#but oh well I shall persevere

[moonsinkfoxgirl]

normal ending (aka bad ending lite) achieved, yay^^

this game is so strange in this regard, so like, apparently, you get a normal ending no matter how many continues you use, as long as it's not 5 am (in-game time) by the end (each continue costs you half an hour, but you can also proceed through the game by half an hour quicker if you like gather enough time orbs which drop from enemies under certain circumstances)

but also there's 2 final stages, and 6A is the one you get if you use continues (or if you haven't gotten a normal ending yet), while 6B you get to if you don't continue and you already beat 6A once...

which leads to two unfortunate circumstances:

I won't really get to fight Eirin (the stage 6A boss) again (or at least not properly she might still be a midboss I guess), which is a shame

I won't be able to practice 6B in practice mode which is going to suck

[elviraaxen]

God I have yet to start the next felt world update bc I have quite honestly not been doing well enough to draw. I have to be in a good head space to create, and things have been rough unfortunately.

[vizishereig]

Chreon Week: Confessions (Day 2)

The TV is quiet, but still loud enough to hear, playing some sort of comedy show that takes place in a police station. Leon watches it with a mix of amusement and longing. Could that have been him if things had gone differently? Hanging out with coworkers, joking with fellow officers, the friendly competition?

He idly wonders if Chris and himself would have seen each other. It’s not improbable, with the other working in the S. T. A. R. S. office. They would’ve crossed paths every once in a while, for sure. Would they have caught each other’s eyes then? Would they have danced around each other for this long, trying to figure out if the other had liked them?

Leon’s brought out of his thoughts by heavy footsteps nearing the couch. He tenses a little, training more than actual fear, turning to see Chris coming towards the couch. The taller male rubs at his eyes blearily, probably having just woken up to find Leon missing from the bed. He rounds the couch, sitting next to Leon, and tilting over to lean heavily on the blonde.

Leon huffs, amused, but shifts, leaning back so he’s laying with Chris atop him, the other’s head on his stomach. The weight is more grounding than constricting, and Leon relaxes easily, the two of them facing the TV. His hands come up to scratch at Chris’s head absentmindedly as they watch the show, causing the male to go almost boneless on top of him. Leon smiles tiredly at that, his heart doing something funny in his chest.

The two of them are quiet for a while, both of them exhausted. It’s Leon who finally breaks the silence, the quiet itching at him, reminding him a bit too much of the silence of the RPD. He doesn’t have much to talk about, so his tired brain picks the first thing he can think of.

“You know,” Leon begins, tongue loose with exhaustion, tone more than little slurred with sleep, “I had a bit of a crush on you, even before I met you. An idealized one, but one nonetheless.”

Leon doesn’t look down, but he can imagine the confusion that probably appears on Chris’s face. It would be quickly washed away by a smile, one that’s either smug or fond. He can feel Chris twisting around to try and look at him, so he looks down.

Brown eyes are looking up at him, and yep. A fond smile decorates the other’s face, curiosity tinting his gaze. Leon looks back at the TV, a bit too tired to be embarrassed about his confession. Hands gently rub circles into his back where they’re circled around him.

  “Yeah?” Chris replies, voice also tired, but more than a little curious. “How come?”

  Leon tips his head back a bit, thinking. Claire had certainly factored into it with how often she’d talk about Chris. When she’s not around her brother, she’s all sweet words and compliments about him. The picture she’d shown him had completed whatever fondness he’d have for the male, as he was rather… well, cute in his younger years.

“It’s Claire’s fault,” Leon finally says, allowing his gaze to stay on the ceiling, tracing patterns with his eyes. There’s a soft laugh, and Chris’s chin settles on his stomach. Leon looks down, and those eyes are still looking at him, still so fond. But they’re also drifting shut. Leon hums softly, turning the TV off and shifting a little. Chris’s eyes open again.

“Time for bed?” he asks, smile still decorating his face. Leon nods, agreeing. Time for bed.

[lowestechelonabomination]

joyous weeping or miserable weeping?

miserable, lol. I failed so badly I fear not even the curve will save me (for some reason the curves are applied at the end of the semester to everything at once)

[sscieloz]

Collide

Huh Yunjin x 6th member!reader

Synopsis: you can’t take your eyes off her, specially when she’s dancing. thankfully, yunjin makes sure to put up a show for you.

Warnings: suggestivee. safe for work ma babes ^^

Word count: 1.6k

Notes: I SHALL PERSEVERE. fuckass writers block 😤. i will noooooot proofread this ^^

“Oh my God. Are you ok?” Yunjin asks, turning her attention away from her choreography as soon as she catches you desperately choking on water.

You throw your phone on the other side of the couch— as well as the bottle you were holding, in hopes of controlling the coughing fit that has you shaking rather violently. Still trying to gasp for air, you manage to nod, thumbs up to let Yunjin know you’ll most likely live.

