#i'm so excited to make share the rest: i'm doing even more charas than just the main party

[kadoodles-on-ao3]

Re: My FFXIV Xenoblade crossover

I'm still trying to get the hang of gpose (and I kind of went overboard in my brainstorming for all the things I want to make haha) so it'll still be a while before it's finished, but here's a sneak peek in the meantime ;)

[lovely-showtimes]

HIHI, could I request a reader who’s a vocaloid producer (like deco*27/Mitchie M) with Ichika, Kanade, Minori and/or Akito???

Hope its not too much TY <3

producer. ♡

characters - ichika, minori, akito, kanade.

type - hcs.

a/n - wow sorry i took so long to get to this !! i thought this req was such a neat concept when i first received it and i'm honestly shocked it's taken this long to get around to it honestly ... also, im fairly sure a couple of these charas have been in events related to learning how to tune vocaloids, so if anything in here contradicts those events please forgive me i have not read them </3 enjoy

Obviously, Ichika has always admired Vocaloid songs

She's wanted to try it for herself for as long as she can remember, but seeing how expensive the software is, she can't

Until she met you, of course

Learning you were a Vocaloid producer and that you shared her passion for music probably made her love you more than she already did

She will gladly listen attentively as you explain how it works to her, even if she's heard it before from certain videos

She wants to hear you explain it, after all

Seeing the process of making these kinds of songs that she's loved for years is so exciting for Ichika

When you temporarily leave the room to grab something, you come back to see her tentatively making Miku sing a few notes

"...Ah! I-I'm so sorry for touching your things without your permission!" "No no, it's alright. I'd like to see what you make." "If it's really alright, then..."

You two will eventually make a song together, and it will sound amazing, trust me <3

Minori enjoys quietly watching you work away at the laptop

It's a bit of a toss-up, sometimes she'll be utterly silent and sometimes she'll ask you a billion questions at once

Every single time after you finish making a song, Minori's already crafted choreography for it in her mind and eagerly performs it for you

So if you're the type of producer to use animation/dancing in your mvs, you have a wonderful choreographer to help you plan it out!

Minori always tries to get the rest of MMJ! to cover your songs with her after you release them

Even if they don't want to, she'll probably post solo covers anyway

You'll also catch her humming your songs when she's distracted by something

If you tell her about it, she proudly tells you it's just because your songs are so amazing, they always get stuck in her head!

Minori loves her talented partner so much, after all!

Akito didn't know much about Vocaloid songs before he met you, really

Yeah, he's listened to a few songs once or twice. Yeah, he covers them constantly. Yeah, he knows Hatsune Miku personally, but that doesn't mean anything

Suffice to say, he learns a lot from you

He's asked if he can watch you make music before, which you didn't really mind

You thought it was boring to him, though - all you really do is sit there quietly as you work, occasionally humming or singing the melody you're trying to create

Until one day, Akito suddenly comments on the creation process as if he's used the software multiple times before

It definitely shocked you, but you're happy to know he does pay attention

If the music you make is his style, he'll probably cover it himself or with VBS too

Although, when they find out he only wants to cover your songs because they're your songs, he gets relentlessly teased about it...

Kanade is already used to making songs digitally, plus she's used the Vocaloid software before

The two of you end up making songs together a lot

You've probably collaborated with 25ji multiple times, plus Kanade and you often like making songs on your own

Aside from that, you two can often give each other help or criticism when you work

"Hey, Kanade. What do you think of this song so far?" "It flows very well, and your tuning of Rin sounds very unique and refreshing. However, maybe you could tweak this part..."

Although, while Kanade knows how to use Vocaloid, she usually focuses on melodies more than the voice software

So she's learned a lot by being with you

And likewise, you've learned a lot about composing from her

You're each other's biggest fans, really

Your songs are very comforting to Kanade. She'll find herself humming them on instinct when she's stressing herself out from composing

If your songs are on the gentler side, she'll probably put them on when she's trying to sleep

(Usually she doesn't try to sleep though, she just ends up falling asleep on accident...)

