#oh god. just a tiny small rant but like. sometimes i wanna draw things for a particularly cursed fandom
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#oh god. just a tiny small rant but like. sometimes i wanna draw things for a particularly cursed fandom#and its like no nonononono no. stop. i literally cannot hear that name without a full body cringe. y tf would#u still wanna draw that stuff??? but like when i was 1st getting into drawing anime it was the 1st fandom i really engaged with outside of#bleach. so i have SO much nostalgia for it. god but its so cursed. and like its silly and thr ways i engaged with it#were fun and silly but like even when i got into hs i had some awareness that hm something feels weird abt the set up of this show... like#the perspective here is kinda fucked. and now as an adult i am so horrified and fascinated by this weird monstrosity of a series. HOLY FUCK.#i bet is still have one of the manga editions at home. oh GOD. i hate it.#here ill say something thatll clue u in on what fandom im talking abt and if u kno u kno (derogatory)#sometimes when im watching the english dubs of other anime. ill hear a voice actor and be like. this voice. this voice is so familiar. why#am i hearing this voice talk with an italian accent? and then i am hit by a wave of revulsion#but then i think of all the terrible fanart i used to draw and im like oh it would b fun to redraw that. but noooo. stop. stop it. i hate u#the curse of nostalgia for a wretched piece of media#unrelated
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Honesty is the best policy! Talk to Q
10 votes to talk and 5 votes to leave him alone ,, looks like they’re talking >:)
tw: torture, anger, emotional distress, fighting / arguing (sort of?), angst
“Q?”
There’s a different tone to Sapnap’s voice when he sits down beside him: flinching from it, ashamed to have been caught like this, Quackity’s wings close around him more than ever, and with a choked noise, he tries to compose himself. “Hi,” he manages, voice wrecked, “this is— um, this is awkward. I didn’t— I didn’t mean for you to catch me like this. Sorry.”
“It’s okay,” Sapnap replies, and, very cautiously, threads a hand through the visible strands of hair peeking over the top of his wings. “I didn’t want you being upset alone. Do you… wanna talk about it?”
There’s that different tone of voice again. Quackity stiffens. Sapnap definitely knows something big is coming. “I don’t—” He begins, only to cut himself off sharply when his words tremble. “I should. I should talk about it, I need to— I wanna tell you before anyone else does. Or before you find out.”
Sapnap’s fingers still in his hair. “Only talk if you wanna,” he says, quietly, “can you pull your wings down? I wanna see your pretty face.”
Normally, the compliment would be enough to draw a string of teasing from him, as well as a flush. But Quackity only shifts his wings listlessly, revealing his tearstained face and red eyes. Sapnap’s face melts when he sees him, cupping his hands in his. Quackity could cry at the physical affection.
“I can’t even ask you not to be mad.” He sniffs, looking away in shame. “I can’t even— ‘Cause you will be, you’re going to be so fucking mad at me, Sapnap, you’re gonna— Fuck, fuck, I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry—”
“Hey, hey.” Shushes Sapnap, eyes creasing in concern. “You’re gonna send yourself into a panic attack, alright? Relax. It’s okay. Okay?”
It’s not. But Sapnap will realise this soon enough. Taking a sharp, desperate breath, Quackity tightens his hands in Sapnap’s, meeting his eyes for a fleeting desperate second. “It’s— It’s about Dream.”
The affect this has on Sapnap is instantaneous. Something shifts in his posture, and Sapnap shuffles a little closer on the bench, nerves passing over his face. “Is it about… You visiting him?” He probes, tentatively. “In prison, I mean?”
Quackity’s head jerks up. “You know?”
“I know you visited.” Sapnap glances around, furrowing his brow. “Chat told me. That’s all I know though, basically. …I figure they were lying about the whole Book Club thing, though.”
“Book Club…” Quackity cringes. That’s a cruel way to taunt him about what he’d actually done. “Um… yeah. Yeah, that was— sort of a lie. I-I mean, I did visit him— I did visit him for a book. Remember— Remember how he brought Tommy back to life?”
