#setting bar low dont worry

[perpetualproductions]

I need to make some more Limoreau music posts. It's literally my thing to analyze music and build a whole scene around it.

So yeah... That might be a thing.

[llxferim]

Under Her Wing

a/n: very small, very bad, very not proof read and very OOC fic for yall while i work on something bigger.

(YALL NVM I FIXED MY ASKS SEND IN WHATEVER U WANTTT)

Pairings: Sevika x Fem!reader

Summary: You and Sevika are on a date, but some creep sets his eyes on you.

Warnings: prolly bad language i dont remember, creep, following, fem!reader, no pronouns used, no y/n used, dom!Sevika.

word count: prolly under 400

Ever since you started dating—and even before that—Sevika has always been protective of you. She was definitely not the type to let a random creep check you out, let alone try to talk to you.

At first, she would just give him a warning look, not paying much attention but still keeping him in sight. if he didn’t get the message then she would bring you in closer, resting her arm over your shoulders possessively. She liked showing people you were hers, and only hers.

When you finally noticed the creep, a wave of tension rippled through you, though you tried to hide it. Sevika, of course, noticed instantly.

“Ignore him” she murmured, her arm still resting on your shoulders. you lean into the warmth of her touch and take a big breath in an attempt to calm down.

“Want to get to the bar?” she asked, her voice soft. “Yeah, a drink would be great right now,” you responded, your voice still a little trembling despite your efforts to hide it.

You did your best to ignore the guy, but his footsteps were getting a little too close and Sevika was getting visibly pissed, her jaw clenched.

When you finally get to the bar her hand leaves your shoulder and slides down to your waist, pulling you in, “You go in, princess. I’m gonna take care of something.” she said, “You sure?” you asked with a concern, “mhmm” she hummed in response, “you go get us something to drink in the meantime, yeah?” she said before opening the door for you. you kissed her before heading in, catching a glimpse of the guy around the corner right before the door closed with a soft thud.

You already ordered the drinks and you were waiting for Sevika.

When the door finally swung open, you turned instinctively. There she was, her tall frame commanding attention even in the crowded space. Your eyes flicked to her metal arm, noticing the faint, dark stains before she covered it back up.

Your stomach flipped. Whatever happened out there wasn’t minor. But as her gaze met yours, her expression softened, that protective warmth you loved melting away your anxiety. She strode over, her steps measured and steady as if nothing had happened.

“Hey, baby,” she greeted, her voice low and soothing as if she hadn’t just been outside doing… well, something. She leaned down to press a kiss to your forehead before taking the drink you handed her.

“You okay?” you asked, trying to keep your voice steady despite the nervous flutter in your chest. You glanced at her arm again, then up at her face. “Your arm—”

“It’s fine,” she cut you off gently but firmly, taking a sip of her drink. “Nothing you need to worry about.”

“Sevika…” you started, but she leaned in closer, her free hand brushing against your cheek.

“I said it’s fine. He’s not going to bother you again.” Her tone was calm, but the edge in her words was unmistakable. She wasn’t one to sugarcoat things, but she was also trying not to alarm you.

You hesitated, torn between pressing her for answers and trusting that she had it under control. Finally, you nodded, leaning into her touch.

“Thank you,” you murmured, your voice barely audible over the noise of the bar.

Her lips curved into a small smirk. “Always.”

——

my thoughts while writing this fic😭

[8ttached]

"she's a real gem huh?"

pairings - (possessive) Fontaine x blk reader

warnings - (18+ smut, minors dni!!) not proof read, car sex (dont know if I would consider this as public sex since it's in an empty parking lot but you have been warned!!), aave, use of the n word, make-up sex

authors note - heyy I've been so caught up with other shit that i almost forgot about Tumblr but i finally whipped something up after weeks of writers block but i hope you guys enjoy!!!

word count - 946

(reblogs and comments are most definitely appreciated!! )

possessive Fontaine 

You always knew Fontaine was the possessive type. Not the loud “yells at anyone who stares at you” kind of possessive. But the “I know I'm lucky” possessive. The type to plant hickeys all over your neck for other niggas to see when they're talking to you. he gets a kick outta the ones who stare at them for too long

You were at the bar with yoyo and slick. Fontaine decided not to go since in his words “he got other shit to do.” your main plan was to stick together incase some weird shit happens but after a few drinks that plan was dropped. Yoyo was dancing while slick was god knows where and now you’re chopping it up with some nigga that claimed to “know you from way back.”

“Yeah, you haven't changed a bit! Same eyes as your mama” the older man said. You laughed nervously as you looked around the atmosphere. The guy began to compliment you again and again. Comments like “you look just like ya mama” and “you've gotten so grown” made your skin crawl.

You look at your phone checking the time, but you ended up seeing missed calls from Fontaine. not just one, but Multiple. You looked around looking for Yoyo and slick knowing that if Fontaine called multiple times, it was something serious. 

The older man's words suddenly turned into mumbles as you looked around seeing Slick and Yoyo nowhere in sight. You look down at your phone worried as you start to call Fontaine but something stops you. The older male said something as you weren't paying attention and a tall broad man stood behind you. 

“Yeah, she's a real gem huh?” he agreed.

The dark male's voice sent chills down your spine causing you to turn your shoulders, face to face with your boyfriend. Fontaine didn't say anything to you. His low-lidded eyes said more than enough. As you walked outside you remembered Slick and Yoyo were still in the club. Or so you thought.

“What about yoyo and-”

“They left.” 

Fontaine didn't look at you. His hands in his pockets, eye facing straight ahead, it all worried you. But what worried you most was Yoyo and Slick leaving you at the club knowing what could have happened. Especially with the weirdo you were talking to. 

You both get into his car. As you look down on your lap you feel a heavy shake from Fontaines side of the car. You smack your thick lips. “Damn nigga you ain't needa slam the door that hard.” but he didn't say anything, let alone look at you. He was giving you the cold shoulder. 

 “..taine” cold shoulder again. You sigh deeply. The car ride home was quiet

Fontaine set the car to park and took his key out the car. Before he could open the door you grab his shoulder. “Fuck you touching me for?’ he mumbles. “Fontaine it wasn't what it looked like” Your hand laid on his shoulder. “So you at the bar flirting to some older nigga wasn't what it looked like?” he turns to you, his grills shining as his nose turns up in irritation. “No, it wasn't! And you know I wouldn't do that shit to you” your voice cracked. You didn't want Fontaine to be worried about you. You were a big girl and you didn't need some hood nigga taking care of you, but you also didn't want him to think you were someone to share around. “Then what was it?”

 You ended up telling him everything that happened. From the plan, to the creepy comments. You made sure to lay everything onto the table. 

“Why didn't you say shit at the club?” he sighs looking straight at the driver's wheel as he sucked his teeth. “ ‘cus I know you taine and ion need that type of attention on me.” your eyes stuck at your dress. “That dress giving you every type of attention” Your boyfriend examines your short dress with a deep breath and hand rubbing his beard. He thought you looked jaw dropping but knowing Fontaine, he wasn't gonna let you see him fold so quickly, especially after what just happened. What’d you expect? He's stubborn. You smile, “Whatchu meannnn..” you laugh as you cross your hands, looking at him from the side. 