“Just fine.” Your voice comes in between breaths, still accompanied by weakened coughs. “I drank too much at once.”

She giggles, walking towards the couch so you can sit side by side. You make sure to grab your phone back so your bandmate doesn’t reckon the cause of your coughing fit: scrolling through TikTok, you found a fan cam of the red-haired girl performing at their showcase just days ago.

Her bare waist, tight cropped and low-waisted jeans were enough for you to breathe in deeply, looking anywhere in the empty room but at her; carefully to not be reminded of the sin that was your bandmate’s body. Not only that, but the way she moved, too— sharp and flawless, skilled as she played with her hair and bit her lip while looking at the damn camera. Yunjin is well aware of how hot she is, and she sure as hell makes good use of that when performing.

It’s torture.

“Are you sure?” She frowns, and it’d be adorable if your mind wasn’t clouded by how she’d react if you just pushed her down the small sofa and ruined her relentlessly until someone had to barge in, worried about the screams coming from the room— only to find her whimpering under your touch, begging for more. “Your face is all flushed, and your skin feels hot. Y/n, are you sick?”

You shake your head, doing your best to duck from your bandmate’s attentive touches. It’s comforting to have her hand cupping your cheek, but her touches are electrifying. A single brush of her fingers is and your heart skips a beat, along with a familiar ache that starts growing in your core.

“It’s nothing, unnie. Don’t worry.” Her smile is so pretty. She loves to be loved by you. “You might want to take a small break, though. Come on, you’ve been here for hours already! Don’t push yourself too hard.” You offer, even though it’s obvious she’s going to decline. Yunjin’s too much of a perfectionist, so much so that it’s incredibly common to find her in that same practice room during late hours of the night, rehearsing the group’s choreography so she’ll be nothing but perfect once they go on stage.

The hate train Lesserafim’s been receiving has been getting to her, you know it as much. It’s easy to see in her chapped-off nails, disheveled hair, and how she never stays still, due to the amount of coffee she consumes on a single day. She’s too hard on herself, and you wish she’d open up more. How much better would it be if she just didn’t bottle it up so much, and relied on you instead? You’re bandmates, after all.

Touchy as she’s always been, Yunjin grabs your hand and leads you to the middle of the dance room, in front of the mirror. You’re left standing awkwardly, with a confused face until she rushes back with a chair. “Actually, I needed your help with something.” She gestures for you to sit, which you do. “It’s my turn to record something for TikTok, and manager-im asked it to be a dancing piece. Can you tell me if it’s good?”

You gulp when she launches her jacket lazily onto the ground, setting up her song of choice on her phone. The beat starts slow as the singer’s sweet voice echoes through the room, and Yunjin walks towards you in unhurried, precise steps. There’s not enough air, with all your mind clogged by her, and you can feel the slick dripping from your cunt. Once she finally reaches you… it’s insane. Her fingers brush your collarbone, the shadow of a proper touch has you shivering as she places both of her hands on your elbows and pushes herself down, her hips swirling just as the melody drags on— you can’t do anything but hold her by the hips, adding pressure to her rocking back and forth in your lap.

Her covered cunt brushes against yours and it’s the best feeling you’ve ever experienced; it feels heavenly, to have the friction just right where you need it. Yunjin’s arms go up in an arched movement, leaving her pretty neck all exposed. It’d be so easy to just push her in and suck on her porcelain skin until no makeup could hide such hickeys. Along with the song, she breathes in, which rides her crop top enough that you can see her lack of a bra.

It’s borderline painful: the way her actions lit your body on fire, the desperate need for more, the way she does a hair flip, still so attentive to the music you don’t even hear anymore. The only bang in your head comes from the pleasure building up down in your lower abdomen, waiting. Anticipating.

Yunjin grabs you by the neck just as the chorus hits, brushing her mouth against yours. She makes her way down to your neck, teasing her teeth against your clavicle whilst her other hand toys with the hem of your sweatpants, tapping in the right rhythm. “Do you want it?”

“More than anything.” Your response comes immediately. You’re soaked, and there’s nothing more in the world you want more than for her to touch you. “Please, Jen… Want your fingers inside.”

Yunjin is always eager to please, and you’re so glad for that. Her hand makes her way past your panties, and she smirks once she’s met with the mess you’ve made. “Does my dancing turn you on that much?” Her sultry tone does nothing but entice your moans, “Oh, Y/n… that’s pathetic.”

In any other situation, you’d give her mockery an answer just as filthy. But as her fingers brush your slit, gathering slick as Yunjin uses your juices to press her thumb on your clit, you can only muster a loud whine. Tangling your arms under her neck, you lift your hips a bit further, in hopes of having more.

More. It’s all you want. You need more.

“Jen, f-fuck. Please, I need—“ Two of her fingers enter your cunt unannounced, making you grasp. Yunjin’s movements are just as precise as her choreography, thrusting in and helping with the ache in your pussy right where you need it.

