#ive also seen gathering 4 my first

[k0kichiimagines]

i love how my first name means lionness / female lion cub and my last name means beauty i think its kind of cool

[snoopychris]

introducing… dad’s best friend!chris x reader

warnings: unprotected p in v (DO. NOT. DO. THIS.), no use of y/n, reader has daddy issues, chris is 33 and has a daddy kink, a little dirty talk, dumbification if you squint. oh and also dad!chris.

“so you have kids? you look like one yourself but… maybe i’m just flattering you. but you gotta be at least 18 to be at the airport alone and you’ve got a vertical ID so you’re at least 21.” the bartender speaks, continuing to shake your drink all around.

you chuckle and shake your head, leaning your chin further into your chin. “no i don’t. i’m 23 though…i should probably get on that or something. i don’t even got a boyfriend… just visiting my dad and his new family for the new years. you? any kids?” he sends you a smile as he places the drink in front of you, tasting it from a straw before handing it off. “what is this again?” you ask, furrowing your brows as you take a sip.

the man across the counter chuckles as he grabs another drink ticket, making the beverage all while conversing with you. “i call it the chris. named after the best damn bartender this place has ever known. me. duh. but yes. i got a son. he’s 4. his names owen.”

“he probably looks up to you. don’t screw him up. but with all that aside, how can you be so sure of that?” you whisper, licking your lips as you grab the drink from the counter once more.

“i’ve been workin here since i was 18 years old. first 3 years i was only washing dishes but ive seen a good amount of bartenders come and go. i know im the best bartender that’s ever been here. 15 years of evidence.” his voice is more confident than cocky. a kind of attitude you’d kill to be in bed with. you hum in acknowledgment, looking at your suitcase besides you as the airport PA begins to speak again. the words are incomprehensible, but chris seems to understand them. some flight is leaving from gate B17.

“you think it’s weird or pathetic or something if im drinking at an airport bar at 2pm to avoid seeing my father?” you question, stirring the drink around with the small plastic straw.

“i’ve seen people here blackout drunk at 11am. i think you’re fine. what’s your name again, kid?” he asks, his lips parting as he pours a beer for a man besides you. you give him your name and he hums, handing you a piece of chocolate from behind the bar. “i think kid suits you better.” you furrow your brows at the gesture, reluctantly taking the sweet. “kid, just take it. it’s a piece of chocolate. no harm done if you take it. you don’t even gotta eat it. just get that look off your face. you look sad. you’re too pretty to look that sad.”

you blush at his words, popping the chocolate into your mouth. you slide your empty glass back across the bar, sending the bartender a smile- a real smile- and thank him honestly. “what time does your shift end?” you question, noticing another bartender begin to settle in.

“my shift? the second that you tab out. you want another and keep enjoying my company or you gonna head to your dad’s house?” he teases, washing the glass you handed to him. you shake your head and sigh, sitting up straight. “should probably head home. can i get the tab?” you whine, leaning your arm and head on the marble counter.

“nah i got it. get outta here. go see your dad. be nice to him.” he smiles, clocking out for the day. you slowly walk away, hesitantly pulling your bag with you.

when you finally make it out of the airport after an excruciatingly long walk, you let out a sigh. you knew you had four options. call a cab, call an uber, call one of your high school friends, or call your dad. you take a moment outside to gather your thoughts, only being brought back to reality when you bump into somebody behind you.

“shit i’m so sorry!” you groan, turning to profusely apologize to whoever was the victim. you smile when you notice that it’s chris. “oh. you again. following me are you?” you tease, poking at his shoulder.

“why you still here?” he questions. even though he hardly knew you, he felt like he still had an authority over you for no reason other than he was older than you by 10 years. you shrug as you let out a sigh, looking around. “i just don’t wanna see him yet. i mean… i dunno.”

chris sends you a look of remorse but then pulls you into a tight hug, one you clearly needed. he rubs a hand over his mouth before speaking. “you trust me enough to come back to my place? just till you feel good enough to go to your dads.” the look you gave him made him practically collapse.

your back was arched to a point that you didn’t even know you could reach. your face was buried into a pillow that was most definitely being stained with your mascara. “take it. thaaaaatts a good girl. take that dick. fuck you’re so tight.” chris speaks, his pants getting heavier with each of his thrusts. he’s holding your hands behind your back while you’re pushing yourself back onto his dick. it’s practically impossible for him to go any deeper into you, but you try to get him farther anyway. his grip on your wrists tightens when you let out another one of your whines. he can tell that you’re trying to spit out a sentence but that you’re unable to based on the cockdrunkness you’re experiencing. all you manage to achieve is a “c-cumming” and even that comes out all whiney and in chris’s words ‘pathetic.’ “y’gonna cum? fuck yeah you’re gonna cum. come on, pretty. cum all over daddy’s cock.” he whispers into your ear, leaving a mark on your neck as he lets go of your hands. your orgasm takes over your body, and any control of yourself you had left is out the window. you squirm and shake while chris is just smirking behind you, continuing his thrusts. he pulls out once you’ve settled down, spurts of cum falling onto your ass and lower back.

chris isn’t an asshole. he helps you clean yourself up and look presentable enough to go visit your dad. he even offered to drive you, but you refused because of how close it was. the arrival at your dads house was… fine. his new wife was fine and his four year old son was fine. it was all just fine. you could tell your dad tried cheering you up multiple times but it never worked.

the next day was the same shit, different day. you had to get through the day acting like you liked your step mother, had to get through the day acting like you tolerated children, and had to get through the day acting like your father didn’t hurt you when he left 6 years ago. you’re half tempted to go to the airport just to go to the bar. a knock on the door catches your attention, only furthered when your dad calls out to you. “hey honey can you get that? that must be your brothers friend and his dad, we’re buddies!. i invited them over for lunch!” he yells, to which you comply to almost immediately.

you open the door slowly, your eyes adjusting to the brightness of the outside world. a breath gets stuck in your throat when you’re met with the same eyes you saw at the bar. chris, whose eyes are about to pop out of their sockets, covers his sons ears as he speaks for both of you. “shit.”

a/n: new au who cheered! i did! i did! i finally get to write for chris thank GAWD cause as a chris girl i sure write a lot for matt.

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[misguidedasgardian]

The Hour of the Wolf (4)

IV. It is you

MASTERLIST

Summary: Pressures makes wind, earthquakes, and marriages

Pairing: Cregan Stark x Targaryen!Reader

Warnings: Cursing, war, death, mentions of killings, genocide and war, threats,arranged marriage, SPOILERS for ASOIAF, and Fire & Blood, also, might spoil House of the Dragon, 

+18, MINORS DNI

Wordcount: 3.8 k 

Notes: I don;t think this is going to be a love story, this is about politics, and a truly arranged marriage, their relationship will develop of course, but I just wanted to get that out there

“You have done a great job with her”, Cregan raised his eyes to encounter the mythical Jeyne Arryn, cousin to the late Queen Aemma, keeper of the East, Lady of the Eyrie, they both contemplated you as you sat the Iron Throne and gave audiences

“I have done nothing, it’s all her”, he said severely

“You are good with her, for her”, she said then, looking at him with her piercing blue eyes

“I know what you are implying…”

“She needs a husband”, she said

“You should stay here in court, as her hand when I leave”, he said almost at the same time

“You can’t leave her”

“I have to, I have a child…”

“She needs you, the realm needs you”

“The North needs me, she will be fine”

“You know that is not true, she is still too young to differ allies from foes”

“She will learn”

“At the cost of the realms”, Cregan Stark looked at her severely, but he had met her equal, this woman was not going to back down

“What about my son? What about my people? How is that going to work?”, he asked then

“You can come and go”

“A year at a time”

“Maybe”, she said. The small council had been relentless, just as Jeyne was being 

His name was in that alliance

He pledged to take you to wife, you, in name, regardless of who you had become… you were his betrothed. And it’s not like he gave his word lightly, only, like he said, he need a wife and a lady of Winterfell, he did not want to become the King consort of the Seven Kingdoms, he did not want to take care of you… forever…

But he had taken the capital for you

Yes he promised your mother…

But he had done it for you, an unknown princess, on his mind

He found himself looking straight at you

Like the first time he saw you, he thought, again, you were the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Since he took the capital, color had returned to your face, you no longer had darkness under your eyes, your cheeks were fuller, you also filled your dresses more, meaning you were eating more, sleeping longer…

You were better

His eyes then trailed over all the faces of the Lords gathered there in the throne room, lickspittles, asskissers, many of them, without honor, just hunger for power and gold

Did he really care for what happens to the people of the other six Kingdoms? Were you really in danger? Kings had been surrounded by traitors all their lives and nothing major had happened…

Well… until Otto fucking Hightower

No, he couldn’t let that happen again

He thought he only wanted to bring justice to the traitors, but it wasn’t true, he cared about what happened

He cared about what happens to you…

The realization made him shift on his feet

He cared about you 

He did not want you to get married to someone who was going to please the small council and take your place eventually, who was going to manipulate you or worse

He didn’t want you married to someone who…

No… he just didn’t want you married to anyone else… that’s it

The bare thought made him shiver

You felt yourself being watched intensely, and found Cregan Stark’s eyes

You felt your cheeks heated, as you looked away like a little girl who had been caught doing something silly 

You were only a young woman, barely turned eight and ten name days

And Cregan was only a young man who had the power of the biggest country in the seven kingdoms and wanted to use it to avenge his Queen

He was himself impulsive, reckless even, maybe the rest saw him like the greatest choice, but he knew the truth

He wasn’t

What if he tipped you off a ledge? What if he sets you off resulting in the destruction of cities and the annihilation of thousands?

And yet…. He was the only one you trusted

Months on the road, maybe years away from you, years away from his home, his child… There must always be a Stark in Winterfell

But when he leaves you to be in Winterfell, he was going to wish he was in King’s Landing, and when he is here, he wishes he could be in Winterfell, he was already missing it, he wanted to see his son, his five year old son, he had left him in good hands, with his loving half sister, and trusted friends and servants… but still

He was so small, he had it when he was so young, the only thing he had left of his dear friend Arra

If he married you… if…

He was going to give you children, his child, second child, was going to sit the Iron Throne one day… and his oldest was going to be Lord of Winterfell

That was… enticing, to say the least

Too good to be true….