And like that, flirting quickly turned to fucking. 

Fontaine's rough hands groping your titties, ass, and hips time and time again. His name leaves your thick lips over and over again. the car windows steaming with warm breaths of ecstasy.

“Ion won't no other nigga looking at you” Fontaine groins. “ion care if yo ass was green, don't no nigga need to be laying they eye on what's mine.” you nod, too breathless, too caught up with with the feeling of Fontaine's hands rubbing that spot on your clit. ‘I'm all yours taine” you finally sigh. Your legs shaking as you finally came. But the rhythm of Fontaine's hips continued. His hands gripping your ass as his head lays back. 

“Fontaine, i cant..” you hold his arm. ‘I know baby i know, just relax mama m’kay?” you nod lightly laying yourself on his chest. Your warm breath on his neck. “Where you want it baby?” Fontaine's raspy voice asked. You were so fucked out of it, you couldn't let out coherent words. “In…side..” you moaned as Fontaine came inside you.

“You got it all on my dress!” you yelled out quietly as Fontaine grabbed the house keys. “That’ll show dem weird niggas ya already fucking with someone.” you notice his grin from the side which made you smile.

He really made you feel like a gem tonight. 

[ask-maxie-boy]

Goonion's Ghoul (Part 4)

Bruce does a little digging. This one's a little more serious, but dont worry, the shenanigains resume next chapter <3

Part 1 & 2 Part 3

The pool hall was fairly quiet tonight. It was a dim place who's customers were the only thing shadier than its corners. The smell of smoke lingered in the whole building, but the usual cloud that held over the room seemed to be gone.

The "No Smoking" sign on the door was new, and it seems like people were listening. Bruce fiddled with the stick match between his fingers - he wondered if it was going to be a problem.

"8 Ball, side pocket" Clack!

"Tch. Good game, whatever."

As the men and small crowd around them get their bet earnings, Bruce approached with a predatory grin. "Hey fellas, mind if I get in on a game?"

Most of the men seemed to be sizing him up, but one in particular (the one who won the last match) inhaled sharply. "Matches fuckin' Malone, I haven't seen you 'round here in a while! You sonofabitch, where ya been?"

'Matches Malone' pulls his titular match out from his teeth, and puts on an annoyed face. "Bah, deal went south, had to lay low for a while." Someone handed him a pool stick, prompting Bruce to nod and grab some pool chalk.

"I getcha. We can go a round, Matches. Loser buys a round at the bar for everyone."

"Jeez, I said I was just layin' low and thems are the stakes?" Matches' grin comes back, a gleam rolling along his aviator shades. "Guess I could use a free drink, so why not?"

The other guy rolls his eyes. "Well, aren't you confident. Promise that'll changes once the game starts."

The game gets set up quickly, and they let Malone break. He lines up his stick, but isn't too concerned about exactly how to hit this shot.

"Say," Bruce asks, "I heard there's a new way of gettin' some help around here. Any'a you know about it?" The cue ball slams into the triangle of other balls.

"Oh, you're askin' about the Goonion? You don't gotta beat around da bush. Even if you weren't in good company, there ain't no need to be hush about it." The 7 ball rolls into a corner pocket, a solid color sunk.

Its an easy shot to the 5, side pocket. "Wouldn't expect that from a big band 'a criminals," Bruce says, casually lining up the hit, "but I guess that's Gotham for ya. So, how do I get in contact?" *Clack!*

"There's a big place on 29th street, down by Proctor Ave." The 5 cleanly rolls into the next pocket. "They put up a big sign just yesterday, you cant miss it."

The next shot is a bit more tricky, trying to get the 3 without hitting the 10 in. "No shit? A big ol' sign that says 'Hey, a buncha lackeys here!' right out in the open?"

The other guy snorts. "I mean, the cops don't give a damn, and the criminals are already in on it. That just leaves the bats, but between you and me? I hear the robins are in on it."

Not only does Bruce miss the 3, he knocks the 10 in, closely followed by the cue itself. A scratch. "Well, now I know you're just fuckin' with me."

His opponent grabs the cue ball with a chuckle, and puts it just by the 12 for a clean corner pocket hit. "Like how you were with that last shot? Yeah, yeah, I'm messin' with you... kinda. There's a runnin' joke that the robins should be considered one of us."

Second stripe down, Bruce's eye twitches, hidden by his large sunglasses. "I don't see whats so funny about it, considering how many times we've had our ass handed to us on a black-n-blue platter by 'em."

Its a more difficult shot to hit the 9 in the side pocket, but the opponent aims anyway. "Yeah, Danny's got this big ol' thing about how Vigilantism's a crime and Batman's a crime lord. Ya kinda have to hear him say it, but damn if it isn't funny." He makes the shot, but the cue ball slides in the pocket with the 9, as Bruce bites back a grumble.

Its his chance to get back in the game, and clean it up. Bruce puts the ball on the table, and lines up a shot that should also get him in position for the next few. "Danny, eh? Whats his deal anyway? Everyone seems all buddy buddy with the guy, but I can't find out a thing about him. He some kinda "

The normal sound of a pool stick hitting the cue is clean, crisp, and short. A satisfying ricochet right to where it was aimed, sealing a calculated move into victory.

That is not the noise that echoes through the hall.

Instead, the stick bounces off of the cue strangely, shaking awkwardly as a much harsher CLACK! attacks everyone's ears, as the ball rolls slowly in the wrong direction, and hits nothing.

His opponent, and everyone with and without money on the game, look right at him. Some are giving dirty looks, some seem angry, others just discontent. A few look ready for a fight to break out, as the sudden tension ensnares him. He gets the feeling its not the bum shot they're upset about. "Uh... any chance I can try that hit again?" He asks sheepishly, analyzing exits, preparing for the brawl that might happen, and a cover story for how Matches got out of being attacked by this many people.

Bruce winces as his opponent places their hand on his shoulder, but doesn't strike back just yet. His opponent still seems tense, but not rearing back an attack. "Matches, you'se a good guy, so I'm gonna let you off easy on this one. But for 'da future, dont go askin' around about Danny. He doesn't like people poking into his business.”

The crowd seems to calm down a bit, but there's still a few bad looks being sent towards Bruce. He puts some hint of worry in his voice, dusting off his suit to sell the idea that that shook him up. “I.. I see. Caposh.”

His opponent goes back to the table, picking the cue off the table after Matches' bad hit. “...He's just a kid, Matches. Smart, kind,” he lines up his next shot on the 11, “I'd call him naive if he didn't prove he knew what he was doing.” A clean shot, into the side pocket.

“If you're goin' to the Goonion, you'll meet him and see.” Another easy shot, 13 into the corner. “He does good work. The Hood may have started the union, but Danny stoked the flames, kept us together when we wanted to fall apart.” A hard hit, the cue ball stopping dead as it strikes its target, knocked straight into the pocket. “He fought for us, went up against some of the most dangerous people in Gotham and told them to kneel.” Someone in the crowd murmurs, “Stronger together,” which has him roll his eyes. “Yeah yeah, we all did it, sure. But someone needed to face 'em down, and not only did he bite the bullet,” 14 ball, corner pocket, “he spat it right back out at 'em.”

“He got us dental!” Someone cheers, and most of the crew cheers with him, clinking beer bottles together.

