantasy AU children while you’re playing with you’re new pencil tool? It would be neat if you did! Regardless, I’m grateful for anything you draw!

Yup! Can’t promise when it’ll happen but I love the fantasy AU and I love childhood friends AU, so the chances of me going back on it are pretty high!

Anon said:Are you going to draw Mako and Taiyou again? They are so wonderful.

YAH that’s definitely in the near future plans! Thank you for liking them!!

Anon said:I just…I love all your art. It’s so amazing you’re awesome

THANK YOU SO MUCH !!!! ;^;

Anon said:Stavo scorrendo il tuo blog e ho notato che hai risposto ad una domanda in italiano? Ho seriamente pensato fossi inglese tutto questo tempo! Amo seriamente i tuoi disegni, i tuoi oc sono meravigliosi e non vedo l'ora di scoprire più di loro.

AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH grazie infinite omfg ;^; specialmente per i miei oc, è sempre incredibile per me sapere che alla gente piacciono abbastanza da volerli vedere di più ;^;

Anon said:Hewwo! I’m a huge fan of your artwork!! I was wondering if you have any time could you draw some more of those dorm room scenarios?

Anon I’m sorry but I need you to be more specific, which dorm room scenarios are you talking about? Most of my comics at this point are set in the dorms hahaha

Anon said:I just noticed that on every artwork you sign “do not repost” and I hate it.I don’t hate that you do it, but the fact you NEED to do it. Artists all over the Internet say to not repost their art but people still do it…I hope this will stop someday Sorry for my english btw

Yeah well, I guess as long as people keep on following and giving notes to reposters that’s not really gonna change is it orz

Anon said:You should draw Present Mic x Aizawa *awkward finger guns*

Hell I really should, shouldn’t I

Anon said:my god im gay for your kiribaku like they’re so good aibdjsbsknwnx and i love the interactions between the bakusquad ahh keep being awesome :)

HECK THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!

Anon said:Honestly, this might be an odd question I don’t know, but would you ever consider putting your art together in a art book to sell? Cause to be honest, there’s not a piece by you that I don’t adore and I’ve seen some artist do things like that before so I didn’t know if that was something you’d consider. Maybe like all your BNHA pieces or something?

It’s not like I never considered it? It’s more like I dunno how worth all the work to figure out how to make it/where to print it and then to actually make it would be compared to the interest people would have in buying something they can have for free on my blog? It’s just doodles after all haha

Anon said:Would you be willing to draw a little lavi (dgm) doodle for me? Anything tiny, I just love him and your art!!!

I’m not doing requests right now, sorry, but soon enough the new chapter is coming out so I might draw him around then!!! I always fall in a serious dgm mood around the time of the chapter release haha

Anon said:More abuse of the ask function: 1- I love your art and have been for months. On top of that, it often feels cathartic, which is amazing to me. 2- I love how balanced you can make KiriBaku. You even manage to make me appreciate that overrated attention hogger that is Bakugou, you can handle him so much better than the author, because your character dynamics make so much more sense!! 3- I always, ALWAYS find myself reading through all your tags. They’re awesome. Thank you for everything.//Avevo finito lo spazio nell'ask precedente, so I’d only like to add that aside from cutie-smoochy (“It’s not about whether you break” and “I don’t need you” might be my favorite, and for what’s worth, I remember writing something exactly like the latter in the past), you also make mu burst into laughter. Like, the comic where Katsuki is about to out Eijirou on his red hair, I am still rolling. Kiri’s giant mouth is seriously hysterical XD

Thank you for the compliments!! I’m glad I can make you like a character and a relationship you’re not much of a fan of in the actual manga? ? ? Bakugou’s actually one of my favorite characters ever though so………. maybe……….don’t offend him and the way Horikoshi writes him while talking to me………….orz

Anon said:I am starved for Bakukamikiri stuff in this fandom……..But you got some good shit.

I’m!!! happy to be able to help there!!!! haha

Anon said:They mama Mitsuki art you drew 👏💯💖☺️💕👌 I love your art so much

THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anon said:Yessssss you have Twitter! It is boring at the beginning but then you’ll love it! I can’t wait to see you here and there! Now all my Bakushima favorite artist have one I can die of happiness!!