Having children with you, a thought that enticed and scared him in equal measure

A child of Ice and Fire, a child who was going to be a Northerner by blood and a dragon rider as well…

He shifted on his feet again

He wanted it

And he could pretend he had a choice all he wanted, but he didn’t… he had signed the pact… the woman… the Queen seated in the Iron Throne…

Was his betrothed

It didn’t have to be two months, a week long boat ride to White harbor and another week on the road and he could be home quickly…

It had to work

Did you want this?

He gave you the service of ending the courts early, and then you abandoned the throne room.

But before he could reach you, he was intercepted by Celtigar

“I need to talk to you”, he said, Cregan only nodded as they walked together to a hallway of the Keep which seemed to be empty

“What is it?” He asked, his patience long gone

“I can marry her”, he said quickly

Cregan stopped in his tracks, and frowned

“You trust me, don’t you?”, he asked when he saw his face

“yes, but…”

“I can get you out of the pact… if she is the one to accept”

He should be relieved, he should have said yes immediately, but the thought of you marrying someone else… he didn’t like it.

Not that he didn’t trust his friend, he did, he was the best choice according to him, the day before he had offered himself, the thing is… he had changed in the last 24 hours… 

He wanted it, you, the seat at your side, the children you were going to give him…

But he wouldn’t even accept it himself, this was deep inside of him, he wanted to protect you, none of those southerners had what it took, only him, he didn’t trust anyone else, not really 

Only him…

“My name is in those papers”, he growled

“But perhaps if I speak to her, began to court her…”

“I’ll talk to her”, he cut him 

“I really think I should be the one…”, with only one look Cregan makes his friend stop speaking. He had just realized what he truly wanted to do, and he did not need to be contradicted now. “You are marrying her, aren’t you?”, he said, a smile sneaking on his friend’s face

“I don’t know yet, I don’t want to pressure her”, Celtigar only hummed

“I want to marry her too”, he said then. Cregan looked at his friend and he understood him, he was challenging him…

“May the best man win her affections then”, Cregan said.

He was not going to lose

And as he walked away Celtigar only smiled, having pushed his friend in the right direction by only pretending to want your hand in marriage

Cregan had asked Lord Redwyne for help and together they had set you up with young ladies, that shared your age, your ladies in waiting as it were. But instead he found you alone in the Red Keep garden, walking and escorted by one of your white cloaks

“What happened with your ladies in waiting?”, he asked point blank as he approached you, the lack of property, referring to you not as “your grace”, and it made your guard almost wince  

“I send them on their way”, you said simply, leaning in to smell a beautiful flower, barely acknowledging him

“I don’t want you to be lonely”, he said gently, you raised your eyes to look at him 

“yes, I know but they are so… vain… “this lord looked at me”, or “have you seen the dress she was wearing…”, Cregan only smiled condescendingly at you, “and I…”

“You are thinking about the wellness of millions”, he said, “concerned about the future of the entire realm, I understand”

“I understand the need to be distracted for a while, but…”, he only nodded

“I understand”, he said shortly

“Why are you here?”, you asked, nervous, he didn’t understand the change in your dynamic, you had felt confident and calm enough to cry in front of him, but now you were evading his gaze, and shifting in your feet in nerves

In your mind was a bit more clearer

You realized you liked him, you found yourself feeling butterflies in your belly when you saw his handsome face, and you wanted to punch yourself, for being so childish, you were not a young girl in front of her knight in shining armor, you were a Queen now, he was your hand, your advisor, and the head of one of the most important houses on the entire realm.

But you felt your legs shake, and your breath caught in your throat every time you saw him approach you

And every time he was near, you wanted him to stay near you, you felt your chest strangle your heart each time he walked away from you.

Gods this was strange even for you

“I want to ask you something”, he said slowly, you looked at him then, concerned 

“You are leaving”, you said.

You were not an idiot, you knew he had a son, he was the Lord of Winterfell, he needed to rule his home. You couldn’t expect of him to stay here forever 

That took him by surprise

“No”, he said softly

“But you have to go one day, don’t you?”

“That is what I wanted to talk about”, he said softly, your attention was on him then, you tried to pull on those dark feelings that would make you mad at him when he did decided to leave, he could not see that wide-eyed little girl who had a crush on him, not now, and you will not beg when he tells you it was going to be time for him to return home…

“... the marriage offers”, you were lost for a second but that certainly brought you back to attention

“Uh?”, you asked

“You had been offered several hands of many lords over these past few days”

“Did the small council put you up to this?”, you asked, bored

“You need to get married”, he said severely, “we need to make your family strong again, you need to settle your line…”

“I understand”, you said, looking down. You knew he had signed a pact to marry you, but you also did not want to hold him to it, there were different times, it was naive for you to think he was going to hold up his part, he had done enough already 

“A marriage is also an alliance”, he continued, “you need someone who will help you and guide you, but not manipulate you…”

You only nodded

“A strong person, with a powerful family name…”

“If you say Tyland Lannister I swear…”, he chuckled, and shook his head

“No…”, he said. He then stopped all his movements, you felt his gaze on you, so you stopped as well and raised your head and eyes to look at him, “who do you want?”, he asked then

“I’m not sure”, you said, but you did… you wanted him

For the doubt in your mind made him question his own decision. He thought you were going to name him, but you were truly doubtful

You didn’t think he was an option

“I don’t know any of those men”, you said then in a whisper 

“You know some…”, he tried, you looked at him

He felt even guilty for wanting it

He gave in to his deepest desire, of power and lust.

“Yes you are right”, you whispered, looking away from him again, “I just…. need to think this through”, you said with a low voice, you wanted to end this chat

But he didn’t, he needed you to say it

He had heard the small council ask him to, he had heard Lady Jayne Arryn… but he needed to hear it from you.

“There must be someone in your mind”, he said softly, with a gentle, soothing voice

“There was”, you admitted

“Talk to me, I’m your hand”, he continued, “I am here to advice you”

“Until you leave me”, you say then, without thinking, it was barely a whisper

So that’s it, he thought, you resented him for even the mere thought of him abandoning you

“I can come back”, he said then, with a hint of amusement on his voice 

You only hummed, you didn’t believe him, and you were going to feel terribly lost without him, again, alone, like you had been before he saved you…. before he took the city in your name and put you on the throne

He did all of that

There was nobody else you wanted by your side but him

You shared a longing look, a long gaze

What did he want? you asked yourself. He looked like he wanted to listen to you but also to speak, at the same time. You didn’t know what else to say

“What does that mean?”, you asked then. He sighed, loudly

“I signed a pact…”, he said

“Yes, my brother offered my hand in marriage in exchange for your allegiance and your swords”, you said lowly

“No”, he answered back, you looked at him intently, “he asked for my loyalty, he had it already, but he negotiated our union for the simple fact he was scared of something befalling you, he wanted to send you North under my protection to keep you safe from harm, from the war, and from the Greens”

Ah yes, safe from Aemond and Aegon

“That sounds like my brother”, you said, melancholy tainting your voice 

“He wanted to keep you safe”

“In more than one way you had kept your promise”, you assured him, “you took the city, took control…”

“I did”, he said softly, “for you”

“You are going to put a crown in my head”, you said

“In three days”, he said then, “and then you should announced your betrothal”

“I don’t have one”

“You do”, he said finally, his eyes, piercing eyes bore into yours, he dwarfed you in size, and even though he had left his fur cloak behind… he still look big and imposing

“Cregan…”, you called

“Say it”, he encouraged 

“You signed the pact…”, you said.

As you looked at him, you grew angry

What did he want from you? to beg? you didn’t even know. He had signed that past, to marry you one day, and yet, he dodged that part at every turn, he needed to return home, you understood that he had a son, a little boy who needed his father, so why was he here? talking to you in this way? 

“You promised to marry me”, you said softly, he barely nodded, his eyes looking intently at you, “but I understand…”, he frowned then, and you started walking away from him. Letting him standing in the garden

You called in a small council meeting, on your own accord

They were right, you needed to make your family bigger and stronger…

“I called in this meeting because I have to make a demand”, you said firmly, your small council looking amongst each other, Cregan was silent, playing with the dragon eye in front of him

“Tomorrow the Barahteon will present themselves to me, and I want to tell you my intentions so you’ll be prepared”, you said firmly, “It is to my understanding that princess Jahaera, daughter of Aegon the Usurper, is still in Storm’s End…”

“As a guest”, said lord Lannister

“As a hostage”, you said then, “It is to my understanding that she was on her way here, when Aegon was poisoned”, you said softly, “I know because it was discussed at the dinner table in front of me, yet, she is not here, I understand they are trying to keep her safe as some sort of leverage, but…”, you continued, and then you soften your gaze, “I want her here, she is a little girl, a Targaryen, daughter to my lovely aunt Helaena, and she should be with me and Aegon, with family”, you said softly

“Your grace is most graceful”, muttered the Maester, the others murmured their affirmations

“Tomorrow I will demand of the Baratheons to bring little Jahaera back to me, when she is here, we will betrothed her to Aegon, to finally solidify the family and end this madness”, yous aid with a soft smile

Aemond, Aegon, Alicent and Otto are and will burn in hell

But not Helaena and her children

She was an angel, so were the little boys that lost her lives

Jahaera was the only one left, you owe it to Helaena to keep her safe

After the affirmation and support of your small council, you walked towards your little brother’s chambers

He had become so quiet and sad, which was expected, but still, you tried to keep his mind busy, you would put Septas and maesters to teach him and accompany him, at all ours, soon, one of your King’s guards will teach him the art of the sword.

