#should maybe reupload those if i can find them

[milfbrainrot]

i forgor i made this

[milotraflgkl]

Kissing Practice

SANJI X FEM!READER

note: THIS IS A REUPLOAD!!! content: mild angst, jealousy, thought to be one-sided feelings, insecure reader-ish, kissing/making out, suggestive kissing, sanji being a flirt. WC: 1886

You and Sanji were always flirting, it was obvious the attraction you had for the man and it was obvious that his interest in you was more than most other women. But that didn’t mean his endless flirting with other women came to a halt just because of you, at first it didn’t bother you all that much. It was harmless flirting and banter, but when he started to show more interest your hopes were lifted that he might’ve been interested in you. Maybe it was how long you two were stuck on the ship, you were the only person who ever gladly took Sanji's flirts and gave them back.

But it was your first time as a crew back on land, deciding to spread your legs you all went to the local bar to share some drinks and have social interaction with people other than the ones you were stuck with on the ship. You sat at the bar drinking a beer and making small talk with Usopp, who had already quite a few beers. He was babbling on about something that you couldn’t quite pay attention to because your eyes were stuck on something else, Usopp took a moment and another sip of his beer before he noticed you weren’t paying him any mind and he followed your eyesight. Sanji sat at the other side of the bar with some random woman all over him, moving her hands across his arms and laughing at whatever on earth he was telling her. He was looking at her the same way he had been looking at you those flirtatious moments on the ship and with that, it all hit you in one foul swing. He didn’t like you, you were just to keep him entertained. You swallowed heavily before quickly grabbing another beer and chugging it, then asking the bartender for another.

Usopp turned to look at you immediately, his facial expression became one of a worried one. He watched as you opened the next beer and began to chug it, “Hey- Hey!” He says carefully pushing the drink away from your lips, “Chill out..” He mumbled, you looked at him for a moment and stared. You turned to look at Sanji in the girl hitting it off so well, it made you scoff at yourself for being so dumb and gullible. You squeezed your eyes shut before you placed the beer down on the counter and sighed, “Sorry…” You respond to Usopp taking a deep breath, you weren’t drunk only on your third drink. Just a bit tipsy but another drink might get you there, you didn’t want to be drunk and emotional so you told yourself you’d finish this drink and then get water. You sniffled for a moment as you stared at your beer, flinching suddenly feeling hands against your back. You turn to look at Usopp who was attempting to comfort you and rub your back gently, “He’s gonna keep doing that, maybe you should too? Yknow… If he can flirt so can you.”

You stared at Usopp for a moment, processing what he was saying to you before it fully clicked a little switch in your brain. If he can flirt with others, so can you. You told yourself a small smile coming to your lips, “You know what, you’re right.” You say, pushing yourself by the hands away from the bar. “I did see a handsome fellow earlier~” You hum, twisting your body and beginning to walk off to find the stranger that would be here to simply have some fun for the night. Your eyes scanned around the room before they finally fell upon him, he was sitting alone at a table which is perfect timing. You walked over and sat across from him, beginning to make small talk with him and attempting to flirt with him.

What you weren’t aware of was how there was a pair of ocean blue eyes staring into the back of your head, having forgotten about the woman who sat next to him.

You were hitting it off with this stranger, your elbow perched up on the table and your chin being held up by your hand. The guy began to get a little more comfortable, one of his hands reaching over and touching yours then his leg feeling up your calf. You felt yourself beginning to sweat nervously, why were you so nervous!? You were just harmlessly flirting, a little fun for the night. Then one thought flew into your mind, You’ve never even kissed someone, let alone go past that. You grew nervous that you were leading this man on that he would get you in bed, you had to think of a way to get out of this situation and fast. You listened as this stranger told stories in a way to impress you before you finally came up with an idea, You gagged and covered your mouth acting shocked in so did the man. “S’cuse me..” You mumbled from behind your hands and quickly rushed off to the bathroom.

You finally found the bathroom after struggling in a crowd and quickly locked yourself in, hoping that he hadn’t followed and you could just sit in here for maybe an hour or so then make a sneaky exit. You sighed in relief as a few minutes had passed and no knock from the sound came from the other sound, you looked at yourself in the mirror and immediately your mind began to race. Picking yourself apart from the girl that Sanji had gotten all close and personal with, why weren’t you his type? How could you be his type… You let out a shaky sigh and inhale trying to stop yourself from crying. Knock, Knock. You flinched at the sound of the door and stared in confusion, “[Name?]” A voice called from the other side and you knew who it was immediately.

Sanji.

You stared at the door in shock, why was he here? Had he seen you fake being sick? You didn’t want to see his face right now, you were kind of hoping you could’ve snuck out without any of the crew knowing and going to the ship to give into sleep earlier. You inhaled shakily and squeezed the counter gently before you found the courage to speak, “Yeah..?” You asked out, you heard him attempt the door handle. “You alright? I saw you looked like you were going to be sick.” He asked you, and you almost scoffed at the words. You let go of the counter and made your way to the door, opening the door slowly and looking at him. “Yeah… Just had a few too many drinks and guess the food didn’t settle well with it.” You lied and met eyes with Sanji, God his eyes were beautiful you could stare into them for hours.

You realized you had been staring and blinked, “I’m… I’m good now though.” You respond with a soft, nod attempting to slide your way past him before you feel Sanji’s hand on your waist and push you back into the backroom shutting the door behind him. You heard the sound of the lock clicking panic bubbling in the pit of your stomach as you looked at Sanji, you inhaled a shaky breath as you looked at him. “Sanji.. are you drunk?” You whispered out, And he shook his head in response. “Only had one drink.” He whispered back, his eyes slowly traced over your face until his eyes stopped and stared at your lips.

Carefully Sanji led you to press your back against the cold counter, your hands immediately grabbing hold to support yourself as you stared at him in shock. “[Name]…” He whispered out his face so close to yours it made your skin burn and butterflies in your stomach erupt, “Can I please kiss you..?” He asked in a whispered tone as his nose gently brushed against yours, You shivered at the feeling of him so close to you. You were malfunctioning at the question and took a moment to process what he had just asked of you, you turned your head quickly which caused Sanji to let out a small gasp of disappointment.

“I’ve… never actually kissed anyone before.” You muttered out in embarrassment, your eyes glanced towards Sanji as he stared at you in shock for a moment. “You’ve.. never kissed anyone before?” He repeated your own words but as a question, his voice full of pure disbelief. You swallowed and nodded your eyes turning to look away from him again, instead suddenly finding more interest in the countertop beside you. “[Name]…” He whispered, his hand gently touching your jaw and guiding your face back to look at him. You looked at him nervously scared of what he would have to say, he chuckled at how scared you looked. “How about… I give you some private lessons?” He whispered as if the two of you weren’t locked in a bathroom alone, your breath hitched as he offered and stared at him in shock your face becoming extremely warm and you knew he noticed with the grin he had on his lips. “Oh… Okay.” You responded in a breathy tone as soon as you gave Sanji the green light his lips were attached to yours, his hand on your waist pulling you closer and his other found its way to hold the side of your neck.

His lips were oh so soft, the taste of cigarettes still lingered on his lips and you felt like you were dreaming but how gently he was kissing you. You didn’t want this moment to ever end, how his thumb moved gently against your neck and he held you so close. Your mind began to race to wonder how many other women he has kissed this softly then remembering that moments before he had been flirting with another woman, you quickly pulled away which caused him to stare at you in shock. “What… what about the lady you were with?” You asked out trying to catch your breath and watched as his eyebrows furrowed, “What about her?” He asked you. “You just… left her.” You glanced at the door before his hand redirected your face again. “Yeah, I did, for you.” He says, staring at you with a serious yet soft expression.

“Cause I like you [Name].” He whispered and those words sent shivers down your spine, your mind running on auto as you attach your lips back to his and kiss him. He carefully moved away, “Gentle.” He says you nodded as he told you before kissing him more gently which he responds with a pleased hum.

You two would stay in the bathroom sharing simple kisses for a few minutes for the sound of a knock interrupted, the two of you turning into a blushing mess and quickly making your way out of the bathroom and back into the club. Make your way back to sit with the crew and share soft glances before everyone finally decides to leave, but you’ll be needing more of those ‘private lessons’ sometime soon.

[carbomcoco]

How to credit artists

TL;DR: Tell us the name of the person who made it.

Hi, all. There are instances when reposting art or using someone else's graphics (i.e. banners, dividers, etc) is acceptable, with the understanding that proper credit is given to the original creator. However, a lot of folks don't seem to know how to give proper credit to artists. I will explain here.

The most important thing to know is that the primary purpose of giving credit to the original creator is NOT to point out that you didn't make it. While that can be good to know, that's not the main objective. The primary purpose is to tell people who the actual creator is. If what you've written does not show people how to find the original creator, it is not proper credit. Examples of improper credit include:

"credit to the original artist!"

"found on Pinterest/Google/etc."

"art not mine"

Those do not tell me who made whatever it is you're reusing. That is not sufficient information. I should be able to read it and tell who made it.

So how do we credit people properly? Some artists may have very particular ways they'd like to be credited, in which case they will usually have this information listed somewhere, but most don't. If they're on tumblr, crediting them is as simple as listing their username/URL. If you were to credit me, for example, you would just say "art by @carbomcoco". Boom, that's it. We don't need a whole MLA-style bibliography if it's a social media post, just enough to tell us who made it. Contextualize it however is appropriate:

"pfp (profile picture) by @carbomcoco"

"cr: @carbomcoco"

"credit" <- with a hyperlink pointing to the account or original upload

If they're not on this website, it's very similar. Just add a slash after the @ or omit it so that it doesn't erroneously tag someone's tumblr, and say what website they're on.

"by @/carbomcoco on XYZ"

"by carbomcoco on XYZ"

"credit" <- with a hyperlink pointing to the external social media account or original upload

If the artist you're citing isn't a social media person, just list their name and the title of the piece (if it has one). Maybe link their portfolio if they have one and the site lets you use hyperlinks.

"Sierra Morning 1995" by David Muench

"On Touch: Gather" by Linda Dennis

Does that make sense? Tell us who made it. Most of the time, that's all you gotta do. Question time

Q: What if I don't know who made the original artwork?

A: Try a reverse image search such as Google Lens. This will often help you find the original upload. If you can't find the original, there's a fairly good chance that you don't have the artist's permission to reuse it without crediting them. Furthermore, the more times it gets reuploaded without credit, the harder it's going to be for people to find who the original artist was. Now your post is probably showing up in reverse image searches too, and serving as another dead end. Someone else might save the image from your post and reupload it again to another site, once again without credit. Stop the spiral early.

Q: Why do I have to say who made it? Isn't it enough that people know it wasn't me?

A: Unfortunately, no. For artists who take commissions or sell prints, severing the connection between the art and the artist can impact their income. People can't support the creators of their favorite works if they don't know who that person is. Even for artists who don't make money from their art, if a piece of theirs goes viral and they aren't cited as the creator, they won't get the praise they deserve for making something that a lot of people really like. Sure, it's handy for people to know it wasn't you so that they don't erroneously try to commission you or anything, but the primary purpose is still to direct people to the original creator so that they can actually use that information.

Q: What about the fandom gifs and banners that I use to make my fanfiction/headcanon post look more aesthetic? Should I credit those, too?

A: Yes, even those. Don't just scroll through the tags, save gifs that gif-makers upload, and use them for your own posts without credit. Unless they've explicitly said you don't have to credit them, you should credit them. Again, reuploading uncredited material will make it even more difficult for people to figure out who made the original image. If crediting wrecks the aesthetic of your post, learn how to make your own gifs and graphics.

So, to recap:

If you didn't make it, say who did. Google is not an acceptable answer. Pinterest is not an acceptable answer. "not me" Is not an acceptable answer. "the original artist" is not an acceptable answer. Give a name.

If you don't know who made it, find out.