I’m!!!!!!!!!! Still trying to figure it out but!!!!!!!! For now it’s not that bad? Just!!! Very different from tumblr so I’ll need to get used to it first!!!!

Anon said:Omg do u shade jirous hair like its a heartbeat line? Dhdisbdisb thats so fuckibg good

THANK she actually has it in canon too, tho, so I can’t take credit for this!!!

Anon said:Im crying on how you draw kirishima’s soft hair

S O B I’m glad you like it!! ;^;

Anon said:Can I ask what your stance is on bakugo’s mom being abusive and sorry if you’ve answered this before

I love Mitsuki with my whole heart and while I don’t think she’s perfect I do think she’s loving and caring and trying her best and always looking out for what’s best for Bakugou 👍 no abuse anywhere, for me

Anon said:OMG I LOVE SEROMINA LOVE CHILD NORI

Thank you for liking her???? heck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anon said:I wish I could use your art for my phone’s background ;^; You’re amazing! I love youuuuuuuuuu

No one’s stopping you from doing that, anon!!! Unless you don’t have a phone that allows you backgrounds, in which case ;-; thank you for liking my stuff that much tho!!

Anon said:Hey! I followed you way back when your main output was haikyuu!! comics and once you started putting out more bnha, i had to unf because i had no idea who everyone was rip. but now that ive finally had the chance to watch it i’m glad to come back and see how much you’ve improved!

HECK THANK YOU???? I’m glad you decided to come back????? oh man that’s super flattering !!!

Anon said:Yolo bakusquad bakubowl ?

I don’t really like the whole concept of [character]bowl, sorry!

Anon said:I absolutely adore your art style😍 every time I see your art it makes me happy:)

THANK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anon said:Can you draw Hawks and Tokoyami together? You are rlly creative and amazing! So I believe you will produce sth. awesome!!!! (If you don’t want to draw Hawks, could you draw a Tokoyami fusion?)

I can draw that! I’m just waiting to know how tall Hawks is compared to him before doing that 👍 be patient pls relative heights are something I’m stupidly fussy about

Anon said:Burn the whole world to ashes for you? R U serius?! You always killing me dude. I ascended to the heaven of soft things. I N C R E D I B L E. Im sorry for the break down, i was without tumblr 2 months and the firts thing i do is go to your profile. Keep doing this plis im trully love it 😭💖

mAN I’m so glad you liked that one this much, drawing the boys being unreasonably soft with each other is my fav thing to do tbh !!!

Anon said:Omg I can totally imagine Nori and bakushima’s daughter being friends!!!

THEY ARE !!!!!!!

Anon said:Your seromina is amazing!!! I love that ship I feel like it is so underrated! Thank you for this blessed image!! 😭

No prob!! thank you for liking it!!!!!!! I’ve been in such a seromina mood lately, I might actually draw more soon enough!!

Anon said:Omg imagine a Tetsuwase love child. Something tells me they’d be adorable and one rather angry child, considering who their fathers are

I can see them as being quiet and grumpy………. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Anon said:Hey just wanted to tell you I love your art. It’s so soft and beautiful. My dad doesn’t ship any characters from the series, but he does like the series and he thinks your art and style are really pleasing. We were talking about how nicely you shade and that the style is well developed and lovely to look at. Thanks for making such great art that makes me smile and giving me and my dad yet another thing to bond over.

YO THAT’S SUCH A COOL THING TO HEAR!!!! Thank you to both you and your dad for liking my stuff????? h e c k !!!!!

Anon said:Thanks to you I started reading haikyuu.

I hope you’re enjoying it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#fran answers #so much chatter yo #hope I didn't miss anyone !!! <3 #anonymous

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leoorelonorkimbal · 3 years ago

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I asked Many Q from u , many days ago

Pls answr

Im sorry which ones? Im trying to get through them and some are old. I have 44 questions in my Q and some have birthdays Im pretty sure lol. Plz be patient 🙏😌

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nemesis-is-my-middle-name · 2 years ago

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Swift.