Now you make sure to sit and dine with him

Even though he barely spoke

“Jahaera will come to court soon”, you whispered to him as you served yourself a cup of wine

“Who was Jahaera?”, he asked innocently, of course he didn’t remember 

“Helaena’s child”, you said, “she is your age, you can have fun together”

“Oh”, it's the only thing he said, while continue to have little pieces of bread and meat 

“Maybe one day you can get married”, you said lightly

“When are you getting married?”, he asked then and made you laugh

“Soon, but I don’t know with whom!”, you said as it was a joke, it was sad that it was true

“Marry Cregan”, he said simply

“WHy?”, you asked him, amazed

“I see the way he looks at you”, he said simply

“How does he look at me?”, you asked him

“As papa looked at mama”, he said, and you got quiet

“He has to go back North”, yous aid lightly

“You can command him to stay, you are the Queen”, he said, still not looking at you

“If I only command without listening to reason I’m a Tyrant”, you said softly, “not a queen”

“He wants to stay”, he said

“I don’t know if he does, you know Northerners don’t fare well here in the south”, you joked 

“Command him”, he insisted

“Aren’t you a little tyrant?”, you teased, reaching over the table and tickling his side until he squealed in a laugh

But gods if that made you think…

“He looks at you they way papa looked at mama”

Daemon Targaryen wasn’t much of a communicative man, he didn’t need to speak, it was all in his eyes…

He could make men tremble with just his gaze, he could make his children giggle with a wink, and he could make your mother swoon with that sparkle in his eyes.

Even little Aegon could tell 

Even if the nannies took control over your little brother, you were by his side until he fell asleep, and then you went to your own room

You served yourself a cup of wine, another cup of wine.

“Call in Lord Stark please”, you asked Eryk, and he nodded and went to fulfill your requirement 

It was inappropriate, to say the least, to summon a man to your chambers at this late… but you needn't to worry about such matters… Or you did

Your brother was right, you were a Queen, you had to begin to act like one 

Cregan foud you seated by the fire, in a relaxed stance, with a goblet of wine in your hand

“Your grace”, he greeted, he seemed serious, but you believed you found a glint in his eye… you were started to get to know him and his facial expressions, as cold as they may seem

“My Lord Hand”

“You will summon me and believe me, I will attend to your calling, but I must say, if someone sees me coming into your chambers at the hour of the owl, where we are going to be alone…”

“I’m aware”, you said, smiling at him

“What do you need?”, he asked gently, with a smirk on his lips

“Today in the garden…”, you started, “you mentioned the pact you sign”

“Yes I did”, he said

“Why?”, you asked him

“Why?”, he asked back

“Why would you bring it up?”, you asked again, “it seems that you do not intent to honor it”, he got quiet then, analyzing you

“I meant…”

“There is no one else…”, you said, “it is you”, you looked up at him, your eyes sparkling. He softened his gaze

“Is that a command?”, he asked, amusement in his voice, it was like he was playing a game.

“Marry me”, you said, “honor the pact of Ice and Fire… you can come back home, on the condition of course that you come back…”

“To you”, he said

“To me”, you agreed. “Everyone will be at ease, well, except for the Hightowers, when you sit at my side in the throne…”, you said, he barely nodded, still smiling 

“I don’t think so…”, he said finally, you stopped all your movements, was he rejecting you? he was not going to marry you? you had to command him, if he refused, you could fall through, you couldn’t make a man marry you… you started feeling ashamed of even summoning him here… you were starting to feel like an idiot

He turned his back to you and went to the small table in the corner and served himself a goblet of wine.

“I think they will feel threatened..”, he continued, you smiled then, taking a breath you didn’t know you were holding, “you and me together…”, he continued, taking a sip, “soon they’ll realize… the dragon and the wolf sat together… and they are all sheep”

You both smiled widely at each other 

this is the vibe I was going for jajaja

Cregan is... complex... everyone wanted a tougher Cregan, i'm giving a gray one. He has ambitions, and wants power, and he is not indiferent to us, the beautiful young Queen... of what I read about Cregan, it is what I perceive... anyways... hope you like... maybe I moved it a bit too quickly but I want to get to the good part

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[sockeye-station]

Wait is your four the captain? How did that happen?

YES! YES!! I GOT SOMEONE TO ASK ABOUT IT! I WIN!!!!

CLEARS THROAT. OKAY OKAY OKAY IVE HAD THIS ROTATING IN MY HEAD FOR A HOT FUCKN MINUTE AND ILL TRY MY BEST TO EXPLAIN IT IN A WAY THAT MAKES SENSE

OKAY. LETS REWIND ALL THE WAY BACK TO OCTO EXPANSION!!!

so! octo expansion goes all normally, we have our agent 8 fighting through the entire structure to escape, agent 3 gets brainwashed, they have to fight, yadda yadda. you probably know how it goes by now. But here's the thing.

what if i went ahead and changed a tiny thing. just the teensiest detail.

what if instead of spamming splashdowns, tartar decides to use one big fuck off booyah bomb.

"but, didn't booyah bomb come out after octo expansion?"

yes. yes it did. and that's why i chose booyah bomb specifically.

tartar whipped out the idea to use a booyah bomb from some prototypes it found out about after abducting god-knows-who, and used it despite its unstable build. No one, at that moment, knew whatever that was, what it did, how dangerous it was, or anything of the sort. This was some sort of last hurrah, as it knew that this was its last shot at stopping this failure from escaping the facility. And so it exerted Agent 3 into giving it everything he's got. Quite literally, even! It pushed him so hard, he too became unstable while trying to mantain and boost the energy ball.

The Booyah Bomb is thrown with as much power as Tartar could muster out of that creature, pretty much covering most of the arena. Once the ink settles, and Agent 8 gathers his senses, he looks around. Agent 3 is nowhere to be seen.

at no point in canon is sanitized agent 3 properly splatted throughout the fight — you only break their shield, they superjump back to their platform, and you eventually knock them out. you never splat them. so who's to say that, just like agent 8 during the ascent, they don't have a respawn anchor?

That's what I decided to play with here. Agent 3 is splatted with no respawn anchor. Agent 3 is dead.

The rest of octo expansion plays as normal, only that there's no passed out Agent 3 waiting at the helicopter.

Starting from here, Agent 8 becomes affiliated with the NSS through Cuttlefish after breaking the news, feeling like he needs to make it up for the loss they suffered as he feels responsible for it. He grows closer with Agent 4, and eventually they become closer friends, even staying at her place after she invited him once their friendship was more developed. This paragraph is mostly to explain how they know each other and how their friendship started, also explaining why my Agent 8 gives OtH Agent 4's number instead of Cuttlefish.

Okay! Now, back to the point of this ask. I actually had a bit of this typed out in a server I'm in!

[Agent 4] didn't really have a choice when it came to becoming Captain, being the fifth longest-standing member of the NSS after craig, the squisters and agent 3. craig was retiring, the squid sisters were still busy with their inkopolis celebrity scene, and [Agent 3] was dead. so she was the next best option.

she didnt really ask for this in the first place, and yet she accepted out of hopes of being acknowledged. When she was just an agent, the rest of the team didn't keep in touch with her much (except for Agent 8) after the events of OE, and at one point even stopped being called for whenever Callie got the shades on again. Whenever she patrolled, she did it without any previous call, and was rarely acknowledged by the others. She still kept visiting the canyon whenever she could after everyone else had moved on.

even after becoming the "captain", the others didnt usually reach out to her for assistance, and instead tended to act on their own. they never really took her as captain, rarely listening to her. so obviously this whole mess made her feel like absolute dogshit, questioning why she even decided to go through with this.

that title was meant for [Agent 3]. not for her. he was the one that came before her, and was better than her in so many ways. at least that's what the others kept repeating around her.

as much of a punch in the gut being constantly compared to someone else was, she kept pushing to try and make herself known, separate from the other's achievements. which is why she ended up accepting marina's request.

[phoenixstark1708]

the daughter of an archangel

chapter 1

sooo..... this is my backstory in my marvel DR, major trigger warnings, this also crosses over into supernatural later, but i havent even written that yet.

trigger warnings: abuse, torture, blood, death, fucked up timeline, etc.

pairings: later will be sam/dean winchester, and even later will be bucky,

in this, endgame/inf war doesnt happen, i took plenty of creative liberties.

summary: (this is written in first-person) phoenix is a girl who was created by the nazi organization HYDRA, and she meets the winter soldier on a mission, i cant say much more without spoiling future chapters. will try to proofread but no promises.

word count: 2,654/10,649 - that ive written so far.

change of POV's will be indicated

“Get up you stupid pig!” the guard said, in a thick Russian accent, banging the cell door with his truncheon. He shone a flashlight in my eyes, making them burn from the lack of light for the past two days. I stretched out my sore muscles, wincing from the scabbed-over cuts all over my body. After days of no contact with anyone, just me and the cold, dark cell. Somehow being dragged away for training almost feels like a blessing. I stood and allowed him to cuff me. at this point, I know the drill. “so, Angel, how was your weekend?” He asked while holding my shoulder, guiding me out of the cell – the only place I’ve known as home for my whole life – literally. I was born in the damned bullpen. My mother died during birth, I guess having twins really had her beat.

On the way to the hell chamber – sorry, training room - I saw him, I saw Benjamin. For the first time in weeks, I saw my twin. He looked rough. Probably just had a sparring sesh with one of the winter soldiers. he’s always been smaller than me, But there was something different. he seemed especially weak. I haven’t eaten anything in what I assume has been around 4 days. He probably hasn’t either. They were always doing this, trying to weed out the weaker members. Its grim, but I knew he would die soon. It was clear that I was stronger, and if it came down to it, I would kill him without a second thought. After all, that’s how I was trained. I was bred, raised, and trained to be ruthless. And that is the only reason that I am still alive. HYDRA has no room for error.

As I walked into the training room, I saw the winter soldier, long, brunette hair, with a metal arm. The only time ive ever seen him is in cryo-sleep, he looked so peaceful, so harmless. The man standing before me was soemthing different entirely. His eyes were blue as ice, and just as cold. He looked right through me, almost like a drone. “this is her first mission. You will be supervising her.” he hands the man with a metal arm a file containing four pictures of senator james martin, whos been a public neusence for hydra for a while. The winter soldier grabbed me by the arm and dragged me through the door.