“Point is, he's a good guy who does a good job, and the least we can do is stick our noses out of his business.” 15 ball, opposite corner. “We don't need him getting hurt because we couldn't do that.”

Something flickers in Bruce's eyes at that last comment, noting the slightly somber tone. “...he didn't ask you to stay away, did he?”

“He didn't need to. I told ya, you'll get it when you meet him.” He points out his last shot, “8-ball, corner,” and hangs over the table to aim his cue. “People like him don't usually stick around Gotham, and not by their own choice. If someone finds out you're the one who made him leave, whether you meant it or not...”

The 8 ball rolls cleanly into the pocket, a promise fulfilled. “You'll be lucky if you're found with a bullet to the head.”

An open secret. One that puts him in harms way if the details get out. Details people are purposefully avoiding, out of gratitude. Makes things difficult for him.

“...Well, a deal's a deal. A round on me, everyone!”

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[billsbabydoll]

“𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝓈ℴ 𝒸𝓊𝓉ℯ 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝓈𝓂𝒾𝓁ℯ.”

contains:PURE FLUFF<3

summary:after the comet awards me bill and the rest of his band head to an after-party, feeling overwhelmed needing a bit of privacy me and bill head outside for a cigarette and a couple of kisses.

WARNINGS:none really just smoking, party setting, anxiety, kissing, pet-names, teasing.

notes:OMGG people actually read my story yay tysmmm!!!

finally the award show was over with i could sense how bored the whole band was just waiting for the time to pass so we could just go to the after-party already.security soon ushered us outside directing us towards our limo as quickly as possible, we soon entered the vehicle and made our way to the club.

“you okay baby?” i whisper to bill noticing his anxious demeanor as he was looking down and picking at his nails.

“hm?” he suddenly looked up, looking over to me. “oh yeah yeah im okay j-just ready to party already!” he said with a nervous chuckle and smile i could tell he was just trying to play it cool, so i brushed it off for the time being and ultimately decided to let it go for the time being.

after a couple minutes of chatter and few glasses of champagne we arrived to the club where the after-party was being held, the security staff stepped out of the limo first and then we shortly followed behind making our way inside the club.the sound of loud bass pumping music, bright flashing lights, the smell of alcohol setting in as we sat down at our reserved lounge.

the other boys georg and gustav found their ways to the bars, and tom obviously found a girl to take back to the hotel for the night but who are were we to judge, as he says he just needs “love for one night.”

me and bill stayed behind seated together on the red leather couch his knee touching mine as it bounced up and down anxiously.i look up at him looking at his face, trying to read it carefully and figure out what possibly could be on his mind? bill wasnt the type to be nervous especially at a social event or public appearance, he hid it well when he was.

i reach my hand down softly stopping his leg from shaking to which he turned over to look at me, his glossy eyes and nervous expression just enough to tell me something was definitely wrong.

i leaned in closer my mouth close enough to his ear so he could hear me perfectly-

“are you alright, why are you shaking so much?”

“c-can we go outside please schatz (honey)?” he muttered.

“yeah of course lets go baby.”

i moved my hand away from his knee, placing it now into his hand our fingers quickly intertwining as we stood up and beginning to make our way through the crowd towards the back door of the club.

we opened the door, stepping out before closing it and sitting down on the concrete the warm autumn breeze now blowing in our hair.

he sighed deeply taking a deep breath of the fresh air his worries soon drifting off with the wind as he took in the moment, reaching down to his pocket pulling out his pack of cigarettes and lighter, placing a cigarette in his mouth and one in mine.lighting mine first before lighting his, sucking in the smoke before blowing it out.

“i dont know what happened to me back there- i guess i just got overwhelmed, i dont even fucking know..”he mumbled with a low chuckle, taking another drag out of his cigarette.

“baby why didnt you just say something we couldve just ditched the guys and headed to the hotel.this tight dress and heels are killing me by the way.”i joked giggling a bit, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips.taking a hit of my cigarette, sucking in the smoke breathing in a bit of it before then exhaling.

“well you know the guys..they wouldve called us lame for ditching and besides, du siehst in diesem klied zu schon aus um es einfach auszuziehen liebe.(you look too beautiful in this dress to just take it off love.)”he giggled back playfully, looking me up and down while flicking the ash off his cigarette, taking in my cheeky smile and the way my dress hugged my curves perfectly.

“ach halt den mund! (oh shut up).” i reply with a nervous laugh as i see the way hes looking at me with such admiration, i take another long drag out of my cigarette before dropping it on the ground, lighting it out with my heel.

i scoot closer my thigh now rubbing against his, my head resting on his shoulder, taking in his scent of cologne, hairspray, and obviously cigarettes.

he grinned brightly at the sight of me resting against his shoulder, he finally took in the last breath of his cigarette before dropping onto ground and lighting it out with his boot.he then looked back down at me, our eyes making contact our lips both turning into a content smile.

“your so cute when you smile baby.” he said just above a whisper as his eyes deeply looked into mine, seeing nothing but pure love and affection.

bill was the kind of guy who preferred theses typical cheesy and sweet moments he would give the world just to have a million moments like theses with me.

he leaned in picking my head up from his shoulder holding the sides of cheeks, before placing a delicate kiss upon my plump lips, i quickly leaned in as well reciprocating the kiss.

he then deepened the kiss gently slipping his tongue into my mouth, our tongues now dancing to a perfect rhythm, the kiss was sweet, slow, gentle, and utterly perfect.

it seemed as if it was an ultimate sign of our true love for one-another.

after a couple kisses we pulled away from each others lips, both looking into eachothers eyes lovingly, this was the most beautiful moment ever.

i rested the side of my cheek on his hand, kissing it before picking my head up from his hand and leaning in placing a gentle kiss upon on his nose, to which he gently chuckled and scrunched his nose.

“lets get outta here liebe (love).”

“yeah cmon.”

he stood up first reaching his hand out, helping me up before making our way back into the club, letting the boys know we were headed back to the hotel then made our way out of the club, getting ushered safely by security staff into our limo.

THE END

[proseka-headcanons]

OK SO ABOUT PJSK CAST AS GENERAL;

- So in pjsk, our children ofc have their own parents. Some are nice (godbless Ken Shiraishi), some are not the best but theyre trying, but some are just straight up fuckin assholes (looks at mafumom and harumichi).

- But well, not all parents are perfect are they? so all of pjsk's parents are assholes in some ways just bc. (yes even Ken is somewhat)

- Literally i'm only setting this up for angst

- Ok and like, half of the cast's parents dont approve of their children pursuing music or at least try to make them only do that as a side hustle yknow, instead of actually going pro.

- SO NOW THIS IS WHERE MY HEADCANON STARTS;

> The pjsk cast units all hold concerts/shows (except for n25, but sometimes they perform music live)

> None of the parents ever came to them (except people like Ken, since he's the only responsible adult in this game apparently, and thats a low bar considering who Ken is)

> maybe Minori's mother watched her perform on tv, or Mizuki's parents heard her commotion in their room making music, or smth like that.

> Look i dont read MMJ or L/N stories that much so maybe some of them have nice parents?? im writing this on a whim

> Anyway their parents either never goes or rarely goes, for one reason to another.