Sapnap frowns, curiously. “Yeah. With the… Oh. You wanted the Revive Book?”
It’s getting hard to breathe. Has the air always been this thin? Has his chest always been this tight? “That’s why I started visiting him,” he agrees, voice trembling, “Um— yeah. Yeah, I wanted the book. Badly. I… I really wanted that book, Sapnap.”
And something clicks behind his partner’s eyes, understanding dawning sharply and with no small amount of horror. “…Someone in Chat said it was like a life or death situation,” he replies, voice almost inaudible, and Quackity flinches at the sound, “they weren’t lying. Were they.”
And it all comes pouring out, with Quackity getting increasingly more distressed as he speaks. He talks of the early prison days, where he’d get his job done and leave and that was it — he talks of the way Dream had held against him, taunting him, defying him, attempting to fight his every move. He talks of the later days — how Dream had lost his fight, how the sessions would last longer and longer each time, sometimes spanning hours and hours, of how he was beginning to enjoy it. And then, through tears, Quackity speaks about Dream giving him the book.
The scene is so clear in his mind. Dream, lying still barely conscious on the floor. Scrawling the words down painstakingly, struggling with every letter. Quackity stooping to pick up the book, a soft finally leaving his lips — a condescending good fuckin’ dog, Dream following not long after. He talks about rushing back to Las Nevadas to translate it. He talks about heading back the next day to torture Dream because some of it was too hard to translate. He talks about heading back the day after that to torture Dream because—
“—I liked it.” The words rip themselves from his throat, weak and horrified. “I liked hurting him, I liked— I liked the power, I liked how it made me feel. And at the time I didn’t regret it one bit. And then— Then, when he escaped, I was so, so fuckin’ scared he would tell people, so I ordered the nuke strike, and…”
His voice trails into nothingness. All of a sudden, his words fail him, leave him run dry. It’s impossible to look at Sapnap’s face, nevermind meet his eyes, so Quackity has no idea what he’s thinking or what his face is doing. It’s too terrifying to think about. There’s so many more things he wants to say, so many apologies, excuses — but they all fail him when he needs them most.
Sapnap doesn’t speak. He’d pulled their hands apart at some point during the rant, and they sit clenched in his lap, spine rigid, muscles tense, but other than that, he’s completely motionless, wordless.
Eventually, Quackity can’t take it. “Say something. Please.”
“…I’m gonna pack my inventory,” Sapnap says, very slowly, “and I’m going for the day. I don’t trust myself around you right now.”
As he gets up, Quackity feels like he’s tiny, eyes widening with the terror of being left with his own thoughts. “You’re— You’re leaving?”
“You want me to stay? After that?”
“I,” Quackity says weakly, but only stammers, “I want— I didn’t want this to change— us. I didn’t want—”
“You should have thought about that before you tortured my brother.” When Sapnap spins around, his eyes are glowing — it’s been a while since he’d lost control of his fire abilities, and it’s frightening to see him so close to doing so now. “God fucking damn it. God fucking damn it, Quackity.”
Quackity. Not Q. Quackity feels like he’s falling apart. “Will you— You’re coming back?”
“If this was permanent, I’d have made you leave instead,” Sapnap snaps, and buries his head in his hands for a moment. When he looks back up, the flames are gone, and in their place is sorrow. “I need space. Jesus Christ. Just— Go inside, Q. I need time to process this or whatever— and so do you. Just go inside, calm yourself down— Fuck. Dream, fuck.”
Quackity doesn’t respond to him. He doesn’t cry out for him to come back or yell after him or try to apologise — he doesn’t even say anything when Sapnap storms to the stable and rides past him on his horse Blaze, going at a reckless speed. Instead, he sinks back onto the bench and stares ahead, blankly. He doesn’t think he’d have the ability to get to his feet if he’d tried.
It could have gone worse, his mind tells him softly, but all he can focus on is the horror in Sapnap’s eyes, and the absence of another hand in his. Twisting the wedding band round on his finger, Quackity slumps back, and wonders if Sapnap will ever forgive him.