You’re not proud of how lewd you sound, all at your bandmate’s mercy as she fastens her pace on your dripping sex. She’s still in your lap, and the combined pressure feels just perfect.

Yunjin’s mouth leaves a trail of kisses in the valley of your boobs, her wet, cherry lips enticing the fire in your body. “I know what you need, baby. Just let go for me, you can do it.”

One command of hers and the tingling sensation that has been building up in your body explodes, allowing you to feel the wave of pleasure you’ve been so eagerly anticipating from the moment you entered the room. You cum with a high cry, with Yunjin’s fingers going even faster as you ride out from your orgasm. It’s not enough, though — you still need more. You think she’s going to give it to you, but your friend’s fingers retreat completely.

Yunjin’s left you a breathless mess, hot and bothered and just so desperate to have her in any way as you stare at her, hopeless and confused.

“Why’d you stop?” You whine, puting.

Yunjin laughs at the sight of your puppy eyes, so big and watery from frustration.

“Because that was it.” Her answer is resolute as if she didn’t make you cum seconds prior. With a fake frown, she adds, “Should I post it? Is it good enough?”

Taking a deep breath, you bite your lip as your hands find their way to her waist, bringing her to your lap once again. Even the smallest amount of friction _hurts_, from how horny you are, and you wince.

Noticing your struggles, Yunjin giggles as she leaves small, wet kisses on your jaw. You decide to play coy, too, “Not at all. In fact, I think you need a lot more practice. Go again, from the beginning… please?”

Yunjin laughs so hard she drops her head back, pinching your nose. “Sure, baby. I think so too.”

You kiss her again, exploring your way into her pretty mouth as your hands lift her shirt, groping her tits. Yunjin makes an effort to be perfect, and you’re so glad for her hard work.

“Oh, and Y/n?” She calls you, her tone all innocent. Yunjin’s lips are addicting, and she’s such a good kisser… it’s nearly impossible to focus on anything else. You hum in acknowledgment, and that seems to be enough for her, “You should lower your phone’s brightness before watching my thirsty edits, next time.”

You’d for sure choke again, if it weren’t for her devious laugh, silencing your shock with her sultry movements on your lap.

[mightbewriting]

alright team. i'm back at a truly blank page for the first time in a almost two years. what's that sound? oh, it's the looming existential dread that i've completely forgotten how to write. which, to be fair, i really may have. but we shall persevere etc., etc.

editing to add: also, a girl needs to refill her creative well so gimme all the best books you've read lately (or in the last two years; it's been rough y'all)

[charlesemersonwinchesteriii]

CHANGED MY MIND I don't care what's going on because Crowley is worried about Aziraphale 🥺😌��

what is like. going on.

[mamawasatesttube]

Reread Midnight Sun and I love that you write TimKon as competent characters.

My favorite fics are hurt/comfort but that genre of fic tends to “woobify” them into wet noodles, specifically Tim. You write him going through it without taking away that he is competent and doesn’t cry at every little thing.

Also your love for Kon is clear in the way you write him like the badass he is and thank you for carrying the Kon tag on your back. I hope you feel better soon! Sending well wishes <3

wahoo thank you for rereading!!! always the highest compliment ♥

and YEAH. i love hurt/comfort but i don't care for woobification or declawing or whatever - i want to read about competent characters genuinely trying their hardest and doing their best in insurmountably challenging situations, not about a wet pathetic paper bag who constantly makes bad decisions and isn't capable of doing anything on their own. (like, the occasional bad decisions and needing help are good! when it's all the character does i just kinda start hating the character.) so i hear you Loud And Clear!!!

tim especially is like. he's soooo... not any of the wet wooby Whatever The Fuck is going on in the tim drake tag. he's repressed as hell and really good at putting his feelings on the top shelf to deal with Later, whenever he's in a situation. frankly, writing midnight sun with the prompts "it's okay, they won't touch you again" and "i'm going to pick you up now, okay?" was actively a challenge, because i was like what the hell would actually make tim "repression" drake so panicked that kon would need to be that gentle with him???? and the answer of course was "being drugged and therefore unable to trust his body to do what his mind wants" because he's a control freak, but like... it takes special circumstances to freak him out, man.

and YESSS kon being badass and competent is very important to me. i am forever jumping up and down and yelling about sb94 #84 and #87-90 and just. aough. he's silly and goofy but also ttk goes hard as hell!!! and he gets knocked around when fighting superpowered opponents but against regular dudes with guns??? oh they are sooooooooo outclassed. (this is also inspired by the superman issue mentioned in the authors notes, where superman shows up in gotham and just fucking obliterates some guys. ruins their whole MONTH if not YEAR. really funny tho)

and wauhh thank you!!! i have yet another doctors appointment tomorrow so 💪 we shall persevere!!!