> But imagine their reactions, when they finally, finally, decided to make an appearance to their kids' concerts/shows/live;

Imagine Shinei Shinonome, watching his son, who he said cannot pursue music, up there on a live house stage, singing with so much emotions that Shinei can feel it himself. Imagine Harumichi, who goes just to see how "good" his failure of a son is, only to get a fuckin whiplash when he heard his son's powerful singing voice. Imagine Kohane's parents, who always worries about her doing street music at god knows where at ungodly hours, always telling her to just stop, only to gape when they witness Kohane, who used to be so timid, now singing with a voice so loud and so beautiful. And Ken Shiraishi grinning proudly at An and the others bc hey, at this point VBS is his kids.

Imagine Tsukasa's neglectful parents, who never goes to Tsukasa's shows in favor of Saki's concerts, decided to come bc Saki asked them, and can only watch as Tsukasa takes the fuckin stage, like the star he always talks about becoming, and then asked themselves, "what have we miased this past few years?". Imagine Emu's father who never have a very good relationship with his daughter, decided to come to like review WxS performance or smth, only to be surprised when he heard Emu's singing and dancing (Emu's siblings are proud af). Imagine Nene's parents who never thought much of their daughter, one day got an invitation from her, and when they came, they watch in awe as their daughter shows them the reason why she's called the Songstress. Imagine Rui's parents, who cares so deeply about him (i think?) but never goes to his shows, finally has time, and doesn't regret coming as they witness the amazing performance that their son directed.

Imagine Kanade's father, watching N25 live concert on youtube, and slowly, faintly, recalling a familiar soft voice within all the voices who resonates in the live (i think he lost his memories right??? i forgot what happened to Kanade's father). Imagine Mafumom, watching live of her daughter's singing, how much emotion, how heavy the lyrics are, and maybe, just maybe, she for the first time doubted herself a little. Imagine Shinei, who always doubted his daughter, having his jaw dropped bc not only the illustration of the live is gorgeous, his daughter's voice is so filled with emotions that he felt shivers, just like when he heard Akito sang for the first time in a live house. Imagine Mizuki's parentd, who never rlly cared of what Mizuki does as long as she's okay, decided to take a look at her live, only to have their jaws dropped because wow, their daughter's singing is amazing.

- I wanna make scenarios for MMJ and L/N too but i dont read much of their stories 😭

rlly the WxS and N25 also has a little bullshitting bc i dont read all of their stories either. the only scenario im sure would happened is VBS bc i practically read almost all of their event stories, plus the ones in the past that i missed.

- yeah i just want to see pjsk parents seeing how much their children grow and getting a whiplash from it. imagine them reacting to like, all 5 units holding one giant concert. and you can see the contrast, the difference between each unit's parts, but their melody resonates nonetheless.

- also i think i sent an ask about the Shinonomes headcanon but it hasnt been answered? idk if it went through, but i did ask if i can be an unofficial mod there, so once again, can i be unofficial mod Tsukasa? :3

SOBBIBG SCREAMING CRYINH. pjsk parents can suck it tbh but their room for redemption is soooo interesting to me.

[lanchang]

i see "hualian invented love" so often & every time im like these are the standards you're setting? either unattainably high (not all of us can be ghosties AND sculptors!!) or kind of a weird low bar depending on your point of view

trueeeeeeeeeeee yeah on the surface they have some interactions i really like and i do enjoy elements of the devotion and hc's ride or die nature can be charming when hes not being immature about it but theres not much underneath that it is just fantasy wish fulfillment and in that sense i really do get it like yeah it would be pretty awesome if a hot guy showed up and you liked hanging out with him and he already knew all the dark things about you that you were ashamed of but he loved you anyway and would defend you against anything. but also then you find out youre his entire reason for living and thinks you can do no wrong. and maybe youre like okay cool but also he doesnt really have anything else that he cares about so you never really feel like hes choosing you over anything else it kind of feels more like he has no choice at all..... and if you love him back i feel like eventually that would make you kind of sad like i wouldnt actually want that and in reality its a lot of pressure being someone's only or most significant relationship even if you really love them. also yeah they dont really ever develop or change theres a vague question of what hc's intentions are but xl isnt ever really worried about that and then they get together. its cute! but instead of them really going through anything together i feel like the backstory reveals take the place of any character development they go through because of each other. and yes hc actually does a lot because of xl but thats in the past and xl didnt know about any of it so idk its not very satisfying to me like oh it already happened.... and theres nothing from hc's point of view which could really have helped a lot. i guess it's nice that hc never loses faith and hope in xl but it might have been better if he did and then found it again. thats kind of what happens to xl and its way more interesting and its the heart of the story!!! yeah as a romance theyre fun and cute i do like them and i think they make sense in their context but there's a lot left to be desired

[limelocked]

im trying to like make the new dash usable and just... it dont

heres the main things im having trouble with in no particular order

there needs to be extra padding on top of the site, it feels claustrophobic without the buffer of the previous Top Dash

ad-free, domain, and store dont all need to have separate icons, just incorporate domain and ad-free into the store

settings are always the furthest down, idk if this is a rule but it feels very intuitive, same as account being at the top or at the bottom never in the middle

the icons are too small and more notably the text makes it very cluttered! you can have text for the store but other than the store and activity feed* the icons are generally the same as other sites and dont need explanations

*the activity feed also dont need text because its a tactile tab, as soon as notifications become a thing you have to worry about then you will click on the tab

the simple create a post button should be where the rest of the activity is, hiding it in the corner will do no good to anyone

this is a me specific problem but i have tumblr opened in a minimized window so i can use two tabs on the same screen and it feels crushing to be encapsulated on all sides by Stuff, let us navigate recommended blogs and the radar in the explore tab instead, it feels like that is where theyre supposed to be rather than on the main dash

personally i would love if search went back to the left hand side and maybe the sidebar thats replacing top bar went to the right side but those are minor issues

heres some other changes that i think would be good for the site in general

in the explore tab; dont default to Today, default to For You if you want to drive engagement, or trending, @staffs choice

rename Staffs Picks in the explore tab to Radar since they seem to be the same thing, staff doesnt have a great image so it might get more use in it if the dash name is used

like solitarelee said; it would be amazing to have custom dashs for different blog content, having a tab specifically for content from your followed tags is nice but having separate dashes can really be expanded on (and if you want to consider the option then this could be monetized as in you get 3-5 free custom dashes and then you pay per added dashboard, this should however be brought up to the users first because if the number is too low staff and automattic will simply be seen as evil)

PLEASE rename Manage to Labs or something, its much cooler and is more indicative of what you're getting from the tab as manage usually comes with Manage Settings, adding a beaker icon to the sidebar for labs content could even be a good idea to get people interested in it

i am begging on my hands and knees for staff to have a public dev log, please look at how the minecraft community eats up the mojang patch notes and understand that this would be good here too. warn us about upcoming changes like the dashboard update and treat us as costumers rather than shareholders, we dont want to solve an ARG to understand what you're going to do with our primary social site, we want to be told straight up whats happening so we can continue to make informed decisions about what we want to do with the site

something im surprised hasnt been done is tumblr adding an optional tutorial on how to use the site upon account creation, maybe it exists, maybe it doesnt, it should be optional and also the no tags warning should be able to be toggled in settings