#> daisy lore: writing#> ask the lore kids#tw anger#tw torture#tw emotional distress#tw arguing#tw angst
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WHO is Santi and WHERE is his face?
i am LIVING for your warm & colorful posts right now!! your editing is so amazing and it brightens my day everytime i see a new post of yours *.*
THANK YOU!!!! <3 i am so happy/relieved to be using warm colors once more, i feel like myself again. don’t get me wrong, i do like evoking different moods, but sometimes (a lot of the time, especially with santi) too much is too much. today’s posts were HOPEfully my last emo edits..............for now
LOL I actually made a comment about Fiona naming a cat/dog (once Pets comes out) Rodrigo. I'll go back underground now haha (still a great story, cant wait to read more) -Runaway NONY
OH I DIDN’T EVEN SEE THAT wtf. either tumblr ate it or i accidentally scrolled past it i’m sorry. i always enjoy seeing messages from anons who return to my inbox! but lmAO that’s a good idea. i actually met the most perfect dog today and now i know the breed and name of dog santi needs immediately
Hii! If you dont mind me askin, how do you edit your darker screenshots? I always end up making them too light or too dark to see a thing :( Thank you!
hmmm idk what to tell you about making them too light or too dark, because that’s a very specific thing that really depends on the picture. BUT i know that the dodge tool is my bff for brightening up dark pictures while still retaining some of the darker elements you want in them (aversely, the burn tool will help darken parts), messing with the exposure can also really help, coloring can also help too, selective color is my bff especially with blue shadows and orangey skin...this is kind of a broad answer, i’m sorry, but if you needed help with something specific, let me know!
I remember you answered an ask and said you drew tears when you edit right? Is there a reason you don't use CC tears?
i answered this like two weeks ago but i can’t find it so whateveR i’ve used cc tears a few times but there’s only like three of those in existence and my characters have cried a LOT. i feel like it would be kinda weird if they had the same tears every time. also there are just some variations that i like to customize myself by drawing, like sometimes they’ll be full on sobbing, sometimes just one single tear...it just depends on the situation, that’s why i draw ‘em.
Santi is my favorite Harvest Moon character.
idk shit about harvest moon so idk how to respond to this :[ here’s a small picture of michael cera with a cactus
Would you recommend buying a macbook for playing sims?
if a macbook is what you already have, then yeah, i’d say it suffices without many problems. if you’re specifically going out and buying a computer with the knowledge that you’ll be playing sims on it, then mmmmmm i’d probably say no...but it also depends on if you’re like gonna get REALLY into storytelling and cc n shit or if it’s just casual gameplay with a mods folder that’s like 5 gb or less...if it’s the latter i think it should also be fine. but yeah it just depends on what kind of gaming you’re planning on doing.
How can I read your story from the beginning? Is there a link or something? I keep seeing it on my feet and it looks so great!
thank you! there’s a button at the top of my page that says “story directory” but if you’re on mobile you can just go here or copy this link: http://femmesim.tumblr.com/tagged/story/chrono
I've talked to u like once before and I'm to shy to talk to u again... Why am I like fish?
This**
we are all like fish if you really think about it lmao but really just reach out my dude! if we talked once then y’know you already broke the ice so just go for it!! i am here and ready to talk about all the things under the sun
Do you use Topaz Clean?