If you can't find out, don't reupload it.

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

[evvyyypeters-fics]

Broken Memories

Dead/abducted!Kit Walker x f!reader

Warnings! ANGSTTT, sadness, paranormal activity, death, horror, slight cringe

Reupload of my first ever fanfic on here. Sorry to break all your hearts again.

It was early October again, the leaves dancing the same waltz they always do in a golden flurry. The chill in the air rising goosebumps against my skin through the fabric of my knit sweater. The days became shorter, the nights longer, the winds stronger. It made me miss those days, the ones where I spent with the one I love. The ones where we carved pumpkins, visiting the drive-in theater wrapped in each other’s arms, the days where we sat on the porch a latte in one hand and a smile on our face, the laughter trickling up from our bellies as we recalled the times we spent, deep down longing to have them once again.

Every word shared slipped from my mouth like the rush of a waterfall slipping through my fingers, collecting again the lake of memories.

I lay in bed that morning, my stomach too deep of a pit filled with sickness for me to want to wake up. Even to see the faces of my two children who I can hear chittering downstairs, preparing me a breakfast together, making quite the mess of eggs and flour upon the counter, painting their faces with it as they tickle with cheerful giggles that swell my heart even from afar. I can’t bring myself to tell them how much I miss their father, or the real reason why he was swept from our lives.

“Mommy, we made you something!” The patter of feet thundering on the wooden stairs alerts me to the two rascals who called out, rushing to my bedside with a tray of burnt pancakes and eggs, a piece of toast soggy with melted butter and a glass of orange juice so full it threatened to spill over the plate of food. I rise from the sheets slowly to find the grinning faces of the two children standing giddy before me, one hand underneath the tray at each side.

“Oh, well look who it is.” I feel the corners of my lips curl into a gentle smile, pushing my cheeks to turn a soft pink as I pull the sheets to my waist and rest my back against the headboard of the bed, making my lap clear for them to carefully place the tray over it.

They stand there, watching me with that anticipating smile on their face, waiting for me to take a bite of their meal made of love and care. There was that gleam in their eyes, a color I found so familiar. A feeling that made the first bite of that burnt pancake somehow taste so good. That same taste burns through me, raging with a fire so passionate that tears begin to sting at the corners of my eyes. But I swallow them back when I turn to see the gleaming faces still beside me, gaining the expression on my face.

“It’s delicious, thank you, darlings.” I say in a husky, sleep drawn tone. Despite my approval, they didn’t dart away like they usually did, they didn’t rush to their doll houses or the papers still scattered on the kitchen table. They stared at me, as if knowing something was weighing down on me. As if beckoning me to say it. A different look in their eyes, their faces serene and a strange allure, calling me. Asking me so kindly.

“I must…I have something I must admit to you that maybe you won’t understand yet…but I think I should tell you the truth.” I began, pushing the tray aside. “About your father.”

They just looked at me with the same serene face, no confusion or anger upon them. It’s as if they were listening to a secret they already knew, waiting for me to admit it. I don’t think I’d ever been so puzzled by my children until now, an uneasy feeling in my stomach as I swallowed the guilt.

“You see…when I met your father, we were stuck inside a place that left us both…strange. And strange things were happening before and when we met..and when you were both born. It was as if it was some sort of miracle that was brought upon through the clouds of a curse. You were the light in our lives, the clearing of that storm on the other end.” It was strange, having to find a way to explain this to my children, trying hard not to confuse or frighten them. Keeping the gorey details of my life from their minds.

“When I met your father, he spoke of..creatures. And for a long time I almost didn’t believe him, until I met them. And they brought me..you. They brought us, you.” I stuttered, becoming more deep into the conversation. Or lack there of as they just continued to stand, and listen. Clarity radiating from them. Two peas in a pod.

“And I think…I think those same creatures are what took your father when he got sick. And I don’t know if they will ever return him…but I thought..you should know the truth as you’re both getting older now.” I finish, now just realizing the hot tears that had rolled off my cheeks.

I look at them again, wiping the tears that streamed my face as sobs choked my throat, visions of their father coming into my head once again. I felt fear strike my heart as they still have that same expression painted on their face, the innocence of the flour they had struggled to wipe off still powered against it, stark against the lack of childlike wonder that looked lost in them now replaced with a higher knowledge I worried that I had never gifted them.

After a long moment of eerie silence, the two smiled at me as if they were forgiving me in some way.

“We know, mother. There is no need to fret. Daddy is not yet gone, he serves a greater purpose now.” They said in unison, their voices like the mixed melody of two birds creating a song together. I was left stunned and practically appalled at this unnerving yet peaceful shift of my children’s nature. But before I could even open my lips to say anything else, they turned around and walked back down the stairs slowly hand in hand.

Once they were gone I was left resting alone in my bed, now feeling strangely light weight and calm. Placing a warm hand on my cheek, searching for the feeling of the skin touching the nerves hidden below my flesh to make sure I wasn’t dreaming, I sighed to myself.

“Oh Kit, what would you do at a time like this?” I lifted my head tilted towards the sky, closing my eyes and imagining the face of the man I loved so dearly, knowing that life was going to get even stranger while he wasn’t around, but I knew I could get through it as long as my heart was filled with him. A love so eternal I’d keep it past my grave.

For a moment I thought I could hear his voice echoing in my head, comforting me. Ringing out and pressing a ghostly kiss to my forehead.

“You better be safe, Kit Walker.” I said out loud, speaking to him like a prayer, wherever he is. “Or else I’ll come for you, I swear of it.” A final promise.

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[mariii1]

░▒▓█ 𝖒𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖆𝖌𝖊𝖘 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖋𝖚𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊 █▓▒░

1-2-3

4-5-6

Reupload since Tumblr wants to be a pos. I'm unfortunately going to be taking another break after uploading this but let me know what pac you want to see again.

DM me for paid readings

1 - you may be fighting with the people around you a lot or you might be somebody who's combative. You could have anger issues or you just don't know how to deal with anger as an emotion either from yourself or from other people. I see more conflict and a warning that if you dont deal with issues you have now with other people they will get much worse in the future. I see you potentially embarrassing yourself or coming off as irrational to others. I also see someone trying to stab you in the back or take something from you because it either gives them pleasure to see and know that they made you upset or they feel like it's easy to take things from you because they view you as crazy/don't take you seriously. If you're deciding whether or not you should cut someone off because they make you feel emotionally out of balance, do it. I'm getting it's a trauma response; this person knows how to manipulate you. They are a bully, this could be a family member.

2 - Something about a future partner. You'll be freeing yourself from a capitalistic mentality. If you believe in hustle culture, you'll learn the hard way that it's not gonna help you. I see some of you burning out real quick from that. You're not gonna care about money in the future. For a few of you, this obsession with work and money comes from being financially abused whether by a partner for most or by a family member/guardian. I see you not letting money or work ethic define you or be your entire personality for some. If you feel stuck now, it has to do with money. I was getting more rude messages but I feel this comes from people around (they might not be close to you either) who find your mindset annoying and/or they see right through it.

3 - if you have a partner you might break up worth them. You will realize that they were never that good to you. This reminds me of a tiktok where this girl was saying that (to people watching) "he's not special". "He" does normal things and you make it special when it's not. Its the basics of being human, it's how he should've treated you even if you weren't in a relationship. This could be a groomer or some sort of abuser romantically for a lot of you. This could also be someone you put on a pedestal romantically if you don't have a partner. Maybe your crush actually treats you like a piece of shit. This could also apply to those in talking stages in dating apps and such. You're gonna realize someone isn't shit and you only really put them on a pedestal bc you either didn't like yourself or you were bored.

4 - this is a warning for some and others know its gonna happen. There are a few of you planning this on purpose. You might be veryyyy stressed out and over worked in the future. This could result from you not listening to yourself especially if this relates to some sort of decision. If its life altering you will regret it a lot it's just gonna make things harder. Im getting this could have to do with education. There's something you really should have listened to yourself about and it might be too late. My best guess is that if you know what this is, you might even be trying to get out of it currently. This is specific for some people. If you don't get it, it's not for you. This is for people who have been actively trying to block their thoughts and opinions on something out.

5 - ok so you are stopping a cycle if not you will be. However, when you stop, you're going to be stagnant. For a lot of you it can feel like you're stopping the flow of type life in a way. I see you not making any new moves or decisions which will keep you in one place even though you have ended a cycle. It's like you won't find something new or move on to the next thing. I see you being scared of your old cycle repeating or something worse coming your way. I feel this has to do with career or education. It seems you might've felt heavily overworked and not compensated for your work or you didn't get the right outcome so now you just don't want to do anything. Hmm this would be interesting to do a paid reading on.

6 - you're going to give up on presenting as something. In particular, a certain personality. You might have internalizations you're working on, for some of you this has to do with gender transitioning (we're in this together 😭) I see for most that this has to do with again a workplace or just a hostile environment. Maybe in the past you thought that not saying anything and just ignoring ppl would help you, but you see that's not the case. A lot of you had this idea that you needed to be the bigger person or act like ppl weren't worth your time but it was just you not knowing how else to approach conflict. So i see you finally getting someone in trouble with some sort of plan or just speaking your mind in a way that brings action ig. Yeah you might've really hoped to get along with someone but you'll see its just not possible and they refuse to leave you alone.

[chevvy-ryder]

"New in town? Me? Nah — been living here since I can think!"

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⚠️ READ: Please do not repost/reupload any of my art here or to any other platform, or I will be forced to do anything to get it annihilated.

So here's a lil info on him:

As you may have noticed through tags, Jaysen is the twin brother of Vijay. V didn't know about him until in 2078 — Jaysen found out about his brother earlier but was never able to find him until 2078 as well bc V is hard to find.

Jaysen was given away because his and Vijay's parents weren't able to handle two children (you may already know they weren't good parents for V either since they only had work in mind devoting their lives to Corpos, so Vijay grew up with a nanny looking after him instead).

Jay was adopted by a caring pair living in Night City. His foster dad worked as an officer at the NCPD. Jay thought to be their blood until he got to a certain teenage age starting to ask questions where they couldn't hide the truth from him anymore, telling him he was adopted and he was born with the last name 'Steyr' in Monterey and not 'Grayford'. His foster parents knew that he has a twin brother but not his name. So it was all they were able to tell him. After that Jaysen got obsessed with wanting to find him and his real parents.

So, like Vijay, he got himself into exploring the net more and more, collecting data, trying to find out more about his family tree. Over the years he managed digging out data of his parents and finds out his brother's name is Vijay but V seems to have vanished (because V went to live with that gang and deleted his data during that time, giving himself an alias also when moving to Night City because he still did netrunning service for people wanting their data removed (like Ryder)). This is just first thoughts on all this. Details might change a bit and ofc there is more about his backtory, but it's just bits and nothing final so this info should do for now.

On the other side i can add that Vijay already gets foretold by Arki (and Misty), that he's not one only but one of two through tarot cards.

"Wait — why does it say it's two of you. You're an only child, right?" "Yeah, I am." "Like I'm doing this for the fifth time now and it says two. Two of you." "Must've read wrong then. Or those cards are cursed." "Oh, they are never wrong. I'll go to Misty. Can't shake that there is something to it."

Misty confirms that as well but the cards won't say more so it will be the usual investigation to look into but the team has other important stuff and problems right now to do and it happens that Jaysen is the one finding his brother before Vijay can even start to look. How this is going to be, I'll keep for another time. :D

But:

If you ask yourself now where the idea of a sudden brother for Vijay came? Simple: I looked up 'Vijay' again; it derives from 'Vijaya' (Hindi for victory). Vijaya, alongside Jaya, is a gatekeeper of the abode of Vishnu. Due to a curse both (demonic) brothers were forced to reincarnate three times on earth.

