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guide to ad-free youtube for mobile via. youtube revanced
since youtube vance is no longer maintained and youtube is cracking down on adblockers here is how to download youtube revanced which has the best options for customising youtube features; including removing youtube shorts popups, sponsorship segments in videos, hiding unused buttons, bringing back dislikes, and more! [official revanced github]
this guide is for android only. sorry apple users idk how to help you. your device doesn't have to be rooted. even if it is, you should still be able to follow this guide. if you have youtube vanced installed, revanced shouldn't clash, so you don't have to uninstall it if you don't want to.
installation guide:
1. download all 3:
i. microg (this will let you log into your youtube account) [apk mirror] (scroll past description, download the latest one)
ii. revanced manager apk [github] (select the latest release, scroll to the bottom in assets, install the .apk file)
iii. latest youtube apk [apk mirror]
2. open revanced manager
3. select in this order: "patcher" -> "select an application" -> "storage" (note: if your phone asks you to let the app have storage access, say yes)
[id. two screenshots of the revanced manager app. there are red markings drawn overtop, indicating areas to select mentioned in step 3. the three spots are circled by a red square, an arrow pointing towards it, and a circle with a marked number to indicate the order at the end of each arrow. id end.]
4. select the youtube apk you downloaded
5. select patches. you can tap "recommended" or "default" or turn on/off patches you want
6. once you have selected, select: "done" -> "patch"
7. wait as it intialises youtube revanced. when it's done select "install" (note: if your phone gives you a warning that the app is blocked, select: "more details" -> "install anyway")
8. if this worked, you should have youtube revanced installed, and you can log in like normal. if this didn't work, read the next part.
(under the read more are troubleshooting solutions + other alternative apps)
issue a) if the botom right now says "open"
1. select: 3 dots on the top right -> "export apk"
2. save it
3. open whatever file browsing app you use (most phones should have a default one that comes pre-installed called something like "files" or "my files". if you don't have one, you can go to the play store and search "files" and pick one. if you aren't sure, i use "files by google")
4. find the exported file and install it (it will be called something like "youtube-revanced-versionnumber.apk")
5. if this worked, you should have youtube revanced installed, and you can log in like normal. if this didn't work, you can read the next part.
issue b) can't build or install youtube revanced with no option to export
1. something may have gone wrong with the file installation at some point, so try a clean start. to do this, uninstall:
i. revanced manager
ii. youtube revanced
iii. microg
iv. (optional) disable/uninstall the default youtube app
2. follow guide from step 1 again, hopefully it works. if it's still not working, you can try other alternatives. i've listed some in the next part of this post
alternatives:
libretube, newpipe, songtube, vuetube, astron, puretuber
i haven't used any of these personally, but i haven't seen any problems with them. let me know if there are and i'll remove it from the list.
you can also use youtube through your web browser with adblock add-ons. i'm not sure whether youtube has affected their mobile site though. with the firefox app you can use ublock origins (for ads) + youtube high definition (for general quality fixes)
#txt#โค๏ธโ๐ฉน#yay ^_^ feel free to rb this i hope it helps#let me know if something doesn't make sense and i can try to reword it or add screenshots#i tried to keep it concise
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crawling back to you- fushiguro megumi
just something silly I started a while back that I'm finally finishing up!! i'm very in love with megumi and since I was doing a season one rewatch with my dad, I have plenty of megumi-centered thoughts I can't talk abt with him. but I can write them!! and YES okay the title was a failed bug pun.
warnings: just fluff! death of a spider, though. megumi is a little annoyed, but it gets resolved super fast, so no angst at all.
gn! reader, no specified gender or physical description, but they do stay in the girl's dorms for this fic for the sole purpose of being nobara's next door neighbour!!
You opened your door and stopped in your tracks when you saw something scuttle across the ceiling from the corner of your eye.
A loud gasp was released and Nobara, already in her PJs, peeked out from her door to see what the fuss was. โY/n? You okay?โ
You frantically beckon her over, your eyes never leaving the beast that decided to infiltrate your room. She made it to your side and followed your eyes.
โEw! Whyโd you have to show me a spider right as Iโm about to go to bed? Now Iโm going to be paranoid all night, thanks a lot.โ She crossed her arms and made a yuck face.
โNobara,โ you started, deadly serious, clutching her arm. โI need you to use your hammer and nails to get this thing. We donโt have to get close to it that way.โ
She looked as though she was seriously considering it for a moment before reluctantly shaking her head. โY/n, cursed energy is for jujutsu work, not creepy crawlies. Besides, itโd leave some nasty holes in your wall.โ
You sighed and almost resigned yourself to having to find a long stick or something to get it with. But then she spoke again.
โWhat about Fushiguro? He brings out his demon dog for you to play with all the time, right? Whatโs one more non-curse related job for a frog whoโd probably love a snack?โ
This finally brought your attention away from the eight legged monster on your ceiling. You looked at her with so much admiration and thanks and hugged her tightly. โOh, Nobara youโre a genius! Thank y-โ
You visibly deflated when you realized that your boyfriend wasnโt exactly happy with you at that moment.
Nobara winced. โOuch, is he still upset?โ
You nodded and frowned. Of course this would happen at a time you didnโt have him as back up.
It was a petty argument that got you into this situation- in the shared kitchen for the students, you accidentally ate a snack of his that he had been saving, which you apologized for. Great! Shouldโve been over with after that, right?
โฆExcept you accidentally did it again the next day AND forgot to put his milk back in the fridge that he had just measured out for some recipe he was excited to try.
And even though you apologized and he reassured you that it wasnโt that big of a deal, mistakes happen, he still wasn't letting you hang out in his room after training as usual. He seemed to be annoyed with you at the very least.
With the long week heโs had from being sent on two missions back to back, you understood why. He really need the mental break that you accidentally took away.
So yeah, you really doubted that heโd be willing to kill a spider for you when heโd barely even talked to you in the past 24 hours (save for his usual good morning text and a peck on the cheek when he saw you in person).
Nobara patted your back and sighed. "I think you should go ask him anyway. He's probably suffering from Y/n withdrawals by now, you know? Yuuji said he was sure he caught Fushiguro pouting on their jog earlier. Could be a good sign."
You looked at her hopefully and smiled. "Thanks, Nobara, but I think I'll just wait until morning. I'm sure if I could just find a-" your attention was drawn back to the ceiling and a feeling of dread washed over you. "Nope, I'm going right now, the spider's fucking gone," you quickly shut your door and stepped away.
She made a blended noise of disgust and fear. "Alright, I'm out. Good luck and don't let that thing out. If I see it in my room tomorrow I'm putting my nails through your clothes." She waved and headed back to her room.
You waved back and headed the other direction, towards the boy's dorms. Since it was getting late, you had to be mindful of noise so you wouldn't get caught by any faculty member- especially Gojo.
If he were to catch you "sneaking" over to Megumi's room, you were pretty sure you'd never hear the end of it, and even more sure that it would just irritate your boyfriend further.
So you put your stealth to the test until you were finally at his door. You quietly knocked three times, hoping it was loud enough for him to hear it.
When he opened the door, he raised an eyebrow at you and checked out in the hall before dragging you inside so you could talk at a somewhat normal volume.
And of course you wanted to take the time to make everything up to him, to talk it out for real and not have him be annoyed at you anymore- if Nobara said he was starting to have Y/n Withdrawals, then you had already been feeling the effects of Megumi Withdrawals since his first mission earlier this week- but right now the most pressing matter on your mind was the spider currently lost in your room.
So you decided that sweet talking him was the way to achieve your goal of getting his help.
"Megumi, love and light of my life, my one and only, my beloved-"
"Please stop."
You got down on your knees and took hold of his hand. "I am so sorry that I have ailed you this week, I promise that I will be more mindful moving forward and use my eyes to look for your name on things in the fridge-"
"You don't have to beg for my forgiveness, get up." He was basically a tomato, his whole face red and slightly covered by his hair. If you weren't on such a time crunch, you might keep going just to tease him.
"And I come to enlist your help on a quest that only you have the required tools to complete!"
"Ah, there it is. So you just need my help, then?" He tried to keep the disappointment out of his voice, but you caught it and immediately stood up to explain yourself.
"Baby, no, I do genuinely want to apologize and fix things! But um... yes, I do actually have a problem that only you can help me with."
He sighed and regarded you for a moment before nodding. "Alright, what is it?"
You immediately lit up and shook his hand excitedly. "Really? Thank you so much!"
"So... what is it?"
"There's a spider in my room, and I lost it and I need your toad to eat it."
He gave you a deadpan look before throwing his head back with a long sigh, looking at the ceiling. "Alright, let's go."
On your way back to your room, you fell into silence. Mostly because you didn't want to get caught being out past curfew, but also because neither of you really knew what to say.
Once you were in front of your door, you opened it and let him in. He summoned his toad and helped you search for it (by helped, you really meant he did all the searching while you stood outside and quietly directed him to where you saw it last.
"Can you at least come and help me look?" He asked, currently looking around on the floor under a couple of bags.
You hesitantly walked in, surveying everything before standing next to him to double check.
He broke the silence first. "You know... I really wasn't mad at you for any of the kitchen stuff. I know I told you that already, but I feel like you don't believe it."
You sifted through some clothes. "No, I did. I guess I was just sad that you weren't letting me hang out with you as much. I totally understand it- you needed a break from everything and I respect that, but I wish I could have helped before you got to that point. And I'm serious, I'll keep a better eye out before I accidentally eat your stuff." you both kind of laughed at that.
It was silent again for a couple seconds. "I'm sorry I kind of pushed you away and isolated myself."
You smiled a bit. "I'm sorry I kinda tipped you over the edge."
You turned to face each other for a moment before he wrapped you up in his arms. "You didn't. I promise next time I feel overwhelmed I'll let you know so you don't think I'm upset with you," he mumbled.
"Thank you... I love you."
"I love you too."
You stayed like that for a moment before you pulled back a bit and smirked at him. "Nobara told me that Itadori said you were pouting on you jog together earlier."
He blushed. "I was not. He doesn't know what he's talking about."
You giggled a bit and cupped his face. "I would bet a million yen that you were!"
He groaned and tried to gently pry your hands away from his face. "Stop it... I was not pouting, I don't pout."
"You so do! You're doing it right- holy shit Megumi the spider is right there gET IT PLEASE-"
The sweet moment was ruined by the spider from earlier scuttling across the ceiling over your bed. You jumped onto your boyfriend for protection, even though he couldn't do much while supporting your entire bodyweight so you wouldn't fall. He managed to send the toad after it, and it happily chased it with its tongue.
The spider was no more.
You settled back on the ground and patted the toad on the head before Megumi released it back to the shadows.
You sighed in relief.
"Thank you, my love, I appreciate it."
He nodded at you. "No problem. I should head back to my dorm now before-"
"Want to stay with me?" You tentatively interrupted.
He paused and looked towards you. "We'll get in trouble if we're caught."
You tugged on his hand a little. "Please, Megumi? I've missed you this week..."
He sighed and let you pull him to your bed, hiding a small smile when you cheer. "Fine, but I'm leaving before the sun comes up. I'm not letting Gojo think he has anything over me."
You giggled. "That's fine," and then you both got settled under the covers.
He'd be lying if he said he hadn't missed you while he was isolating himself, but he pushed any thoughts of that away and fell into a peaceful sleep with you in his arms.
this took foreverrrrr but it's finally done since I have time to write today!! ty for reading, hope you all enjoyed <3
#megumi x reader#jjk megumi x reader#megumi fushiguro x reader#megumi fluff#megumi fushiguro fluff#jjk x reader#jjk fluff
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An Unlikely Friendship
Yes, I'm still around! Lately, it seems like the only time I'm thinking about writing is when I can't possibly write! Hopefully, I'll be settling back into my old routines and get in some more writing time soon.