It was a quiet drive on the Harley, at the moment, we were just n full assassin gear. My small arms were wrapped around his waist, making him clearly tense up. His metal arm was glinting in the moonlight as we pulled into a nearby parking garage, a birdseye view of the gathering senator martin. “I will stay up here while you go inside. As many casualties as possible. No survivors.” He said gruffly, setting up the rifle. “They won’t let me in. I’m wearing a costume.” I said, my voice gravelly from days of no use. He glanced down at me for the first time, and gazed at me for a moment, before pulling out a T-shirt that had the senators face on it, and a pair of grey sweatpants. “Change into these, keep your weapons concealed until my signal.” I quickly stripped. he turned away, giving me privacy. I was more then used to being watched, so this was surprising. I fixed the too-large clothes, and looked harmless. Instead of looking like an eight-year-old assassin, I looked like a normal kid.

There was something in the winter soldier’s eyes that I didn’t recognise, almost like affection. I walked down the stairs of the parking garage, feeling his eyes on me the whole way. Slowly, I crossed the street, nearly getting hit by a truck that I didn’t know to look for. As I made my way to the entrance of the granite building, I noticed trucks outside, like the kind I saw at my home, - armoured trucks. I, of course thought this was normal. “Careful, there are hostiles in the building. Captain America and the black widow are protecting the target.” His voice came through my earpiece. “I don’t know who they are” I whispered back. “You will. They won’t want to hurt you, use that to your advantage.” And with that, he went radio silent.

As I walked barefoot through the large doors, I spotted a woman in a similar outfit to what I wear, only without the red skull. She spotted me immediately, and I tried to disappear through the crowd. I was unsuccessful. A man in a red, white, and blue uniform grabbed my arm gently, holding a shield in his other hand. “Who are you kid?” He peered down at me “I’m here to see my daddy.” I said, feigning panic. I pulled my arm out of his grasp and ran toward a random man, tugging on his shirt. Shield guy turned away before he could see the man push me away. I stayed by him, trying to convince the people that he was my father. I got a little turned around, when a perverted looking man grabbed my wrist “hey sweetheart. You’re gonna come with me now.” He said, his voice just as weird as him. The man in the jumpsuit put his hand on his shoulder “why dontcha leave the girl alone pal.” He dragged him away.

Just then, his signal came, by shooting the senator in the gut, taking him down. The panic set in immediately. People running around screaming like headless chickens. The man with the metal arm burst through the door, sealing off the only accesable exit. I grabbed the first person I saw, they just happened to be the senators daughter. She couldn’t have been more then seventeen; I snapped her neck. I unfurled my wings and tripped some old man with them. I stabbed him in his corroded artery, a fatal blow. Killing got easier the more I did it.

The fight went on like this for a while, until the red-haired woman pushed me to the ground “stay down kid.” seeing me pinned down, the man i was on the mission with began to make his way over to me. I waved my hand, and the woman went flying, hitting the wall with a thud. Oh yea, something I forgot to mention; I'm not a normal person. In addition to having my DNA spliced with the peregrine falcon, giving me wings, and the ability to fly, I was also experimented on with energy from the soul stone, one of the six infinity stones. Ergo, I had ‘powers’. The winter soldier stared at me, shocked, his brief moment of distraction caused him to get a wooden chair to the head. He shot the dude that hit him.

The man in the flag costume, and the woman ran. Smart. Tactical retreat. I ran to every person I saw, and killed as many as I could. Once we were sure that there were no more targets, the winter soldier grabbed me, and threw me on the motorcycle behind him.

We stopped at a motel that charged by the hour… if that tells you anything. “we will stay here for a while. You need to get clean, I know that the hoses hurt.” he said, a hint of compassion in his voice. Hes right. They used fire hoses to ‘clean up’ whenever any of us got dirty. I walked into the bathroom and stripped. I didn’t close the door, because I assumed I wasn’t allowed to. I didn’t know how to use the shower so I just sort of stared at it, waiting for it to turn on. The man walked in, turned the handle of the shower, and left. I jumped when water started to spurt out of the faucet. I stepped into the water slowly, gauging the temperature before completely immersing myself into it. My muscles involuntarily relaxed at the sensation of the warm water. I began rubbing the dirt off of my limbs when the winter soldier walked in.

He didn’t look at me, but made a damp washcloth and started cleaning his wounds. They were worse then I assumed, and I coudnt help but observe him while washing the rest of the dirt off of my body. I only sustained minor cuts and bruises in the fight, but he had deep lacerations on his face, presumably from the chair. I stepped out of the shower and stood there, a towering three-foot-seven-inches, short for my age. He glanced at me and handed me a towel while dabbing his wounds “whats this for?” I asked “dry yourself. They will notice our absence if were not back soon.” so, I dried myself off, and put on my uniform, running my fingers over the red skull with tentacles, like a squid. I giggled, imaging it wiggling its tentacles.

Bucky

The little girl was looking at her uniform, giggling. For a moment I thought of two young girls in brooklyn. I was a teenager with sisters… what? No, I wasn’t. I am a weapon for hydra. Whats going on? I was steadily bleeding from the prick who hit me with a chair, we needed to get back to base. She suddenly looked up at me, concern evident in her sweet, blue eyes. “are- are you okay? You're bleeding,” she frowned. “Let me help you. I can make people feel better.” I skeptically sat on a bed near where she was standing. She slowly reached over to me; I shied away when her hand got close to my wound, remembering the various punishments I've had over the years. I am a wild animal. I need to be controlled. She looked into my eyes, the child-like glimmer long gone. It's unfair; all children should have that. No. She is not a child; she is a weapon. That’s it- like me. She gently laid her small hand on my head near the cut. All of the sudden her eyes started glowing, a certain gold color I'd never seen before. Her hands began glowing the same, and my head started tingling.

I immediately felt better. I can't explain it, but she somehow lodged herself into my memory, unintentionally. And I knew I would never forget her. She looked at me worried, noting the glazed look in my eyes. “are you alright? I'm sorry if I hurt yo-” I cut her off “My name is Bucky,” I blurted out; I had no idea where that came from. “You need to call me Winter, or ‘the winter soldier’, otherwise they’ll kill us both” she looked at me confused and alarmed “okay… I will” “we need to go back.” so I took her small hand, gently, and led her to the HYDRA-issued motorcycle we came here on. The drive back to base was cold. I could feel it in my bones. I couldn’t help but wish I could help her warm up. I didn’t know what I was feeling, but I knew HYDRA wouldn’t like it. I am a machine. Not a man.

I rode up to the gate “солдат?” soldier? “миссия успешна. приветствую гидру.” mission successful. hail hydra. The gate opened, and we rode into the garage. She was immediately ripped off the back of the bike and dragged away. “you are late. The camera in your suit shows you made a ‘pit stop’. She had an effect on you. You will both be heavily punished for this.” no. I practically jumped off the bike. I grabbed the mans neck and snapped it before being sedated. The last thing I heard before I got knocked out was “well, after we make them watch, we’ll have to wipe him again.” I woke up strapped to a modified autopsy table. Modified so I was reclined enough so that I had a clear view of the girl. And she had a clear view of me. One of the doctors walked in with an array of surgical instruments “doctor- sorry- creator! Thank goodness! I was scared we were taken by the bad people!” the little girls face lit up with relief. The doctor sighed and placed his kit on a surgical tray, the knives clattering against the cold steel. “child, птичий урод.” bird-freak “you have been very bad. And you know what happens to bad children.” he put on surgical gloves, and picked up a Sickle Probe, the device that dentists use. He walked toward her slowly “creator, im sorry! It was a mistake! Please. Im sorry” she cried out. however, she didn’t struggle against the restraints. “it is too late to apologise freak. You will be punished.” “yes sir.” she slumped against the autopsy table, keeping her fear-filled eyes on the doctor. He walked up to her small body, and turned off the magnetic cuff, allowing her arm to fall. The monster grabbed her arm, and stuck the hook of the sickle probe into the inside of her elbow. She began silently crying from the pain, blood slowly dribbling from the wound. He slowly dragged the hook down her arm, toward her wrist, tearing her skin. The blood was flowing heavily now, and he was trying to stifle her cries. After reaching her wrist, he put the probe down and picked up a rusty razorblade.

He moved to her chest, and drug the blade down her sternum, and to her lower stomache. She was crying freely now. “heal yourself.” she did as she was told, her eyes glowing gold, and the wounds shimmering as they healed instantly. He grabbed a klein tool – essentially a broader pliers. He walked to her bare feet, and clamped down on her small toe. He bent it to a sickening angle, causing the bone to snap with a disturbing CRACK. She screamed. He used the wire-clipping part of the klein tool to cut off a patch or skin on her foot. He grabbed a knife, and made slow, deep, and deliberate cuts all over her body. After nearly an hour, he decided hed had enough of that. he only reason she was still alive was because she wasn’t fully human – she couldn’t have been. “heal. Now. Not your foot though. You will deal with that.” she did as she was told. She was exhausted. She collapsed against the table before he shocked her with a set of jumper cables rigged up to a car battery. While watching this, I struggled against the restraints so much, my wrist began to bleed. Every time I screamed for them to let her go, my restraints would get an electrical charge. I was muzzled like a dog. Reminding me that I am no better then one. I am one. She screamed every time he cut her, shocked her, stabbed her, or tore the skin off her flesh. When she screamed, the building would shake. Not figuratively either.

She was clearly more powerful than she could see. She could easily kill him, she could kill everyone in this god forsaken building. HYDRA had control over her mind. But not in the same way as they had mine. They beat her down, made her feel powerless, made her think wrong is right, and right is wrong. I have to get her out of here. The doctor made his way over to me “judging by your reaction, she made an imprint on you. Well, time to forget her!” he said, laughing malevolently. “no! You cant-” I was cut off by a blow to my temple. They dragged me to the Memory Suppressing Machine. A white hot pain ripped through me. I couldn’t remember the mission, but I could remember a girl. A sweet, young girl. I knew I should protect her. As far as they're concerned, I don’t remember a thing. “Желание. Семнадцать. Ржавый. Рассвет. Печь. Девять. Добросердечный. Возвращение на родину. Один. Товарный вагон” my trigger words.

let me know if you wanna be tagged in pt2

[freakurodani]

top 5 haikyuu moments !! (can be particular scenes or episodes or arcs) :D

OKAY!!! so i had to gather visuals for this one bc i have many feelings about this!! I went for scenes that no matter how many times i watch, they never lose their magic for me, no matter that i know theyre coming, it still takes my breath away and makes me roll around with delight, these most of these i feel like are probably pretty obvious ones, they were meant to be impactful but ough, if they dont tear me up in the best way

SO IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER

1.