Incorporating electricity into cameras is actually a fairly recent invention, happening in 1975. (approximately 42 years ago)

The camera inside the studio is (allegedly) a daguerreptype (invented in 1839) which in order to capture a clean image required people to stand still for several minutes (20 min and then 20 seconds much later) and are commonly sealed inside expensive metal and glass. But that isn't actually with the framing of the image suggests as you're able to use complicated poses. Also require a Very Old Man to engage in poisons such as Cyanide and Mercury. So it instead is suggesting a film type camera (The Kodak 1888) which uses a paper like medium in which where when people want to add color they will literally add color by painting on top of it. A far less expensive endeavor which could lend to the design of what laverton has.

I'm just going to stop right there. I'm also not an expert. I just trifle in photography. If you want to know more just ask

None of this actually matters to anything as YOU have spiked real world time in the ground. ( a Pokemon helped invented this photo but it's a mystery to everyone on what was the type of said Pokemon and that's the lore I'm willing to subscribe for because nothing makes sense otherwise.)

Except the true purpose is for delicious angst for PC~

If film is being used the photos would be incredibly volatile and can be destroyed easily. You think humidity happening on books are bad? Without proper care these things will not last 50 years and sure shit ain't going to last thousands even with proper care. Also far less detail.

If daguerreptype: the image is the image. There is no copy of the image. the images are in fact one of a kind. Far more durable but 3,000 years? Nah.

Having said that it's probably far too Bleak of an outcome. So let's just have Ingo just painstakingly retaking pictures of his previous pictures and just hope that a flood doesn't happen to destroy everything.

Pictures are worth a thousand words and that would be heartbreaking to him.

-Cam

i would just like to say. in my defense. i knew cameras weren't electricity based until very recently. i specified electric types because i was actually thinking of the move flash, which i mistakenly thought was an electric type move. which it is not. so i was wrong about trivia but in a totally different way. i also don't think flash would necessarily help with inventing photography either. what was i imagining when i made that post? the world may never know. i think i was imagining amplifying the effects of a camera obscura but flash wouldn't necessarily help with that either. it also wouldn't help with fixing the images. i also stand by my reassessment that it would be poison types that actually helped with their invention. some hypothetical poison type whose venom has a "darkens when exposed to air and stays like that" effect would, in fact, facilitate the developing of a camera basically as soon as they were tamed.

that said the photography studio in jubilife has a goddamn fucking color photography option with sepia being a filter they're applying so who even knows at this point, throws up my hands, guys don't use the cameras as a pinpoint for what time period pla takes place unless you're going full @/answrs and making it a really involved modern day larp. that's the only correct answer actually.

#the nemesis speaks #the nemesis answers #anonymous #cam anon #alright you get a tag now. here this is my one gift to you my nemesis.

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madelinecoffee · 7 years ago

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An Unexpected Meeting | Part 1

Summary: AU: ‘This isn’t how I thought we’d meet’, Lucas’ is Zay’s childhood friend, Zay knows the rest of the Clique Six through college. Zay is convinced that Lucas and Riley would be perfect together. They finally meet when Lucas moves to New York but not in the way either thought they would. A/N: This was inspired by that quote and here we are. TW for sexual assault, and there is some swearing involved. Pairing: Riley x Lucas Words: 2,303

“I’m telling you man! You two are going to hit it off! You two are perfect for one another and after the shit heads she’s dated…man, she needs a guy like you.” Zay shook his head as he once again lectured Lucas.

“Zay. I know you’ve only told me a hundred times. And now I’ve constantly got Maya, Farkle and Smackle telling me.” Lucas rolled his eyes at his friend as they hung out in their living room.

Lucas had recently moved to New York to start veterinary school, Zay had been living in the city since college and was more than excited to have his best friend back in the same city as him. The two had gone to school together in Texas since pre-k and parted ways when it was time for college. Zay had met Maya, Farkle, and Smackle in college and quickly hit it off. He had also met Riley through Maya and was convinced since the moment they met that her and Lucas would be perfect for each other. Lucas had met the rest of the gang on different occasions through college and formed a friendship with them, moving to the city had only cemented it. But he and the pretty brunette were always missing each other. He’d been living in the city for a month at this point and today was the day they were going to meet. She was coming over so that they could all go to Topanga’s together and hangout.