[oatflatwhite]

HI LIZ plz may I trouble you to share any thoughts at all about mota 🎤

OF COURSE

ok so we're only a couple eps in but i am already <333 about so many of the characters. bucky and crosby especially my beloveds. i really love all the comparisons being drawn between bucky/nix buck/winters and crosby/webster but i also love how the mota boys are distinctly their own characters. i don't want to say they're cocky and full of themselves because like... some of the easy boys are too lmao. but it's a very different dynamic between the characters than i'm used to seeing in the other hbo war shows and i am living for it

on that note i was a bit wary about most of our main charas being officers but after 2 eps i don't mind a bit! honestly sometimes it's hard to tell rank with all their goddamn fleece lmao but i love how despite being a literal honest to god major bucky is still so chaotic. bless him. the singing scene took me out, and the bike race when they crashed and he and buck were like pulling at each other's clothes to try and get in the lead before the air raid siren went off..... cinema.

can't believe they called out the heavy petting <3 the raf boys are just like me fr <3

crosby is such a silly goose thank you for the silly goose representation. he really works as the narrator and i love him bc he is genuinely so relatable, my overthinking bestie. also him still being starry eyed over his wife signing her name mrs jean crosby oh my word.......... it's giving harry dragging his reserve chute halfway around europe for kitty's wedding dress <333

i also really love the variety of characters/roles in the war they're showing! there's obviously more scope to do that than in bob but also it's a different television landscape and i am so excited to see ncuti on my screen <3 i hope we get a lot more of lemmons too! i can't remember who made the post but someone compared him to doc roe and i was like OH that's why i liked him so much uh huh uh huh. so true. also NINETEEN YEARS OLD?

i had a hard time adjusting to austin butler in ep 1 but he really pulled through in ep 2 for me and i'm very keen to see where he takes the character! and i have LOVED callum turner since channel 4's glue (which i watched a fucking decade ago but still think about bc of how powerful it was and he was in it) and he is absolutely killing bucky. it's giving nix without impulse control. honestly all the cast are amazing, the only one i really struggle with still is isabel may as buck's gf......... i literally cannot see her as anyone but katie from alexa and katie, so in my mind she's literally still a 15 year old girl. but who knows, she could win me over in the future

the score and title sequence are so good too!!! the pacific still has my absolute fav opening titles and band is second but even though the score is obviously new it still feels a bit... nostalgic, i guess? similar vibes to the other shows and i am HERE for the way it makes me feel <3

there's like so much more but that's all i can put into words rn. cannot WAIT for the rest!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[vickyvioletdraws]