I mean, what can i say??? what IS there to say?? theyve been teammates for a few weeks at this point, but hinata has given all his trust to kageyama and in turn, kageyama promised to use it to its full potential. its also a promise for their rivalry!! like, okay okay okay think about it, with the context we have with Kazuyo, kageyama has *already* decided that hinata is going to be his someone better! he sees it innately and he wants to draw it out of him, and he's, hes trying to be *hinatas* someone better too!! do u understand *shakes you* do u see what i mean!!! i mean, im sure u do, im definitely not the first person to go insane about this and ppl have probably also said it in a way thats smarter than me but just, ough

2.

its,,,, its,,, the acceptance of it all,,, i just think about how *alone* kageyama must have felt after his grandfather passed, we see and know that hes not good at connecting with people. hes bad at communicating and hes sensitive and he's scared of getting complacent. like, the all youth camp arc and atsumu calling him a goody-two-shoes is kageyama struggling with how he is changing, how hes trying to incorporate the influences he's gotten from his betters, and he cherishes it, but he's also felt like the advice he'd been given didn't also mesh with certain parts of himself. or, thats how i read into it, anyway. he tries so *hard* to be what ppl need him to be, and he's *so scared* of being rejected again. and this is hinata (and the rest of karasuno) telling him "HEY! we like you! we think you're smart and you dont have to shoulder connection all on your own! let us help you connect with us in a way where you feel comfy too :)" and then they talk about how they want communication! and it works!! and i just *rips into a pillow with my teeth*

3.

HINATA'S PERFECT RECEIVE!!!!! so the inarizaki match is probably my favorite?? there are so many good moments but *this?* you wanna see me go insane? do you want smth thatll make me tear up? every time!! its just!!! a beautiful culmination of all of hinatas hard work that he's put into during the year! its his change of mindset! its his growth!! he's fallen a level deeper in love with volleyball and ive fallen a level deeper in love with his character

4.

halo around the moon <3 Tsukki's block, his hard work, his character arc and development and everything is just *chefs kiss*. i remember the first time i watched the show, i,, *hated* tsukishima, and i think we definitely arent supposed to like him at first, but GOD does that turn around!! and this moment just feels so *earned* and *epic* and in the end HE STILL ISNT SATISFIED!!!!! he STILL wanted more!!! this point was worth 100 god fucking damn!!

5.

im talking about the inarizaki match again!! but this time with a focus on Tanaka, who kind of struggled with this match! he was in a low place during it, felt stagnated and lame. Tanaka, as a character, i would say is best characterized by his mental fortitude and stability, funny enough. He's wild, but i think part of his visual design lends that as his base (since he's often compared to buddhas/monks). But in this match, we get more depth, we see him falter and struggle! it takes more than just a slap to his cheeks to get better (tho tsukishima does point out that he gets out of his depression pretty fast) but like, tanaka uses meaningful cognition to break his rut, and its also just like, advice that I've seen used for stuff like any kind of creative block as well. The visual during the animation, he's climbing up the stairs, he's slowing down, he's coming face to face with a canyon, a plateau. He sees two options, give in, or push forward and he picks "the cooler" one, and struggles forward, forces himself ahead! and kageyama backs him up too, by not letting him back down, assuring him that his usefulness hasnt reached its end and AUGH I LOVE A TEAM YALL

okay thank u so much for the excuse to ramble about haikyuu moments that mean everything to me <33333

[starseungs]

the issue about the thesis was the greatest fuck in my college life tbh because first all everything was going great BEFORE the data gathering because i got 90++ grade from our prof which is really good since we did everything together and the proposal was to the highest level of success but everything went apart the moment napabayaan kami, imagine mo me and my friends did our research alone, we didn't know what to do so naghanap kami ng paraan tapos lagpas na sa expiration date defense namin so i almost failed tapos the dean didn't like it and 50-50 yung graduation ko 😭 pero thank God nagawan naman ng paraan and i still graduated with a high grade. and yes maroon school is top tier when it comes to acads, mas malaman yung majors mo compared sa minors. sadyang magkaka-problema ka lang talaga it's either with you or sa prof mo (i heard my prof is not teaching na sa maroon school and stayed sa blue school so ayon, forgot to thank him sa lahat) but yah

your majors won't be the ones who'll fuck you, the minor ones will 🤧 you will do great in college and of course magiging part ka ng dean's list!! YOUR BRAIN HELLO??? TOP TIER TOO here’s a piece of advice, your grades doesn’t matter that much i mean don’t stay sa grade na kontento ka, kunin mo yung grade na kaya mong kunin also, also make sure to have good credentials and backgrounds, the more u engage sa orgs. the better but manage your time. it’s like high school but busier, tiring, mental breaking and emotionally painful so expect a lot of paghihirap but no pressure ok? there are A LOT of times you can enjoy, 4 years of college ON CAMPUS, it will be a great experience too. kaso after grad. thats when life fucks you hard welcome to reality shit and other stuff but hey, you will be alright 🩷 been there, done that just enjoy okay?

HALA HUHU TAMA TALAGA SA MAGDDOWNHILL LAHAT PAG NAPABAYAAN KASI NAGANUN DIN AMIN KAYA MAGKAIBA YUNG DIRECTION NAMIN AT YUNG DIRECTION NA TINGIN NG RESEARCH ADVISER NAMIN NA PAPUNTA KAMI :((( pero im so happy it all worked out for us, and naitawid namin yung defense kahit na-gisa kami 🥲

and i'll take your advice to heart. actually may dalawa na din akong tinitingnan na orgs dito sa blue school d-city (yung isa is an arts and mass media focused org and from what ive seen, they make mvs, documentaries, broadcasts, etc // then the other one is the studenr government AHAHAHAHA wala lang, part din kasi ako ng studgov org sa shs) titingnan ko nalang what calls me 🤷‍♀️

hays lagi akong napapagod sa pag-aaral pero honestly parang di ko pa maimagine sarili ko magtrabaho 😭 hopefully may mahahanap ako na pays good enough kasi alam naman natin kinukulang sa job opportunities tong pinas :')))

[characteranalyst]

Thanks for the tag friend this seems like fun @fluidsoul31. I’m late sorry. But better late than never I guess.

Rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

I have a ridiculous amount of WIPS because my brain does this /very/ annoying thing where when I get an idea for a fic, I have maybe a 10 + hour window (on a good day) to drop what I’m doing put ass in chair and type it out from start to finish without any interruptions or else the idea will just go *poof* gone never to be seen or heard from again. And the only reason I even wrote and posted my last fic was that I blessedly got the idea on a Saturday morning.

So welcome to my graveyard of WIPS that are gathering dust in my Google docs because I got the idea like 5 minutes before I had to leave for work and the juice ran out by the time I got home and all that was left was maybe 7 or 8 paragraphs if I was lucky that I got to spit out before the inspiration flew away.

So let’s start with the Phayu/Rain WIPS -

1. NICE TO M(EAT) YOU a.k.a the Hannibal AU. Butcher! Phayu/Line cook! Rain

(I actually wrote a good chunk of this from Phayu’s POV before I realized it would have been better to start in Rain’s POV so it’s unfinished but technically planned out)

2. SIMON SAYS -

(Fem! Phayu Rain fic. I wrote this one for the sensory deprivation day for Kinktober and it’s like 95% done but I got in my head and thought it was shit so I didn’t post it.)

3. MONEY TO BLOW a.k.a the BL co stars AU but make it dead dove -

(HIGH KEY wish I had called into to work to write this one. I really loved this concept. But I only got to spit out about 6 paragraphs before work. )

4. CARN(IV)AL DESIRES a.k.a the Carnival meet cute fic.

(We are going to collectively ignore my cheesy title. I wrote basically the entirety of this meaning to post for Valentine’s Day but the dialogue was beating my ass so it’s unfinished.)

5. PHAYU.EXE - a.k.a the succubus/computer virus Phayu AU

(So another one I wish I had called in to write. It’s probably 3 paragraphs of actually story and 1000 + words of bare bones skeletal ideas)

6. UNTITLED PORN AU

(I had written this one for the piss day I think for Kinktober. I wrote a good amount of it before the characterization got a little fucky and I had no clue where I was going with it.)

7. SOME LIKE IT KNOT - a.k.a my first attempt at an a/b/o fic

(Another idea 5 minutes before work. But I actually wrote a good chunk of this and world builded a little before I realized I also had no clue where I was going with it. )

8. FUCK ME ONCE SHAME ON YOU - a.k.a Fem!Rain’s gay awakening

(Another Fem! Phayu Rain one. Sort a retelling of the code line meeting night. This is basically fully written but I don’t know I just didnt want to post it. It felt very ‘I’m projecting onto the blorbos and I do not want to be perceived so let’s not post this’. So yeah.)

I have more but I can’t be bothered rn to go rummaging around to look for any more.

So next up is a Ray/Sand Only Friends WIP

1. THE WISDOM TO KNOW THE DIFFERENCE a.k.a the Ray goes to AA meetings fic

I wrote this while the show was still airing so canon kinda made me give up on finishing it but I wrote a good bit.

And lastly my Killing Stalking WIP

1. MOTHER MAY I?

This is a canon divergence rewrite of chapters 8-9 of the manga. Didn’t finish it but a wrote a lot and it was fun to write something a little fucked up. The manga was /something/ and I was itching to rewrite some parts of those chapters:

Ok so I know I technically didn’t follow the rules because it said only the titles but I couldn’t help myself. Sue me. Send me and ask if any catch your eye.

And I have no clue who to tag so anyone that wants to participate can have at it.