[djxiao]

i was just happening to read your ayyo concept analysis and was reminded, did u know snsd tiffanys solo (ijwd <3) was also partially shot at the same pink motel?? i just found it a bit funny that sm returned later for another release

I think the repack was not well planned, but they still made one bcs they could tell ppl wanted it, so it was pushed out half hearted. Lets now set the bar reaaal low they thought. If ppl had given up and we skipped this release, waited until a real new concept (maybe a mini?) i wonder if we might have dodged this mess

idk.. i also think 127 needs another career evolution? like im not sure how or how to put it, but something...preferably outside the nct bubble. socially? with more of the ent industry or? hm i could keep going i just realized haha

i cant believe i didnt recognize the motel but i havent seen that mv in yearsss. ok just went back and watched it and i guess the only part i should have recognized from the ay-yo teasers is the empty pool but otherwise i dont think i would have realized without you telling me bc they mostly used different areas of the motel.

my memory is a bit fuzzy with the details of the repackage timeline but im pretty sure we were told a while ago that there would be a repackage so thats why everyone was expecting one (or maybe not, maybe we just assumed there would be one). i really dont know what kind of strategy they were going for with this awful repackage. but sm are no strangers to delays so i dont get why they couldnt have just delayed it a few more months if they needed more time.

the 127s DO need a career refresh. wayv and especially dream both feel fresh and interesting at the moment even with dream currently promoting a 90s cover song. their concepts feel distinctive and characteristic of their respective subunits and both have progressively evolved over time in a way that makes sense. 127's concept just feels stale :/ i think the 2 baddies concept photos were ALMOST THERE with the jack henry inspired photography especiallyyy his rosalía pics and rob pat pics for gq. i think they could have really pushed the visuals. i would LOVE to see 127 with a bit more edge to them. and instead of worrying about staying as pretty as possible. theyre already pretty they dont need to worry about that. i want to see them be INTERESTING and PUSH THE BOUNDARIES for whats the norm in kpop ok i have a vision. dpr ian is a wonderful example of what im talking about, though i would like to see 127 go with a bit more editorial/futuristic/luxury branding.

also look at some of the other pics from those shoots im obsessed

there are also some really great korean photographers too who have done really interesting work that i think would fit 127 like:

cho gi-seok, an icon. everyone knows cgs! and for a reason! i especially love their matrix inspired series it would be sooo good for 127 but their other futuristic/tech shoots are perfect for 127 too

pakbae is also great and while they focus more on fashion photography, they do occasionally work with idols for magazines. i love that they always throws a few interesting and unexpected images

go won tae has done plentyy of idol photoshoots that you would probably recognize.

less, aka kim taekyun, my tried and true. has also worked with a bunch of idols and with sm for superm and solo taemin and baekhyun concept photos in the past. i also love his editorial shoots but i'll just show some of the work he's done with sm. i think he could do something REALLY interesting if only sm would allow it

[the-fanfic-challange]

“Ya know me and you could work” “That will be 5.95”

Pairing-dean winchester x female presenting reader

fandom- supernatrual

authours note: this got hella de railed and cringey so you have been warned

not eddited

cw: cringe

written by: A

notes: Set pre season one 

It had be a long day on the road and i mean a long day it didn't help that he had just  had to drive through heavy rain so sam could go investigate something in some woods in the middle of nowhere off a highway like seriously man come on the whole ride  it sounded like the roof of the car was going to cave in and he didn't want that to happen to his beloved Chevrolet Impala also know as his baby as well as the roads begging to slippery to drive on couldn't have his baby crashing into a tree now he could he. Saying he loved his car was an understatement. Sam was making his way out o the car grabbing his gear and such as Dean was handing him something from the backseat bit before he could take his seat belt off to start getting his things read“I have t do this on my own”... bit fucking emo there sam but okay sam starts getting out of the car and shuts the door and through the open window he starts “just head to the motel…” as much as the two bickered dean did worry for his brother and sam clearly picked up on that and wanted to put his fears to rest “ill be back in the morning it but instead of waiting here can you get us booked into the motel i dont think this will be a one night thing…” sam continued as he almost forgot to tell him where he was going “the motel is on on the other side of town”its of redwood avenue basically the main road there's shops and there around it” sam starts making his way into the woods dean wanted to shout something like be careful because in times like these he really did care for his brother but he isn't open to get emotional that easy so instead he resorted to shouting at him “don't die bitch” dean started driving off one upside of sam begging gone? He could play good music finally as sam was gone as dean speed down the road ignoring the speed limit  and blasting “I'm am the tiger” he slowed down as he stopped into the small town and when i say slowed down i mean he was still going sixty in a school zone he pulled up into the motel and after getting checked into it he started unpacking things leaving bags on sams bed the motel room was not too shabby it had its own little coffee maker and a small fridge with nothing in it and a bathroom that surprisingly didn't look like you would need a tetanus shot after taking a shit so a real upgrade despite all the necessities begging in here and that he was running on two hours of sleep and should get some rest he decided no and to go hit up the local bar dean hopped in the car and started driving blasting “i'm on the highway to hell” and he drove past this coffee shop guaranteed it was very dark and he couldn't see much but from what he could make out the shop and a brick exterior with small wooden tables whith parasols lined up outside and windows decorated in the most beautiful flowers and ivy climbing up the walls and a chalk baord sign sitting out the front with menu items and such and a big sign hanging over the building ut was low visibility but he made an effort to read the sign “Bean There Drank That” he chuckled lightly at that oh god what had his humour came to sam had been warring him down little did he know walst he was taking in every detail of the coffee shop his brain went on auto pilot and he had parked outside the small shop why was he so invetsied in this shop? Well through the light up window he saw this girl standing there cleaning up and he was watching her very closely almost stalker like watching her 

You were packing up the store for the night eager to get home as yet again it was you stuck on shutdown shift yo were a bit of a night owl but still why was it always you you ah had two more people show up after closing time and you begging your humble self decided to let your fellow co-workers  leave early little did you know these customers were ordering a lot like what do they need fourteen cups of hot chocolate for and you swore if you heard that bell ring another time 

You heard the familiar chimes of the bell and as you were about to say you were closed “hey sorry for intruding can i get something to drink i promise it will be a quick order” you looked at the man in front of you and gods would you be a fool to say no to him he was a tall well built man with his hair styled slightly upwards wearing a leather jacket and a blue shirt underneath but on the other hand you really wanted to go home “please” he begged his voice had you melting who dose he think he is having you like this you made your way behind the counter and put on the best customer service voice could “hi what can i get for you today sir” you watched his eyes flick up to the menu god he was handsome but could he cant have you waiting here all night like this “eh ill have a large black coffee whith a double shot of espresso” you can here the smile in his voice hes smiling at you thai whole time you cant help but feel a light blush creep onto your face “emh” you clear your throat “that will be ready in about five minutes sir” you look around to see if you have left any seats out “ill just stand” “whats the name for the order” where you just asking that to find out his name so mabay fi he gave you his full name you could google him later? Mabay 

 he pauses“you do realise nobody else is in here.” wow he found that one funny hes laughing to himself “what if i made it and thought it was for me and drank it all?” wonder if he can handle the heat “you dont look like you could handle even a shot of espresso. That's personal “is that a challenge” dean did look frightened he laughs lightly “you have some fire to you dont you?” he likes this doesn't he  “mhm and whats the name mystery man” “dean”  “and how do you spell that” “do you not no basic spelling” laughing at his own jokes again now is he? “No i would spell it D-U-M-B-A-S-S wonder if you can even spell that” you snap back you really are enjoying this banter “D-E-A-N” “thank you” you said sarcastically you start making his order when he attempts to make some small talk with you 