It started with a simple request, fetch some noodles.ย Now the easiest way to do this was probably to head to Samโs shop but that wasnโt what was happening.ย Floyd chuckled darkly as he received the order and Sebek merely stood at rigid attention.ย Perhaps some might have questioned the legalities or even the general propriety of shaking down students of Ignihyde dorm for their ramen but not these two.ย If it was a request from the Player, then it would be fulfilled as directed.ย
The door to Idiaโs room groaned at the assault, bending inwards and straining its hinges.ย The frightened dorm leader inside shuddered from the corner where he crouched, waiting for the inevitable.ย And, just like that, the moment came.ย The door moaned and finally surrendered to the effort of Sebek, allowing both door and student to tumble into the room.ย The door settled loudly onto the floor and the student settled loudly on his feet.ย โHUMAN!โ he began, โI DEMAND YOU RELINQUISH ALL YOUR NOODLES TO ME IMMEDIATELY!โย
From where he cowered, a bony white hand pointed shakily at a cabinet.ย Sebek throws open the door and smiles in victory, โTHE NOODLES HAVE BEEN SECURED!โ He smiles to himself while on the floor, Idia begins to mumble under his breath, โWhoโd have thought Malleus-shi was so desperate heโd resort to common thievery to get a snack stash.โ Sebek gave a shocked guffaw, โHOW DARE YOU!ย PLUS, THESE NOODLES ARENโT EVEN FOR MALLEUS.ย IโLL HAVE YOU KNOW THAT THESE ARE FOR THE PLAYER THEMSELVES!โย Idiaโs eyes widen and a slow, โWha?โ is drawn unknowingly from his lips.ย
Sebek turns to leave with his bounty when a tentative, โWai..wait!โ comes from the corner.ย He turns with a scowl, โJust be glad youโve had this chance to serve the Player in some small way and stop your groveling.โย Idia stammers, โIโฆI know!ย But!ย But!ย You canโt serve such low-quality noodles like that to the Player!โย Sebek frowns and looks at the noodles he has collected.ย Certainly, they didnโt appear to be nearly so special as heโd hoped.ย He wanted the Player to see the efforts he put into fulfilling their wishes and (dare he dream), praise him.ย He puts a hand to his forehead and shakes his head in dismay, โI want to present them with only the best, but theyโve commanded I come here to retrieve what I can find.โย
A small click sound rouses Sebek from his inner turmoil and he looks up to see Idia pull a shiny package of ramen from a small hidden safe under his bed.ย He slides it timidly across the table, โThis is a limited premium package from the Premo collab.ย Iโve been saving it for something special but ifโฆif its for the Player, what could be more special than that?โย Sebek picks up the pre-offered package and looks at it with glistening eyes; this was a gold-quality noodle if he ever saw one.ย He looks back at the timid dorm leader one last time for departing and some common thread connects them.ย This was what it meant to be a fan and both understood it deeply.ย
When Sebek returns to the main hall of Ignihyde, he sees Floyd already waiting with his packages of noodles.ย None, Sebek notes proudly, as fine as the one he has collected.ย โLet us return with all haste!ย The Player is waiting for us!โย Floyd gives him an angry, frustrated look.ย โThey said to stay for an hour.โย Sebek turns to look at the blue monitors floating all over the common room.ย It had been 10 minutes.ย He places his hand once more on his forehead and laments the cruel passage of time as he waits dejectedly for the hour to pass.
When Sebek and Floyd returned to the campus kitchen with their noodles, they were delighted that the Player appeared quickly after.ย They were waiting for Sebek to return.ย They wanted to cook with him.ย Sebek was so delighted that he didnโt even mind when his master Malleus turned his head away from the pitiful pasta dish he served and declared it was a one-star effort.ย If the Player wanted to serve his great lord sub-par spaghetti, who was he to argue with their wisdom?ย Only Sebek worried that people would forget that it was a great honor to eat what the Player commanded.ย That they might start thinking the Player was a (he barely dared think it), bad chef.ย
That night, the Player commanded Sebek to return to Ignihyde for nearly the entire night.ย The great Player had also magnanimously gifted Sebek with proper chefโs garb and he set out on his quest with his apron tied tightly and chefโs hat set at just the right angle.ย It weighed on his mind that the great Player themselves would put so much effort into ensuring their cooking success while he could only venture forth to retrieve noodles at their command.ย He smoothed his apron and sauntered pensively into the Ingihyde main hall.ย As soon as he crossed the threshold, a nervous peep came from behind a pillar, โThereโฆthere you are!ย IโฆIโve been waiting for you!โย
Sebek was astonished to find Idia peering nervously from behind the pillar.ย โYOU THERE!ย ANNOUNCE YOUR PURPOSE! IโVE NO TIME FOR GAMES!ย IโM ON A MISSION FROM THE PLAYER!โย Floyd brushes past him and mutters, โChill out, weโre stuck here for six hours.ย This will only take one, max.โย Sebek is momentarily off-balance at his urgency being challenged.ย โThatโฆwellโฆREGARDLESS!ย I WILL TAKE THIS MISSION WITH THE UTMOST LEVEL OF SINSERITY AS IT IS FOR THE GREAT PLAYER!โย Idia has used his distraction to creep from behind the pillar and cower partially hidden behind a high-backed chair.ย โSo, so you used them then?ย For the Player?ย Wereโฆwere they pleased?โย
Sebek frowned, unsure of what to say.ย Yes, he HAD presented the Player with the gold-quality noodles and the Player HAD instructed him to cook with them, only, the results were so dismal Sebek felt it disloyal to bring it up to others.ย โA dish was made,โ is all Sebek finally got out.ย At this, a wide and toothy grin spreads across Idiaโs face.ย โRiiiiiight,โ he drawls, stretching the word out unnecessarily long, โThose were premo quality noodles.ย Iโm so happy I could pass them to the Player.ย Iโve already collected the best noodles from the dorm and sorted them by size, weight and style!โย The dorm leaderโs hair turns a touch red at the tips as he becomes fired up about his efforts to assist the Player from behind the scenes.ย
Sebek can no longer contain his disappointment, โIT DOESNโT MATTER!โย Idia ducks behind the chair suddenly frightened.ย โIt doesnโt matter,โ he says more quietly, โit got a bad score.โย Idia stares for a moment before a look of disbelief crosses his face, โWhaaaa?ย Those noobs got a dish straight from the Player and that was the reaction?ย I donโt care what it is, if the Player gives me something Iโm only going to love it.ย Those guys donโt deserve to call themselves fansโฆโย Sebek listens to Idiaโs mumbling rant and is overcome by his approval, โRIGHT!ย HOW DARE THEY BE SO UNGRATEFUL!ย SOMETHING MUST BE DONE ABOUT THIS!โย For all his enthusiasm, Sebek had no plan.ย He slowly deflates until his head hangs sadly from his shoulders.
โWhatโฆwhat if we could remind them?โ Idia asks softly.ย โRemind them of what?โ Sebek questions quietly.ย โThat this is for the Player.ย If they remembered the Player, theyโd have to reconsider.โ Idia finishes.ย Sebek is fired up for a moment but then returns to his dejected state, โHow am I going to do that?ย I can hardly speak to the judges while the Player is there watching.โย Idia gets a crazed look on his face, โWell, I have an idea.ย Youโll be here all night, yah?โ
The following morning, the Player returned to the game to retrieve the results from a nightly excursion into Ignihyde for noodles.ย Thus, overflowing with a dayโs ingredients, they set to cooking.ย The recipe was chosen, and the ingredients set.ย Floyd combined the ingredients and tossed them to Sebek.ย Sebek offered a sincere prayer to the Player that this effort would be up to standard and used his tool to toss the ingredients into the magic oven.ย A short time later, the dish is completed and arrives at the judging table.ย
Malleus sits at the head of the table, aloof and intimidating.ย Epel occupies the middle seat; seemingly cute and easy going but in fact a harsh critic.ย Miraculously, Idia himself is drafted to have the remaining seat which he occupies with more than his usual nervous energy.ย Sebek and Floyd come to the table and gesture as the food is summoned.ย The dish served could be called mediocre at best.ย The Player had only a moderate mastery of the dish and had chosen a mixture of middle and low-quality ingredients.ย The result was a pasta that sat in a recognizable yet slightly questionable red sauce.ย The only redeeming trait was the pasta noodles.ย
All night in Ignihyde, Idia and Sebek had worked hard at creating a machine that would make special shaped pasta.ย Floating in the sea of red sauce were shapes that brought to mind Grim, Ramshackle and Yuu but more importantly, things glimpsed of the other world while the Player graced them with their presence.ย Their favorite accessory, a cherished keepsake, even a noodle bearing the likeness of the Player themselves.ย To gaze upon this dish was to be reminded of the greatness of the Player and their own place as characters in Twisted Wonderland.ย
The confusion was clear on the faces of Malleus and Epel.ย Normally, they wouldnโt consider having a dish like this but how could they ignore such a pasta?ย As a conflicted Epel looks back and forth from third-year to third-year student, Idia catches his gaze.ย He smiles and lazily twirls his spoon until a perfect Player-shaped noodle settles on the utensil.ย Then he lifts it to his lips where he gives it a soft kiss before sliding the noodle into his mouth.ย โJust like kissing the Player themselvesโฆโ he bashfully declares as his hair gently flushes red for him.ย
Epelโs eyes go wide as his mouth opens into a shocked โOโ shape.ย Then his brow lowers as he looks at Idia in challenge.ย So, it was to be a competition for the Playerโs affection?ย Well, bring it on!ย Epel grabs his spoon and starts shoveling the noodles into his mouth, glaring first at Idia and then at Malleus, entirely becoming lost in his competitive spirit.ย Malleus sees the glare from the boy and it pricks his noble spirit.ย โOh, so the child of man wishes to challenge him over his dish of pasta and his dedication to the Player?ย Well, he is not so easily cowed.โย With a grin that crossed boundaries between evil and excited, Malleus accepted Epelโs challenge and also began to shovel the noodles into his maw with great speed.ย
With a simultaneous clank, two spoons hit the bowl in unison as each eager boy finishes the whole dish and set aside the spoon with which they have done battle.ย โHa!โ Epel yells as Malleus wordlessly returns an eager smile.ย From the end of the table, Idia is no less fired up though he has eaten only his standard single bite.ย He is satisfied that he got the best bite of the dish when he chose his Player-shaped noodle.ย
Now though, the game was calling for a judging score and Epel and Malleus were at a bit of a loss.ย They had eaten with such competitive gusto that they hadnโt truly tasted the dish.ย Two things remained high in their minds, one, the dish reminded them greatly of the Player they so admired.ย Two, they both felt like they had won their eating competition, which was very satisfying.ย After eyeing each other for a moment and feeling the pressure of the game to deliver a score, Malleus finally smiles in an oddly knowing way and holds up his paddle.ย Epel sees the score and returns an evil grin before holding up his paddle.ย Idia taps his forefingers together nervously as he gestures for his skull device to raise with his score.ย He sneakily turns his eyes up from where he sits to look beyond to the Player for their reaction.
Far away, a person looks down at their phone, somewhat puzzled but not really concerned.ย โHuh, I didnโt think I had enough mastery for a perfect score.โย They watched the 12 points added to their mastery to bring the total to 62%.ย โWell, good job guys.ย I guess you make a great cooking pair,โ they say absentmindedly as they return to the cooking screen to take stock of their recipes and ingredients.ย Far away, two students make eye contact and smile, knowing that they were the true victors here.ย They were as different as could be, yet, the Player had spoken true when they declared that they made a great pair.ย
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๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐
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๐พ๐'๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐,
๐3๐3๐63.'
"Finallyyyy," you groaned, hand aching from the amount of words you had to do with such handwriting, "hopefully he'll be drawn to this."
You fetched some cup noodles, wanting to have something to comfort you as it had been a long week. It took a while, having to constrain his members, but what was worse was when you found out (looking through strictly confidental files) his dad-
"Y/n, could you please shut these pussycats up? Ain't no way they're elite members when they're acting like they need their mom to save their pathetic asses" Says Jay, head aching from the constant whines and moans of the abducted grown men, through the speaker.
You sigh, knowing it was just because they needed your reassurance with the whole abduction. You told them it was just an act, just for a chance to have an encounter with him, to rebel against the Mafia King. You forgot to tell Jay that, so he must've given them the wrong idea.
"Y/n, Y/N!!" Shouts Jay in frustration, "COME ON DOWN RIGHT NOW, NOT EVEN HOON'S HELPING."
You chuckle at the thought of Sunghoon going down there, they're probably-
"THEY'RE FUCKING MESMERISED BY HIM!?" Cries the older Park in confusion, bewildered by the change of reactions from the men.
"Ok ok, I'm coming down Jay, but I also need to explain a few things, judging by the reactions." You replied, smiling at how childish it all seems.
The men cheered when you came down, exclaiming things like, "Our saviour is back!" "The angel has descended!" "We're saved!" You guess all that was because of the hard hand Jay was giving.