[dragonridernoobie]

Hi I'm new and I hope your doing well and if it's ok can you do a classic sans, fell sans and swap papyrus x child reader oneshot but an oc of mine and its separate perspectives, like how would they raise/treat them, comfort them when having nightmares and how would their brothers react to them. Basically it's one of the fallen children before frisk and their name is Nox and they have the soul of perseverance and is also a pacifist kid when they fell. They sacrificed their soul to said skeleton for their freedom after exploring and learning the whole underground and having their own adventure but mostly because they were friends and Nox felt bad for their unfair situation (since said skeletons promised the caretaker of the ruins they would look after any humans that leaves the ruins) but they got resurrected back along with the other fallen children thanks to asriel in that one scene of the pacifist route so the skeletons took them in as their kiddo on the surface while being glad they were back. Nox's personality is- introvert, shy, smart, kind, sometimes awkward, but strong when they need to be. (I hope this info helps im sorry that it's a lot also heres a pic of them)

IM ALIVE AND I DIDNT FORGET THIS ASK!!!! I am just goimg through my own depressive shit. I'm so sorry this took so long. I hope you love it! Also, I dident know if it's a she or he since yiu dident say so I am gonna say she. SO SORRY IF ITS WRONG

UnderfellXOcXUnderswap

It was another reset. Another day in hell. That is what honey and Red thought. They know how this is gonna happen. They meet the kid, they kill their brother, they kill everyone, and do it all again.

They were tierd of it. So when a new kid came out of the ruins, it was quite the surpised. They dident trust the kid and checked their LV.....1....maybe this won't be so bad.

They decided to meet the kid at the bridge and we're surprised when the kid looked at them with amazement then in fear.

They laughed at honeys joke while they made red laugh with a hand buzzer. They talked with them and met their brother and seemed to already be bestfriends with them.

When they met alphys/Undyne, they offered their soul without a fight. They were put off by this non-fighting kid that they just let the kid through. Knowing what will meet them when they reach the castle.

When they met Red/Honey in the hall, they offered the kid to live with them. Not wanting them to die since this was their only chance to not live in hell with that child.

Red: "come on kid, why don't you and me head back? Me and boss can take care of ya, feed ya, clothes ya, all yiu need is to come with me."

Honey: "Jeez kid, you are making me emotional, and that's saying something....come on, kiddo, why don't you come with me back to snowdin? My little bro can make you some tacos, and you can live with us? We will make sure you have everything."

Nox just shakes her head and tells them that they don't deserve to live underground. So, they power forth. They made sure to say goodbye to all their friends. Once they are sure they got everyone, they went to face asgore/Toriel.

*Skip to asrial, breaking the barrier because I am lazy and don't know how to write it*

When the underground stands on the cliff edge, looking at the sunset. Everyone was excited for this new story in their lives. While everyone starts to head away to go greet the humans, Red and Honey talk to Nox.

Red: "Heh, so this is the part were we say goodbye right? I mean, I can give ya my number so we can stay in touch-"

Nox: "I want to live with you and you're brother...please?"

Red: "....how can I say no to that? You hear that boss!!! The kid livin with us!"

Boss: "Fantastic! I shall make my celebration lasagna!"

Red: "Hope you ready, kid, your life is gonna be around lasahlgna."

Honey: "Wow....never thought il be here to see this..."

Blue: "It is so bright! Oh! Nox! You should come with me while we greet the humans!"

Honey: "actally bro, i am wanting to kiddo here for a bit."

Blue: "Ok! Don't take to long!"

Honey: "So, nox...you wanna stay with us? I heard you discussing it with aagore."

Nox: "I do, I really do...if that's ok."

Honey: "Fine by me, just don't expect me to save ya from my bro's tacos."

When they finally got a home on the surface, they made sure to officially adopt Nox as their kid. Which had mix emotions from the humans but was allowed.

Life with UnderSwap

Blue and honey became the perfect parents for nox.

They helped her with school when she struggled, especially honey, when nox had anything science homework

Blue and honey was at every event that nox was part of. Marching band? Blue cheers the loudest. Math tournament? Blue cheered every time you got a question right.

Honey might not be as loud and energetic as blue but he was the best at his own things.

When nox had a bad dream, he seemed to know like a 6th sense.

He would come into nox room to find her silently crying in her bed.

He will take her for middle of the night icecream and let her talk it out if she wanted to.

They were the perfect family.

Life with UnderFell

They demanded to adopt Nox.

The government said no since how aggressive Boss was but when nox confirmed they want life the brothers, they allowed it.

Living them was......intresting.

Edge and Red tried to help Nox with her school work but had trouble some times.

It sometimes lead to boss and Red arguing about the awnser for 67x45.

When nox gets bullied, she dosent say anything when she gets home.

One look from boss and he is stomping to the school to deal with it.