A long while ago I defined for Vijay that he believes in soulmates and other more spiritual stuff. E.g. when you die and get born again, that you will find your soulmate, even if it takes centuries. I don't want to say that V's soulmate is Jay here, no, because his soulmate is Arki (hence they fall for each other so rapidly). Arki, too can't shake the feeling that Vijay must have been some ancient divine centuries ago (I did not start this, haha), they both do not just get to know each together, it's more they discover each other again.

Maybe it is similar with Vijay and Jaysen but I see them more like they are one mind in some cases. They have different likes, tastes and character bc they didn't grew up together but also are very much alike.

And what can I say other than this Vijaya and Jaya stuff was not too far away and I thought why not?

This is basically the idea behind giving Vijay a twin brother now just because of looking up name origins, tarot and ancient (soul) stuff, yo. That is how my inspiration works, yeah. And @nervouswizardcycle is always super inspiring and helping if I have doubts.

[wenevergotusedtoegypt]

Actually gonna screeeeeaaaammmm I can't with this vendor.

"There are 2 columns that weren't in the last file you sent, please send a new spreadsheet without them."

a) If you needed in the EXACT same format every time you maybe should have, I don't know, told me that at some point in the last ALMOST A YEAR that we've been working with you

b) In the time it took you to write that email you could have deleted those columns yourself a few times over but ok.

"This column has an extra digit so it doesn't work, please remove it and reupload the file"

Ok yes, tell me about that for next time so I can talk to our team about what's going on and get it fixed going forward, but "find and replace" is a thing???? That you could've done yourself in 2 seconds???

[vandalizedai]

HEXA DIVER PHASE 01 TRANSLATION

*note that this was one of my first translations, im just reuploading it to tumblr, this is far from being a perfect translation and should be taken as fanmade.

HEXA DIVER

A dream-like system that allows you to experience various scenarios and stories in virtual reality.

This time, the Kureha and a few others were selected as monitors for the beta testing and were supposed to be enjoying the virtual space, but then…

Rasis: Hawawa! The fairy tale simulation area has gone out of control and everyone’s consciousness has been disturbed! Please, please! Please lend me your strength!

“Release your confined friends.”

―― STORY ――

ZEИITH

Nathaniel: “Standing here, trying to pass out as cool-looking as I can, just standing while I look… So useless.”

“They only care about the root of a magic trick, but don’t even care about the miracle that they just witnessed… That’s how people think.”

“No, it’s not that I have regrets, I did what had to be done. It’s just that… no, let’s stop for now.”

“What you have seen just now is not a beautiful story, but a cruel reality.”

Rasis: “It seems as if the story of “The Happy Prince” has perturbed your mind…! Priest Nathaniel, people are waiting for you, here, let’s go home…!”

SAMURAI TIGER

Honey Torako: “Yes…♪ Those things down waist… please put them down…♪”

“Hmm? Did I do something wrong?”

Rasis: “Tora―AH! Sorry!!! Honey-chan, it seems your mind has been invaded by the story of “Ushiwakamaru”! Is something wrong…?”

Honey Torako: “Ah♪… Could it be that you just called me by my real name just now?”

“That name… You said it, didn’t you?”

Katharsis

PSYCHO HOLIC: ((…Nothing… Ever changes… There is nothing… I can hear…))

((Here is… Cold… It’s numbing…))

((When will… Someone… Call me…?))

((Do not get near me… Do not―!))

Rasis: “The story of “Rapunzel” has been invading you…! Please listen to the people calling you!”

9TH5IN

Chateau Loire: “Ah, you have been waiting for me this whole time… Just me…!”

“As if spun by fate, these thorns will not hold me back. Since you are already in my arms…”

Joyeuse of Awakening: “……… An annoyance.”

“This is what I wanted… What I desired… A happy ending…”

Rasis: “Professor Loire! It seems as if the “Sleeping Beauty” has been invading your mind…? Well, not much has change―I mean! Something’s wrong!! Please be careful you two!”

色を喪った街 (A city that lost its color)

Furitsu Hiiro: “I can’t remember anything from back then… But I still long for those times…”

“But maybe… This isn’t the place.”

“I’m sure… It was a lot darker back there.”

“It was… A void.”

Rasis: “Hawa…! The story of “The Blue Bird” has been disturbing your mind on here! It looks like you have been trying to connect to different areas…! Let’s go find him before he runs away!”

ЯeviveR

Hiyuki chan: “This apple…? Well, it’s just a normal apple.”

“The Prince is coming for me… I’m sure…”

“Do you wish for every morning to be special too…?”

“Hmm… Why don’t you come to sleep with me too? That’s right, will you come?”

Rasis: “As if it came from a dream, “Snow White” … Let me melt your sadness away like ice on spring…!”

666

Kureha: “Fufufu… The hungry wolf is coming for you.”

“Bad wolf… Don’t try to eat those kids.”

“Here and here too… There’s a lot of prey to catch…”

“Now… I’ll cut everything…!”

Rasis: “Hawawa!? “Red Riding Hood”? But you’re way too aggressive to be her! Hm? I sense danger! Be prepared!”

ENDING SECTION:

Rasis: Hawa~ It seems everyone is okay now…!

Konoha: That looked like a lot of work, you sure that it’s all fixed now?

Soul: It was very annoying but yes, it seems it’s all okay now.

Exa: Eh!? Professor, what do you plan on doing now?!!?!??!?!?!

Prof. Shion: Hmm… Well… You know… Eh… Ah! I have an idea, amazing as always, Shion.

――To be continued…――

[wannabe-cartoonist-blog]

Ay yo it sucks what happened to your yt channel - just earlier today I was trying to rewatch you’re videos and was confused when I couldn’t find the channel. I’m sorry yt cucked you like that. Do you think maybe if you reupload them unlisted it might protect them better? If not the only other thing I could think of is to post them on here. Hope you find a solution <3

Hi anon! Thank you so much for a) letting me know that my videos are things you randomly think of and want to look up that’s so awesome and b) for your sympathy. Yeah, I was real upset about it for a while and now just feel…so dejected? Again, what hurts is that it was claimed on behalf of a company that didn’t have anything to do with the specific content I was putting out and that it happened all at once. The third party flagging the videos definitely had the intention of shutting the channel down through YouTube’s flawed system without giving me a fighting chance. Though that being said, I again don’t think fighting the claim was the right call since I don’t own the content, at the end of the day, and YouTube’s policy is basically “in the future, make sure all the content in your videos belongs to you and this won’t happen!”.

I have been thinking about my next move lately. I’ll always be sad over losing the channel + community that was built there over the last 3 years, but I know in the end, what matters is showing people this stuff. I made those videos bc I love knb and want more people to talk about it and joke about it! So I definitely want to find a new home for the dub videos, but how to do that, I’m not so sure.

Just posting them here is definitely an option, though I do love the fan engagement that happens in YouTube comments. I’m unsure how copyright monitors can effect unlisted YouTube videos….definitely open to hearing other people’s advice/thoughts on this + votes on what I should do.

Regardless, thanks for watching + thinking of my silly dub edits and for keeping the knb fandom alive. 🩵

[slashercult]

Hi, how’s it going? I would like to play your “new year predictions game”. I reblogged,❤️’d, and followed. Something good that’s happening to me in 2023: I spent time with my sisters. It sounds small, but I really cherish every moment I get with them. I know one day we’ll be loving individual lives. So, I want to make the most of the present and show them how much I care about them and bond. A mini prediction for your year: I think a part of the year will deal with you feeling alone or like things aren’t going your way,but things will change. Don’t focus on what’s going wrong or what you lack. Just find gratitude in the small things,and those small things will grow. Your worries will be a thing of the past. After that I see you reaching a milestone. Something that calls for celebration. I think this accomplishment will bring you joy/happiness. I think it will be a time of appreciating all of the good things in your life. The people you love will surround you and be happy for you. You will feel supported and secure. This will be a time of your dreams becoming reality. Your manifestations coming into fruition. A YouTube video that brings me joy is : “Laith and Christina real love story about a couple who fell in love over tumblr”. The original video was deleted, but other people reuploaded it. Channels: miami303mommi, mauricemusa , william t donald. If you type in “Laith and Christina”, it should pop up. It’s a video about a couple who met on tumblr and started long distance dating. And with the help of her friend he surprises her in her city. I’m a hopeless romantic and I first seen this video when I was young so it always has a special place in my heart and makes me feel warm, fuzzy and happy🩷. I would like to know: 🕰️ what is a major change I will experience in the new year?

hello! im glad you got to spend more time hanging out with your sisters, also love the video you sent lol. thank you for the mini prediction, i rlly do hope that my manifestations come true. anyways, let's move right on to your reading.

cards i pulled: eight of wands, the tower, page of cups (r), the fool (r) oracle cards: the deer and the oat, the vulture and the asphodel last year must have been kind of tough for you, but this year one of the changes im seeing is that you will finally be able to move forward from the past and heal. im getting that you may start traveling more in this new year, most likely through plane or in high areas (maybe near a couple of mountains), somewhere of high elevation. there will be many sudden changes for you throughout the new year. it may catch you a bit off guard and you'll have to stay strong and withstand it. you will take some time to grieve and let your wounds heal. after this happens, im seeing that you will become more wise, strong, and look at life differently (but in a more positive way). im getting some kind of rebirth energy, you will probably be going through a glow up and will feel more free from your old ways of thinking. im getting that you will change the more immature side of you and begin to stand up for yourself a lot more. there could be some creative blocks or times in the new year when you see an opportunity but you are too afraid to take it, this could be because of some self doubt or thinking you are just not prepared enough. healing is one of the major themes im seeing from this new year, there's a lot of signs of growth and rebirth. there will be times where you feel a bit overwhelmed from everything but this requires rest so you can recharge and continue to nourish your soul.

that's all for your reading, please don't forget to leave feedback, i hope you enjoyed and have a wonderful new year!

[shotorozu]

their favorite clothes

— .｡*ﾟ+.*.｡ 2.5k followers milestone

character(s) : multiple characters (bnha)

legend : [Y/N = your name] gender neutral— they/them pronouns, quirk not mentioned

headcanon type : fluff, spice if you squint but not nsfw (x reader)

note(s) : this is what would be their favorite clothes (that they own) on you. thank you all for 2.5k 🤍 also im so sorry for the lack of posts, and im gonna be real about this— it was my writer’s block 💀 good news, it’s gone now :)

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midoriya izuku

↛ honorable mention — his hero costume

↛ he absolutely loves it when you wear his shirts, like— i’m sure you know which one im talking about. the one that says ‘t シャツ’ i don’t know! his fashion sense isn’t the MOST fashionable, and the t-shirt itself isn’t very appealing to most eyes, but he absolutely adores how it looks on you. look, you can be the tallest being on this earth, to the point it makes his shirt look like a crop top on you, or you could be literally 4’5 and make the shirt look like a dress, he doesn’t care at all. he just loves how it looks on you, it makes him feel all warm on the inside, kinda like a *heart squeeze* moment, y’know? and no, there’s no exaggeration. he’ll just stop, and look at you when you wear his shirt. it’s just so personal, and he loves it.

bakugou katsuki

↛ honorable mention — though sweaty, his hero costume, and literally any other piece of clothing he has.