yep
hi hello so maybe I am just a blind bean but may I ask how in god's name do you get your images to be so crisp? I have everything set up, but it seems as if when I do my thing in Photoshop, everything turns out lookin like a blobfish. I'm not sure if you use another person's topaz settings or if you have your own. Thank you so much if you do respond bc I was too much of a wuss to message you *cries in Spanish*
OMG well it’s mostly just resizing, smart sharpening, and most importantly topaz clean (see above) that makes them so crisp. i also use the sharpen tool on sims’ faces, and the smudge tool when something is particularly pixelated or whatever. everything i do is listed in here! UR NOT A WUSS *hugs you in spanish*
youre my inspiration to be a better writer. I know i'm good and giving characters depth and backgrounds and coming up with a rough story idea. but i rush things and i'm not great at putting it into a good story so ya. My story on simblr started out as casual gameplay but i wanted it to be more and i'm trying to get better @ everything
OMG ;_________; it sounds like you are a good writer already, and it’s awesome that you recognize your strengths while also acknowledging that you need to work on some things as well. i try to do the same and i think that’s what keeps me level headed. it sounds like you just need to dedicate some time to planning, that way you start to realize all the nuances of your story that come together to flesh out that initial rough idea. you seem to have a positive attitude, so that’s great!! you’re already getting better and better, i know it <3
now Santi's song is Post Malone - Congratulations
OMF LMAO u sent this when santi finally got to mexico and it’s fitting
sos i was listening to the song fight song by rachel platten when i saw the photoset of santi making it to mexico and now i can't stop ugly crying please make it stop
omG i see it TAKE BACK UR LIFE SANTI U GOT THIS
This is so random but like, can I just say that you're so amazing like?? Why?? You're so sweet and funny and I love you very much ok
AKJSKJDFKJS THANK YOU THIS IS SO NICEEEE ;-; i try but a lot of the time i feel like a sarcastic asshole lmao thank u for thinking otherwise <3
Am I the only one who's like... really mad about pets being NPCs? I just feel like being able to control them was the best part. I don't really feel like the EP is worth it without them. Like, don't get me wrong, I understand that the team worked really hard on it, but I feel like they didn't do it as well as they could have.
hmm i’m kind of meh on that front because like on one hand i did like controlling pets and the novelty of the fact that you could just see their different interactions firsthand, but ultimately i think i’m okay with not controlling them because it makes it more realistic for me and honestly they’re probably more likely to take care of themselves a little bit more if they’re automated, because i’m just thinking about ts3 pets and how i literally had to make them go pee outside otherwise they’d pee in the house...even if they were well trained and stuff lmao. plus there might be a cheat or mod that lets you control them, like there was in ts2? so don’t lose hope yet.
hey your blog is AWESOME, i read through your stories in a day and am obsessed (kind of in love with gianni) ❤ what are some of your favorite ts4 blogs? i'm trying to find more awesome blogs to read through during my miserable journey of trying to get the game to work on my computer lol
heyo here’s some! thank you btw, and i hope your miserable journey ends soon :{
(I really need to get this off my chest) ok so my aunt is currently in a critical condition after having a kidney failure and she's in desperate need for a new one and I'm the only one in my family that's a match (so far) but I'm not allowed to donate bc I myself have severe health issues affecting my day to day life that would make it extremely dangerous for me to remove a kidney. I'm so fucking frustrated you don't understand like I just want to cry most of the time
first off i’m so sorry that this is even happening to you ;__; and you’re an amazing person for being willing to help out your aunt like that, so just know it isn’t your fault that you’re unable to. don’t guilt yourself for it okay? is there any other possible donor at all? i wanna know how this situation ends up. i really hope your aunt will be okay. just stay close to your family for support and don’t blame yourself.
how did you get photoshop for free? I'm trying to find a link that won't give me a virus, but I had no luck yet
the pirate bay is ur friend
Ok I gotta rant. GoT does NOT deserve the hype/amazing ratings. Like, sure the cinematography is pretty great and they have ok actors but the freaking script is so mediocre I actually think I could write a better one. Me. A 16 y/o tiny child. There are so much better shows out there! Hell, even Supernatural has a better script than GoT
whenever ppl agree with me about how much GoT sucks i grow stronger and stronger even the actors are iffy at this point. watching daenerys act is painful, jon snow is wooden as hell, it’s just bad. ur 16 yr old self has more potential than these writers tbh. it’s just completely mediocre; it started out as something great because it followed the same layered storytelling pattern as the books, but it’s diverged from that completely because the writers got too caught up in the hype. and you’re right, it doesn’t deserve that hype! omfdkjsgkj i’ve never watched supernatural but i haven’t heard good things. that’s a low bar
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