“I’m sure she’s great, but can you all calm down geez, you’re making me nervous.” Truth be told Lucas was already nervous he had seen pictures of Riley before and he was convinced she was a goddess set loose on the world, and everything else he had heard about the brunette only convinced him further.

“Whatever man. It’s going to be great! Nothing’s going to ruin this!” Zay shouted excitedly at that moment there was a knock on the door, Zay sprung to get it hoping it was the pretty brunette. But sadly that was not the case.

Riley stood by her door debating on whether or not to bring her camera bag with her. She had discovered her talent in high school and her camera was with her ever since. She majored in Photography during college and her friends rarely saw her without her trusty camera she had named Ro. She knew she didn’t need her camera but she never knew when inspiration might strike. Plus she could fit whatever was going in her purse into the bag, after a good moment of debating she decided on her camera bag. Grabbing her keys and heading out the door. Texting Zay to let her know she was coming over. He had insisted that she come over before so they could all walk to the bakery together. She knew that he just wanted to make sure she finally met Lucas. He heart fluttered at the name, she had seen pictures of him before but never met him. She was convinced he was a Greek god with his dirty blonde hair and green eyes. Everything she had heard about him was good, he sounded great. She was coming down the stairs to the floor Zay lived on when her phone buzzed. She had Maya had a small apartment a few floor above the boys that she loved. She since was at their door she didn’t bother looking at her phone, figuring it was Zay with an okay. Once she opened the door she wished she had.

Zay was shocked when he opened his door. There stood his freshman and sophomore year roommate, Ryan. They had been okay roommates, but at one point Ryan and Riley had been on a few dates and he had been a total asshole to her. Riley had quickly told Ryan that she didn’t want to see him again in a romantic sense but Ryan couldn’t seem to accept that. And he acted out in anger and always was super rude to Riley whenever she was around. It had basically ruined what little friendship Zay and him had had. Zay didn’t loose much sleep over it, Riley was much more important to him.

“Ryan. What are you doing here?” Zay asked crossing his arms as Ryan burst in. Lucas quickly sensed the awkwardness of the situation and retreated to his room, not wanting to get involved in the drama. He knew that if Zay needed him all he had to do was shout.

“Nothing I just came by to see my old buddy Zay, see how life was treating you. Wondering if you’ve seen a pretty brunette recently and if she mentioned me?” Ryan asked Zay while he plopped his feet up on the coffee table.

“That’s none of your business, Riley has no interest in you. Now can you please go.” Zay wanted him out of here as fast as possible he knew it wouldn’t be a good first meeting between Riley and Lucas if Ryan was involved in anyway.

It was at that moment that Riley walked in with a look of horror on her face. He could see her quickly debate walking out but Ryan saw her before she could bolt.

“Riley! How good to see you!” Ryan walked over and gave her a big hug, which she did not return and tried to stop him pulling her to the couch but his grip was too tight.

“I just came over to get Zay and Lucas so we could go.” Riley told Ryan shortly.

“I was just going to grab Lucas and the three of us can go!” Zay said quickly, “And no Ryan. You’re not invited.” Just as Zay got up to get Lucas his phone started to ring, Riley gave him a look of terror hoping he wouldn’t answer it and leave her here alone with Ryan.

“Shit. It’s my mom I gotta answer she only calls me when its something important. I promise I’ll only be a moment.” Zay gave Riley an im sorry look and answred his phone. He went to Lucas’ room and knocked on his door asking his mom to hold on for a sec and he’d help her with her issue. He just needed to tell Lucas something.

“Lucas, bro. Riley’s here can you please go out there and save her from Ryan. Remember Ryan I told you about him? He doesn’t get no, and he’s always terrible to Riley. My mom needs me.” Lucas shot up and headed to the living room, Zay and vented to him about Ryan and the guy really boiled his blood. From what he heard he treated Riley terribly and Lucas had no room in his life for people who were nasty for sport.