↛ then again, you could literally wear any kind of clothing of his, and you could have a ring adorning that finger of yours by the end of the day. he likes to pretend he’s absolutely not infatuated by the way his clothes look on you. if you force him to say what’s his favorite, he’ll mutter out ‘black tanktop’ because how could he not say that?? have you seen how delectable you look in that tanktop of his? it’s a surefire way to render him speechless, from the moment you walk into the room, to the moment you leave it— those gorgeous red irises will be on you. similar to midoriya, katsuki doesn’t care if you’re tall or short— just,,, wear his clothes, and if you want to seal in the future, then the black tanktop is the way to go. because he’ll probably get mad at you if you don’t wear his clothes to bed

todoroki shouto

↛ honorable mention — shouto’s button up shirt from his old hero costume, even though his old hero costume was HIDEOUS

↛ in his opinion, he loves anything on you (yeah, even a trashbag) but he does really love how you wear his turtle neck, he loves the fit. how it either loosely fits on you, or how it snuggly hugs your form— it really doesn’t matter. anything you wear would look really high end in his opinion, quite literally anything. but his black turtle neck really takes the cake. oh boy, when he saw you wear it for the first time, he froze up and almost charred his feet, cheeks firing up a warm red to match his scar. he has the money to buy a bunch of replicas of that exact black turtle neck, and he could give it to you but,, no. how could he do that? how do you look absolutely stunning in such a simple turtle neck? he doesn’t really know. anyways! he eventually ends up unofficially making the turtle neck yours, and he only wears it when he needs to douse his scent into the fabric once more— when it has almost completely faded away.

kirishima eijirou

↛ honorable mention — i wouldn’t say there’s an honorable mention, since he’s extremely loyal to his statements.

↛ his boxers. there, i’ve said it— and wait for a sec, let me explain. it’s not what you think, and you’d expect it to be like that but no, it’s not. at first, he thought you looked great in something simple as his sweater, or shirts but you were running out of clothes during laundry day— so you rummaged through your boyfriend’s clothing drawer, and pulled out a pair of red boxers, with black trimming. when he saw it peaking under your oversized shirt, he swear he saw the heavens. and from that moment on, you found yourself frequently wearing his boxers, but more specifically that pair. no, i’m serious— eijirou will get all pouty if you actually don’t wear his boxers, even when most of them are in the laundry. why does he like them so much? hm,, maybe it’s the security, and knowing that he’ll be the only one to see you in his boxers.

kaminari denki

↛ honorable mention — his boxers but you say no because he’s quite gross about it 🤢 anyways,

↛ his shorts. yes, they’re not the same as his boxers, but they’re the kind of shorts that you lounge in. now, i know you thought i was going to say “ooo he’s love to see you in a sweater with a lighting bolt embroidered in the middle!!”but then, the thing with these shorts was that he’s literally had them since he was in what,, the end of middle school im surprised they still fit, but they’re so dear to him? in a way that seeing you in those exact shorts makes his heart stop— only for it to start up again. thing with these shorts is that they’re oddly so,, pretty? i mean, his wardrobe is so questionable, but these shorts? there’s a mini reflective lighting bolt logo imprinted on the corner of the shorts. so quite literally, you’re seen with these shorts a lot— and the bakusquad give him hell for that 💀

monoma neito

↛ honorable mention — uh,, he does say that he ‘doesn’t know what you’re talking about! i don’t have more favorites on Y/N’ but you know damn well he does have more than one

↛ his hero costume, because well,, it’s very fashionable! but it doesn’t really look like he’s such a big fan of the entire ‘i wear your clothes!’ thing. because his clothes are his clothes, and your clothes look good on you anyway, end of the story! but if you do force him to say anything, he’ll admit that he does love seeing you in his hero costume. neito once walked in on you wearing his hero costume, and as to be expected— he made fun of you, but he did really like how it looked on you. but i suppose that’s the power you have on him, and he’ll admit it when he wants to, otherwise— he’s just teasing you for now. but pls wear it :,) he’ll basically be at your feet for the entire time

shinsou hitoshi

↛ honorable mention — a black sweater that has a silhouette of a purple cat printed at the center. it’s his favorite sweater, that’s why.

↛ his sweatpants. you and hitoshi had to switch clothes for a dare at a sleepover, and when he saw you in his lounging sweatpants, that’s what did him in. ever since then, he’s been quite obsessed with seeing you in them. hitoshi could care less about the sizing aspect, he just loves seeing you in his sweatpants— and it is quite a treat to come back from an especially gnarly day at school, and to be greeted by you lounging in his clothes, ‘instant recharge’ he says. he finds himself toying with the string of the sweatpants, when you’re on his lap, pressing kisses on his cheeks. anyways— if you want to kill him even more, then you should wear his sweater AND his sweatpants. he might as well just lock you in his room for him to keep forever (he’s not serious about that.) but it does surprise some people, because they never would’ve expected shinsou hitoshi to be the clingy/needy type. but you’re the only one that gets to see it indoors.

amajiki tamaki

↛ honorable mention — his button up shirt, i’m sure theres a gif of him wearing one in the anime somewhere, and i hope you know what i mean

↛ not really a clothing article he wears on the daily, but his cape. omg his cape. he sort of glitched out when he came back from interning, and saw you snuggling on the couch with his cape. like,, are you trying to unalive him? and he’s not slick about it either— everytime he comes back, and sees you using his cape as a blanket, draped over your shoulders, he nearly faints. it’s that intense, that’s why nejire and mirio brought his hero costume’s cape and gave it to you when it was time to sleep— he couldn’t get a wink of sleep because of the image of you with his cape, ugh! anyways, he does manage to leave it with you when he has to go away for a bit, because it says that it’s almost like he’s there with you. tamaki usually has to scramble on why he doesn’t have his usual cape.

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[m---resources]

hi! when i try to download episodes from the mega folder it tells me that i have to pay to do that. do you know what i could do? <3

hi! yes, sadly mega has a free download limit of 5gb every 24h per ip-address, which is its main downside (i give you guys links with mega as a host because it's much harder for people to make nearly enough google drives for all of this, considering new google accounts now each need a verification via a real phone number. mega also has much better privacy protection in general)

about the download limit, there are a few things you can do: (below the cut because it got long)

1) download MEGAsync, mega's own cloud synchronisation tool, which you can find on their website here. this lets you save links and thereby queue the downloads, so you will not lose progress if you run out of download capacity for the day or shut down your computer in the middle of a download (like you would if you were downloading in the browser). also, whenever you have the programme open, it will automatically resume your download queue once your free account has capacity again. you do need to make a free account for this, but you can use a throwaway address like one from 10minutemail. just do not forget to note down the random e-mail address it gives you somewhere because you will still need to use it as your username anytime you log in.

2) use premium link generators. a premium link generator is a website that downloads any mega (or many other filehosters') links you give them through their own premium accounts on those hosting sites, then reuploads whatever it finds, and lets you download the file from their own website for free and at a high speed.

the link generator sites pay for those premium accounts with ads they show you, though, meaning you have to click through quite a few of them and several captchas to get your free link. for this, please make sure to have at least one adblocker (like adblock plus and ublock origin), and if you want to be cautious at least one antivirus plugin (like malwarebytes and avira), installed. there are some posts with good general privacy plugins floating about, i will add a link here if i find them again. when you click through the ~5-10 ads and captchas, there will be one page that will ask you to disable your adblocker - please only turn it off if you can't clear that site otherwise and turn it back on immediately after you have cleared that site. in general, also make sure to close any pop ups that open and pay attention to finding the correct continue/download buttons (though i've never really had fake ones, just mentioning it to be sure).

the only premium link generator that consistently works for me is uploadedpremiumlink.net. they give you an additional 5gb of downloads per day on mega if you are logged out, 10gb if you make an account. once again, you can use a throwaway mail address like from 10minutemail to make an account as long as you remember what your username and password is

3) use a vpn or some other way of changing your ip-adress. if you are not logged in, then the only way that mega determines that your 5gb are up is via your ip-address. if you can appear under another ip-address, it should give you a new 5gb of capacity, assuming somebody else hasn't also used that ip-address to download from mega in the same day. sadly, i can't really recommend you any free vpn services as i do not have any experience with any of them - but maybe others have some suggestions in the notes?

i hope this helps, at least a little bit! i also searched some reddit threads but couldn't verify any other options on there myself.

as always, please use any information i give you at your own discretion, and if anyone else has any suggestions, i'd love to hear them!!

[be-ready-when-i-say-go]

The Odds

Calum’s never thought love was for him. But on the week of Christmas, things could change, the odds might work for him. Maybe. 

Reupload from calumh-excess. 

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He really hadn’t meant to be out this late. Especially not this close to the holidays. He just needed a little time out. Calum loved the holidays for the simple fact that he got to see his family for a little bit. Christmas blurred into New Years, and New Years blurred into his birthday. His birthday was sort of the end of the holiday craze. At least until February wheeled around and then Valentine’s Day became a fixture that soon spring was approaching. And while Calum always focused on his family, it was clear that others were focused on his relationship status. Pictures of his friends with their families and significant others flooded his timeline. Family he was visiting would ask about his love life. Normally, it didn’t bother Calum that he didn’t have anyone. But he knows when his mother comes she’s going to look for signs, she’s going to look and see if he mentions anyone’s name. He never does. He can’t tell her about the late night calls, the text messages. That’s not what she’s looking for and he knows the line of what he can share and what he can’t. 

When Calum’s solace starts to crack and a primal instinct to be close with someone kicks in, he gives in. But he tries to keep it clear, tries to create a line that he doesn’t cross. He keeps his distance. There’s no way in for those people, because he knows he’s not going to let them in. He likes it that way, for the most part. It’s easier that’s for sure. But he does miss the small flutter in his stomach being that into someone. His misses have someone to tell the stupidest things to, or to talk to about it day. But the saving grace: no heartbreak. He doesn’t miss the heartache though when things inevitably fall apart. It’s the whole reason he’s like this, keeping people just close enough that when he needs them, they are there, but far enough away that there’s no risk involved. 

“You been nursing that one drink for a while now.” The voice is smooth from his left. He looks over to see curls, smooth brown skin, and red stained lips.

Her all black attire alerts him that she’s staff. He wonders what she’s doing on this side of the bar. She continues on. “I can fix you a new one. If that one isn’t good, then it’s on the house.”

Calum shakes his head. “It’s fine. Just got a lot on my mind.”

“Holidays got you down?”

He knows he shouldn’t give in. But in some ways, this was just her job. Of course to some degrees bartenders were social. They had to be to keep afloat in this job and earn tips, he figures. So Calum gives in and shrugs. “Yeah and no.”

“Not that I should be the one to say this. But I don’t think you’re gonna find solace in the bottom of that glass.”

A small tuft of laughter rumbles in his chest. He raises the glass, the dark liquid swaying to the side at the tilt of his hand. “Maybe I wasn’t even looking for the answer.”

She nods, a smile turning up the corners of her lips. “Well, then, keep on not lookin’.” She pushes up from the wooden counter and then steps towards the bathrooms. Calum watches her hips sway for a moment before turning back to his glass. The drink is warm now. The glass almost feels like it’s melting against his palm from the condensation. That’s how long he’s been holding onto it; that’s how long he’s been at this bar, trying to tell himself he shouldn’t feel lonely but somehow unable to swallow the ache in his chest. 

Because god, does he feel a little lonely right now. Michael was out of town with his girl and her family. Luke was gone for similar reasons. Ashton was still around, but was leaving in a couple days to see his family. Calum’s family were coming in tomorrow. And while he isn’t alone in a sense that he could bug Ashton or other friends. The idea of reaching out to them doesn’t seem appealing at all and it doesn’t help the ache either. 

A few more moments of quiet pass before the woman from before approaches him again, this time from behind the bar, leaning onto the wood that’s not covered in the spill mat. “Mister sure looks like he’s looking for something though.”

The bar’s pretty dead. Most people have bought their alcohol and are cozy in their homes. Calum wants to emulate that. Wants something to bring him the warmth that seems to be missing in his chest. Surely, being at this bar counter isn’t the best of all places to do that. His parents will arrive tomorrow for the holidays. He will lose some of that ache for sure. Just not all of it. Maybe he’ll never completely rid himself of it. Maybe he’s just destined to be alone; maybe he’s destined to always feel loneliness. And it’s a shitty thought to have. 

Calum stares back down at the glass that he’s supposed to not be looking at anything for. This isn’t going to save him. And maybe he never wanted it to save him. Maybe reaching for it was reflexive and instead of curbing the urge, Calum just fell into it because what else was he going to do? Admit that he was lonely in a way that’s cracking the facade? He can’t do that. Not right now at least. It’s just the holidays. Once this two month and some change stretch is over, he’ll be better. 