“When do you usually close up at” 

“Around eight o'clock but since your here eleven”

“How long have you been working here” “A few years now” you laugh lightly “Just using it to pay of college” Then he He starts grilling you with most random questions 

“What's your favourite colour”

“Have you got any pets” 

“Is anyone else here” 

“Are you single”

“Why are you so pretty”

“Tell me why you would look amazing in my back seat” 

Some of those things are not like the others each question he asked you had a quick quip back for you really were not giving in and he was loving this he kept flirting with you since you were making his coffee you had your back to him he was driving you MAD when you finally turned back to face him and handed his coffee “that will be 5.95” he took a sip wlast rummaging around in his pockets for money “That tastes good but you know what will, taste better” you rent spying attention as you are fixing up his receipt  “You” “ that will be 5.95 please” “Ya know me and you could work”

“That will be 5.95” “wait hold on why is it more money then its says on that board” “because your annoying” he gave you a ten dollar bill “fine im letting you keep the change though” you handed him his receipt 

Dean felt a but discouraged he felt like he was getting something it wasn't until he looked down at the receipt 

Large black coffee 2x espresso 3.45 

Annoying fee 2.50

He had to blink a couple of times that was your phone number well mabay he was right 

[senanatheskenana]

Evermore (pt 2)

Aether hauled himself into the cart, gripping the reins of his horse tightly. He smiles brightly at his sister as she strokes the mare.

"Now what would you want me to bring you this time?" he's absolutely sure that he knows the answer.

"The same as the year before" she answers simply.

"And the year before that- and all the years before then too."

Paimon the horse neighs as if she understands, making the siblings giggle.

"I really dont want much... Just knowing that you got there safe is enough for me" she pats the mare's head, "You better head off, you don't want to be late right?"

He sighs and moves to spur the cart onwards but remembers something.

"Stay safe, lock the doors at night, oh and don't forget to feed the animals, and don't let anyone in that you don't know or like, and-"

"And remember to put out the fire at least six hours before cleaning out the ashes- yes I remember Aether, I can do these things on my own"

"I know you can. But I'm your big brother; worrying's what I do best," he shouts back to her as the cart begins to move across the gravel.

"Take care!"

~~~~

The sun had set seemingly out of nowhere for Aether. He found himself feeling as though they were going in circles. Every turn looked the same and even though he had ridden the path countless times it looked unrecognisable in the dark. He could just barely make out the outlines of the trees and even then he was not sure if he was going the right way.

A flash of lightning illuminates the path briefly and to Aether's dismay, he finds himself at a completely unknown fork in the road. Paimon seems spooked by the lightning but he pushes the horse onwards down the left turning, hoping to find some semblance of humanity. The horse does not seem thrilled but still Aether herds her forwards.

It is eerily silent in the forest, and all too dark for his or the horse's liking. Each snapping branch under-hoof seemed to make the mare jump in surprise and eventually, Aether grew accustomed to them.

Save for the crunch that came from behind the cart. He found his head whipping around to find the source of the noise. In the darkness, he sees three sets of yellow eyes. They watch him, low to the ground. Though he can't see the bodies to which the eyes belong, he knew what they were. With a sharp shake of the reins, the horse speeds down the trail. He hears the wolves howl behind and it spurs them on, Paimon galloping through the darkness like a bolt of white lightning.

That is until there was no way to go but back the way they came. An embankment was pressed against the horse's hind legs while the encroaching dogs stalked the front.  In a moment of panic, the horse rears and makes a swift turn back the way it came. Aether feels his grip on the reins slip before he slides out of the cart, falling onto the ground and tumbling down the other side of the embankment.

The dogs follow the larger target and he is left rolling down the steep hill. When he finally stops rolling, his head is still spinning but he sees an enormous, iron gate beside his head. It was overgrown and its stone walls seemed more roots than stone now. He clambers onto his knees and uses the bars to pull himself up, despite the pain he feels in his shoulder.

The gate creeks under his weight, swinging open unceremoniously. It's only then that he notices how cold he is. His face feels like ice on a midwinter night. He treads through the gateway and, faintly within the dark skyline, he can make out a huge castle. With newfound vigour, he trudges through the snow towards the courtyard.

When he gets to the double doors at the front of the building, he knocks loudly. However, the doors are displaced by the force of his fist, slowly parting to give him entry. Aether is sure he should not enter but the burning of his nose and the feral wind outside leaves him no choice but to hide away from the cold.  

He takes a good look around to fully gather his surroundings. Surely he would have noticed if this place was close by after so long. Just how far away had he wondered? He makes a note to ask the master of the house where they were once he found them.

The interior is grand: with marble flooring and golden accents on the doorway arches, deep blue carpet rolling down the hall through them. It is still dark but a trail of brass candelabras light the hallway just enough for him to see the colours of the home.

Aether is startled nearly out of his skin when he hears whispering voices. He snatches one of the candleholders up and waves it in front of him to illuminate the room a little better as he walks.

"Who- Who's there?" he shivers from the cold but mostly from the uncomfortable feeling he gets from the castle. He feels vaguely like he used to when he had done something as a child that he knew his parents would find out about.

"Hellooooo" a voice echoes through the hall again. He looks about the room in a skittish motion but still sees no one.

"Down here" the voice is giggling. Slowly he looks down, bracing himself for whatever he may find.

The candle holder looks up at him with a grin, flames burning in a new pattern.

"BOOOO" it shrieks.

Aether yelps and lets the thing drop to the floor. It clatters not without an exclamation of hurt from the magical candle. He hurriedly picks it back up and holds it close to his face.

"Now how do you work? Are you- are you robotic?" he questions more to himself.

"NO! Don't be silly. I'm Hu Tao, head of the servant quarters." The little candle explains as though it is only logical.

Another voice calls out, much lower and calmer.

"Perhaps you would be kind enough to place our friend back on the table where she belongs," it asks him very nicely.

He looks in the direction he believes the voice comes from. There is nothing but a large ornate clock on the table.

"Let me guess, you're the clock!" he chuckles at his joke.

"Yes that's right- though I do prefer to be called Zhongli" it huffs slightly and moves closer. Aether steps back, shocked, uncomprehending where he is.

The candelabra feels how cold he is with his tight grip on her, "Oh, sir, you're so cold! Methinks you should perhaps warm yourself by the fire," she tells him.

Aether shakes himself out of his stupor and nods. The lighting fixture hops out of his hold and hops, "Follow me, we'll get you toasty before you can say'hillychurl'." He doesn't know what a hillychurl is but he lets it be; the thing seemed to be uninspired by basic laws of logic anyway.

The clock seems hesitant. "Hu Tao, maybe we should act with more thought. What would Xiao say if he found someone in the castle?" he whispers to the candle.

"What the master knows won't kill him. Plus it's not as if it's some knight on a crusade. It's a lost traveller, and he'll be back on his way by morning- Xiao won't ever know he was here!"

Aether feels lighter after finding something to talk to, the castle seemed less daunting and even a little lighter (though that may be because of the candles lit atop Hu Tao's head).

He is led through the hallways into a large, well-lit room. There is a soft yellow glow from the fire that radiates throughout the whole area and it reminds him of the living space he shares with (Y/N) at home. This one is much grander and of course, is missing its most important component.

"Please do make yourself at home, sir! I'll send for some tea if you'd like. Are you hungry? Do you need a change of clothes? Are you-"

Zhongli shaps a clock hand over Hu Tao's mouth but she still talks into it as if it were not there. "My friend and I must have a private conversation very momentarily."

The two waddle and hop out of the room, and he's left in a comfy Wingback chair, staring into the fire.

He isn't sure exactly how long he is left there by himself. However, it certainly isn't very long before a wheeled cart creaks into view. It has two tiers. The top contained a cute yellow and red tea set while the bottom held its tiered plate of biscuits. He doesn't quite know how but the cart sidles right up beside him.

He sighs in awe at the whole idea of a place as absurd as this one. He moves to poke the teapot with his index finger.

"Oh I wouldn't do that, it's very hot and you might burn yourself!" the teapot jumps to life and scoots away to keep his fingers safe. He pulls back and yelps again.

"You talk too?" he squeals in confusion.

"Oooh oooh! I can talk too!" the small teacup jumps up from the saucer excitedly. "Look! Klee can talk too!"  Aether laughs a little at the absurdity of it. Never before had he seen anything close to this in his life.

"Hello, little one" he gently picks up the teacup to get a better look at it.  The teapot giggles a little before she begins to speak again, and Aether places what he assumes is her child back on the cart.

"Now, is it one spoon or two?" she pours tea from herself into a cup on a saucer and nudges it towards him. He takes it gladly, enjoying the warmth against his icy fingers.

"Thank you, miss. I lost my way during the night and ended up here; I'm sorry to cause any inconvenience." he pauses, thinking. "Could you possibly tell me where in Teyvat I am?"

"Oh now don't you worry about convenience, boy, it's fine with us- it's been so long since we've had visitors. We'll get you settled, and then you'll be back on your way." she doesn't get a chance to tell him their whereabouts.

A great roar echoes through the castle making doors slam shut. Aether hopes that it was wind but a sickening feeling in his stomach told him otherwise. The candles are put out from the gust and the fire flickers into embers. Suddenly the room is just as cold as the snow outside. The teapot shakes and the tea cup hides behind her. Aether too finds himself shaking in his boots.

The wood creaks as the door once again slams open. Through the darkness, he can make out the figure of a huge, monstrous bird. It steps its clawed foot through the door and looks right at him, bright gold eyes glinting fiercely in anger.

"You are trespassing." the bird speaks sternly, "First you enter my grounds without permission and then you enter my home and now you badger my staff at your whim." the bird's voice stays lever but Aether feels that with each word it is becoming increasingly hostile.

Aether shrunk back in the seat, eyes watering at the creature that towered over him in the dark.

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't know-"

"YOU DID NOT KNOW THAT TRESPASSING WAS A CRIME" the beast growls loudly. Aether swears he could see a gust of wind flood out of its beak.

It lunges towards him and pulls him from the chair by the back of his shirt, pulling him away with a force he had never encountered before. Aether lets out a yelp of surprise and thrashes in the creature's beak.

"Alatus- no please, calm down!" the clock attempts to reason with the furious animal but, still, it heaves the boy through the halls towards the stairwell. In a flurry of movements, they are ascending the steps and Aether is thrown against the stone wall of a cold cell- infinitely darker and colder than he had felt outside.