COMIC SINS - Ch. 21 Wisdom

Chapter 21. Wisdom White. Loneliness. Fear. In the vast abyss, the air seemed to have all but gone away. Attempting to breathe once more, a small child clenched their chest, floating in the void. In the sea of black and white, a figure stood, equal in stature to the innocent one. A silhouette of dancing pixels whose face could hardly be seen. A lost soul whose voice could barely be heard. The child called Frisk began to move their lips in hopes that a sound would come out, although they were not entirely sure that they wanted it to. "Well..." Their voice shook. "You would never do that..." The child's voice growing more hoarse as they proceeded. "You would never killpeople… right?" A cluster of static flickered uncontrollably, its rational thought shaking just as heavily. "Frisk," The lost soul admitted sadly. "...that's what I said, too." The black and white stripes of the soul's shirt quivered, and it raised up its arms, holding itself for stability. "You wouldn't understand." Frisk shook their head, a bit offended by the statement. "I think you would know more than anyone." The white form looked up at their counterpart. It knew as well as Frisk that they were capable of understanding, so long as proper context was provided. The soul nodded its head. "You're right," It replied. "Hurting anyone is not something I would ever do intentionally." The glowing figure curled up on itself and turned away slightly. "But Chara… they're surprisingly… persuasive." The innocent youth grew uncomfortable with the soul's reports. "I'm afraid," Frisk inferred. "What kind of things could a person say to convince someone to do… something they would never consider?" "I know exactly what you mean," The soul assured lowly. "It's because of our shared power. The ability to reset time..." It continued, relaxing its tense shoulders. "Chara told me that when we reset, all the way, that is… that anyone who had fallen down would be brought back to normal." The lost soul saw Frisk's expression towards this notion, one of skepticism. "And it was true!" It assured. "Because I did hurt someone, and… I was so terrified by my actions, I just had to do whatever I could to fix it." The white image shook their fists at themselves, both excited and scared. "Chara didn't lie. I reset out of fear and guilt, and it was as they said! Monster's who had turned to dust… by my hand… the creatures were okay! And none of them remembered me." "So..." Frisk started up accusatively. "Because you could reset, you thought it was okay to hurt people...?" They said rather bluntly, before realizing how rude they might have sounded. "I know how it sounds," White pixels dancing over the souls tears. "I haven't made very many good decisions in my life. But I'm not gonna pretend this is one of them." It brought its hands up to its face, as if the glitched static was not enough to conceal their uncontrollable emotions. Its voice finally cracked. "I'm such a horrible person." Frisk's heart sank deep within their chest, and a large lump swelled up painfully in their throat, preventing them, too, from speaking properly. "No you're not..." Frisk croaked, losing themselves as well. "It's okay..." They attempted to ease the soul. Frisk drifted closer to comfort their twin. "Th-thank you..." The lost soul sniffed. "I'm so sorry… I didn't mean to fall apart like that..." The entity wiped away at their face, which probably would have been bright red, had it not been for the lack of hue in the environment. "You're reminding me of what a true friend is." The soul started up. "True friends are there to comfort me… and make me feel loved. I can't believe I have forgotten..." Holding the soul close, Frisk perked up. "How could you ever forget a friend?" The soul wiped thoroughly away at its nose. "I thought Chara was my friend." Its voice cracking under the pressure. "Chara would go on and on about how they were my closest friend… That they chose me to borrow their reset abilities. And in turn, that they should borrow control over my body. I didn't trust them at first, of course, but when you have a voice in your head that is very persistent…? It can get pretty grating after awhile." The soul sighed deeply from the words overflowing from its breath. "Chara told me I could live a life with no consequences, and after some time… I believed them. They made me believe their lies over and over. Chara is manipulative and cruel, and I'm a fool for having let them into my life this way..." Broken squares danced disjointedly, the white figure curling in on itself. "But… all I was really trying to do in the end… was gain their trust. I wanted Chara to see that I was their friend. All I really wanted to do was save them…" It explained in a higher tone, its personal assurance wavering. "But they played me, and that's what really makes me a fool." Frisk listened for a long time, completely uncertain of how to respond. "I'm… so sorry that happened to you." Their voice shaking, doubtful that such a response was even helpful. "To think that... there could be one person incapable of saving… especially someone as determined as you… or me." The lost soul sniffed under its breath. "Thank you, Frisk..." It started up shakily. "I envy you." The child stumbled over their thoughts, a bit caught off guard by their reflection's statement. "E-envy? Why on earth would you envy me?" Frisk asked tentatively, pulling on their short hair. "If anything, I'm jealous of you! You're from a 'normal' timeline, and I'm stuck where I don't belong." The soul shook its pixelated face. "There's no such thing as a 'normal' timeline, Frisk." It insisted confidently. "There are only timelines