[persimminwrites]

HELLO HELLO you are right the venn diagram of arcane enjoyer and alnst fan is a circle

anyway. how we feeling after round 7(it was over a month ago but i am still reeling)

OMG HELLLOOOOO HIIIIII

i am feeling so very many emotions oh my gOD i just learned about alnst yesterday and now it has truly taken over my entire brain like AHHHHH I've already rewatched all of the videos 4 times ajsjsjs!!!! and round 7..... round 7 i -

i will put the rest of my thoughts below since it's a lot !!!!!!

im just going to make a list lmaoooo

TILLLLL AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH NOOOOOOOOOO TILLLLLLL AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH <- really no words can describe my agony rn. the way that he died in mizi's lap smiling and the cut between him looking down at a smiling mizi to him looking up at a crying mizi HOW FUCKIN DARE U VIVINOS !!!!!!!

ive only read back ~7 months of community posts on vivinos channel so i feel like im still learning about the lore of the show but from what ive gathered luka has already won alien stage once. so do contestants just compete infinitely? or could a winner "retire"? im so curious about why he re-entered unless he had no other choice

speaking of luka, on the edge of my seat about him facing hyuna at the end and them just staring at each other. again i don't know if i have the entire timeline straight in my head but i know the accident with hyuna's brother happened while she was still in the garden with luka. did she leave immediately after? is this really the first time they're seeing each other since. i wonder how much of luka's actions are just motivated by pure survival or if he's trying to find a way to see hyuna again? his face was so devoid of expression in his shock seeing her which i think is so interesting since most of the time he's on screen he has some emotion "pasted on" for show so i thought it was so impactful when his expression was "blank" when he was probably faced with a tidal wave of emotions at seeing her again

hyuna and mizi.... my queens.... what is to become of you...... WHY ARE YOU SPECIAL GUESTS

also the heist? operation? what info were they getting? maybe contestant locations? a database of the human "pets" locations??? what was the point. and why did it need to happen during the final round. also why did hyuna try to stop mizi from leaving initially? is it because she was hurt I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS

ivan..... seeing you as a twisted memory in luka's face..... AAWHHHHHHHHGGHHHHHHHGGHH stab me in the fucking heart :'((((((

also my personal theory is that the huge screens with ivan on them weren't literally there but more a representation of how ivan's actions and his presence are looming over till. till was still reeling from what happened with mizi in round 6 (which btw most devastating thing that has ever happened to me is watching that video wtf) and then ivan who has been a constant by his side and someone whose actions seem to be endlessly confusing and incomprehensible to till (that's based on my interpretation of what ive seen and read) goes and does THAT in this essay i will -

in conclusion i am in pain and i am nowhere near gathering all of my thoughts on this. i am diving headfirst into fics for comfort and i have a need, an itch, to write something from ivan's perspective from the beginning through round 6 I'm really obsessed with him and his dynamic with sua, mizi and till LIKE AAHHHHHHHHHH

now i get to join everyone in the torment of waiting for what comes next and im so so SO very excited to see what's going to happen !!!!!!!

[rigginsstreet]

As a Buckleway shipper, tell me your thoughts om Robin's parents (if you have any distinct ones on how you imagine them) and them potentially meeting/interacting with Heather's parents whether they're aware their daughters are hooking up/dating or not.

i feel like because i didnt watch season 4 ive missed a lot of insight into robins character so any thoughts i have about her stem from season 3 which... gives us absolutely nothing in regards to anything person about her really (but also given who is writing this show i imagine season 4 doesnt do a whole lot either...)

but anyway, with that being said i have seen floated around before the idea of robins parents being hippies, or at least being a lot more laid back than the general hawkins parent, and i can get behind that.

in my head, they dont know robins gay, at least not officially since robin hasnt come out to them, but i do think itd be cute if robins stressing for so long about coming out to her parents only for them to be like "yes dear, your suspenders kind of gave you away...." or something stupid lmao

i dont imagine robins mom being a wallflower by any means and maybe she was a big feminist activist in her younger days (still is) so she does NOT like tom holloway or anything he stands for, neither does robins dad. janet theyre more cordial to because i have a longstanding belief that heathers mom is just constantly doped up on valium or whatever to keep her happy and makes her more pleasant to deal with

they would love heather so so much though! maybe at first theyre reluctant about robin dating her because theyre judging her family but once they meet her and spend time with her and see how happy she makes their daughter its basically "okay youre our daughter too now"

but joint family gatherings are soooo awkward whether or not heathers come out to her own parents yet. just the tension alone between robins mom and tom is enough to make everyone uncomfy

[floralovebot]

yeah i agree the tiktok community is really mean sometimes

i heard this fun fact about flora being a top student and joked about it a little on a fake jokey tecna flora beef video (the creator said it was a joke between them and their friend so it wasn't really editing beef) but the comment was met with so much... (no hate) reactions because i dared to jokingly say that "ive heard somewhere that flora is smarter than tecna, i wonder if they have beef over their personal learning styles"- which tbh i know sounds kind of silly It Was but someone- the first comment actually was like "you flora stans are always making things up istg" to which i reply "oh i just saw it in the winx power musical and i heard it somewhere :)" and they were like "thats not canon tho" and people were so quick to like defend tecna and lol all caps at my little comment because the very idea that flora and tecna (fictional characters) would have "beef over personal learning styles" when the point was inteligence is kinda subjective. i mean- flora is a botanist and observant like how she noticed the fern in helia's paper. she can revitalize forests as well with convergence magic/her own magic and can speak to nature. ofc tecna is smart too! i mean Super smart and a stratagist- combative skills are great, and knows so much about technology and tecnomagic. but in a different way that Alfea might not value or specialize with their classes (it said she was above average student) it's also a flaw given that she "relies too much on logic" so I just joked that she ""might have beef"" with someone who works differently. (luckily they don't seem to Real beef in canon or said musical which makes me happy good for my stem fairies)

anyway one of the main issues about the drama on that site is like how much people care so much about scaling the characters to the point where it gets Very Opinonated and like ???? (especially Flora where there are two camps who see her as super weak and super strong where i think shes in the middle in s1-4) Often people seem to dislike the belief that Flora is stronger due to her powers being nature which is everywhere. Which I get too. But I'm in the camp that she is a very strong and capable character who the writers wrote her to be weaker alone with the Trix in season 1 because of her personality. but they tone this down we see her strength really grow in the next 3 seasons and she is seen holding her own against other foes. it makes sense because in season 1 most were new students and we see the evolution of her powers. from what I gather she is written to be on the same level as the other Winx in the Nickelodeon era (5-7) and world of winx for the most part, with that fight with her and Icy in 6 being a notable one. overall im not always a fan on how some of the writers handled the "emotional side" of flora, aisha, and musa in some scenes. especially in battle having their temper/emotional side being a slight "deterence" or a flaw. (ie Aisha and Valtor, Aisha and nemesis in wow, and her search for vengance in s4, Musa having the Pixie of manners which ig but I've never seen her as someone with "bad manners") in my opinon it might be better with Musa than the others. like rushing into it while for the others, notably stella and bloom- their emotions is their motivation and source of their power and energy where it is often the others "are more instinctive" sometimes or where they rely on too much on one idea like their ideology (Tecna and flora?? maybe) or they are throwing their caution out and diving in. yet stella and bloom are depicted as clearheaded in the story to me- as in it's not a main flaw for them. what do you think?

- the rankings can be intentionally or unintentionally mean spirited as well, if they think all of the fan transformation is pretty and drawn good there isnt so much like mean words but if like they have more mixed opinons you see people write things like "eww" you dont have to like it or have your strong dislike thats a point of critique but mind your words geez. dont need to say eww or like "do i need to say anything." (<worst offender to me) when when i would watch it to see your like geniune "design critiquing" about something from a artist or fandom you like. ngl it kind of takes me back to like old cringe videos when ppl would say these like out of pocket things and used the most intense language over art but not as much so as that sort of thing was so much more extreme and was like an abuse of like power with those people having so many followers. and it seems like they do not get permisson to repost the fan transformations as many artists want you to ask them their policy on sharing/resposting before doing so with credit.

i hope this sort of behavior from those old ragebaiting cringe videos where the fans go to harass artists doesn't resurface with winx fan artists, i dont think it will turn into that. i just find it odd and and kinda sad the intensity of the words being used by the tiktok population tbh. even if people have always been kinda hyperbolic(ish) online it's weird to see everything worded like that like "eww no" to a fan design you dont like? can be unintentionally demotivating and hurtful

response under cut since this is long!

the tecna vs flora thing is Wild !! flora is canonically a straight A student and consistently one of the best students at alfea. tecna is absolutely the Smart One but their specialities lie in different areas. tecna does Not know as much about plants, chemistry, or potion making. just like flora doesn't know as much about technology, engineering, or piloting. they have their individual strengths!! being that mad that someone acknowledges flora's canon intelligence or headcanons that they may have conflict over how they learn is so ? like,,, tecna canonically gets mad at flora's plants being everywhere and that's Part of flora's schooling,, it's not wild to say they may have small arguments from time to time!

and god yes the power scaling is SO bad!! first, who gives a fuck, all of the winx are canonically strong and powerful as shit, we don't need to have a fucking pissing contest about it. but second, it's literally canon that bloom is the strongest! that's not debatable! it's so funny to me when i see people say "oh well she's only the strongest because of the dragon's flame 🙄" like yeah... that's the point... that's part of the plot... Hello??? it's such a funny statement to me like imagine saying something like that about any of the other characters "well aisha is only a water fairy because she's the fairy of waves 🙄" "well sky is only royalty because he's a prince 🙄" like yes good job thank you for stating the obvious! it's so akjdhgk like yes bloom IS the strongest because of the dragon's flame! do you want a cookie for figuring that out alhjdglag

also the "official" ranking of who the strongest winx is changes every season! in the first season, tecna was the strongest. then it was stella. then it changed to flora. iginio changes his mind A Lot and it's often based on popularity and individual character arcs in the season. some tiktok teens have convinced themselves that the whole "flora is the second strongest" thing was Made Up by flora stans just because they don't have five minutes to google it themselves ahdla they also think iginio only said that because flora is his favorite even though he's said multiple times that musa is his favorite winx but yknow! whatever!

i've noticed they also only consider offensive attack magic when considering the power levels,,, like the reasoning anti flora fans have for her being the weakest is just that she uses a lot of defensive magic alkdghl like yeah that's part of her personality? she doesn't like to hurt people, even the trix. it's literally a "flaw" that she has that the winx call her out on because she ends up getting hurt because she refuses to hurt the villains. like,, her being more peaceful is Not an indication of her power level but okay! tecna also uses a lot of defensive spells but no one says anything about her aldhgl like wow they all have different fighting styles! what a surprise!