When he walked out he wished he had gotten there sooner.

As soon as Zay left Ryan had started in on Riley. He kept putting his hand closer up her leg and his grip was too tight for her to move it. The grip hurt and Riley just wanted him to get his hands off her.

“Ryan move your hand, you’re hurting me and I’m not doing this with you. Like I told you years ago I’m not interested.” Ryan seemed to only get more frustrated with this and gripped her tighter and putting an arm around her should and putting his hand on her face with another tight grip.

“Riley come on you know you like me. Just give in.” Ryan just gripped her face tighter with his fingers.

“No.” Riley stated with no room for argument, she was close to tears. He had always been pushing and rude to her but he had never been this aggressive with her. She was sure she’d be bruised. Ryan apparently didn’t hear her or care because he leaned in to kiss her. But as she closed her eyes with tears springing the corners and tried to push him off she felt him being pulled off. As he was pulled off he scraped her cheek harshly causing her to cry out. She looked up to see who she assumed was Lucas shoving him out the apartment with a great force.

“Get the hell out Ryan and don’t even think about coming back.” Lucas slammed the door as he threw Ryan out, beyond enraged that someone would try to force themselves on anyone, let alone Riley. When he turned to Riley he was sure his heart stopped she was even prettier in person. She had a soft glow about her and all Lucas wanted was to sit with her and find out everything about her. But she was trying not to sob with her hand pressed against her cheek. He quickly sat down next to her ready to offer comfort when she threw herself into his chest still crying. He was quick to respond wrapping his arms around her and stroking her back.

Riley was overwhelmed her face hurt like hell, and she just wanted a hug. As soon as Lucas sat down she couldn’t help but throw her head into his chest and felt his arms wrap around her. He smelled amazing Riley noticed as her crying started to settle, he smelled like cedar and sage and ocean? Once she stopped crying she pulled her head out of his chest, embarrassed as the situation she decided now was probably when she should formally introduce herself. He hand was still against her cheek as she turned to face Lucas. “This isn’t how I thought we’d meet, but I’m Riley” she offered him a shy smile, which Lucas returned with his own.

“I’m Lucas, it’s very nice to meet you Riley.” The two just started at each other for a few minuets before Lucas noticed she as still holding her check.

“Hey let me take a look at that.” Lucas said as he gently removed her hand from her face. He immediately felt tingles down his arm and he was sure he felt the brunette shiver as he took her face in his hands to examine it. Ryan had definitely drawn blood and left a good few scratches on there.

“Let me get some stuff to clean it off, who knows where he’s been. You just stay right there Riley.” Riley smiled softly at him and nodded.

As Lucas went to the bathroom to get the first aid kit Zay walked back in.

Seeing Riley with bloody scrapes on her cheeks and puffy red eyes he quickly walked over. “What happened? Oh my god! Are you okay? Did Ryan do this! I’ll kill him.” Zay was stopped getting up when Riley pulled him back down.

“Yeah it was Ryan, but don’t worry Lucas took care of him. He literally threw him out of your apartment. He went to get the first aid kit for me.” Riley explained with a shy expression. Zay wiggled his eyebrows at her and she shoved him lightly “Shut up Zay.”

Lucas walked in on them laughing together and he was sure he had never heard a more beautiful sound. “I got the kit.” Lucas held it up as he brought it over the couch. He put gloves on before cleaning her wound gently, and delicately putting a cotton pad over it with some tape as it was still bleeding. As he did this he and Riley chatted about what they were going to be doing. He told her about becoming a vet, and she told him about how she was a photographer.

Riley looked at Lucas once he was done batting her lashes, “Do you think I’ll live Dr. Friar?”

Lucas chuckled softly tucking some hair behind her ear, “I think so Riley, just make sure you change the bandage before you go to bed tonight. And if you need help, well you can come up and I’ll help you.” The two once again got lost in each other’s eyes before Zay cleared his throat.