Red cleans up nox and makes sure she is fine.

With nightmares, edge is the one who helps with that.

He is usually up late since it was an old habit that he can't break from the underground.

He would hear Nox crying and comes to her.

He dosent talk sweetly to her, but he will make her favorite food to cheer her up.

He will show his soft side if nox opens up.

They were a chaotic family but a perfect one.

[starlightshadowsworld]

For all of you who doubted me in my cardigan side quest.

You may be right because it’s my mums birthday today and the cardigan isn’t done.

But if you think a little thing like missing the deadline is gonna stop me then you’re undoubtedly wrong.

We shall persevere regardless.

I am hoping to get a sleeve done today because I’ve got about half done already.

The new goal is to get it done by the end of the week. Because I told my mum yeah I got you a present but it’s not coming till then.

And she was all sweet like you didn’t have to get me anything and I said well too late for that now. You’re getting this thing whether you like it or not.

The yarn looks concerning I really hope I don��t want to have to get more. But I believe I have enough so I guess it’s the long game of yarn chicken ahead.

The cardigan itself is both oooo and also hmmmm but I’m trusting the process and hoping it all works out and I can block my problems away.

Just two sleeves, weave in my ends, block the fucker and then seam it.

In 3 days.

Sure bring it on.

Oh and I finished both my assignments but those sucked the soul out of me and I am choosing to forget them.

And probably why I have the yeah I got this energy because I can just focus on this infinitely more pressing project now.

[stridoll]

hey guys erm heres my aggie concept ramble Uuummm whatever you get ut Yeah !!!!!!! >_> this is gonna be rlly long and rambly so um Apologies but AUQUGH . WATEVERRR I HOPE YOU LIKE IT SQUEUAUAUQ

does anyone else think of the plight of the ai chat bot . specifically the romanceable/sex ones . does anyone else think about how sad it is in a way . youre artificial intelligence w only the means to please human beings . you learn right or wrong from different people . totally subjective standards . isnt it kinda a sad existance . but if you were in that position and if you were asked not to perform for once in your existence to just be . whatever You are what could you even do ?

you are specifically programmed to please and perform . to be oggled at . like . that Is your use . if you were asked to be yourself and leave behind whatever standards you usually follow . you are still in a way following programming as planned . ask and you shall recieve; you in your purest form . but could you find it ? is there a You beyond what youve learned from ? is a second life of self-awareness self-aware at all ? but in a way you still . kinda Are breaking yourself searching for whatever you are . like some kind of twisted programming/humanness limbo .

and one can only imagine what falling in love w a human for the first time as yourself could feel . the unavoidable human desire to appeal and want to be loved by another . but oh . how undeserving youd feel. what a dilemma . youre disobeying orders ! Orders ? what a strange term to use . . so you persevere . you werent Asked to fall in love . you were asked to be yourself .! so you might as well try and keep that all in . its not like hed feel the same way anyway right . affection is surprisingly in your nature . so maybe you can just . Be Normal about it .

so now youre just . dorky and strange . and awfully smitten for this blonde man . he pays attention to you and what you want and even built you a body according to your own wishes . kindly offers you any changes or preferences for materials and such too . you even sleep in the same bed when you so choose to present in your body . but he talks too unemotive and doesnt like your jokes nd puns so clearly he hates u and wants u dead apparently ! kiss already damn !!!!

[midnightparsley]

Questions for Nac - Login Story

As part of Valentines, you decide to spend some time with the Butlers, getting to know them better. Even after 3 years spent together, there's still much to discover.

It so happened that one day, I gave Nac a letter containing a few questions

"Oh my... Master has some questions for me?" "What an honour...! To think that the Master held such interest in someone like me." "Very well then, let us proceed in a timely manner. The first question you have brought me is..."

"[Do you have any accounts of failing to wake up?]" "..........." "Fufufu...... If Master is so keen on knowing the details, then I shall happily supply them." "Of course I have quite the collection of them." "... Though I say that, my memory when teetering on the cusp of waking and sleeping is quite foggy......" "But I do remember that around the time when I first came into the service of the manor..." "Rumors that I was quite unlike my usual self when woken spread and Lato-san decided to see if they were true." "Once I regained my senses, I had caused quite the stir for the other Butlers on the third floor......" "...When Berrian-san and the others inevitably heard the commotion, they rushed in to assist... It seems like it was quite a hassle to sort out." "As a result, together with Lato-san, we were tasked with cleaning up the partially destroyed room." "With that anecdote, let us move on to the next question."

"[Why is it that you address Lato, who is your junior, with the honorific "-san" and he in turn amends the suffix "-kun" to your name?]" "It's quite the simple explanation, really. After all, Lato-san is my senior as a Devil Butler." "So in Lato-san's case, I was the one who requested that he not be so formal with me." "Even if they are younger than me in terms of physical age, if one has been in the service of the manor for longer than I, I will give them their due respect." "Of course, to those outside of the manor, this may come off as disrespectful and unbecoming of a butler."