"Y/n, explain to me why such demented dickheads are giving you a whole new reaction? Just a few moments ago, they were busy admiring at Hoon!" Points Jay at the majestic beauty, "But they're scared when it comes to me!"
Sunghoon chuckles cockily, "I know, I'm pretty handsome." He wriggled his eyebrows, earning a cringed look from the pair of you.
"Well...these men aren't really here for the mafia..." You knew they would understand.
"OHH, THEY'RE OURS!?" Asks Jay with excitement, hoping what he cracked the code.
"Ahh, lovely Y/n's found a brain, eh?" Sunghoon says in a seductive manner, ego boosting because to the child-like elites.
You nod, knowing they'll understand what to do to. Get Jake, show him why you guys truly are different, become the best of mates and fight the battle, eliminating the guy behind all the misery.
Jay turns to the expectant audience. With a modest manner, he apologises, earning bright smiles from them.
"Well, wanna have a 1v1?" Asks Jay, head cocked to the side.
"Oh, are you two going in bed-" Jokes Sunghoon.
"Park fucking Sunghoon," you started, "I could make sure you don't have children to prevent such cringe mistakes" you glared, Sunghoon acting all melodramatic. "But yeah, would love to destroy you Jay." You agreed, heading over to the doors until,
"Destroy his dick-"
"SUNGHOON." You bellowed, and he just shrugged, amused by your angered reaction. Jay laughs through it all. You guys may be close, but you, Jay and Sunghoon will always remain as best friends, traumatised best friends. Jake was just a member queued to join soon, making you even happier when you realised your fates were being intertwined once again.
"I wonder how sweet y/n's going to do." Says Jay in a provokingly calm tone, stretching before you go at him.
"Like I said, gonna destroy you Park." You stated, going serious as you looked at this as training.
"Oh yeah? You think you can beat the better executive?" Boasts the oldest Park, cracking his knuckles and craning his head, "You think you'll be stronger?"
"Remember who got promoted first, and who was faster at it." You said with such pride, knowing it took Jay years to get where he is today, meanwhile you sailed through it, earning it in just a few months since joining. That's what triggered Jay, and now the fight's begun.
You both went at full potential, each trying their best to stand tall as the victor. Jay's managed to punched you at times, but he's going to be aching with how hard you did it back. Just as he was walking back in a daze, you did an iconic roundhouse kick, and make him topple to the ground with ease. Of course, your sportmanship came first, and you helped him up, as well as tending to his injuries as an apology. The two of you were completely different in looks: one looked unscathed, a hot beauty, whilst the other had purple and blue marks with a few scars in the visible areas, and walking in pain.
"Like I said, was going to destroy you." You said in a joyful voice, pleased seeing his being like this. You kicked ass like the badass bitch you were.
"Fuck you, Y/n."
You went back to your office, noticing the unsealed envelope.
"Ugh, need to send it to him now." You wished you could send someone else, but everyone said it was only a small issue, no need to go to such an extent. You huffed, dressing yourself so as to conceal your identity, before sending the tip to his agency. You pondered as to when you two will meet, and whether he'll pick up the signs. ๐๐ฐ๐ต๐ต๐ข ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ๐ง๐ถ๐ญ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐บ ๐ ๐ข๐ค๐ต ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ you thought. It wasn't like you wanted to deceive him, but he may misunderstand the letter, thinking you wanted him to join the gang, when it was, really, to join the trio.
Walking to the agency, you looked around, hoping that no one will take notice of your outfit. You sighed with relief when it was just like you hoped it would, and put the letter into the letterbox, before returing to base.
'๐บ๐๐ ๐ฑ๐๐๐๐๐,
๐พ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐?"
It was a thought in your mind, because what was he to be? Someone who not only lectured you but fed you, or someone you were ๐จ๐๐ฌ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐๐ with. Yes, that's right, you were ๐จ๐๐ฌ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐๐. But,
Why?
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#en-geneisaxx#enhypen#fyp#engene#enhypen sunghoon#kpop#enha#fanfic#enhypen jay#enhypen jake x y/n#enhypen jake#enhypen jake ff#y/n#mafia#detective#ff#writer#enhablr
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All Things End - Osferth x reader
For @arcielee's 1k celebration - thank you for being such a wonderful supporter to so many writers in this little community, and for writing the most exquisite pieces yourself.
Pairing:ย Osferth x reader (not gender-specific - his rejection of marriage can be because you are a woman, but he is a cursed bastard, or you are not a woman and pre-medieval queer marriage is just not quite accepted, damn it!)
Word count:ย 1.4k
Summary:ย Knowing that everything will end should not change our plan. Osferth is dead, and his lover remembers their last conversation before they parted.
Content warning(s):ย major character death, angst, no happy ending
Rating:ย Gen/Teen
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Notes: No porn and no plot? It's more likely thank you would think. Not tagging the usuals as I'm unsure if this is what you want to read as you usually only get smut from me.
They are back. They are back! The streets begin to fill with people crowding close to greet Uhtred and his men back, and you look for the sandy hair of your tall man. It feels so long since you have set eyes upon him, although it is never as many weeks as it feels. Some of the men are cheerful to be back. Some are grim faced. Less return than left.
You do not normally approach Uhtred. It is not your place, after all, but you can't see your man. Your Osferth. "Lord?" you ask hopefully. "Where is he?"
He looks at you for a long moment, and rests his hand on your shoulder. Something akin to ice prickles across your skin. At his side is Finan. Your eyes are drawn to the cross about his neck.
The smile on your face is frozen. "Where is Osferth?"
Slowly, Finan's face begins to crumple. His hand goes to the cross on the string, and he bows his head. "I tried, I really-"
It's like he can't bear to face you, to face what happened. He tries to turn away but you catch him. He is not your friend, and you never spent much time together before, but you know how much Osferth loves him, how much Finan loves him in return. "You tried to what?"
"I couldn't save them both."
Strange, how it feels, when a smile pulls back over one's teeth until it's ghastly and fearsome. When all beauty is gone, and in its place is terror. "What are you saying?"
"I..." At his side, Ingrith squeezes his hand.
She looks at you sadly. "He saved me. But... he died. He's with his God, now."
Finan's jaw tenses and he gulps in air. When they walk away, you are left alone. Somewhere out there, your sweet love rots.
Osferth laid his head on your chest and began tracing shapes across your skin. You glanced down at his sandy hair and smiled, threading your fingers through it. He let out a quiet hum of approval. His lips were warm when he pressed a kiss against your sternum.
"I won't be away long," he promised. "I never am."
"Do you think it never feels long, because you are always having adventures?" you asked.
He smiled against your stomach as he moved down your body. "Maybe."
"It's dull without you."
"You could always come with me, you know?"
You gripped his hair not unkindly, and tugged him to look up at you. How pretty his mouth was when he smiled. "I don't like it when you go. I grow weary of it."
The smile turned into a grimace, one side of his lip pulled up, and one eye closed. "It is my duty. I'm sworn to it."
"And when will you swear to me?"
Osferth knelt on the bed between your thighs and sighed. His hands ran down your legs and settled around the backs of your knees. One swift yank pulled you to him, and he wrapped your legs around his waist. "I cannot swear to you."
"Why not? Finan has sworn to his wife, and Sihtric to his. That doesn't prevent them from fulfilling their oaths to your lord."
He bit his lip and shook his head. It was a discussion that you had already had many times. He did not budge, and neither did you. "It's different for them than it is for us. I'm sorry."
Rolling away from him, you got off the bed in frustration and pulled on a linen shift. The idea of feeling his skin on yours felt overwhelming now. "There are only so many times that I can survive your rejection, Osferth."
"My love," he murmured softly. He reached out a hand to you that you ignored. "I do not reject you. It is simply that... we cannot marry. And as we cannot marry, I will swear to you no oaths and bind you with no promises."
"Do you want me to find someone who will marry me, then?" Your voice was cool, and your arms were crossed over your chest. You were hurting, and it was a cruel instinct, but hurting him back in the moment soothed you. Once your tempers had evened, it would feel even worse, though.
Osferth got up from the bed and walked over to you with kindness in his eyes. He stood in front of you, tall and slender, and guided your head up with a hand under your chin. "I would see you be happy, my love. If that means finding someone else to love and marry, then yes, that is what I want."
It was the wrong thing for him to say, not what you wanted to hear. It was kind in its own way, but a lie would have been kinder. You wanted to be possessed by him completely, for him to need you more than anything and have you at any cost, but- but that was not in his nature. He was kind.
You shook your head and looked down. "What are we doing, Osferth?"
He bit his lip nervously. His hands went to your shoulders. "We're trying to get it right."
A lump rose in your throat. "We didn't get it right, Osferth. My love, we tried our best."
You felt a kiss on your forehead. "When I return, we will try again. I promise. We will make each other happy."
"Osferth. This can't last forever."
He tilted your chin up again and pressed a gentle kiss to your lips. It made your heart race. When he pulled back, he rested your foreheads together and gently bumped your nose with his. "That will not change the fact that we will try again."
He was gone the next morning before you could go to him and apologise. For the five years that you had welcomed him at your hearth and table, in your heart and bed, he had been honest that he could never marry you. It wasn't your fault, you knew. It was no one's fault. But after a while, it had become easier to blame him. Unfair though it was, you couldn't help it. Sweet Osferth hadn't deserved that. But neither had you.
Your sweet love is buried miles away in a shallow grave marked only by a cross of sticks. There is no place for you to mourn him, no place to speak with him. Only a letter from him remains, but it is nothing to you, for you cannot read. Still, there's some comfort in stroking where he left the ink on it years ago. At the bottom amongst the scrawl is a circle like a wheel - this marks where he had signed his name. Osferth.
You touch it. Already you are forgetting what his voice sounds like. Sounded like.
You lie in bed in the linen shift that has stopped smelling like him. The letter rests on your chest like a two-tonne weight. But the thoughts of him are as light as sand, blowing away in the wind to nothing.
Matthew 7:26. And every one that heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them not, shall be likened unto a foolish man, which built his house upon the sand / And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell: and great was the fall of it.
Osferth knows the verse in Latin. Knew. Osferth knew. The sound of his voice slips with the sand through your fingers and into the wind. The sound of your sorrow follows it. To dust, to dirt, to the earth and sky. You are lost, and so too is he.
Did he know that you were sorry when he died? Did he think of you? Did he fear death? He didn't always, but as he grew to love life, it frightened him. Still, at Uhtred's side, he had seemed invincible. Like death would not dare come for him.
You curl around his pillow and cry.
Please bring him back to me, you plead with God. Let me live it all again. Even knowing how it ends, I wouldn't change a thing. Bring him back to me, I beg.
Bring him back. Let us begin again.
God does not listen. You never do find someone to marry.
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Setting the Scene
I wrote a little snippet to help set the scene for the festival, featuring Leander and my OC, Lavinia. It's suggestive but not explicit and contains some light temperature play. Hopefully it helps get those creative juices flowing!
The streets of Amaryllis District were bustling, full of color and life in celebration of the Orchid Festival. While there were many faces that Lavinia recognized either from her shop or the Wet Wick, there were many more that she'd never seen before, even some that, based on their choice of jewelry, seemed not to be from Lowtown at all. At least, she tried to focus on the faces, as looking anywhere else made her blush. Never before had she seen so much exposed skin in a public place! Everywhere she looked, people expressed their festive spirits with various levels of colorful dress: harnesses, chains, dyed feathers, black leather. Lavinia felt out of place walking down the street in her light blue sundress, even though she'd made the bold--for her comfort level--move of not wearing her corset underneath the dress.
She looked at Leander, who was dressed somewhat more casually in a sleeveless top and pants, and wondered how he usually dressed for this event when not trying to make her feel more comfortable. Was he an underwear and body paint type? Or did he prefer leather? Her imaginings occupied her long enough that she almost stepped in puddle of suspicious composition, saved only by Leander who tugged her by the hand he was holding to avoid it.
Once the puddle was avoided, Leander glanced down at her with a smile. "Distracted?" he asked.
Perhaps one day she would become immune to his smile, though she hoped not. Focused on where she was stepping, Lavinia felt herself blush, her mouth pressed into a slight pout. "It's just...a lot to take in is all. We have the Feast of Life in Stiving too, but it's...different."
At this, he laughed that musical laugh of his. "I'm sure it is!" he said. "Even in the rest of Eridia it's different, just a celebration of fertility honoring the Allmother. But Amaryllis District has taken it a step further."