Calum reaches into his pocket and finishes out a twenty. He’s already paid for the drink and slides it to her. “For listening,” he clarifies and then slips off the barstool and heads for the door. 

She watches the line of his shoulder beneath the leather jacket waltz to the door. 

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As Calum waits, his phone buzzes. It’s a message from Ashton, just a return to his turn in the game of pool. He lines up his shot on the solid orange three and watches it roll into the virtual pocket. He goes in for his second shot and it bounces off the corner of the pocket. After the game sends the notification to Ashton, Calum pockets his phone and knows it’ll be a couple more hours before the game resumes. 

He greets his parents with a tight hug, kisses his mother on her cheek. Soft murmurs of how good it is to see him in person are passed around. But in the car, he can feel his mother’s steady gaze on him. At every buzz of his phone, which isn’t often, thanks to the muted groupchats, the intensity of her gaze increases just a little. He wants to tell her to give up. He wants to tell her to not worry so damn much about him. But he knows that will never happen; she will always watch him carefully. She will always hope for things that are hopeless to him. “If you’re up for it, we can decorate the tree. I got it the other day and pulled out the ornaments,” he offers as a distraction from her thoughtful gaze. 

His mother smiles. “Saved it for us, huh?”

Calum nods before pressing his cheek to his knuckles as he waits in the line of brake lights. LA traffic is unforgiving. “Course I did.”

“Still have the ornaments from last year. I really liked that color combination.”

A soft tuft of laughter rumbles through his chest. “You picked it out.”

Joy gives a small shrug, a smile lifting up the corners of her mouth. Her return is simple. “I’ve got great taste.” 

Calum laughs, his dad joining as well. His sister smiles at the exchange. This is his family. While he’s normally reserved, and protective over this sphere, he wishes he could text someone about this exchange. He wishes he had someone to laugh with about how he knows Duke is going to lose his mind when his parents walk through the door. He wishes he could bring someone else into this world. 

Should he do that? Should he bring someone into this world? Would they last long or just be another season of the year he weathered in love? 

As the door cracks open, Calum hears Duke’s paws on the hardwood floors. The dog shuffles right past Calum to Mali. “I can’t even be offended, bub,” he chuckles, scratching the top of the dog’s head as Mali coos at him. 

His parents get settled in fast and Joy just grins, before throwing a quick glance to the tree. Calum pushes up from the couch and goes to grab the gray tub of all his decorations from the hall closet. She would push and push until he caves so it’s better to do it now. 

His mother scolds him when he places two ornaments of the same color too close together. He snickers and moves the offensive ornaments further up on the tree. He knows she’s particular about things like that. He put them too close just to see her pursed lips and tilted head, a pose he’s become all too familiar with. 

“Love you, Mum.”

She huffs with a shake of her head. Her voice drips with her smile. “Love you too, son.” She gives him a quick side hug, before reaching up to put another gold ornament up. Calum watches for a moment as his dad and sister laugh on the other side of the tree, fake arguing over placement. This is what he wishes he could bottle up. He wishes he could put it in a jar and carry it with him everywhere. He wishes he could see the twinkle in someone else’s eyes as they get to witness the realness of the moment. 

Does that make him sound crazy? To wish so desperately to share himself with someone? He doesn’t think love, romantically, exists. Or maybe he wishes it did exist. He wishes he could give someone all of himself. He wishes he was good at it. That’s the real problem. Calum’s no good at it, he thinks. It would be nice to share himself, in these private moments, with someone else that could appreciate them more than just a family tradition. What he would give to be able to share himself and moments like that with someone that were more than just a breather in the smog of life. 

Mali gets to put the star on top, though she has to stretch just a little bit to reach it. With it perfectly in place, she snaps a quick picture. Though she has to retake it a couple times thanks to Calum’s photobombing. “I will end you right here. In your own home,” she threatens. 

Calum only shrugs with a shrug. “You know love me.”

“Fortunately for you,” she returns with a grin. 

Calum, in bed with Duke that night, likes the photoset. He huffs his laughter at Mali’s caption, making sure to note her annoyance at his antics. Calum will carry these memories. He will always be the younger brother that’s sometimes a little shit, but everyone knows that he loves his family dearly. He gets these memories, but wonders what others would think about this? What would someone think about him? Would they call him endearing? Would they keep that memory pressed into their chest? Would they remember the stupid faces he pulled? Would they look up to a Christmas tree and forever pull his face to their eyes?

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All of the Christmas shopping is done--no doubt most of it is done months before flying out. But for a couple hours year in the morning, his parents needed to get toiletries and wrapping paper. In all that Calum had prepared, he’d forgotten wrapping paper opting to go for bags because his wrapping skills are shit. This oversight did not go over well with his parents. The discussion about paper felt like it lasted for years, but only really took five minutes. Mali wanted a fancy foil paper for hers and his parents wanted to just get one roll so that it’d be easier and more economically. Their wise advice was quickly outvoted when Mali got her hands on a fancy red foil roll and she strolled onwards to see if any candy canes were left. 

“So, we get two rolls?” Calum suggested and Joy and David could only laugh and pick a white paper with gold snowflakes on it. 

“Two it is,” his dad agreed. 

Now, his parents are kicking him out of his own house for just a little bit so they can wrap the presents and put them under the tree. Calum laughs, hooking up Duke’s leash to his harness. “You do realize this is my house?”

“Well, we still need to wrap presents,” his father returns, a big smile on his slightly pink face. 

Mali grabs his bicep. “We’ll grab lunch. Catch up a bit, yeah?”

“But your presents?” Joy questions. 

“I can get to them tonight,” Mali returns. 

Calum nods to the door as he and Mali get ready to leave. “Spare key’s in the potted plant,” he informs in case they needed to run out and get anything else. They’d acquired tape and extra scissors. 

Calum and Mali’s first stop is a quaint little coffee shop not too far from his house. Duke trots alongside him, sniffing and inspecting every little thing. Mali goes into the shop and orders their drinks. Calum settles into a spot outside. Duke looks up, waiting. “I know, I’m not leaving ya down there,” Calum laughs, lifting the dog into his lap. 

Duke settles into his lap and watches out over the top. Mali comes back a few minutes later with two cups and a small brown bag. “Got us muffins too,” she says, putting the bag down first and then handing Calum his drink. 

“Thanks.”

She settles across from him, smiling at the small dog sniffing at the newest addition to the table. They catch up on what’s happening in their lives. Mail gushes about how proud and excited she is to have her second single out. Calum smiles at her and offers more praise, “Had the song on repeat for the longest time.”

She laughs. “You have to say that.” 

It’s not true. Mali knows he would never just say that. He means it. But they poke fun at each other. They’re used to it. Calum listens mostly. He occasionally makes a joke, or answers her question. Then as they’re reaching the bottom of their plastic cups, the same woman from the bar last night walks past the table. She smiles at Calum, lifting her chin before turning to the door of the coffee shop. A silent greeting. Calum returns it with a smile and nod. 

“You know her?” Mali asks. 

Calum brings his gaze back to his sister. He hadn’t even realized that he had followed her movements that far to have noticed the woman walk up to the register. “Works at a bar I went too. She’s nice.”

“You know Mum worries about you.”

Calum doesn’t want to talk about this. He knows she does. He wishes he could ease those worries. What can he tell his mother? That he’s tired of getting hurt. That he’s sure love will never find him. That’ll only worry her even more. “Do you really believe that out of seven and a half billion people there’s only one person for you? Like the odds don't seem in our favor.”

Mali rolls the crumbs of her muffin between her fingers, twisting her lips in thought. Calum continues on, “And who’s to say that soulmates are strictly romantic. And who’s to say that I can’t have a woman as a friend that gets me in intimate ways. And I don’t mean sex, but what do I only have still my darkest secrets has to the same person I sleep with? I think romantic love as it’s currently being sold isn’t real. I think it’s a load of shit we’ve been fed. We can really have more than one person that gets us and yet I can’t seem to find one and everything thinks I’m crazy. And maybe I am a little crazy,” he admits softly. “Maybe I’m a little scared that I have to find the one and that I’ll fuck it up. But I do really believe soulmates aren’t strictly a romantic invention.”

“Tell me what you’re drinking, because I need one of those,” a voice cuts in after his rant. 

Calum looks up, over his shoulder to the woman from the bar. His face grows hot. “I was just thinking out loud.”

“But you’re thinking out loud makes a lot of sense to me though.”

He shrugs. “It’s nothing really.” His gaze drops from her face for a quick moment before glancing back up. Her gaze has turned from his, a sly grin sliding on her face. 

She turns back to Calum. “Didn’t mean to linger too long. Have a nice rest of your day. Nice meeting you,” she nods in Mali’s direction before continuing on down the sidewalk. 

Calum watches her walk away and then looks back to Mali who grins. “Think she’s fit?” Mali asks. 

The eye roll is all the answer she needs. “Oh, give it a rest,” Calum mutters. Mali laughs at his annoyance into her cup of coffee. “And no, don’t even try it,” he adds on, singling her out with a single digit. Mali’s not one to push too hard at a button, but he knows his sister. She holds up hands. 

The pair finishes up at the coffee shop before wandering around the small shopping center. They hadn’t even realized how much time had passed between them talking, pondering the universe until Calum’s phone rings. It’s his dad. 

“Didn’t mean to permanently kick ya out the house. But hurry back, yeah? She’s cooking.”

Calum pulls the phone down a little. “Mum’s cooking.”

Mali grabs his arm and pulls him back in the direction of his house. “We’re on our way,” she shouts loud enough for their dad to hear. 

“Heard that now didn’t I?” he laughs. 

“I would hope so,” Calum returns. 

____________________

Mali suggests drinks after they finish the leftovers from lunch at dinner. It’s a little strange to Calum to take his parents with him out. He’s not opposed to stopping into a quaint little place for a beer or two. Mali’s got a gleam to her eyes though. “Where does that girl we meet today work?”

Joy glances at her son, a small quirk of his eyebrow. He rattles off the name of the bar with a quirk of his eyebrow. And as soon as gets the last syllable off the bar off his lips, it clicks. Mali wasn't ever going to let it go. “It’s not like a pub or anything. But it was dead yesterday when I went out and I’m sure it’s going to be boring,” Calum adds quickly. His parents have to say no. He’s gotta do whatever he can to keep her plan from working. She’s trying to get him to run into that girl again. She’s trying to play cupid. 

“Sounds perfect to me,” his sister grins and then when Joy calls out from the living room for Mali to repeat what she just said, Mali rushes out. He tries to catch her, but he’s got to be careful of Duke at his feet and he doesn’t get to her in time. 

“Oh, we could go out,” Joy agrees.

Calum stops behind his sister and whispers into her ear, “I will end you. In my own home. My own sister, don’t doubt me.”

Mali merely smiles. With his family loaded up in his car, Calum starts for the bar. He keeps wiping his palms of the knee of his jeans. Why did Mali have to suggest this? Even if Calum did think the woman who worked the bar was attractive, that’s no reason for them to be doing this. Besides, there’s no guarantee that the woman even cared about him. 

Now he’s gotta find a way not to run into this woman again. He prays for whatever reason she’s not working tonight. That she somehow got the night off and is as far from the bar as she physically can be. When they walk inside, it’s dead like the other night. Much like Calum had predicted. And so far, maybe this would be enough to get his parents to go back home. He’d go and buy whatever alcohol they wanted and they could make drinks at home. 

And with a scan over the bodies present, Calum spots the woman. He sighs. Mali’s going to get her fucking wish. The woman’s leaning against the bar counter, talking to someone else. This will buy him some time though, but not a lot. Maybe it’s enough time to get his and his family out. 