~~~

Next chapter is obviously when things get ‘Xiaoy’ if you will. This is a slow burn right now but it’ll speed up a little bit later.

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@fellowosworld

[iovetecchou]

Aight- get ready

Jouno: It’s dark in here Tecchou: Don’t worry dude I got this Tecchou: *Stomps their feet* Tecchou: *Skechers light up*

Jouno: I learned some very valuable lessons from this. Tecchou: I’m guessing they are all horrible distortions on the lessons you actually should’ve taken away. Jouno: Death isn’t real, and I’m basically God.

Jouno: Don’t worry, I have a few knives up my sleeve. Tecchou: I think you mean cards. Jouno, pulling knives out of their sleeves: No, I do not.

Jouno: I am not out of control! I'm a law abiding citizen!  Tecchou: Really? Name one law  Jouno: Don't kill people?  Tecchou: That's on me. I set the bar too low

Jouno: WHAT’S YOUR TYPE  Tecchou: Anything, honestly, but nerds especially  Jouno, desperately, as Tecchou bleeds out: YOUR BLOOD TYPE Tecchou: Oh! B positive.  Jouno: DONT TRY TO CHEER ME UP JUST TELL ME YOUR BLOOD TYPE  Tecchou:

Jouno: What are your goals? Tecchou: To pet all the dogs. Jouno: No, fitness goals. Tecchou: To be able to run fast enough to pet all the dogs.

Jouno: What’s up guys? I’m back. Tecchou: What the- you can’t be here. You’re dead. I literally saw you die. Jouno: Death is a social construct.

Jouno: Is something burning? Tecchou: Just my love for you. Jouno: Tecchou, the toaster is on fire

Jouno: I can explain. Tecchou: Can you? Jouno: If you give me thirty seconds to think of a lie.

Jouno: Tecchou... Why did you draw a pentagram on the floor? Tecchou: Your text told me to satanize the house before you returned. Jouno: Jouno: I wrote sanitize, Tecchou

Jouno: Tecchou was banned from the chicken shack, so we had to go out of town to get some. Tecchou: Well, they shouldn’t say “all you can eat” if they don’t mean it. Jouno: Tecchou, you ate a chair.

Jouno: You kill people for money?! Tecchou: I can explain! Jouno: And all this time I’ve been doing it for free like a chump!

okay im done

THESE MADE ME LAUGH THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SHARING REN!! the “B positive” one was my personal favorite (:

[your-local-uwu-artist]

okay so i got another video essay idea BUT I SWEAR T H I S TIME i think ill manage to complete the script (yes thats what i say everyt ime fnsdjkafl) anyway

if youd like to hear more its under the cut (kirby related btw uwu)

warning its all very ramble-y

setting the bar low and keeping the tone more so to just discussing something i like so i dont get to ambitious with the analysis

so a while back i read this awesome poggers fanfic called "being a knight is easy (and so is pretending to be one) by @/azzie-tangerine

its REALLY GOOD

and ive already had plans for a potential series discussing completed novel length fanfics so it could be snazzy!!