That was an understatement! As unusual as the festival seemed to be, Lavinia supposed she could see the logical progression. Even back in Stiving where the Feast of Life was celebrated primarily by spending the day eating, drinking, and dancing, she knew it was tradition for many to make love to their special someone. It made sense that that particular tradition would flourish somewhere like Amaryllis District. What really surprised her was how the holiday itself had warped from a celebration of fertility to one of free love. And it lasted a week! It was fascinating!
"So what all does this whole thing entail?" Lavinia asked as they strolled down the street. Among the crowd were people passing out little flyers and advertising the special shows and events being put on by the local brothels and bars. On either side of the road, vendors had set up stalls. Some sold food such as novelty treats shaped like various body parts, foods that were meant to improve sexual desire or stamina, herbs and teas meant to increase or decrease fertility, and even something called a pineapple that was supposed to make certain body fluids taste sweeter. Other vendors sold toys and accessories meant to be used during the act, like lingerie, special ropes, and any number of things she'd never seen before the use of which she could only guess at.
As she finished her question, one stall in particular caught her eye. The vendor was apparently a glass blower, her wares all manner of shapes and colors that sparkled in the sunlight.
"Anything you want it to." Leander looked at her only to notice what had drawn her attention.
She didn't need to ask before he was steering her over to the glassblower's stall. There was just enough room for the two of them and the couple of other people who were already there to browse the beautifully-made toys. In spite of herself, Lavinia found herself drawn to the shelves of dildos. She would have expected the primary difference to be in size, but that was only one of many. There were different types of curvature, for one. But there were also bumps and ridges and bulges and different colors.
One in particular caught her eye. It had a bulbous head with a red flower inside of it. A green ridge spiraled down the outside of the shaft ending just above the base where there were little bumps. In terms of size, it reminded her of Leander, which made it that much more perfect.
Leander, who was standing close behind her with his hands affectionately rubbing her upper arms, followed her gaze to the toy she seemed to like. Sensing her hesitation to pick it up, he reached over her shoulder to grab it himself. As he held it in front of her, it began to glow with a swirling, green light that she recognized as his magic.
"Leander, what are you--?"
Before she could finish her question, he touched the glass head against her shoulder. It was cold--not cold enough to hurt, but cold enough that it felt nice given the warm weather as he slowly dragged the implement down her shoulder, then down to her clavicle. Lavinia leaned back against Leander and let her eyes flutter shut. Her breathing became heavier, and she lost herself to the sensation of cold glass against her skin.
Just as the glass inched down past the neckline of her dress, they were interrupted by someone loudly clearing their throat.
"Can I help you?" The voice of the glassblower startled Lavinia back to reality. Embarrassed, she looked away, her cheeks red as she muttered an apology.
Leander, who she imagined was also blushing, laughed awkwardly. "We'll take this one!"
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A Day for Magic - fanfiction
This is the first story I wrote inspired by @mrghostrat's collage of kisses. It's based on the first kiss in the set, which I don't think was drawn with the intention of it being on a bench, but it happens on a bench in this fic anyway.
Thank you so much Bilvy for making such lovely artwork that did away with my writers block. Maybe I'll actually be able to make some proper progress with my wips now, at least if I'm not distracted by the ficlet idea I have for the fourth kiss (hello ADHD hyperfixation taking over my brain). Like the other fic, which you can find here, this is set post an imaginary season 3 where they've saved the world and are talking again.
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A Day for Magic
Read on AO3 here (preview below)
Itโs a beautiful early autumn day, the warm afternoon sun slants through the trees, sending golden motes of light dancing across the lake as Aziraphale sits on the park bench and contemplates the scene around them.
Just up the pathway he can see the little ice cream cart is making good money from the passing foot traffic, the vendor taking advantage of the unseasonably warm autumn day before the winter sets in and nobody wants ice cream anymore.
Over near the lake crowd of ducks harass the Bulgarian culture attachรฉ over the contents of the plastic bag clutched in his hands. Aziraphale can tell even from here that the bag contains frozen peas, or at least previously-frozen-and-hopefully-now-defrosted peas, and he feels his lips twitch up into a smile. Crowley will be pleased.
He glances over at the former demon sprawling out next to him on the bench, skating his eyes briefly over the sharp lines of his form fitting jacket, up the long neck, partly hidden by the red hair that Crowley has grown out again. Heโs got half of it pulled back off his face today and Aziraphale thinks the look rather suits him, not to mention it has the advantage of being an exceptionally convenient length for Aziraphale to run his fingers through when the mood takes him.
Theyโve sat like this in this park so many times before, but things are different now. Aziraphale sits closer, no longer confined to his side of the bench, and Crowley has one knee pressed against Aziraphaleโs thigh, warm and solid. His arm is draped over the back of the bench and Aziraphale can feel the fingers of Crowleyโs hand curled up against his back. The touch is nice โ comforting without being intrusive.
Crowley isnโt paying attention to him; heโs gazing across the path and when he gives a sudden smirk Aziraphale turns his head to try and work out what heโs looking at. Itโs certainly not the ducks.
Heโs just in time to see a man in a sharp looking business suit rising to his feet, glancing around in a way that suggests embarrassment. Had he fallen over? It didnโt look as if he had and surely Aziraphale would have noticed if there had been a commotion.
His eyes drift down to the path itself and he sees something round and shiny, glinting in the soft autumn light.
โReally, my dear,โ he murmurs, glancing over at Crowley again.
โWhat?โ Crowley shoots him a grin. They both know heโs feigning the ignorance so Aziraphale just shakes his head and lets the corner of his mouth quirk up into a slight smile. Heโs aiming for something that says, โI canโt believe youโre doing this, you incorrigible fiend,โ but suspects the expression has taken a detour towards fond somewhere along the way.
Continue on AO3 here
#good omens#good omens fanfic#fanart inspired fic#ineffable husbands#aziraphale loves crowley#crowley loves aziraphale#ineffable fandom#fluff#kissing#silliness#aziraphale loves magic#no beta - mistakes are all my own fault#my writing#I realise this is probably too long for a post#but I did it anyway
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Art by @teallinum! I had this drawn up as a possible future ages ago and I got to thinking about these two dumdums meeting again.
I really hope there's an opportunity within the canon for Taria and Anduin to meet in War Within. I try to limit their interactions to moments where they could have met. Currently, they have crossed paths at these moments in her history:
At the Tavern in the Mists when Taria was a child. Before she was attacked by the tiger that led to her accelerated aging. Tarvasha left her with Tong as the tavern was obscure and out of the way of most danger. During her time there, she met Wrathion and Anduin, but was largely kept away from bothering them.
For a brief moment in Stormwind, he appeared when she was visiting Varian's memorial at Lion's Rest. They didn't get a chance to interact really, but it was the first time she really saw him after finding out he was her brother.
During the Fourth War, she was present for a time in the command tent while Grok'tor (her late husband) relayed information to Saurfang.
There was no question Taria was going to jump into the Maw after Anduin. Truly, I'm still working this part out. I have some bare bones for what I wanted and did stretch things a bit. After she found her way into the Maw, she managed to track him down, but couldn't get to the room he was in. They were able to speak between the wall for a time, but she was found out and taken to Zorvaal who gashed out pieces of her soul and tossed her into the river Gorgoa. There, she collided with a familiar soul* and was able to force her way out, having not technically been dead. She was too late to save Anduin from the Jailer's domination and followed along with the core group trying to rescue him.
Every week for the past three years, she traveled to Stormwind to ask about her brother, but no one could give her any information. Recently, an informant of her mother's (probably Valeera, as she'd be one of the few who could spy on Shaw and Greymane) relayed that he was seen in Ratchet and moving south through the Barrens. Currently, she is setting out to track that lead and hopefully find Anduin. Whether or not she'll ever have the courage to talk to him face to face remains to be seen.
I realize my goal to stay on canon as much as possible with this character is getting stretched, but I've had her a long time and this is something I've put off for years because there were never any good points in the plot to make more than this possible.
I like to talk about my characters. Hope some of you enjoy reading about them!
Tarvasha (Taria's mother) - @the-wolfs-raven
*The soul Taria runs into, in my headcanon, is Lo'Gosh, who was split from the Varian half of his soul in a last ditch effort for survival during the confrontation with Gul'dan. Lo'Gosh, who took the brunt of the hit this time, was sent to the Shadowlands; into the Maw and Gorgoa since his soul was a fractured one. I don't know how accurate that might be to how Shadowlands works. I didn't play much of it, to be honest. Anyway, headcanon puts Varian's soul in Shalamayne (as seems to possibly be backed up in some way by the plot, unless Anduin was just hallucinating, I suppose.)
As always, I'm up for some constructive criticism to help make my characters more believable!
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๐๐ค๐ง๐ช :3c
my computer's displaying the emojis weird so hopefully I got the right ones, let me know if not!
๐Post the fic summary for a fic you haven't written/published yet. It can be hypothetical or something you really plan on releasing...
okay I don't think I had a single proper summary written for a WIP prior to now, so thank you for encouraging me to get off my ass and write a tentative one for the maurcretia divorce fic:
At one point, Maureen never thought she could fall in love with a client of Miller Labs โ but that was before Lucretia came into her life, brilliant and witty and mysterious, and Maureen is hooked, drawn as is her nature to Lucretia and her secrets.
At another point, Maureen never thought she could fall out of love with Lucretia โ and she doesn't, not exactly โ but nevertheless, as the pair's dueling projects near completion, the weight of secrets and stubbornness weighs heavier and heavier.
were they ever married? no one's quite sure. are they divorced? i hope to convince you that they absolutely are, in a fic coming very very soon :)
๐ค๏ธShare your favorite piece of dialogue from your WIP.
from "untitled barry midlife crisis" fic, which is set shortly pre-starblaster:
โI โ I fucking figured you were working on the bond engine, Barry, youโre always working on the bond engine โ but for Peteโs sake, for how goddamn long this time? Did you stay the night here?!โ
Barry leaps to his feet, immediately the most animated that Davenportโs seen him in days.
โDropped my fantasy car keys down the fantasy parking lot sewer last night!โ he exclaims, holding up his hands as if to add what can you do? โSo I came back to my lab, settled down for the night, and had a whole fantasy mid-life crisis!โ
I actually rewrote this one recently and it's full of STEM major in-jokes that are funny mainly to me but possibly other people as well, it's basically complete but I'm saving it for when I need to post a breather between angsty fics. speaking of,
๐ง๏ธShare something angsty from your WIP.
from a "lup lives... until glamour springs" AU:
โTaako, I donโt think sheโs going to make it.โ
Taako sits bolt upright. The door in front of him is closed, the room is dim โ dimmer than he remembers leaving it, even โ and Lup is still breathing softly, thank gods, thank more fucking gods than Taako can remember the names of โ
And looming over foot of the bed is a human-shaped specter, cloaked in black shadows and a glowing crimson robe. On reflex, Taako throws an arm over Lup, clutching his wand.
I wrote most of this one just yesterday, and it occupies a very specific place on the hurt-comfort spectrum that I honestly don't know how to articulate ๐ญ
๐ฉ๏ธ Share something funny/cracky from your WIP.
ooh I got a good one from a basically complete hurloane piece I'm gonna try and polish up for next week:
โOoh, babe, youโve gotta see this meme Carey posted,โ Sloane says with a chuckle, and shows Hurley her screen. Itโs a very, very compressed Fantasy JPEG of a horse thatโs captioned, in Fantasy Impact font: โjeffandrew found some of the horses and made them vampire horses.โ
โWow. So deep,โ Hurley deadpans. โIs this the rogues group chat again?โ
โYeah. Magnus reacted with a cow emoji, Barry replied with a picture of himself holding up a piece of paper that reads โI donโt understand this meme and at this point Iโm too afraid to ask,โ and it looks like Angus didnโt see this yet โ which he better not have, โcause Carey posted it way past his bedtime!โ
there's more group chat silliness where that came from in the final wip so stay tuned :)
(send me writing ask emojis!)
#i have a lot of nearly-finished wips right now so i've got a lot of offerings here#taz balance spoilers#ask meme
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Heyy i Hope Youโre Doing well! Iโm a new writing acc and I donโt really have any requests or an audience, can I please ask for your advice on how to start writing more or gaining an audience, because I struggle to write without any ideas being given or a prompt list.