ALSO YES ohmygod the first time i saw a tiktok rating a fan transformation?? i kid you not, i literally gasped out loud. the fucking rudeness??? i think tiktok fans have this issue where they literally do not humanize other winx fans, especially the artists, so they think it's perfectly okay to not only repost their art but also criticize it. i've actually seen a lot of that kind of art discourse on tiktok where people think "oh if you post it online it's basically up for grabs and anyone can shit on it". like,,, no,,,,, it's literally just common decency to not criticize someone's personal art?? unless they're very explicitly asking for it, you don't get to do that??? and everyone in the comments was Also bashing these poor artists and it's like??? did no one teach you people manners????? it's absolutely not the same thing as criticizing the canon transformations and it's actually so upsetting that these kids think it's okay.

[n-x-black]

sm caveats :

idk anything abt what im doing ive never built an app before and only modded one literally today

idk if this is against tumblr tos and also dont care but if u do then . look at that

idk if this will work on any device . idk if it worked for Me , idk if it will work for u

idk if this Works i just havent seen live at all today, but also even before i did this i never had to snooze it - it just showed up and removed itself from my home bar randomly anyway, and was extremely infrequent on my dash besides , which is why im not 100 percent sure it did anything . im like 70 percent sure but also im usually wrong about things

i just wanna infodump abt this becus it was fun and cool

anyway this is um . how to remove tumblr live (maybe . unclear . not promised)

u will need :

android device . have tumblr installed

back up anything and everything on ur device , esp stuff ud die over losing . and back it up again . nothing should break at all rly , but if it does , i warned u

install luckypatcher and follow all the directions and whatever . if u dont want to install apks like this or trust it at all , ur journey ends here . if smth on ur phone breaks - it didnt on mine and shouldnt - be prepared 2 take responsibility 4 that . (its like messing with control panel or CMD on a pc, if ur not sure what ur doing or dont know how to fix it if something breaks or arent prepared 2 just deal with it , then dont start in the first place . u should always keep a backup of ur data anyway tho tbh , modding or not . factory resetting fixes most issues )

gather ur will 2 take responsibility for whether this is a win or a loss

preparation complete

once ur done with that , heres where we get into murky territory because i was literally just fucking around . u should see a list of ur apps when alls said and done - search tumblr and tap it . i think what removed tumblr live was "apk with changed permissions and activities", but what i did was : apk with multi patch > check "remove ads" "support patch for inapp and lvl emulation" and "apk with changed permissions and activities" > rebuild the app .

on the next screen, uncheck "remove links" and "offline patch"

u can ignore this if u want , i wasnt able to like use this to trick tumblr into thinking i paid , but maybe u can idk

heres where the juicy shit is . i literally disabled anything that had "ad" in it, but i believe the meat of the tumblr live stuff is anything with "io.wondrous" or "live" in it . i also disabled a whole bunch of other stuff like the shops - only the links at the top of the settings menu are still there for me, but they dont go anywhere . idk how to disable ui elememts like that </3 figuring it out

heres all the stuff i disabled . no hiccups with the regular like-reblog-view-blog cycle , ofc the stuff disabled here doesnt work . tumblr butchered the quality of the long sc, just save it n look at it in ur gallery

anyway once uve disabled all that and whatever else looked fishy or whatever, "rebuild the app" . wait for it to finish .

choose uninstall and reinstall . old tumblr byebye

thats abt it . i did a whole bunch of weird tapping around idr but this should be what did it . if it removed live for u cool !! if it didnt im sosorry </3 jfjfjdjdj

[thoughtsbeewild]

hmm. i think its because of Kill tony comedian comment that escalated this. If you know comedians thier jokes can be offensive or defensive to a particular audience- which makes sense that the end result will blow back from the demoncrat providing more hatred/division to USA

I mean bumbling mumbling Sleepy Biden has his whole hatred of the orange man, that will never change his mindset . Or as orange was saying to his crowd "forgiveness of What Biden said". My first thought damn orange used his leadership skills to tone it down, good fucking job. In reality, these two old men will not get along period. Just like marriage, a relationships with families, loved ones, etc...

The other side is just full of lies and full of shit. thier campaign is definitely directed toward the hatred of the orange man, the list they speak about orange getting americans, its not true. That was actually them in 2020 election, they were to gather a list of all usa citizens who voted, rallied against them and take revenge. I remember it was Nancy pelosi agenda, she was fucking pissed at us..

LETS REWIND 4 YEARS BACK,,,take it back to 2020 refresher fast forward, they succeed, right with the masssive layoffs, toxic leadership, using DEI or the color of your skin in companies for promotion title change, inflation, high rent, homelessness, you got high crime, you have POWER OF MAINSTREAM MEDIA AND CELEBRITY WOKE PUPPETS UNDER YOUR POWER/CONTROL TO MESSAGE TO THIER BILLIONS OF FOLLOWERS TO HATE AMERICANS AGAINST EACHOTHER BECAUSE THEY DONT FOLLOW YOUR MORALE, YOUR PRINCIPLE, YOUR METHOD OF CHOICE, THAT MAKES OTHER SIDE BAD, THAT DEMONCRATS, BIDEN, KAMELA RESORT TO THIER LOWEST LEVEL TO DIVIDE UNITED STATES AND OTHER COUNTRIES. YET WHEN ORANGE GOT SHOT THEY SAID CONDOMN, DO NOT INCITE VIOLENCE, HERE YOU ARE SAYING HITLER, NAZI, ORANGE SUPPORTERS ARE TRASH, YOU ARE USING YOUR PUPPETS HUMAN VULNERABILITY AGAINST THEM WITH VIDEOS, CELEBRITY, WHOLE NINE. YOUR MAIN PURPOSE IS WE KNOW TAKE DOWN THE ORANGE MAN MAN..

Some comedians are not funny..I HAVE SEEN KILL TONY WITH SHANE and impersonator biden,,, TO BE HONEST THEY ARE NOT FUNNY AND OFFENSIVE..IVE SEEN BETTER COMEDIANS THAT CAN APPEAL TO ALL AUDIENCES WITHOUT ANYONE TAKING OFFENSE.

I ATTEMPTED TO WATCH JOE ROGAN, THE BOATS, THAT WAS NOT FUNNY AT ALL FOR SOME REASON. I I FELT THAT is not HIS GREATEST SKILL AND WHILE WATCHING LIKE YELLING AT THE SCREEN WHY IS THIS MAN YELLING AS COMEDIAN, IT WAS A HARD TO WATCH HIS NETFLIX SHOW(BRUTAL), I MADE IT THROUGH..I THINK JOE ROGAN IS BETTER AS A PODCASTER or host at UFC match NOT COMEDIAN PER SE..

I did also attempt to watch kill Tony with Tucker Carlson, Jordan Peterson, Joe Rogan as guest, it was not funny. For the life of me, when tucker Carlson guest at kill Tony show he was laughing so hard on the show, which made no damn sense..Maybe I’m picky and selective of good comedians who can engage with all audiences of all personalities. That what you do in a leadership role, you work with all kinds right..

JUST LIKE SOME ACTORS ARE NOT GOOD IN CERTAIN GENRE WHICH THEY SHOULD STICK TO ACTION OR COMEDY..

I think bringing out Kill Tony at a repeat RNC show lol, was that a good choice? Maybe watch his shows first before putting someone in political scene...because you have look at bigger picture the entire audience, unfortunately on trump management that was not looked at ..oh well mistakes happen, shit happens, lesson learned right..

THATS ON ORANGE MANAGEMENT TEAM FOR THAT BLOW BACK, u should know better when putting a comedian in political fight to win the usa president..

[theodorobrejafmp]

7. Forefront Research - Artists from the Industry

Throughout the production process, my artistic views and workflow has been changed by researching other artists. Three of these artists who stood up, worked on characters and garments for games that have influenced my project, such as Diablo 4, Elden Ring and League of Legends.

The first artist is Anastasios Gionis, a creature and character modeler at Blizzard Entertainment. He is the senior artist who sculpted Lilith, the emblem antagonist of Diablo IV. I am impressed by the level of the detail he achieves in the characters. Working on a complex character such as Lilith, he shows his high skills in realistically sculpting multiple areas such as cloth, hard surface armour, anatomy and other props. All these things I tried to incorporate while working on my project.

Fig.1: Lilith Diablo IV by Anastasios Gionis

He also worked on other props from the cinematic, such as the skull. He made the 3D model, but as he says, his main focus was on achieving the realistic textures of the bone and blood. Throguhout my project, I have also tried to acheive realistic textures. Most of the feedback I received from other artists was also regarding my textures, as I tend to add too much noise.

Fig.2: Cinematic Skull by Anastasios Gionis

Besides DIablo IV, he also worked on other projects such as Astropulse. From this project, I was really inspired by his model of the female character who has crystals piercing her body. The level of detail and the realism of the textures inspired me to use such techniques in my future projects.

Fig.3: Astropulse Female by Anastasios Gionis

The second artist that really inspired me is Andrea Olovic. He is a freelancer 3D character and creature artist who worked on the Divine Beast Dancing Lion from the new Elden Ring Expansion. Elden Ring has one of the best character I have seen in the gaming industry, and it takes a lot of skill and dedication to achieve this level.

Fig.4: Lion Beast from Elden Ring by Andrea Olovic

He also sculpted characters for League of Legends cinematic such as Tryndamere and Kindread from Still Here cinematic. Besides his texturing and sculpting abilities, I also admire his versatility, having a range of projects from human characters, to animals and creatures.

Fig.5 Tryndamere from Still Here Cinematic by Andrea Olovic

I was also inspired by the work he did for Magic The Gathering, with the snake who guards the sword. I also chose him as he is one of the few artists I found to be freelancers and who worked on so many big projects. This shows that at a certain level, you don't have to settle at a certain studio, and u can still be successful working on different projects.