“Oh, this is nice,” Joy comments, walking further. “More people would be nice. But,” she shrugs and then heads over to a table. 

“Fuck,” Calum whispers under his breathe. They’re going to be here a while and he will walk up to that bar, he will have to order drinks. He wishes he could disappear right about now. 

Mali shoves his shoulder, biting back her grin. “What are you waiting for?”

 “Your drink order,” he returns. He can play dumb. Now that he’s here it’s going to be his only other option. “I can’t go over there if I don’t know what you want. Unless I’m going to blow hot air around.”

“Nothing that comes in a drink format that’s for sure,” she returns. 

Calum shakes his head and turns to his parents. They list off their preferred drinks and Calum inhales deeply before releasing the entire breath. He walks up to the bar. She grins at him, brown and slightly pink lips pulling back in a smile. 

“He returns. Any more philosophical ponderings?”

“I wish,” he laughs. 

“Well, if any hit you, you know where to find me.” Calum nods with a shy grin at her quip. “Now what can I get for ya?” 

As Calum rattles off the list, she nods, grabbing bottles from fridges, turning glasses right side up. There’s something to the sharp brown eyes of hers when she glances up to Calum. His guts start to unravel. “My sister asked me to bring my whole family here. She’s convinced she can play Cupid.”

There’s a pause as she stirs the glass.  Calum’s throat starts to jump with his erratic heartbeat. Why is he so nervous? He’s talked to her all of two times in the last three days. There’s nothing at stake here. Or maybe everything is at stake. The odds of anything happening are higher than nothing happening. The odds of this being his person were lower though. He hadn’t want to believe it. But maybe he did in some rights--even if he didn’t want to. Maybe Mali’s infectious belief had gotten to him. 

“If she means between you and I, I hate to be the bearer of queer news.”

Yeah, there are those odds again. “Don’t sweat it,” he answers. To say it doesn’t hurt is a lie, but it doesn’t sting. It doesn’t help the ache much at all. 

“I--,” she sighs, the words failing in her throat. “This isn’t to say that you’re not cool, and that we can’t be friends. You seem cool. Everyone needs someone they can question their existence with at 2 a.m, right? Or at 12 noon if you prefer. I don’t know about you. But I’m particularly partial to making new friends,” she offers. 

Calum nods. Friends didn’t seem like such a bad alternative. Maybe he could prove his theory--could he find a soulmate in someone without it being romantic? “You seem cool too. Maybe we can ponder how real love is over black coffees?”

She grins with a short lived shrug. “Why not? Sounds like a great start to the day. I have a few theories on love I’d like to share.”

Calum slides a few twenties across the table. “I’d love to hear them.”

She reaches for a napkin, scribbling her name and number down across it. “Text me after the holidays, alright? Looks like your sister is still gunning for us though.”

Calum takes the napkin and folds it up putting it into this pocket. “I will.” The odds, he thinks to himself, taking the drinks in his hands. Yeah, they weren’t in his favor. As he approaches the spot his parents have picked, he sets their drinks down and excuses himself. Outside, with the cool air brushing over his face, Calum reaches into the pocket of his jacket, finds the number and the packet of cigarettes. 

He taps the pack, pulling one out and lighting it up. As the nicotine fills his lungs, he programs her number into his phone. It’s the guy from the bar. Name’s Calum. This is my number. He knows the text will sit unanswered for a while. She was refilling someone else’s drink when he left. Mali tried. He can give her that. He slips the phone into his pocket. “Guess I read that wrong, huh?” Mali asks, standing against the brick building. 

Calum shrugs, offering a cigarette to her. “It happens sometimes.”

Mali takes one and the light. “I’m sorry. Really thought she might’ve been into you.”

“Well, unless I discover that I identify as a woman, I think my chances will stay shot.”

She inhales sharply, a hissing sound falling over her teeth as the cigarette lingers lit between her fingers. “Ouch, I’m really sorry.”

He just shakes his head. He doesn’t want to keep talking about it. It was the wrong read on the situation. It happens. Nothing undoes that fact. They stand outside in silence as they finish their cigarettes. His phone buzzes. He checks it to see that the girl from the bar-- Veronica--texted him back. It’s nothing worth a second glance. 

The night goes by smoothly. Enjoying a few pints, mostly chatting about the days ahead. Veronica’s nice to them as they leave and even tries to give Calum back the cash. He knows he gave too much. “Keep it. Consider it holiday cheer,” he smiles and then leaves. 

________

Calum laughs as Duke gazes up at him. “You saying you don’t like your santa sweater, bub?” he laughs. Duke just keeps looking at him with those big eyes. “You’re so handsome,” Calum tries again, snapping a picture of the senior dog. He doesn’t hate it, Calum can tell that much. But Duke’s never been a huge fan of being dressed up anyway. 

As Calum snaps another pic and swipes to video, Duke jumps up a little. “Oh, someone’s more of a fan than we realized,” Calum laughs, scratching under Duke’s chin. He ends the recording soon and looks up to his parents. They smile fondly down at their son and his dog. His mom picked out the sweater for Duke as well as matching dog tags for Calum and him. 

He’s shared pics with the groupchat with the boys. But he thinks back to Veronica. They’re just friends or in the stages of becoming friends, but maybe she would understand. So later in the morning, after breakfast is consumed, he pulls up her name. Happy Holidays. Don’t know if you celebrate. But my dog got the cutest sweater and wanted to share. He attaches the pic and video. 

His phone chimes a couple minutes later.  He’s the stinkin cutest. Merry Christmas to you and yours. My gf is now threatening to steal your dog though. 

Calum grins. We have matching dog tags now too. She sounds lovely. I’d like to keep my dog with me tho. Visits are welcomed.

Lol, I’ll relay the message. If she does though, I won’t be mad if you press charges. 

Calum’s laughter escapes him before he quite realizes it’s bubbling. Mali leans into his side, trying to see what’s got her brother’s attention. He shows her the messages. “Well, maybe I didn’t do too bad after all.”

“She’s still a lesbian, Mali. Not quite what you were going for.”

Mali hits his arm. “I was trying, okay? That’s all that matters.”

“The odds are still against me,” he says softly, as he hugs her one arm around her shoulders. 

“You’ll find the person in due time, Calum.” Maybe he will. Maybe he won’t. But he has found one more person to share himself with. Not the way he wanted, but it’s something, it’s a tally for love. Though he won’t lie, it’s got a lot to make up. 

[maddgicalgirl]

Paracosm Resources <3

Need help bringing your paracosm to life? Try these free resources!

⚠️ Updates always pending! Suggestions always welcome! Feel free to message me any tips or questions <3 ⚠️

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Art Programs

FireAlpaca - 2D Art Program, Animation. Where I make most of my digital art, and paint the frames for my animations :) It is free to use, and easy to learn and use! It can make basic animations as well, such as gifs. It requires download.

Krita - 2D Art Program. Professional, free digital paint software :) I have not used it before, though I have heard good things.

GIMP - 2D Art Program, Photo Manipulation. It's free to use, but I do not like it/recommend it highly. But! If FireAlpaca and Krita don't float your stoat, try Gimp! For 2D art, but also able to emulate Photoshop to a degree ^^

Inkscape - 2D Art Program. Free to use digital illustration software. Makes 2D art :)

Of course, who can forget classics like good old MS Paint, and the new and exciting 3D MS Paint, which can both be used to create some really neat things! Classic MS Paint is available here in browser form! If you need that. I just think it's neat!

Art AI

Petalica Paint - Coloring Software. An in browser, watercolor manga style coloring software, which can (almost) effortlessly color in any of your line art pieces! I've played around with it for my Thorn illustration style piece, and enjoyed it! It is free to use, and can take user input to make the colorations more precise.

ArtBreeder - 3D Realism Software. Using Artbreeder, you can create lifelike images of your paras, planets, or potentially even fursona, using the intricate AI they let you work with for free! A premium version exists, but most functions are fully usable without - though I recommend donating ^^ You can randomly generate, or prune and shape what you make until its perfect! Slow to use and get the hang of, but very worth it! Artbreeder is also pioneering an intriguing animation software to go alongside their product! Browser based.

3D Software

Blender - 3D Modeling, Animation. The best (in my opinion) free 3D modelling software.

MagicaVoxel - 3D Pixel Art. Free to use! Could be interesting :)

MikuMikuDance - 3D Rigging. Anime style rigging and animation software, free to use, and certified internet artefact! Has stood the test of time, and is still used and loved today. Can support ports of many kinds of assets, including, I believe, those from Blender, and of course those that are downloaded. DA has a bunch of old MMD communities you can raid for assets!

Animaze - Face Rigger. Use 3D models and a webcam to watch your paras talk! Models can be made in Blender, downloaded online, or even from CHARAT V, CHARAT GENESIS sister app!

Character Creators

CHARAT GENESIS - 2D Character Creator. Browser based anime style character creator, with multiple crops and poses, and infinitely customizable options. It is legitimately insane. Has a 3D function called CHARAT V which can apparently convert characters made in CHARAT GENESIS into 3D models compatible with Face Rig and Animaze!

V-Katsu - 3D Character Creator. Free on steam! Anime style, intensive character creator, by the same people who made Koikatsu, and Koikatsu Party, two amazingly detailed 3D hentai makers. While V-Katsu is a SFW VTuber maker, if you're looking for NSFW anime content, you could always spend roughly $70 on the full NSFW versions. V-Katsu requires a translation mod (free online as well) which you have to install, or the ability to read Kanji <3 Works with VR tech.

V-Roid Studios - 3D Character Creator. Free on steam! Anime style, fairly in depth character creator, that allows for some degree of digital 3D hand sculpting, particularly with their amazing hair engine, to get your paras looks perfect!

And, of course, Picrew has thousands of character creators of various styles and quality uploaded by the artists who made them! Also, honestly I think we as a society should embrace making dinky chibis in Gacha Life. IDK why everyone is mean to the gacha kids, like we weren't all cringe at some point,

World Design

HomeStyler - 3D and 2D Room Designer. Make a model of an interior for a home or building, using real 1:1 furniture of IRL brands! Apparently this is free to use, though there is a premium version, and  it offers 3D and 2D models.

Map to World - 3D Planet Maker. Turn your fantasy world into a 3D model of the planet. Put maps directly on, or design the surface and textures of your world. Takes a lot of getting used to, but it is AMAZING. Free to use, and browser based!

PlanetMaker - 3D Planet Maker. Make a customized 3D planet! Free to use browser site! I have never used this, but I would love to mess around with it sometime! Allows you to add orbital rings, change textures, and more at the click of a mouse.

If on sale, I also recommend snagging a copy of the Sims, particularly 3 or 4, for character creation and world design. Maybe not the best gameplay without mods, but it's also a load of fun, and very easy to add custom content to! Minecraft also. But you just need Minecraft, in general. Beyond its ability to fairly faithfully recreate structures from your paracosms, it's just Good.

Game Creators

Maybe you wanna turn your paracosm into a cool game idk, just thought I'd put these here!

Construct 3 - 2D Game Creator. Beginner level game making :) Drag-and-drop if/then style programming.

GameSalad - Codeless 2D Game Creator. Drag and drop style/no coding, beginner friendly. Free version available!

Solpeo - 2D Game Creator. HTML5 based game engine for 2D and isometric game development. Some programming knowledge needed. Platforms supported: Chrome, Firefox, Internet Explorer 9+. Free version available.

Stencyl - Codeless 2D Game Creator. Drag and drop style building/no coding skills needed. Has editable templates!

Scratch - 2D Game Creator. Very easy to use and totally free, though relatively basic!

Unity - 3D, 2D, and VR Game Creator. Make games with 3D software. Import your own assets (Blender compatible) or download free options, or buy the rights to models. Works for 3D and 2D games. Free version available, and now works with VR tech!

Unreal Engine - 3D Game Creator. Extremely advanced 3D game developer. Highly customizable. Free to use!