Sending love!! Byee
Hello, welcome to the world of writing fanfiction! Since this might get a bit rambly, I'll stick my advice under the cut. I'll also break it up into categories, and bold the most important parts, just for easier readability.
Writing a particular niche/experience
To be honest, I'm not entirely sure how universal my experience with writing/the following I built is, because my blog is directed towards a specific niche? It was genuinely a case of there being very few fics directed at/including neurodivergent readers, deciding "fine, I'll do it myself", and then the people who also wanted more of such fics were drawn to my writing as they came across it.
As such, writing one or two things based on your unique personal experiences (that you're comfortable sharing) might be a good start?
Your blog doesn't have to be centred around those experiences for you to write about them, and it doesn't have to be very specific, either (a few of my first posts were literally HCs for "[character] x Autistic!Reader - Established Relationship"). My more specific/unique ideas came along as I wrote more, and from the requests that came in over time.
There'll always be someone out there who not only relates to your experiences and feelings, but is waiting to see themselves in your stories!
Prompt lists (even without anyone to send them!)
Other than that, though: there's no shame in starting with a prompt list! Even if there's no one to give you a prompt yet, you might be able to find a small list, and then put the numbers/prompts into a random name picker to choose it for you?
I've just had a look for some examples, and a lot of prompt lists tend to be fairly long, from what I'm seeing (around 15-25 prompts seems to be the average) - but I've found this blog, that has some smaller lists to choose from. If anyone else knows of any others that anon might find useful, feel free to share them here!
An extra bit of advice...
This isn't really relevant to your question, but is the No. 1 bit of advice I would give to a new fic writer: figure out what you are/aren't comfortable writing before you start taking requests.
When I got my first request, the requester ended up having to change it a couple times, because I hadn't considered that, for example, someone could request a character I wasn't familiar with - leading to the "don't request characters I haven't already written for" rule in my guidelines. In hindsight, I'd recommend writing several fics before you start taking requests, so you have a better idea of what your boundaries are, and can list them out for people to take note of. It'll save you, and the requesters, a lot of trouble!
It's also important to not let anyone intentionally try to break those boundaries (e.g. by blatantly guilt-tripping you). While it's wonderful to have people appreciate your writing enough to want to see more from you, they aren't entitled to cross the line like that - it's OK to stand up for yourself. Do no harm, take no shit, etc. etc.
And that's all I've got!
I hope this was at least a little bit helpful - again, I'm not sure how universal the way my blog grew is, but hopefully there's something you'll be able to take away from this!
I hope you have fun writing! c:
#not imagines#anonymous#writing advice#sorry if there's some spelling errors#it's like 9:30pm at the moment#also I've barely written anything other than for uni work in months ๐ซ
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Now that I have finished the ARC I was reading, I can finally tell you what it is!
Beauty and Deceit by Carol Beth Anderson!
It's a Beauty and the Beast retelling with fae!
Here's the blurb:
Aeryn is hungry, perpetually exhausted, and short on hope. Ever since her merchant father lost everything to pirates, the twenty-two-year-old has worked endlessly to meet the needs of her impoverished family. But it's never enough.
That all changes when a mysterious faerie invites her to a competition hosted by a Fae beast looking for a wife. Tor, the castle-dwelling creature, is wealthy enough to provide for Aeryn's family ... and she's desperate enough to say yes.
The castle is beautiful, straight out of Aeryn's dreams. Tor is more suited to her nightmares, with his red eyes, long claws, and rat-like tail. But looks can be deceiving ...
Then there are the other contestants, nine powerful faerie females. Aeryn is a mortal. How is she supposed to compete with their otherworldly beautyโand thwart the curse magic some of them wield?
The complicated situation quickly turns impossible for Aeryn. As her romance with Tor progresses, she also finds herself drawn to Wyatt, the castle gardener. He's nothing like the powerful Tor, yet Aeryn's feelings for him keep blurring the lines between friendship and attraction.
Winning Tor's heart is the only way Aeryn can save her family. But can she fend off the attacks of powerful faerie females, ignore her growing desire for Wyatt, and let herself fall for a monster?
If you like fairytale retellings, bookish heroines, love triangles, and a little bit of steam, you'll love Beauty and Deceit.
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Originally published on Kindle Vella as Beauty and the Beast: A Faerie Tale Retelling .
This story is romantic, and there's mild steam. The intimacy is open door but with minimal explicit detail. Written for NA (new adult) audiences, appropriate for ages 16+.
*Copied from Goodreads*
And here's my review:
Ok, so first of all, I love fae. What's really funny is I hadn't heard the word until last year. I also love fairy tale retellings, especially Beauty and the Beast.
This was an awesome mix of Beauty and the Beast, fae, and The Selection. Like I said before, The Selection wasn't my cup of tea, but the idea was interesting.
I enjoyed listening to it very much! The characters were written well, and the plot was interesting!
The images I got while listening to this were beautiful! The author certainly knows how to paint a picture with words!
I also love listening to audio books that the author narrates themselves. That way I know I have the pronunciation of the names right! ๐
Now for triggers:
So, as said at the end of the blurb, this one is a bit steamy. She goes into a little more detail with the kissing than I'd like, (I prefer less tongue talk) when it gets to the other things, there is thankfully little to no detail. Like you know what's going on, but you don't get all the lovely pictures that come with it.
There is also quite a bit of swearing, which, as I've said before, I don't really mind, but I know some people do.
Also, once again, some people will find this the opposite of a trigger, but I'm putting it here anyway, there was a lesbian couple. No detail with them, they were just there.
I can't think of any other triggers, but I may have missed something. I'm not perfect!
So, in my opinion, this was a good book! If you don't mind a bit of steam which was really not graphic other than the tongues, I definitely recommend you check out this book. It was a lot of fun!
Now hopefully I can finish the other two books I'm working on and get a new review out for you soon!
#booklover#bookworm#books#books and reading#reading#book review#advanced reader copy#fae#beauty and the beast#retelling#fairy tale retelling
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The chronical of Daniel Lumiere: Prolouge
.. I'm going to tell you a story.ย
A story about love, pure love. Passionate love. Obsessive and toxic love. Selfless loveย
A story about hatred. For others, for yourself, for society.ย
And painโฆ so much pain.ย
My name in case you were wondering, is Daniel Lumiere. And this is my story about how one - stupid - choice saved my entire life.ย
May 15th. 2010
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Dear future Daniel.
Iโm spending this weekend with mom and dad at Grandmas. I actually like it out here compared to the city. It's quiet and peaceful. I didnโt really sleep last night. I heard mom and dad arguing again. I donโt know how Elizebeth can sleep through it. I kinda wish she was here, but she didnโt come. She went on a weekend trip away with her friends. I wish I could do that sorta thing. I wish I had some friends. Hopefully this weekend won't be too bad. I donโt wanna hear them yelling again. I hate hearing it. At least Iโll get to be away from the city for the weekend. I wonder if I'll see a deer. That would be cool. They always run when I get close though. It be cool if I could pet one. WellโฆI donโt have anything else to say. Bye.
With a sigh, the black cover of the leather notebook is closed. The pen being used to write it is tucked back into the bag. Bright green eyes stare down at it with a frown. A young red-haired boy sits in the backseat of the blue van. Heโs pale with freckles adorning his round cheeks. He peers out the window as the woods fly by them.ย
โThereโs hardly any service out here.โ Comes the low gravelly voice from the front passenger seat. โHow am I going to get any work done?โ
Thereโs a sigh from the driver's seat. โHoney, this is supposed to be a family weekend.โ Comes a soft and soothing voice in comparison.ย
โThat doesnโt change that I have to get these reports in by Monday.โ The rough voice complains.ย
โIโm sure youโll have plenty of time.โ The soft voice replies optimisticallyย
โLike hell I will.โย
โHoney, watch your language infront of Daniel-โ
โHeโs old enough.โ
โHeโs only ten.โย
โI heard plenty of curse words when I was ten-โ
โCan we not do this infront of him?
The boy's shoulders tense, he looks down at his notebook. Trying to focus on something else. He drowns out the adults' conversations in front of him as he runs his thumbs over the leather cover. Thereโs a small floral pattern engraved into the bottom corners. He remembers receiving this notebook from his mother two years ago. During the time when he was enduring severe bullying in middle school. And as a result was taken out a month later to be permanently home-schooled. He squeezes the notebook a bit.ย
โStand up for yourself. Come on, be a man.โ His father had said.ย
โDonโt worry honey, mommy wonโt let those bullies hurt you anymore.โ His mother had said.
It had resulted in yet another argument between his parents. A long and drawn out one regarding whether or not he would be kept in public schools or not. In the end his mother had won the argument and he had been home-schooled ever since. He didnโt really go outside or interact with people aside from his family. Occasionally he would go out but only with his mother or sister.ย
His lips press together, brows lowering as he brushes his hand across the cover. He remembered his mother gave him the notebook briefly after his homeschooling began.ย
โItโll help you get to know yourself better.โ She told him.ย
His father didnโt approve. โDairies are for girls.โ He lectured him.ย
Ultimately he was allowed to keep it. His motherโs comment made him think, what kind of person would he be when he was older? He wasnโt sure. Whether it was some joke or just a strange sense of wanting to look into his past years later, he began every entry as if it were a letter to his future self. He hoped he would be someone cool in his future. Someone who was awesome, someone people liked.ย
โOkay kiddo, we're here.โ Daniel looks up as his mother calls. The van comes to a stop in front of a wooden home surrounded by thick forestry. There was a dirt path leading up and back to the road behind them. Daniel opens the car door and slides out, grabbing his duffle bag and slinging it over his shoulder as he glances at his grandparents house.ย
It was a two story wooden house made of logs with stone gable roof. Two large bay windows sat at the front of the house, the front door between them. There was a balcony above it on the second floor with windows adorning the front. A large wooden porch was built around the house. A fence going around the perimeter. And a set of wooden steps lead down the small incline the house sat on.ย
From what his mom told him, his grandparents had built this house years ago. Before he or his sister were born. And that she lived here in her childhood. It was becoming a bit harder to manage in their older age though, and they were looking to sell the home to someone within the next few years.ย
Two people stood on the porch, waving at their arrival. The woman resembled his mom, who like his grandma was a white woman with blonde hair and green eyes. His grandpa on the other hand was a mixed man, tanned skin and a brunette with brown eyes. โHey Carol!โ His grandma calls his mother.ย
โHey mom!โ She calls back.ย
โHurry on up, we were just about to start dinner.โ
Daniel follows his parents, still exchanging heated whispers between themselves. Their faces turn to all smiles as they reach the porch. Daniel doesnโt miss the way his grandpa gives his father a look. But he doesnโt say anything. His grandparents swarm him - as they always do - his grandma pinching his cheeks. Telling him how cute he is, and how big heโs gotten. HIs grandpa pats his head and laughs as he tells him what a ladies man heโll be when heโs older. They turn their attention to his parents. It's then that he tunes out the adults' conversations as he looks out into the woods, it gets thicker from the spot there in. The trees combing together and a dirt trail leading off into the forestry.ย
โCome on, you can help cook.โ He hears his grandma say to his mom. He looks over to find his mother and grandma heading inside. His grandpa and father seem to be having a staredown.ย
Daniel glances to the forest once again, his body is tense. He doesnโt wanna be here for whatever they're going to talk about. He turns to his grandpa and father, but before he can utter a word his grandpa looks at him. Gives him a warm and friendly smile and says, โhey Danny, how about you go and explore for a bit, okay? Weโll call you when dinner is ready.โย
He didnโt really like that nickname.ย
โYeah, go explore.โ His father affirms more harshly.ย
His grandpa gives his father a side-eye. His father turns away, crossing his arms.ย
Daniel nods, โokay.โ He says with a grin. Then turns and rushes down the stairs, not fast enough in his opinion. He walks quickly into the forest, following the path at first.ย
The forestry thickens around him as he descends deeper, away from the house. The ground is rough and uneven, paved with bumps, stones and different vegetation. He steps over a fallen tree, stopping only to kneel down and peer into the rotting bark. He can see millions of little insects crawling around in it. Curiously he pokes one, a worm. It wiggles under his soft touch and quickly scurries away. He chuckles to himself, standing up and brushing the bit of dirt off his hands and shorts.ย
He continues to walk.ย
Coming to a shallow stream that he can just walk through. But Daniel hops onto the little stones that peak out of the water instead, crossing onto the other side. He glances down into the shallow waters of the stream. It's rushing in a slow relaxed drawl around the mossy rocks. He can see tiny little bugs in the water. They skip across its service and down the stream as he gets closer. Thereโs also a few tiny fish. He takes in a deep breath, the air feels lighter here. It always has to him.ย
The birds chirp above his head, and he listens to the soft hum of the water as it makes its way down the stream. He continues on.ย
He makes his way past the stream, past the large trees that stretch hundreds of miles into the air. He wonders what lives at the top. What kind of birds? What does he look like to them?ย
Then another thought comes to him as he climbs over a fallen rotting log. Bits of damp dead bark clinging onto his fingers as he grips it.ย
Is there someoneโฆsomething out there that looks down at him like he looks at ants? Does he look like an ant to something out there?ย
It's a peculiar thought for a ten year old.ย
But it's one that often crosses his young mind.ย
Twigs and leaves crunch under his shoes as he climbs up a small hill. It's a bit steep and it's one heโs never gone up before. Heโs traveled through these woods a few different times. Each time heโs come out here to visit his grandparents. Back when his sister wasnโt a busy 17 year old getting ready for her senior year and looking at possible colleges. Back when she was just as young and silly as him.ย
Theyโd both traversed through these woods. Off exploring and seeing what they could find. Out here for hours, usually making sure to stay close to the path. Somehow they never got lost, even when they did explore off the path. Theyโd always find their way back and just in time for dinner.