Fig.6: Snake In Tree from Magic The Gathering - Andrea Olovic

The third artist I looked at is Patrick Liow, a senior 3D artist at Passion Republic studio. He worked on many characters and garments of Diablo 4 such as the demons from the cinematic, and some cosmetic armours.

I am really impressed by the realism and detail he puts in all his creatures and armours. For one of my future project I will definitely try to replicate the cinematic demons, using his models as reference.

Fig.7: Cinematic Demon from Diablo IV by Patrick Liow

His armours show diversity, besides hard surfaced armour and cloth, he also uses nature elements which I believe really adds a new level to designs.

Fig.8: Diablo IV Druid Cosmetic Armour by Patrick Liow

What I really liked about Patrick's portfolio was the way he showcases his project. I haven't seen this stile of showcasing characters before. It shows all the technical steps, while also positioning them in a dynamic way to make the view of the character intriguing.

Fig.9: Diablo IV Warrior Cosmetic Armour by Patrick Liow

I believe all three are part of the forefront, as they managed to achieve an outstanding level of realism and quality with their projects. In addition, they worked on innovative games which are top tier in the current gaming industry.

Looking at their workflows and seeing their models in the production stage helped me get a reference of what quality I should achieve with my characters, as well as how to present them, in order to get a job within the industry.

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[mi4011uvinduratnakara]

Assessment 13 and 14 : Academic Research : Narrative development for biographies and the 2 Narratives

Why i chose Juny as an animator for my animation.

-His artstyle which is simple and very cartoony yet it doesnt feel as static as normal cartoons. His animations dont stay true to the physics which adds that exaggeration. I love the comedy he introduces and the relatability in most of his videos. His character designs are simple and memorable aswell. his way of doing blocky impact frames were really satisfying and unsual as normal impact frames r more highly detailed and most of the time only seen split seconds to around 3 or 4 seconds long.

It was very fun researching on Juny. I remember watching his videos back then 2 years ago and it was suprising that he finally got into mappa studios. The effort it takes was inspiring.

Research on Juny the animator (@JunyIsHere) .

**I have compromised the limited information available at hand as the life of Juny is very private and limited other than a few hints from his videos.**

above is the first animation he has posted in his youtube channel in 3 sep 2019.

Juny is a Canadian YouTuber. currently 19 years old at the time of making this research.

he is a cat person.

Juny stated in one of his videos when collaborating with RubberRoss that as a kid Juny was obedient and very matured.

above is a link listing the works he has done in the industry as a animator.

Juny hasn't publicised himself alot so the only way to identify him is his iconic character aswell as the yellow scarf. He loves anime and is a die hard (hardcore) weeb. Juny's animation skits explore various artsyles aswell as the use of different animation softwares. Very comedic and cartoony with use of very dynamic story telling. He was inspired to do these animation skits by dragon ball, one piece and other famous animes. He seem to love to use the colour red alot in his videos.

Most of the time the character in his videos looks either neutral, sarcastic or sleepy so maybe in real life he is a very tired person. Perhaps he works too hard or mabye just a sleepy person.He is definitely a short person as one of his shorts had him being made fun of for his height.

Above is one of my favourite shorts he has done. The dying pan. I would love to incorporate it into my animation as an prop item.

Through his collabs he has done with other youtubers, Juny is sort of silent but a comedian at the same time. Juny also wears a yellow cape in his final video before disappearing for two whole years.

above is the final video he does. The transition from his scarf to a cape can also mean that he has finally taken the step to dive into his new career.

Throughout the videos I've seen that juny explores and animates some of his traumas from his past self. height problems to social issues. ''Deep'' was one of the most dramatic shorts Ive seen as it makes the trauma very obvious.

from the information Ive gathered so far It seems like Juny is a bit of a mischievous child. In the collaborative podcasts he has been to, Juny somtimes talks about his tomfoolery he has done as a kid for example changing the sugar and salt bottle or how he almost dropped out of school.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1otIzrRXR50

his animations are very short but gets his comedic plots across easily. It is also understandable even though the pacing is quick.

from the research above ive concluded to add these aspects into the animation:

Juny and his past selves: to showcase coming of age aswell as his self development as an animator.

juny OC with yellow scarf: his iconic scarf has been with his character for almost 3 years now and it must mean alot to him.

The pan: the Dying pan was one of my favourite shorts and i am going to include it in the animation as an weapon or a showpiece in the setting.

The colour themes Juny used in his videos: So it feels like an animation that would represent Juny's iconic video colours.

Juny's friends: to show his upbringing aswell as the support he has gotten throughout his life so far.

His height: which i can represent through how big the setting around him is.

anime figurines of dragon ball, one piece, gundam : to show his interests aswell the fact he worked for once piece.

2 NARRATIVE STORYBOARDs.

the first narrative was meant to give his personal development after he picked up animating. it also shows his dedication and his traumas.

A shot of the bathroom from inside focusing on the exit door. Lights turn on, Juny comes inside and looks in the mirror. (Sleepy) After a few Interactions with the mirror (there r Easter eggs like Juny's pan featured in one of his videos) he sees himself as young Juny. After a face wash Juny leaves the bathroom. Enters his room (a yellow scarf on his table, pictures of Juny and his youtube friends hung up) . he goes to the wardrobe and opens it taking a yellow cape. He puts it on and goes to the mirror again. This time he sees Juny in his prime. A face of tranquillity and nostalgia. Camera cuts to black screen with a saying "Atlas, I have become". (Using the chaotic straight line style in his videos) Juny goes chaotic as he flashes back to his videos. A hand then reaches out and taps on Juny's shoulder and says "you are bound no more" suddenly glass break effect, Juny stands and exits the door as mappa studios waits for his presence.

2. This narrative was more of a focus on his character doing something very ''juny like'' to give the feeling of nostalgia, specially his scarf as it has been with him in his character for a long time until it changed into a cape in his final animation skit.

A scarf floats around in the wind and goes inside through the window of Juny's house, Juny's hand grabs the scarf and ties it around him, and then he grabs his cape from the wardrobe, camera shot of Juny's butt squeezing in boldness. Juny wears the cape around him, Juny then grabs the pan and starts decimating and starts beating his favourite anime characters one by one. Jumps on the last ones head. Camera shot of his legs landing on the ground. At a distant the mirror is in his path. Camera rotates around Juny and the mirror once. Top to bottom view of a staredown between mirror and Juny. Juny runs into the mirror and shatters the glass. (From here it's Juny's room) Juny breaks his ankle landing on the ground next to his bed and slams himself onto the ground. He wakes up and looks at his scarf. He smiles. He wears his cape and goes out of his room.

[giftorious]

2023.09.28

i had the most sensational dreme lastereve. i dont remember the sequential order of things. bare with me.

~

Aja and i were hanging outside with some black men in a city we were visiting. it was nighttime.

we were first in front of a convenient store then in front of a housing building.

we gathered tons of goodies from the store. Aja had a backpack.

there was a police shoot-out in front of the housing project and everyone scattered.

Aja and i took off and as i turned around, i realized that the cops were shooting at our group.

Aja fell into a deep, land divot but she wasnt hurt. she got up and i thought for us to hide.

i then looked around to see many more land divots ahead. i realized that they were geographical traps.

~

dreamjump

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i was paired with a white guy at an event where people show off their tiny creatures.

we were in a well lit, expansive room.

there were the cutest creatures Ive ever seen that i can not name. there were also tiny dogs.

we were to vote on the cutest creature and each presenter had a number.

a Mexican woman with the number 4 had a tiny dog. it wasnt the cutest creature, because there were beasts i had never seen before (think tiny flamingo), but she was drawn to me. she sensed i was in need.

she strong armed me into voting for her and also said a prayer over me. she essentially said this was the prayer she would say when she was in need. i remember she included her mother in the prayer.

it was time to vote and all the presenters and their creatures retired to the refreshment area where there were a bevy of the most glorious pizzas.

I dropped my dollar in the number 4 container as the Mexican lady glared at me. but i really wanted to look at all the other creatures again.

there was a white guy there who was performative and dropped on the ground while everyone crowded around. he flapped open his buttchecks through his black dress pants, basically asking folks to vote for him. i found it funny and dropped a paper note in between his cheeks. everyone rejoiced.

i went to my mom and dads house with the funny white guy. by then, it was nighttime. i was afraid to wake up my parents. we joked and i cant recall what else we did. I do remember we decided to leave and as i got my coat on by the door, we both looked at my bare feet as i slipped on each flat. i was quietly mortified but also proud of myself for not trying to hide my feet. he said nothing as he held my hand for balance. we walked out the door.

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dreamjump

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i was outside sitting by a large stone well. the nighttime air was still and atmosphere was placid. there was a human dressed the most magnificent white and black speckled owl. they were sitting by the well too. i couldnt see their entire face as the feather-like, fur coat enveloped their features. i did she that they were a black person. I then saw four white baby goats jump step-by-step down the interior of the well. and although that concerned me a bit, my attention was instantly drawn to another human who appeared dressed as an eagle. that person was Nene Leaks. she looked just as elegant and intricate as the owl person. the owl and eagle made their way towards the street for a duel. I watched from the well. the owl began to overpower the eagle and the decision was made. the owl won. Nene the eagle came back towards the well to straighten up her outfit and get herself together. i saw her spectacular, expensive brown and black fabrics up close. i remember a shawl was over her face.

stronger than ever (the internet remix)

raleigh ritchie

I was walking Meugeot yesterday and began to think that it's crazy what we have to live through. I have been through so much physical pain in such a short period of time. I feel resilient. I see power and strength circulating throughout in and around my human form. I am grateful to my maker.

Stay on the train.

The scenery will change.

Scooby-Doo and the Ghoul School (1988)

The Arab is certainly a nigger in France or he will be a Puerto Rican in New York or a Mexican in California.

- James Baldwin

Waking up to the sunrise and going outside has been medicine for me.

What's the call?

FREEDOM FOR ALL!

The role of the propogandist can be as important as that of the guerilla.

- Che Gueverra

Application of knowledge IS power.