“Okay lovebirds. I’m going to head to Topanga to see the gang. Riley I’m sure they’ll understand if you want to skip considering… uh Ryan.”

“Yeah I think I’m just going to go home and lie down for a while instead.” Riley answered with a shrug.

“Or if you want, you can stay here and I’ll keep you company?” Lucas asked Riley with a hopeful look. He really wanted to spend more time with her but he didn’t want to push her.

“That’d actually be really nice, Lucas. Thank you.” Riley gave him her own sheepish smile and it wasn’t long before they were lost in conversation. The more they talked the closer they sat and it wasn’t long before Riley’s head was on Lucas’ shoulder and he casually played with her fingers. At some point later in the afternoon they had turned the tv on and Riley had fallen asleep and Lucas wasn’t far along after her.

That was the sight Zay walked in on when he came back from Topanga’s with the gang. Riley’s head on Lucas shoulder, his head on top of hers and their hands clasped in between the two of the, He had filled their friends in on the events with Ryan. And as pissed as they all were with Ryan, they were sure Riley and Lucas would be together very shortly. He threw a blanket over them and went to his own room to get ready for bed. When he got up in the morning they were still there, peacefully sleeping in the same position. They shyly awoke sometime later, Riley left with plans to meet up with Lucas later that day and get coffee and continue talking. After she left Zay gave Lucas a look, “I told you man! I told you perfect for one another!”

#surprise #its a fic #rucas fanfic #rucas fic #my writing #please be kind #userdivine #userjany #gmwnet

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meggannn · 7 years ago

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Tagging: @geleixi @steinbecks @keelificent @garretthawked @rushvalleys i’m so tired and can’t think rn so i need to stop at five lol

Nicknames: i guess i don’t really have any? people try to call me meg occasionally but it never really sticks

Gender/pronouns: she/her

Star sign: leo

Height: i dont want to talk about it

Time: 10:47pm

Birthday: july 24

Favorite bands: usually depends on the day and what i’m mood i’m in. but i’m usually in the mood for bleachers

Favorite solo artist: idk if i have just one... elle king or maybe lord huron?

Song stuck in your head: feel it still by portugal. the man, the sound by the 1975, ego by ella eyre (which is way too catchy for its own good)

Last movie you watched?: it might have been elf, which we saw back in the hotel on christmas eve on vacation lol

Last show?: shit... does watching people react to fullmetal alchemist bhood count?

Why did you create your blog?: because everyone else was making one and i felt left out

What do you post?: garbagé

Last thing you googled?: some song lyrics for this depressing af mix i just made

Other blogs: personal: @butastheworld @laerugo @meganrecs / fandom (most of it is old): @textsfromrepubliccity @textsfrom-theshadowrealm @incorrectdragonage @incorrectyugioh @hightown-funk

AO3: here binch!!

Do you get asks?: only when i don’t feel in the mood to answering them strangely, so i end up avoiding them till i can devote energy to responding, then i end up never answring

How did you get the idea for your URL?: i couldn’t think of anything clever so i copied a friend whose friend who did the same thing with her name (added a bunch of consonants until it became something goofy but recognizable)

I follow: 190 people, which reminds me that i should probably trim that

Followers: two people. you, and one other person pretending to be everyone else

Average hours of sleep: anywhere from 4-7

Lucky number: 4 or 7. not really lucky, they’re just numbers that i like

Instruments: god i wish

What are you wearing?: college sweatshirt and black jeans

Dream job: publishing editor or maybe screenwriter

Dream trip: a japan or mainland china trip, or maybe another cross-continental european art history train trip

Favorite food: pasta and rice and potatoes

Significant other?: laughs for a long time

Last book I read: at 2am this morning i finished maddaddam by margaret atwood (which was not my favorite in the series, but holy shit, that trilogy man... i’m still reeling)

Top 3 fictional universes: hm okay “favorite universes” is different from “ones i’d love to live in.”

favorite universes:

mass effect

fullmetal alchemist

bioshock

ones i’d like to live in:

pokemon

avatar: the last airbender

harry potter

#megan does memes

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