that are more similar than others." It paused, debating upon itself. "Listen." The lost soul started up. "Perhaps I am not too keen on the idea of not leaving our… situation behind, and running off to Mt. Ebott," The soul's voice slowed as it calculated its choice in words. "But you have something that you've lost in other timelines… something that cannot be regained with resets… something precious." "I don't understand." Frisk blurted out. "You've gained so many friendships and experiences… and I feel like I've been left behind on everything. I feel clueless and lost." "Don't be." Their sibling insisted softly. "Those feelings you have are not weakness. In fact, they are a valuable strength." Frisk shrugged, their mind exhausted. "I don't see how." The lost soul drifted closer, hoping to express its comforting message. "You are innocent, Frisk." The child perked up at the soul, their skin feeling something for the first time; a small shock. "Me?" Frisk asked, faltering. Disconnected static nodded gently. "You are an innocent one, Frisk. Don't be so eager to lose that." Frisk shook their head wildly, unconvinced the soul was telling the whole truth. "Is that your way of hiding things from me? To keep me in the dark?" The small child insisted. "You sound like a grownup." "You're mistaken, my friend." The white soul let out. It raised up its hands, and looked down upon its tainted palms sadly. "Though it is true. I have gained relationships and experiences… much more than I would have imagined…" It clenched its fists tightly. "But all of that was my destiny, not yours." The soul rested its tight fists by its side. "Experience is the greatest teacher, but in the real world, learning isn't always a good thing." The soul lowered its head in lament. "It was far too soon for me. I'm too young to have had the experiences I did… and yet here I am." White static raised up just slightly to look at the youth before it. "You see, wisdom is a valuable thing, but innocence holds just as much value. One cannot be wise and innocent at the same time. One value cannot coexist with the other." The soul stood up straight and certain. "And… once innocence is gone and wisdom is in its place… it can never be regained again." It breathed heavily, coming to its conclusion. "So please… place value on your innocence while you still have it." Frisk analyzed the words for a long time. Their thoughts weaved around inside their head aimlessly, and they swam inside their mind searching for something to say. "I suppose..." Frisk opened their mouth slowly. "Perhaps you are right. I should listen to you." The child continued, still cautious in their words. "I wouldn't lead me astray… would I?" The lost soul let out a faint chuckle. "No." It assured. "You would have other souls to worry about doing that." "Chara!" The child called out in recollection. "You have to save them!" White static drooped in sadness. "Chara cannot be saved." The soul spoke up. "Not by me, anyway. They do not want to be saved." "What?" Frisk accused. "But you've saved everyone else! Why would this kid be any different?" "I understand your frustration, Frisk." The white form defined. "But Chara is their own anomaly. And my determination is… unstable. I've lost hope to save them." The soul slouched in defeat. "I've given up." "No, you can't give up yet!" Frisk insisted, a bit frenzied. "I know, you're right. But the truth is that I have… in this timeline." The soul wiped the tears from its eyes, and looked up towards its sibling, smiling brightly, although its face still could not be seen. "But I'd like to think… perhaps in another timeline… Chara does accept my friendship… that Chara can be saved." The pair stood in silence. Though a happy thought, the bittersweet feelings hung in the air. "So..." Frisk began, unsettled with their train of thought. "What are we supposed to do about Chara?" The innocent one asked, nervously. "What is it that you want?" The lost soul insisted. "Do you want to kill them?" Frisk stumbled over themselves, surprised at the notion. "What? No! I mean… That's what Sans was trying to do, so..." "I suppose it's probably for the best if you don't. I know a way you can. That is, if that's what you want." The soul glanced down at their side. "I mean, doing so would kill me, too… But I wouldn't mind that so much… I'm pretty much just as guilty..." "No, no, no!" Frisk spat at their twin. "Stop feeling so down on yourself!" The two gazed upon one another. Frisk finally spoke up once more. "Oh… I see where you're coming from… Frisk." "It's okay." The static soul mumbled back. "At least someone understands me." Frisk played with their hands awkwardly, fidgeting. "We need to get rid of Chara." Frisk announced a little more sternly. "In a non-violent way." The lost soul pondered for quite some time. It had spent so long contemplating its own death. A permanent one. A punishment it had long since convinced itself deserving. After seeing the child growing impatient, an idea finally sprung in its head. "Chara won't reset the timeline." The white soul announced, settled. "I know Chara better than their own mother could." It continued. "I know how to get Chara to go away for good. But you're not gonna like it." "Anything!" Frisk assured in desperation. "So long as no one has to get hurt." The soul twiddled its thumbs nervously for a moment, contemplating. "Sans isn't gonna like it either, if he ever finds out..." It whispered to itself. "What?" Frisk begged the lost soul. "What do we have to do?" "It's kinda risky… but it might work." The lost soul looked up at Frisk seriously. "Don't tell Sans, okay?"

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