most notably though sense its written work thatll help me to not go crazy ambitous with the anaylsis: i ussually just have SO many thoughts that its hard to write down, so im hoping that covering a written work instead of something with a visual element, will help my thoughts to be more manageable sense like, i dont have as many of those entire essays over itty bitty details stuck in my head sense i dont have as much of a grasp on the itty bitty details of the written word

like bassically, because im less savy with written work my brain wont go so absolutely primal artist instinct mode feral lmaofnsdjkalfhdsk

anyway, ill want to go over all the art and fanart the author has done and recieved and maaaaybe if i gain the confidence see if i could talk to/interview the author?? (i had the confidence to compliment them on anon but that was it nfdskja )

gsoh this post is so un structured

uuhhhh heres a link to the fic

Being a Knight is Easy! (So is Pretending to Be One) - Chapter 1 - Azzie_Tangerine - Kirby (Video Games) [Archive of Our Own]

if you read it: it would be super helpful to me if you could maybe lmk your thoughts and takeaways on it? or wanna talk about it with me more

its nice to have other peoples thoughts to bounce off of when writing a review/video essay/anaylsysis/random guy on the internet goes feral over kirby characters having emotions video

so anywayyy snfskjdfk ummm if anybody would have any video edting software recs that would be GREAT too~ (as well as its nice to know who would be willing to proof read my scripts)

okie so

currently i guess my "to do list" for starting up this idea is to reread the fic wile writing notes along the way: and joting down comments and quotes

during that ill also work on organzing my thoughts into topics/categories

i dont want to worry to much about structure, art, and the such until i have more work to show

anyhow! while im chaotically chatting i might as well kirby animation update too!!!

im having a hard time deciding where to start with the lines: at first i was gonna do a non anti-aliasing basic brush so itd be easy to color but i really wanted a bit more texture so im currently trying to get all the backgrounds lineart with that: in which ill than go along with the character animation and color whenever its most convenient too~

and sense i can heres another wip!

a bit of a pause on this piece: ima try to find some lineless scenery speedpaints to give me more of an idea of how to go about with this

[nathank77]

11/8/24

8:55 a.m Edited 9:09 a.m

Sleep was pretty awful last night. I fell asleep fast and woke up thinking i didn't sleep and I needed more xanax but I knew I slept somehow I think cause I didn't hear my tv timer shut off so I didn't take more.

Then I fell back to sleep and woke up around 2 a.m. I fell back to sleep and woke up around 4 i think and I struggled to sleep. Idk if I was having a bunch of microsleep dreams or if I kept waking up. I was up for sure around 6 a.m and then I said I'd give myself 30 more minutes or I'll just get up and I fell back to sleep until like 7 after setting my sleep timer to like 6:30 a.m.

Anyways i want to go to the gym but I shouldn't. It sounds stupid but I only want to work my arms, and chest right now. And I don't want to over work the muscle group.

Nothing would get me on that elliptical today and i mean nothing lol I have no interest in working out my legs. They are already cut bc of anxiety.

Id work out my abs and back but idk... I feel scared about my back bc I don't want to fuck myself up. I feel scared about abs bc most of the work outs involve laying on the floor and to say I'm not ocd at the gym is an understatement. I don't want to use the chemicals to clean the equipment... so I can't simply wipe down the floor and lay on it... I got to get over that maybe wear my hyper tough gloves...

Also I don't see the point in working my abs bc I'll never see them with my tummy... but from what I'm reading having a strong core is essential to working out. Our core i believe would be my back and my chest/abs.

I've noticed on the machines, machines that are supposed to work let's say chest and biceps or triceps- that my forearms hurt and they do a lot of the work. It makes me think i should be doing free weight more bc when I did the lateral raises and whatever I felt it in the targeted muscle group. So I got to try to learn more workout moves on free weights and eventually get on the big dumbbell but I'm scared of that bc idk how much the actual bar weights.

I also got to find better chest muscle workouts bc I tried the dumbbell fly and I didnt really feel it in my chest. Idk.

I want to go but I'm sore. I have to go grocery shopping.. and I have to consider trying that chlorestoral medication... stilll.....

I'm worried. I want to go to the gym and get my frustrations out.

Also I forgot but I'll add to this soon..

I remember I'm wondering if I should be pushing myself so hard on the elliptical... i want to run ingeneral why? Cause the American heart association says it can help chlorestoral significantly and it can also help you lose weight. Emphasis on the chlorestoral i like my belly..... id love abs but I like my belly. It's a weird place to be tbh...

But I'm wondering if I'm overworking my body and heart running 6 miles for 60 minutes.... especially since my heart voltage is off every single test.

I just don't know if say i ran 20 minutes a work out 3 times a week if that would help with my ldl and hdl if I did primarily low weight and high reps. Right not my reps aren't very high... I mean even for 5 pounds. I go until it hurts pretty bad but not very bad idk how to describe it.

I just don't know if I'm over working my heart pushing myself on cardio and if I'd be better off weight training... I don't want to basically only weight train bc I'd rather do that bc I hate the elliptical... and bc I'm scared of my heart voltage if it could really help with my chlorestoral considering- maybe just maybe if I do this right i won't need chlorestoral medication........

But I also don't want to throw myself into a heart attack bc of the voltage.. repatha is scary. And in 4 months if I can approach this workout right i might be able to lower my chlorestoral pretty significantly.. but then again I'll prob still need meds anyways...

I just dont know. From what I'm reading weight training can also lower chlorestoral. But is it enough? It'll be safer for my heart voltage. But will it have much of an effect on chlorestoral?

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god can you shut the fuck up. "finna"? you said "finna" in a sentence COMPLETELY SINCIRELY

(spoilers. dont worry i wont ruin the movie. it does that for me)

the movie sucked. so incredibly disappointing. i mean on its own its a good enough low B tier action flick with a high budget clearly inspired by uncharted and it did have cool scenes, the action was pretty cool, final scene was pretty badass, but thats IT. im convinced the writers never even played uncharted, because they clearly dont understand the characters. i dont even mind the rewrite, i just mind the fact that their understanding is so goddamn surface level the characters end up being cheap knock-offs rather than adaptations. uncharted 4 set the bar pretty high so i didnt expect anything insane, i just expected the bare minimum. i hold so much hate for this movie because all it did was take the uncharted title for publicity and wrote a VERY PASSABLE movie with husks of the characters AND GOT AWAY WITH IT. they made 4x the money it cost them to make. and thats not even the worst part. worst part is that people are giving it 5 stars reviews AFTER BEING FANS OF UNCHARTED SINCE THEY WERE KIDS. i was gonna let my hatred for this movie rest because i was under the illusion that EVERYONE who was even a little bit of an uncharted fan watched the movie and immediately realized how trash it is. i dont even remember what the hell happened in the movie story-wise cause i just wasnt there while watching. i completely forgot that chloe was in the movie, i only remembered thanks to a comment on some thread. you could chalk some of that up to me having watched it a year ago, but i couldnt give even a general idea of what the hell happened. i know they did the auction escape thing, i know they found a boat in a cave on some beach and then the boat flew. those were like the only really memorable scenes for me. oh and obviously the nolan north cameo, that was cute. okay new headcannon nolan was the real nathan drake and every other named character is larper in the universe and the whole movie is just their imagination. OH and the plane scene where larp nate falls out of the airplane. that was a good scene too. the movie is worth the hate-watch if you pirate it and you have absolutely nothing better to do.

so uhh Uncharted is getting a prequel movie apparently

tom holland is finna be young Nate but he dont really look like him

im really worred it’s gonna suck fat ass and leave an ugly stinky stain on the franchise but what’s the worst that can happen?

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