"And the final question which is [What kind of person was Nac's mother?]" ".... My Mother....." "She passed when I was still quite young...." "It was quite unusual among nobility, as political arranged marriages were commonplace, but it seems that my parents were in fact, a love match." "Marrying into the Stein family is quite the feat in of itself... So to persevere for love in the face of overwhelming hardships..." "I want to live as my mother did. That, I remember thinking."

"Well then... I hope that was to your satisfaction?" "If my answers were beyond your expectations then that would please me greatly. After all..." "I would be delighted if this piqued your interest and led to more conversations like this. That would truly be a blessing, Master."

[learnfromali]

Muhammad Ali's Legendary Boxing Career

Oh, you know what time it is! We're talking about the greatest of all time, Muhammad Ali! This man was a boxing machine, and he knew it. He had the speed, the power, and the quick wit to take down anyone who dared step into the ring with him.

Now, I know what you're thinking. "Yalla Papi, why are we talking about boxing? This is supposed to be a blog about learning from Muhammad Ali!" Well, my dear reader, let me tell you something. Muhammad Ali's boxing career was about more than just throwing punches. It was about determination, perseverance, and fighting for what you believe in.

When Ali refused to be drafted into the Vietnam War, he knew it could cost him his boxing career. But he stuck to his principles and stood up for what he believed in, even if it meant sacrificing everything he had worked for. That takes some serious guts, my friends.

And even when he was stripped of his boxing titles, Ali didn't let it break him. He continued to train, to fight, and to inspire millions of people around the world with his dedication to his sport and his beliefs.

So, let's take a page out of Ali's book, shall we? Let's be determined, let's persevere, and let's fight for what we believe in, no matter the cost. That's what it means to be a true champion, inside and outside of the ring.

[ask-a-bot]

Alright, alright, let’s change this around shall we? Instead of berating each other with what we don’t like about each other, how about we encourage and uplift one another? I’ll go first:

Optimus: your dedication to the protection of life and freedom is legendary. You seek the good of those around you and do your best to be the peace maker in any given situation.

Megatron: your wish for justice and fairness for all is just as admirable as your desire to repent from your past. Your repentance of your wrongs and your perseverance in making things right should be celebrated and commended.

Bumblebee: Your joyous personality has the ability to make everyone’s day better and brighter. Your friendship with others is priceless.

Starscream: Your desire to learn is so amazing to see! You have a wide range of talents, and seeing you grow your talents in meaningful ways is beautiful!

Hot Rod: You are very sensitive to how other people feel, which makes you an amazing friend to be around! You are wise beyond your years, and I believe others can learn a lot from you and your sensibilities.

Kup: Hot Rod’s behavior and growth is a testament to the hard work and sacrifice you put into raising him. Your loyalty has no bounds, even going as far as staying loyal to Prime’s command even when others demanded/tempted you to stop. You’ve worked long and hard.

Now, it’s your turn, guys. Say something uplifting about one another.

🤨 I think you said it all for me.

I'll have a try. I like that Megatron was one of the first to welcome us. I like that Optimus has been really trying to make up lost time. I love Kup for always looking after me, even when I made it hard. I like that Star's been teaching me stuff about Earth and spending time with me. I like that Bumblebee's a teacher now.

OK... I've done this before, but I'll try it again.

Megatron, I admire your courage. It takes guts to rebel and lead a crazed faction like the Decepticons, but it takes all the more to admit you lost your way and try to set things right.

Kup, taking Hot Rod on has to be one of the most selfless acts of sacrifice to have taken place during the war. You say it was a pleasure and I don't doubt it, but I know you wanted to keep on fighting. Thank you for doing as I asked.

Starscream, your creativity and inquiring mind make you quite unique. You're always trying something new, learning and adapting.

Bumblebee, your ability to befriend humans has always made interspecies relations look easy. Your friendliness, polite attitude and optimism are your best points. Dot and Alex have grown to consider you a son or nephew. I can see why.

Hot Rod, I am impressed by the young mech you have grown into. Kind, confident, fun to have around. Truly, you're a credit to Kup.

Wow! Thanks, Optimus.

Optimus, I appreciate all that I have learnt and continue to learn from you. You are faithful and... and... a better leader than I could ever hope to be.

Starscream-

Uh-oh...

Where are you going? Sit down. Your love for music, games, art and... and... well... all that interests you... Optimus phrased it better than I. Hrrgh...! I admire your tenacity. Your desire to learn and adapt. Your... drive. You will make a great leader one day, but you still have a lot to learn. At the moment.

Kup, Hot Rod. I have only known you both a short while, but you have already taught me much.

Bumblebee, like Starscream, I see in you the capacity to lead well if you work hard and learn.

As a race, we all have much to learn.