Twine - Text-based Game Creator. Use a map to make a branching paths text-based story game. Free to use.

Squiffy - Text-based Game Creator. have used Squiffy and it can make some really, truly incredible things. Can take a while to pick up, and learn how to use to its full potential. Free to use! Has an online and offline library of player creations you can get inspiration from!

Quest - Text-based Game Creator. I've never used this, but it seems cool! Use it to make interactive text-based DND game adventures in browser.

Ren'Py - Visual Novel Creator. Visual novel engine, that is well acclaimed, and of course, free to use!

Companion AI

Replika - 3D Companion.

Kajiwoto - Chatbot Companion. Customizable, learning AI you can shape into a personality. Communicates via Discord like chat box.

Organization

Toyhou.se - Character Gallery. A customizable library where you can upload all of your paras and characters for the public to view! Free to use, but requires a premium member to invite you!

Refsheet - Character Gallery. I haven't used it before, but I've heard good things, and that it's a suitable alternative to toyhou.se if you can't get an invite!

Notebook.AI - Character Gallery. I haven't used it before, but I've heard good things, and that it's a suitable alternative to toyhou.se if you can't get an invite!

World Anvil - World Building Toolset. Like character galleries, but for worlds and their lore :)

Scabard - World Building Toolset. Aimed at DnD campaigners, but I reckon it'll be useful for many!

YARPS - World Building Toolset. More focused around story and lore than Scabard or World Anvil, and looks beautiful! Still in its prototype stage, however.

Pinterest - Photo Organizer. Look at, collect, and sort images into boards. Personalizes your feed based on that, and is free to use and join! However, unlike their myriad of wonderful recipes, DIY tutorials, and the likes - a lot of the images are uploaded by second parties and not credited, so be careful reuploading anything you find! Also great for finding outfits and art inspo for your paras!

Generators

Fantasy Name Generator - Name Generators. Does what it says on the tin! Generates fantasy names. Is a lovely website, run by a purportedly lovely woman.

Fantasy Map Generator - Map Generator. Randomly generates a fictional map, which you can view in 2D or 3D.

Donjon RPG Generator - Multiple Generators. Can make maps, weapons, items, etc.

Seventh Sanctum - Multiple Generators. One of my favorites from high school! Does all kinds of things - the standard items, spells, and names - but also prompts, backstories, characters, and even comedy generators!

ShindanMaker - Multiple Generators. User created and uploaded, any kind of generator you can imagine, of varying complexity. And when I say any generator? I mean ANY generator.

Audio

Audacity - Record and Edit Audio. What can't Audacity do? I love Audacity to death. At surface level, it records audio. I've used it to record voices for my paras, and get audio for animations and games I've worked on. I cannot recommend it enough. Comprehensive editing, and with some investigation, it can do so, so much more than just record simple dialogue.

FL Studios - Compose. Compose music with an unlimited free trial. Upgrades available for purchase!

Indie Game Music - Royalty Free Music Library. Free to use Indie Game Music. What it says on the box!

AudioJungle - Royalty Free Music and Audio Library. Thousands of free to use audio clips!

Online Piano - Someone could use this, for recording, or just messing around. I've seen plenty of paras who play piano, this could just be used for fun!

Online Guitar - Same reasons as above, but this site looks kinda sketchy. Use at your own risk or reward! Audio

For real, if you ever need music, sound effects, or really any MP3 clips that can be used without infringing on copyright laws, just search 'royalty free' (music/audio/insert thing here) same applies for photos! Make sure the source is reputable, however.

Tutorials

W3Schools - Coding. Learn the basics of coding, for free, online!

Miscellaneous

Debut Video Capture - Screen Recorder. Record game footage and let's plays for free! Professional and home versions. I see a few of our community members have paras who run YouTube channels, and I thought these might help! It could be a nice way to connect your parames. YouTube quality <3

Pixton - Comic Maker. Comic making website. I have no experience with this at all, but some may find it useful!

Picfont - Image Editor. Puts customizable text on an image. I used these for @paraesthetics paracosm header edits <3 It has a premium version (???) but the free version has all functions, but it crashes regularly (honestly seems timed :/) but once you get it down, it's a very quick process, and you won't have to worry about that at all.

Itch.io - Publishing. You can publish your self made games here :)

Korsakow - ??? Described as, "The Future of Storytelling" and is apparently a way to create interactive films. I *just* found out about this, but thought I should include it for someone who may know how to use and appreciate it! Free? Unknown, at the moment.

Tips and Tricks

Animation Done Easy

Our forefather's of internet animation used MS Paint, Windows Movie Maker, and Audacity. All of these, or their equivalents, are free on standard computers. I, personally, use FireAlpaca - which works just as well, if not better, than MS Paint for animation - but takes longer, and definitely lacks that retro feeling. I also use my trackpad to draw and animate everything, so its doable, but probably not totally comfortable, to animate like this for most people :)

⚠️ Updates always pending! Suggestions always welcome! Feel free to message me any tips or questions <3 ⚠️

[yukisnowywriting]

Cant Help Falling In Love With You

Kagura x y/n

genre : fluff, just very romantic heart warming fluff

warning : some curse words, and me simping for Kagura

a/n : well if you youve looked at my fanarts in ig (@michelle.pc.yk) you prob know how much of a simp i am for Kagura, and its been a few... years since i started liking Kagura (and fuck hes still standing number one), and i see that theres not much kagura x y/n fanfics out there so i thought why not make some. And i feel like i should just make some so i hope this adds more content to those who loves Kagura too, enjoy, And im the one who drew the fanart, please dont reupload it without permission!

summary : theres always two people in love, but theres something more of the love these two hold for each other. Despite their own insecurities, they cant help falling in love with each other.

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"Kagura... sorry, i mustve troubled you a lot... You know what? its okay! leave the boxes to me! it was my duty at first anyways, you should go now"

"huh... its okay, I could help you, and i dont have anything to do anyways, i only need to drop by the Mizuage office for a few minutes, and then im completely free."

"...then im wasting your free time... sorry"

"definitely not, spending time with you in my free time is more than enough for me." Kagura smiles softly at the person right beside him trying to calm them down from their anxiety of wasting his time. 'How can such a perfect person be so insecure about themself' he thought to himself

"okay ill stop here, thank you for heping me! please ask me anything u want, i will try to give it to you cuz youve been helping me too much! anything!" y/n says with a hint of anxiety on their face

"dont think of it too much, like I said, Im free after this, and if you are free to, how about a walk downtown? theres some new shops we could check out, maybe find something interesting there" He says as he sees her face light up with excitement 'so cute...'

"i-if its okay with you then okay! ill meet you at ******! thank you hehe~" y/n says smiling yet so beautifully

"okay, ill be there in a while"

they part ways, each awaiting the simple moments they get to spend together with the other.

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As the two of you stroll around downtown, the two of you never thought that something just as being beside someone could be this happy for them

but the more you walk to one shop to another, the more people began whispering

"i cant believe they kept the descendant of a murderer alive""how is he still laughing eventhough he knows how the fourth mizukage was..." "that person beside them... such poor soul, was it force?"

y/n was getting quite disturbed of this, the fact that many people judge another without knowing them first makes her feel sick and scared.

"Hey... if you feel uncomfortable walking with me, you could just leave, its okay." Kagura says normally yet there was a hint of sadness in his face.

y/n refuse his suggestion, "I like spending time with you, and what do i have to fear when the person i know is not like what they say. People will know you better when time comes so im okay, but if it bothers you, then I will do my best to suppport you. Im not as storng nor am I smart like you, but ill be a great friend! ...atleast if thats okay with you?" y/n says with a happy voice

Kagura giggles at your statement and his heart felt so warm "okay then. Theres a new bakery there, my treat, shall we go now?" he says with his charming smile.

"thank you!" you take his hand and walk to that store 'hes so perfect...'

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as the sun sets, the sky turning to a beautiful orange color, and the sea reflecting its beauty, two people sits on a platform, enjoying the moments before night falls.

"Something I like from Kirigakure is how beautiful the sunset is! How the sea reflects the sunset is just perfect, dont you think so Kagura?" y/n says, eyes fixed on the beauty.

"Yes , it is indeed beautiful. A very great view" But, his actions are againts his words. He has his eyes fixed on y/n, a gentle orange light reflecting on their hair, their eyes reflecting the beautiful mix of colors from the sunset.

He bring his hand up beside y/n's ear, putting strands of y/n hair behind their ear, he gently smile as y/n turns their head to him and then they see a very gentle warm smile on Kagura's face.

"I love you, y/n"

even with each other knowing the problematic situation each other are in, one being imprissoned by his bloodline and one insecure of their own being, they just cant help but fall in love with each other.

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my requests are open for any ideas (except nsfw)!

im so fckin in love with Kagura dammit.

I cant help falling in love with him eventhough knowing he doesnt have that much content-

Kagura simps let us be friends!

[babychoko]

🎀𝔽𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕜𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕤🎀

Part 10

Note: Sorry, I had to reupload this.

A few years earlier, in the late nineties....

Yeah, maybe I should start the first sentence that way. Or maybe not. It makes me feel old. Sorry, but I'm totally reminiscing about the dumbest memories. Like when I was in 5th grade and tried to sneak my mom's expensive makeup to school with me. I wanted to look fabulous, but my mother was not of the same opinion and prevented this. Or when I wanted to play a card game with Fischl and Bennett in the playroom of our school in peace, but Xingqiu and Hu Tao kept blasting a stupid part of a CD loudly, which was confiscated. This was in the late 6th grade.

It was about 4 boys who played detectives and wanted to solve a case in a catwalk. When the models started their catwalk, the background music on this CD was very questionable. I'm wondering what the makers were thinking of running weird pop music with some weird sounds as background music. Hu Tao and Xingqiu seemed to find this totally hilarious, though, and repeated this one part at full volume on purpose. They knew exactly what they were doing. No question about it.

I have to admit that I had to grin at first. Still, it soon got in the way of playing. At some point, Ms.Ningguang came into the playroom and immediately asked them to hand over this 'naughty' CD. I can imagine that at some point she ran out of patience and was annoyed. After all, her office at the time was located in front of the school's playroom and no school employee was going to put up with something like that, having to listen every second. The two of them almost got into mega trouble, had they owned that CD. Lucky that our school logo was on it. Mrs.Nigguang looked at the cover of the CD in confusion, gave a sigh of relief, and finally told them to please listen to something else. And if they put the player on full volume again, that she will confiscate it as well. Then she disappeared into her office.

Right from that moment, those two ruffians appointed her as a killjoy. Especially Xingqiu found that.

But that's also a whole other story. Yes, yes. Me and my stories. After all, I wanted to tell how close we all became friends. And of course how Xingqiu and I met.

I still don't know how I was going to start. So I try not to go into the most specific details. Maybe.

At that time, I used to participate in spelling bee competitions in our year. And not to brag, so far I always won the first place. At first I didn't want to, but many from my class encouraged me to participate. And at some point I even enjoyed it. But it became painful when people associated me with it. Again and again, everyone was sure that I would end up as the winner. However, I always tried to dismiss it, saying that one would never know.

But this brought nothing.

At one competition I was knocked out of the throne. Another boy won and I did not win this time. But I got the consolation prize. A small bag of sweets. I was satisfied with that until I was pitied by many students and whether I was not sad not to have won this time. As a young student with little self-confidence, this used to hit me. I looked at the little winner with blue asymmetrical hair who was descending the stairs of the stage after the award ceremony. It was now cleaned up.

In his hand he held a gift certificate to a bookstore. You could buy 3 whole books with that!

Maybe I had to wait until my birthday to get my books after all.

He then pointed curiously at my bag. "Are you happy with that?"

No way was I going to stand there feeling sorry for myself. "Of course I am!" He then looked at his gift card. "Huh, if that's the case." I nodded with pride and looked at him.