Daniel pauses, halfway up the steep incline. His hand grasping a tree for leverage. His smile dips. He suddenly feels very lonely out here, exploring on his own. He wonders, would it be more fun with his sister here? Or would she be lazily trailing behind him, nose in her phone while he enthusiastically pointed out things to her only to get a โuh huhโ in return.ย
He shakes the thought away and pulls himself up. He gets to the top of the hill. It wasnโt a hard climb, probably easy for an adult. But heโs proud of himself anyway.ย
He looks over the small view heโs been granted for his trial.ย
And then he pauses. Transfixed and perturbed.ย
Thereโs a small meadow ahead, surrounded by the dense trees. But in the center, stands a tree that doesnโt seem to belong here.ย
The base of the tree is noticeably thicker than the others. The branches curve out, twisting and winding opposed to the way the other trees seem to grow. With the base growing straight up and the branches following suit. The leaves that cover those twisting and curving branches are green. But theyโve grown in a way that almost makes it look like rainfall. And as he blinks and stares, he swears the leaves almost have a blue tint to them. It also seems as if the sunlight favors this tree the most. The light peeks through the forest granting bits of the sunlight to grace the forest floor. But this tree? It looks practically bathed in the light. As if Heaven itself is shining down upon it.
Daniel feelsโฆstrange. Like, like something is tugging on him. Beckoning him.
Curious and fascinated heโs found something new despite exploring these woods for years. He quickly slides down the hill, catching himself before he can fall at the bottom. He stands, hesitating.ย
Leaves russell and Daniel jumps a bit as he looks down; finding a squirrel running past him. Eagerly running up to the aforementioned tree. He pauses a few feet from the base and turns to him, its head cocking to the side as it blinks in two quick motions. Almost as if asking, โwhat are you waiting for?โย
Daniel watches the squirrel run up the base of the tree and into its waiting leaves.ย
He walks closer, the air feels warmer here. And as he draws closer to the tree he realizes just how big it is compared to him. Compared to the other trees. It must be ancient, given its size. He appears like a mouse next to its gargantuan trunk. He observes through the wood that the trunk has grown weirdly. It's curved and wavy, like a spiral. And thereโs small engravings in every inch of the tree. But he doesnโt understand or recognize it.ย
Still, he inches closer. The air brushes past him and it's warm, tickling his face. He chuckles and rubs his face. Glances at the base of the tree and hesitantly raises a hand.ย
Then he rests his hand against the base of the tree.ย
Something jolts in him. And a barrage of flashing images all cascade behind his open eyes. All in blurred motion. All quick.
Red.
Black.
A dark hand.
His hand.
Green Cape.
Boy.
Laughter.
Fire.
Darkness.
Daniel gasps and quickly yanks his hand back as if heโd been electrocuted. Stumbling and falling into the leaves below him. He breathes quickly, feeling his pulse racing. He gawks at the tree with wide eyes.ย
What was that?
He swallows, standing on shaking knees. He finds himself staring at the tree and his body instinctively takes several steps back. His eyes never leave the tree.
D ย a nย i ย eย l
The boy stops in his tracks.ย
His heart plunges into his throat and a cold dread falls over him like ice water. Heโs frozen in place. Looking around at the trees.ย
Didโฆsomeone just call him?
Daniel peers around, he searches the trees around him. Desperately looking for the tiniest of movements.ย
But thereโs nothing here. Just the trees, just the air and the birds.ย
Who have stopped chirping.ย
And the windโฆit's gone dead.
Daniel's blood runs cold, his palms clammy. He feelsโฆwatched.ย
Something russells in a bush.
Heโs frozen as a statue.ย
Suddenly it darts out.
He yelps loudly, stumbling back and tripping over his ankles. He hits the ground and is frozen as he stares down-
Aโฆ.squirrel?ย
A squirrel
It glances at the petrified pale faced boy curiously before darting quickly to the parallel tree and running up into it.ย
The young boy heaves a long sigh. His heart rate gradually climbs down. โJust a squirrel.โ He laughs to himself. โIโm okay. Nothing to be scared of.โ He assures himself.ย
Daniel takes a moment, on the ground sitting with his legs to his chest. To compose himself and gain his breathing back. The birds are back, and the wind is howling softly in his ear again. But heโs okay, heโs fine. Heโs safe.ย It takes about ten minutes before he gets to his feet and decides heโs ready to start heading back.ย
He turns to the trail.
But it's not there.ย
It'sโฆit's not there.
And neither is the tree when he turns back to it.
Instead what is in front and behind him, - as well as where the tree should be - is a grassy clearing with tall grass that reaches to his midsection. And not far ahead, only a few feet is the entrance to a small cave. The edges are coated with moss. He thinks it's moss. Becauseโฆwasnโt moss supposed to be green? Not blue?ย
He canโt see into the cave. It's as if a veil of darkness hangs over the front of it. Preventing him from seeing beyond it.ย
He takes a step back, intent on leaving. He isnโt sure where he is but he wants to go home.ย
And yetโฆas he stares at the entrance of the caveโฆ
He feelsโฆ
Drawn to it.ย
Heโฆ
Wants to go in it.ย
So he does.
His mind argues that this is a bad idea, human fear screaming he should find his way back home. Cry and scream for his mom to find him.
But his body tells him another story.
There is nothing to fear here.ย
So with some nervousness, he listens to his body's instincts and pursues his curiosity as he walks to the entrance of the cave. He holds a hand up to it, it shakes a little.ย
He presses his hand through the entrance and thereโs a cold feeling that washes over his hand. Like a cold waterfall. He gasps and rips his hand away.ย
โWhat-!โ Daniel gapes his eyes wide again.ย
Dย ย a ย nย ย iย ย eย l
Daniel yelps as he whirls around.ย
Something just whispered in my ear.
His heart is racing and he looks around searching for the voice. The voice that he realizes doesnโt sound like a man's voice, or a female's voice for that matter. His fingers tremble as he looks around the expanse of the forest, and he hears nothing again. But thereโs that unmistakable feeling of being watched once more.ย
Suddenly he thinks the cave is a better place than whatever lingers out here.ย
And he turns on his heel running quickly through the entrance of the cave. A loud gasp echoes off the walls of the cave as he rushes in. It's like passing through an ice cold waterfall. He shivers, and the cold lingers but only for a moment. Before his breathing settles again.
He looks behind him, and finds the entrance is still there. But he can no longer see the outside. It's blocked by that same invisible wall of darkness. Yet knowing something is out there, he doesnโt want to go back out.
So he goes deeper.ย
The cave feelsโฆstrange, the airโs damp. Moist. But as he touches the walls they are cold and hard. His steps echo softly as he walks, and he can hear a trickle of water somewhere. As he continues deeper into the cave, it strikes him as odd. A thought comes to him.
How is he able to see in the dark?
Daniel pauses, and peers around, everything is dark. But he can still make out every detail of the cave clearly. He can see there's moss along the roof of the cave, and the walls themselves dont look like that gray rock color. But they look almost like blue. A dark gray blue. When he reaches his hand against the wall again he feels a weird sensation under his fingertips. It's electrifying. Prickling under his hands and it sends jolts through his body.
He pulls his hand back quickly.ย
It feels almost similar to that sensation he got from that strange tree.ย
Daniel steadies his breathing and goes on.ย
He continues to marvel at the cave as he walks. Heโs neverโฆseen anything like it. He searches through his memories of all the times he and his sister explored these woods when they were growing up. Sure he was only ten. But they used to come out here just about every summer for a few weeks. When his sister grew older they would go further. But he didnโt come out here much anymore since she had started highschool.ย
Still, he knew he had never seen this cave before. Or that tree. Or even the meadow this cave resigned in.ย
He should be scared.ย
And yetโฆ
He finds himself crouching down and smiling in wonder at the clump of red jewels gathered on one of the cave walls. It looks like it's growing out of the wall.ย
How could he be scared of something soโฆmagical.ย
This place, this cave, it doesnโt feelโฆlike a bad place. It doesnโt exactly feel like a good place either. But somewhere in his chest, in his gutโฆin his soul, he felt that he was allowed to be here right now.
It was a strange feeling.ย
And maybe one his human mind was simply conjuring to rationalize the absurdity of this situation.ย
Daniel stands and moves on.ย
He walks for a while, he doesnโt really know how long. But he continues to see more clusters of these strange red crystals. They cover the walls, and then almost every wall as he descends deeper. They glow softly and bathe the once dark cave in a dim red glow. The walls themselves begin to look strange, what once was his difficult guess on whether they were still gray or if they were blue. Is now certainly that they are a purple color. With a crystal-like texture. Shimmering and reflecting his reflection back at him in a warped way.ย
Daniel stops to look at one of his reflections, a sharp gasp leaves him. Because his reflection is staring back at him with not his green eyes. But molten gold and orange hues that give him that same startled look he looks at his reflection with. He touches his face in alarm, wondering if thatโs truly how he looks. Or if it's the trick of the cave. His eyes flicker in his reflection to his ears. He doesnโt even notice the length of his reflectionโs hair is slightly longer. No instead his panic and wonder grow as he finds that his ears are pointed. Much like an elfs. He can feel his heart racing as he quickly touches his ears. A beat of relief flooding him as his fingers find the round shell of his ear and not the pointed tip his mirrored image shows.ย
It's just an illusionโฆright?ย
He half expects his reflection to leap out from the wall and attack him. But it does no such thing. It behaves as a reflection should. Mirroring his every action. But it holds things that he does not. Something sticks out among his mirrored self, something that's not a part of his features. His reflection holds a pretty red jewel around its neck, where he knows he does not.ย
Something dark, cold and decidedly uncomfortable twists in his chest. In his mind.ย
He quickly steps back only now aware of how hard his heart is hammering.ย
The crystals that surround him seem to glow, almostโฆbrighter? The light they give off feels warm. Butโฆwrong. Unnatural.ย
The urge to leave this cave of wonders is sudden. But something in his mind whispers heโs seen something he shouldnโt have. A part of his mind that ties in with every instinctive section of a human mind. That part that knows how far they can look into the beyond before their mind begins to tear and dare to travel into the depths of insanity.ย
So he steps back, intent on heading back from where he came. Run back out, run back to his mom and run back to the normal - safe - mundanity of his life.
He turns.
He half expected there to be a wall, a cruel joke to him. To block where he came. To seal him away.
But the way back is still there. Open and willing to take him home.ย
Daniel stands, facing it and he stares for a moment. As he takes a step forward he pausesโฆA thought filtering into his mind.
Go back to what? To being someone who always runs away from everything? That fears everything?ย It's a strange thought, one that somehow sounds like him. His voice. But it also feelsโฆway too sophisticated for someone his age to even have such a thought. If you go back now, youโll regret it. Trust me. His own voice tells him. It does sound like him, and yetโฆit doesnโt.ย
But it is his voice.
He knows it, somewhere in his gut.
The voice holds no malice, no anger. He feels it. He knows, its words are true.ย
And he knows it's right.