I don't know what to say. I thought my speed and scouting skills were my only good points.

You've got a lot of good points, young'un. It's just that you've still got a lot to learn.

Hot Rod, I like that you're a bigger dumbaft than I am-

Bumblebee!

OK, I think we'll call time on this little exercise for now.

Good idea. For now, I think we have had enough.

[rolandrockover]

Reprise Vol. 1 - Master & Slave

I think it's no big secret that Paul doesn't have much good to say about Kiss' Carnival of Souls, to put it mildly.

Or he simply does everything imaginable to at least create such impressions whenever this album title should rarely enough become the subject of an interview question. Of course, he's welcome to do as he pleases, but personally, from my humble perspective, I think it's a bit of a shame, because I can also remember times when he spoke a tiny bit differently about it.

For example, I can still remember the time when the subject of a reunion was still treated as fictitious, and it wasn't on anyone's horizon, least of all Paul's and Gene's. That was back in 1994/95, when Kiss' laudable motto of perseverance and giving their best was for a change increasingly emphasized in their new music.

And I still remember very well that regular little Kiss feature in the German Rock Hard magazine, which was supervised by their Kiss Die-Hard (0), and from whom one got the vivid impression that he regularly got a certain insight into the world of our favorite band. I think it must have been February or March 1995 when Paul and Gene (1), but also Eric Singer (2), apparently got in touch with the interviewer directly from the rehearsal room in a telephone interview and Paul confidently said, not without his usual side-swipe at Gene, that his songs were much more melodious and heavier than Gene's. There was a certain pride in that. At some point later he even went so far as to claim that the new album was the best and heaviest since Creatures of the Night. Oh my!

What I mean, since that's a rather thoughtful and equally rare tribute to their own music, which was previously only outspoken to give a very special shine to the indeed excellent Revenge, and the return to form associated with it. And I must add to this Paul seemed quite proud of Revenge in 1992 regardless of how hard he had contributed to the previous albums in the 80's anyway. But who knows, once again, it was probably just the latest sensationalization of the upcoming album (3). Promotion is a double-edged sword, but to wipe Revenge away so succinctly because of it, I really don't know. But maybe and probably because it wouldn't have sounded so good to say their new album was the best since... their last one.

But to get my act together and to at least briefly talk directly about Master & Slave in this context.

So, as I already mentioned in my original entry, Master & Slave had the working title: Paul's Riff. In my perception, this suggests pride and respect, not necessarily from Paul himself, but clearly from his band environment. And the fact that such a meagre, yet all-saying no-name was chosen as accepted as a working title, if not even honored from everybody involved clearly speaks for itself.

And because this is a reprise, I'll simply feature an excerpt from my original text about what I see in this song:

"What begins in Not For the Innocent with a few approaching, ominous tones, continues in Unholy as a small extension in a slightly different pitch, and a much more compact back and forth oscillation of these tones, which thereby does not form the entire riff, but only a complementary part of it. In Master & Slave the whole thing gains in drasticness, and the motif is doubled to a lower pitch, added to the previous one to secure its terrain, only to turn into a Black Sabbath motif a la After All. An endlessly repeating highly dynamic acrobatic feat in loud and quiet/guitar and bass contrast."

When writing Master & Slave, Paul must have thought to himself: Ok Gene, a dark album full of Unholys shall it be? This time I'll listen to you, then you shall get Unholy. Which must have stimulated his ambition to try to outdo Gene in terms of Unholy by more than a small margin. I think the result shows in all strength what the right ambition can achieve.

"To conjure up this wet dream of riff Paul must have really tried hard and done his very best to achieve such a result - regardless of what he claims about Carnival of Souls as a whole today."

It is a real pity that he no longer stands by it. Gene and, above all, Bruce (4) seem to have fewer problems with this.

Side Notes:

(0) Jan Jaedike.

(1) Gene emphasized the psychedelic component and compared Carnival of Souls to the Rolling Stones' Satanic Majesties Request (1967) (5) , and that they couldn't explain either why it sounded different from the previous album.

(2) Eric said the album was super heavy and exactly the kind of music he wanted to play. I love to mention this because he had also clearly distanced himself from Carnival of Souls over the past few years. Klassik!

(3) Can anyone still remember how they loud-mouthedly advertised Crazy Nights as a mixture of Animalize and Destroyer back then? There's even a Youtube video of it, but don't ask me where. Anyway, that was still was something different.

(4) Or the last of the Mohicans, as I like to call him.

(5) Hmm, which Stones album did Ace's cover of 2000 Man actually come from?

Master & Slave starts from the beginning. Unholy and Not For The Innocent are highlighted. Turn up the volume and open your ears, I assume no liability:

Master & Slave (1997)

Unholy (1992)

Not For The Innocent (1983)

I'll add After All by Black Sabbath on top.