"Then we don't need to exchange. Yet books are so much better! Candy just makes you stupid. Look, you're already holding them. It starts with stupidity and it's already showing on you. Do you really want that?"

I may have been dramatic before, but that stupid statement meant war to me.

"Jerk!" I spat and stomped off. I left the little boy with rosy cheeks confused behind me.

If only I had known then that he actually really wanted the candy and not the gift certificate. Therefore, his master plan was to bad mouth my consolation prize with the hope that I would get scared silly and trade with him right away. He was very rarely allowed to get any candy at home. And books? He had enough of those at home.

Oh boy... I tease him with that memory to this day. It's way too funny to leave out when meeting others!

Who would have thought that from then on we would bicker. Still, we spent time together because I was friends with Chongyun. The two of us were fond of ghost stories. Besides, I knew Bennett and Razor back in 1st grade. We sat next to each other and shared our crayons. Through that, the two of them got to know my friend group. And that's how we became five.

Somehow we got along..despite disagreements. This proved itself as we played with each other as children.

"Can't I choose a game this time? You always get to decide." I whined, jumping off the jungle gym. "I don't feel like rolling around in the mud and my mommy is giving me trouble for it!"

Bennett shrugged. "You're right. What should we play?" I started to smile. Xingqiu rolled his eyes. "Here it comes."

"Be quiet. I want to play house." Some of them groaned hopelessly. "Again? You wanted to do that last time..." Chongyun muttered. He never liked his role.

I pointed to Razor. "You're our dog who disappears every three days and can do flips. You like to eat fish."

"As your dog, I would even disappear forever..." Whispered Xingqiu to himself, but which I heard. I ignored him.

Then I assigned Bennett his role. "You are my fourth husband. But instead of working, you're a househusband who likes to knit."

"But what happened to the previous ones?!" He asked anxiously. His red cheeks quickly disappeared as he realized what I was saying. I left that question unanswered for him. He asks too many questions.

Then I looked at Chongyun. "And you're my baby, okay? You can't walk yet and I still have to feed you my milk."

"Let me be an exorcist instead!" He was tired of having to play the baby. But he was the smallest of us in height and is the youngest. I thought it was cute how rosy his cheeks were and how big his clothes were. His auntie was sure he would grow into it eventually. He did after his growth spurt.

"Then you'll be a baby chasing away evil spirits." Now he should have no complaints.

"And you Xingqiu...uh..are our fisherman. Every day you have to separate stinky fish from the fresh ones. Besides, you're old and you've never been married. You were even ready to marry your super express boat but he even rejected you. As a result, you had to buy a new boat and became a poor wretch-"

Immediately he objected. "That's completely stupid! Why do I get a foolish part? Marry a boat?! Where do you get ideas like that! Let me be a bookseller or a hero instead."

"Then you save us from the stinky fish." I remained adamant.

"Maybe he can play your husband this time?" Bennett suggested. He was probably afraid of what would become of him. I raised an eyebrow.

"Then she would be divorced for the fifth time." Gave Xingqiu annoyed, crossing his arms.

Well, too bad for him. Let him remain a fisherman.

Now I presented myself. "I am a famous and busy mommy, studied uh... four times and got many jobs. Moreover, I live with my husband in a normal apartment with an elevator. Our neighbors, on the other hand, are dull. Now let's begin."

It started with me coming home after work. Bennett informed me that our dog had run away again and that our child would not stop crying. For that, Razor had to hide in a bush and dig, which he liked, and Chongyun had to howl loudly and rub his eyes while doing it. He didn't want to do that at all, or Xingqiu would laugh at him for the rest of his life. I didn't blame him at all and had been understanding even at the grandiose age of 10. Who would have thought.

"Wife, I cooked today. Our son will not starve." Started Bennett and presented me sand ball, served on a wooden platter. He was trying to be a great husband. "Good, but he's just a baby! He can't eat this yet."

I tried to carry Chongyun. But because I wasn't big and strong enough, he had to walk with me. I sat him down on a rock. After that, I turned to Xingqiu once and made sure he was playing his role accurately in the harbor.

He was annoyedly knocking stones against each other and looked totally pissed off. As long as he doesn't make any more snarky comments, that's fine with me. After all, he didn't want to play my husband, so he'll have to settle for this role.

"Heyhey, what are you playing?" Hu Tao was bored and wanted to play along. Explaining our roles to her, she almost laughed herself to tears. "And what interesting role do I get? Give me one!"

"You are the rich and cool aunt. Married 3 whole times, but not divorced. I have to feed Chongyun now, but my agency called. They need a model and they need it now."

"You have to go now?" Bennett, my husband, asked. I nodded and turned to Hu Tao. "So you have to feed my baby now. He needs his milk or he'll starve to death." Little Chongyun definitely didn't seem to want her as his aunt.

"Hmm..okay!" It ended up with Chongyun screeching all over the schoolyard as she tried to feed him. I completely forgot to say that he prefers to drink milk from the bottle and not the other. However, I had to go to the agency, I turned to Xingqiu with a sigh. "Then your second role is our chivalrous hero..." It didn't take a second for Xingqiu to cast aside the stones and try to rescue Chongyun from his crazy aunt.

But when Xingqiu tried to remind Chongyun, he pretended that he couldn't remember. I think this is another reason why he dislikes Hu Tao. Who would want to remember it voluntarily...

But enough with the toddler memories. Now there was a little taste of how badly I got along with him, even though it wasn't always that way. We still invited each other to birthdays and read together.

At some point you grow up a bit and the childish quarrels come to an end. However, I had mixed feelings before that.

As I mentioned, I became really friendly with Xingqiu from 8th grade on.

One day, I got a very disappointing grade for a class assignment. I studied so much for it and tried hard. And still the final grade was not good. I didn't want to go home right away. So I went to the school library and tried to calm down. I hid in the far corner and sat on a bench. All I wanted was calm before the storm, or as they say. But if I had been found like that, it was clear that something was wrong with me.

And I was found like that. By him.

"Are you crying?"

"No..If you're looking for Fantasy, it's not here anymore. Keep looking at the front."

"But you have red eyes and they are very wet." What did he care if I cried? He must have better things to do.

"Do you want me to have dry eyes? You know that kind of thing is not good." I pressed the class paper with the bad grade further on my lap and didn't look at him. "I'll be fine on my own."

"You always help us, don't you? Why can't you be helped?"

"Xingqiu, I'm sure you won't understand..."

"I already can't understand it because you don't explain it to me. Maybe I can help you?"

Completely abandoning what was in my power, I handed him my class assignment. He flipped through it and looked at the score.

"Does that happen a lot in this subject? You have a great teacher..." He stated sarcastically.

"Lately, yes. Ever since we got a teacher change. But my parents don't want to understand. More like my dad."

"But as long as you're getting on.."

"No, it's not like that. My dad is very critical in something like that. And with a grade like that in this subject, I'm not going to get ahead after all."

"Because of just one grade?"

"Yes. See? It's hard for you to understand something like that. You always get excellent grades, especially orally. Yet you babble some nonsense with foreign words and overwhelm the teachers..." Immediately, Xingqiu laughed and gave me back the class work.

"I have to agree with you there..ahaha. Hey- how do you even know that?"

I sniffled and rubbed my eyes once. "Your classroom door was open when I walked by. It just so happens that it was your turn. I heard everything. Anyway, I would never have taken you on as a teacher again and just given you your A's."

He cleared his throat "But now back to the subject...honestly, I get you."

I must have looked at him very stupidly, because Xingqiu sat down next to me.

"Your dad never shows any satisfaction with what you do either, right? No matter what."

"Yes, that's true."

"My father is like that too. I have to hide my real hobbies. Especially how I really am."

"Even though you're super at school?"

"I wouldn't say super, but yeah..." Oh boy, you're modest. But I didn't know then that he had to pretend even at home. That must be very stressful.

"What would your dad say if you wrote a good grade now?"

"He'd say it's supposed to be this way and nothing else."

"You see? Then it makes no difference! Then they are always dissatisfied. You have to study for yourself and not put pressure on yourself."

But if it were so easy not to put pressure on yourself. He took a cloth from his pocket and dabbed the tears from my cheeks with it. "Let's go over the issues together. At least then he'll know it's important to you, okay?"

"A-All right..."

We sat down at a table and looked over the topics together. He gave me the tasks and some that he came up with on his own. Finally, he looked at what I wrote down. "But don't laugh at me, okay?"

"I won't do that! Let's see..."

For a while, Xingqiu was silent and frowned. I told you that I had become bad at this subject!

"All right..." He muttered. Huh..what?

"Show me!" I looked closely at the answers and was speechless. Xingqiu, on the other hand, just smiled.

"See? You can do it. Don't put too much pressure on yourself and don't let a teacher's evaluation affect you."

After school, I met with him at the library. He showed me better tactics on how to handle complicated questions and how I could improve my sentence structure. Since then, my grade actually improved in that subject. You could say that he was a hero.

I realized with time that we were not completely different. We had the funniest sleepovers (when there were no pranks) and experiences camping as a group. And when it came to letting me style them, they didn't deny it. They all ended up with pretty hairstyles- and painted nails. But I had to promise not to take pictures of them and not to tell a soul. But inside I knew they liked it and enjoyed it.

What I didn't expect in life at that time was that I developed romantic feelings for Xingqiu. Because we were nice to each other and more mature? No, at least not that. Then I would have fallen in love with anyone after all....

Never would I have been interested in a romantic relationship and I was too proud for that.

But one night...

They just came.

I had a dream in 10th grade that I had to go to class in the school hallway. I walked through the crowd and excused myself.

At that moment, I walked past Xingqiu. There he was standing with the other school representatives. My gait slowed down and I looked at him.

His gaze turned to me. As he did so, he gave me a smile. My heart was pounding in my dream. It was even as if my heart had opened.

Shortly after that I woke up and was amazed by this dream for the rest of the day. Because those wild pounding heartbeats didn't stop when I was near him. When we talked, it was as if I had forgotten how to talk. I talked to him less and became more reserved. It had even delighted me when he noticed that I wore a different hairstyle or hair accessories.

I even perceived that he was no longer the little boy of those days. He became more decent, his smile more charming and his face more beautiful every day.

But what I didn't perceive was that Xingqiu's behavior in my presence was changing.

If you remember, those were the little gestures with the quotes in my books, for example.

When I told Xingqiu how my feelings came about, he had to laugh. He didn't think that I had started to love him in a dream, of all things. Maybe he was disappointed that he didn't make it in real life? But I think that maybe these feelings have always been there.

It may be that my dream helped to realize the feelings.

But I also found his reason hilarious.

Xingqiu said that he noticed a change in my behavior back then when I asked him. He first had an inkling that I had a crush on him. But he didn't want to sit on his high horse and look at how I behaved in contrast to before, for example, when he put an arm around me.

In the past, as a little girl, I most likely would have given him a nasty stare or a smack.

But instead, when I immediately became quiet and shy, it made something inside Xingqiu. He thought to himself, "Ouh." I laughed my head off at that statement!

He couldn't believe that I, of all people, liked him in a different way and valued my feelings.

Oh well, that's why all those hints from him didn't resonate with me, he just kissed me after the party so I would finally get it. I probably would have still been dense had he confessed to me verbatim.

I told him that such a gesture was a very high risk. He could have gotten slapped in the face or something.

But his answer was only that he was absolutely sure about me.

..

He had a point there.

Anyway, those were some of our fond memories. I could think about it for hours and tell you more, but that would surely seal my lips.

Because it's late at night now, but I can't sleep. I turned once to the other side and sighed.

I would definitely be happy if we could share more memories together.

All of us, together as adults to elders. Not just as children or teenagers.

Oh, how I wished for that.

But yes, maybe you have to break some habits and grow older on your own. Maybe in a different way, with other people.

The time is approaching when we will all go our separate ways.

And maybe I will experience a heartbreak shortly after.

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Part 11