He swallows, and with some trepidation, Daniel turns around. Away from the exit, away from his route back to the safety of ignorance that mankind holds as a whole.ย
And he continues on.ย
The strange red crystals do thicken, to the point of almost blocking the way forward. But something urges him on even when they do begin to block his path. Even when he has to climb over them, avoiding nearly being cut by their pointed edges.ย
He crosses one more final cluster, blocking the entirety of the path and there is only a small entrance at the center. How lucky that given his size, he is the perfect fit to get through it. The crystal does tear a bit at his shirt and pants. Leaving small rips but nothing that hurts him.ย
He emerges on the other side.
The air has changed.
It's cooler.
Clearer.ย
Like the tree.
Something filters in the air, that same electrical feeling that the walls have.ย
But now he can feel it all over his body.ย
The crystals completely cover the walls now but his eyes are on something else for once.ย
Thereโs a stone pedestal in the center of the cave. And an entrance behind it leading deeper into the cave towards some strange light source. He thinks about continuing, seeing what may be on the other side of that light. But what draws his immediate attention is what's on the pedestal.
He walks forward.
It's a crystal.
Just like the ones on the wall.
But this one is attached to a black rope of some kind. At least he thinks it's a rope? It's strangely thin. Like a fishing line. He doesnโt think it would break easily. If he tried to snap it.
His hand hovers near the crystal and rope.
It looks like a necklace, but whose? Did this belong to someone?ย
He stares at the crystal, all of this feels too surreal. Like something he would find out of a storybook. He briefly wonders if heโs dreaming. He probably is. That would explain all this weirdness. Butโฆif it is a dream, then why not plunge further into this adventure? Because when he wakes, all that will await him is the boring normality of his life.ย
ย ย His life.ย
He frowns.ย
Daniel thinks about his mother and father, waiting for him back at the house. Something twists in his chest. An unspoken acknowledgement even he knows despite his young age. One that his parents try to hide behind fake smiles and reassurance. His mother more than his father.ย
He swallows. Suddenly not wanting to go back. Not wanting to wake up. For as strange as the cave is.. It feels warm. Inviting almost. Almost.ย
Daniels lip quivers, he steps back from the stone pedestal and the reality of everything hits him all at once. His knees buckle and he falls onto the cave floor. Pressing his hands to his eyes. Swallowing the painful knot in his throat.ย
ย ย ย ย ย โDon't..don'tโฆโ he whispers to himself. His lips tremble and he sucks in a breath. โI don't wanna go back.โ His voice cracks. It echoes back to him from the cave walls, hollow and shaking.ย
Why should he go back? Whyโฆfor what? To a sister who barely interacts with him? To his parents who talk as if heโs not even there? To a home colder than this cave? Why? Why should he go back?ย
He presses his palms so hard into his eyes that dots dance in the darkness of his vision. He takes slow deep breaths as he's learned to. To keep it in. His body begins to shake.
Iโm just a nobody.
Something warm touches his shoulder. Something solid.
โYou're going to be okay Daniel. I promise.โ A voice whispers in his ear. A maleโs voice.ย
He looks up immediately and turns to peer over his shoulder.
But nobody is there.ย
And the strange warmth that held his shoulder, is gone.ย
Daniel blinks, feeling moisture on his eyelashes. Unaware of when theyโd even gotten there.ย
He looks behind him, his eyes searching the cavern walls for something. Anything. But no, heโs alone. Safe for his reflections.ย
Daniel takes a breath, wipes his eyes and stands.ย
It's a dream. And it has to end eventually. Butโฆat least he can still enjoy it while it lasts.ย
So Daniel walks back up to the crystal, resting on the stone pedestal. It's only then that he realizes while it is red, it doesnโt glow like the other crystals. He doesnโt stop to think about it.ย
He stands on his toes, needing to in order to reach the pedestal properly. His chin just barely reaches above the top. And his fingers barely brush against the rope. He pulls at it and tugs it towards the edge.ย
He catches the necklace between his fingers. And stumbles back away from the stone pedestal. The jewel swings around and he holds it up to examine it.ย
It's shaped like a diamond. But not the ore, rather the shape itself that he remembers seeing in his math books. It's pointed on all four sides and it's red like a ruby. Heโs never seen anything like it. He lifts his hand to the crystal gently lowering it to rest in his palm. It's just the exact size of his palm.
Thereโs an electricity flowing through it, that teams with life under his skin. It feels a little heavier than he thought it would. Like heโs holding someoneโs hand, and not a jewel. It's warm too.ย
He feels the urge to keep it. To put it on.
So he does.ย
He slides the rope over his head and it strangely fits perfectly around his collarbone. The crystal rests in place against his chest and he feels a strange emotion wash over him.ย
Peace.ย
Butโฆit follows with something else.
A heavy weighing darkness, and it pushes into him.ย
It's like it's taking up his body, every space of him. Trying to share it with him and he gasps suddenly, unable to breathe. He stumbles back, trying to reach to take the necklace off. But his hand stops, he doesnโt know why. But he chooses not to take it over. Despite his vision rapidly falling into the shadows, his airways deplete more and more.ย
His brain is panicked and frantically yelling. Screaming for air. He canโt breathe.
Butโฆhe isnโt afraid. Even as he slips into the darkness, only wishing he could just breathe.ย
โDaniel!โ
He gasps for a breath of air.ย
And it comes, thank god the air comes.ย
Daniel blinks and looks around him. Heโs lying against a tree. And as he looks around him he can see the stream just up ahead. As he turns back he finds his grandparents cabin in the distance.ย ย
โDaniel dinnertime!โ He hears his mother call.
Ohโฆso it was a dream?ย
He thinks, a little disappointed. He sighs, it wasโฆa weird and scary dream. But it was a fun one. All things considered. It's strange though, that he finds he remembers every detail of it. But perhaps it will simply fade away as all dreams do after waking up.ย
โComing!โ He calls back.ย
He stands, pushing off the tree he had fallen asleep against. He rubs his eyes and stretches his arms out. But as he moves, he feels something, a weight, against his chest.
Daniel freezes, and he looks down. Only now registeringโฆ
The red jewel hanging around his neck.ย
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yoo, how are you girlie? im currently trying to build a church from 'uts' in the sims. what does it look like to you? maybe the vibe, type of architecture, that sort of thing. i may have a generally different idea from the mv and the story, but i wanted to ask if you might have a specific image of the church. maybe some reference photos? they could be helpful, but no pressure tho. love you <3
hiii im ok!! a lil tired bc i did a walk on the treadmill this morning but ive had breakfast so thats nice hehe (actual answer under the readmore btw)
first of all ur doing what omg???? thats so cool omg!!! anyway realistically i wish i could tell u exacts because the structure from the mv is absolutely different from how i was imagining it (since the underground part is like... separate from the church in the mv i think???). i know i imagined the church itself to be a large room with rows of chairs and a raised platform for a stage (at least big enough for three people to comfortably dance on since bss has their lil number in hoshi's part), with the back half separated off by curtains. there's a ladder leading up to the attic which mainly contains stuff like board games, cards, books, etc. but it also has a sun-shaped window (which... i dont think is possible in the sims but i also am not a builder so i wouldnt know) with a bed in front of it (which i like to imagine has some sort of curtains close to it so that they could get a lil privacy while napping, y'know?). the underground part leads to the main area that they all reside in which is the stone area from the mv, but thats way more up in the air to me and something i admittedly just kinda went 'if i need a room, i'm sure it's there lmao'.
i think in general, i think it'd be a Lot of natural decor? both dried and fresh flowers, wooden objects that could have been made by them, etc. but the group basically is a group of scavengers when it comes to the city and what they bring back. i think they'd usually stick to things that are lighter when it comes to bringing stuff back, but i'm like 90% sure they could work things out to bring back heavier furniture (like a couch) if they really wanted it. it'd def be a group effort tho and prolong their trips back haha but def like... a vibrant, colorful space too!!! a lot of uts is about finding ways to love and celebrate life and the things within it and i think part of that is learning to find happiness--hence why they paint the walls with things they want to paint, why they celebrate one another as often as they can.
iii am not an architect so i cannot tell u the kind of architecture but i can throw pictures ur way since i have a small pinterest board w pics saved
(if u listen rly closely u can hear me yelling over soonhoon here like that should be ME!!!!)
(sun window with bed + curtains)
(i literally never reference this lil tub in uts because i had no idea where the fuck it would be but the plants and books and whatnot are sooo visible here also joshua hong just 1 chance pls!!!)
these are both part of that underground part but i think the vibrant colors and how mismatched things are like. is so visible here so!!! i want to live in this mv...
plushies <3 also tht should be ME-
u can vaguely see architecture of the church here w the uncovered windows n whatnot. i do not have the vocabulary to describe it further. also loving the idea that they either stuff their shirts (so they can sit up) or drape them over chairs to act as audience members lmao i love them i love them i love them
this has nothing to do with the rest of this aside from the overall vibrant vibe but i just wanted to share this one bc look at himst...... he looks like hes up to no good...... so real of him
these are all the pictures i have that are relevant (the rest were of them outside in the field or in that underground part) but hopefully of this helps at least a little??? i def should have drawn up a floor plan for uts just to keep myself set to something tbh
anyway!!! good luck building!!!! know i would always love to see if u ever wanna share <3
wooahae <3 sorry this answer got kinda long w all the pictures
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Chapter Four: A Broken Heart is Blind
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A week had passed and Unikitty couldn't get that night at Rex's cabin out of her mind. It wasn't his zombie-like gaze or his lack of awareness that gripped her the most. It was his voice, that petrified and familiar voice. She had to plunge herself into party planning to get it off her mind. The thing that kept bringing that haunting voice back to her mind was that it was Rex's housewarming party. She had tried to contact her friends off planet when she got home, but couldn't reach them. So, the voice remained in the back of her mind as a taunting mystery.
"Unikitty, you seem to be distracted by something. Do you want to talk about it?" Doctor Fox sat by the cat's side, tinkering with a device of some kind that occasionally spat out streamers. "You'll pop that balloon if you keep blowing air into it."
"Oh. Uhโฆ sure." She then described the events of that night in as much detail as she wanted to remember.
"It sounds like Rex is a sleepwalker. It's rare in adults, but you did mention he claimed not to sleep. Sleep deprivation can cause somnambulism." Doctor Fox stated.
"It doesn't explain the voice. Why did he sound like that?" The cat shuddered.
"I can't attest to the voice's familiarity, but he was possibly locked in a bad dream. I could see if he would mind coming over for a sleep study so I can help him sleep better, if that's the concern."
"I just need to know about that voice." She shook her head. "How did he make that voice?"
"Somniloquy does sometimes work like that, but there may be a deeper reason for his voice sounding that familiar to you. I would ask about it when we see him later to set up for the party." The doctor finished her work on the machine. "We could go now if it continues to plague your mind."ย
"Yeah. Let's go talk to him. Hopefully, he doesn't leave us with more questions." The doctor grabbed her device and the two set off for the cabin.
All of the curtains were drawn, but the door wasn't locked. Unikitty opened the door and walked inside. She didn't get far into the cabin before she heard a door open. She turned the light on to see Rex in a pair of pajamas that had little raptors all over them.ย
"It'sโฆ " He looked up at the clock. "Noon? OK, guess that makes sense. Hang on." He groggily trudged back into the room he came from and returned soon after in his dark safety vest, which was unfastened and open, showing a dark blue tee shirt. "Do whatcha gotta do, kids. I'm gonna try to save a princess or something." He turned toward the couch, but Unikitty stopped him.ย
"We need to talk. That night when I stayed overโฆ I think you sleepwalk." She spoke carefully. She didn't need to set the clearly tired man off.
"Yeah, my crew's complained about that. It's one of the reasons I don't sleep. No sleep, no sleepwalkin'." He slumped on the couch. "But I don't remember what I do when I do, so I won't be any help if ya have questions about somethin' I did."ย
"Actually, that's what I wanted to ask about. Youโฆ asked for help in another person's voice." She sat next to him. "You sounded just like him. How did you do that?"ย
"I'm crap at impressions and worse at mind readin'. Who did I sound like?"
"Emmet. You sounded just like Emmet." Unikitty spoke gently, but firmly. "Why did you sound like Emmet in your sleep?" The man got up with what had to be all his energy.