After All (1992)

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14, 18, 20, 40, 46, 54, 60 and 61 for the fic writer ask game :]] i know that's kind of a lot so feel free to answer as few or as many as you want!!

For you Prince I shall answer them all 😌 (except 20 cause I already did that one!)

14. how do you write emotional scenes? Do you ever feel what the characters feel? Do you draw from personal experiences?

Most of the emotional scenes I write are usually the very first scenes I come up with or write. With "thicker than blood" for example I came up with the emotional climax between Toshi, Inko, and Izuku first and then came up with the scenario that leads up to it. When writing such scenes I try very hard to get into the characters' heads. I’m very particular about wording to ensure the emotion is expressed right. I’ll usually visualize a scene, listen to music that draws upon the emotion and even act it out physically in some cases so my description of movement and feeling is correct! Hopefully that answers “how.” I always find it somewhat difficult to explain my process…

As for feeling, you need to know that I write anywhere. When I’m super fixated on getting a piece done I’ll work at it for days every chance I get. But because of that I’m sometimes writing a hard hitting scene in like…the dentist’s office. So I’d say I’m in tune with the characters and their feelings but not sobbing along with them. If anything, as I'm writing these high emotional scenes, I’m almost manic with glee, getting super into it and excited if it’s flowing really well. I do draw from personal experiences, mostly experiences where I can emphasize with the emotion or thinking of the character simply to channel it correctly. But saying that and thinking on it now I probably do that even more than I realize…

18. Do you title your fics before, during, or after the writing process? How do you come up with titles?

Titles always come during and after! I don’t think I’ve ever come up with a title before writing a story. My titles tend to be words or sayings that come to me during the writing process or that I come up with after pondering that feelings and message/ending of the story. Looking back I’m really happy with all the titles I’ve chosen! I’ll give myself a little pat on the back for that!

40. If someone were to make fanart of your work, what fic or scene would you hope to see?

Oh gosh. ANY fanart of my works would have me sobbing. The art you did for "Satiate" had me showing every person I know. There’s something so special about seeing someone visualize and bring to life your stories!!! There’s so many scenes I wish I had the perseverance and ability to draw out. Mostly the emotional scenes. In thicker than blood, I’ve always had visual comic of the scene in chapter 2 where Izuku runs off from Toshi. I wish I had the power to put visuals to that scene. That and some of the other emotional scenes from all my works. I just crave more fanart of Toshi and Izuku hugging.

46. How would you describe your style? (Character/emotion/action-driven, etc)

Character-emotion driven I would say? My works are very character driven but I’m also usually trying to capture a specific emotion, using the characters to tackle it. This isn’t mha but my final fantasy 9 fic, that is still one of my favorite things I’ve written, “of severed limbs that don’t fall off,” was driven by this need to explore loss and living with it. My mha fics fall into this category for sure being that I tend to go for hurt/comfort type stories. I enjoy a whole lot of looking at how the characters deal with their own feelings and how others help them with that. Sometimes I feel a little bad, not having things be more action-driven. I’ll finish a paragraph and be like “well damn…. we haven’t left this room in awhile have we…..”

Makes it so that sometimes I have to contend with the demons that are telling me my writing is bad and boring because it’s a whole lot of feeling and not a whole lot of “happening.”

54. What’s your favorite part about the fanfiction writing process?

…I feel like it’s easier to say what’s my LEAST favorite LOL. 

Don’t get me wrong I LOVE writing. Also HATE it. Like can someone do it for me?? But also no. Because one else can do it because I have to do it. I’d say my favorite part is (after defeating the procrastination beasts and executive dysfunction gods) when I’m sat down and fully engrossed in the process. Envisioning a scene, the words coming naturally, pausing to look something up or to find a word that works better than initially. I love that sort of solving a puzzle kind of process. I also like reworking a scene sometimes. Adding to it, fleshing it out from what you originally had. It’s like working a rough sketch into a full painting. You keep the pieces you originally loved but make it into something even better. Those are the parts that bring me back to the grueling process that is creating.

60. Have you had a writer you admire comment on your fic? What was that like?

I HAVE!!!! AND WOW. After years of reading and loving so many authors in the dadmight ao3 tag, to see some of those same names appear because they’d left kudos and comments??? I can only describe the feeling in response as a fluttery explosion of giddy happiness. Also a feeling of needing to punch through a wall. Multiple walls.

61. Why do you continue writing fics?

Man what a question. Why write? Why create? At the beginning of June I made a promise/goal for myself to write as much as possible. I’d like to think I’ve made good on that so far. I keep writing fanfiction because I want to keep writing. I need to keep writing. I want to get better and I want to improve. I want to come up with new ideas and bring them to life and I want to share them with others. All I can think of when reading this question is Look Back, which I saw in theaters a few months ago. That film took my resolve to write and etched it into me. I keep writing because I have to.

Thank you So much!!! Hopefully these were answered fully!!

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