"I am not telling you a thing! I told you, when I told you who I was, you tried so hard to change me. I don't want to change like that!" There was a light hint of panic in his voice, a panic that overrode his tough voice. It also caused blue sparkle matter to come off of him.ย
"Maybe you'll be willing to tell me? I have no intention of using the information in a way that you would not wish it to be used. Doctor's honor." Doctor Fox smiled comfortingly.
"Then you'll tell her! Then she'll put that horn on me!" Unikitty looked at Doctor Fox and mouthed the word "horn?". A lightbulb floated above Doctor Fox's head.
"Ah! Was it the Happy Horn you're referring to?" Rex nodded. "I donโt even know if that invention works. I donโt remember making it. However, I can make sure Unikitty can't get to it to use it against you if that will help matters. She wouldnโt know what that is. I barely do. However, I believe telling us the answers we seek will be more beneficial to you than you would believe."
"Destroy it right now and right here and I'll talk." The fox nodded and had a robot come to her location with the horn in its claws. She told the robot to destroy it and it pulled a little hammer out of its body and smashed it. Rex's body loosened up a little.ย
"OK. I'll come clean." He flopped back on the couch and yawned. "I'll give ya the short answer and, if you don't get that, I'll give the long one. I'm Emmet from a timeline where he crashed his ship trying to save Princess Fluffball and his other so-called friends. I was stranded in a desolate desert planet with only my thoughts and the knowledge that I was forgotten by everyone. I grew bitter and angry and eventually decided the two brats that really run things needed to pay for making everyone forget me. The rest, you know. Until the part where Doc brought me back with a time experiment she did and I had to live the same evening twice to keep the timeline from collapsing in on itself." He slowly scanned the two for a reaction. Unikitty clearly didn't get it from the question mark sparkle matter above her horn. Doctor Fox was taking notes. "Yeah. If ya don't get that, I'm not sure three hours and 38,000 words is gonna help ya."
"I apologize for any silence on my part. That's just a lot to take in." Doctor Fox finished her notes.ย
"Why did you change your name and appearance? Why did you become this?" Unikitty gestured to the man's currently disheveled form.
"I spent what felt like an eternity with the thought that who I was wasn't good enough. Weak, soft, unable to change to something tougher to match the world around me. So, I changed. I became strong, hard, and tough. Changed my name and look to match what I became. Funny thing: I don't think the one person who wanted me to change was happy when I finally did. Wanted me to be more like what I left behind." He leaned back into the couch cushions.ย
"Rex, you tried to get everyone sent in the Bin of Storaj. I don't think she wanted you to go that far." Unikitty pointed out.ย
"I guess." He weakly shrugged. "Look. I had a change of heart a long time ago, but that doesn't mean I wanna change who I am. I'm not sure who that is anymore, but I just wanna be me. That's why I'm here. I wanna find out who I am and stick with whoever I find at the end. Forget anything Lucy told you. That's the help I need. I can't do that on Syspocalypstar, surrounded by who I was and what I became."
"That makes sense. You want to see what you do in a new environment, free from the expectations of acting a specific way. I, for whatever part I can play, would be elated to help you in that regard." The fox's tail swayed a little.ย
"I'll try to help this time. Really help." Unikitty smiled over to her exhausted friend. "We can get out of your hair and let you take a cat nap, if you want."
"That'd be a good start, but it's already noon. I'll just have Dutch bring me something to help me out. Hang on." He walked to the study. He then left the house and soon returned with a crate with his emblem on the lid. He put it in the kitchen, opened it, and downed the contents of a dark blue can. "Okay. I'm gonna tend to my garden. Do whatever you do, Princess." He moved briskly as he left the cabin.ย
This gave Doctor Fox an opening to look at the box, then the empty can. "Interesting. He appears to use caffeine and taurine to counter the outward effects of a lack of sleep."
"I'm sorry, what?"
"He consumes energy drinks to give him energy during the day and help him look more put together. It's not healthy, but we did say we'd let him do what he has to in order to fix his own issues."
"I just said I'd help." Unikitty stepped closer to the box. "It's probably not helping him to not sleep."
"Well, no. But that broken sleep cycle could be due to his past trauma. He may not be ready to face that, yet. I would recommend against doing anything rash, Unikitty." As she said this, the cat had opened a can and sniffed it. She wrinkled her nose, sticking out her tongue as she held the can over the sink. When the fox spoke, she stopped just before she could pour it down the drain.
"Maybe I should tell Dutch to stop sending him the stuff." She took a tentative sip of the drink in the can and several exclamation marks popped out from her horn. "Wow! What did you say was in this stuffโฝ" Unikitty shouted, practically vibrating.
"I assumed caffeine and taurine, but I may need to look into the chemical makeup further if you are already in a heightened energy state after a small dose." She took the open can from Unikitty and pocketed it.
"Isthatreallythatbadthough?" Unikitty barely took a breath when she spoke.ย
"Not for you, maybe. I don't believe you liked what you tasted. However, Rex drank the whole can and may need to ingest more when the chemicals break down and the energy given winds down. This could already have long term effects on his body.ย But, it's too early to tell. There are too many unknowns in the equation." Doctor Fox began to scribble some things down in a notebook. "Start setting up for the party. I'm going to analyze the contents of this can." She left a hyper Unikitty to decorate the cabin for the party.
The fox returned to a room that looked like a children's birthday party exploded in the main room of the cabin and a far calmer Unikitty lying in the middle of it.ย
"Hey, Doc. Did you do the thing?"ย She asked, getting up to find a broom.
"I did. It's a very potent energy drink. I don't know how he could drink the stuff."
"Coffee doesn't do anything for me anymore." The two turned to the door and saw Rex standing there. He lifted an eyebrow at the state of the room. "Who assassinated the king of the pinatas? Princess?"
"Yeahโฆ I tried some of that stuff you drank before. It was something else." Unikitty looked down at her paws. Rex put a hand on his face.
"Can we agree never to use my stuff without askin' again?"ย The cat nodded. "Cool. Let's bring things down to, I dunno, Bruce Wayne's ninth birthday? Well, maybe not that depressing. But not this. Man Upstairs, not this." He retreated back to the garden.ย
"He wasn't mad at me. That's good, right?" Unikitty started to take down some of the decor.ย
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Testing Materials Week 2-3
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This is a compilation of tests I did on the multiplane.
At first I started with charcoal, then some string animation, and clay and oil. As well as a pyrography test on a slab of wood. I am writing to describe my thoughts and processes of each and to hopefully decide on one medium.
I first started with the pyrography tool which essentially was a soldering rod. It was great fun, very hot, and Smokey so I will definitely include a mask and a heatproof glove if I choose this going forward. Its burn effect is exactly what I'm looking for, so I am eager to make this work for me. I will however need to source my own wood potentially going out and finding it rather than ordering this. I did a quick test of drawing charcoal next to the pyro test to see how they look next to each other. I feel as though I could combine them together, possibly closer to the design stage/production.
On the multiplane I did three different charcoal tests, on different coloured paper. I had quickly drawn a rough plan for the first sapling animation. Since it was at the beginning of using the multiplane we had the lighting set up however the bulb went off one which is why it wasn't set so well. And wasn't until later this was replaced. I wasn't to worried about this since its only to see if I like the materials and If it's doable. We used dragon frame software to capture this, and made sure with a focus check it was picking up the details with the camera. Once this was sorted we added the keys for either two or single frame buttons. I was told that the lens would also have to be changed for the multiplane to a 50mm however I was just glad to even start. Once all setup and wires were in order My next issue was that I would have to animate upside down. I did this for the first two. As you can see they are off centre although I did try to mark out the corners this was still hard for me. Versus the last version which you can see I flipped this after in after effects. Certainly drawing the face is clearer, but it is to high up and not centred. I have to also be sure not to leave things on frame, I momentarily left a rubber on the first one within a shoot. Luckily I have managed to edit this out. I am really drawn to the express nature of charcoals in general and would hope to find a way I can Incorporate this.
When it comes to clay I did not have a lot to use. So I had to try to make the slab tile I rolled out thick enough for when I drew into this as you can see it wasn't to visible versus when I applied clay above. If I had ore clay I might have been able to do a larger slab and more able to do bigger, artwork for it's animations. At this time we managed to get a second light working so I had to rework the exposure and camera settings again. I think if I had spent a little more time working with this I might have got a better looking result. However, I personally got the feeling I would not be using clay since it did not give the same expressive freedom I had in charcoal. It was still a worthy try as I personally do love working in clay. It would just not meant to be.
When It comes to the oil which I barely touched and was only 0.5 of a second, it was an instant no. And I could not think of a way to get it to animate clearly. So what I did to save clean up was tape this clear film above the class. Now reflecting, since I used two planes instead of one the lower one was the back ground anyway. Instead of Making the top layer with too much white, I should have only done the black branch. My thinking was I need the white to add and take away. Upon this reflection I am learning from my mistakes and taking the time to reflect has certainly helped in this case.
Last but not least I just did some quick string-over-fabric animation. Initially, I was going to embryoid this. However, I could not see a way to do this unless I had something to stretch the fabric like a hoop or a frame I could secure and staple fabric to this. Unfortunately, I thought of this a little late as I do not have the funds for this. So instead I played with the string. and tried to see how much control I would have over this and how could I make it look like something. Well, I tried at first to see how tight I could hold the shape. Unfortunately, It could not do this very well. It could, however, look and move very fluidly like so the first one is meant to resemble water a bit, whereas the second one is meant to resemble a fish whose tail is reacting to the forces around this. Overall this is not bad and I may come back with a hoop or something to update and add later as a side project if I have time before Thursday so I can really get a feel.
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WHAT ABOUT YOU, HUH?? WANNA GUSH ABOUT YOUR F/Oโs?? GONNA RAMBLE ABOUT SOME OCS,, PUNK???! (affectionate) (ik you have classes and such but if you want a distraction or a break then go off, babey!)
AAAHHH MAYBE I WILL
As tempting as it is to gush about Jigen, my darling gunman, thereโs not much I can think about to gush about that wouldnโt just be [Vague gestures] LOOK AT HIM.
So! I will ramble about Nolan, Itโll still be no-sense, but the point still stands.
Nolan, is just one of my favorite self-inserts Iโve created as of late. Sheโs a mess and a little unhinged but also fun to write and work with. As you all know, when I self insert Iโm the kind to write myself into the story and make it work and fit. And with Nolan it contains a lot of fun dynamics and episode ideas.
So hereโs just some highlights of that, a lot within part 4 and art things. She really shines in part 4.
In Part 4, in her episode, itโs all about how crazy determined she can get over art, as a chunk of a famous Fresco work gets replaced. Not the entire thing, just a chunk, which only adds to her anger. She spends the whole episode focused on finding out where it went to discover that someone is trying to sell it, and she weasels her way into the deal as the appraiser, and steals it back, but not without some chaos. Then the episode ends with her patching and fixing the work, as she complains about the value probably dropping because of this mess.
She has a grudge with the Mona Lisa, mainly because sheโs had to see it so many times and paint it. Thereโs a joke me and a friend have, about how in โFirst Contactโ sheโs working with the collector guy, just to see the sword to just prove/see if sheโs able to make a replica, cause she wants to practice her skills. The joke comes in by realizing that the collector guy has multiple Mona Lisa paintings in the room, in the background, and Nolan was there just being commissioned to paint so many of them as she waits for a chance to look at the sword. Then Lupin comes in and ruins that plan, along with one of the Mona Lisa and she gets blamed for that. So she spends part of the movie just hunting Lupin down, until she finds him, surprisingly fast I might add, and heโs quick to make a deal with her, which involves making many fake swords.
This follows lightly into Part 4 again where she is mad that the Historian in episode 14 has the audacity to call her [and Lupin] wrong and say that it's a fake. Sheโs mostly mad because If it was a fake it would be assumed she made it, and the guy barely glances at it, and if it was one of her fakes it would take a lot more than that to be able to tell. But also mad along with Lupin, because they both know their stuff when it comes to appraisal.
In Part 5 when theyโre confronting the dark web people, she confronts herโs by holding them at gunpoint with a shotgun.
Thereโs probably many times Lupin has made a bet with her, where she ends up betting against herself because their current heist actually ties back to the bet in some way.
Itโs just fun to describe her. Sheโs a skilled art forger and appraiser, who also has a kill count. Those things aren't inherently connected but damn does it bring up questions.
#amanda rambles#Amanda Nolan#She's just so fun to think about#y'all dont even know about the self indulgent wedding movie or her koike movie#but i'm saving that for when i have something drawn from them hopefully at some point lol
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